《Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives》


 Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Back To The First Day!

    The world was chaotic; the great lords of humanity all fell to the enemy''s assault, and those that were strong and smart defected, betraying everyone.A man was kneeling surrounded by blood and sinew; he was one of the last lords that tried to fight back desperately.


    A broken blade was in his hands; the black blade twisted like his heart; behind him was a destroyed throne, the black stone crumbled from a huge ballistae bolt rolling on the ground along with his shattered emblem.


    He stood alone as the last of his beloved warriors was cut down mercilessly by a superior enemy, the crimson blood spraying onto the man''s face as he grimaced.


    ''Why... I tried so hard to fight back, to strengthen my army...''


    Slowly he watched in dismay as the spears pierced the fallen chests of his troops.


    The man felt despair that not even one might live on, free of his control and able to survive, his heart racing as he felt a sense of dread overcome him.


    Every last of his most cherished and well-trained troops were like garbage facing the enemy knights.


    With anger in his eyes, as if burning embers replaced his pupils, he watched their black armour, the sleek and stylish sheen, mounted upon colossal warhorses with steel covering their faces as they marched closer.


    The wet sound of their hooves crushing the mud and corpses of the warriors broke his heart further as blood oozed from his abdomen.


    ''How could I fight against such powerful opponents?''


    His face became bleak, watching on, his eyes looking towards his dead warriors, the broken and burning village nothing more than charred wood and crushed stone, and the ruins of his manor now being ripped apart by monsters.


    He was frustrated as blood and ashes seeped through his fingers, dripping onto the black hilt of his broken sword.


    A sense of loss finally started to bud in his heart.


    ''No... I can never surrender!''


    Grey clouds began to cover the skies, while the bitter rain cascaded onto his body as the enemy approached from all sides.


    Yet still, he tried to see a way to escape this hell.


    ''My tutor.''


    ''My senior...''


    He watched the mounted knights parting as he watched a single horse approach with a loud, wet clack each time it moved forward.


    The blood dripping from the man''s spear was his blood; the huge gash on the Lord''s stomach, still torn, as his intestines and innards slowly slipped out, was caused by this man.


    The knight was a man he trusted, who taught him to fight.


    The male riding a white horse, with a beautiful white mane, like a shimmering sun in this dark hell.


    ''Why did you betray humanity when you were our only hope?''


    His silver armour made him look like a king who descended from the heavens.


    As he watched the knight dismount, the wounded Lord felt his eyes blur as the rain and wind began to batter his wounded and broken body.


    He thought to himself, feeling broken and worthless in his last moments.


    ''Tell me, goddess...''


    ''You swore that you would stand beside us and help us fight against those who wanted to destroy everything we held dear and loved.''


    ''Yet why...''


    ''Why is the champion you chose standing on the enemy''s side, and why.... does he still have your divine blessing!?''


    Tears filled his eyes as he tried to muster the courage to fight, the wet mud almost swallowing his legs in a trap, like powerful hands holding him down.


    The knight in silver armour smashed down on his chest with a violent kick, sending the lord shooting backwards, spiralling out of control as his face dragged along the rough ground and broken weapons.


    Now a bloody mess, the handsome face destroyed.


    Sadly, there was no mercy for the broken Lord as the knight stomped on his back.


    A loud crack sounded as the knight''s vicious blow broke countless bones sending the Lord flying as filth buried his body.


    His mouth opened as the blood and guts of his fallen soldiers and allied lords began to fill his mouth, causing him to gag.


    ''These men tried to support humanity''s final defence...''


    ''We failed...''


    The Lord could feel the disgustingly warm, sticky, vile blood cling to his skin and throat as he lay on the ground. Like it was mocking his stupidity for never noticing this man was a traitor despite the many obvious indications.


    Boom!


    Once again, a steel boot slammed into his body before the knight''s heel crashed into the Lord''s chest.


    The brutal blow sent him floating again before his back smashed against the broken throne, the debris piercing the Lord''s body as spikes and stones skewered him.


    He tried to speak out, but only bubbles of blood and vomit left his lips.


    The only thing he could do was watch as the brilliant white knight began to remove his helmet, as if this was some movie or advertisement.


    The white knight had a handsome face, short blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes.


    ''I see you haven''t changed... Arrogant bastard...'' The Lord''s dull brain thought.


    He smiled at the broken Lord as if they were friends meeting for the first time, holding a sharp sword rumoured to heal the wielder''s every wound without limit.


    "Hello, Lancelot."


    "Fancy meeting you here after so many years apart."


    The man''s voice was soothing and gentle but only added to the insult and disgraced the Lord felt as his body tried to claw its way from the quagmire of filth, drag his body from the stone and metal piercing his flesh.


    Lancelot felt flames of regret burning inside his body, nowhere to vent as his broken sword ruined under the knight''s feet and his shattered throne impaled his body.


    ''This is me, the pathetic excuse for a lord...''


    ''The last Lord of humanity... ''


    ''I am a fool...''


    ''Why did I trust you like my brother!?''


    His name was Lancelot.


    The final defence and hope for mankind, but like Icarus, the sun melted his wax wings.


    That sun''s name was: "ARTHUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


    His pained cry echoed., the blood oozing from his bloody throat, countless blades and shards lodged into his innards, as the word became dark, hazy and silent.


    Only the mocking smirk of Arthur remained in his eyes.


    -


    Suddenly the world turned black; there were no flames of death and destruction, no broken throne or bloody mass of corpses.


    He was alone once again.


    Lancelot only had the darkness, born to a whore and without a father; he was abandoned and could only survive because of the Lord''s Program.


    Now in this darkness, a strange voice began to speak.


    [If given a second chance, to change everything and relive your life again...]


    "There is no reason to ask this stupid question, of course!"


    [What if you lost everything that was you, justice, humanity, kindness?]


    "If I can stop Arthur and that bitch of a goddess, I would even give my soul my existence!"


    His tired body struggled forward like chains wrapped around him. He would never surrender to this darkness; if there were a way to move forward, he would do so!


    ''I can feel the abyss calling me! Someone, something needs me!''


    There must be a way, some hope!


    Towards the raspy voice


    Towards that dark abyss


    Towards a new future!


    When he arrived at the centre of the black light, a strange sensation of bliss and anger washed over him.


    A huge tomb-like chest with thick bars and locks, but beside him was a large axe.


    Lancelot didn''t care, as he grabbed the axe and began to hack at the chains; he wanted a path, then he would make a path.


    Nobody would stop him! Not even the goddess of light!


    The moment his axe broke through the chains, a slight feminine moan sounded before a delicious and sweet aroma penetrated his nose.


    He felt something caress his hair gently like he always dreamed his mother would do.


    ''It feels like a comb that''s slowly, gently sliding through my memories and existence... soothing yet torturing me at the same time...''


    Lancelot watched the memories of his past life, from when his mother died, and he was thrown away as his mother''s relatives refused him at a young age.


    ''Selfish bastards...''


    Like it waited for him to feel this way, the voice asked him to choose.


    [So you would Accept?]


    "I must accept!"


    "I must stand tall!"


    "I must not break!"


    "Because..."


    "I am the last Lord of humanity!"


    "Nay Lancelot..."


    The strange voice became soft, sultry and feminine as a dark throne appeared in his sight, a woman was seated on the throne, but he could not see her figure.


    Her arms opened wide, a large bosom swaying as dark purple lights began to illuminate the abyss.


    Lancelot felt his member growing, unable to stop himself from becoming aroused, bewitched by her aura.


    He wanted that woman, that figure to become his.


    ''I want her... Who is she? I don''t care. She will be mine!''


    Alas, his mind became distant before he could ask even her name.


    "You are my king..."


    "The King of demons!"


    -


    "WHO ARE YOU!?" His youthful but angry voice resounded.


    He desperately wanted to know who the woman was, but there was no more void; instead, he was surrounded by young-looking human students. Their ages were 18-19 at most, looking at Lancelot with strange gazes.


    ''What''s going on!?''


    Lancelot looked down at his body; no muscles, a strange black and gold uniform just like the lord academy issued to first years. S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''No way...''


    His eyes watched the door as a beautiful woman with a voluptuous body entered the room, her low-cut top showing her delicious cleavage as her hips swayed slowly.


    Still, her eyes fixated upon Lancelot, who stood up. She gave him a flirtatious wink before she addressed the rest of the class.


    "Now, my beloved students! Today is the day you all become Lords~ for the sake of humanity! Are you excited!?"


    Lancelot was shocked, his heart racing as he felt his body for any strange items, needles that might contain drugs, anything to prove this was an illusion or dream.


    ''That voice... It was real!?''

 Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Lancelot The Loser

    "Hahaha, did you hear the loser shout today?""I know; what kind of stupid dream was he having? Damn, how did the school let an orphan into the elite academy in the first place?"


    "Who knows... but let''s be quiet; soon we will see what kind of a joke his [Main Troop] will be, maybe goblins or Imps, haha!"


    The hallway towards the hall was filled with his classmate''s gossip.


    Currently, it meant nothing to Lancelot.


    A mere scar, a forgotten page in his pathetic diary that no longer mattered.


    This tended to give him a little abuse because he was a student accepted with a scholarship rather than because of his family''s power and nobility.


    However, most of these people would die within a year, and he no longer cared about his upbringing and situation; the kind lady at the orphanage was his mother; that was all Lancelot needed.


    ''She suffered because of my stupid broody attitude, then when I was sent away for the exam... Mother died before I could apologise.''


    "In this life, I won''t make you sad... Mother."


    Today they would get their first units, and Lancelot would only get the most basic goblins; despite this, he survived to the end, as goblins were just like him at the start.


    Weak, but able to adapt and suffer any adversity.


    He brushed his fingers through his silver hair, thinking it was time to trim it.


    Many of his classmates hated him because of his messy hair covering most of his face and poor clothes.


    ''Why was I so ashamed of my eyes? When mother... praised them as beautiful?''


    Slowly, they fumbled along the dull hallway with a grey floor and white walls, some old signs with cursive writing for each room, and unclear directions.


    It didn''t take long for them to arrive at the huge arena where everything would begin.


    A huge oval around 2 miles long and a mile wide with a huge monolith in the centre with countless words written in an alien language.


    This was humanity''s only defence against the invading monsters and creatures.


    Lancelot ignored his classmates talking about him, instead being calm and quiet and making his plans for the future, as time was of the essence for him and those he wanted to contact and help protect.


    His eyes watched a beautiful girl''s face, with long black hair and pretty blue eyes that watched the arena with focused eyes, cheeks like porcelain, with soft pink lips slightly parted as the sunlight illuminated her lovely visage.


    Suddenly, she turned to face him, and as their eyes met for a moment, Lancelot felt the world seemed to freeze.


    ''Guinevere...''


    A woman that would soon become the fianc¨¦ of his most hated enemy would be cast away by the same man when he betrayed humanity.


    It might have been the last moments of his former feelings that were in love with her at this time, but they faded.


    He remembered the humiliation this woman caused him when his troops were announced, as she crushed him in the new student duel when matched against him.


    ''I do not hold a grudge against you, Guinevere; I will only save you because your troops can kill those demons.''


    Immediately after he turned away, the arena began filling with the female students'' cheers as a group of handsome boys and girls stepped onto the huge stage.


    A massive projection created with a mixture of magic and science showed them up close to people high in the stands.


    ''Arthur!''


    Lancelot grits his teeth, almost clenching his fist enough to make his palms bleed, as the girls beside him cheer at the handsome male with blonde hair and blue eyes, carrying his signature Excalibur on his waist.


    The blood boiled in his chest, causing his breathing to grow ragged, his hidden face red with veins popping out of his forehead.


    ''I will kill you!''


    "Oh my god! It''s him!" A pretty girl shouted and shrieked, seeing a tall male with blonde hair walking past; his white robe and black pants showed he was a member of the second year''s elite class.


    "I heard he managed to clear a trial at 19! A historic feat!"


    "His troops are the mounted knights of Camelot!"


    "Ah~ I want to become his sword maiden... Lady Guinevere is so lucky..."


    The elite class quickly sat beside the front of the stage, their eyes arrogant but their strength enough to back it up.


    A sudden trumpet and orchestric melody caused everyone to quiet down, the symphony of their nation and kingdom that once fell into ruin but rose again.


    Slowly after the melody ended, an elderly male stood at the centre of the stage, where the monolith stood and began to speak to the students, his voice stern, old but filled with a regal tone.


    "Dear students, it is my pleasure and honour to greet you all here for another year and another selection event!"


    The crowd began to howl and chant.


    "My name is Professor Merlin Emrys, the headmaster and your future guide in our fight against the Chaos that ails our world!"


    Many new students became awed as a brilliant light shone from the headmaster''s palm, while Lancelot remained calm, as the nostalgic summoning of troops into the real world caused his heart to beat faster.


    "Please greet my most trusted knight. Mordred."


    Boom!


    A brilliant flash of white and red exploded before a huge knight clad in black armour and a huge axe hanging from his back appeared from nowhere, the sheer appearance of the man causing the entire arena to feel the weight of his aura.


    "Mordred, don''t scare the new students; give them a dance."


    Following his soft words, the knight shrugged his shoulders before performing a comical barn dance, rattling armour and stiff movements allowing the students to feel at ease.


    ''I remember feeling scared of this knight, haha... Never did I get to enjoy this fun dance.'' Lancelot thought, a rare smile showing under his long silver hair.


    The dance ended as Merlin let him return to the abyss.


    A place that humanity knew nothing about neither did the dwarves or elves.


    "Now then, because you have been training your body and minds from 12-13 and the odd genius among you even younger. But, do you know why you trained so hard, the sleepless nights and long, arduous days?"


    His eyes looked around, magic dancing around his arms as he moved them like a conductor.


    "That is... To become Lord''s, to summon beings from another realm, a distant plane of existence to serve you! The highest honour one can receive in this current world!"


    "All... For one purpose."


    Merlin on the stage paced around the stage, his movements fluid as if he was floating, looking at all four sides of the arena before he continued.


    "To Defeat the Chaos."


    "What is Chaos...? You might ask."


    With a flick of his fingers, the arena showed a beautiful forest, slowly being devoured by strange black energy, rotting and mutating the land as monsters and strange creatures began to appear in the dancing mystical image.


    "The Chaos is unknown, slowly eating away at our world... Our only way of fighting back is these mythical existences and troops; for some reason, only they can penetrate the veil that protects the demons who live in the chaotic abyss."


    He became solemn, looking at the monolith with millions, if not more, names as they slowly scrolled and changed.


    "No, everyone can become a lord, and not everyone who becomes a lord can fight against Chaos."


    "Fear."


    "Corruption."


    "Betrayal."


    "The chaotic energies of the land of Avalon that lingers in a plain between our world and theirs slowly corrupts those with a weak mind or those filled with greed..."


    "Students, from the moment you become a Lord, you might enjoy preferential treatment, noble titles and countless beautiful men and women who seek your hand in marriage..."


    Lancelot listened; he forgot most of this speech in his last life, now his second time he understood...


    Understood too well the truths and sorrow in Professor Merlin''s voice.


    One of the few heroes Lancelot still worshipped and placed his trust in.


    ''These kids don''t understand, still thinking it''s a game...''


    "However, from the moment you become Lord''s, your lives are no longer your own, but those that should be dedicated to our glorious kingdom for the greater good of humanity."


    "Honour."


    "Wealth."


    "Love."


    "These are worthless if you are to die to the chaotic demons that await you in Avalon."


    Suddenly a younger woman dashed over, taking the microphone from Professor Merlin before she looked around and spoke with a clear, beautiful voice like a spring breeze or a cold mountain lake.


    ''Teacher... Evaine...''


    A momentary tremble in his heart towards the beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure and beauty spot below her eye; she was the one woman who tried to protect and save the students and Lancelot to her last breath.


    Also, the lover of Lancelot after the world collapsed.


    ''You alone... will never suffer...'' His hands were now grasping the stone armrest.


    He crushed the stone as if it was mere clay, as their eyes locked onto each other, and she called something out several times.


    The boy beside Lancelot tapped his shoulder, a ginger lad with freckles but a sunny grin; his name was Bryan if he remembered right.


    "Lancelot... They are calling you up... it''s your time to become a lord, congratulations!"


    "Eh?"


    "Lancelot du Lac! Come to the stage this instant or be forever banished!" Evaine''s angry voice sounded lovely to him, like the whispers of love they shared in the dark days.


    "Look...it''s the loser..."


    "Ah, the one who is obsessed with Lady Guinevere."


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    Lancelot ignored their words as he gracefully dashed down the stairs, his graceful movements far beyond that of a mere student of 10 years.


    He also felt strange, the sensation of his body, the muscles under his clothes...


    They were beyond him, even in his past life!


    Like a flying angel, he leapt onto the stage, his body pressing against Evaine, his arm wrapping around her waist, with an extremely handsome face appearing as the wind blew his hair away for the first time in 10 years.


    "!!!"


    "Lancelot, was that handsome!?" One of the girls shrieked.


    Suddenly, the chanting of Lancelot the loser quickly died out, instead replaced with many of the lesser noble women wishing to know him better.


    "Hands off me, obscene knave!" Evaine''s hands tapped him away, her face slightly red as her blonde hair swayed in the breeze.


    "Forgive me, beautiful teacher; I apologise for being slow to awaken from the enchanting allure of your ever-bewitching emerald eyes."


    Lancelot didn''t give the beautiful woman more than 10 years his senior a chance to respond as he jogged forward, placing a hand on the huge orb before the monolith.


    ''Goblin, Imp... I don''t care! Let''s rise to the top and crush the demons!''


    [Oh~ my dearest knight, beloved King, your troops not be so tasteless.]


    [Call my name, for I am thy queen!]


    The wind began to rage, the monolith shuddering, as a whirl of magic began to spiral around Lancelot''s body, this was the precursor to the summoning ritual of the Lord''s first unit.


    A special unit that would stay with them until death.


    A unit that could never be replaced or copied.


    A haunting but beautiful melody with an enchanting chorus began to play in his mind.


    Normally, people would use the standard summoning verse; however, the moment Lancelot went to sing those lines, something in his mind was jolted.


    The melody inside his mind was not the dedication to the King but rather


    "Ode to my beloved Queen"

 Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Ode To My Beloved Queen

    Lancelot stood in the centre of the arena; his arms suddenly spread wide a mixture of silver and pink energy began to swirl around his body, crackling with a heavy pressure that even Merlin felt a sense of terror.His silver hair blew back, windswept, as his beautiful eyes shimmered, a piercing grey before they closed, a look of serenity on his face.


    The entire arena was silent, only the slight shuffling of women and girls trying to see this handsome, ethereal male.


    All curious about HOW he could hide such good looks for so long; however, several women looked guilty and angry.


    Like their special secret was now lost.


    In the next moment, their hearts, minds and souls were stolen as his deep and charming voice echoed; the solemn but gripping song was melodic and romantic, and the entire arena began to crackle with the huge pressure.


    Ode to my beloved Succubus Queen,


    In twilight''s grasp, your allure seen.


    A mortal man, enthralled by your art,


    Devoted to you, body and heart.


    His arms began to move as if in a dance with an invisible beauty as his body danced around the arena, oblivious to others.


    As his song, his proposal continued.


    Dark desires intertwine, our destinies entwined,


    In your seduction, my soul refined.


    I, the mortal king, your faithful devotee,


    Ensnared in your charm, bound eternally.


    Through the night''s embrace, your essence burns,


    A temptress fair, each passion yearns.


    Your gaze, a spell, draws me near,


    Lost in the depths of desire and fear.


    With lips of crimson, you whisper your plea,


    A succubus'' touch, you offer me.


    In shadows, we dance, an eternal duet,


    Where pleasure and pain together beget.


    The song began to change, becoming more passionate as his hips and body danced a more sensual and sexy dance, like a fiery tango mixed with the passionate salsa, causing many girls to feel a sense of attraction alluded to his body.


    In the realm of dreams, we entwine,


    In your embrace, divine and malign.


    In your embrace, I find my release,


    A union forbade a love without peace.


    For you, my Queen, I''d surrender my will,


    To quench the longing, my heart''s fiery thrill.


    Together we''ll wander, a duality''s reign,


    In the depths of darkness, love''s bittersweet stain.


    Dark desires intertwine, our destinies entwined,


    In your seduction, my soul refined.


    I, the mortal king, your faithful devotee,


    Ensnared in your charm, bound eternally.


    Once again, he repeated the chorus, some even swaying along to the melody, while the teachers were more focused on the huge pattern now painted on the ground, a strange summoning symbol.


    Unlike a normal commander, she felt very dark, sensual and alluring.


    In the night''s embrace, our passion shall rise,


    The Succubus Queen and her mortal prize.


    Forever united, in love''s twisted embrace,


    A symphony of darkness, our souls interlace.


    Lancelot stopped his song momentarily, a pink and silver light dancing around his body, entwining, twirling around as if resembling the mortal king and the succubus queen in their dance against destiny.


    ''Now, I need to summon my troop...!'' He thought as the back of his right hand began to glow with pink light, feeling his chest tighten; his heart''s racing sounded in his ears while he struggled to breathe.


    ''I know not who you are or your desires for me. But I will sing for you... She who makes my heart feel free!''


    The swirling lines of silver and pink began to pulsate around him, forming a beautiful summoning symbol that covered his entire body.


    Something unheard of as many of the "elite" looks at him with jealous faces.


    Evaine watched as the boy who teased her no, the man.


    His eyes, those verses, and the serious face he showed caused her to feel a tight sensation in her chest.


    As if she might lose something important if she didn''t take action.


    She stood frozen in the centre of the summoning circle, watching the beautiful Lancelot with her heart throbbing, unable to move.


    In the stands, Lady Guinevere''s eyes were no longer dismissive, looking upon the world as if there was no colour or meaning to be alive.


    Her beautiful blue eyes shimmered like aquamarines as she watched Lancelots dance, her heart feeling excited.


    "What will you summon... My handsome knight?" She muttered as her maids were too busy to hear her words and report them to her father.


    Lancelot stepped forward, his body exuding a magical sensation as if fairy dust was fluttering from his body, as he approached Evaine with graceful steps.


    "Forgive me, maiden; I must pay the toll to summon my lady."


    Evaine just nodded, her eyes watching his soft, red lips before he suddenly stood before her, a head taller, before he dipped her slowly into a ballroom-like dance position as they circled the room.


    "Dance with me, instructor," Lancelot said with a grin.


    Evaine felt her heart beating erratically, wondering if it was because she was afraid of getting dizzy or because of his sudden gallant dance before she closed her eyes and let her body move in rhythm with him.


    Their bodies were covered in brilliant lights, silver for Lancelot as it was powerful, rampant and enveloped the pink and blue lights resembling Evaine and the succubus queen.


    Once again, he began to chant his wondrous sound, the words and melody like magic, melting Evaines brain as she pressed against him in their enchanting dance.


    She felt Captivated because his grey eyes were staring at her.


    With a slight blue glow surrounding his charming eyes, Evaine forgot this song was for his summoning ritual. Instead, she felt he was courting her.


    With incantations whispered low,


    I summon thee, my love, to show.


    Through ancient rites, our worlds collide,


    In this sacred union, let us reside.


    As the verses cease, the ritual complete,


    I beckon thee, my Succubus, to meet.


    In shadows deep, our souls entwine,


    Bound by love''s enchantment, forever thine.


    His lips touched hers gently, her mouth trembling as his warmth and taste were a heavenly sin, the thrill she felt making her feel hot and tingly in her spine.


    Illusions of lust and affection were her last fleeting thoughts that flickered through her head before being torn from Lancelot''s embrace.


    Her head spinning as she felt her vision fade away.


    A burst of pink blossoms exploded from the arena, blocking all who watched. Even Merlin''s keen eyes saw nothing but the pink mist and beautiful flowers.


    Inside...


    A beautiful woman embraced Lancelot; her body was tall with soft skin, eyes golden like the morning sun.


    Her hair was long, glossy and thick as the purple strands glistened in the pink mist, as two horns sprouted from her head.


    Lancelot couldn''t help but be captivated, by her wondrous white feathered wings, like an angel, yet her red lips alluring like a devil.


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    She wore a black dress with grace and allure and a cute crown atop her horned head.


    "Such a wonderful summoning, my beloved King."


    "I am Morgana, the lady of darkness. Your future Queen and the ruler of all Succubi."


    "Kiss me and seal our pact."


    Lancelot wanted to scream, but he couldn''t speak a word, just gazing into her golden eyes.


    The devil smiled gracefully, eyes twinkling with mischief as she stepped closer, her plump chest barely covered by the thin fabric.


    Morgana giggled sensually, pressing her bust against Lancelot''s chest, filling his body with a strange burst of energy and power.


    His muscles began to wriggle, and with each moment, he could feel unbearable pain, but he bit his lips because he felt that this was improving his body...


    He could feel his body changing...


    "Please, Kiss me, my King, accept my love."


    Lancelot felt something inside him burn with passion and lust, the feeling of ecstasy almost making him crazy.


    He suddenly felt Morgana''s hot tongue entering his mouth, kissing him fervently as she wrapped him in her white wings, a strange feeling as if something was pouring into his body, yet it didn''t feel wrong, but pleasant and joyous.


    And then he felt her soft breast through the fabric, arousing him more and more, moaning in the kiss as her tongue ravished his own.


    Lancelot could no longer differentiate his pleasure from the pain of the transformation, but it still felt good as his body grew and transformed,


    Morgana''s sweet voice echoed in his mind.


    [I am...now eternally yours...]


    The world became hazy as the woman continued to kiss him, and then his world drowned in the woman''s voice, and the feeling of her hot flesh, their tongues dancing, and they were one...


    Suddenly, everything scattered, and all that remained were the pink blossoms.


    His body felt more powerful, and his arms and muscles obeyed his commands instantly.


    She was now standing before him, a smaller version of the woman that enchanted him, like a 19-year-old version of her.


    "Forgive me... My power is only able to give you this much..." She said apologetically as her delicate fingers stroked his cheeks.


    On the back of her left hand was a pair of swords and a black throne, similar to his Lord mark from the last life... but only one sword appeared in that life.


    In contrast, on his hand was a cute little image of Morgana, with two cute wings and her soft red lips blowing him a kiss.


    "Morgana."


    He called her name before kissing her soft lips, embracing her tightly. They embraced each other, feeling their bodies merge and their hearts beat in unison.


    Lancelot could feel it as their lips parted, her cute face looking at him dazedly.


    If he were to die, so would she and the same if she were to die.


    They were completely linked.


    But he couldn''t understand why.

 Chapter 4: Chapter 4: Beginners Trial - Nightmare Difficulty!

    Lancelot''s body felt a strange burst of energy as the arena finally cleared, the beautiful Morgana now floating around his body before she pressed her belly against his shoulder, flapping her white wings gently.''She is so soft and warm, I can barely feel her weight... despite those wonderful mountains of...''


    Her breasts rested over his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his chest like a lover.


    [Oh my~ do you like mommy''s big honkers? Do you want to suckle on her pink nipples?]


    ''!!!''


    He was stunned by the fact she could hear him, so distracted that he missed the worlds of Evaine as she passed a slightly rusty black gauntlet to him.


    This gauntlet would slowly evolve and improve as the Lord did, starting at the lowest rank.


    Some countries used the letter classification, meaning he was a G-Rank Lord, while his country used the colour system.


    Rusted Black: G-Rank


    Black: F-Rank


    Polished Black: E-Rank


    Rusted Silver: D-Rank


    Silver: C-Rank


    Polished Silver: B-Rank


    The ranks above differed depending on the lord type, but most chose the Platinum into Mythril colours, while others might choose Moonsteel into Starsteel.


    However, both did the same thing. One specialised in Martial combat while the other in Magical combat.


    "Lancelot, are you alright? Please take the gauntlet and enter the trial grounds. You have 2 hours to complete the test. Otherwise, you will be demoted to a lower-class Lordship Academy."


    Lancelot was momentarily taken aback by the gentle voice of his sexy teacher; remember, the time they spent in bed together was a little awkward as his left hand slipped inside the gauntlet, hiding his succubus marking.


    "Ugh..."


    [So you love older women with large breasts, oh my~ weren''t we perfect for each other? I love huge cocks!]


    The succubus queen said as Morgana''s hand slipped down his body; it was like nobody else could see her, as she even reached inside and then showed a satisfied grin.


    [Umu~ the best I''ve seen! You pass; this queen will treat you well!]


    A sudden jolt of lightning shot down his arm into his hand as he felt the marking burning, slowly merging with the gauntlet, as it started to engrave itself on the back of his gauntlet.


    ''Can I evaluate your breasts the same?''


    [Fufu~ I''ll bite your little fingers off!]


    ''Shameless.''


    [This queen is allowed to be~ oh my, maybe you can watch me shower? Fufu.]


    Before he could complain more, a burst of pink and purple light flickered from his left hand before a strange sheet of paper was created with various information.


    ''So this is the fabled Lord Parchment?''


    Only the Lord could see what was written on the parchment unless he wished to share the information; slowly, he checked it and felt confident it was correct. However, some things were far more inflated than he thought.


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 1


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 100%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 0%


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 2


    Agility: 3


    Stamina: 2


    Endurance: 1


    Intelligence: 1


    Wisdom: 1


    Charisma: 6


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 1


    Irregular Parry/Guard - Rank 1


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 1


    Blade Dance - Rank 1


    -> Magic <-


    None


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3


    Rank: F+ (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare,


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Morgana''s Thoughts: "This boy''s cock is really good, both girth and length¡­ I have to keep him believing I have lots of experience and have him help me regain my freedom!"


    -


    He felt great that his attributes were above the basic level of most human lords until they reached the second stage of evolution. Lancelot thought it was left out because he didn''t enter Avalon yet.


    ''Let''s enter the trial gateway; Evaine looks angry, and this witch is too cheeky.''


    [This queen will spank your little ass boy!]


    ''Yeah yeah.''


    Lancelot gave Evaine a wink as he strolled towards the gateway, its strange blue surface rippling, a strange vision appearing on the opposite side.


    "Will he take the easy portal? It seems his summon was weak, a mere succubus." Merlin pondered, watching as Lancelot watched the three gateways.


    A blue gate for the novice trial, meaning you could get a C-Rank at best for clearing


    A Purple gate for the intermediate trail would grant you a B-Rank at best upon clearance.


    A Red gate, crackling with dark lightning, horrifying screams and cries as even the visuals inside are unclear, this portal was ranked "nightmare" level and could grant up to an S Rank.


    "He will take novice; look at his cheap clothing; how can a mere scholarship student have the tools even to compete? He doesn''t even have his weapons!"


    A blonde male wearing silver armour with a polished silver gauntlet watching the arena spat out, denying Merlin''s thoughts.


    "I don''t know~ this boy is really attractive; maybe he will have his little slut fuck the monsters to get through? Haha, intermediate is as far as he gets."


    Joked a pretty woman with orange hair and a tartan dress, wearing a Silver gauntlet on her hand, as she ate a red apple with a smile.


    ''Morgana.''


    [Mmmm, what''s wrong? Are you going to apologise to Mommy?]


    ''Never, I want to touch your tits. What is to apologise for? How far can we go? You know my mind, my current prowess.''


    ''How far can I trust you?''


    He stepped back, looking at the crowd that slowly began to chant, causing his heart to stir.


    In his past life, it was never this grand, he was insulted and mocked for having a goblin summon, but the brief image of Morgana seemed to have stopped their mockery.


    Succubi were still weak physically, but their magic was extremely strong, even more for the higher-level bloodlines.


    [Take the red gate, if you pass, I will kiss you and grant you one of my secret abilities]


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    [It will allow you to improve even without joining the battlefield of Avalon!]


    ''Alright then, can you not help me make weapons or something? You are a magic-type summon, right?''


    [Oh my~ what are you going to do for me then? Cunnilingus?]


    ''Whatever, give me a pair of dual broadswords, around 95cm long, with long handles and hand guards.''


    [Hmph~ no fun! Fufu~ when we enter, I''ll make some for you, with mommy''s extra loving touch.]


    Lancelot stepped forward, his choice causing the crowd to become silent; in desperation, Evaine tried to chase after him.


    "L-Lancelot! Don''t...!"


    Yet the moment his body entered the gateway, they were wrapped in black chains, quickly sealing themselves.


    Another woman''s eyes began to glow and focus on the fading visage of Lancelot, the Lady Guinevere, who opened her soft pink lips with a slight smile.


    Something the ladies had not seen since she was forced to be engaged to Arthur by her father.


    "Interesting boy... I want to know him more..."


    Her words were barely heard by the male guard a slight distance away, gritting his teeth and slowly pivoting his head towards the dashing Arthur, wondering if he should inform him of these words and smile from his future wife.


    Merlin watched the red gateway, stroking his slight grey beard with a slight smirk, looking at the other people besides him, the academy tutors who all doubted.


    He changed his mind.


    "I think he can do it; how about we all make a friendly bet? Hehe~."


    The scheming smile of the old man causes them to feel aggravated. He wondered why this old man suddenly voted for the poor boy.


    Instead, they all began slamming their item bag with countless treasures and coins down.


    "Let''s bet!"


    "You''re on, old man!"


    "Damn, the perverted old guy has dementia!"


    While on the stage, Evaine watched the portal with one arm still outstretched as she felt a strange feeling in her chest.


    "Please come back, don''t die... Lancelot... If you do, I''ll think about eating that meal together..."


    The other dangerous thing about the nightmare portal was, as Evaine worried. Anyone who entered had to pass, wait for a timeout of 2 hours, or they would die, but she had no time to worry.


    The image of the handsome Lancelot wielding two swords with his hair swept back, showing his extremely handsome face, with piercing grey eyes watching the distance on the four sides of the huge screen.


    This was a projection of the trial, everyone watching him step forward, his body enveloped by a floating succubus with a voluptuous body and charming smile.

 Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Goodbye Past Self~

    The trials were a sort of academy-managed test run of Avalon, where they could control the type of encounter and split them into different categories.Gauntlet - Fight a set of battles with a miniboss at the end.


    Brawl - Fight one group with a boss.


    Gather - Search for items needed while avoiding or crushing the enemy.


    Aegis - Defend a certain object or person for a set time.


    Showdown - A mixture of Gauntlet and Brawl, with a series of difficult battles with high rewards and one difficult boss as the final enemy.


    There were more, but those were only found in the real Avalon when you uncover the right relic or zones that offered them.


    Lancelot stood with a straight spine, spinning the swords around his hands, swiping, slashing and stabbing to get used to their weight and counterforce.


    He liked that the pommels were different; one was a lion which he used in his dominant right hand the other was a wolf, used in his left.


    Not only were their pommels different.


    The left blade was thicker with a sharp curved blade, while the right blade was straight and thin with a sharp pointed tip.


    [Oh? You seem to like my little presents~ Mommy wants a kiss in return; give me your thick vitality!]


    His shoulders rolled back, enjoying the sensation of his muscles relaxing while observing the surroundings, ignoring the sultry succubus wrapped around him, fluttering her wings.


    Lancelot felt prickly heat biting at his skin, hurting him as he stood still, observing the area.


    The walls were dark, with thick fissures and cracks with black embers billowing, thick tar oozing from the gaps into the murky dirt floor.


    Ahead were two rooms, one to the left and one to the right, with a sealed door in the centre.


    For some reason, the two doors were crude, with a simple rock formation with poor runes.


    However, the central door was pristine, like it was crafted by master dwarfs, with beautiful golden runes inlaid into a wonderful black stone archway, with a pure white door untouched by the heat and dirt.


    He could hear skittering like several feet tapping the ground while focusing his ears.


    ''It must be a fire-type dungeon, not a gauntlet or brawl... There isn''t something to protect, so it''s not an Aegis type either.''


    "Fuck it''s a showdown..." He sighed, tapping his blades together, causing a brilliant spark of light.


    [Are you sure you can win? The enemies are really strong, you know? I would die in like two hits.]


    ''Can''t you just fuck them to death?''


    [This Queen has taste! Her legs open only for the best, most high-quality men!]


    He somehow felt disappointment and slight joy at the same time.


    If the succubus he summoned was a slut that would probably be a little uncomfortable for him.


    Yet, the fact she was so annoying and a virgin irritated him.


    However, he would be the big man and ignore this.


    His white shirt blew from the strange cavern breeze, while the scent of her natural perfume seemed to keep him calm and help clear his mind.


    "What can you do for me?"


    [I can give you oral... if you''re a good boy, my ass is...] S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I mean in battle! Also, why can''t you speak with your mouth?"


    [If I spoke now, you''d spurt your thick white cream in your pants instantly, then become addicted to the pleasure of my captivating voice~]


    [I am a succubus Queen, after all!]


    The voice in his mind seemed more regal and majestic for the last sentence; rather, the sentence before was rather vulgar.


    He didn''t want to waste time and approached the patrolling arachnid-like creature.


    It had eight eyes and countless legs, but it seemed more like a scorpion with a long stinger on its long, segmented tail.


    [I can use Charm to stun and daze several enemies for around 5 seconds momentarily, but the monster in here might only last 2 seconds.]


    [my rank and level are tied to you now.]


    [Mesmerise controls one enemy for up to 20 minutes, depending on their grade, thankfully, it doesn''t matter if my true grade has been locked.]


    "I see.." Lancelot''s feet were light like birds fluttering across a pond''s surface, grabbing the fish with their feet.


    His muscles began to tighten and loosen along with each of his memories, still unable to completely adjust to a body far superior to his old one at the moment of his death.


    ''I''ve been completely remade...''


    [I told you when we met...]


    ''Yeah, yeah, you did. But I am no demon king.''


    [Not yet...]


    Lancelot''s body suddenly dashed forward.


    His swords lowered beside him as he lunged at the unaware arachnid, its black carapace easily deflecting his blade''s piercing thrust.


    With focused eyes, he watched the monster''s sharp pincers swipe towards him, forcing Lancelot to spin himself like a turning top, holding both blades parallel to his body.


    Each blow created brilliant silver sparks as the huge arachnid began to stumble back.


    A strange pink mist pulsating over its face stopped its movements.


    [Go for the weak spot between its neck and chestpiece]


    ''So even with these skills, I cannot fully break the barrier of quality and level.''


    Like a supporting call, her voice was inspiring as he pivoted on his right foot, tightening his thighs before swiping across the exposed fleshy part with his left blade, then with a complete spin.


    He used the momentum to thrust the right blade''s sharp tip into the monster''s throat with a brutal piercing blow.


    Blood and flesh sprayed from the wound as it covered his body.


    A brilliant glow of silver light streamed from the arachnid''s body and filled Lancelot with a strange, uplifting feeling.


    The pleasure caused his lips to release a low growl, as he wasn''t prepared for this.


    ''Why didn''t they tell us about this!?''


    ''It''s like I''m having sex!?''


    Although this wasn''t the first time he''d gained experience from killing a monster.


    It was just the first time he killed someone with such a high yield, with him being weak and more powerful than he thought.


    [Eh!?]


    He noticed the same white glow would then filter through his body, a small part entering the body of Morgana.


    Only a fraction of his as she showed a slight blush of her cheeks but maintained her dignity.


    [You look so cute, that little moan and your expanded crotch... Fufu~ want Mommy to kiss it better?]


    ''The difference in light shows just how great the disparity between our levels...''


    Lancelot realised how powerful his summoned Commander was, causing him to smile wryly.


    ->Experience: 83%


    ->Summon Drive: 25%


    ''Not enough for a level, but very close... I can feel my insides like a cup of ale close to the rim!''


    He shook his head before the entire aura of his body and face changed, the smile on his lips faded, and his eyes narrowed with a vicious look.


    ''That''s enough; no more need to act like a naive boy.''


    [Finally, I will follow you to the end, Lancelot.]


    "Morgana, let''s hunt." His voice was strangely commanding as if channelling his past self, no longer acting like the young him.


    [At your will, my king.]

 Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Lancelot du Lac [1]

    [To the left!]Lancelot''s right arm thrust towards his left, the sharp point stabbing the arachnid''s eye with a loud pop before disgusting blue juices burst everywhere.


    ''Good girl.'' He complimented Morgana.


    His body moved like the flowing tides, dodging a pincer, using the back of his left blade to parry the fierce lunge of another''s sharp tail.


    He could feel himself becoming one with the air and his swords.


    A serene face that seemed stressed and pressured slowly began to form a faint smile, his eyes narrow and relaxed as if flirting with a maiden.


    Clang!


    His exceedingly graceful expertise slowly carved the strong carapace of the enemies.


    [Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 1 -> 2]


    [Irregular Parry/Guard -> Irregular Defence - Rank 2]


    ''It feels nice; my old wounds are gone. I have no burdens to feel.''


    ''Simply dancing with my swords, culling the enemy!''


    [You seem so happy and captivating when you wield those swords.]


    Lancelot was fighting three of the basic scorpion-type Arachne that were present in the dungeon.


    ''Then try not to fall in love with me.''


    Morgana''s body lifted from his shoulders, her golden eyes watching him with amusement.


    A man she chose in a moment of despair, yet he was so amusing and beyond her initial thoughts.


    [(To think you didn''t revert to a stupid teen again, or wallow in self loathing.)]


    [How much do you love the sword!?]


    Clang!


    Once more, his body twirled like a tornado, the whirlwind slash now used for offence and defensive manoeuvres.


    Lancelot didn''t reply to her voice; instead, his swords began to vibrate.


    Like they were singing out in joy.


    Whether it was his touch, the gentle movements of his fingers, or the stylish way he flicked his wrist to divert the brunt of the damage away from the blades.


    ''I love the sword more than life itself.''


    ''And the sword loves me!''


    Morgana smiled as she lifted her hands, weakening the enemies, using her charm to keep them stunned and dazed in a rotation.


    She wanted to use her Mesmerise, but Lancelot asked her to allow him this time to adjust himself, to change his swordplay to suit his new body and its high specs.


    Woosh!


    Another sharp leg slashed across his face, forcing Lancelot to jump backwards, twisting in the air before landing with unsteady feet.


    He took several steps to adjust.


    "My power is much higher, agility nearly doubled..." He mumbled.


    Before switching his swords, the sharp pointed blade held in his left, the wide curved blade in his right hand.


    "A slash gains more from strength, stab from finesse..."


    Boom!


    Morgana gasped at his movement.


    At the last moment before, the arachnid''s foot slammed down and penetrated his chest.


    His body lunged forward.


    The curved blade slid across its sleek black leg with brilliant sparks before his body rotated in a full circle, decapitating the scorpion''s head with a brutal slash and stab.


    ''Morgana, burn them with your Shadow Flare, then mesmerise the large red arachnid approaching from the northwest.''


    [!!!]


    Before she could even protest, her hands began to glow with a black flame, spiralling as if in rhythm with Lancelot''s dancing body.


    Her flame exploded from her hands like a flamethrower, burning down the two heavily injured Arachnids and melting their bodies into dust.


    A succubi''s flame damaged the soul directly with low body damage.


    When she turned to the northwest, two huge scorpions appeared.


    One red, the other blue.


    Morgana followed his command despite being slightly annoyed, but she couldn''t stop the strange throbbing of her heart when his deep voice ordered her around with such confidence.


    [(An experienced man is great!)]


    "Phew... Haa...Haa... Stamina is still good after two battles." Lancelot whispered to himself the two huge scorpions were the mid-bosses before he could clear the trial.


    ''If I didn''t have my improved body, memories, and skills, the basic scorpions would kill me.''


    ''Even now, I have so much to learn...''


    ''It thrills me that my limit isn''t here!''


    He began to stretch his muscles, waiting for the essence of the dead scorpions to start entering his body.


    ''Get them to fight, but don''t injure blue scorpion. I want to test my limits.''


    [...]


    ''Also, great work Morgana; I am glad you are my summoned commander.''


    [!!!]


    Her beautiful golden eyes shone with a mysterious light, the dark sclera enchanting as the red scorpion was fascinated for several moments.


    The pair were charging towards Morgana and Lancelot, their heavy feet clanging against the ground as the sharp tips dug into the soil.


    Lancelot didn''t worry she would fail; he had trusted mere goblins.


    Why doubt his queen?


    As he believed, the red scorpion''s body stopped moving momentarily before its stinger and pincers grabbed the blue scorpion.


    Suddenly the strange light began to pour into his body, causing him to let out a pleasant sigh.


    Now he wasn''t letting his past self affect him; there was no embarrassing moan, but the pleasant feeling of his body improving was divine.


    He felt the sound of two huge scorpions clashing in the background was a wonderful soundtrack to his first level-up in this life.


    ''I will reach the top, then surpass even that!'' S§×ar?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ->Experience: 100% [LEVEL UP!]


    ->Summon Drive: 75%


    His body began to crack and make strange sounds as his veins filled with surging blood, muscles writhing as they improved.


    Normal people would gain anything from at most 1-2 attributes in total improvements with each level, and the elite would gain a total of 3-4 at most.


    ''Arthur gains 5, which is split between 5 attributes. I have to match that... Please...''


    [(My little baby doesn''t want to lose?)]


    [(Fine.)]


    [(I was going to use this as a bargaining chip later...)]


    Morgana''s lips puckered as she kissed the wind with a pink lipstick mark landing on his chest.


    Lord Level 1 -> 2


    [Attributes]


    Strength: 2 -> 3


    Agility: 3 -> 4


    Stamina: 2 -> 3


    Endurance: 1 -> 2


    Intelligence: 1 -> 2


    Wisdom: 1 -> 2


    Charisma: 6 -> 7


    [Skills]


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 1 -> 2


    ''Eh? 7? I gained 7 points!?''


    A huge explosion of light filled their bodies as Morgana finished her level-up.


    Although it was nothing special, her control over the red scorpion became easier, and her body seemed to mature slightly.

 Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Lancelot du Lac [2]

    Lancelot''s body began to once again dance with his swords. The beautiful melody as they cut through the air was enchanting.''These swords are not ideal; my new body needs custom-made blades.''


    He opened his grey eyes, which seemed filled with a new light.


    One ready for battle.


    The level-up phenomenon was something that Lancelot himself didn''t know much about or understand.


    He remembered that some said it was due to the killer gaining the experience of the slain member''s soul.


    While others claim it''s the work of a divine being.


    The truth was simple, a mixture of both.


    A divine being devised a way for races to improve and evolve.


    She then weaved this into a runic pattern and embedded this into every existence, from the bugs in the soil to the birds in the air.


    Even the planet Eltura itself.


    As technology moved on, people could quantify and identify this phenomenon, and those who chose to become Lords would share this nectar with their summoned troops.


    The more troops, the less share everyone gained. This also meant no troop ever became useless.


    No matter how low they were, a goblin could one day fight a god if they fought enough battles and survived.


    ''Nostalgic, those guys were so weak when we started, but now I won''t be summoning goblins.''


    ''However, even if nostalgic. I will pick another race, a race that cover''s what I lack.''


    ''Ranged capabilities and covert action.''


    "Morgana, fight as you wish. The red scorpion is for you to defeat. I don''t need a figurehead as my queen." Lancelot''s deep voice sounded before turning away from her.


    His feet spread slightly, the dirt creating a small dent.


    Woosh!


    Lancelot lunged forward, his blades glimmering brightly as he jumped towards the huge blue scorpion.


    With a flick of his left wrist and thrust, the blade tip penetrated the joints that connected the scorpion''s front legs and body.


    The attack caused the blue arachnid to drop.


    His assault wasn''t finished.


    His feet used the hard legs like ladders to leap up to the scorpion''s head one jump at a time, his body like a bird in the sky.


    Before his right arm tore across the eyes of the blue scorpion brutally, his slash burst its balls of vision into disgusting meat and paste.


    "Haha~" He laughed as his attack became an onslaught.


    The blades of his weapons danced around the blue scorpion, carving away its armour. It was like he was dancing, but his strikes were fast and brutal, like a tiger with its claws.


    This was not a skill or talent he had gained from levelling up.


    But with skill and technique, he honed; as his left sword stabbed forward, the right would slash across, with his twirling body, deflecting and tearing at the opponent while building momentum for the next stab.


    His footwork and movements are impeccable to avoid counterattacks based on his dance.


    Woosh!


    A claw of the blue scorpion came at him, but in a spin, he deflected it, pushing it into the ground where the blade tore through.


    Lancelot stood still in the middle of the blue arachnid, a few drops of sweat falling from his head to the ground below.


    Now with both front claws buried into the ground, the scorpion lifted itself and pounced at Lancelot.


    The knight blocked the attack; his defence was flawless, using the body of his right blade to divert the power of the blow, causing him to twirl in the air, then using the sharp blade to deflect the final sharp tips from harming him.


    The force was extreme; even defending the blow, he took considerable damage. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Health 92% -> 51%


    However, his body was sent into the air, the scorpion''s tail stabbing towards him, but he used his feet to strike against it, launching his body out of harm''s way.


    Lancelot''s health was in the red.


    His body was soaked with sweat; his clothes clung to his body, leaving no gap; even the leather armour on his chest glistened.


    Using the blade in his hand, Lancelot deflected the stinger of the blue scorpion, driving it deep into its abdomen.


    Then with a sharp kick, he smashed the creature to the ground, a sickening squelch sounding.


    It felt like the creature was crying in pain with its strange scream, but Lancelot showed no mercy; leaping onto its back, he flicked both swords before stabbing down where its spine connected to his organs.


    "Killing it!" he exclaimed, his grey eyes showing no mercy as the swords tore through the beast, pulling them apart to rip and tear its wound, allowing the organs and guys to spill to the floor.


    ''Done...''


    Once he felt it was dead, he used both feet to land on the ground.


    [Took you long enough... I give you 6 points. Never keep a lady waiting!]


    ''Hahahaha.... damn, whatever. I need a moment to regain focus; these weren''t even the boss, and I''m exhausted...''


    Lancelot was about to sit on the ground and wait for the experience to enter his body. He was sure that would help relieve him of some of the exhaustion.


    The constant activation of his complete focus and the dual sword skill were draining him now.


    His body didn''t go through the intense training regime he made, nor the countless true battles.


    Despite being so high spec, it was like trying to run an extremely high-grade Ether radio with primitive batteries.


    [What will I do with you? Mommy will make everything better.]


    Suddenly, Morgana''s body appeared before him, her beautiful fair skin, the golden eyes that seemed to be miniature stars glistening as she watched his face.


    The moment he was going to ask what she meant, she kissed him, pressing her soft red lips against his.


    Only a warm, wet and squishy feeling entered his brain, feeling her nose exhale hot air.


    Morgana wrapped her arms around his head, pushing her tongue into his mouth. She took control of his tongue, playing with it for a while, sucking on it.


    Wet sounds filled the room, and her tongue explored his mouth, licking saliva.


    She would get tired of playing around with his tongue, only to use her tongue to coil and wrap around it, pulling on it, nibbling on it.


    Her wet tongue was constantly moving and tasting him.


    "Hahh..." Lancelot gasped, feeling his brain being melted by her tongue.


    The pair pulled apart, Morgana then swallowing his saliva with a satisfied smile.


    [Do you feel ready for action now, my cute little king?]

 Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Creating A Legend... [1]

    Lancelot turned away, looking towards the huge door with extravagant runes that began glowing, followed by the loud sounds of a hidden mechanism."Tsk, damn enchantress kissing so easily like a cheap woman."


    [Oh my~ a succubus loves a compliment like that!]


    [Thank you, my dear Lancelot!]


    "Ugh..."


    He bit his lip, knowing he couldn''t yet beat this woman with his mouth.


    ''Damn woman...''


    [Hehe~ anytime, Mommy will take it all for you.]


    Morgana only watched him with a warm gaze.


    Neither his thoughts against her nor the blade in his left hand now pressing against her throat phased her.


    She knew Lancelot too well.


    Not just his mind and body were broken in those dark, hopeless final moments.


    But also his heart.


    The fetters that bound and twisted his fragmented heart caused by a single woman''s perfectly timed betrayal led to his doom.


    [(That bitch! Leaving a scar even my pact couldn''t heal!)]


    Lancelot didn''t know or care about the succubi''s inner turmoil.


    He just continued down his path with blades in hand.


    A path he would carve himself.


    -


    His steps were faint, knowledge of his past to never stomp or needlessly announce your arrival.


    The old memories flashed across his eyes for a moment, Lancelot''s feet sliding across the dirt, moving ever closer to the sleeping monster in the deep burrow 300 yards from him.


    Lancelot remembered the academy''s insistence on following the Lord''s code.


    Uphold justice and seek honour in battle, do not look for profit or forsake the weak.


    He used to believe this creed, treating it as common sense.


    Until his pride, honour and justice were crushed, stomped underfoot and ignored by his allies and most trusted people.


    Now, he believed it to be hubris, useless!


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    ''Justice?''


    ''Don''t make me laugh!''


    ''I need but one thing.''


    ''Victory!''


    Shling!


    His swords flickered in the dark light within the haunting barrow, dark, murky water oozing from the muddy walls.


    He crept along broken tiles with strange runes painted along them strewn across the ground.


    Lancelot made his way towards the huge ball curled up in the back of the barrow, with eight legs, no stinger and a black, hairy body.


    ''This is no scorpion, but a ghost spider King!''


    Woosh!


    ''Nothing will start if I don''t fight! Watch me, Evaine! The man who will tame you once again!''


    ''Arthur, you dog! I will outshine you from the start! GO! Betray humanity; watch as these blades slice your throat, pierce your heart!''


    ''I will not fall, even should my body be pierced with a thousand arrows!''


    Boom!


    The huge spider began to stir.


    Its body was at least 10 feet tall with huge legs that spanned at least double that filled with sharp fur and a strange glisten like that of a liquid making the spider hard to see when it moved them.


    ''Morgana, use whatever you can! Stall it, slow it, mesmerise it!''


    [Fufu~ Yes, master!]


    Lancelot''s body was already leaping into the air when he ordered her with a sharp voice.


    He felt a cooling breeze blowing his face while his body rotated mid-air, two blades shimmering as he shot towards the ghost spider''s exposed torso.


    [Little spider! Follow Mother''s orders and let my man carve your body!]


    "Krreeeeeh!" The spider''s mouth made a strange sound.


    The skill instantly caused Lancelot''s body to stop spinning before a huge black leg, harder than steel, smashed into his abdomen.


    His body flew across the room like a ball before smashing into the stone walls with an earthshaking thud.


    [!!!]


    [Little bastard! Dare resist mother''s spells!]


    "Ugh..." Blood and vomit shot from his open mouth before he rolled down the sharp rocks, tearing and slicing open his chest.


    Clang!


    Lancelot''s body rolled to his feet like it was second nature.


    Another huge black leg slammed against the floor the next moment, crushing and flinging dirt and broken slates from the impact.


    "Shit!"


    Before it could launch another, his body dashed forward, watching as a huge cone of flames exploded from Morgana''s palms, burning the spider''s face and back.


    "Greeeeeeeeh!"


    It tried the same skill which seemed to disrupt Lancelot before, but sadly Morgana was a special race.


    Succubi were hard to attack unless forced into the physical realm; her body was now translucent like a ghost.


    This method was not foolproof; it lowered her effectiveness by 40%. Her charm and mesmerising would have a lower success rate.


    However, she couldn''t take damage or die.


    ''Morgana, that''s good, don''t waste time controlling it anymore; just burn the fucker until you are tired!''


    ''Then rest and cover me when you fully recover!''


    ''It will take time, but we can do it!''


    A strange blue light began to flicker around the tips of his blades, like a bolt of lightning; however, it was merely the light.


    The trail of the blue luminance travelled down his arms, along his body, before he became slightly ethereal.


    Lancelot''s movements began leaving behind several afterimages as he rushed towards the huge spider.


    His eyes locked on the weak sections, its joints, the belly, and its eight eerie red eyes.


    "Raaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Lancelot screamed as he kicked off the ground with everything he had, making him move like a streak of lightning, even faster than Morgana''s fire.


    Lancelot''s sword in his left hand swung upwards before disappearing and reappearing at the arachnid''s neck.


    A splatter of green blood sprayed from the wound, the spider shuddering as its legs and body shrank, seeming to want to bite or lash out at him.


    [Eh!?]


    However...


    Lancelot''s body vanished the moment he was done swinging his right sword.


    Leaving the ghost spider to shiver in confusion as Morgana''s fire continued to burn its back.


    Then Lancelot reappeared behind the monster, spinning like a tornado and carving a path of destruction with his blade.


    Blood flew through the green, red, purple and black air as the huge spider''s body convulsed, jerking its legs in all directions.


    Lancelot''s eyes were blazing as he glared at the monster.


    "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"


    He seemed like he had lost all senses, roaring while smashing his head into the huge spider''s back, causing more blood to fly, grasping both of his blades.


    Shling!


    Lancelot used one foot to push himself off the spider, its body now glowing with a strange white aura.


    ''Time for the true battle!'' Lancelot beamed in his mind with a broad smile covering his face.


    [My King...?]


    Morgana could only fire her flames in short bursts, wondering why Lancelot seemed to enjoy battle so much more in this life...


    A sense of excitement filled her chest.

 Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Creating a Legend... [2]

    Woosh![My King!]


    A sudden gust of wind wrapped around him from behind the huge white spider appeared suddenly, smashing his side with two of its huge black legs.


    "Kah!?"


    Lancelot''s sword blocked his ribs and chest, avoiding the sharp spines penetrating his lungs and body before he was sent flying through the air again.


    Boom!


    He felt his right hand drop the broadsword before the world began spinning.


    Clang!


    Thud!


    His body crashed into a huge stone pillar.


    Lancelot''s body smashing into the rock caused great damage to the stone, with a woman''s stone head broken head off and dropping to the ground, crumbling and falling apart.


    Blood smeared the damaged pillar, and Lancelot dropped rapidly to the ground with a limp body.


    Morgana''s four wings flapped desperately to reach him before he hit the ground.


    However, luck was not on their side...


    Bang!


    A thunderous blow sounded the force of the sudden attack of the ghost spider, creating a deep crater in the earthen floor.


    The brutal blow destroyed most of the slates and caused the ground to shake widely.


    The black legs of the spider swung down, catching Lancelot with his sword across his body and slamming him relentlessly into the ground.


    He felt the world begin to tremble, his vision blurry.


    ''Damn... fucking spiders...''


    There was the pungent smell of iron in his nose and a sticky liquid in his mouth that tasted like blood.


    "Peh.." Lancelot spat the blood from his lips.


    His eyes fixated on the spider lifting its legs once again; its red eyes were completely void of emotions watching his damaged body.


    "Ugh.... my rib..." Lancelot grunted yet forced himself to keep his faint smile.


    He lifted himself from the dirt, dust and broken rocks and began to wipe himself down; he trusted Morgana from her actions so far.


    And she didn''t let him down, using her flames to assault the spider, stopping its brutal attack before the spider vanished like mist again.


    ''So this is the reason for its ghost name, huh...?''


    Summon Drive: 75% -> 100%


    [USE MY SUMMON DRIVE!]


    -


    Back in the outside arena, where the students were watching in awe, many doubted the "loser" Lancelot but now were addicted to his fighting style and cool face.


    Merlin and the faculty were currently discussing the boy as it would happen.


    "Ah, it was so close, Merlin! But your wager was off, but the boy does have great talent."


    "Nightmare trial, reaching the final boss, not to mention he fought mostly with his own body.." A gruff man with short brown hair and thick muscles bellowed.


    He was Adam, a teacher who also worked for the Empire''s knights and trained them.


    "I want to ask him to join the knight order when he leaves..." Adam meant well.


    He truly saw potential in the boy.


    "Haha, what folly."


    "He is only doing so well due to that slut commander with him. She cannot be hit, can control the enemies!"


    "Merlin, that boy, cannot be passed just because he did well."


    "If you fail the trial, you are out."


    "Those are your own rules!"


    A high-pitched male complained with a barrage of howling cries of anger.


    He was another mage, but unlike Merlin, he was not considered special for his talent but because he was a high noble.


    "..."


    Still, Merlin watched in silence.


    The moment the boy''s face showed an unwavering smile, despite his body covered in wounds, blood leaking from his now and lips.


    "I still think he can do it."


    "That boy, I want to teach him with you, Adam; not only is his physical body top class. His control and aptitude for magic are high."


    When Merlin spoke, his eyes shone with a strange blue light. The inside was a huge cross, with four black stars in each corner rotating rapidly.


    In response, the knight Adam merely looked happy and nodded.


    Evaine standing beside the central area of the arena, was stunned.


    Her eyes watched him with awe, never expecting one of her students to look so dashing.


    "It''s like he''s born to fight and slay monsters... And..."


    "Those abs are so sexy and tight..." She whispered.


    Unaware, her voice was transmitted to the entire arena causing everyone to look surprised and gossip.


    -


    Equally oblivious to his former lover''s mistake.


    Lancelot stood facing the huge spider, which retreated to the back of the room, curling its body as if waiting for the best chance to strike.


    ''...''


    He looked at the beautiful woman beside him, her lovely black and purple hair swaying like it was alive, two pairs of wings, one lovely white, the other black like a devil.


    ''Can you do it? You know that we will fuse completely.''


    [This queen can do anything! Let me show you the difference between a mere goblin Summon Drive and a Succubus Queen!]


    ''Alright.''


    He lowered his hands, dropping the sword that slowly crumbled into purple and pink dots of light before taking a deep breath and looking towards the beautiful golden eyes of Morgana, who approached.


    [Worry not, even if the world betrays you.]


    She brushed her fingers along his cheeks, pressing against his soft lips with her fingertip.


    [I alone will stand beside you.]


    When he was about to retort to her, he likely said he didn''t trust anyone and would never trust someone he had just met.


    Morgana ignored him, closing his lips with hers.


    All he could feel was squishy red lips before her enchanting tongue pried his mouth open, leading him to a wonderful sensation of peace.


    She stopped him from uttering a complaint or speaking as a cascade of pink energy enveloped his body, the entire room now glowing with a dull pink light.


    His body was wrapped in the powerful essence of the supreme succubus queen.


    Morgana.


    Summon Drive was a strange ability that allowed the summoned troops above a Captain class to lend their power to their lord.


    This skill allowed them to grant skills, attributes, knowledge, and information.


    A stronger or high-class spirit would show more improvements than a low-class summon, thus for one classified as unknown.


    The benefits were beyond Lancelot''s imagination.


    Lancelot''s former commander was a goblin warrior.


    His benefit from this ability was limited to sword skills improved by 1 level and a small attribute increase.


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    With Morgana...


    Lancelot''s attributes were all doubled.


    His skills all ranked up one level.


    Not only did he gain access to the spells and skills in her information within his tattoo.


    She also granted him a special, unique ability which caused his heart to flutter just a little.


    ->Phantasmal Sword


    Create swords using your Ether.


    The caster decides the shape and size, two maximum but can be detonated to cast Shadow Flare.


    Each sword ignores armour dealing soul damage and has the spell Shadow Flare built into the blade.


    Blades will be equal to one above the caster''s current grade.

 Chapter 10: Chapter 10: Lancelot Of The Phantasmal Sword

    His body swayed, covered by Morgana''s massive tornado of energy and essence, her presence and thoughts slowly filling Lancelot''s mind as his body began to change.He could feel it; the power coursing through his veins was not human or that of something holy.


    A dark, vicious power, yet he accepted it into his body because this was the kind of power he needed!


    Crack!


    His bones seemed to struggle under pressure.


    The spider in the distance was constantly damaged by the hurricane of sharp pink energy that soothed Lancelot halting its attack, something he was grateful for.


    ''I should get to know her better; this woman is strange...'' Lancelot thought.


    Woosh!


    The pink energy exploded all the power and leftover ether hammering into the flesh of the Ghost Spider.


    Its pained cries were music to Lancelot''s ears as he stepped forward, climbing from the deep crater where he was swatted like a fly.


    ''You know Morgana, I never expected to win this Trial. I wanted to leave this academy and enter Avalon quietly in secret to build my force.''


    [Oh? This queen doesn''t think you are that level of man.]


    [If you were, why would I be here?]


    "Hahaha..." A slightly distorted deep voice left his lips as he focused on the distant spider, now bleeding a thick ooze of green blood from all over its body. S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''However, since you granted me this surprise. Let me step up to the challenge, face those rich nobles and royals and their stupid games.''


    ''Morgana, let me prove that this Lancelot was your most correct and wise choice. I do not know why you need someone else with your power, but It is likely far beyond me even to consider now.''


    ''I promise to help fulfil whatever request you have.''


    ''All to repay these endless swords you have given me!''


    -


    Everyone saw something shocking in the Arean on the screen; even the teachers were now silent.


    They knew the horrors of Avalon better than anyone, so they all understood the moment he appeared in that form.


    This boy was more than just lucky with his summoned commander.


    Lancelot himself was special!


    "How could he achieve this fusion level when they met less than one hour ago!?" The noble teacher screamed.


    "Interesting..." The beautiful Lady Guinevere whispered to herself, watching his form.


    Arthur, the confident blonde-haired knight with blue eyes, watched the handsome male on the screen.


    Curved demon horns, much like those of his summoned succubus but thicker and more vicious, pointing towards the enemy with sharp tips.


    His silver hair, now with purple and black highlights, brushed back over his head, revealing his pristine face.


    Grey eyes with black pupils shaped like a holy cross with the same stars that Merlin''s magic eye had and a black sclera enveloping the iris.


    He stepped forward like a phantom.


    His body vanished and reappeared with a purple gust of mist and essence.


    -


    Inside the dungeon...


    ''If you go so far, it would be unwise for me to give you a chance.''


    ''My queen.''


    It was the first time he said those words without a joking tone.


    [Lancelot...]


    Woosh!


    His body again dashed forward, the Ghost spider matching him as they vanished into thin air.


    Lancelot''s hands and body twisted before slashing down, two beautiful blades appearing in his hand, both heavy swords with thick blades more like clubs than swords.


    Thud!


    "Grrreek!"


    The spider''s thick exoskeleton was cracked at the brow from Lancelot''s whirlwind slash, but his assault didn''t end there!


    He stepped on the face of the spider, leaning back to dodge its short frontal leg''s piercing stab.


    Boom!


    He detonated the purple swords their blades glowing a violet light before a flash of light and impact caused the spider''s body to sway, dropping onto its belly.


    Lancelot was relentless, his hands creating phantasmal swords, neither solid nor magical, slashing, thrusting and smashing against the back of the spider.


    Bang!


    Slash!


    Its body trembled and was forced to the ground despite its difficult attempt to stand with each blow.


    Lancelot''s face smiled, his demonically charming look causing many of the student ladies to feel hot and bothered cared nothing for his past, his revenge.


    He loved the feeling of fighting with Morgana, even if the constant summoning of the swords caused his body, chest and head to ache and his breathing to feel laboured.


    Green blood and guts began to fly around the desolate barrow.


    The spider screamed in agony and despair as it continued to be attacked by Lancelot.


    He drove his sword deep into the spider''s body before cutting down at its face and smashing its body once again to the floor.


    The spider let out one last pitiful howl before collapsing and going limp.


    Lancelot stood triumphantly with a proud smile as he looked over the defeated spider.


    It was not just that he had defeated the spider.


    He felt like he had conquered something much greater than that.


    This moment felt like his first step to changing his dreadful fate and finding a path to survival.


    For him and the many unfortunate hero''s that were slain due to treachery and deceit.


    The Ghost Spider had become a true undead.


    The fusion of the two seemed to fade, his body becoming heavier, slowly swaying before he almost fell from the top of the huge Ghost Spider.


    His body caught in the soft arms of Morgana.


    She was no longer in her ethereal form during the short period after using the Summon Drive, even though she would be more vulnerable to attacks.


    "You fought well; my little knight~ keep going and become worthy of me calling you my king seriously~ fufu."


    Her soft lips pressed against his forehead as Lancelot began to fall into a light sleep.


    The first Summon Drive on their first day of contracting was a little overzealous because their bond was weak. The brunt of exhaustion on his body would be tremendous.


    "However, you did it..."


    "I am surprised..."


    Morgana''s voice was gentle, soothing and filled with charm, but only Lancelot could hear as all the sound and imagery was suddenly cut due to him finishing the Trial.


    Now a short time of recovery for the pair.


    "I feel bad for the students who took their exam simultaneously on different stages..."


    Immediately after she spoke, a huge amount of aura from the Ghost Spider rushed into Lancelot''s sleeping body.


    Morgana giggled at the funny moans and grunting he made from the pleasure of it flooding his entire body.


    "Hehe~ it''s so cute watching you try to resist the pleasure when sleeping."


    The moment the part of the aura that would seep into Morgana approached her, she pointed her palm to the energy before pushing it back.


    She somehow sent it back into his body, causing him to experience a second level-up, reaching level 4.


    Her eyes narrowed like crescents, enjoying his pleasant suffering as she embraced him in the dark, gloomy cave where only the two existed.


    She was blatantly ignoring the exit portal a few metres from their bodies.


    "Grow stronger~ I won''t take any of your spoils this time."

 Chapter 11: Chapter 11: The Lull After Battle

    Lancelot felt like he was dreaming, the gentle breeze from the sea to his east, the birds singing from the castle window.He was back in Avalon before the great fall.


    ''Ah... This must be a dream.''


    Lancelot didn''t want to linger here despite feeling a sense of ease when he realised it was a dream.


    All of a sudden, a sultry voice sounded from beside him.


    A female''s body rustled in the sheets, revealing an alluring creamy thigh that slid under the silk blanket.


    "Oh my~ why are you so difficult? Can''t we enjoy a bit of happiness after our first joint battle?"


    "Hmmm?"


    He remembered that he was alone at this castle; Evaine was dead, and this voice was too familiar.


    ''Morgana...''


    "Why are you in my dream? Can I not get a break?"


    "Hmmm?" Her head tilted with a cute smile, fluttering her lashes while peeking at him with her golden eyes.


    "I am a succubus... You know we take men''s vitality. Mostly done during dreams with substitute bodies~ be happy that you are the first man to get my real body!"


    Lancelot shook his head, climbing out of bed and feeling a cold sweat down his back. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The chiselled body filled with tight abs and muscles was the new body, not his old one, and he could feel eyes of Morgana gazing at him, almost setting his ass on fire.


    "It''s not that... do you know how attractive your body is to men?"


    "You''re not that naive, so stop. I am not a saint who can endure such a tempting fruit when offered so freely."


    "Eh~ are you horny because of my body? Hehehe~ the ultimate compliment for a succubus, you know?"


    "Hey, Lancelot~ look, I''m dressed now!" She said with a serious voice.


    Lancelot believed her, turning around because of the blood rushing away from his brain; it was a dream anyway, so why did he need to be embarrassed?


    His Lancerod was the biggest in his class, and he was proud.


    "Eh?"


    The sight that greeted him was one of paradise; if god created a place called Eden, then it existed on his bed.


    Her supple thighs gently slid apart, allowing her soft meat to jiggle before clapping together with a sexy sound.


    The pretty purple heart-shaped fur above her most pristine garden was neat, puffy and glistening as if to welcome him.


    Lancelot slowly moved his gaze reluctantly away from her crotch towards her upper body; this woman''s sex appeal was far beyond any of the human women he had met and slept with in his past life.


    She was divine, a dirty temptress of a goddess, but still a goddess.


    Her soft mounds were fluffier than the clouds, her arms pushing them together to amplify her danger to males.


    "Am I pretty?"


    "Very."


    "Am I beautiful?"


    "Lovely."


    "Am I sexy?"


    "Extremely."


    "Oh, My~ look how excited Lancelot Jr is... so gallant and powerful!"


    "Can I have a taste?" She asked with a tempting voice, her legs spreading as she changed her position, letting her soft mounds sway.


    "Nope."


    "Eh~ why! It''s ready to be eaten, and it''s only a dream... you won''t die... Maybe."


    "Oi!"


    "Well~ you''re not strong enough to sleep with me yet... Forgive big sister, okay? I''ll kiss it better."


    He watched as Morgana''s divine body moved closer, a slight veil of shadow barely hiding her body the closer she came towards him.


    The moment before she reached him.


    His dream ended.


    Drip!


    Drip!


    Lancelot''s eyes opened, greeted with a cold, wet barrow, the water leaking from above splashing on his face causing him to feel cold and sticky.


    ''Ugh... what an annoying dream.''


    "Mmm...you...wa...to...put Lancelot Jr in my ass.... no...so bad..."


    He could feel a slight weight on his chest; when he looked down, the same divine goddess that gave him the most agonising erection of his life now slept on his body.


    Her drool stains his chest.


    "Are you sleeping?"


    "Nnn...."


    ''Well, they did say the Summon Drive affects the Commander''s abilities and saps their power greatly... She is also abusing her magic over and over...''


    Lancelot decided to let her rest for a few more minutes.


    Because they passed the trial, they would be ejected after a certain time, so why rush out.


    He already knew several other people who seemed like trash would suddenly rise today because their summoned units were strong or they boasted a powerful recruitment ability to create a strong army.


    ''Let''s see my gains...''


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 4


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 100%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 3%


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 5


    Agility: 6


    Stamina: 5


    Endurance: 4


    Intelligence: 4


    Wisdom: 4


    Charisma: 10


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 3


    Blade Dance - Rank 2


    -> Magic <-


    None


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: "Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3."


    Rank: F+ (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare, Shadow bolt


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown (Really?)


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Current thoughts: "Do you know how sexy you look when you fight like that? Big sister''s heart almost exploded!"


    -


    ''Look at that, her stupid thoughts changed again...''


    He was happy to see the growth was not a one-time thing, and his attributes continued to grow, with Strength being prioritised for now.


    Lancelot didn''t know if other stats would gain more.


    However, they all grew more than could be said for most lords until their commander reached D-Rank when they started to share power and could improve using their summoned creatures'' racial training manuals.


    - Training Manuals are like a special technique that allows monsters, warriors and beasts to improve by following a routine.


    Some by killing and battle.


    Some by collecting herbs and brewing potions.


    Others by having sex with the opposite sex or take part in lewd activities.


    The different training manuals were endless, even as obscure as collecting trash from the ground to become a god.


    "Mmmm... Lancelot... I won''t let you die alone this time..." Morgana whispered, her body moving in his chest, grabbing his shirt tightly with a single tear dripping down her cheek before splashing onto his chest.


    ''...''


    Lancelot looked towards the roof, his face serious as he planned the future training regime to maximise his growth.


    Because he had less than 4 weeks before they went to Avalon for the first time and secured their first piece of territory.


    Stroking Morgana''s silky black and purple hair, he smiled with a bitter look.


    ''Don''t worry; I won''t let you become lonely, partner.''

 Chapter 12: Chapter 12: Here Comes Lancelot! Rank 1!

    The students were quite tired; it was now three hours since the events started.Many were filled with deep impressions of various Lords.


    "My Dear students, today was a wonderful display of our empire''s future lords and protectors. It makes my heart feel great pride to announce the leaders of the rankings for this year''s rookie Lord trials!"


    Merlin stood in his glorious robes, a wide smile on his face.


    So many unknown lords with wonderful commanders, others with their mere tenacity and effort impressing him deeply as he watched the students with glazed eyes.


    A huge whiteboard began to display highlights of the day over the huge monolith, images of Lancelot''s amazing swordsmanship and transformation.


    The powerful red dragon of Lady Guinevere, Percival''s mythical Sherwood Forest archer commander.


    Merlin''s eyes shimmered with the beautiful blue cross with four stars as he watched the screen and the students in the Arena.


    Students could enrol in these trials from the first year, and the second years were forced to ensure they fulfilled their contract and summoning ceremony.


    Failures were immediately kicked from the academy, and all secrets and knowledge were removed from their mind with forbidden magic.


    So unlike the second-year trials, the first years normally had less than 100 challengers.


    "I am pleased to announce this year''s first year''s top ten!"


    "Their rewards are becoming part of the prestigious Elite Lord Class, 1,000 silver coins and a basic body training manual."


    "10th" is The image of a cute girl with absurdly long blue hair wrapped around her body, her hands casting balls of ice at her enemies in the Advanced Trial.


    "Maria Lovell from the southern city of Devona, her adorable Ice Fairy Queen allowing her to reach the top ten despite her lack of training!"


    "Congratulations!"


    Countless students cheered, following Merlin''s clap as the beautiful girl skipped onto the stage.


    Her body was wrapped in blue hair and a cute robe with blue eyes peeking from the large wizard''s hat.


    She was given a small bag of the 1,000 coins and a small book with a muscular female doing a bicep curl on the cover.


    The cute girl didn''t speak much, like a little blue cat, as she bowed to Merlin and skipped off the stage, holding a new silver and black robe to wear.


    Merlin continued this way until they reached the top three.


    He lifted both arms, strange magic flickering from his fingertips, causing the monolith to once again hide the current table of the top 10.


    "Now then! For the top 3, the reward will be far greater!"


    "First, all the rewards of the top 10 are given!"


    "Second, they can choose a single Professor of ANY level and year as their mentor!"


    "Third and the most amazing! They will be able to visit Avalon next week! Three weeks earlier than the rest of the year!"


    "Wow!" The crowd became unsettled, causing many who didn''t sign up to feel regret.


    Everyone knew that the sooner you went to Avalon, the faster you could improve.


    In the real world, there was no way to summon your supporting troops or increase the power of your current troops or yourself as a Lord.


    Once you visit Avalon, everything changes.


    Your status as a student and person would be increased, from a civilian to the lowest tier of Noble, while you serve as a Lord, increasing with more contributions to the realm.


    You can use the training manuals of your commanders and bring them into the human realm using your Ether to maintain their form. Otherwise, you need a special territory to keep them in the true realm longer.


    Like the huge arena platform which allowed the entire Academy to manifest summoned units for exams and general duels.


    It was the dream of all aspiring lords to enter Avalon early.


    Because First years were protected for the entire year.


    No powerful monsters or enemy Lords could attack them thanks to the extensive barriers each kingdom developed, giving them a chance to survive.


    -


    A huge display showed the beautiful Lady Guinevere and her powerful young red dragon burning the enemies with ease in the Advanced Trial ground.


    Her test was sadly a gauntlet which slowly took its toll on her dragon; even if she fought well with her lance, she almost fell in the final wave.


    Thus her second-place position was lost easily.


    Lancelot watched from the side of the stage, his body still feeling strange from the sudden increase in power.


    He tried to avoid moving because he had grabbed the iron railing earlier and bent the support bars because of his newfound strength.


    ''Damn... she is beautiful, but...''


    Morgana''s face and body flashed through his mind, the little temptress now sleeping in his Lord Space.


    ''Morgana is better.''


    "Congratulations on the legendary summon, Princess Guinevere." Merlin gave a respectful bow before handing the Elite robes, a bronze key and the other prizes other people were given before her.


    "It wasn''t enough." She replied before walking away.


    Her face was flat, hiding her emotions until her eyes moved across Lancelot''s body.


    For a moment, there was a strange flicker of emotion deep within her eyes as she walked down the tunnel to leave.


    ''What was that about? Such a strange woman...'' Lancelot thought, turning back to the stage.


    [You are so dense...Why does my master make women swoon for him...]


    [Is it the handsome face? The large manhood?]


    [Or maybe his stupid enchanting swordsmanship!]


    ''Oh, Morgana! Did I wake you up?''


    Her voice sounded sleepy, but her words made him feel a little guilty; of course, he knew the woman''s feelings towards him.


    However, one betrayal was enough. She might have her reasons for not coming to support their armies, but he couldn''t forgive her just yet.


    ''Maybe one day I''ll know the truth because she died soon after...''


    "2nd!"


    "Hotaru Sumika!"


    An image of a woman with a curved eastern blade, the girl was born in this empire, but her ancestors came from a glorious nation named Nippon.


    They were known for their warriors with unbreaking will and their agents of guile and stealth, the Ninja and Kunoichi.


    She hopped onto the stage with a graceful movement, wearing an eastern style of the academy''s uniform, hiding her voluptuous curves and her twin swords hanging down at her waist.


    Merlin gifted her the rewards before she gave a sincere bow and headed towards the exit near Lancelot.


    [Again!?]


    Sumika also gave him a strange look this time, but it wasn''t romantic affection¡ªrather the affection of one warrior to the next.


    Her petite body bowed towards him, the raven black hair dancing around her neck as she showed Lancelot respect.


    "Your swordsmanship was beautiful; I hope to clash blades with you on the battlefield one day!"


    Sumika''s voice was bright, like a sunflower in the summer sun.


    Lancelot also smiled at her, wanting to fight this woman.


    Her swordsmanship used dual swords like his, but her''s was based on the Eastern concept of iaijutsu.


    A style where the sword would be quickly drawn, like lightning slashing once or several times and based on extremely disciplined and accurate swordsmanship.


    "How about we train together sometimes? I feel my sword lacks your sword''s extreme discipline and accuracy and would love the chance to improve it further!"


    Sumika was halfway towards the tunnel before she turned to him with glowing eyes, beaming like almond suns.


    "I would love to!" (Nippon Common Language)


    "Hahaha, Let us train well together," Lancelot responded in her language, causing her face to turn red, but she had a happy look.


    Like a little girl given candy by her grandfather, she skipped down the tunnel with a happy face.


    He could hear her humming for several minutes before the stage became noisy again. S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Ah... These damn women are coming out of nowhere!]


    Lancelot wanted to listen to Morgana, but Merlin''s loud voice caused him to become excited and ignore her.


    "NOW! Without further ado!"


    "I present to you our academy''s most shining star!"


    "The first to clear the Nightmare trial with a perfect score in over 10,000 years!"


    "His swordsmanship ethereal like a dance within a dream!"


    "A handsome young man you young girls all swoon for!"


    "His name, Lancelot du Lac!!!!"


    "His rank! Number ONE!"


    The moment he was about to jump onto the stage, huge screams and shouts filled the Arena.


    Lancelot wasn''t popular.


    But thanks to his handsome face, he began to thaw the icy hearts of female students.


    Then his beautiful and powerful display of swordsmanship destroyed their dislike, winning them over.


    Even the boy''s found him more interesting.


    Not to mention his super sexy succubus commander!


    For a moment, Lancelot stopped still, his face looking around; even the teacher Evaine was cheering for him. A strange feeling filled his chest.


    A sense of pride that was long lost in the distant battlefield.


    ''In one life I am embarrassed and scarred for life after an accident...''


    ''Now, I am cheered and welcomed with open arms...''


    [Accept their affection. Take what you deserve. Your recognition is long due, my king!]

 Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Elite Apartment But Conflict!

    The congratulation ceremony and being granted his Platinum key passed by him like a dream.Somehow, Lancelot found himself back at the academy entrance, his fellow students now partying and having fun after passing in their dorms.


    ''Where did they say the Elite apartments were?''


    [Oh my~ darling, you were in such a daze for the past hour.]


    [Cars will come and collect you in the next few hours.]


    [Look, there is the cute little slut queen you love and hate.]


    ''Ugh... Sorry, Merlin kept talking about who I would take as my mentor, which was a little annoying.''


    [Oh? If it isn''t the fair Maiden Evaine coming to you, look at those huge tits... they are bigger than mine! Ah~ Mommy is jealous; don''t cheat on her with this Holstein cow!]


    ''Quiet woman, I''ll sleep with who I like.''


    [You mean Mrs. Four Fingers?]


    Lancelot ignored Morgana, finding her amusing and irritating at the same time. His body paced towards her with a faint smile on his cheeks.


    "Afternoon, Evaine. Are you well?"


    She looked towards him, cracking her knuckles before stepping into Lancelot''s range.


    Her hands pushed out and jabbed his body with her palms, knocking the breath out of his lungs but not enough power to make him move.


    His body only moved slightly as Evaine grabbed his tunic and looked at him with beautiful yet angry eyes.


    "That''s Instructor Evaine to you, little bastard! Rank 1, and you become so bold."


    Lancelot didn''t take it too seriously.


    This woman was the type with a knife mouth and tofu heart. sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She would say nasty or horrible things but then worry about them later for hours in the dark, drinking a cheap ale.


    "Yes, yes, our beautiful and amazingly strong instructor, I will make sure to remember your advice!"


    "Say yes once! Also, go line up with the other top 3.


    "Those girls have been waiting for you. Why did it take so long to arrive? The others have already left."


    Evaine looked stern, but her eyes filled with a gentle and affectionate light, the corners of her lips smiling before she stopped scolding him.


    "Congratulations, you were amazing in the trial. I look forward to seeing your swordsmanship improve."


    "How about if I become strong enough to defeat you without magic, you agree to a meal together at the Sherwood Hotel?"


    Once again, she looked close to exploding; instead, her hands released his chest, giving a light chuckle.


    "If you can beat me within 3 months, I''ll even sleep with you."


    [This bitch! Let me out; I''ll pull this fake sluts hair out!]


    Lancelot stood for a moment before nodding.


    ''Don''t think too much. She is just like this.''


    He saw the slight twitch of her cheek, knowing she regretted saying that, and he didn''t want to lose his current gains.


    [Then you will fuck her if you defeat her!?]


    ''Why so serious? You''re a succubus. It''s just sex.''


    [Big sister is not pleased with this obscene little brother!]


    "Wai....." Evaine tried to speak, but he moved before she could.


    ''I have needs.''


    So he quickly gave a light bow before turning away and fleeing before she stopped him.


    Not only did he enjoy teasing Morgana, but he felt a sense of familiar attraction for the two women, causing the wager to be hard to refuse.


    So he decided to go all out.


    A new life, a new him.


    Sleep with who he wants, kill what he wants, and take what he wants. Nobody would survive if he failed, so why limit himself like in the past?


    Lancelot was no hero.


    "I''ll beat you in 3 months and make you my woman; just sit and wait."


    ''I''ll also beat you in bed in 3 months and make you submit to me completely.''


    He felt a burden and relief after speaking his heartfelt desires to the two women.


    Lancelot then hurried towards the other top 3 winners.


    The cute Sumika, with her black hair and eastern haori, looked adorable as she stroked the new sheath of her sword.


    "Ah! You took so long, Class Leader Lancelot!" She teased with her soft but pretty voice.


    "Class Leader?"


    "Mmmm, since you were ranked first, why would you not lead the class?" Sumika tilted her head as she asked, curious about his strange reaction.


    A sudden waft of sweet fragrance filled Lancelot''s nose, and the clack of heels hitting the ground sounded before a beautiful woman with two maids behind her appeared.


    Her hair was black like night, flowing through the air with her silky black sheen.


    She looked towards Lancelot for several seconds, her piercing blue eyes focused on his body with a stern look on her lips.


    Lady Guinevere smacked her soft pink lips before looking at Sumika for a moment, a slight frown on her face.


    "So, a former zero known for nothing but being a loser has become a hero overnight."


    Despite her lovely and elegant voice, there was a hint of mockery in her tone.


    It couldn''t hide her irritation and anger because two unknown people had surpassed her.


    "And now a damn foreign spy takes the second spot..."


    Lancelot knew that this was not the true feelings of Guinevere, but the opinion she was forced to show in public due to her father and his support being based on two major principles.


    One - The control and empowerment of the Nobles and Royalty over the commoners.


    Two - A complete management and tracking system for those that enter the country from outside.


    Making sure no dangerous foreign elements enter the Empire to cause trouble.


    But that didn''t mean he would take her shit.


    This woman hated yes-men and women who would go along with her just due to her status and name, but sadly, most people were affected by the people surrounding her or had families that could be used for leverage and control.


    Sumika was about to step forward, grasping her sword with an upset face, but Lancelot stepped forward faster, gently pushing her back, whispering, "Don''t worry."


    "Oh, my little princess, that foreign spy is more dedicated to the empire than half your entire family," Lancelot spoke theatrically.


    His tone was clear and elegant, yet with a hint of mockery hidden.


    "How dare you speak to the princess that way!"


    "Filthy fallen noble, bow before your future queen!"


    Her two servants lunged forward, like all lackeys would, only to feel their bodies lifting off the ground.


    A painful sensation in their stomach and the back of their head knocked them out completely as they slammed to the ground.


    In the moments before the two lunged forward, he stepped back, hopping on his left foot to slam both his fists into their sternum and send them into the air.


    Then his body swirled, twisting around them and smashing them down with two wooden swords.


    Bang!


    "Wow!" Sumika marvelled at the series of fluid attacks from Lancelot.


    Guinevere was no different; rather than angry from his actions, she let out a relieved sigh, and a gentle smile replaced her frown.


    "You can speak honestly now, caged princess of a falling empire."


    Lancelot spoke with a low voice, his fists smashing the maid''s face several times before pulling away, flicking his wrists to flick their blood from his hands.


    "Although a little barbaric..."


    "I thank you, Lord Lancelot, of the former Duke House of du Lac." Guinevere''s soft voice without the fake racism and dislike in her tone.


    He didn''t care too much, stepping back and waiting for the cars to arrive. This moment was not for him to grow closer to her.


    Instead, he wanted the two women to understand each other and avoid the early death of Sumika, whose family had protected the Empire secretly for years thanks to the support of the late Emperor, who passed away a decade ago.


    "It''s fine; explain it to the confused Nippon girl before her head steams over."


    ''We are bound forever; these women could die tomorrow, which means nothing to us.''


    [Oh my~ are you trying to make Mommy feel better? Fufu! Such a cute boy.]

 Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Luxury And Planning

    Lancelot didn''t have any interest in what the two were speaking about. Instead, he moved to the edge of the pavement, waiting for the car to pick him up.This world was in a state of revolution, the new invention of the car slowly removing the need for horses unless in the world of Avalon.


    A world where science and magic were starting to collide.


    [Listen to those two damn girls gossiping about your amazing display in the arena and before.]


    ''Hmmm... Did you find me amazing?''


    [You were the best!]


    His lips curved into a smile before looking into the sky; today was a Saturday, so the academy was empty.


    It was midsummer, the month of Julien.


    Julien the 5th.


    ''How can I get stronger before we go to Avalon next week?''


    [I have a method, but you might dislike it.]


    He took a deep breath, thinking about whether disliking something was enough reason not to do something.


    ''I cannot avoid increasing my power and survivability because I don''t like something.''


    ''Tell me, what can I do?''


    Morgana was silent for several minutes, seeming to ignore him whenever he tried to speak with her, which was a little annoying.


    However, luckily a strange hum suddenly sounded from a distance.


    Three long black cars slowly drove down the black road. The road was created with a mixture of magic.


    A substance called tarmac and a magical metal that absorbed heat and mana to repair and renew the road automatically.


    Each car was long, with a shiny finish, like polished shoes. The cars were long-bodied limousines with silver rims and thick black tires.


    A pristine logo on the front of them was labelled Wently.


    Lancelot stepped forward, ignoring the girls behind him, wanting to hear the reply from Morgana. His eyes narrowed before the first car opened its doors, the steward driving the vehicle smiling towards him.


    The man had grey hair, sleek and combed back, his eyes grey and filled with a sense of knowledge and wisdom.


    His face rounded off with a thick moustache and pearly white teeth.


    "Hello, I presume you are Lord Lancelot du Lac this year, Rank 1."


    "My name is Sebastian, your steward and assistant for the next year; please enter the car and ask for support if you have any questions."


    "I have a Silver Tier Lord rank and can help with most questions."


    The man''s voice was elegant, giving a sense of education and quality as he bowed deeply to Lancelot, not even a hint of displeasure at serving a fallen noble.


    Lancelot hopped into the back seat, feeling the amazingly smooth leather under his body, which was firm and comforting.


    "Ah! Wait, Lord Lancelot!" Sumika''s voice sounded for a moment, followed by Guinevere''s.


    "Lancelot!? Can you not even show the manners to say goodbye!?"


    He remembered in his past life reading about some details about the materials being enchanted with a rare type of Celtic magic used to transform the foam inside the seat to match the person''s body.


    "Lord Lancelot, if I may add." Sebastian continued with a smile on his face.


    "Your swordplay was rather beautiful today; there were points it lacked."


    "Yet, a young lad of 19 with your level is quite fantastic."


    "I dare say you were at least two levels above Arthur when he was your age."


    Despite the high praise, Lancelot didn''t speak but nodded to the old man because he knew that once Arthur attained that sword.


    His ability skyrocketed to a level Lancelot would need to work to the bone to surpass.


    The cars left in order, and their speed and driving were identical, like all three drivers were completely in sync.


    ''Can you not tell me now?''


    [Mmm...]


    [Promise you won''t hate me?]


    ''Ah, even if you asked me to become a murderer to become the strongest, I would.''


    Brrrr!


    A gentle hum filled the car; the dull glass partition blocked the sight between Sebastian and Lancelot.


    He watched the rapidly moving sights, the old-fashioned buildings mixed with new modern types made with the rising of science and technology.


    ''It feels like Avalon serves to stop mankind''s scientific development...''


    Lancelot remembered that once things became irreparable, the first thing that happened was all scientific research and advancements somehow vanished like they never existed in the world.


    Entire buildings and inventions are vanishing.


    ''Is there something related to the gods and rejecting technology?''


    [First, I will help you use that training manual using my power. You should be able to complete it fully in 5 days instead of the expected 50 days.] S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''That''s helpful, but how will you make me complete that?''


    [I''ll mesmerise and charm you to train for 20 hours a day for five days, putting your life at risk, but the gain will completely improve your power.]


    ''Okay...''


    Leaning back in his seat, the leather squeaked slightly while a tray slowly extended from the wall with a small glass of sharp-scented alcohol.


    Lancelot recognised this; the scent of tobacco, cedarwood and honey filled the back compartment of the limousine.


    ''Will doing that cause any permanent damage?'' He asked, lifting the whiskey to his nose, enjoying the scent before sipping the amber-coloured nectar.


    [No, but Mommy might just molest you while you are mesmerised by her sexy body and captivating charm, fufu!]


    ''Hmmm...''


    ''Let''s start after I arrive; I''ll use my silver to buy enough food to sustain me; make sure you force my body to eat.''


    [Don''t you want to be free from my control and enjoy your meal? Maybe you could eat me out too?]


    ''So obscene...''


    His car began to slow shortly after, turning into a huge complex.


    The walls were pristine and white, magic seeming to vibrate from the walls.


    Complimenting the walls were huge windows showing the wonderful interior with expensive paintings, furniture, and countless security wards floating around the building.


    "Lord Lancelot, we will soon arrive at Apartment 1, your private apartment for the next year."


    "Do I need to do anything special? Like visit the front desk or register my identity?"


    Sebastian chuckled for a moment before he replied.


    "No, the platinum key you received from that old bugger Merlin would allow you to enter the room. Once it registers your fingerprint and magic code, it will become a small tattoo on the back of your hand."


    "Thank you, the ride was excellent."


    "Please allow me to open the door. Otherwise, I might not offer you the best service."


    "No problem, Seb."


    The door clicked as Lancelot leaned back, taking a deep breath, worried for the future, knowing he needed to fight for his life.


    The real trial would begin when he set foot in that apartment.


    A trial for his survival.


    [Second... I need you to find a woman for me to possess, then I can practise our Succubus Training Manual with you earlier than normal...]


    [It will be dangerous, the girl will benefit, but she might also die... So someone desperate to rise is best...]


    [A Demi-human Slave or Second-hand troop might be ideal...]


    ''...''


    Lancelot''s face became bitter because he couldn''t risk this for a woman he knew; if it ruined Guinevere or Sumika, the past would repeat itself.


    Second-hand units were those a Lord no longer wanted or gained by luck.


    Mostly they were treated badly or sold due to Lords becoming poor, but most of all, they were usually the weakest or units with some deformity or illness.


    Clack!


    Sebastian opened the door, his smart attire and facial hair pristine white.


    "Sebastian, I need a favour."


    "Yes, Lord Lancelot?"


    He stood smart, offering a salute while watching his Lord''s facial expression as if trying to understand him.


    "I need a price estimate, location and dealer for a demi-human Second-hand unit."


    "A pristine specimen, my lord?"


    Lancelot looked at the strange look of Sebastian before giving a wry smile; it was quite unusual for a Lord with promise ever to take second-hand units.


    Rather it was seen in a negative light.


    "I need one desperate to live, female, beautiful and preferably a demi-human of the beast variety."


    "I don''t care if she is weak."


    "I don''t care if she is sick."


    "Please, find one that matches this by tonight; otherwise, don''t bother."


    "Understood, my Lord."


    Sebastian was about to turn away, holding a black phone, but Lancelot stopped him; he removed half the silver coins and tossed the rest to Sebastian.


    "I am willing to pay this amount of money, make sure she is willing, and I''ll sign the contract with a blood oath, not a spirit link."


    "My Lord... A blood oath is..."


    I want to earn the troop''s trust rather than force them to follow me."


    "Understood!"


    Sebastian bowed a face of respect on his dignified face as he slowly left the area, allowing Lancelot to leave the car carrying his platinum key and walking towards the huge black door with the number 1 carved in golden paint.


    ''Let''s deal with this first.''


    [You...]


    [Are you not worried I lied or tricked you to escape your control?]


    ''Nope, if you could do that, you would never mention it now.''

 Chapter 15: Chapter 15: His Succubus! Her Knight!

    Lancelot entered a strange lift the moment the door opened, the doors thick with a strange metal he could vaguely remember.There was only one button on the lift apart from the safety and emergency buttons.


    [King]


    "Well, let''s press it and see this amazing room..."


    [You lived like a homeless person in the past after all, fufu~ you were so cute sleeping in that horrible apartment and not complaining, even bonding with that filthy goblin.]


    ''Don''t insult Grek''Tarm.''


    ''He might not have been anything special to others, but he never abandoned me, even when I already set him free.''


    [I know; he even offered his daughter to marry you.]


    ''A goblin wife...''


    [Goblin females are very pretty, you know?]


    [His daughter was equal to that stupid teacher Minx you like.]


    "Mmmm, I can only hope that in this life, he is free and able to protect his village..."


    A sense of nostalgia showed on his face as the lift doors closed, countless magical runes and sigils blustering and flickering around the door before sealing it completely. S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Maybe it''s possible to meet him in Avalon..."


    He knew that thought was idiotic; Avalon was beyond mortal understanding; the entire empire, even his world, could fit inside Avalon several times.


    The strange world of Avalon would grow with each new Lord or Lady that entered, but with it came more demons, monsters, and strange beasts to even the number.


    Millions, maybe billions of different races and planets, are all vying for the top spot to rule Avalon.


    That is the goal of Avalon, to find the true King of each race.


    Those Kings become the 12 Knights of Avalon, gaining huge benefits for their homeworld and themselves.


    They become existences akin to demigods with the power to destroy mountains and part the seas with a mere flick of their fingers.


    Yet the spots were limited, 12 seats and 1 for the King of Avalon, a seat that has never been filled even to this day apart from the first king who vanished never to be seen again.


    Rumours of his daughter fighting to get justice for his death were common in his past life''s dark world, but Lancelot was too busy to look into the truth.


    And those that fail...


    To become slaves or crushed under the new regime and laws of the 12 Knights was the only fate left.


    A horrific and despairing outcome.


    "I know it''s stupid..."


    [I do not judge you, my King, your heart and thoughts are why I chose you out of the billions of worthy men.]


    [I chose you for that heart, one that, despite being human, never judged or blamed the weak goblins you were given.]


    [Fought desperately until the last moment, letting your own body suffer to save your people]


    [Many kings might have done the same, yet in your heart, there was no regret about saving them; you never once believed your loss was anything but your fault.]


    Lancelot found it strange that Morgana could manifest in the real world, her fingers holding his cheeks, gently stroking his lips with her thumbs with a smile.


    His back against the cold steel while the lift ascended to his room, yet the only thing on his mind was the beautiful succubus floating before him.


    "Morgana... I live only for... Mmmmph!"


    Morgana kissed his lips, stopping him from speaking the cold and heartless words she didn''t wish to hear.


    She couldn''t let him live only for revenge; the time she spent watching him locked away in that dark box, his beautiful yet ethereal swordsmanship that danced across the battlefield of death and despair, brought hope and light to her heart.


    In the darkest prison of Avalon, Lancelot awoke her, his passionate desire to win, to fight on even when his body was broken.


    Her eyes narrowed, pushing her tongue into his mouth, not to restore his energy; she just wanted to kiss him.


    The man she chose to become her king following the words of her late father, the one who could shake her cold, frozen heart from the deceit and evil of the palace.


    I would be the one to reunite them once again.


    Their kiss became passionate, his hands feeling her soft body, sliding through the soft black fabric of her dress, to let his hands sink into her flesh, the warmth and spongy feeling of her firm buttocks to die for.


    Morgana, too, lost in the pleasant memories of the past, sucked on his tongue; her throat swallowing the excess drool with a loud slurp.


    He felt the life and essence of his body sucked out of him.


    Yet she felt a pleasure close to orgasm, the amount enough to almost drown her in euphoric bliss.


    Lancelot could feel his body grow heavier, the strange sensation like his arms and legs were carrying a heavy box of lead.


    But he couldn''t extract himself; the soft tongue, her sweet and delicious mouth held his heart and mind prisoner.


    A true succubus.


    Ping!


    Suddenly the doors sounded, and the countless sigils and runes exploded with a loud thud and pop, causing the pair to snap out of their strange trance.


    Morgana looked at the pale Lancelot and shuddered, her face turning into despair as she flung herself back, holding her head with both hands.


    [My king... I lost myself; please forgive me...]


    [You are so delicious I couldn''t release myself from the bliss of your taste... your flavour... your existence brings my heart and soul!]


    "Haa...Haa...." Lancelot''s breathing was slow; he felt a tightness in his chest, the rapid beating of his heart telling him he was close to death.


    Yet... still!


    He wanted to kiss her longer, to hold her in his arms.


    A strange feeling, different from the desire for revenge that was fueling him; somehow, he felt his humanity limited himself too much.


    Lancelot stepped forward, watching Morgana quiver; she didn''t move back out of fear but worry.


    Worry that she might hurt or kill him due to their inability to control themselves.


    He felt addicted to her, wanted more of her as his hand reached out, stroking the smooth and perfect meat of her cheek.


    In his heart, he felt inferior, wanting to comfort her, yet even the touch caused a tingling in his arm, a pain in his chest, like a knife stabbing deep into the centre, twisting with each moment that passed.


    "Ugh.... damn it..." He grunted before rushing out of the lift into the huge apartment; the walls were a brilliant white slate, with countless images of gallant knights, the wonderful scene''s taken from Avalon itself.


    There was a huge white castle; the walls and steeple were nostalgic for Lancelot.


    It was Grendle Keep.


    The former castle he fought for almost five years to stake his claim, exhausting thousands of goblins for that beautiful white castle.


    Protected with huge mountains protecting the southern walls, even the Eastern and Western walls were half-protected.


    A castle that was easy to defend and both beautiful and nostalgic.


    Also, his former place of death.


    "Haa...."


    The pain from his heart faded, and he began to remember the moment he died. That feeling of being unable to control his fate, to stop the tides of fate.


    "Morgana, I promise there will come a day when I can hold and kiss you without my feeble body and soul getting in the way."


    "I hate that look of sorrow and regret on your face..."


    He turned back to face her, biting his tongue, clenching his fists so tight blood began to seep from the cut palm.


    "I am fine..."


    Lancelot didn''t want her to see his pain or know that he was weak and felt just from a kiss and light touch.


    "The taste of your lips and feel of your body is to die for, haha."


    Her eyes watched his actions, knew his pain, feelings and that look of determination; her heart felt strange trembling, the regret from losing control.


    She had watched this man for decades, always trying to reach out to him, yet it took so many chances, his failures of the same life over and over...


    Now he finally accepted her, and she became ecstatic and gleeful.


    "Please, smile..."


    When she saw his forced but honest smile, Morgana felt like a dagger had shanked her heart.


    The feelings he wanted to transmit, his message and his will.


    How could she not understand?


    Not a single woman in existence knew him better than she did.


    Yet her heart trembled without her asking or even trying to help him.


    It was her Knight Lancelot who looked at something besides revenge.


    And what he looked at...


    "My beautiful Succubus Queen."


    Was her.

 Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Training With Succubus [1]

    Lancelot''s eyes returned to his senses, looking at the beautiful Morgana.She held both hands at the side of his cheeks.


    Yet they trembled...


    A slight quiver of her beautiful red lips entered his sharp eyes.


    Her fingers didn''t even touch his flesh, held away from him, as he could see the worry and complex feelings in her beautiful golden eyes.


    "Morgana, let''s start the training now."


    He wanted to escape feelings he deemed unacceptable, seeking to drown himself in the pain and efforts to overcome himself.


    Desperate to become able to embrace her without this weak body.


    [Lancelot... It will hurt...]


    "That''s fine!"


    "Anything is better than feeling worthless like I''ve failed you... The woman I need to place my trust in more than anyone else."


    [Such an idiot~ ahhh, what should Mommy do with such a cute boy.]


    The apartment was quite amazing; all the walls were beautiful, filled with artworks of various places within Avalon; his bed was quite large, but nothing special.


    It seemed the academy believed studying came before the pleasures of the flesh.


    He stepped forward, dropping his body onto the soft black cotton sheets; with a thump, he sank into the comfy memory foam mattress, feeling soothed.


    "Morgana, what is the difference between training normally according to the manual and using your method?"


    She slowly stepped closer, her hands lifting a strange golden piece of pottery before tossing it aside, the jug hitting the ground with a thud, yet he didn''t care.


    Clack!


    Her heels tapped the ground as she approached him, looking more determined than before, her soft eyes and tears now wiped away.


    A stern and demonic succubus looked back at him now.


    ''She looks like a Dommy Mommy... Why is this woman erotic and perfect no matter how she looks, acts or speaks?''


    Morgana''s feet stopped, her cheeks showing a light hue of pink before fading rapidly like a trick of the light.


    [If I place you under my charm, it will be 50% more effective due to the charm removing some of your body''s limits when training.]


    ''So even this would be fine too...''


    ''No, I should not limit myself; I need to push myself till I am so sore it hurts to breathe!''


    [Should I use Mesmerise, it will be 100% more effective, making the time needed 5 days to complete.]


    Her lips curved into a smile, hearing his thoughts, nodding while playing with her fingers.


    [First, we need to finish this book they gave you, although basic, it will temper your body for the Succubus Manual that needs a female partner to help you.]


    "Right... Can you not Charm me and then Mesmerise me?"


    [!!!]


    Morgana''s face seemed a little pale once again, the trace of worry painted in her expression.


    [Lancelot... That, even for you... I don''t know if you would survive...]


    "How long would we save?"


    [It... We could finish in around 2 days...]


    "Right..."


    Lancelot''s body bounced up from the bed, his left hand reaching into the open air, seeming to vanish for a second before a book was pulled from nowhere.


    On the cover was a man with the perfect muscles, neither too bulky nor lean, his arms holding a strange boxing stance.


    [This book is good for you who only focused on swordsmanship in your last life; work on your core muscles; fighting without swords, and your ability with them will also increase.]


    The title was called [Basic Enhancement: Tyrant''s Battle Body I]


    "Shall we go see the private training room they give the elite students? Haha."


    Lancelot''s joy was obvious to her.


    Whenever he mentioned being an elite student, his pride subconsciously caused even Morgana to smile.


    She knew his past, and now seeing his current self reaching the height he deserved made her feel like it was also her achievement.


    The pair walked through his apartment; his bedroom was the northernmost door on the left, with the living room to the right.


    It was a beautiful open-plan living room with a black curved sofa with soft cushions and a thick rug in royal red and gold under the mahogany coffee table was to Morgana''s liking.


    A massive door was located to the right of the hallway leading to the living room and the training room, while the kitchen was fused with the massive living room.


    [Such a lovely home; will we keep this next year?]


    Morgana''s steps were now behind his, her eyes glistening at all the interesting things inside the apartment.


    She couldn''t wait to try cooking for the first time; seeing all the magi-tech appliances made her feel happy.


    "I wonder, by then couldn''t we afford a much nicer place that is completely ours."


    [Ours?]


    "Mm. Ours."


    Morgana watched Lancelot pushing open the thick doors, countless sigils and runes appearing on the black metal, just like the lift, but these were anti-shock, damage resistance and self-repair runes from their shape and text.


    [(Oh, they also have sound dampening...]


    [(That''s good for when that second-hand troop is brought here...)]


    Lancelot stood inside the darkness, the lights not yet turned on, as he took long deep breaths, his mind trying to calm itself.


    He wanted to leave his worries and fears at the door, only focusing on training.


    "Phew..."


    Click!


    One by one, the lights began to turn on, Morgana''s fingers pressing the switch, her fingers blinking while transferring enough mana to last 48 hours.


    [Lancelot, make sure you are prepared.]


    [Once this starts, you will not eat, rest or stop until this book is completed.]


    His eyes remained closed, going over the stances in the book.


    First, he lowered his hips, spreading his feet to anchor himself with both hands at his waist, and turned his palm up. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Phew..."


    He held that position for five seconds.


    He started letting his Ether flow through his body, swirling like a flowing river.


    Its intensity started soft, slowly building until like a savage waterfall flowing to his arms and legs.


    The feeling of his body and muscles tensing almost caused him to grunt.


    ''This is it... 69 cycles of Ether, then perform the punching stance for 69 cycles... then repeat...''


    Lancelot slowly lost all sense of time, and the presence around him enthralled in the technique.


    Morgana slowly walked across the training hall, noticing hundreds of punchbags, medicine balls and countless targets made with magic-reflecting ingredients and materials.


    [These should help, let''s place a bit of my Ether inside so he will target them unconsciously when in that state.]


    In her hand was the book stating that 2 targets were ideal.


    But she knew he wanted to push himself.


    So she grabbed the large punching bag with shock absorption and eight smaller targets, placing them two near the lower legs for leg training, two near the midriff to practise his body attacks and two near the head.


    [So he can headshot fools, of course...]


    [You cannot hear me in that state, but I want you to do your best... If... If you cannot take it...]


    [Please beg me to release you...]


    Lancelot''s light breathing filled the room, her fingers brushing against his slightly sweaty cheek; feeling his Ether''s movements made her proud.


    In his last life, Lancelot awakened his Ether late.


    This caused his body to be like a person who ate too much fat; the Ether trails were filled with an anti-Ether plaque that stopped his improvement and development.


    [I won''t let anything get in your way... Not even myself...]


    She whispered before kissing his cheek.


    The next moment a strange slither of pink Ether seeped into his veins as it began to dissolve and destroy the small remains of impurities in his Ether trail.


    [Here I go...]


    [Mesmerise!]


    [Deadly Charm!]


    Her eyes glowed a beautiful pink colour while a cloud of purple mist flew from her fingers and mouth into his nose and lips.


    Nothing like the charm used against the arachnids.


    This special and intimate charm was used only when bewitching their chosen mate.


    Now it was time for Lancelot du Lac to test his measure. Could he withstand the pain, strain and damage caused by this magical training?


    Even Morgana could only pray.


    Her body was sitting a short distance away, and her eyes focused on him with a bright glow, ready to dive to save him at any moment.


    [Show me your limits, my king.]

 Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Training With Succubus [2]

    Bang! Pah-Pah!Lancelot''s eyes were glowing with a slight purple glow, his fists rapidly alternating between jabs, hooks and palms, his feet constantly switched to slide in side kicks and heel kicks to the various targets ahead of him.


    Each blow caused the targets to shudder, the punching bag already showing signs of splitting along the two shin-level boards.


    [His sheer power is good; two hours in, and I can feel the improvements...]


    [The balance of his weaker leg seems to be improving faster to match that of his leading leg, same for his right hand, which isn''t his dominant...]


    "Haa... Hap!"


    Boom!


    A sudden heavy blow to the top right target caused a deep dent in the special material, but the damage to Lancelot''s body was just as bad.


    Blood began to ooze like a river, slowly breaking the bank and trickling onto the floor.


    However, he continued fighting, filled with the effect of both Charm and Mesmerise; Morgana could only watch, her face focused on his every movement and action.


    ''I can fight harder; my body can still improve!'' His thoughts roared; despite being under the effects of charm, he could maintain his thoughts; only his body was taken over.


    Bang!


    With a wide sweeping roundhouse, the fourth hour he ended, a long crack forming in his leg from his foot to below his knee.


    [He''s going to start breaking soon... My king, you don''t have to push yourself so hard...]


    ''I can fight; I won''t lose!'' Images of his loss, the dead goblins, and burning huts where they danced and invited him to join them for their harvest festival.


    A burning hatred and a desperate need to fight to keep him going.


    3 hours later. 7 hours into his 48 hours of training.


    "Kaha!"


    Blood spewed from his mouth, causing Lancelot to sway.


    Still, only for a moment, the purple glow in his eyes almost completely faded, yet he forced himself to keep throwing punches, switching to the hoarse stance, then back to attacking.


    His body filled with a thick layer of filth, blood and sweat from his intense actions.


    ''My head hurts... my body feels like I was hit by a car... fuck..''


    Morgana now says, biting her fingernails, eyes focused on his body, bloodshot with her pupils completely shrinking to tiny dots.


    She looked scary and obsessive, her legs filled with bloody wounds where her nails dug into the flesh to stop herself from ending this torture.


    [It''s enough, my king... We can do it slower.... 5 days, not 2... I cannot bare to watch this...]


    For Morgana, it was like watching his past self, fighting against unwinnable odds, using his body as bargaining chips, protecting his weak goblins with everything he had.


    He abandoned his left arm and left eye...


    The sacrifice of his body earned countless victories.


    Now all that was left was a wounded man filled with deep scars and a breaking heart of shattered glass glued together with the blood of his comrades.


    ''That''s it... tighten the core, and lower the mistakes. Faster, react faster, avoid the counter...''


    Over and over, his mind constantly repeated the content of the books while his body performed them; Lancelot was in a strange trance.


    He felt the pain, but his desire to improve and become stronger surpassed those feelings.


    [8 hours is approaching... time for his break!]


    8 hours into the 48-hour training.


    Crack!


    The two charms faded before his body crumbled like a huge bag of potatoes.


    Woosh!


    Before his body could crash against the floor, a soft body wrapped around him.


    Her soothing breasts used to comfort and pillow his head before two soft hands began to stroke his body. Each time they brushed across his wounds.


    A strange tingling would jolt him before the aching vanished.


    Morgana was so stressed she forgot to speak through his mind.


    Like the most beautiful songstress or divine angel, her voice resounded in the quiet training room with only Lancelot''s heavy breathing.


    "Why push yourself so hard, Lancelot?"


    The moment he heard her voice, it was like he was under her charm again; snapping to attention, he looked into her eyes, their nose only a short distance apart.


    Suddenly he began to speak with a deep, serious and strange tone that she never heard before; it was like his soul, his existence of both lives, was speaking to her.


    His eyes filled with a powerful Silver glow.


    "To seek my revenge."


    "To become a new me."


    "To be worthy of your trust and faith."


    Morgana thought that would be the end, but suddenly his face twisted, showing an eerie smile as his hands gently rubbed her cheeks.


    She felt a strange sensation, like he could see into her very depths and understood her perfectly, causing her to tremble, biting her lip.


    "To destroy Avalon."


    [(He knows... How can he know my true goal!? He listened to my true voice... these are his true feelings... Lancelot du Lac)]


    [You are truly My King.]


    Their quiet moment ended too quickly, the regular colour returning to his eyes after a short rest; she hoped he would ask for a real meal instead of the strange magi-paste in the kitchen.


    Magi-Paste was a special food in the form of a paste, it contained 100% of the body''s needed nutrients and minerals, but the flavours were lacking.


    [Stupid Lancelot... I would have cooked for you naked!]


    "Haha... Well, maybe save that for when I can touch your ass... or have sex with you instead." He joked, the wounds on his body now mostly healed.


    Like this, his training continued.


    10 hours


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    14 hours


    16 hours...


    Finally, reaching 22 hours.


    Morgana could no longer take watching the harsh training.


    It was causing so much strain on his body that wounds would open constantly, blood spewing from the damage.


    His muscles and bones became fractured and torn; however, Lancelot powered through it; each time she used her magic to help steady him, she noticed the rapid improvements to his body.


    To others, this might look like something simple, just training.


    However, Morgana knew that he was feeling enhanced pain and increased improvements.


    His body suffered from the pain of normal damage, with an extra 150% of the damage added on afterwards.


    [Lancelot...]


    [This is all I can do... just 26 more hours...]


    [Together, we can do this.]


    Her body knelt several steps behind him, out of his training range, with her palms facing towards him as she poured all of her dark magic and Ether into his body, her nose and lips bleeding due to the amount she expended.


    [It''s a fraction of his pain...]


    ''Ah... I feel her energy supporting me...''


    Suddenly, Lancelot felt his body and mind become clear for a split second, as if he needed to do something.


    Then he instinctively called out!


    "Sword!"


    Woosh!


    A flash of purple mist exploded the next moment, and two beautiful swords appeared in his hands.


    Their movements seem to be incorporated in the Tyrant Body Exercises completely, following the motions like water flowing between the cracks of a rock.


    Morgana couldn''t help but be shocked...


    [How...]


    [What drives you to...]


    [Do you have to make my heart flutter each time you act?]


    [My King... Your Queen wants you so badly, yet all she can do is watch...]


    [Such a cruel man!]


    "W....wait for me..... I must become perfect..... My sword...is my body..... My body....a sword... Kuha..."


    More blood splashed from his mouth as he coughed, but the movement of his body was endless, like a dance of death.


    Clang!


    Both swords dropped to the ground, as did Lancelot to his knee''s heavy breathing.


    "Haa....Haa..... Ugh....."


    One day of constant training under the stress of [Mesmerise] and [Deadly Charm] tired his body like he had trained for a month straight.


    "Shall... we have... dinner?"


    [Idiot... you look like someone rubbed your body with a cheese grater...]


    [Let me heal you first...]


    Morgana wiped her tears, looking away with slightly blushing cheeks.


    She couldn''t stop her heart from pounding from his current form, and she watched him training for the past 24 hours.


    [(Damn bastard.... Knows I''m a succubus and leaves his naked body for me to see!)]


    "Keep watching my naked body, and I''ll start charging you..."

 Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Training - Success? Failure??

    How long had passed...How much blood had he spilt...


    Morgana asked herself these questions endlessly, her own Ether long spent, the glorious succubus queen now worn and fading, her ability to linger in the human realm soon to be completely over.


    4 hours left.


    That was all she needed to hang on for; what was a bit of blood or damage to her spirit?


    "How can I linger, slacking in the corner when you..."


    "A mere human..."


    "Keep fighting so hard with your broken body?"


    She long had passed since her eyes were filled with awe and surprise, now weary, bloodshot and oozing a thick red stream of bloody tears.


    Her body, like his falling apart, cracks forming on their bodies, the inside of their skin, pink flesh, red muscle and white bone...


    Each time his arm broke, she fixed it.


    When his muscles snapped, she healed them.


    As his veins ruptured, she closed them.


    Yet, she continued, because their connection wasn''t one way. For the first time in millennia, she felt connected to someone other than her blood family.


    When her lips cracked, he fixed them.


    Each time the scars on her body tore open, he closed them.


    As her eyes oozed blood, he healed them.


    Unlike Morgana, he didn''t have any special magical spell, or specific ability, using mere memories of the past.


    Lancelot''s Ether transferred into her body a very basic and amateur way of treatment. Yet, this very treatment kept Lancelot alive in the war between the strongest existences for so long with his human body.


    A simple first aid technique using Ether...


    The amount of healing and Ether was never enough to help the Queen of Succubi.


    Yet the mere action caused her heart to tremble for real; no acting or relying on fate and other things that might have guided her before.


    Lancelot himself made her heart throb; why else would she sacrifice her own body and spirit, causing herself immense pain for this man?


    Because he''s her Lord? Please, they met less than a day ago.


    For others, it was folly, foolish, an idiot''s actions.


    However, for Morgana...


    His actions solidified her trust and hope in this man; originally, this moment tested his character; could he endure the greatest pain in his life?


    Or would he flee, choosing the path of death?


    [Lancelot]


    ''Morgana''


    Their minds were almost in sync, but her eyes widened as his body twisted in the air before crashing down, his hands and arms trembling.


    Crack!


    Another set of purple phantasmal swords is broken...


    "Kuha..."


    More bloodshed from his lips... His pale face caused her to feel distressed.


    "Phew... Haa.... haa...."


    Lancelot released a long sigh, his terrible breathing a massive understatement. He looked towards Morgana, seeing her horrible state, only to smile bitterly.


    Suddenly a strange purple aura encircled his left hand.


    He ordered her to return...


    [How!? You were only Mesmerised and hit with my Deadly Charm a moment ago!]


    [How are you free?]


    [You cannot send me back... your body... there are 2 hours left... you will die!]


    Morgana slowly faded into particles, little glittering lights of purple from her feet, as she returned to the Lord Realm.


    "Haha.... d-don''t worry....."


    Lancelot looked at her with a bitter smile, his body barely performing the basic movements of the Tyrant''s body with the sword-like extensions of his arms. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You''ve been testing me... So....watch me until... the end, ok? Haha..."


    [Lancelot! Stop! This Queen orders you to let her stay!]


    [Lancelot! Lancelo--]


    "Haha... watch from there, don''t worry... I can feel something; see your Lord in all his glory and make your choice, to follow him until death or let me find a new Commander."


    His eyes sharpened, a dark grey light shimmering from them; he took several deep breaths before restarting the movements, his sword dancing, cutting across the air, swaying and flowing like a raging ocean, a gentle river...


    The swordplay of Lancelot seems to fuse with his former water-like style and this vigorous and powerful Tyrant style.


    His slashes began to build up power, each one stronger than the next.


    "I will fight for my destiny, what I believe in. Not yours!"


    Woosh...


    "I am not your puppet or tool to fight against Avalon!"


    Woosh...


    "MORGANA! I AM YOUR LORD, AND YOU WILL FOLLOW ME!"


    WOOSH!


    A burst of powerful air left the blade like a bullet, purple light in a blade arc slicing across the centre targets and punchbag simultaneously, causing them to tremble.


    "Not enough!" He bellowed, blood, spit, and his head rattling.


    Woosh! Woosh! Bang!


    Purple lights danced around his body; each slashed a clear target, defence, attack, parry, block.


    His movements became faster, the bones in his legs creaking, the muscles screaming as they filled with unbearable heat.


    Yet he pushed on, determined to be the master of his fate.


    Not Arthur! Not Morgana! Not Avalon! Nor God!


    Lancelot would guide his fate, starting from this step! As his purple blades of light rain on the training room, crushing the pillars, slicing their empowered stone, leaving small gashes, slowly blade after blade after blade...


    The gashes became deep grooves.


    "Haa...Haa...."


    "..."


    Thud!


    He dropped to the ground; his body painted red, countless wounds oozing dark blood, his veins struggling to pump the blood to his various body parts while every one of his muscles began to convulse and cramp.


    The pain was agony, yet he couldn''t even move or scream.


    Only a dry howl came from his bloody mouth before he collapsed.


    A smile painted on his lips...


    His smile was caused by two simple lines of text emitted from the glowing tattoo on his left hand.


    [Title Gained: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)]


    [Skill Physique: Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body ]


    Silence filled the small room, his breathing slow and slightly disturbed, the blood seeping into the mats while his phone began to vibrate. It was the number registered for Sebastian.


    "Silly fool..."


    "Why did you misunderstand me..."


    The outline of a beautiful woman, her long black hair with purple highlights cascading over her naked body; this time, her horns, wings and tail were hidden.


    Morgana was in a simple humanoid form; gently, she leaned down, stroking his cheek with her left hand while lifting the bloody black phone with her right.


    Clack!


    She opened the flip phone, placing it to her ear.


    "Lord Lancelot, sorry to bother you. It is Sebastian." His voice sounded urgent; the time was currently 4 pm, two days since he met the old man.


    Her eyes looked at the sleeping Lancelot, her hand still stroking him, injecting Ether into him slowly to avoid any damage and injury to his organs, letting them fully accept the powerful energy created by his new physique.


    "What''s the matter? Disturbing your Lord must be for a good reason; answer me!"


    Morgana was only gentle with Lancelot; if he was awake now, he might understand his worries were a little stupid, but after his many betrayals, the fear existed.


    She could leave the Lord Realm the moment he finished; it seemed he trusted her enough to let her out after he spoke his piece and gave her a choice.


    "Ahem, excuse me, M''lady, but you are?"


    "This Queen is Lord Lancelot''s... Lancelot''s... Faithful..." Her fingers began to curl his soft silver hair, brushing away the dirty filth expelled thanks to the training manual.


    "Lancelot''s Future Wife... Tell me, it''s about the second-hand troop, right?"


    "..."


    A moment passed, and Sebastian didn''t reply, but he seemed to take a deep breath as if mulling over her words before he finally spoke.


    "Understood, there has been a match, but..."


    "But?"


    "The Demi-human is an Albino Frost Hare, a physically weak and useless troop. Both susceptible to weakness and disease..."


    Morgana''s face filled with a wide smile before she looked down at Lancelot with her golden eyes brightly shining.


    ''Lucky bastard... You will get the second most perfect partner for our Succubus Training Manual...''


    "Buy her, no matter the cost; even if sick, we will accept. Ensure she has no sexual diseases; those are the only rejection."


    "Ah...."


    She was seemingly shocked by her words and the mention of sexual diseases, confusing him as sometimes lords wished to do those things with beautiful female and male commanders and troops.


    However, normally, it was impossible due to loyalty or merely rejecting the Lord due to differences in race.


    Once again, he was quiet for a moment.


    "Understood, her price is 300 silver, and she is a virgin, sold to the trader due to being too weak to fight in Avalon.


    "Her troop summon artefact is on offer for 150 silver. Should I make an offer for both?"


    Her smile of Morgana became wicked, twisted as a strange darkness filled the entire training room.


    "Accept the offer and take both. I will meet you in the parking lot in 2 hours."


    "Insist on a Blood pact parchment."


    "A blood pact!?"


    Sebastian''s loud cry cut off the phone; Morgana didn''t care for men other than Lancelot, even more so when she needed to heal his body, to prepare him for even more enhancement.


    She returned the phone to the ground, stroking his face and hair with a delighted expression.


    Although she couldn''t use most of her power in this human form, she had no restrictions on her body remaining outside the Lord''s Realm.


    "I will make you into the strongest man in existence..."


    "Whatever you dream... I will support you.


    "My cute lord."

 Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Albino Frost Hare - Ikumi

    Morgana stood outside the grand bedroom, her golden eyes moving between the occupied bed and the front entrance bell.Lancelot''s body covered in bandages, pain relief paste, and patches looked comical, but what could Morgana do? She didn''t have enough Ether to heal him fully, already using 80% of her current limit.


    At least now his wounds were stable.


    "His body is outrageous..." She whispered, the divine tinge in her voice gone, no longer making the air tremble or carrying a sweet, honey scent.


    The scent was still soothing and sweet, but it wasn''t enough to drive a man crazy with lust or desire, which she enjoyed.


    "Living as a normal human beside him might be fun too..."


    Ding-Dong!


    Her quiet little fantasy faded; taking one last look at her master, she walked towards the guest door swaying her hips, hoping just a little he might wake up to see her behind, peeking through the loose white dress.


    Once she left his sight, her dress lengthened, her stockings now up to her waist, hiding everything¡ªeven her cleavage was well hidden with a black undershirt and bra.


    "..."


    Morgana didn''t even realise she did this; rather, it was her subconscious.


    "Lord Lancelot?" Sebastian''s voice sounded on the magi-tech doorbell at the side of the doorway.


    "Did you bring the girl and the contract?"


    "Y-yes... Lord Lancelot is?"


    "Resting, please send the girl up in the elevator; I have granted you access."


    Her voice was quite cold, but Sebastian was a professional¡ªit was not his place to complain or answer and thus, a smile formed on the nifty old man''s face on the video screen.


    "Understood, Ma''am."


    Click!


    She placed the receiver down, her eyes looking towards her Lord again, noticing his breathing seemed much smoother, no longer the sound of him choking slightly on the leftover blood in his chest.


    "Such a stubborn man..." Morgana whispered with a small smile on her face.


    The moment he told her he would choose his destiny and didn''t want to be her pawn, it was nostalgic to hear such words.


    "I remember shouting the same words to my father before he left..."


    Thankfully there was no sense of anger or upset in her voice. Rather, from her atmosphere and voice, Morgana seemed refreshed.


    Because she was not searching for a pawn from the start!


    She called him [My King] to tell him the kind of Lord she needed, one that was steadfast and could take the lead of both people and the battlefield.


    "Fufu, big sister, will take good care and support whatever you choose." sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Morgana was halfway to the bedroom when the door slowly began to open.


    Sebastian was extremely careful¡ªthe [Merchandise] was still locked in her sealed crate, and the package containing her unit''s summoning tool.


    A small bottle of red liquid and a strange sigil with countless words written in a strange runic language.


    "Let''s see..."


    She placed a finger on her chin, wondering how to make things work.


    All the while, her round hips swayed like a soft succulent peach while pacing towards the door.


    Her arms were stronger than the average human¡ªin this form, she could share the same attributes as Lancelot.


    So her strength was quite high!


    Creak!


    "E...eh....? Who is there?!" A soft, cute voice sounded with a hoarse tone.


    "Quiet rabbit."


    "I...I''m a hare..." Her lovely voice replied before the slight scraping of her nails sounded on the bottom of the crate.


    "Haa...." Morgana sighed¡ªdealing with these low-class troops was annoying.


    However, she knew that the rare types specialised in certain skills and abilities¡ªa regular Frost Hare was normal, nothing special.


    Maybe a Tier D unit?


    But Albino was at least a Tier B with a chance to surpass that depending on their treatment and the Lord.


    "Whatever. Do you know your current situation, Hare?"


    "I have a name... No need to be so cruel..." The cute voice mumbled the sound of scratching once again as if she was scraping her feet along the bottom of the crate.


    Morgana waited before the Hare began to speak.


    "My Lord... former Lord... She put me up for sale at the slave trader..."


    "And?"


    "A-and... You are my new Lord...?"


    The Albino Hare''s voice was truly something that could match the charm of a succubus with how cute and sugary it was.


    Quickly Morgnaa spoke to shut her down.


    "No, don''t confuse yourself. I am not your master; I am the Lord''s commander; you will be a captain under me."


    "Ah... T-that...?"


    "Hmmm?"


    "C-can I meet the Lord, or is she like my previous master...?"


    "Your master is a male."


    "!!!"


    There was a sound of shuffling in the box, a slight hint of her seeming scared, moving away from the side closest to Morgana.


    "Do not worry; my master is not seeking you for that reason."


    Morgana realised her error¡ªnormally, a primary troop would resist their Lord''s desire and advance, but a secondary troop was not so lucky, with fewer laws and regulations protecting them.


    Thus, in secret, many of the humanoids were used as comforters.


    "Morgana... That''s enough; let me speak with her." A hoarse but deep voice sounded, causing Morgana to turn around, her face filled with worry quickly.


    "Lord!? You shouldn''t be out of bed! Back... back... I can deal..."


    "Morgana, it''s fine. I order you to stand aside."


    Unable to resist, her left hand shone a strange colour before her body stepped to the side while Lancelot slowly paced towards the wooden box with a slight limp.


    The moment he arrived at the box, his hand lifted, the muscles in his hips and chest tightening before a beautiful sword, like countless sharp petals stacked together, was created before slashing down.


    Boom!


    "kyaaa!?" The Hare screamed.


    Splinters of wood flew across the hallway, and the scared Hare in the box was freed.


    A gentle purple aura of petals from his broken sword swayed around her as he stood a metre away.


    His face showed a soft smile despite his body being wrapped in countless bandages and slight bleeding wounds under the cotton.


    Her gentle red eyes, filled with tears, locked onto his grey orbs, filled with a sincere but wild glint.


    "My name is Lancelot, and I need you to become my captain. Would you please join me, beautiful little snow Hare?"


    "Hueh?"


    Lancelot''s left knee lowered, his body no longer towering over her, extending his right hand, the left already filled with Morgana''s oath¡ªit would be impolite to seek an oath with another using the same hand.


    The Albino Frost Hare looked into his eyes, her soft white fur covering her feet like little paws and her floppy ears shaking from her movements.


    His eyes never leered at her body or moved from her face, a warm smile upon his lips.


    "Would you prefer me to serenade you with a summoning Hymnal?"


    In the background, Morgana looked jealous, her face staring daggers at the little hare that seemed oblivious, only watching Lancelot with eyes like a deer in headlights.


    "Are you willing, such an important oath for a second-hand troop?" The hare''s voice was sweet, with a sense of desire and anticipation.


    Snap!


    Lancelot''s fingers snapped before an array of purple petal blades danced around his body, the lights of the Rank 1 apartment dimming.


    [You don''t need to do this...]


    ''I must, this girl''s heart, how broken it must be. Not only herself but her entire tribe was discarded like garbage because she was different!''


    [Lancelot...]


    ''If I don''t extend my hand first and remove her from the stigma of [Second-Hand], how can I expect her to follow my lead?''


    ''Don''t be jealous; you are my number one.''


    ''Now and always.''


    [Hmph! You and your stupid silver tongue... This queen will stomp on you when you sleep!]


    Lancelot ignored her before closing his eyes, making the sword blades dance with a slower, more charming movement¡ªpink and purple light filled the entrance before his lips opened again.


    "This hymnal is dedicated to you, Ikumi."


    "An ode to my Queen of Frost."

 Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Serenading A Naive Hare!

    A Hymnal was sacred to all summoned units, from a mere troop to the Commanders¡ªall of them dreamed of hearing a hymnal for them.The one performed for Morgana was a pseudo-Hymnal, but she accepted it due to his sincerity upon seeing her form.


    A soft melody began to sound from the petals tapping each other in a rhythmic beat, or his Ether causing the air to vibrate, making a gentle but energetic song.


    [You...]


    Lancelot knew the amount of Hymnal a lord could do was limited¡ªthe hymn used part of their soul carving the summons existence into their flesh and body, then linking them together until death.


    The Hymnal was not just a song for now but must show the desire of the Lord and his feelings upon seeing the unit.


    His true feelings, no matter how cringe, are embarrassing and stupid.


    Otherwise, it would fail, and the Lord would be punished.


    ''Ah, such pretty red eyes...''


    Due to her strong bloodline, Ikumi''s cute nose twitched a cross between a human and a Hare, a small black triangle bump with a human bridge.


    Some would be put off, but it wasn''t too much for Lancelot to accept.


    She had a cute charm he wanted, different from Morgana''s sassy older sister type¡ªwhile Ikumi was like a little sister type, not to mention, due to her powerful legs, her ass was huge... and firm.


    [You prefer a woman''s butt!? I can eat more... grow fatter...]


    Morgana spoke, but he smiled¡ªfinally, the melody was ready to enter the first verse.


    ''I like your butt how it is. Morgana now is time for your little sister to feel wanted.''


    In a realm unknown, where paths converge,


    Two strangers meet, their souls emerge.


    Lord of mysteries, heart veiled in mist,


    Encounters a Hare, by fate''s sweet twist.


    Lancelot''s voice differed from the solemn and heavy oath he sang for Morgana, with a light and gentle timbre causing the small girl to stand.


    Revealing her height was taller than Morgana and Lancelot, those powerful legs with thick thighs full of soft flesh and immense muscle.


    Yet his gaze and smile didn''t change, slowly lifting his body, reaching out to her hand that gingerly extended, their right hands clasping together.


    Oh, Albino Hare, a vision rare,


    A chance encounter, a whispered prayer.


    Your eyes, like rubies, ignite the flame,


    Kindling desires no words can tame.


    ''Her fingers are so smooth¡ªthe little bracelet of fur around her wrist is silky and soft.''


    [Lancelot?]


    Like his, Ikumi''s eyes were still enthralled with Lancelot''s handsome face, her guard lowering as she felt him carving his seal into her right hand. Only then did she notice his right hand was empty?


    A place only for her...


    Tears began filling in her cute red orbs before small ice droplets danced across the air, mixing with his purple blades, twirling like they were performing their Waltz together.


    Morgana felt her chest tighten; she knew this would happen one day... Yet why now, so soon repeated in her mind.


    Amidst the snowfall, we embark anew,


    From strangers'' gaze to love that grew.


    Through wintry winds, our steps align,


    From cautious whispers to a love divine.


    Lancelot took the Hare into his arm, their bodies moving along with the melody and rhythm of the dancing tears of ice and his phantasmal blades¡ªhe never believed he would use his Endless Waltz to help charm a rabbit girl.


    Each encounter, a tantalising game,


    Unspoken yearnings, a burning flame.


    In snowy glades, secrets we confide,


    Two spirits entwined, no longer to hide.


    Ikumi''s confidence increased each moment, their feelings slowly synchronising, her eyes watching the reflection of blue light from the back of his hand with a sense of bliss in her chest, the poor Hare''s heart racing.


    Slowly, their dance continued, and Morgana went from sight.


    When Lancelot detected her go, he whispered in his mind, ''I will make sure to dance with you when I next sing a Hymnal for you.''


    Step by step, our souls converge,


    From tender glances to passions surge.


    On frozen nights, our hearts unite,


    A symphony of love, both fierce and bright.


    The more he sang, the more aggressive and active Ikumi became, her hands now resting on his right hand and left him, pressing her body against his, taller than him when her legs were fully stretched.


    Some might think her strange, but Lancelot was happy to have found such a cute second unit.


    He had a hearty smile on his face as the song entered its final¨¦


    Now the song would sing not from his own heart but from their combined souls; he felt her voice gentle, soothing like snow on a winter''s morning, the blazing fire while wrapped in a warm blanket.


    Her voice was filled with passion and seeking acceptance.


    Eternal companion, destiny''s decree,


    Through the snow-laden paths, you''ve captured me.


    From strangers'' touch to an ardent embrace,


    Together we journey our love to chase.


    Lancelot was stunned; although the words were thrown around, these were not the feelings of the two now.


    Rather, these were the dreams of Ikumi and what she wanted, her spirit and soul calling out to meet his Hymnal as an ice-blue Hare was slowly carved onto his right hand, starkly contrasting the twin blades and succubus on his left.


    With every verse, this hymn resounds,


    A testament to love that knows no bounds.


    Lord and Hare, bound by fate''s decree,


    Our hearts entangled, forever free. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The song ended, the floor littered with wet spots from the melting tears, his purple petals fading into the night as the sun began to rest.


    There were still 5 days until the start of Term 1 and his trip to Avalon, yet right now, the soft body of his new troop, the Albino Frost Hare, took all over his mind.


    Even Morgana became a distant thought¡ªhe didn''t treat the summoning ritual or oath lightly.


    "Why...?" Her soft voice, more confident, sounded as her face lowered, level with his, those ruby dots peering into his eyes.


    Lancelot didn''t have any complicated reason or explanation.


    It was simply...


    "A hunch, something in my chest, my mind told me to take you as my secondary Commander, for not you''d have to be a Captain..."


    "I am not strong enough to have a sub-Commander yet..."


    "Hahaha~ what is that?" Her bell-like laughter was lovely, like her soft-spoken voice, starkly contrasting his lovely Morgana with a deep, seductive voice.


    Ikumi was as pure as snow, for now.


    She lifted his hand, a broad smile covering her face, her nose twitching as she pushed it against the brightly shining blue Hare sigil.


    "It can''t be taken back; I won''t let you take it back, you know?"


    "Such a wonderful, beautiful man and a Hymnal sang just for me?"


    "Am I really okay? Can I be part of your main troop?"


    Now that gentle voice spoke like a machine gun, causing Lancelot to wonder where the shy hare was scared to peek outside the box.


    {Take care of me, Master!} The voice of her soul reaching him, a strange ticklish feel, like an innocent woman being tricked by an evil wolf.


    "Ah, Ikumi, welcome to my service. I will keep you until I should perish."


    Suddenly a slightly bitter voice from ahead of them sounded¡ªMorgana, holding the summoning item for the normal Frost Hare troop in her hand.


    "So, are you not going to perform the final part of the Hymnal? Don''t you need to kiss before it''s official?"


    Her eyes narrowed with a sneer watching the blushing Hare. At the same time, she skipped forward, leaning into Lancelot''s face and kissing his lips roughly.


    She kissed him like it was nothing, her soft tongue prying open his mouth, making a loud smacking sound before she pulled back, looking at the bright red Hare wiping her lips clean.


    "Ikumi, was it?"


    "Are you not going to kiss your new Lord? Fufu~ I guess the Hymnal was wasted."


    "!!!"

 Chapter 21: Chapter 21: The Lords Hare

    Lancelot gave a bitter smile, looking at the embarrassed face of Ikumi, knowing deep down that she was not ready for that kind of contact with him. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.[Heh! I''ll teach you to flirt with this damn rabbit!]


    Unlike the Commander, a Captain could not hear the words of Morgana, but she could hear Ikumi''s.


    ''Since it''s too soon.''


    He leaned forward, the soft fingers still in his hand, saving him the effort of kneeling as Lancelot turned over her hand, kissing the back of her sigil.


    The kiss didn''t have to be on the lips; it could be like this.


    Simple.


    Thankfully when the humanoid is the same sex as the Lord, they slice their thumbs and press them together, mixing blood.


    Ikumi''s face turned bright red, her fur standing on edge with her heart racing like a deer chased by a pack of wolves in the darkness.


    Yet she felt a sense of ease, the thought and feelings of his Hymnal seeming to be true, that he was willing to take it one step at a time.


    "Master..." Ikumi whispered with a dreamy voice¡ªfrom the moment she was summoned, life was never the same.


    Her first Lord was a girl who deemed her unwanted and quickly tossed her out with the lowest-level slave dealer for the worst price.


    Yet when she heard that the false price given by the Slave dealer to make money was accepted, her heart that moment was filled with a small light.


    The light of hope.


    As she looked into his soft violet eyes, Ikuma was overwhelmed with a feeling of maturity and ferocity deep within that washed over her, feeling his desire to fight beside her, not use her as a mere joy toy.


    "Master Lancelot, would you accept this unworthy frost hare into your service?"


    Slowly, her long legs bent, her hands grasping both sides of the hand with her sigil, the icy blue light now shining brightly.


    "I accept you with pleasure."


    The next moment Lancelot fet the soft sensation of the Frost Hare''s first kiss, squishy, plump and warm, the texture like soft jelly.


    She pressed her lips against him, her small black nose twitching as she kissed his hand for several seconds before slowly pulling away, her breath blowing against the back of his hand, her face completely on fire.


    [Captain (1/2)]


    Name: Ikumi Winters


    Age: 25


    Rank: G (Potential: S+)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Shield


    Skills: Hare kick, Double Kick, Leap


    Loyalty: 76


    Affection: Moderately High


    Alignment: Neutral Good


    Current thoughts: "Master''s hand tastes like vanilla sponge cake~ Kya! Dearest Mother, Ikumi, had her first kiss!"


    The strange thing for Lancelot was the sigil on his right hand glowed with a light blue screen with bold white writing.


    However, if he used Morgana''s sigil to check his information and status, it was a dark pink screen and bold black writing with a cursive font.


    ''Why is Morgana needlessly fancy?''


    [Hmph! Don''t you see the quality when it''s in your face? Uncultured Swine!]


    {Ohhh~ Master''s hand is stroking my ears... so nice... ehehe}


    Before he could speak, and stop stroking her cute ears that were extremely fluffy, each time he brushed against the base of her ears, her foot tapped the ground with a loud thud, the muscles in her legs on display.


    ''Ah... she''s so cute.''


    [!!!]


    {Ehehehe}


    [This damn little hussy rabbit!]


    ''Leave her be¡ªimagine the hell she''s lived through... A low-class Slave dealer, it''s a wonder she''s even alive. You should know how they treat non-humans and demihumans.''


    [Keh! Humans and their weird morals and minds. They would stick their filthy ham between her legs if given half a chance!]


    ''Haha...''


    "Shall we stop lingering in my hallway and relax in the living room?"


    "Mmm..."


    "..."


    At some point, the human form of Morgana also manifested, her ears slightly pointed and small mini-bat wings on her back fluttering as she led the others with her buttocks bouncing with each step.


    Lancelot watched it for several moments before a soft hand grasped his right hand, the silky fur on her wrist tickling him.


    "So expensive..." Ikumi muttered, her ruby eyes looking around the walls and fixtures¡ªshe seemed to like the painting of a single rabbit looking into the sky, surrounded by a world of snow and trees.


    ''Mmm... the person who chose this painting has quite the foresight.''


    Listening to his voice, Morgana looked back with a gentle smile¡ªshe didn''t completely dislike this naive and cute rabbit.


    Because she knew her temper was volatile and abrasive at times, adding Ikumi helped greatly to balance their trio.


    "Do you like that painting?" He asked, playing stupid, just for her honest answer.


    "Mmm.. hehe~ such a lovely image."


    "Shall we put it in your room?"


    When he asked, her face looked strange before she made a cute sound, crossing her hands frantically to cover her embarrassment.


    His Rank 1 Apartment came with two well-sized guest rooms, a double bed, a desk and a bathroom.


    Both were on the way to his main room and the living room¡ªLancelot opened the door, seeing the room with beautiful decorations and black walls inside.


    ''Damn, even the guest room is better than my room from my last life...''


    [True...]


    "I-is this... My room?" The little rabbit asked, her nose twitching as she sniffed around the room, her body almost touching the top of the doorframe when she stood up.


    Morgana skillfully danced around the tall girl, sliding her hands across Lancelot''s crotch, brushing her breasts against his chest, her lips parting to blow her sweet-scented breath into his face.


    [How is the feel of my hands compared to hers? Fufu~]


    Slowly he managed to pull himself from the attraction to this damn succubus, his body stepping forward to place both hands on the shoulder of Ikumi, causing the little rabbit to jump.


    {Ah!? Master Ikumi isn''t tasty to eat....!}


    ''Don''t worry, place the picture on the wall¡ªI''ll replace the current one with the wolves; you would have nightmares sleeping with wolves watching you, right?''


    "Mm!"


    Ikumi hopped to her bed, the large muscles of her legs making her far heavier than a normal girl¡ªeven the bones of her lower feet were closer to a hare than a human.


    She could likely jump several metres vertically even without using Ether.


    Creak!


    Her body sank deep into the mattress before her long muscular legs began to shake and kick the air, her mouth letting out a strange giggle as she looked at the picture of the rabbit while rolling on her bed.


    ''Easily pleased?''


    [You know it''s not just that.]


    ''Ah, I wanted to give you a chance to make up for earlier.''


    Lancelot was about to speak when a strange voice message played in his mind, like when he first created the contract with Morgana.


    -> Troop Summoning Artefact discovered


    [Frost Hare Hut] [Grade F+ -> C+]


    Frost Hares were a powerful tribe known to exist in a distant world of Celum IV¡ªthey are a tribe that lived nomadic lives but sought to serve a Lord and settle down more than anything.


    But due to their poor health and low resistance to disease and illness, many choose to use them for food or fodder instead of developing their true powers.


    A Shock-Type Infantry Unit.


    Summons up to 10 Female Frost Hare warriors daily, with a 0.2% chance of summoning a rare type.


    The Hare will build their homes once summoned using the surrounding wood and materials if allowed.


    Effectiveness: Low Damage, High Mobility, Good Defence.


    Summoning Cost: 1 Avalon Coin


    Warning: Once used, the item is bound to the Lord''s soul forever and cannot be sold or traded!


    [The First Summon is Free!]


    -> Would You Like To Enter Avalon?

 Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Choice - Consequence

    [My Lord, what''s wrong?]Lancelot stood dazed, his hands holding the soft, squishy mounds of Ikumi.


    The poor girl trembling from his touch, her cute fluffy ears wiggling while her long rabbit feet pounded the ground.


    ''Morgana... If I enter Avalon now, what will happen?''


    His hands were moving on their own, despite his focus on power and becoming stronger Lancelot was a man, and both Morgana and Ikumi were extremely beautiful women that were both his type.


    Thus while his eyes were closed, reading the display, the strange words displayed across his iris.


    -> Enter Avalon


    Y/N?


    The temptation of entering Avalon before anyone else was extremely difficult to resist¡ªnot only would his army start growing much faster than the other students even the other top 10 would be 4 days behind him.


    ''Morgana, as your Lord, I seek your guidance and counsel.''


    Before he could even breathe, the legs of Ikumi finally couldn''t take it anymore, her little cherries now poking through her cheap dress and flung Lancelot out of the room.


    "Meep, M-meep!"


    Morgana dodged to the side, so his body and let him smash into the solid wall with a loud bang.


    "Ahh... damn it."


    [My Lord! Forgive me¡ªit was just a reflex to danger!]


    ''...''


    ''Stop acting stupid, forget about it and guide me¡ªyou''re a queen, right?''


    Lancelot pulled himself from the wall¡ªthankfully, Ikumi was still rather sickly, suffering from weakened limbs and power.


    Otherwise, he might have crashed through the wall and been in high debt.


    "Master!? Are you alright?" The cute little frost hare peeked out from the room, her little mouth forming a huge circle seeing Lancelot rolling on the ground and slowly getting up.


    "I''m fine, don''t worry. You can play in your room¡ªhere were some belongings in the crate, right? Take them and arrange them in your room."


    "Mm!"


    [Such a simple girl...]


    "Morgana."


    His voice was deeper than before, no longer the soft and gentle tone when playing.


    He was desperate to know if there was a downside to him entering Avalon early.


    The benefits were extremely important, but he didn''t want to rush and mess everything up due to impatience.


    "Lord Lancelot, please follow me."


    Morgana stood sharp, her body walking towards his private room with a hidden rune to hide sound and scent and improve ventilation for the most comfortable daily rest possible.


    Her movements were no longer seductive but elegant, like a royal princess leading her king to the throne room.


    Despite not moving her hips like normal, the charm and sex appeal that oozed from her body was leagues above normal.


    ''Such an alluring woman...''


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    Morgana stood near the large human-sized window, the backdrop of dim light making her beautiful figure seem holy.


    She watched him with golden eyes before slowly kneeling as he sat on the soft black leather chair facing the window beside his huge bed.


    "My Lord, please order your Morgana as you please."


    Lancelot looked at the strange succubus queen, wondering where her normal cheeky self had gone.


    However, her face looked at him with respect and awe, not the slightly flirtatious and hungry eyes.


    Only the beautiful golden eyes of a Sevant showed.


    He leaned back on the leather chair, enjoying the cool and smooth sensation on his thighs.


    Lancelot looked down at the succubus before him, his lips forming a smile while enjoying her cute white dress that covered her large mounds¡ªeven her cleavage was hidden.


    "Ah, forgive me, Lord."


    When she noticed his eyes, Morgana began to modify her dress like magic¡ªthe neckline lowered to reveal her deep canyon of hopes and dreams, a seductive smile on her face.


    "Enough of your seductive tricks."


    "Tell me."


    Like the flip of a coin, her atmosphere changed, looking at Lancelot with a quiet smile.


    "My Lord, in all honesty, there is no demerit to entering Avalon now."


    "..."


    "However, should you enter now, certain things will be different."


    Her eyes watched his reaction, like wondering whether she should continue.


    Morgana tilted her head with cute eyes blinking slowly, their deep golden glow flashing slowly as if to entice him to answer.


    But he remained silent, only moving his hand to allow her to continue.


    "First, the place you will form your first territory will be in a different location, making it difficult to form a part with lords from the academy."


    "This might sound irrelevant to you¡ªwho can fight alone."


    "However, you would lose the chance to ally with that flexible eastern woman; I believe her name was Sumika."


    Lancelot liked this strange Morgana¡ªlike a royal instructor, her voice was stern, but the things she told him were information he didn''t know about.


    "Understood. Is there anything else that would be a negative?"


    "My Lord..." She could feel his interest and desire, causing her cheeks to blush as she wasn''t actively trying to seduce him, yet it was more successful than any other time.


    [(My King seems to like the teacher or instructor type, rather than mother''s and sister''s.)]


    Morgana collected herself¡ªshe was trying not to see how obsessive she was becoming, trying to sniff the air coming from his body quietly, thanks to the sweating all night.


    "Secondly, you would lose the duration of the novice protection period compared to the academy''s top-class barriers and spells.


    "I see..." His hand stroked his chin as he listened to her words, mulling them over, playing out several ideas and considering different situations.


    "You would get 1 month rather than 3 months."


    "Well, that''s a slight shame, but honestly, I don''t mind fighting against the big boys after a month."


    "My Lord... so valiant, fufu~ are you sure?"


    Morgana looked amused¡ªno, her former strict and smart look faded, her chin resting on her palms as she knelt before him, the dusk of the evening painting the room red.


    Lancelot leaned against the leather arm, slightly squeaking as he smiled at his cute commander.


    "The benefits?" He asked with a soft voice.


    "Avalon Coins"


    "Access to minerals and resources far before the others."


    "You can touch my bare tits without dying."


    "Time to grow as both a Lord and King."


    "Your troops can improve, train and learn skills."


    "I can kiss you."


    "None of your classmates or traitors will know your location and will never get the jump on you."


    "Because those who use the Academy''s portal can be traced using the grand magia hub locked deep within the academy protected by the "great" wizard Merlin."


    "Your body will start to adjust to the changes Ether has brought¡ªno longer will you be limited by a mortal body."


    "I can sleep with you if you practice a little."


    "Those are all of the benefits, My wonderous Lord."


    Lancelot leaned back, a strange smirk on his face while his eyebrows twitched at the hints in her words.


    "If I choose to go, will you support me, Morgana?"


    "My King, you only need to give the order!"


    ''Stupid, why mention touching you so often to bloat the benefits?"


    He leaned forward once again, the squeak of the leather sounding like a serpent.


    His arm thrust out, grasping Morgana''s arm, pulling her up with great power as her body safely landed on his lap.


    "The only benefit that was needed was to be able to touch you freely.''


    "Ah!?"


    [Lancelot!?]


    She wanted his response, but suddenly the entire world changed¡ªthe red sky, the modern walls, the entire world was filled with darkness as they began to fall rapidly.


    -> Enter Avalon


    "Yes"


    -> Entering Avalon, Co-ordinates (467,569)

 Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Valefor Plains - Sanguine Succubus [1]

    Lancelot''s body felt like he was being flung around like a washcloth in a storm¡ªthe only positive was the soft tits of Morgana cushioning his body while her arms and legs wrapped around his back."F-fuck!" He shouted unusually vulgarly for him, holding onto her flesh as the sensation of teleportation was nothing he had ever experienced.


    ''What is this!? The Academy portal was so smooth, we even drank tea during the movement!''


    Morgana''s eyes were always watching him, never removing them for even a moment while watching his reactions.


    The sigils connecting them flashed brightly while she smiled at him with a wicked smile.


    [(Forgive me, My King. Our destination is one of strife and danger, in the centre of the demon kingdoms territory.)]


    "Wooooah! I''m falling!" He gasped, the cute Morgana holding a certain object that flashed, seeming to be his magi-phone.


    Bang!


    The trio slammed into the ground¡ªyes, the poor hare was also dragged along.


    However, she was thrown around like a pair of boxers in the washing machine, her hair now messy and her face pale, barely able to move while her rabbit feet managed to absorb most of the impact.


    "Wuu..." She cried out, feeling her little ass.


    "Oh... Ikumi, is your cute little ass okay?" Lancelot asked¡ªhis body lay relaxed now on the body of Morgana, who seemed unharmed, thanks to her wings fluttering underneath her before she fell and landed with a smooth touch.


    In the sky were two beautiful stars with a violent colour, their strange light causing Lancelot''s eyes to haze over for a moment, remembering the first time he came here and only had a mere goblin hovel and captain with him.


    "Mmm... Darli-my king, although it feels great to have your head leaning against my tits, shouldn''t we get up and get working time is of the essence after all."


    "Sorry, your body is very soft and comfortable, better than even that super expensive bed cannot match you."


    "Wuwu, my buttocks hurt¡ªwhere are we?" Ikumi pulled herself from the ground, a strange opening surrounded by mountains to the south, forest to the east and west, and wide grass clearance and river to the north.


    Various strange animals with monster-like appendages roamed the fields to the north, huge cows with large twisting horns and sharp tails, a fat pig-type monster with small wings and other strange creatures that were just demonic livestock.


    "Morgana..."


    "Yes, Lancelot?"


    "We are in the demon territory; this isn''t a coincidence, is it?"


    "..."


    "As expected of my brilliant and wise king. True, this was the place I chose for you to start your future empire."


    "Give me the reason, not your empty flattery, demon."


    His eyes narrowed¡ªdespite not being completely serious, the fact she tricked him didn''t sit well with him.


    He pushed two sharp blades pointing at her throat and abdomen gleaming blue as she sighed while maintaining her gentle smile, despite the blades slicing her skin slightly, shiny red blood oozing from her chest, small droplets dripping down his blade.


    "My King! You only need to order me, and I will tell you all I know and desire."


    "Tsk!"


    Lancelot pulled away his sword, walking towards Ikumi, his hand ruffling her hair and pulling it out of her eyes as she blinked at him several times.


    "Meep, Master..."


    "What do you think Ikumi? Is this a place you would like to live?"


    He couldn''t argue or complain¡ªthe south was well-defended from most attacks, and even the dwarfs could not dig through this special rock, the dragons-byte ore.


    ¡ª dragons-byte ore, a black ore that even the most skilled dwarf struggles to use, is a perfect material for the strongest defence. It absorbs the most magic and impact while insulating heat and purifying water that passes through.


    She looked around with a happy face at the lush grass and snowy mountains behind them; the temperature was neither too hot nor cold, with forests on either side.


    "Mm, it''s a little warm but nice and full of delicious food."


    Frost Hares were omnivores enjoying the taste of meat, vegetables and fish. Thus the only thing he worried about was the temperature.


    Yet seeing her hopping around, the power of her rabbit feet was quite amazing as they sent her body flying through the air as she chased a few horned chickens.


    ''Seems she is happier than I thought.''


    [Why is she so carefree and happy]


    "Well, Morgana, we can speak later. Let''s place your summoning Idol and the Frost Hare hut." S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Yes, Lancelot."


    The two walked towards the mountain, thinking the main crystal should be closer to the mountain than the forest.


    Thankfully, the black mountain was similar to a horseshoe, which would be great for the initial village and future inner sanctum for the Lord, while the normal units would live outside the large curved rocks.


    -> Place Succubus Queen Morgana''s Blood Throne?


    Y/N


    Lancelot discovered that his first commander was far more of a big shot than he expected.


    ''So you were THAT Morgana? The crazed queen that slaughtered half of Avalon?''


    [...]


    [Please, such dark history, My Lord, you''ll make me wet with shame]


    "..."


    -> Placed Succubus Queen Morgana''s Blood Thorne.


    We detected the Desire of the Succubus Queen to convert the throne.


    -> King Lancelot''s Sanguine Throne Complete.


    [Sanguine Succubus Summoning Tool]


    Summon up to 2 Succubi every 24 hours, with a 0.5% chance for a rare mutation.


    The Succubus are a tribe of spellcasters proficient in illusion and elemental magic that damages the soul.


    They exist in the shadows of your most devious and pleasant dreams, relishing the delicious essence that spills out of those fantasies.


    Most chose not to sleep physically with males¡ªonly selected one chosen mate for their eternal lives and used their special magic, rituals and spells to keep them alive, healthy and fertile for countless millennia.


    The Kings Guard - Completely Loyal To Lancelot du Lac


    These Special Sanguine Succubus will live off Lancelot''s essence and desire¡ªthey can also sleep in the dream realm.


    But he will spend the entire time Lancelot sleeps in devious and intense orgies that will slowly change his physique to become that of an Incubus.


    Effectiveness: High Soul Damage, Arial Troop, Low Defence.


    Summoning Cost: N/A (The Lord''s Troop)


    Warning: Bound to the body, soul and destiny of Lancelot du Lac, Morgana du Lac shall serve as both Commander, Lady and Queen.


    -


    Before he had time to read all the jibberish, something strange began to throb within his chest.


    Lancelot watched the tall black throne, with a strange blood-red fluid oozing inside the stone that created the huge fixture.


    When it was formed, a massive wall of white marble formed two large flags.


    Painted on them were Lancelot and Morgana''s Sigils drawn together on the red-velvet flags that draped from the ceiling to the ground before a complete throne room was formed around the blood throne.


    "Wah!?" Ikumi gasped¡ªshe was no longer chasing the cute chickens but now hopped along the soft red carpet with a golden outline and black marble flooring.


    Lancelot stepped towards the throne, and the two bloody orbs at the end of each arm glowed brightly before two beautiful women suddenly appeared, their wings like bats, hair pink and bodies a light blue.


    He didn''t need to mention their bodies because they were almost perfect with a full-figured shape.


    However, they seemed different from normal Succubi because their names stated they were [Sanguine Succubus] in his little panel.


    Before he could ask further.


    The pair immediately knelt on either side of the throne, looking to the ground as both hands seemed to guide Lancelot to the throne.


    "My King, please be seated."


    "Our Master, the throne awaits you."


    Lancelot only turned back to see the pouting face of Morgana when she saw the two scantly clad women kneeling to show their cleavage and ample buttocks.


    [Hmph! That was my job, stupid sluts! I will punish them later for summoning so quickly!]


    ''...''


    ''Morgana du Lac?''


    ''What does that mean?''


    ''When did you become my sister?''


    [WHO IS YOUR SISTER!]


    [It''s your wife!]

 Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Valefor Plains - Sanguine Succubus [2]

    Lancelot stepped towards the throne, a faint murmur in his heart, a simple bump causing him to stop momentarily.Memories of his previous throne, the broken marble, bloody floor filled with the guts of his former troops and dearest friends.


    ''...''


    The regret and bitterness of loss made him bite his teeth, feeling those goblins would never exist on this plane.


    Because they were from a world that didn''t normally get summoned to Avalon, and due to Lancelot''s extremely low luck, he got a race without magical powers.


    In a sense, it was both a stroke of unimaginable luck and misfortune that they were summoned simultaneously.


    Yet Lancelot still hoped for the best and that the goblin tribe in this life could prosper.


    He stroked the soft marble orbs on the arm of each side, whispering to himself as if the two succubi and Morgana were not present.


    Behind him, the queen succubus gave them a fierce look with her eyes telling them to be silent when she saw them both about to speak to Lancelot.


    "Make sure you don''t lose that fight this time, Broll. Keep your little daughter and sister safe without me always summoning you here."


    Once Lancelot finished speaking, there was no delay as his body twisted around, dropping onto the black throne, pumping with blood in an eerie but beautiful fashion.


    "Morgana."


    "My Lord!" She didn''t joke or mess around like she teleported her body, now kneeling at his feet with her left fist punching the ground, her twin sword sigil glowing brightly.


    "Take Ikumi and her horn and place it where she finds most suitable¡ªafter you are done, we will head to the eastern forest."


    "The eastern forest, my Lord?"


    "Ah, there seems to be a pack of mangy dogs that have made their nest too close to my throne. I shan''t tell you how fast those bastards reproduce."


    "...Yes, My Lord!"


    Instantly with her reply, she and the two succubi vanished like magic, only a sweet-scented pink mist where their bodies were.


    Morgana''s was deep, rich and delicious.


    The blood succubus had a more fresh and citrus scent.


    ''I prefer Morgana''s scent to theirs...'' He thought, thinking she wouldn''t hear his thoughts.


    [My King!]


    [Shall I sleep in your bed, warming and leaving my scent to comfort you during your long sleep in Avalon?]


    The sheer amount of excitement caused him to feel overwhelmed. Lancelot would never pretend to be a saint or Wiseman if he could answer her desires.


    He was a hot-blooded male like no other¡ªcould a man refuse that queen''s invitation to lay together?


    Nay!


    Only a man who did not like women!


    Thuck!


    The back of his head hit the cold marble throne, now surrounded by a nice marble and stone room, but this wasn''t why Lancelot came to the throne.


    He rested on his right arm, stroking his chin with the left with both legs crossed.


    The memories and nostalgia of the past filled him with a smirk.


    "Back in the past, I got so excited the moment I arrived, only to find the things I could achieve with goblins were too limited."


    "A goblin hovel, food pit, scrapping yard." That was all the things he could build with a Main force of goblins.


    No advanced walls, only the basic wood, and no advanced technology or weapon upgrades. Hell, even the upgraded blacksmith was a neutral drop from a raid.


    "Let''s look at the economy first¡ªfood, materials and the like."


    ''The academy''s trading post is really poor and only opens in 3 weeks...''


    "It seems I have to gather everything myself¡ªwell, my cute little hares will." He chuckled, seeing that Ikumi chose the same spot he wanted her to.


    Tucked into the corner of the horseshoe, safe from any ambush or early attack damage from roaming monsters.


    He noticed the screen was much like Ikumi''s and Morgana''s when using their sigils to view his attributes, but the throne was a black background with a red border and white font with a shadow to make it easier to read.


    ''Hmmm... I want to make it all one colour scheme one day.'' Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    -> Valefor Plains - Sanguine Throne (Succubus)


    Military


    Economy


    Technology


    Populace


    -> Economy


    Basic Farm


    Basic Mill


    Basic Hunters Lodge


    Basic Tanning Station


    Basic Cooking Station


    -


    Lancelot''s left fingers swiped across the screen, checking the various Economy buildings he could create and making a list in his mind.


    The Frost Hares could farm around 10 Lumber in an hour, but he didn''t want to tire them as they weren''t like the goblins with almost endless stamina.


    ''Let''s have them fight and get enough Lumber for a few buildings, their hut, a farm and the Cooking station.''


    -> Basic Cooking Station


    A building that allows up to 2 troops to train as low-class cooks increases the affection and happiness of all troops that eat from the cooking station.


    Cost: 4 Lumber, 5 Stone, and 1 Avalon Coin


    -> Basic Farm


    A Basic farm that produces food for your units +10 food per 24 hours


    Cost: 3 Lumber, 5 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin


    -> Basic Frost Hare Hut!


    A place of rest for the Frost Hares to sleep, each building can house 5 Hares, slowly reducing fatigue and increasing affection and loyalty.


    Cost: 2 Lumber, 3 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin


    -


    "So I''ll need 10 wood, 16 stone and 4 Avalon Coins... Thanks to my big-breasted little succubus, I have the coins already."


    Hop! Hop! Hop!


    Soon after he closed the interface, the three succubi returned with solemn faces, while behind them was a group of pretty women all around Ikumi''s age, with a few that seemed more mature with larger breasts.


    ''...''


    [My King! Please, look at my chest! Not those strange rabbits!]


    {Lots of new friends, hehe~ time to play and kill the bad guys.}


    "Show me your new friends, Ikumi."


    The 10 new Hares were not the most muscular, but their eyes were beautiful and blue, like the summer sky, and all had feet like Ikumi, but their hair was different instead of white due to her albinism.


    They were all a variety of blue colours and one with black hair and eyes.


    Despite this, she was still classed as a regular Frost Hare, making Lancelot think she would eventually have an evolution path different from the others.


    That''s how it worked with goblins; the warriors or future knights would spawn with some leather armour or a better sword.


    All of Ikumi''s carried a sword and small shield, while the black-haired hare carried a short spear and medium shield.


    "You."


    Lancelot''s finger pointed to the beautiful black-haired rabbit, a more mature look than Ikumi with her breasts at least a D-cup, maybe an E-cup with their slightly rounded bell shape.


    Why did he know the shape?


    They were all naked apart from their weapons!


    He was happy to have experienced the pleasures of a woman because seeing such a paradise might cause a more inexperienced virgin to have a catastrophic nosebleed.


    ''Only their fur barely covers their slit... can they fight like this!?''


    {Master~ Momo is getting embarrassed you keep staring at her crotch fur... are you in heat? That''s what the males do when they want to perform copulation...}


    {Should I tell her to get on all fours so you can mount her?}


    ''So that woman is called Marimo... wait... is this Morgana speaking in Ikumi''s voice!? How could she know what copulation and mounting are!?''


    {Master... Ikumi is a grown woman too; she was taught that babies appear if a male you like mounts you..}


    {Master, look at Marimo''s face! It''s bright red¡ªthink she likes you!}


    ''How! She''s probably embarrassed as hell!''


    The black-haired rabbit seemed to snap out of her stupor before dropping to both knees.


    Marimo''s soft black fur on her rabbit feet was rather glossy as she bowed with both hands on the floor, her forehead touching the ground.


    "My Lord, this hare is named Marimo. Please accept her service¡ªduring the day or even the night!"


    ''...''


    [Hahahaha! Ikumi is so funny! Hahahahahaha!]


    Morgana looked serious on her face¡ªeven the two blood succubi knelt to the side on one knee and seemed impressed by how elegant and awe-inspiring she looked standing beside Lancelot on the throne.


    Yet only he knew she was having so much fun with this.


    "Forget the night service. We only just met, but meeting for a meal during free time is fine."


    "You will lead the other 9 Frost Hares and support Captain Ikumi as her Vice-Captain."


    "Understood?"


    "Yes, My Lord!"


    "Now, here are my orders for you all."


    Now, even Morgana looked serious as she watched Lancelot with the most feverish and obsessive eyes.


    When he started acting like a Lord, he became a different man, like wielding a sword.


    Lancelot began to bloom in her eyes as he ordered them to collect the wood and stone for the four buildings after they headed to the east to wipe out some Fel Imps.


    "Do you all understand?" He looked at the 11 Frost Hares and 3 Succubi with a faint smile, watching them all kneel and nodding.


    ''Well, a complete difference from the goblins who demanded I fight them before they obeyed.''


    ''Let''s get this life on the road! Avalon, I am finally back!"

 Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Valefor Plains - Blackwood Forest Skirmish [1]

    Every Lord that came to Avalon and created their first territory was given a beginner''s box containing several important things for a new Lord.Lancelot knew the box contained the wood and stone he needed for the first buildings but didn''t use it.


    Why?


    He wanted to see how his new troops performed, their loyalty, combat power and how he could use them.


    "My Lord?"


    Morgana seemed to be in her serious, advisor mode, with a pair of fake black-rimmed glasses.


    She wore a long black dress and white stockings, wearing elegant steel-plated sabatons and greaves¡ªand covering her sensual body with a long spear in her hand with a twisted blade.


    "Those glasses suit you well, Morgana." He said with a soft voice. The deep tone caused her spine to tingle, unable to stop her wings fluttering.


    Lancelot looked towards her with a smile before he kicked the black chest on the ground, cracking the lock as the force opened the lid, revealing its contents.


    -> Custom Lord''s Armour


    A customised set of armour that will match your desired look, complete with sabatons, greaves, gauntlets, vambraces and pauldrons.


    The chest will be a noble tunic with a chainmail undershirt.


    Charisma affects double when equipped.


    Blunt Resist: G+


    Piercing Resist: E-


    Magic Resist: F+


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    -> Swords of Gale Winds


    A sword chosen to suit Lancelot of the Eternal Waltz.


    They were forged with the ability to split into two dual blades. The longsword forms blade is 100cm long with a 20cm handle engraved with a wolf''s head pommel and diamond guard.


    In dual blade form, the right blade is 90cm long with a 10cm handle, and the left is 70cm long and double the thickness with a 30cm handle.


    Piercing Damage: F+


    [Stage 1 - (Upgradeable)]


    His hand lifted the Gale Sword with a red handle and silver pommel¡ªthe blade shimmering, wondering how to activate the dual blade form.


    However, the moment he thought such a thing, the blade began to expel a strange wind¡ªout of instinct, his left hand reached towards the sword as the sword flashed, now holding his dual blades in each hand.


    He held the long blade in his right and the broad in his left.


    Woosh!


    Lancelot cut through the air with both swords and thought about returning to the single form, and the Gale Sword returned to its longsword form.


    "That''s a beautiful sword, My Lord. The wind it emits is both gentle and fierce."


    Morgana gave an obvious compliment, but he found this soothing at this stage and left her to it before he closed his eyes.


    He imagined his former Lord outfit, slightly changing the emblem and another colour and took a deep breath as the image became complete.


    Lancelot removed his clothes, not caring that Morgana was inside the throne room.


    First, his shirt, pants, and socks were discarded and now stood completely nude before the salivating succubus and her two subordinates.


    The armour now formed of a noble black tunic with chainmail underneath and a black cape with a high collar and blood-red velvet inner fabric.


    A pair of leather and iron flat pauldrons over his shoulders with gold fabric and leather padding, with two crossed sword emblems on either side of his chest tied together with a golden chain.


    Lancelot didn''t wear any gauntlets, only sabatons, greaves and vambraces while he took the blade and cut his hair shorter.


    Now messy and wild down to just above his cheeks with messy bangs and a windswept fringe.


    "Master is no longer showing that fine weapon..."


    "Lord, please let this inferior being enjoy the sight of your fine lance once again!"


    The two sanguine succubi whined as they knelt before him.


    "Shaddap!" Morgana bellowed.


    Her eyes flashed with golden light. Despite the two speaking, her feelings.


    She punished them with her foot, pushing their faces down to the ground so they prostrated themselves to Lancelot.


    "My Lord! You look fabulous no matter naked or clothed!"


    "Silence¡ªlet''s head towards the eastern forest. It''s time to test these two and the Frost Hares."


    Lancelot billowed his thick cloak as he walked past the trio¡ªhis gait was elegant before he disappeared from the throne room and found that the Hares Hut was a little distance away, but not too far.


    They were all equipped with light armour and cloth garments as they didn''t expect the Lord to be male because the former Lord was a woman.


    Despite their confident facade when they were all naked earlier.


    Only Ikumi was content to fight naked, with her soft skin and pubic hair covering her body.


    Marimo was the most ashamed after thinking the Lord desired her sexually and now wore a small iron vest and skirt, but due to the lack of materials, the only thing covering her lewd parts was a bit of fur.


    The Frost Hares were mostly human-like, with only their lower legs like rabbits and fur around their wrists and pelvis.


    Lancelot didn''t feel much attraction to them until he saw the glimpse of Marimo''s slit and realised they were just like a human woman, forcing him to hide his embarrassment and arousal.


    Like a true Lord of character, he blamed it on the succubi!


    "Marimo! Organise your troops."


    The Frost Hares followed Marimo as she stepped a metre apart before Lancelot, kneeling on one leg towards him.


    "My Lord, we are ready to enter the forest."


    "Two girls have already agreed to become Cooks and provide food."


    Meanwhile, Morgana walked forward with the two succubi beside her.


    The two were now wearing strange armour that could only be described as a metal bikini that barely covered their tits and gruesome spiked maces and small round shields in their hands.


    ''How does that little thing protect them?''


    [It protects our private areas from other men''s prying eyes!]


    The moment she replied, the open stomach and flesh of the girls became covered by a black cloth that seemed padded with light chainmail.


    Morgana herself wore a heavy black metal armoured suit covering her entire body.


    {Master Ikumi''s fur is all fluffy!}


    Lancelot was about to respond to Morgana when he saw the Captin of the Frost Hare hopping around in a cloth tunic and what seemed similar to black denim hotpants.


    "Yes, you look adorable."


    "Let''s go." He didn''t want to be here all day, needing to erect a wooden wall to protect the throne after they defeated the Fel Imps.

 Chapter 26: [Bonus] Chapter 26: Valefor Plains - Blackwood Forest Skirmish [2]

    The Eastern forest was called the Blackwood Forest, home to many monsters and foul creatures that Lancelot would have to clear before the end.His territory was a large hexagon, with the forest being the closest hexagon to the east and the Forsaken Woods to the west.


    As they marched to the edge of his territory, still without a name, he decided to leave until the day he entered the Academy because territory names can be searched for.


    The day they were established would be the date a name was given.


    ''I cannot let the academy know... rather the spies and hidden traitors.''


    ''There are ways that experienced and well-established Lords can target and find new Lords even before the safety was over...''


    He remembered a rising star hit by a monster wave due to an item borrowed from a senior Lord by one of the nobles that he upset.


    ''That lord never came home...''


    ''It''s a shame, but if you die in Avalon, you also die in reality. It wasn''t a game. So no matter how safe the novice protection was, it wasn''t foolproof.''


    Clang!


    The Hares'' swords hitting their belts sounded¡ªwhile their feet were too large for armour.


    Their fur and the thickness of the pads of their feet were beyond chainmail which surprised Lancelot when Ikumi forced Marimo to poke her foot with the spear to prove it to him earlier.


    ''Silly girl...''


    He began to have shameful thoughts towards those two Hare.


    Especially Marimo, who was too defenceless and bent over sometimes to help the others, showing her ample buttocks and the thin slit with neat puffy lips and small petals.


    To make it worse, Ikumi could sometimes see his eyes and would instantly tell Marimo thinking that she was tempting Lancelot to copulate.


    ''The sight of Marimo bent down covering her cute ass and fluffy tail with her hands was so erotic and more obscene than her bending over...''


    "Gigigi!"


    Sadly, his reminiscence of the plump ass of Marimo ended as the same Marimo''s body suddenly shot out like a black lightning bolt!


    "Jagd!"


    Instantly after her shout, all eleven Frost Hares charged forward, repeating her words with a loud battle cry and lunged towards the group of four Imps.


    They moved before Lancelot even saw the location of the enemy.


    Eleven blades and one spear shot through the forest, their powerful legs propelling them so fast and with deadly accuracy beyond the speed of a jumping spider they pounced like a violent group of ravenous hounds.


    All of them tore apart the Imps without even starting a real battle.


    Only the wild jeers of the shock infantry like a Germanian Blitz, causing the Imps to scream and cry out before dying in seconds.


    Morgana and the two succubi only watched with mouths open wide.


    [Frost Hares Defeated 4 Fel Imps]


    Gained 2 Avalon coins


    Gained experience: 22%-> 30% (Roughly 2% per Imp)


    Summon Drive: 25% -> 55%


    An instant after, Marimo lept into the air and landed in front of Lancelot, her face covered in blood, breathing heavily, and her breasts exposed from the tunic.


    "My Lord!!! The hunt was successful!"


    But all she cared about was offering her Lord the spoils.


    Thud!


    Ikumi was one step behind her white fur, causing a deep crater before she helped Marimo fix her tunic and tightened the fastener with a joyful face.


    Yet her lips and teeth were filled with blood.


    ''These Hares...''


    ''Where are they weak and feeble!?''


    [Forgive me, My King...]


    Morgana''s apologetic voice sounded as the meat and ears were cut and taken away, each Frost Hare storing them in their little pouches before lining up behind Marimo.


    Sadly they didn''t leap.


    ''Why do you apologise, Morgana?''


    {Master! Marimo likes you! You should reward her!}


    ''Maybe if she does well and crushes their little hovel, I''ll reward her.''


    {Hehe~ Ikumi too! I''ll tell her!}


    Lancelot watched as she began whispering in Marimo''s ear. The white Hare was so cheeky and cute, but he would allow it for now.


    She needed time to mature and grow past her trauma and hidden shadow.


    But the image of the black-haired Marimo, who was now red-faced and looking at him with dark blue eyes, blinked repeatedly.


    "Her words are true, continue onward, and if you do so well against their hovel.


    "I will reward you with an adequate amount."


    [And me!? You ignored me, but that''s good too!]


    [Ah~ Big sister''s heart is filled with pleasure from being teased with an abandonment play!]


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    Lancelot replied to the crying little queen while he motioned for the Hares to move out; their steps and march were rather fast and cute, hopping with their powerful feet much faster than the succubi and himself.


    Blackwood forest was just like the name suggested¡ªthe bark of the trees was black and filled with a heavy musk surrounding them.


    A scent close to that of tobacco with the dark green leaves and tall bodies made the forest feel tight and narrow, with barely any natural open area''s inside.


    However, these trees were strong and thick, allowing each of the Hares to leap onto their tall branches in order, using the bend of each branch to spring themselves between each tree and keeping a high vantage point.


    [I gave my blood to the Hares and changed their bodies. Now they will lose that poor health, but in return, they are more aggressive, violent and active...]


    ''I see.''


    [Worry not, My King!]


    [I told them it was your order. So that they would no longer suffer illness and weak bodies!]


    Lancelot didn''t mind.


    He only felt slightly embarrassed as a Lord to forget the words stating they were sickly and easily caught disease, making him note down this mistake in his mind and prioritise the troop''s needs and situation in future.


    ''Support Ikumi and Marimo with the two succubi.''


    ''Also Morgana...''


    [Yes, Lancelot?]


    ''Think about what kind of non-sexual reward you want while crushing the Imps.''


    [!!!]


    The next moment, Morgana seemed pumped in sync with the Black and White Hares as all three screamed, "Jagd!"


    Because the scouting troops found the Imp hovel and the small group of 22 Imps sitting around a fire and eating a few dead demon foxes.


    Lancelot didn''t want to be left behind this time.


    His body was wrapped in a gentle breeze as purple petal blades danced around his body while wielding the dual blade form of his Swords of Gale Winds.


    He was filled with the desire for battle instead of the negative and depressive feeling he was weighed down with in the past.


    The feeling brought by the Frost Hares added a kind of joy and delight to his heart, allowing him to ignore the past tragedy as their bodies danced through the air, slashing, blocking and using their powerful legs to crush the imps into meat paste.


    While Morgana and her two succubi dealt with the main hovel as their maces crushed and smashed the poor Imp chieftain into the wall before Morgana''s spear pierced its throat, eyes and crotch in rapid succession.


    ''These women...''


    ''So fucking brutal!''


    Lancelot called out in his heart before lunging forward, his body twirling like a waltz, slicing through the necks of two imps without care or resistance.


    The first battle was a massacre.


    His most intense memories were the bloodthirsty faces and bright smiles of Marimo and Ikumi.


    Who seemed to be playing some game with a group of Imps, kicking them between each other before the rest of the Hares dropped from the air and sliced them into pieces.


    But for the first time since he died.


    Lancelot didn''t feel alone on the battlefield... A sense of uplifting that helped his shattered heart hold together with the glue called forbearance.

 Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Imp Lord Vezam Vs Lancelot

    ====A/N====Sorry to write this here.


    I have changed how attributes are calculated and removed the decimals because it confuses some people.


    However, this means his growth will be a little slower.


    Instead of gaining 0.8 total attribute points added to his status.


    Lancelot will gain 7 per level.


    While the system now looks like this for the various Lords.


    Normal Lord/Class: 1-2 points per level


    Unique Lord/Class: 2-3 points per level


    Elite Lord/Class: 3-4 points per level


    Special Lord/Class: 4-5 points per level


    Mythical Lord/Class: 5-6 points per level


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    Now Enjoy!


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    Lancelot''s body darted through the battlefield like a dancing blade master.


    His body was wrapped in a gentle wind, leaping from branch to beach, making even the Frost Hares look inefficient¡ªwith a blade in either hand, he rapidly sprinted towards the enemy Hovel.


    A menacing Imp stood with a huge club¡ªhonestly, calling this monster an imp was a sacrilege!


    It was more like an ogre!


    Over 7ft tall, built like a brick, and quite bulky, not only in muscle but fat, causing its body to be extremely large with lecherous yellow eyes now bloodshot at all the beautiful women it stood waiting.


    [My King, allow me to show my prestige in combat and cull that disgusting green fly!]


    ''Denied.''


    He replied without thinking or listening to her properly holding his blade and rushing towards the huge imp.


    "Vez''am crush filthy male! Take women to cave!"


    Monster Lords.


    A monster lord would gain more wisdom and bloodline when they acquired the ability to start creating their troops.


    Unlike Humans or other race lords, they could also create troops by merely mating with females and spawning more monsters.


    It would take years for other races to train and rear the children to combat level. Demons and monsters only needed a few weeks or months depending on pedigree.


    "..."


    [That filthy fly! Dares to claim the women that my master owns!]


    Morgana''s scream sounded in his mind as her demonic aura exploded, the poor imps around her destroyed by her brutal heart-stabbing lance.


    "Not that I care about a mere imp''s words, but for once, I agree with Morgana''s outburst..." Lancelot whispered, his lips forming a smile as he stepped forward, now only a few metres from the huge imp.


    "Vez''am. I will crush you and massacre every imp in this forest."


    "Filthy male!!! Vez''am, no care!!!" The imp''s huge body began to thrash about, starting to rush towards him.


    Lancelot placed the longsword across his chest, the blade pointing upwards, covering half his face as the twin suns peeked through the forest trees, causing it to shimmer.


    "You are facing Lancelot, Sword of the Empire..."


    He began to lower his sword, the blade pointing towards the imp.


    His movements were like a ceremonial preparation, his hips lowered with one leg forward and the rear leg slightly bent.


    "No." Lancelot''s voice faltered, his silver hair dancing in the wind.


    Like a symphony, the sound of battle behind him boosted his morale despite the huge monster rushing towards him.


    "You face Lord Lancelot of the Valefor Plains." A sound of resolve and determination in his voice as he grasped the red grip tight.


    "Ready yourself, retch!"


    "SWORD!"


    Out of mere habit from training in that dark room, hundreds of magical blades, some like daggers, others like petals, began to dance around his body, forming an array of beautiful phantasmal blades twirling and dancing around Lancelot.


    Woosh!


    The wind exploded with the force of Vez''am''s club, causing many purple blades to flutter into the distance swaying in the air now out of sight.


    Slash! Slash!


    Two flashes of silver light filled the area, forming trails that followed Lancelot''s body that darted over the imp''s shoulder, his foot tapping the green flesh before his body flipped and landed several metres away.


    He held his sword high towards the imp as his body twirled around, using his right leg as an anchor seeing the monster''s body only just turning to face him with a smirk.


    [My King?]


    Tap!


    Lancelot rushed forward again, his left hand flicking out with a snap as dozens of blades, like laserbeams, began to assault the imp that tried to fight back¡ªits club held high despite two deep gashes in its crotch from his first attack.


    "Gurraaaaak!!!! Vez''am, SMASH!"


    Boom!


    Despite the countless bloody cuts and lacerations on his body, Vez''am slammed his sword down with enough force to cause a slight vortex in the wind, almost sucking the tip of Lancelot''s sword into its path.


    ''Folly''


    Clang!


    The Gale Sword''s edge clashed with the edge of the club, sending its coarse off only slightly with a dangerous parry, the bulging muscles of Vez''am throbbing as his club smashed into the ground while Lancelot thrust his blade into the throat of the imp.


    Splatter!


    Dark blood began to spurt from the wound, yet not enough to kill the imp completely¡ªin the distance, now, 11 Hares and 3 Succubi were watching their Lord''s first battle.


    Nothing over the top, parrying, movements like he was a fairy king dancing in the forest wrapped with a purple wind as his dancing blades tore apart the boorish imp with ease and increased their respect for Lancelot.


    Clang! Splutter!


    Like a master, his blade swung flesh was cut, and the enemy attack was dodged and countered with an elegant attack targeting the weakest points of the imp.


    "Grah.... ugg..."


    Blood oozed from the imp''s mouth, his club now half the size after being slowly cut down by Lancelot''s swordsmanship.


    Yet Lancelot barely broke a sweat, merely a calm, faint smile on his face.


    ''This is who I desire to become! A Lord who fights without worry, without showing my emotions!''


    ''Lancelot of the faint smile!''


    Neither Morgana nor Ikumi could hear his thoughts, and only Morgana noticed the change in Lancelot''s aura and the way he fought.


    [This is a different master... My King, you look so happy.]


    [Even though you know how difficult and gruelling a start in the demon lands is.]


    [Yet still you show this alluring smile...]


    [Then let this Queen, your faithful servant protect that smile, fufu~ what reward shall I get?]


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    As Vez''am''s body dropped to his knee''s blood and wounds, the level and quality mismatch were far too abysmally stacked in Lancelot''s favour.


    He lifted the Gale sword, pointing it to the imp''s throat.


    The huge imp suddenly began to tremble, only fear and defeat filling those formerly lecherous and confident eyes.


    -> Vez''am wishes to surrender


    Accept?


    Y/N


    There wasn''t even a moment to consider.


    A huge gale of wind began to build up, and hundreds, thousands of purple blades began to form like needles, long and thin with sharp tips all pointed towards Vez''am.


    Lancelot''s Ether was almost empty from this show, but the Hares began to sing and dance around at the pretty dancing lights.


    Mostly due to Ikumi starting it.


    "Lancelot of Valefor denies your surrender."


    "Now rest in the pits of the abyss where you belong, fiend!"


    Woosh!


    Like a storm of purple light, they rained upon the huge imp without mercy, flesh turned to blood, blood turned to ash, bone turned to sand, and organs turned to mush.


    The eternal waltz of phantasmal blades obliterated the imp''s huge body.


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 1 -> 2


    "Why are you singing and dancing?"


    "Ikumi, collect all possible supplies from their base with five of the hares."


    To his order, Ikumi''s cute white ears flopped as she tilted her head before nodding several times and picking out the group''s smaller and most cute hares before they hopped on the branches and vanished.


    "Find the tasty things!"


    "Find the comfy things!"


    "Master gives pets!"


    Was what she shouted on the way out, seeming to be her way of interpreting his order. Not that he minded.


    Having a mood maker was needed, something he lacked for over a year and was plagued with infighting and constant brawls with the feisty goblins.


    "Marimo, excellent spear technique. Take five of the hares and have them collect the wood required."


    "If an enemy comes, kill it."


    Her beautiful body was still stained with blood, adding a sense of mystery and seductive allure to this mature Hare with black fur¡ªeven her lips seemed to be painted with a red rouge due to the blood that covered them.


    She politely bowed before taking the other hares and axes towards the east, further from his throne.


    ''This woman probably doesn''t want us to lose the wood so close to our lands first... Let''s teach them to plant 2 trees for everyone we chop down in the future...''


    ''Thank god for the travelling merchants...''


    As he turned to Morgana, his body was suddenly hit by a huge wave of purple light and aura that began filling his body like a shrivelled balloon. He was rapidly filled to the brim, ready to burst.


    Luckily only the three succubi remained as the sexual feeling of the improvement of level and gaining this experience forced him to stab his sword into the ground and tremble to remain standing.


    ''Fuck...''


    [Ah~ my cute little Lord who is trying so hard to endure...]


    [What should I do? I want to ravish him now...!?]

 Chapter 28: Chapter 28: Something Something, We Made A Village [1]

    Lancelot managed to pry himself from the dangerous claws of the man-hungry succubi.His body felt a sense of pleasure that caused him to lean against a tree and hold his breath as the Ether from over 30 imps entered his body at once.


    Sadly because he was present, the Ether needed to enter him and then be dispersed to the various troops slowly afterwards.


    So for 30 minutes, the Hares ran around the forest collecting shiny things and cutting down trees.


    Lancelot suffered, his body watched by the three demons like hawks.


    ''I swear to god¡ªI hate this feeling!''


    The problem became less of an issue the stronger you became as increasing the Lord''s level got more difficult once past level 10.


    However, because of the sheer amount of kills which slowly increased as he endured, Ikumi found a small pack of wolves or random imps that weren''t tied to spawn but naturally born lingering around.


    Most likely to join the small gathering.


    ''Phew...''


    Once the intense pleasure ended, Lancelot retained most of the Ether¡ªthen the rest was syphoned to the troops.


    Ikumi and Morgana were different due to their ranks and would increase their power along with Lancelot.


    This didn''t mean they would never increase their strength through fighting independently as their grade and race could evolve, and that was separate from the experience needed to advance.


    But this was something that, even after one lifetime, Lancelot had no clue about. Not to mention the Empire, after 2,000 years, barely knew the triggers and caused monster and troop evolution.


    Sometimes it was finding a strange item related to the race¡ªothers happened through combat, but what happened for Troop A might not cause evolution for Troop B of the same race, which was confusing for most scholars.


    Lancelot lifted his left hand, looking at the glowing pink sigil to see the changes in his body.


    ''Come to think of it, when did I last view the changes?''


    He shook his head, causing silver hair to dance across his face at his lack of attention. Lancelot lifted both hands and slapped his cheeks.


    "Focus!"


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 4 -> 7


    -> Body <-


    Health: 90%


    Ether: 70%


    Summon Drive: 100%


    Experience: 5%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 8


    Agility: 9


    Stamina: 8


    Endurance: 7


    Intelligence: 7


    Wisdom: 7


    Charisma: 13


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


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    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 3


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3


    Rank: D- (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare, Shadow bolt


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown (Really?)


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Current thoughts: "I saw my cute Lancelot resisting pleasure with such a cute face! Kyaa!"


    [Captain (1/2)]


    Name: Ikumi Winters


    Age: 25


    Rank: G (Potential: S+)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Shield


    Skills: Hare kick, Double Kick, Leap


    Loyalty: 79


    Affection: Moderately High


    Alignment: Neutral Good


    Current thoughts: "Master~ Master~ Reward~ Rewards~ Kill imp~ Kill imp~ pick up stone~"


    [Vice Captain (1/1)]


    Name: Marimo Winters


    Age: ???


    Rank: F+ (Potential S)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Wall


    Skills: Lance Charge, Shield Bash, Shield Wall


    Loyalty: 85


    Affection: A push from falling


    Alignment: True Neutral


    Current thoughts: "My new Lord seems to like my breasts and naked body! Maybe I should keep my lower body uncovered for him?"


    [Regular Units]


    Frost Hare [9]


    Sanguine Succubus [2]


    -


    "Thankfully, all the base building and Lord things are unrelated to the combat page; otherwise, I might cry about the layout..."


    He gave a wry comment before turning to look at the sky. Currently, the sun was a few hours from setting, and he wanted to head back to the real world for a short period to take a moment to relax.


    Despite being in Avalon having great benefits, the bed in the Empire would give him a far better rest, and he was a student; first arousing suspicion so early would be foolish.


    There were people he needed to meet, like the slightly foolish eastern girl Sumika and although lessons didn''t start till next week, it might be good to visit the class and prepare, maybe asking Sebastian to buy some decent food if possible.


    ''I''m glad I can sell the imps parts for gold and silver used in the Empire without asking Sebastian, although he serves me. His primary Master is the academy and Merlin!''


    [My Lord~ what are you doing?]


    [Fufu~ do you need a hand from one of the cute girls to help you release your pressure?]


    ''It''s okay¡ªmaybe I''ll ask one of those cute sanguine girls to help me.''


    [!!!]


    [Never! My King, don''t you have me? The Queen of Succubi?]


    ''Hmmm? Oh... you existed.''


    Morgana was standing less than an inch from his back¡ªLancelot could feel her warm breath and almost felt hyperventilating as she breathed heavily and sniffed his neck.


    "Morgana, we need to hurry the hares up and head back¡ªI want to finish building the basic structure of the place before I go back to the Empire."


    "Mmm~ such a boorish man, doesn''t even play along with big sister anymore."


    "There is far too much to do. Otherwise, I might play with you."


    "Fufu~ big sister knew that Lancelot couldn''t hate her!"


    Seemingly refreshed, Morgana''s body shot into the air, her wings flapping before covering Lancelot in dust and dirt from the braid and ground before vanishing.


    A short while later, the shouting and chirping of Ikumi and Morgana arguing filled his ears.


    Then Ikumi shouted, "I''m telling Master on you."


    Moments later, her loud thumping began approaching him.


    {Master! Master!}


    {Morgana said she wouldn''t let me get my reward and would say I did bad things!}


    ''...''


    [That Rabbit Wench is lying! She didn''t want to carry the logs and kicked them at me!]


    "I don''t care..." He whispered before returning to where he could feel all his troops grouped up.


    The white Hare rushed towards him the moment she spotted him.


    "Masterrr~ that bad old lady is being too cruel!"


    "I know, I know~ how about I take you back home later and leave here?"


    "Hehe~ Master is the best!"


    With a few simple words and using the fact he needed Morgana to defend the base anyway, he managed to calm the immature Frost Hare down.


    Said Hare was now hopping beside him and speaking about various ingredients...


    Maybe for dinner?


    When the pair arrived, the scene was rather picturesque.


    Ten Frost Hares all carrying a small sledge with several logs of wood on them, while the two poor Sanguine Succubi looked at Lancelot with tears in their eyes as they, too, were forced to haul some of the things collected, stone, cloth, coins and wood.


    ''Morgana is too cruel...'' He thought before giving them all an elegant wave and smile.


    He knew their pain because the goblins were too lazy to cut the trees down the first time he made his village.


    This forced him to do it himself, as the Lord!


    "Marimo! State our gains!" He said with a commanding and elegant voice.


    The cute black Hare jumped to attention with a slight yelp¡ªsomehow, he liked to tease Marimo more than Ikumi...


    Maybe it was a sexual thing, as he could only see Morgana and Marimo as women due to how much older and more mature they seemed...


    Looking at Morgana again, who was flying around on her with nothing in her hands.


    ''Well... sometimes they seem mature.''


    Lancelot wanted to rush back and construct the wall because tonight, there would likely be an attack from a monster tribe.


    The newbie barrier only affected humans and similar races.


    But monsters, demons and random units that spot his land can attack him now!

 Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Something Something, We Made A Village [2]

    "Alright!""Alright!"


    Lancelot sat on a low stone wall just outside the first Frost Hare hut, his eyes watching Ikumi with a ribbon across her forehead as she waved her hands, shouting "alright" repeatedly.


    At the same time, Marimo and the other women hammered and chiselled the other buildings.


    "Morgana, what were the materials and looted we took from that Imp hovel?"


    He no longer wore the armour, just a smark black tunic and pants with his sword attached to his waist.


    ''It seems tonight will be difficult.''


    Lancelot wanted to stay and fight, but the nights of Avalon were deadly. His presence for a monster attack would lead to another unit to protect.


    He was only human and didn''t have the right skills for a night battle.


    ''Getting a night vision skill or ability is vital.''


    "My Lord, the total amount is 25 wood, 20 stone, 20 cloth scraps, 15 Avalon coins and some basic leather armour."


    While she announced them, he swiped his hand across the air as the black screen appeared to see if it counted everything they took.


    Resources: [25 Wood] [20 Stone] [20 Cloth] [28 Coins]


    "I need 2 Frost Hare Huts finished before nightfall."


    "Then a Cooking Station and Farm"


    "The total is 10 wood, 16 stone and 4 Avalon Coins."


    He was deciding where to sit, overlook their progress, or return to the real world.


    Because of the slight time difference, Lancelot worried it would be over by the middle of the night, and he would still be sleeping and not know what happened.


    -> Would you like to place blueprints for your troops to complete independently?


    A small map of his territory appeared¡ªthey didn''t find the right place to claim the eastern forest, but it was still only one hex in size.


    [Darling~ why are you so serious and busy~ give me some affection, or I''ll die~ A succubus dies from no affection~]


    ''You''re not a rabbit.''


    {Master ~ Master ~ why are you not playing! A rabbit will die from no affection suffering from loneliness!}


    ''You are NOT a rabbit!''


    It seemed that Morgana and Ikumi bonded slightly during the first battle, as now most messages sent to Lancelot were audible to her too.


    This pleased Lancelot¡ªthese two were the backbone of his army when he needed to be in the human world.


    His head leaned back, ignoring them as his fingers began to draw on the 2D map that showed his little unnamed village.


    At the central base of the mountain were the throne and succubus summoning tool.


    Then to the left is the main summoning hut for the Frost Hares, their two huts, and on the right is the farm''s blueprint.


    Then he added the cooking station in the centre, about 1000 metres from the throne room, close to where the horseshoe of rocks closes around the village.


    ''Morgana, you are in charge of the materials and finances. Make sure these are all built by tonight.''


    Then he spent the last of the wood in a double wall and gate across the horseshoe''s opening where the enemy would come from.


    He even spent a little extra for a small guardhouse to be fitted against the wall.


    [Anything for you, My Lord!]


    {What about Ikumi?}


    ''You are coming home with me¡ªotherwise, that old man will get too curious.''


    {Hehe~ I won that stupid old woman has to stay here~}


    [...]


    ''...''


    Somehow he felt the life expectancy of this hare was rapidly shrinking the more confident she became around Morgana.


    Lancelot walked around his village, ensuring he greeted all the Hares and checked if they were wounded or needed anything.


    He couldn''t do this in the future, but for now, while they were only a few dozen in size, he wanted to be a more welcoming Lord.


    "Phew..." Lancelot let out a long breath feeling relaxed after finally making the arrangements for the night.


    Once night came, this place could become hell if his village were unlucky.


    The first night was the worst due to only having 12 normal units, and then the 2 special ones Ikumi would be leaving with him.


    ''If only I didn''t rush... No, the greater the threat, the faster we will all improve.''


    Once outside the newbie area or inside the demon kingdoms, the danger was that all demons, monsters, and dark creatures would become extremely violent and aggressive upon nightfall.


    They would use their night vision to lead night raids on Lords no matter their size or level, and what''s worse is that they don''t care about death or pain due to the chaotic energy of Avalon''s black moon.


    The two moons are much like the sun, but the moons are different, with one being silver and the other a raven black.


    The silver moon affected werewolves and vampires, allowing them to transform or become more powerful, and the black moon affected demons and all other evils.


    Over the years, the human kingdoms managed to create a barrier that, although small, could repel most of the powers of those twin moons. It wasn''t perfect, but most of the buffs and increased power would be nullified in any human kingdom.


    ''Until the fall...''


    The fall was the day mankind and the Empire lost everything¡ªthe traitor Arthur destroyed the crystals that formed the barrier, and the demons and evils from who knows where trampled the front line.


    Humanity never stood a chance.


    Lancelot leaned back, watching as the moons slowly began to show their beautiful radiance.


    "Despite being so beautiful... Why, such beauty deigns to destroy mankind?"


    "Master? I didn''t realise you were here!''


    The soft sound of someone approaching entered his ears, but Lancelot was too tired to look back.


    Because of the stress of managing all this and his training only just ending, Lancelot was close to the end of his limits, which was mainly why he was leaving.


    He was too exhausted to fight.


    ''Morgana is quick to spot these things and made sure I fought less today...''


    "Are you leaving soon?"


    The gentle Milf Hare Marimo was carrying a box filled with what seemed to be swords and other tools that were stolen from the imps and were likely taking them to the small guard station that cost quite a bit of the remaining wood. sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I will be. How are you, Marimo? Not worried about the first night?"


    She carried the box before dropping it beside Lancelot, who leaned against the wooden wall, her soft blue eyes looking at him with her cute black nose twitching.


    "I am scared, or was scared to even live until today..."


    "Before we came here and Ikumi vanished, we thought life might change, and there would be no more suffering or starvation..."


    "Yet months passed... and she never returned."


    Her beautiful lips seemed to be painted with a red gloss that shimmered in the silver moon''s light while looking at Lancelot with a mournful complexion.


    "Many died... because we couldn''t hunt enough to feed, and suddenly a light appeared, asking if we would be willing to join Ikumi..."


    "Finally, we got the call..."


    "Although many of us are back in that horrible world..."


    "With the 10 of us gone, shouldn''t the little ones be able to eat a meal in our stead tonight?"


    This small chat with Marimo suddenly caused a sense of shock in Lancelot''s mind. He couldn''t believe he never asked this before.


    Where did the monsters and troops come from, and what happened after losing their Lord?


    ''It''s such a harsh fate...''


    ''What happened to Marimo in my last life?''


    The mere thought caused his hand to grasp hers, tightly stroking her smooth skin subconsciously.


    "I will keep bringing them here and do everything to keep them safe. So no matter what happens or how hard the battle gets."


    "Don''t sacrifice yourself for me, Marimo. I need you all to live, to fight another day."


    Marimo''s small cheeks were filled with a pink hue, and she was thankful there was no light here due to the moon and nightfall.


    She enjoyed the gentle actions of their Lord as it was told in their world that male lords were rough and violent, sometimes treating the Frost Tribe like mere prostitutes due to how weak and fragile they were.


    So on this night, under the twin moons of Avalon, Marimo thanked the goddess of bounty for allowing her to have such a gentle, handsome and brave master.


    When he released her hand, she only felt a sense of loss and cold wrapping around her body and realised that her Master was slowly seeping into her heart.


    ''Ikumi, let''s go back.''


    ''Morgana, I am counting on you. If there is a battle, don''t hesitate to contact me! Even if I am sleeping, should you struggle, let me know¡ªthat''s an order!''


    ''Your life is greater than anything else to me right now.''


    Normally he expected a strange comment or joke, but instead, there was silence.


    So he grabbed the hopping white rabbit that seemed to be a mascot for a certain battery company and pressed the button to leave.


    -> Would you like to leave Avalon?


    Y/N

 Chapter 30: Chapter 30: The Queens Pride [1]

    The moment Lancelot vanished, the entire atmosphere of the village changed, along with the bright and cheerful aura that Ikumi brought with her.Morgana''s joyful and pleasant face faded, replaced by the cold demoness as she sensed he had left and began sleeping.


    ''All right, My darling listened to me and went to sleep, fufu~ he called my name before he slept.''


    "Aria, have you scouted the north?" Her voice was cold and piercing.


    "My, Queen!"


    "The enemy is a horde of wild Volken, and their numbers are great."


    She looked at the kneeling succubus nodding before waving her arm across the air and summoning the other succubus that was the spitting image of Aria with shorter hair.


    "Nel, prepare to come to help the Frost Hares gather and equip that leather armour we took from those pathetic imps. You have 1 hour."


    "Aria, gather your two new sisters and have them prime their Domina for battle."


    "Yes, My Queen!"


    Morgana watched as the two succubi left the throne room before she looked into the distance.


    Thanks to being the commander and given the trust of Lancelot, she could use the same systems as he could and use any materials if she desired and monitor the various troop''s actions while sitting on her smaller throne.


    ''Let me see how my dear is right now.'' She thought after confirming that the summoning of the new units went without an issue.


    Her face was gentle after her arm swiped to the left, showing an image of the real world where Lancelot was sleeping.


    Morgana''s smile was motherly and affectionate, like a lover, while she leaned back on her small throne, watching his sleeping face.


    ''Oi! Rabbit! What are you doing climbing into his bed naked? Your room is elsewhere!''


    Her mind shouted upon seeing the sleepy Ikumi, now stark naked with her ass and female parts completely exposed.


    She felt irritated as the rabbit''s body clung to Lancelot, her fluffy legs wrapped around him as he seemed to mistake them for the quilt and began to stroke them.


    ''...''


    "That rabbit... I''ll make sure to punish her!"


    In her anger, Morgana violently slammed her hand against the throne''s arm, causing a loud bang before the four succubi entered and knelt before her with a fist against the ground.


    "My Queen! We are ready, our Domina primed!"


    Only Nel spoke as the other three silently held their show of respect.


    "Good."


    "Let us go to the front¡ªthose damn rabbits cannot take all Master''s affection and praise."


    Woosh!


    Before she finished her speech, the four succubi instantly transformed with pink energy covering their bodies with a slight crackle and howl.


    Their form transformed from beautiful and fascinating women into monsters.


    Beautiful and charming monsters, those that a mother would tell tales to her children to make them behave a night.


    A black visor similar to dragon scales covered their forehead and hid their large yellow eyes with slit pupils while a blood-red eye was painted on both sides of the visor to imitate real eyes.


    At the same time, their beautiful skin was filled with various tattoos and runic sigils on their faces that added to their eerie beauty.


    "In Queen, we follow!" The distorted voices of each succubus sounded as they lifted into the air, following Morgana.


    Their pearly white teeth became sharp and beast-like, with mouths large enough to swallow a small animal whole.


    They might look like beautiful women during the day like the monsters assailing the walls tonight.


    These women were demons¡ªsuccubi, the brutal reapers of the night.


    Slowly as their bodies fluttered closer to the village walls, their yellow eyes could see better with the strange magical visor that glowed a dull red in the twin moons.


    Crack!


    Their skin began to harden, covering them in a strange blood-red amour hiding their feminine figure in the same armour as the visor identical to a dragon scale.


    On the scales of their shoulders was an image of two bloody swords crossed together, identical to Lancelot''s sigil and emblem.


    When they landed on the wooden rampart, they immediately kneeled as a woman with similar armour stepped past them with her black scale boots.


    Her scales are black, with the image of a succubus on one shoulder and the white crossed swords on the other with a long spear in hand.


    "Oooh!?"


    "So fierce..."


    The Frost Hares seemed to feel fear towards the five succubi.


    Especially Morgana, whose facial markings were blood-red and her voice extremely distorted and menacing.


    "Follow me; we will end this before Master even realises."


    "We must not disturb his sleep!"


    "Aria, inform the Hares of the situation and have them ready to fight until death."


    "Nel, prepare the defence. Our guests are close and of the Volken variety."


    "Yes!"


    "Understood!"


    ''Will you see my wretched form one day and turn away from me?''


    Her mind was slightly uneasy as Morgana wished he could watch her fight. Yet the maiden heart feared his disgust of the true form of a succubus in battle.


    The Domina Form.


    Demons normally have a resting form that uses minimal ether and stamina to maintain, while the males have a Dominus Form that normally boosts power and aggression.


    Like the current Volken is already in their Dominus form, their bodies a metre long with spines extending from their bodies with the crackle of flames wrapped around their sharp spikes.


    The Domina Form would primarily improve the body or add supportive techniques to allow female demons to surpass the males in speed, skill and technique.


    However, the succubi Domnia was different.


    It made them bloodthirsty and boosted their desire to fight and for sex¡ªtheir body and strength would be greatly increased at the cost of a small portion of rationality.


    Those under the control of a Lord would only direct secondary feelings and sexual desires to that person without permission.


    So they would only display increased aggression and desire to fight and kill.


    Morgana''s body was bathed in the silver and dark light of the two moons, her golden eyes slightly different from the other''s with their beauty and shimmering like they contained stars inside them.


    She opened her arm''s to the sky before muttering to herself.


    "True, we are a race created to sate lust, but sex isn''t the only lust or desire..."


    "My lust and desire are all his~."


    "The only thing left for these mangy dogs is my bloodlust!"


    Her body began to pulse with a dark purple aura, the slits between the scale of her armour glowing with a faint light as Morgana walked towards the edge of the village wall, looking down at the approaching horde of Volken dogs.


    ''My beloved master~ future king, let me display the power of your slave, commander and queen."


    Morgana watched the image of his sleeping face with her golden eyes one last time, even ignoring the fact the rabbit was dry-humping his thigh between her legs in her sleep.


    Her smile distorted and widened, revealing her large mouth and sharp teeth.


    Before they vanished with a snap!


    Now a black scale visor covered her entire face, only showing the bottom of her chin and the painted red eyes. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She flicked her wrists, causing a dark flame to billow at her feet, slowly churning into a vortex.


    "What was his favourite saying...." Her voice was deadly and seductive as the atmosphere vibrated from her seductive and devilish tone.


    ''Ah... My Lancelot... I watched you from the moment you awakened and summoned that goblin... Your growth... Determination and passion stole the heart of this demon...''


    Her hands pressed together as if in prayer, with a black flame now swirling around her entire body like a small storm of black fire.


    ''So please accept my endless desires~ I want to ravish you, devour you and taste every inch of your body~ ah~ what god made you into my ideal man?''


    ''You will accept us. Accept ME?''


    Due to their ethereal beauty and endless charm, the succubus was once a highly sought race in the demonic lore and tales.


    But those that sought such beauty learned another fact about this race.


    They are a terrifying race to choose as a bride, filled with a strong tendency to become addicted, obsessed, and possessive.


    This becomes more intense the stronger the bloodline.


    And thus, there was a line from the demonic tomes that always reads the same thing whenever Succubi are bought up.


    "Oh~ Baal, forgive he who chooses a Succubus Queen as his Bride."


    "Ah..."


    She stood atop the wooden wall hanging over the edge and looked down at the Horde of Volken, a wolf-like demon with sharp claws and fangs with long spikes expanding from their bodies.


    They were about the size of a teenager with thick black fur-like durable armour.


    Morgana looked at the beasts that rushed towards his village like there was enough food to feed their entire horde in this small place.


    Beside her stood Marimo, who looked adorable in her leather outfit and spear.


    Ignoring the woman who seemed most likely to become his mistress, she entered the air.


    Her black hair formed round pipes filled with the same black armour and countless spikes at the tip as they danced like death tendrils.


    Morgana cleared her throat as two balls of shadow formed in her palms, crackling as they drained the warmth from the air with their necrotic energies.


    "You fiends, this is my beloved Kings land! Be gone!"


    Her body exploded with shadowy energy as the rest of the Hares and succubi shuddered from her voice''s powerful vibrations in the air.


    "You face Morgana, Queen of Lancelot!"


    The shadow energy began to swirl into large balls in the palms of her hand, crackling and distorting the atmosphere as the red eyes on her visor glowed.


    "Monsters, be gone from his empire!"


    Bang!


    Her hands released the shadow bolts that smashed into the huge pack of demons, extinguishing their existence.


    The front waves of the demons were turned into ash before the second and third waves began to rush forward. Opening their jaws in anger, dark flames bubbled from their lips.


    Their loud howling cries, blood churning and twisted like a wolf having its neck slowly broken.


    The Volken were bloodthirsty.


    "Leave none alive; our king does not need to deal with garbage of this level."


    "Yes, My Queen!" all four succubi sang with fascinating voices.


    "We, the guards of his majesty, shall extinguish his enemies!"


    Standing on both sides of Morgana, the four succubi dropped down with their red armour and gruesome mouths open as fireballs began to manifest from the tip of their tongues.


    The fire evaporated the water from the air as prickly heat assaulted all that stood within 200 metres of the women.


    Laying in bed, Lancelot''s eyes snap open, now glowing golden with slide pupils and runes shimmering side.


    His lips curved, showing sharp fangs before he collapsed, a sweaty forehead as the bedroom returned to normal.

 Chapter 31: Chapter 31: The Queens Pride [2]

    Bang!The fireballs spat from the Domina succubi and exploded, causing several of the Volken to explode into flames¡ªtheir skin began to bubble before their bellies expanded before their spikes began to fire randomly into the air.


    "Kreeeee!" Their twisted screams sounded as they howled into the air.


    Morgana grabbed and pushed her hand forward before a spear formed from the black mist, forming a huge spear with a thick blade for slicing and a sharp tip for stabbing.


    "All Units, Obliterate the enemy."


    "Nel, I leave the command to you and Marimo¡ªcontinue to bombard them."


    "My Queen!?" The four succubi exclaimed as they watched her float into the air, covered in a powerful aura of both pink and black.


    "I will thin their numbers. Because Lancelot Exists, I cannot die forever... But you all can!"


    "Remember his last order!"


    ''Stupid girls...''


    "Yes, your Highness!"


    Woosh!


    With a single flap of her four wings, the black and white feathers fluttered in the air, where she vanished as Morgana approached the large group of over 200 Volken.


    Despite their pre-emptive assault, only a few dozen died.


    "Ah~ how exciting it is to be fighting for that person... Sleep well, darling~ endure the bliss of improving in your sleep~ accidental discharge?"


    "Fufu, let me suck it out of your pants and quilt!"


    Morgana didn''t feel fear or anything close when faced with these monsters¡ªher spear began to twirl around in her hand as she located the leader.


    ''Where are you.''


    Her eyes gleamed red through the visor as she stopped the larger Volken with her own power, his spikes packing quite the punch.


    ''I see... A unique spawned. No wonder it''s trying too hard to bark for new territory.''


    "Let me deliver your pretty horns to my beloved Lord!"


    Pah!


    Her body shot towards the large Volken before several fireballs and ice lances rained down on the entire pack of Volken that suddenly began to charge the wooden walls.


    Thud! Thud! Thud!


    The impact of the long icicles, around 30cm long and 10cm wide, completely tore through the black fur of the dogs, making their guts and brains explode, followed by self-destruction.


    Thousands of sharp needles began to spray in all directions from the dying Volken.


    Slash!


    Morgana''s body darted between the mangy dogs, her spear''s black blade tearing them apart as it cut their soul into shreds; her attack didn''t affect their bodies, so they didn''t explode.


    Like lifeless husks, they all fell to the ground as new dogs lunged¡ªshe flung them into the air, smashing them with her legs.


    Ker-pak!


    Their heads burst open from the impact as blood splattered against her face and chest.


    "Another~ darling, can you feel my love? Ahh~ I''m so excited!"


    "Gawrrrrruuuu!"


    Suddenly the huge Volkens body lept into the air before hundreds of spikes shot towards Morgana and the distant wall, following its loud howl of aggression.


    ''Shit... It''s serious.''


    The Queen of the Night''s eyes gleamed red¡ªher spear gripped tightly in her hand as her wings began to flutter even faster.


    Thud! Thud! Thud!


    The spikes collided with a volley of explosive fireballs and black light from her spear, each impact causing slight scars and wounds to her arms and body, its flames tearing through her black armour, filling the area with smoke as Morgana continued to flutter.


    Pah!


    ''Damn it... This stupid dog and my accursed limit!''


    Her spear swished through the air before shooting down to the Volken¡ªthe black blade became like a double-edged sword as it split open its skull and into its brain.


    However, the damage had increased greatly as the body''s spirit faded, dropping another to the ground, the Volken all leaping forward to protect their Lord, which slowly retreated backwards while shooting flaming spikes towards Morgana, forcing her to dodge or take damage.


    ''Shit, there are too many.''


    Morgana glanced at the village walls¡ªthe mass of Volken was gradually consuming them, especially now that she was taking hits and not killing enough.


    She saw the sharp spikes of the Volken pierce one of the Frost Hares before Marimo''s Black foot kicked it from the wall, letting it explode and kill another dozen of its brethren.


    Her shield and spear were accurate as she ignored her own bloody body.


    Morgana felt a sense of kinship towards her...


    ''If It''s her, then maybe she can help too...''


    ''My king... I will now use your power without permission.''


    ''Forgive me!''


    Her hands flashed as she grabbed the bottom of her breastplate, snapping the lock and chain off before shoving it into a pouch on her leg.


    ''You bastards... I won''t let you sully My Kings, FIRST DAY!''


    Ba-dump! Ba-dump!


    The world stopped moving as Morgana''s body began to pulsate, her body glowing a dark purple as energy swarmed from the atmosphere and Lancelot.


    [Summon Drive Engaged]


    A summoned commander could use this ability only if their Lord allowed them full control. This was something most would never do as they feared betrayal¡ªthis power was something that could achieve just that.


    "Ugh...." Blood oozed from Morgana''s lips as her seal was temporarily lifted, her body not able to take the full stress of the sheer amount and density of her own Ether.


    Her body became purple, her wings became eight four of each colour, while her entire body seemed to radiate black mist, sickening, alluring, intoxicating, beautiful, terrifying.


    The succubus Queen had awakened.


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    Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak!


    Her wings ripped through the air as she charged forward, her spear flashing back and forth as she skewered every Volken in front of her, instantly killing dozens of them and turning their bodies into small piles of ash.


    ''For you... all the pain... Ugh..... for you... A thousand lifetimes...''


    Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak!


    Her spear stabbed into the head of the Volken Leader, the others exploding behind her as she stood victorious, looking down at the monster''s corpse with contempt.


    But she didn''t finish; the remaining Volken could finally move, yet their bodies radiated towards her.


    She lifted her beautiful hand into the sky, a huge orb of flames swirling around like a meteorite made of black fire, twirling, pulling more and more Ether as it grew to the size of a small car.


    Her eyes narrowed the red lights looking at the dogs below her with scorn, disgust and hatred.


    ''Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Do you seek me? Am I pretty?''


    There was no longer a battlefield in her mind, only the beautiful dance of Lancelot, the beautiful Hymnal he sang for her as she lowered her hand.


    Their Queen, their beloved, their succubus.


    Morgana''s curse was that her beauty was too great, not just her visual beauty, but her Ether was too pure, causing even the divines to seek her hand in marriage...


    Only the old tales of her father stopped them.


    She forgot these things at this moment, only wanting to help Lancelot.


    Yet they now knew she was in the mortal planes of Avalon!


    Then...


    Her huge ball of black flames exploded on the remaining Volken, causing an explosion that flattened the whole army.


    ''RAAH!''


    Her wings fluttered as she looked around, finding that the battle had ceased, with the enemy being turned to ash.


    Her eyes drifted over to the village, where a crowd of hares stared at her in horror and awe.


    ''I am a little sleepy... Lancelot... Can I sleep with you, just like her?''


    As she slowly flew towards the village, her wings became particles of light as they faded into the sky due to her lack of Ether before she crashed from the skies and landed in a pile of broken and burning wood.


    "Guha..."


    Morgana''s face peeked from the rubbish as she pulled herself out, the black scales now cracked and crumbling into dust.


    "Nel, what are the results?" She spoke with a hoarse voice, stumbling to her feet with a bloody, naked body, with countless Volken spines pentrating her body.

 Chapter 32: Chapter32: Right or Wrong?

    "My Queen!"Nels body knelt to Morgana, her black scales covered in cracks as she pressed her fist to the floor with the visor still covering her face.


    "The current damage to the walls is negligible¡ªonly a few pieces of wood were required to repair them."


    "Understood, and casualties?"


    Morgana''s body seemed slow to recover, but a part of her Ether was blocked, barely able to create a simple black dress as the spines slowly faded into dust.


    ''I need darlings to kiss...''


    ''But I don''t want to kiss him for such a stupid reason... I already did it once...''


    ''Maybe I can use that stupid girl''s lips.''


    "None of our sisters was injured or wounded, but Aria''s Domina was shattered, so she must rest for 12 hours or..."


    Their form used Ether, and troops used their Lord''s Ether directly that was transferred into their body, be it holding hands, kissing or even the extremities that some succubi enjoyed when their affection grew.


    "Seven of the Hares were injured and are slowly recovering in their huts."


    "Two died..."


    "I see¡ªmake sure to get rid of their corpses and inform the others not to tell Our King."


    [Marimo''s View]


    "My Lady!?" Marimo gasped as she walked over, her body bathed in blood and wounds, while her fur was filled with dirt and all knotted together with sweat.


    The words she heard didn''t upset her¡ªit was the face she wanted to hide from her master.


    No matter how much Morgana meant to him, she couldn''t allow that.


    "Oh? What''s the matter, Marimo?"


    Marimo didn''t kneel or show obedience to Morgana, not to mention being different troops and races, but as a Vice-Captian, she had her own will and didn''t need to submit to the commander''s authority on normal troops.


    She would obey during combat, but the moment it involved Lancelot, Marimo at least would never budge.


    There was a reason her loyalty was above even Ikumi.


    In her tribe, black fur was seen as something dreaded or an ill omen, so since her parents passed away, she lived a very lonely life in the tribe.


    They might have kicked her out if she wasn''t a skilled huntress and skilled with a spear.


    Yet the first thing he mentioned made her heart tremble¡ªeven when the young males were choosing their mates, they would shun her no matter how hard she tried to make her fur glossy or alluring.


    The Frost Hares were born all females and thus needed to mate with the males of a similar breed from a tribe that usually lived less than 15 miles apart.


    If Lancelot was a female, it was likely that their tribe would have been summoned instead. S§×ar?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However...


    Lancelot called her beautiful, stroking her black fur with a loving touch.


    It was like her grey world had gained some colour!


    Not only that, he even granted her a special role and treated her as if she was special and not just some ill omen.


    But that didn''t mean she was irrational and couldn''t understand both Morgana''s idea and her plan.


    ''A perfect victory, even without him, to help soothe his worries of leaving us alone at night.''


    ''Nevertheless!''


    "I cannot condone it!" Her soft voice sounded with a tinge of determination.


    "The master will be sad if he learns we hid the truth!"


    "Even Lady Morgana must understand that!"


    Marimo''s body stood to her full height, now more than a head taller than Morgana, with her arms folded under her breasts, pushing them upwards to seem even bigger and perkier making Morgana''s eyebrows twitch.


    She wasn''t a young girl or airheaded like Ikumi and learned whether she meant to or not had listened to his thoughts and feelings.


    Her good hearing helped her discover many bizarre and unbelievable things and know that Lancelot had suffered many betrayals.


    That''s why she had to stop this mistake with her little rabbit tail fluffed up.


    "Are you questioning me? Our Lord''s first, his most trusted commander?"


    "Never a question of you, but the Lord comes first! Marimo will always put his feelings first!"


    ''So angry!''


    "Fufu~ I see, I see. So you are that devoted to him, little rabbit?"


    "I''m a Frost Hare!!"


    The pair stood almost squaring off to each other as the other troops avoided the area continuing with repairs and seeing to the wounded.


    [Marimo View End]


    Suddenly the pair felt a familiar presence and the sound of footsteps approaching them, causing their little scuff to end.


    "There''s no need to fight girls." A deep voice sounded behind them as the male they were so concerned about appeared with two bodies held over his arms.


    The two lost Frost Hares.


    "My King!?"


    "Master!!"


    Lancelot couldn''t rest easy during the night, whether it was the clammy warmth of Ikumi''s thighs or the feeling that something bad would cause his chest to feel tight and uncertain.


    So he got up and decided to come to Avalon.


    ''I am sad to have lost two Frost Hare''s I never even got to meet...''


    "I will deal with their corpses. The other Hare''s have taught me the way."


    He walked past the two heading for his throne room, smiling gently at the pair.


    "Marimo, don''t blame Morgana too much¡ªher thoughts were to protect me, as she knows how much it pains me to lose even one of my troops."


    Lifting his arm that held one of the deceased hares, he lifted it over his shoulder and ruffled the soft black fur of Marimo.


    Despite wanting to give her more of a reward, the way her feet were thumping the floor rapidly showed how much she liked him stroking her ears and head.


    Lancelot continued to stroke her while turning to see Morgana bent so her horns and hair were near his other hand as if competing with Marimo.


    ''...''


    [My King... I didn''t mean to...]


    [It wasn''t to betra--]


    ''I know you, don''t worry. Good work leading them. I saw the number of corpses. The fact only these 2 died was lucky enough.''


    He gently lifted the second Hare over his shoulder, trying to be as respectful as possible as he stroked the silky hair of both women, the squishy soft ears of Marimo and the cold, hard horns of Morgana.


    Shortly after, he released them both, walking past them and vanishing into the throne room where a large braiser was constructed just outside the eastern door.


    Morgana also wasn''t stupid and felt delighted to tease the cute Marimo, who helped her awaken from the after-effects of using her Domina.


    "Stupid bat woman."


    "Don''t get cheeky, you fat little boob rabbit."


    "Hmph!"


    "Tsk!"


    -


    Lancelot''s light smile faded; he tried to put on the brightest smile while blocking off most of his thoughts from Morgana and only letting her hear the positive ones.


    The fact that he never even got to meet them made him feel like a useless Lord.


    Even the goblins he met each one knew their names...


    This may be something stupid to others, but for Lancelot, it was as big as losing a family member...


    He leaned forward, gently lifting the pretty white-haired Hares into the braiser, making sure to burn their faces at least into his mind.


    ''I didn''t even ask their names...''


    All he knew was that they were sisters¡ªthus, he would give them a new name as their Lord, at least for their last moments.


    "Forgive me for being an unworthy lord..." His deep voice sounded solemn and filled with warmth.


    "I do not know your given names, even though I should have..."


    "If we could meet again, let your names become Mirel and Tirel reborn again as sisters."


    The Lord and how he summoned troops was incomplete, but there was a myth that if a Lord gave a name to a troop that died, then one day...


    There was a chance he might summon them once again.


    He slowly lit the fire as their bodies wrapped in cloth began to burn.


    Under the night sky with endless twinkling stars with a stern face.


    Lancelot watched his first departing troops until nothing remained.


    With a weary look, he checked the time, his face with a wry smile.


    "Even now..."


    "I still cannot get used to this feeling..."

 Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Demon Kings Birth [1]

    ''...''Lancelot stood in silence, the darkness surrounding him as the crackling braiser faded a strange glint of gold in his normally grey eyes.


    [My Lord?]


    [Is everything alright?]


    Morgana''s voice sounded, but it was all a blur to him.


    The faces of his fallen troops, watching them crushed and torn apart, some begging for forgiveness while their entire family were burned to ashes.


    ''Ah...''


    ''I cannot bare this pain...''


    Looking to the stars, he thought memories long sealed the reason he broke and could no longer fight even before his blade was shattered.


    His hands were still stained with the light blue blood of the Frost Hares, trembling as he looked down at the arms that carried their weight a moment before.


    He didn''t even meet them.


    ''I let them die again.''


    He should have been here.


    ''I made a mistake.''


    [Lancelot?]


    One more time, the soft voice of Morgana, more concerned, but she couldn''t hide how exhausted her body and voice were due to using the Summon Drive.


    ''Say Morgana...''


    [My Lord! What is it!? I will help in any way!]


    She sounded worried and filled with more concern, wanting to soothe his heart as someone who knew Lancelot better than most others.


    As someone that watched him for many years.


    [Are you calm?]


    [If you must blame someone, then blame me...]


    [I am the one that left the wall for quick glory...]


    He stepped towards his throne, the bloodstream glowing brightly as it collected all the Ether from the dead demons, and only he could distribute the rewards.


    "There''s so much..." Lancelot spoke with a dull but emotional voice.


    ''Silly girl, how could I blame you.''


    ''Thanks to your actions, there were only two casualties, just two. Still... two...''


    [Lord...?]


    Lancelot''s hand touched the throne, a throbbing sensation filling his palm.


    The strange bloody Ether entered his body slowly before countless ethereal strings formed between himself and the 18 Hares, 4 succubi and Morgana.


    ''Where did they come from?''


    [...]


    ''Answer me, where did they come from.''


    [...The North... Northeast... But master, I cannot fight their base must have countless-]


    ''Morgana, thank you for trying to protect my heart.''


    [My Lord!?]


    He adored her gentle and kind actions, wanting to avoid him being hurt or agonise over losing his troops.


    To others, troops might be mere tools to attain their goals¡ªwealth, popularity, pride, women or even the crown.


    However, from the very start, Lancelot was different.


    His troops, whether a day or ten thousand days...


    They were his family!


    A man, a boy abandoned by humanity, his pride and feelings trampled on.


    Those inferior trashy troops that others would pawn off were those who supported him, fought alongside him, and never abandoned or betrayed him!


    "They can laugh at my feelings."


    A strange flame began to swirl around his feet, the dissonance of the throne vibrating as his body absorbed more and more Ether.


    "They can say I am pathetic, that It was merely a unit I never met!"


    [My Lord, wait! I am coming to you!]


    His eyes began to glow a brilliant silver before the small pupil split apart, forming a slit along the middle and spreading apart to become a cross with four stars forming in the gaps.


    [L-Lancelot!? What are you doing!]


    "I cannot change who I am, even if I am reborn once again..."


    Morgana''s shrill voice sounded as the Ether inside the throne was completely drained, most going to Lancelot, whose body began to bulk up, his muscles and veins under his skin twisting and writhing.


    ''Do not worry, my little succubus.''


    ''I will make it all go away.''


    His feet moved elegantly¡ªblood started swirling from a small cut on his right wrist.


    The blood was too much to be a human''s amount as it covered his arms, body and legs.


    A strange flame entwined with the blood as the liquid formed solid scales identical to the ones from the succubus queen''s Domina.


    [!!!]


    He could feel her worry, anxiety and feelings pouring through their connection, even her body exhausted as it was moving closer to him, rushing towards him.


    "Any eye for an eye."


    Lancelot''s body began to dart forward his body with the perfect posture for speed and balance, leaving the throne rapidly as more and more scales formed on his body.


    Slowly a film of blood began to cover his face, hiding it completely and forming a strange visor or helmet hybrid hiding everything but his eyes...


    Black sclera...


    Golden iris with the black cross pupils with stars.


    ''Marimo, have all the Hares take full rest and do not watch the gate for the next 30 minutes.''


    ''That''s an order.''


    Marimo couldn''t respond yet, only able to hear his voice as he rapidly passed the cooking station and their huts like a rapid gale of wind.


    His feet were so powerful they crushed the ground with deep cracks and holes from his blood-scale demon feet.


    "A horde for my Hares!" He spoke distortedly as four blood wings unfurled from his back. They were glossy and sharp but contained a strange, neither demon nor angelic beauty.


    "MY KING!" A lovely voice sounded from the top of the wall as he began to dash up the ramparts.


    ''Morgana...''


    ''How beautiful you are when I can see your true form and not become a drooling mess..''


    Standing in a dark dress swaying in the night sky like a raven''s father, it danced, amplifying her otherworldly beauty and charm.


    The sweat from her forehead and wounds from the battle were still slowly healing as she looked at him with soft, glistening golden eyes.


    "My King... You don''t have to do this..."


    "I can--"


    Before she could finish, a blood-red finger, hard like an iron gauntlet, pressed her soft pink lips flat, a slight squelch as her saliva dribbled from the cracks.


    "Forgive me, my queen." A gentle, distorted voice, yet it caused her heart to stir.


    More than his flirting before, than the kiss when she exchanged mana, his words were sincere, and he called her "my queen" for the first time without joking.


    "L-Lancelot... I...."


    "I promise that I shall not get hurt."


    "I promise to return to you within 6 hours."


    "I promise to take you on a date if you let me go and clear my heart."


    "!!!"


    Morgana stood watching her lips, kissing his finger to pass what little Ether she recovered into him.


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    She didn''t want him to go, but she knew this feeling was not just about the Hares today but the thousands of goblins that died because of his errors...


    Because of Lancelot''s former weakness.


    "You promise?"


    Lancelot''s wings billowed with blood and flame the former purple blades created with his [Phantasmal swordsmanship] were now blood red, forming sharp jagged daggers designed to kill and cause intense pain.


    Morgana closed her eyes, taking a step back.


    "Hah!"


    "My King, please return safely and do not forget yourself to that power."


    Her body dropped to one knee, ignoring the pain in her abdomen and the stinging from the sharp spines of the Volken.


    "The enemy is likely a demon."


    "He sent a subbordinate Lord to test you, and when I used my power, he was 10 miles to the Northwest..."


    "You lied..."


    "Hmph... you are my future husband!"


    "I didn''t want you to go out with half-hearted resolve!"


    "I see... Hahaha!" Lancelot''s laugh was deep, causing the entire ground and air to vibrate.


    Beyond Morgana''s Domina, his Dominus form seemed a level above!


    Woosh! Woosh!


    His wings began to flap the sight of Morgana''s naked body revealed as her dress created from Ether was torn apart completely, yet she remained idle and kneeling.


    Pah!


    His body shot into the air vanishing towards the Northwest at a rapid speed, maybe reaching his destination within 1 hour at most.


    ''Your true figure is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Morgana, I will make you fall for me and submit as my queen one day.''


    ''Not because of fate or destiny. I hate that rubbish.''


    She no longer looked fragile, with a smile coming to her face as she looked to the sky again covered with the raven-coloured dress.


    [Oh? Then why do you want me.]


    ''Because I fell for you at first sight!''


    ''I want you to be mine!''


    ''No, I will make you mine!''


    [I''m not easy~ are you sure Mommy will be conquered by her cute Lancelot?]


    Her four succubi sisters appeared in better condition but were shocked to see the fabled Succubus Queen Morgana laughing with a heartfelt smile and her eyes filled with tears.


    ''Watch me.''


    "Aria, Nel, Tera, Sima!"


    "Yes, My Lady!"


    "Prepare the ritual for our race''s sacred training method. There is a man I MUST conquer with my own body!"


    The four were shocked as this wasn''t usually used even for spouses, but the face of Morgana left them with no choice.


    "Ah~ my cute Lancelot~ so cute~ what is that... are you trying to make my heart explode...!"


    "I will c-o-n-q-u-e-r~ you."

 Chapter 34: Chapter 34: The Demon Kings Birth [2] [Bonus!]

    -> Status <-Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 11


    -> Body <-


    Health: 120%


    Ether: 120%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 3%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 12


    Agility: 13


    Stamina: 12


    Endurance: 11


    Intelligence: 11


    Wisdom: 11


    Charisma: 17


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 3


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Dominus Form - Rank 1


    -


    Lancelot''s body darted through the sky, his winds causing the air to howl and scream from the speed.


    He thought his ears might pop due to the speed, but the helmet that covered his nose, face and ears protected them¡ªit did not stop his mouth from becoming dry and cold.


    ''What a strange place...''


    {Master! Master!? Where did you go!}


    Ikumi''s worried voice sounded in his mind¡ªbecause he left her in the Empire, he didn''t cut their link in case something happened to her.


    ''Ah, I am just dealing with something in Avalon. Then I will be home super fast.''


    {I need to pee... where is the restroom?}


    Woosh!


    His body almost fell from the sky, crashing into a tall tree with dark bark, the leaves and twigs snapping from the impact, causing him almost to cry.


    Imagine being killed because your pet hare wanted to use the toilet!


    ''Ah... Do you see the door in my room?''


    {Hmmm... The white one?}


    He began to fly faster towards the enemy. In his vision was a vast expanse of greenery and beautiful mountains and forests, but in the far distance, his golden eyes began to shine as the distance magnified, showing a stone keep with various demons beasts walking on the walls.


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    ''Yes, then if you see the white basin...''


    {Mmm? The one with taps?}


    ''Nonono! The one with the flusher and moveable seat!''


    {Ah! The one with the strange pineapple inside?}


    Lancelot''s eyebrows twitched, a hidden sorrow of being a young child and mistaking those things for fruit.


    ''Don''t touch it, but yet that''s the right one. Press the large circle when you''ve finished, and the water will disappear.''


    {Mmmm~ come home soon¡ªit''s cold and lonely without Master}


    ''Ah... I will.''


    "Ah... It''s cold here too..."


    He replied the short answer while speaking his true feelings as the cold air made him feel isolated, slightly chilling his anger and rage.


    Yet he wouldn''t back down.


    He couldn''t let the death of the two hares go, even if he wanted to wait.


    To kill or be killed was his way of life.


    -


    56 minutes later.


    Over 200 metres above the large castle and village Lancelot hovered in the air, his eyes narrowing while calculating the number of enemies he would have to kill just to clear the outer perimeter.


    "It seems that demon beasts spawn more than other units... 100 on the outer walls and who knows how many hiding in those hovels..."


    Lancelot shook his head, spreading both arms wide as hundreds of blood-red twisted blades began to form and swirl around his head, each one locking onto a demon below, thanks to the visor of his Dominus tracking them.


    ''Let''s start the party.''


    The ground rumbled, shaking from the demonic roars that resounded outwards, making the soldiers in the castle fall over from the shockwave as Lancelot''s eyes widened while laughing happily.


    "So this is the feeling of killing!"


    As the castle shook, Lancelot spread his arms wide as if welcoming the people of Avalon.


    "Come!"


    His body began to glow with a brilliant red and purple light as his blades of vengeance rained down on the monsters, their blades tracing through the skies until they penetrated the enemy''s core; if one couldn''t, two would; if two couldn''t, FOUR would!


    Lancelot felt pain, a throbbing in his head and muscles, but he continued to create and send down the blades of judgement to cut them down like an angel of death.


    -


    In a small room in the stone keep, a middle-aged man dressed in purple robes walked forwards, his eyes narrowed in anger as he frowned while watching the images from the magical scrying device.


    "What in the world is going on?!"


    The man turned towards another older man dressed in yellow robes, his eyes shining brightly as if he had won a lottery.


    "Is this the work of that winged devil?"


    "You don''t know? We should send the Overlord..."


    The man in the purple robes shook his head.


    "We can''t show such weakness to those damn lesser devils... at least not yet."


    The man in the yellow robes nodded before glancing up to see another image showing an intense battle between the Overlord and Lancelot.


    "Aahh... it seems that the lord of the Devildom is quite taken with that winged devil..."


    The two men smiled at each other, enjoying the sight of the war brewing before their very eyes.


    "We should leave this place and start anew... How about the human territories?"


    "Hohoho~ what an amusing idea!" The older man nodded before the inner castle suddenly became empty...


    No signs the men ever existed¡ªalong with the Ether and money they were providing, the Overlord suddenly vanished.


    -


    "You dare kill my cute Hares!"


    Can-Clang!


    Lancelot''s bloody scales formed two swords from his forearm, slashing the flesh from the neck of the enemy.


    He called himself the Overlord of all beasts!


    "You think I would allow you to live after killing two of my troops?! Die!"


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his magic scales filling with Ether as they created a shield of power, absorbing the blows of the Overlord''s fists as Lancelot grinned wickedly despite blood oozing from the corner of his lips.


    He couldn''t understand what happened; when his attack killed most of the outer demons, this demon with two black wings suddenly shot from the smaller building beside the castle and tried to behead him.


    He then started spouting about being the Overlord of this area.


    ''What a stupid race...''


    Lancelot thought to himself before his eyes narrowed as a blur flashed past his left eye, narrowly missing his head as he rolled to the right.


    ''That was close... how did he react so quickly?''


    A giant black wing pierced the stone ground, shaking the earth as he glanced up to see a face similar to the demon he fought in the Empire, but this one looked younger, its skin a pale blue with no pupils in its eyes.


    "I am the true Overlord of these lands!"


    "Yeah, yeah, whatever."


    Lancelot waved his hand in dismissal while muttering under his breath.


    "Oh great Lord, grant me your strength!"


    A sudden heat surrounded Lancelot, his wounds healing every second as his golden eyes narrowed.


    "Let''s dance."


    Lancelot''s body flickered as the Overlord shot forwards, his arm swinging in a horizontal arc while Lancelot jumped upwards.


    *CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!*


    The metal hitting metal echoed throughout the plains as the two locked their blades together, sparks scattering across the field as Lancelot''s teeth gritted in pain.


    "Uwahhh!"


    The Overlord suddenly swirled his wings, spinning Lancelot around before slamming his fist into his chest, causing Lancelot to cough and spit blood from the impact.


    "Cough!"


    Lancelot smirked while rolling out of the way, his face healing instantly as he lifted his leg high.


    ''Now!''


    With a swift kick, Lancelot caused the ground to splinter and explode, sending dirt into the air as the Overlord''s eyes widened.


    "Shit!"


    The Overlord bent backwards to dodge the blow before Lancelot appeared behind him, a red blade flying from his palm as the Overlord growled.


    "You will die!"


    A sudden blast of wind knocked Lancelot away as the Overlord''s body glowed with a dark green aura, his wings extending far into the sky as Lancelot''s eyes narrowed.


    ''So he can use magic...''


    Lancelot stood up, his body covered in mud as the Overlord approached him, his fist pulled back as he took a stance.


    "Rise and Fall!"


    The Overlord''s fist blasted forwards, smashing the ground as a rock pillar rose from the earth, aiming for Lancelot''s head.


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his fist punching through the rock as he moved towards the Overlord.


    His two blades created a vortex dancing through the sky, using his wings to move faster than the Overlord could see, his body darting around like a dragonfly¡ªwith each movement, he slashed at the Overlord''s body with the red blades from his forearms.


    Blood and flesh began to spray into the sky as the Overlord''s right arm hung from Lancelot''s blades. In contrast, the tiny daggers made from his [Phantasmal Swordsmanship] began to rain down on the weakened Overlord, piercing and penetrating him with dozens of deadly blades.


    The Overlord''s face turned purple as Lancelot''s blades pierced his body, the Overlord''s back arching as he coughed blood onto the ground.


    "Die!"


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his scales filling with Ether as he unleashed a wave of energy in all directions.


    Tiny knives of light burst from the ground, slicing and stabbing at the Overlord, his body glowing brightly as he screamed in agony.


    "noooo!"


    His screams slowly died as the Overlord fell to his knees before the blades tore him apart as he exploded into a mist of blood and flesh, raining down on the destroyed village, all from their battle...


    Lancelot turned to see the Overlord''s corpse lying on the ground, his body now nothing more than ash. The villagers had fled, leaving only a few demon guardsmen behind.


    "It seems our little show is over." Lancelot''s body was heavy... he felt the desire to kill and devour throbbing in the back of his mind, but he held it off as the Dominus was filled with deep wounds and cracks.


    ''Getting home will be a pain in the ass...''


    ''Ah~ I want to sleep on Morgana''s soft chest... or Marimo''s thick thighs...''


    Little did the tired Lord know...


    He was transferring his thoughts to ALL his units, and his most primal desires were entering their little heads.


    Even the thing Ikumi was doing to him back in the Empire...


    Ah... Lancelot...


    Forever the cause of your own misery.

 Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Rite of Sinful Seduction [1]

    Lancelot stood in the centre of what used to be the enemy''s territory¡ªsuddenly, after the Overlord was killed, he watched as the huge castle began to tremble before it vanished completely, which caused him to feel confused.''Damn... It hurts...''


    His body was filled with deep wounds, not from the battle but from the scales digging into his flesh and the pressure exerted on his human frame.


    He was not ready to use this form for so long yet.


    Morgana wanted to warn him against this before he started to use the special method of the Suucbi, the Rite of Sinful Seduction.


    [Lancelot...]


    [Are you alright?]


    Her soft, uncertain voice caused him to feel at ease, no longer completely controlled by the pain within his entire body.


    ''I could be better; the Lord has been vanquished.''


    [Who cares! Are you alright!]


    Again with a more passionate and powerful voice, the depth of her feelings reaching him even so far away, causing a small smile to form under the cracked helmet.


    "Ah... You are such an adorable woman for a demon queen."


    He wanted to remove his Dominus and rush back, but the moment this crumbled, he couldn''t return to see her because he would lose his wings.


    ''I am fine, the advice you gave I should have taken... I am not ready for this¡ªmy human body could barely withstand the burden.''


    [My Lord...]


    ''Morgana, will you help me, guide me with your vast knowledge of being a Demon Queen?''


    [Lancelot... I would love to help you; I exist to serve you]


    ''Always so extreme... That''s probably why I''m falling in love with you.''


    [Hueh!?]


    ''Nothing. I will be back after collecting the remaining resources, and then we''ll rest.''


    He didn''t hear anything after that but the strange sound of someone breathing deeply and almost hyperventilating and a strange panting voice followed by a strange sticky sound.


    Lancelot decided to ignore her and began searching through the burning wasteland filled with sword marks and large dents from where the Overlord had rampaged.


    He spent nearly an hour gathering materials as the time for sunrise grew closer each moment.


    His hand swiped to the left and saw the number of resources collected added to his current total.


    Resources: [122 Wood] [220 Stone] [120 Cloth] [50 Iron Ore] [128 Coins]


    "What a jackpot..."


    The Overlord must have been in Avalon for at least a month to have this amount of stores AND the number of troops at his disposal.


    "Let''s prepare to leave¡ªI will collapse without moving soon..."


    Honestly, he was exhausted. Not only could he barely sleep because Ikumi was a thirsty hare, but the feeling of losing his troops also caused his mind to awaken completely.


    Woosh!


    Lancelot didn''t want to wait here anymore; his body launched into the air rapidly before heading towards his village.


    All the plans and ideas for the following weeks were vague due to fatigue and exhaustion.


    He couldn''t quite focus, so he gave up only making outlines of what he could do or wanted to attempt.


    They would visit the markets tomorrow and buy all sorts of food, clothing and various items that might have been missed while also using it as an excuse to take Ikumi into the town to try and meet up with Sumika.


    Thankfully the eastern girl was very kind and gentle and accepted his invitation for a cup of coffee after her morning training.


    Somehow he felt the two would get along well.


    Without the feeling of anger and rage fueling him, he could see the beautiful world of Avalon from a perspective he never did in the past.


    The huge mountains leading into the purple skies, twisting forests that wrapped around them hiding mystical and dangerous beasts, ones that could devour entire cities whole should they wish so.


    He loved the colours mixed with vibrant green and calming blue, the silver and black moons in the sky bathing him in their gentle beams.


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    Sadly Morgana didn''t seem to be eavesdropping; thus, he would have to wait for an explanation while the journey would take a little longer.


    His body felt a throbbing pain throughout, his muscles and bones in great pain as if he had used the Summon Drive.


    -


    It took two hours before he arrived back.


    The very scales on his body crumbled into dust as he fell from the skies, rapidly descending until he crashed into his throne room from the ceiling.


    Bang!


    "Ugh..."


    He crashed into the marble floor, the scales on his back imploding from the pressure as his mouth vomited a thick glob of blood.


    "Haa...."


    Lancelot looked to the side to see that Morgana was sitting on his throne, with both her legs hanging over each arm, spread to the limit while her fingers danced along the lips between her hips.


    Suddenly, their eyes matched...


    "Eh..."


    "Ah..."


    Despite being caught, rather than stop or slow down, her eyes looked at Lancelot''s body with a wide grin on her face, her huge mouth like when she wore her Domina as she moved her fingers faster, reaching deeper with a scooping motion while her hips trembled and bucked against her hands.


    ''...''


    ''So an erotic demon would continue masturbating when caught and use her Lord''s naked body as the side-dish.''


    [!!!]


    Lancelot wanted to get up, but his body was spent, only able to listen to the wet sounds from her sordid honeypot that filled the halls and watch her fingers elegantly dancing around her soft mound.


    "Does it look pretty?"


    "Ah... nice and pink."


    "Fufu~ do you want to taste?"


    "Maybe later."


    "Boo~ such a mean man, not sending love to his sinful Queen."


    He could only smile wryly at this disobedient little witch and would punish her for sure when he regained the sensation of his limbs.


    "Fufu~ watch me cum; that''s the reward I want~ okay?"


    "..."


    Morgana didn''t care about his silence, taking it as a yes, as she used her fingers more force, pressing further into her sticky haven of lust and depravity.


    "Won''t you look~ it''s all gooey and warm after seeing your naked body..."


    "My King~ give your queen some love and affection, water her garden with your seed."


    She tried to make the sticky nectar create louder sounds to attract his eyes to her sinful snatch.


    ''I don''t have time for this...''


    [Yet look at how hard and throbbing you are just at the mere scent of my honey~]


    His mind wandered away in thought as Morgana continued to play with herself.


    ''Why did I let her talk me into this?''


    [Even if I didn''t ask, you would watch me until the end, fufu~]


    He tried to resist the alluring scent and seductive sight before him that assaulted his mind with a deadly, intoxicating venom of lust and carnal sins.


    His mind was fogged over, and Lancelot could barely think straight; he had never felt so aroused and wanted to explode.


    It was a struggle to ignore her pleas and the overwhelming urge to cum.


    "Master!"


    Bang!


    A female''s worried voice sounded before the door was banged several times, finally pushing the closed doors open.


    "Gah!?"


    ''Is that... My cute Vice Captain?''


    He immediately began to resist the pleasure of Morgana, his member becoming dormant, letting Lancelot''s overworked boy relax.


    The sound of banging and yelling was enough to alert Morgana, and she stopped masturbating, pulling her legs in as she turned to her master.


    "Tsk... it seems that black rabbit is too smart and came running like a damn hound... I was so close...!"


    "Heh... You were only trying to build my resistance to your kind; stop acting so dramatic."


    Lancelot could no longer feel the pain in his arms but was still too tired to stand up, let alone fight.


    Morgana puffed her cheeks in annoyance and then stood up to go over to Lancelot.


    "Aww~ what a shame... I thought I would make you cum with my scent and masturbation, then make you my prisoner and take your seed for myself...


    "MASTER!" Shouted the cute black rabbit Marimo who instantly rushed to his side and covered his body with her cloak.


    It was a bit small, so it barely covered his body, and in the process, she touched his manhood, causing the little hare to become embarrassed and red face again.


    Lancelot smiled at how adorable she looked when embarrassed but quickly stroked her soft hair as she helped him stand up.


    "I''m glad you''re okay... Are you hurt anywhere?"


    "I''m okay; just a little tired, but it looks like Morgana is gone, so I guess we''re safe for now."


    She gave him a serious look and nodded as she looked around the room.


    Only the lingering scent of Morgana''s body remained with a sticky mess on the black throne.


    [Idiot~ I won''t let you punish me!]


    ''Oi! Act your age!''


    [Buuuuh! I will prepare the training for you~ we will start tomorrow night!]

 Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Rite of Sinful Seduction [2]

    "oooh~ Master! There is a fluffy cake in this shop window!"Ikumi''s excited voice sounded from behind Lancelot, her face almost pressed against the clear glass of a small pastry shop with a kind lady waving in the window.


    Lancelot chose Sebastian to purchase most items needed for the next few weeks.


    The basic supplies of the first day were not quite enough, and he needed more, according to Morgana''s list, which meant his silver supplies were almost decimated completely.


    ''Luckily, I could trade some Avalon coins for currency...''


    He transferred 18 coins for 180 silver.


    The ration was horrible to avoid needless inflation due to Lord, that didn''t care too much about Avalon and just wanted to live a good life as a Noble.


    This was because Lords only needed to participate in one battle yearly to keep their noble title, no matter how high the rank.


    Sadly this bred a very lazy and passive group of Lords who would only be useless in the future turmoil.


    He gave a soft smile to Ikumi, handing her a small bag with 10 silver coins, enough to buy quite a few pastries, but his chest felt strange, lacking a sense of passion or worry...


    A sense of numbness to the future, unsure if it was some side-effect to his Dominus or awakening the demon blood that was imbued in him when performing the Hymnal to Morgana.


    It wasn''t odd for the Lord to receive a blessing or second race if their troops were strong enough; some could even gain a dragon''s bloodline.


    ''Like Lady Guinevere.'' Lancelot thought, watching the excited Hare rushing into the store but then looking for trouble on what to buy, her face turning to him with a huge smile and opening her mouth and saying something he couldn''t understand.


    ''She''s like a breath of fresh winter air.''


    He saw Ikumi move close to the woman before whispering something.


    The lady whispered something back a moment later, causing the Frost Hare''s ears to flop around and her face to turn bright red.


    Pah!-Pah-Pah!


    Not to mention even Lancelot could hear the pounding of her feet that the Frost Hares seemed to love doing when shy, embarrassed or shocked.


    "Let''s hope she enjoys the taste... I wonder if Sumika is here yet?"


    He looked down at his phone before taking a seat at the public benches, a small picnic ready to be opened in front of him containing ham sandwiches, strange eastern rice, and fish rolls that cost quite a bit to have made.


    Then a few drinks and, of course, some snacks for Ikumi.


    While checking, he noticed that many messages came about 5 minutes ago from Sumika''s number.


    -> Messages From Hotaru Sumika


    "Yo~ Lancelot fufu! I have just finished training with my strict grandpa!


    He said I could not drink alcohol with foreign men, or they would eat me! (Scared Emoji)


    Yet~ it''s okay if you want to eat me! After you fight me with your swords!


    Sumika is 10 minutes away and coming by car!


    -


    Today the city was quite busy, considering that most students were off for their last break for another 4 days.


    He supposed they were getting the last freedom before life became a simple mixture.


    Study.


    Avalon.


    Study.


    Avalon.


    Sadly it wasn''t until Lancelot''s second year that they changed this and added more freedom to the Lord due to many leaving the academy to change sides and find other life methods.


    ''After all, once the poor students realise how much they can get for an Apocalypse coin in the real world, why would they work so hard for 100 Silver a year?''


    ''Not only that, but they still got to keep their noble status as long as they came to the Empire''s aid when needed. It was nothing to do with the academy...''


    "Yahoo!"


    A sudden lively voice sounded before the tapping of feet rushed towards him; almost simultaneously, the soft thumping of Ikumi''s feet also began tapping the cobbled floor before the two girls clashed.


    "Ah! A strange woman tried to sneak up on Master!"


    "Oho! A cute rabbit-like creature is carrying a bag of muffins!"


    "Hmph! Ikumi is a Pretty Albino Frost Hare! My Master said so!"


    "Waaaa! She''s so cute! Lancelot, is this your summoned commander..."


    "No, you had that sexy woman that was almost naked!"


    [Who was almost naked! I covered everything for anyone but Master! Stupid Monkey Girl!"]


    Sumika began to move around the body of Ikumi with sparkling eyes.


    It was nothing strange or sexual, but this girl loved soft toys and furry animals due to begin brought up in a household of 12 males and 2 females. It was a very tough house to grow up in as a girl.


    "Morning Sumika, you''re very energetic from so early." Lancelot greeted her with a smile before tapping the seat beside him.


    The cute kunoichi hopped towards him, but the moment her ass was about to touch the wooden seat beside Lancelot, two white furry feet dropkicked her into the distance, her agile body rolling and twisting in the air so she landed safely.


    "Oh!"


    Clap-Clap-Clap!


    Lancelot applauded while she looked proud, only looking at Ikumi with a sour look as the rabbit placed her cakes side-by-side and pushed one with two black chocolate pieces that were narrow like swords and a white cream icing towards Lancelot her little eyes darting between them as her face beamed.


    {Hehe~ Master will never know I picked it because it''s like him! Fufu, the most handsome cake! I wanted to taste it, but Master suits it best!}


    "..."


    ''What am I going to do... This girl is so adorable...''


    "Toh!" Sumika hopped onto the opposite side, began digging into the ham sandwiches, and looked happy.


    ''I''m glad I told her not to eat too much after training.''


    "So...*nom**nom* you wanted... *nom* to train at my dojo sometimes? Mmmn...so good!"


    "Ah, they are from the shop just behind you; come before noon to get the best ham and bread."


    "They also deliver, but it''s hard to get the fresh feel of the bread due to the travel times."


    "Nnnn..."


    "And training with you would be fun, no?" He added, taking a bite from the cake handed him by Ikumi; her little ears became floppy with a slight sadness when he bit into it, but still, she smiled. Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot couldn''t deny her¡ªsomehow, she was like a cute sister he wanted to spoil, although her evening actions were different from normal.


    He could forget they were man and woman and what Morgana planned to have her help with...


    ''It''s a shame Marimo cannot come here...'' Lancelot thought before pushing the second half of the sweet chocolate cake she bought him¡ªthe white cream was sweet but freshly made, so there was no aftertaste, and the chocolate was extremely moreish.


    "Ah... there''s the cream on your lips, silly hare..." Lancelot brushed the cream from the side of Ikumi''s mouth as she blushed, still licking her mouth from the delicious cake and happy he shared it with her.


    "..." Sumika watched the two flirting and began feeling slightly jealous¡ªshe kicked them both in the shin.


    Only for her little toes to feel pain from both legs, one wearing steel armour hidden underneath the other a Frost Hare with legs like titanium plating.


    "Ahh.. my toe... damn rabbit... stupid handsome foreigner!" Sumika complained in her mother tongue to avoid them noticing.


    {Master gave me the cake~ it tasted nice, but I think I tasted Master''s lips too! Hehe~ stupid old woman, I got Master''s love!}


    [I will make you into rabbit stew!]


    {Fufu~ Ikumi is a Hare idiot~~~~!}


    [Wait until I get you!]


    {Ikumi cannot wait!}


    Sumika was a little sullen for a short time.


    Still, as soon as the various sashimi and rice rolls were revealed, she stopped caring and began to munch them, fighting a secret battle under the table with Ikumi for the ones with bari-fish, a very tender white fish native to the Empire.


    "Mmmmm~ what''s in it for me if I let you train with my dojo?" Sumika asked, chewing on her food while looking at him with her playful almond eyes.


    Ikumi vanished earlier to buy something with her shiny coins, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.


    "The chance to fight me whenever I am there and trade blows without limits."


    Lancelot said with a sly smile, his chopsticks stealing the Bari-fish from Sumika that was half eaten and swallowed whole.


    "Mmmm, very tender and sweet, or was that your saliva? Haha~"


    "!!!"


    Until Ikumi returned, the table became a negotiation battlefield as the pair began to fight for food.


    Sadly, in speed, technique and power, Sumika lost overwhelmingly and thus had to rely on economic aid from the Empire of Lancelot.


    After beating her several times, he started to get full, so he would feed the ones he stole from her with his chopsticks.


    The cute Eastern girl is getting more and more flustered with each loss.


    "Let''s train... in two days... Grandpa will be mad at me for bringing a boy... you might get beaten up..."


    "Still, come?" She asked with a slightly quiet voice looking at his eyes while Ikumi narrowed hers and began to tap the table with her delicate fingers.


    "Ah, let''s meet her at 4 am in two days. Okay?"


    "Mmm! I''ll pick you up In my mom''s car!"


    ''Great... Now I can have the best training possible from the future swordmaster of the Empire and the former swordmaster...''


    {Master is so handsome when he looks evil! Kyaaa~ Ikumi won''t sleep tonight!}


    [STAY OUT OF HIS BED, YOU LEWD LITTLE RAT!]


    {Fufufu~ how many times does Ikumi say~ she is no rabbit, she is no rat! She is a Hare~ Master''s Hare!}

 Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Rite of Sinful Seduction [3]

    After the meeting with Sumika, Lancelot took Ikumi shopping, mostly buying things like emergency food, bandages, and a few weapons practice books for the troops and Ikumi herself.''To think basic books are only 10 silver but novice books are 100 each...''


    Lancelot didn''t mind spending most of the money because while he was spending the day with Ikumi, both Morgana and Marimo were clearing the eastern forest for more wood, stone and other supplies.


    He looked at the cute girl hopping around with her new book on spear techniques and basic shield arts. To Lancelot, these were books he read while studying as a younger boy, but this was a treasure for the Frost Hare, who usually fought with instinct.


    Although fighting naturally has benefits, there are gaps due to a lack of knowledge and understanding.


    Thus he would try to slowly buy several copies of each book and various weapon types for all his units.


    This didn''t apply to higher races like the succubi, who belonged to the demon race, which were born with the knowledge but had to practise to learn.


    Yet he was sure it was still better than nothing.


    [My King, tonight I would like to perform the first ritual of our Training rites.]


    ''Umu, I wonder what it''s like, but I will wait until later.''


    ''Is there anything I need to do?''


    [Make sure you are full of vitality, relaxed and clean]


    ''I see...''


    This was a little troublesome. He managed to get a strange sword booklet from an old lady in a weird antique store.


    The skill wasn''t amazing, nor was something super rare like the novels non-Lords would read and then use that to imagine the life of a Lord.


    It was a set of several guard styles and stance practises that focused on a fluid guard, elegant wrist and forearm movements, and taking blows with great shock.


    [Did you have a good day? You seem a little down...]


    ''Ah... The book I found that made me want to practise a little before...''


    [My King...]


    [...]


    Her voice was a little frustrated, but then she sighed.


    [I think you can practise for 2 hours... try not to exhaust yourself, or you might die for real]


    ''GREAT!''


    Lancelot loved to improve his swordsmanship, even if it was only a slight nudge. This was more of why he wanted to know Sumika. Her Eastern style of dual swords was amazing in his eyes.


    The speed.


    The accuracy.


    The beauty!


    Sumika and her grandfather''s skills were beyond most Western swordsmen because they tended to train as little as possible and make up for it with pure strength or by adding a shield.


    ''I cannot wait to visit her dojo...''


    [One would think you don''t want the swordsmanship, but that Eastern girl herself...]


    ''Ah, I want her. Don''t be jealous.''


    ''There will be many women I want. She is talented, and I cannot let her die because of idiots.''


    ''Sumika will be my most valuable ally!''


    [What about that slutty teacher? Evaine, was it?]


    ''She is different...''


    [Fufu~ remember that your body and soul are mine, or I might just have to kill a bitch.]


    Lancelot and Ikumi entered the lift towards his apartment; he saw Guinevere and Sumika entering their lifts together, nodding to the pair.


    It seemed that Guinevere wanted to speak to him, likely after hearing about his meeting with Sumika, but his feelings for that woman were still sour...


    [Will you keep pushing that woman away?]


    ''Ah... Because of her, we lost 20,000 people.''


    [Hahahaha~]


    ''What''s so funny?''


    {Master is angry~ his hands are yanking my poor ears waaaa~ Ikumi abuse~}


    "Sorry, Ikumi..."


    "It''s fine~ 10 cakes... and maybe I won''t tell on you, hehe~."


    He knew she wasn''t bothered, or her body wouldn''t be rubbing against him, her soft cheeks brushing against his despite her ears flopping in his hands.


    Lancelot felt blessed to have both Morgana and Ikumi in this life...


    Somehow he felt without them, he might become a cold, boring killing machine which might work in the short term, but against the intelligent Lords and those with allies, his blade can only cut so many people...


    He needed allies and people to bring him back from his anger and stubborn mind.


    Lancelot was truly blessed with Ikumi soothing him and Morgana pressing his buttons, constantly grinding him against the whetstone, sharpening his mind, and helping him to get past his past issues and emotional hangups.


    "We are home! Toh~ Ikumi goes to eat her cakes and reads the book! Hahaha! Ikumi Kick!"


    Lancelot watched as she kicked open the door and shot inside, no longer timid, her fluffy white feet hopping to her room in seconds.


    [I will prepare for the ritual¡ªbring Ikumi to Avalon at 11:00 pm, okay?]


    ''Ah, thank you. Don''t work too hard...''


    [Don''t worry, I am happy to do this, I will do anything for you]


    .


    ..


    ...


    Lancelot was like Ikumi as he rushed to the training room, instantly removing all his clothes and wearing only a tight pair of support boxers while wielding his Gale sword in dual sword form.


    "Okay... let''s see here... Vertical swing in a half-moon orbit... then thrust.."


    Woosh! Clang!


    Several hours later, time moved by before he even realised it.


    The number of times he struck his sword and adjusted his guard until his wrists and body felt quite exhausted.


    "Haa.... what time...? Shit... it''s been 5 hours... it''s 10:00 pm..."


    -


    "Ikumi! We need to go, Avalon!"


    "Noooo~ Ikumi has more cakes to eat!"


    "Don''t be a bad hare! I''ll buy you more tomorrow, okay?"


    "Mmmm.... the Lancelot cake too?"


    "Lancelot cake?"


    He then realised the cake she meant and started laughing as she left her room completely naked, covered in a slight bit of fur between her thighs.


    "I remember... but why are you naked?"


    "The old woman said so!"


    "..."


    "You know she''ll beat you up one of these days?"


    "Mmmm, then I''ll run away crying, and Master will protect me! Hehe~"


    The blue light of the portal enveloped them as Lancelot shook his head. He hated the sudden feeling of his stomach being tossed around, which made him nauseous.


    Yet it felt a little better today...


    Because he was strong, or because he became a part demon?


    .


    ..


    ...


    When he arrived in the Throneroom... It was strange...


    Large candles lighted the white room with a sensual ambience, a bed with black silk sheets and pillows in the centre while four succubi stood at the four corners of the bed, completely naked, their golden eyes covered by their visor...


    Like a half-domina form.


    Tap...


    The gentle sound of bare feet slapping against the marble floors approached them from behind.


    Morgana, with her black and purple hair tied in a ponytail showing her sexy neck and erotic chest lines, was only wearing a silk robe that slowly slid from her body as she approached.


    Her face only smiled gently towards Lancelot before her figure changed into a strange pink mist vanishing...


    [Master, please be prepared]


    ''For what!?''


    [Our Rite of Sinful Seduction]


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    He could feel her joyful voice from her words before the pink mist swirling around Ikumi, who seemed to be changed the more she sniffed.


    Her red eyes slowly changed to a strange golden red with black highlights forming in her hair as she stepped forward and knelt before Lancelot.


    "My dearest Master, please accept my utmost devotion and love."


    The voice was Ikumi, but the tone and aura were Morgana, but before Lancelot could speak, the four naked succubi wrapped around his body and began to remove his clothes before carrying him to the bed.


    "Tonight..."


    "Lancelot du Lac shall become my household''s first and last Royal Incubi."


    "Girls, worship him as your Lord and King!"

 Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Rite of Sinful Seduction [4 - R18]

    Lancelot''s body was gently pushed to the bed, several beautiful succubi naked with their faint blue skin shimmering from the torchlight.Their pink nipples bounced along with their voluptuous breasts with each movement before each one stood in a different corner of his bed.


    Opening their mouths, a beautiful yet eerie language began to sing from their pink lips. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "V''hrulnaelth, mor''demon, mal''kai naerudol."


    (We praise our future lord and king, blessed be his reign)


    The girls began to chant it gently, each with a different pitch and timbre, while their fingers began to slide along their naked bodies, stroking their flesh in a depraved manner, making lewd motions like they would to someone. Their heads swivelled back around the bed as all eyes locked on him.


    "Mor''r-rakis se''wil sullorri illahjal."


    (Let us worship him together )


    A collective voice joined into harmony until he had no doubt dozens more of them stood above his bed chanting his name with great reverence.


    "Eadar de m''verrush, vae an ronil?"


    (Whose side does he fight on? Whose heart will he own?)


    They began to sing a twisted but affectionate demonic song, the words didn''t make sense, but he could feel their arousal and affection towards him¡ªthe scent of their sexual pleasure lingered, as well as the sweet taste that began to flood his senses.


    It was intoxicating, even in a small amount that made Lancelot''s hands tremble.


    They smiled at him invitingly, letting their legs part before his face¡ªslowly, each succubus slid its slippery slit over his arms and legs, causing him to feel frozen in place.


    Unable to move as their hips gyrated and slid further, moans of pleasure and passion echoed from their lips as they stared at his long, erect member with a respectful gaze.


    Smiling cruelly at him, each succubus bent lower to lick her soft finger as she raised it close to his face¡ªtheir feminine fleshy fluids mixed with their sweet juices.


    Each succubus began to stroke their sticky finger along his lips before letting it slip into his mouth, their hips moving faster to use his limbs as pleasure tools.


    He pulled away¡ªthe flavour was sweet and delicious, like candy, something sweet. They watched with desire-glazed eyes as he reluctantly pulled from them and groaned. With only a look at the ceiling, the women repeated the process as a lust-filled chorus chanted from the corners.


    Fucking beautiful.


    As he drifted closer to sleep, each succubus seemed to watch for signs of ecstasy upon his face and mischief to escape his open and drooling lips, their eyes alight with playful giggling.


    A hand caught his neck, pulling his face towards the side as their slender pink nipples gently slid over his tongue, eliciting a pleasured whimper and heavy breathing as her sisters began to join the obscene feast.


    In the centre of the room, Morgana, with her white hare''s ears and golden red eyes, looked at Lancelot as the succubi began to kiss, lick, taste and tease his body with their breasts, fingers and tongues¡ªhis groans echoing around the throne room while his huge member bounced with delight each moment that passed oozing with his thick, sticky essence waiting to be devoured.


    She leaned forwards to whisper so he could hear her voice, the rest of the room and pleasure seeming to vanish momentarily.


    "I want you to see this; I need you to experience what is happening here and understand why we must do this." She said quietly, looking up with her piercing eyes.


    "You are important to me, my knight, king, my love. You must know your worth¡ªyou are a man only I can have."


    Morgana''s eyes began to glow with a golden light, eight wigs spreading from her back, four white and black, before exploding into feathers swirling around the large bed as she stepped forward.


    "Zor''lekth, mor''demon, mal''kai zanaheldur."


    (Step back, the king is mine to lay)


    Seeing her movements, the lewd succubi stepped back, their bodies filled with large amounts of his essence now in the corner, singing their eerie chant again.


    Lancelot watched Morgana, his body and eyes filled with a lust that he had to vent, yet the chanting of the succubi seemed to chain him to the bed, only able to watch his throbbing shaft fill with thick veins and drool his sticky sap down the tip.


    "Lancelot..."


    ''Morgana...''


    Morgana looked around, her arms spreading out as she, too, began to chant the dark language long forgotten, taking a small dagger with an ornate style, a black handle with a guard made of succubus wings with the spade for a small pommel.


    She lifted the blade, sliding it along her skin, the tip pressing down on her alluring white flesh, leaving a slight trail of blood along Morgana''s pelvic area.


    "Drae''morghil v''hru''athor, beloth nael''thun''dur."


    (I bestow upon you the gift of my blood)


    With a slow smile, Morgana moved to the edge of the bed, standing before Lancelot, her arms reaching out as if beckoning him, the blade pressed against her chest, the blade erotically squishing her nipples and chest.


    The succubi in the room stood silent, watching the two beings together as they continued their strange ritual, the air growing more charged with anticipation and excitement as Morgana pushed the point deeper between her breasts, making her gasp in pleasure, the thick black blood oozing down her body, along her abdomen...


    Its sticky stream slipped through the pure white pubic hair and flooded her pale slit. The succubi watched, their voices echoing across the room as Morgana removed the dagger, licking her finger clean, then using her hand to smear her blood onto Lancelot''s cock, coating its length.


    Her hands gripped his thighs as she pulled him forwards, moaning with delight as the tip of his member glided along her slippery opening, teasing her entrance.


    "I want you so bad..." Lancelot groaned, his muscles tightening from the strange ritual, lust and desire dominating his mind, the lust he kept sealed from when he met the Demon Queen Morgana...


    "If we complete this ritual... there is no going back, My King..." Morgana teased, letting her pussy pressed against his long shaft, the wet nectar leaking from her tight opening, coating his throbbing cock and squishing into her pink petals.


    He nodded slowly, unable to speak, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she rubbed herself along his dick, her softness enveloping him like velvet, the head pushing inside.


    He grunted with pleasure as she took more of his thickness into her depths, feeling the familiar warmth and tightness of her snatch as his cock penetrated further into her hot cunt.


    "That''s it, Lancelot.... push your thick cock into my virgin pussy~."


    {Master~ it''s so big... Ikumi''s insides are going to tear!}


    He gasped, feeling the first stirrings of pain as his massive erection slid into her, his balls hitting her ass as he entered her depths.


    His legs shook with pleasure, the pain mingling as he felt himself begin to move in and out of her.


    Her lips wrapped tightly around him as he thrust forwards, driving deeper until his hard meat was buried deep within her quivering channel.


    "Mmmm, Lancelot~ you are the first man to enter this Morgana in any way or form~ Nnnnh.... don''t hold back! Fuck me with all you have until those heavy balls squeeze their hot load inside me!" Morgana goaded him, her pussy tightening with her will as bubbles of her moist honey began to ooze from their connection.


    "Morgana... Ikumi..... It feels too good inside you both... Better than any woman before..."


    {Master~ don''t compare Ikumi to others~ ahh... it''s good... the pain has become a fluttering feeling~}

 Chapter 39: Chapter 39: The Finalé [R18]

    A moan escaped Lancelot''s throat at the sensation, feeling his member slide in and out of her tight passage, her inner walls squeezing and undulating around his pole with each thrust, his shaft moving smoothly in and out of her slick hole, her juices flowing freely over them both."You two... are amazing... it''s sucking my cock deeper inside. Is that your womb? Ah... it''s so hot..."


    His hands found hers, grasping her fingers, gripping them tightly as he drove deeper, the bed shaking from the force of his thrusts, the wooden frame creaking under their weight.


    With slow strokes, his hips pounded into her wet, willing channel, her thighs slapping together as her hot nectar of sinful desire coated his crotch.


    Their eyes locked, his face full of lust as their hands squeezed the other''s sweaty hand.


    "So... tight, so wet... I want you so much, Morgana... Ikumi!"


    As Lancelot spoke, her pussy spasmed, a powerful surge of pleasure shooting upwards inside of her loins, making her groan in rapture.


    She gasped as the cock filled her, his heavy balls brushing against her soft ass, slapping against her damp skin, the succubus writhing above him, her pussy stretched to the limits from his pulsing girth.


    "Lancelot~ it''s so deep inside me... it doesn''t hurt... my purity... is gone Mmmmmm! I wanted this so bad~ to taste you for so many years... Haa...."


    She moaned, eyes widening with pleasure, her hands digging into Lancelot''s back as she arched her lower back.


    The tip of his member touched the spot where her pussy joined with her stomach, the roof of her pussy just above her cervix, causing her hips to bounce erratically,


    Morgana moaned as her ass clenched, crushing his hard cock between her wet, slippery folds as her warm honey oozed from her depths. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Pleasure rippled through his veins, each powerful jerk sending electric shocks from the end of his shaft up the underside of his dick and spine. The demoness had taken over his mind completely.


    "Y-Your body feels... so strong inside my hot pussy, Lancelot! You can feel what happens when I cum~."


    The succubus said as she bucked her hips against the knight, her tight hole quivering as its juices trickled out, gliding over his skin and coating his cock, hot nectar burning her insides as they seared deep inside her.


    She felt her clit twitching with pleasure, throbbing against the rough texture of his pelvis as it ground deep against the sensitive nub.


    Lancelot grunted at his orgasm, beginning to build a strange feeling of something entering his blood, body and spirit as he did, her cunt milking him, squeezing him with her slimy wet channel, wrapping around him and wringing tight, before loosening and soaking him in her hot honey.


    He moaned as she tightened as another climax washed over her, feeling her slick heat surrounding his member like a silken sheath, squeezing it, milking it, forcing each pump with urgency as his member jerked inside her wet twat with each twitch, each thrust.


    Her lips puffed out in pleasure, and her mouth opened in a silent soundless shriek as she tensed above the male, leaning forward her soft pink lips kissed him passionately,


    "I love you more than anything... My lord Lancelot... My love~."


    With every squeeze, she could feel her pussy tightening more. It was growing hotter. And then she felt the hot liquid inside her burning up towards her womb like a volcano''s fiery eruption!


    She knew what was about to happen, for there had never been anyone who took such good care of her...


    Morgana''s body heat suddenly became searing, her tongue sliding around his mouth like a thirsty woman, sucking on his saliva, before her body pulled up with a wet pop.


    With a sluty movement, her hips moved faster and faster, galloping like a horse, her glazed eye looking at him before whispering in a gentle voice like a maiden whisper, a wife''s serenade, a queen''s plea.


    "Nol''thuk aldrin, v''zorneth''kai v''drae''moru. Mor''kai zanaheldur. V''roth''eldur."


    (On the next climax, I will become yours, and you mine. for Eternity)


    With an orgasmic wail, Morgana exploded in pleasure, feeling his huge cock expand inside her hot flesh as the rush overtook her entire being, his thick meat buried deeply within her wet walls.


    Lancelot felt his orgasm rip up his hips, his shaft erupting with hot cum, spraying jets of sperm into her cunt before she screamed his name loud enough to echo throughout Camelot,


    "LUANTHU, LAITHOR LALAK''THAHV''SAR''VORAH!!" Morgana screamed out, her body erupting with a powerful pink blast sending all four succubi shooting against the white marble with blood oozing from their mouths and noses. The pink light all began to pour into Lancelot''s body... filling him with her existence.


    In a flash, he snapped, releasing everything inside, a powerful burst of semen, flooding her interiors again and sending Lancelot wriggling, dazed from the sudden burst of ecstasy.


    The succubus let out an animal cry as her cunt spasmed around his cock, his climax hitting her hard with a thunderous roar before she was forced over onto his chest, gasping as her knees were unable to handle her intense multiple orgasms in quick repetition.


    They stayed that way for long seconds, both caught in the thrall of the other.


    Their breathing grew slow, but the warmth continued flowing, searing hot now, not just his orgasm but hers and their shared bliss, sweat and lust pouring between them like a flood through some narrow pipe.


    Morgana''s body was now her own, and Ikumi both lay on his chest, her fingers stroking his muscles while Ikumi slept with a content face...


    As she slid her finger down, Morgana''s lips kissed him chanting soft words with a strange, twisted smile.


    "Nal''drae! Nal''drae!! Nal''drae!!! Nal''drae!!!! Nal''drae!!!!! Nal''drae!!!!!"


    (I love you! I love you!! I love you!!! I Love you!!!! I Love You!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!)


    Lancelot could only hold both of their heads, stroking their soft hair.


    Something was happening to his body, different from the ritual she described... he could feel himself transforming... evolving... and the touch of Morgana no longer seemed to make him feel so tired...


    There was warmth around his lower body as Morgana moved her hips slowly, swaying with a sticky sound before she began to move faster, her ass moving with a gallop, the wet sound of flesh slapping, causing his dazed mind to jolt away.


    His eyes opened to see the Succubus Queen Morgana riding him like a cowgirl, her eyes filled with a twisted, obsessive affection...


    Yet he didn''t stop her.


    Lancelot''s hands wrapped around her large ass, the soft flesh letting his fingers sink into it, pulling her down harder when she dropped, helping her speed up, as his hips began to match her gallop in reverse once again, hearing the wonderful sound of the Succubus Queen panting in pleasure and reaching another climax.


    When her eyes matched him, somehow he whispered the words she obsessively spoke at the end as he entered her.


    "Nal''drae Morgana!"


    "!!!"


    The next moment, his vision went black.


    His body began to convulse while his cock throbbed, spurting jet upon jet of semen into her womb as her soft, sticky tunnel began to tighten around him rapidly¡ªthe words he said made her eyes turn pink, brightly shining as her wings once again unfurled, helping her pound against him even harder.


    It seemed she lost control and began to suck him dry, her insides now wringing him worse than a restaurant dishcloth~


    Yet it seemed she felt just as much pleasure as her pleasure seemed linked to his, causing her to scream and beg for mercy.


    "Please... Lancelot... I will die... Haa.....someone..... pull us apart.....Haaan.....it''s too addictive!"


    She seemed to lose control, her pussy clenching at his throbbing prick as if it wanted to get even bigger and deeper.


    A few last bursts spattered deep inside her womb before she let out a shuddering gurgle, her wings unfurling. She fell limp atop him, but her hand found his arm and squeezed. Morgana whispered into his ear:


    "N''luthu aldrin nol''tho nal''draa'' nek''thorv zarneth... kar nonlethal aly''gha''a... kon nul''thak nal''drasar..."


    "...Rin''n''yath''ha!" (Now and for Eternity)


    She sighed as her eyes returned to normal, kissing him passionately before collapsing completely, her face now shiny and fresh... but her lower body a complete mess with floods of his semen and her juices flooding the bed and throne floor...


    A small crest formed on his and her pelvis, matching... one with the demonic word for Queen, the other King.


    Her cries of pleasure resounded through the entire Demon Kingdoms!

 Chapter 40: Chapter 1: Lancelot - The Incubus King

    The sound of birds chirping filled the silent throne¡ª6 Succubi were walking around in their loose black robes. They were building more huts and buildings for their commander, now on their break.So they all came peeking into the throne room for a chance to see the sleeping Lancelot, his body still in a deep sleep alone in the solemn room.


    "Do you think he''s going to wake up today?" Aria asked as she looked up to the sharp-looking Nel, who held a small crystal that seemed to reflect the naked image of Lancelot and his still-standing morning wood.


    "Mmm, Queen Morgana said his body would first change inside his body.


    "His organs will become more durable and able to store more Ether and use it to temper his entire body as he breathes." Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    One of the new succubi with red skin and golden eyes looked curiously at their Lord, having never seen him before.


    "He looks so beautiful, and the scent of his throne room makes my heart palpitate..."


    "Careful, Krona... He is no longer a mere human Lord..."


    "Eh?"


    "Queen Morgana didn''t use the normal succubus rite on him... She chose him as her husband and made him a half incubus... One with the highest quality of Royal blood." Nel explained, pushing up her black glasses with a single finger.


    "So if you enter, you''ll probably be drowned to death in his thick essence like a drug than him being drained by us."


    Hearing that all the Succubus nodded to each other before rushing away to continue with the small training arena, Morgana asked them to build, which was modelled on the human training room in his apartment.


    It seemed Morgana wanted less reason for him to return to the Empire and for Lancelot to see this as his true home...


    Her love and obsession after losing her virginity was no joke...


    Something good did come from the ritual...


    Now she and Ikumi were closer than blood sisters¡ªthe hare no longer bickered as much with her and instead began to work together for their beloved Master.


    ''They made Master smell so good...''


    *Sniff**Sniff*


    Marimo stood at the entrance to his throne after hunting today, they stored the valuable aura in the huge throne, but somehow she felt lonely.


    Last night she defended the walls with her sisters.


    Feeling their Master''s presence made them all excited. Only a single pack of 12 Volken was attacked, and the reinforced Hares with 30 units easily managed to deal with the enemy.


    ''I want to brag... Tell him we summoned 12 sisters with a rare spawning chance...''


    ''Master... I want to be special too...''


    The black furry tail on her little buttocks wiggled as she stepped into the room, her height over 6ft.


    Marimo stood fully before creeping towards the bed, sitting on the edge with her nose constantly sniffing and twitching¡ªLancelot''s scent before was like the summer grass, a delicious scent for all Hares.


    Now...


    ''He smells like the winter snow and warm carrot soup...''


    She didn''t know how to put it, but his smell felt like home and made her hungry¡ªit wasn''t the hunger for eating but the hunger for copulation.


    Thankfully her willpower was strong enough to resist the temptation.


    "Master... Marimo killed 19 enemies alone! Her spear was a little broken, but Nel and Aria helped fix it as they now run the blacksmith hehe~."


    The scene was quite picturesque.


    A white throne room with a jet black throne filled with blood swirling around its arms and backrest, two huge red flags on the white marble behind the throne with Lancelot and Morgana''s symbols.


    "Then Ikumi woke up late. She came into the barracks and smelt funny, like a wet dog but refused to shower and walked with a strange limp... Today she struggled to jump and hop around, so she only killed 2!"


    "So Marimo won! Hehe~!"


    Lancelot''s eyebrows moved gently each time her soft voice spoke, and her delicate fingers brushed his cheeks and face, occasionally tickling his lips, enjoying their soft feeling as she squished them and felt his warm breath blowing against her hand.


    Her blue eyes flickered as she leaned forward as if entranced by his delicious and sweet scent, the warmth of his body soothing as she pressed her lips against his cheek, instantly filled with a huge amount of essence as she kissed him.


    ''Hueh!? It feels too good!! My crotch itches!?''


    Marimo quickly pulled away, her eyes shining like the sun while her tanned cheeks reddened.


    Unlike the other Hares since coming here, the black Haired Marimo spent the most time with nearly nothing on, the two suns of Avalon quickly giving her a healthy almond tan.


    Scared because of the strange feeling in her crotch, the sticky, wet love juices now flooding from deep inside her, slipping down her legs and staining her soft black fur, and the racing of her heart made her jump back and hurriedly skitter out of the throne.


    Yet her eyes and heart lingered on the beautiful scene of her naked Master sleeping peacefully as she locked herself in her private room.


    For an hour later... the sweet song of Marimo sounded while all other Hares were training in the yard created by Morgana; she was training her own body to accept her Master shortly.


    Back inside the throne room just before Marimo left.


    A creamy arm lifted from the silk sheets, filled with dense but compact muscle, each part of him completely divine as he seemed to emit a sweet and alluring scent, slowly brushing the cheek where Marimo kissed him.


    "What a cute little hare... You are already special to me." Lancelot''s voice was a little deeper and distorted.


    Yet the world seemed to tremble like when Morgana spoke, seeming to charm anything that approached as a beautiful pair of silver birds began to sing to him, perching on the tip of his finger.


    [You are awake, My King]


    ''Morgana, you can speak more freely in private.''


    [My beloved~ are you well? There are no issues with your body, right?]


    [Is your cock fine, your hands? Tongue? Eyes?]


    Lancelot smiled bitterly at her slight sense of insanity, but the changes in his mind and body seemed to find this endearing, even adorable!


    "I am a lost cause now... That girl did something to me, but I don''t mind. She seems more relaxed and at peace."


    "Let''s make time to speak to Ikumi tonight... It wasn''t just Morgana that gave something to me last night."


    ''Calm down, Morgana I am fine.''


    ''However...''


    [However!?]


    ''You have become so dear to me... My heart seeks you even now as we speak...''


    [!!!!]


    As he said earlier, it wasn''t just Morgana that he felt this way, but Ikumi.


    She seemed too shy or embarrassed as he spoke to them both, yet Ikumi only replied with strange squeals, cute noises, and her feet slapped against the ground.


    This at least allowed him to know she was overly happy, excited and embarrassed and didn''t dislike him...


    Rather she began to see him as a man...


    [That... are you mad at me darling~ Big sister... will give you her ass if you forgive her.]


    ''I can take your ass if I want it.''


    ''Don''t give stupid compromises that you will love. I am not mad¡ªat first, I felt you might have betrayed me as that was not a normal ritual...''


    ''But the moment I entered your depths, I could feel everything you kept from me, those feelings of helplessness, loneliness and your slight obsessive affection...''


    ''So you watched me from being a 4-year-old? In the past life?''


    [Ahhh~ darling, don''t remember! I couldn''t help it... your face appeared when the most powerful demon conjugation mistress foretold my future romance!]


    [I waited a whole 30 years!]


    Lancelot was silent for a few minutes while his face smiled and slowly climbed from the bed, checking his changes could wait...


    Now he was going to greet all the new troops.


    Never again would he let them die without meeting them again!


    ''Morgana.''


    [Yes...?]


    ''Thank you for finding my parent''s remains and giving them a proper burial.''


    ''I love you even more, seeing the little things you did for me secretly.''


    [Ah... that... Let''s have sex?]


    ''Hahaha, I can understand you more now that I''m half incubus... as I had the same thought.''


    ''Luckily, my human side remains...''


    ''So let''s fix the base and build a perimeter wall where we will post a quarter of the Hares with bows to protect the base in shifts.''


    [Fufu~ I am glad you remained the Lancelot I loved, just super improved!]


    ''I will only get better, as a Lord, in battle and the bedroom~ haha!''


    [Eh!? Lancelot is lewd! So rare... why didn''t I record it!]


    ''Come, meet me by the blacksmith; let''s have a mini date while we circle the village and try to conquer more of the forest together.''


    [Mm!]


    He left the throne room with a wide smile, now his teeth had a few sharp fangs, but that added to his devilish charm and sex appeal.


    "My first day as an Incubus... Let''s make it a good one!"

 Chapter 41: Chapter 2: Capturing Sherwood Forest [1]

    Lancelot walked through his village, now slowly thriving; there were 5 huts for the Hares to live in, and the Succubi began constructing their own living space building around the throne room, now two side buildings on the east and west and seemed to be forming a large mansion with the throne as it''s the central point."Darling!"


    Morgana skipped over, leaving the floor as her wings fluttered softly¡ªLancelot grasped her body in his arm, bringing her into his chest, her slight weight barely noticeable after his transformation.


    "Hello, my Queen." He greeted them, kissing her lips and pushing her mouth open to enjoy the taste of her saliva.


    While he enjoyed the warmth of her velvety skin, brushing her soft mounds with his palm, enjoying their squishy soft texture and the slight moan from his little demon''s mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck.


    "Mmmmph~ so forward now... are we going?"


    "Ah, let''s first look around the village and then use the capture stones to claim some territory."


    They began to patrol the village, checking that the buildings were to his liking... He was originally going to wait a while before upgrading, as there were a few days left until school started, and he would lose his advantage.


    ''So today I''ll upgrade the walls, build some more things and take at least 5 squares of the forest.''


    "Darling~ your cock is poking my ass. Should I relieve your stress with my tail? Fufu."


    "Sure, but don''t remove my pants."


    Somehow Lancelot felt that response was different from his normal self, but becoming an incubus had made him more of a sexual creature, and this little foreplay was a greeting. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Well, her tip can absorb the semen anyway, so there won''t be a mess.''


    Lancelot opened the Lord''s building tab to check the resources gained and spent while seeing what he could add to the village to protect them when he was busy most.


    A slight rustle sounded before the cool black tail of Morgana began to slip into his pants¡ªher soft, sleek tail felt great as it coiled around him.


    Her buttocks shifted slightly as she started to slide along his member, the tip of her tail smearing a sweet-scented lubricant that caused his member to become rock hard.


    "That feel''s great, Morgana... keep going with that movement, wrap the end with your tail''s fat tip."


    "Mmmm... it''s really hot... and pulsing inside my tail."


    [Stone Wall x 1 Metre]


    2 Avalon Coins, 4 stone


    [Stone Wall x 10 Metre]


    15 Avalon Coins, 40 Stone


    [Stone Wall x 100 Metre]


    100 Avalon Coins, 400 Stone


    His silver eyes narrowed, the demonic pupil now a strange star shape as it zoomed into the distant wall. As he began to use the crafting system, sliding his hand in the air, it would draw the wall in a blue colour showing him how much he needed.


    "Thank god the 10-metre wall can be split into ten 1-metre pieces."


    ''Her tail is really good...''


    "Darling... your tip is getting hot and sticky, fufu~ do you enjoy working and getting jerked off?" Morgana whispered, kissing the tip of his slightly pointed ears, licking them with her long pink tongue as she enjoyed his member bouncing from the sensation and sound of her wet tongue.


    "Ah... that''s good, like those women that offer audio intercourse with just them licking or sucking things..." Lancelot muttered, his step slowing from her rapid movement.


    Despite her toying with his body, his mind was clear as if the pleasure and thought portions were partitioned with a wall.


    He began to put the plans down like some game, but in reality, the system was created with forbidden and ancient magic...


    "Okay... front wall needs 20 metres..."


    "The eastern forest, which I need to dominate, will need 100 metres to wrap around the village and connect to the mountain."


    "Darling... it''s so hot... and sticky..... Mmmm, delicious..."


    Her tail seemed to transform, becoming a small mouth that started to guzzle down the white cream that was flooding from his iron rod.


    His slimy goo filled her with a sense of pleasure and euphoria.


    The moment her lips opened, warm and sticky threads of lubricant formed bridges between each lip and wrapped around him completely, with a snug fit down to the base...


    "Mmmm, I almost climaxed~ Fufu! Big sister will keep you nice clean with her little tail wash~."


    ''So this is what happens when she is allowed to touch me... I feel like our Ether keeps flowing from my body to hers.... then she fills me with a different and more dense Ether that replenishes and get''s rid of my old Ether...''


    To the outside, her tail was now bloated and expanded, but she felt amazing.


    Shaking his head as the warm, fresh feeling began rapidly moving along his lower body, he waved his finger to bring up the current resources of the village and how much they needed before he could build a decent wall.


    He wished to protect the village with an inner stone wall and use the horseshoe mountain as the second line of defence.


    |___| <- So the walls would look something like this, while the open top was where the mountain was situated.


    Resources: [122 Wood] [220 Stone] [120 Cloth] [50 Iron Ore] [128 Coins]


    Opening the notepad to write the required needed was viewable by the Captains, Commanders and Vice Captain when he wasn''t here, so they could collect what was needed.


    ''It would be nice to find a mine or some monsters that give wool to make small farmland... let''s add some future items I wish to add... to protect them further.''


    "Darling? Are you having fun right now? Are you happy?"


    "Mmm, very... a beautiful woman in my arms, doing her best to please me and the freedom to build my territory..."


    ==== Building Plan ====


    [Terminology]


    Frontal - Entrance


    Eastern - Facing Sherwood Forest


    Western - Facing Dalmek River


    Southern - Mountain Area


    [Required]


    -> Defensive Walls


    Frontal - 20 Metre Stone Wall - [30 Coins, 80 Stone]


    Eastern - 100 Metre Stone Wall - [100 Coins, 400 Stone]


    Western - 100 Metre Stone Wall - [100 Coins, 400 Stone]


    -> Defensive fixtures


    Frontal


    2 Balista, 1 Archery Tower, 1 Magi-Launcher


    [150 Coins, 70 Stone, 120 Wood, 30 Cloth]


    Eastern


    4 Balista, 2 Archery Towers


    [140 Coins, 100 Stone, 140 Wood, 50 Cloth]


    Western


    2 Balista, 1 Magi-Launcher


    [100 Coins, 30 Stone, 90 Wood, 15 Cloth]


    "Hmmm.... this is going to be expensive¡ªI might need to grind daily after classes... Will you take your succu.. ugh....succubi hunting when I''m not busy?"


    "Fufu~ such a huge load... but now it seems a little tired. Mmmm~


    "I can hunt whenever you ask me to!"


    Lancelot nodded before adding the prices to the notebook for the others to use and not waste time.


    [Ballista]


    10 Coins, 10 Stone, 20 Wood, 5 Cloth


    [Archery Tower]


    50 Coins, 40 Stone, 30 Wood, 15 Cloth


    [Magi-Catapult]


    80 Coins, 10 Stone, 50 Wood, 5 Cloth


    He wanted to add more amazing things, like the dragon''s breath tower, but that needed thousands of coins, and the other items were rare materials from a true dragon''s corpse!


    "What about the Hares? Mmmn thick and creamy...~" Morgana asked, bringing her tail out from his pants and holding the elongated tip to her mouth, letting the white cream pour into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it down with loud, chewing sounds, causing Lancelot to make a bitter smile.


    "Let''s go speak to Marimo and Ikumi... Since there are now 30, I plan to split them into two groups. One will hunt for enemies in the forest until we''ve taken the entire thing, and the other will plant a new forest to the west of our village while slowly chopping down the eastern forest for wood."


    He planned for Ikumi to take 10 Frost Hares, deal with and plant the trees.


    Marimo would command 20 Frost Hares, hunt the remaining enemies, and try to find the various Lords within Sherwood forest.


    The beauty of Avalon was that no other lord or monster could take root in your territory, and even if they stepped on his forest block, they couldn''t do anything there because they needed to wipe out the Lord beforehand.


    He could now use the special items to slowly claim the forest formerly known as Blackwood and make it his block by block...


    Although this meant that he would have to dominate 5 Blocks wide and 10 Blocks deep in total... which was 250 Blocks in total...


    ''We have 20 Flags to capture... that''s only 4 Blocks deep... how far can we get in two days?''


    The flags to capture neutral or conquered land were rare in the beginner''s stage, normally coming from fighting other troops or Lords.


    He got 18 from the Overlord and 2 from the Imp hovel...


    ''Let''s hope there are more Lords hidden in the forest, or I''ll have to risk it to conquer in the unsafe direction...''


    That meant leaving his protective horseshoe... and going out into the Valefor Plains...


    "Fufu~ you are so handsome when acting like our lord... Look at your tight muscles... let''s go kill some monsters and relieve ourselves, okay?"


    "Sure... One second... I am going to name my territory..."


    "Oh!? What... Morganville... Morgana''s Snatch? Lancelot?"


    "Idiot... your mind is always in the gutter..."


    "Camelot."


    "!!!"


    "Just to spike that fucker? Really?"


    Morgana knew who named their territory that, or rather his second territory that would be hidden from the academy in the northern parts of Avalon...


    "Do you think he has already created it?"


    "Mmm, let''s find out?" Lancelot smiled with a cheeky grin groping the ass of Morgana as he typed it in."


    -> Unnamed Village, now called Camelot!


    Congratulations, Lord Lancelot!


    "Fufu~ we got it! But... darling... you always play with my ass. Do you like anal? I can prepare it for you if you want?"


    Lancelot ignored her, carrying her silky body to the walls, where the rabbits had already begun to spend resources and build the Stone Walls along the front, starting with the large gateway with a huge, thick door.


    "It''s so fun..." Lancelot thought before two Hares rushed towards him...


    One white, the other black


    "Master Master!"


    "My Lord! My Lord!"

 Chapter 42: Chapter 3: Capturing Sherwood Forest [2]

    Lancelot spread his arms, using his chest and neck muscles to keep Morgana around his neck, tensing them while feeling slightly panicking as she wrapped her legs around his waist.Unable to take advantage of her exposed ass, the two Hares jumped into his arms and began to nuzzle his chest, pushing Morgana to each side with their powerful thighs.


    "Damn rabbits! Off! He''s mine! Shoo shoo!"


    "Ikumi isn''t a rabbit~ she is a Hare!"


    "Marimo isn''t a rabbit~ She''s the lord''s Hare!"


    "Darling... Darling~ the rabbits keep kicking my ass and pushing me away... you don''t want me to leave. Fufu~"


    Morgana gave him puppy eyes and looked upset while pressing her breasts against his chest and brushing her lips against his neck with a slight peck.


    "Haha... stop being stupid." Lancelot smiled, his right arm lifting the heavy Ikumi off the ground by her firm buttocks, keeping her hooked in his arm, enjoying the ripe melons she had grown since birth pressed against his arm.


    Then Marimo''s soft, fleshy butt was grabbed by his left, her ass was slightly bigger, so his hands began to sink into her meat.


    But the cute Hare tensed her ass so it was tight and wrapped herself around his arm, sandwiching his biceps between her humongous watermelons.


    "Can you girls get along for me? You''re my three most precious women."


    "Master loves Ikumi most~ he mated with her all night!"


    "My Lord... This Marimo will serve you until her body is ruined!"


    "Darling~ your cock is poking my butt again... Fufu~ I am that special, right?"


    His muscular frame struggled slightly with the three women on top of him. As he wondered why they were so heavy, but then his hands wrapped around the culprits...


    Huge tits and large buttocks... a hidden danger for a man with a harem!


    ''I need to keep training my body, or these women will crush my bones!''


    "Right, that''s enough flirting around... Marimo, I want you to choose 20 of the Frost Hare 10 will train with bows when I have finished building the Basic Archery Range and Carpenter''s Hut. I permit you to use the resources to make them in the North East of Morgana village."


    "Mmmm, darling~ I will build it now."


    [Archery range] 20 Wood, 10 Cloth, 30 Stone, 20 Coins


    [Carpenter''s hut] 30 Wood, 5 Cloth, 10 Stone, 15 Coins


    She leaned over his back while he stroked Ikumi and Marimo''s soft hair with his rough hands enjoying the sleek, glossy feel while the two Hares sniffed his body and armpits.


    It seemed like some habit of theirs after they smelt his semen and became obsessed with his scent and aroma.


    Morgana was the same, but a pro, her nose flaring as she leaned back, pointing her fingers to adjust the place and area of the archery range so the arrows wouldn''t affect other villagers and the Carpenter close to where wood would be collected.


    [Hehe~ darling, I set them now kiss me as a reward!]


    ''My arms are taken, so just kiss me if you want that for a reward.''


    [Fufu~ kiss my lower lips instead?]


    ''Calm down... we have to go fighting; tonight, back in the Empire, I''ll take you.''


    [Hehe~ okay!]


    "What about Ikumi? Does Ikumi do things?" Her red eyes shone like little rubies in the snow, her soft white hands grasping Lancelot''s chest.


    "Don''t worry, my cute snow hare~ You tell Marimo if there are any of the ones she picks that you might want and select 10 for your team."


    "Mmm~ will my team help master?"


    Her eyes were fixated on him as if worried she was just dead weight, but for him, Ikumi was important, and her potential was the future. Once she started growing, her mentality and power soon rival even Morgana.


    So he didn''t want to make her worry.


    "You will be helping us all, collecting the things that can protect all your sisters and me when we have to fight. Will you help me?"


    In the meantime, Morgana pulled back before her lips covered Lancelot''s face with love, pecking his cheeks, nose, eyes and forehead before finally his mouth.


    Her long tongue didn''t wait, pushing through his lips as she pulled his tongue into her mouth, enjoying the warm, slimy taste of his delicious saliva as her fingers ruffled through his hair and her hips pressed against his waist.


    "Mmmmn~ Nnnph~ Darling''s tongue became so long and flexible~~ fufu..." She whispered, pulling away from him and letting the sticky salvia dribble down onto her cleavage while looking at him with her golden eyes.


    "Hmph... Ikumi will do good and get a reward too!" pushing back as she dropped from Lancelot''s body, but the moment she landed, her body shuddered and almost fell to the ground as he quickly grabbed her waist and held her steady.


    "Are you alright, Ikumi?"


    "Mmm... my crotch burns... Nnn. I''m going now! Come Marimomo¡ªwe go find the girls!"


    Ikumi''s white furry feet pushed off the ground as she began to skip towards the gate being created.


    "My Lord, Marimo will fulfil her duties!"


    "Ah. Marimo, once you''ve assembled the 20 girls, leave half to keep building and the rest to enter the forest and start clearing the first squares of territory."


    "Here are 4 flag tokens to do so¡ªlet Ikumi follow you, but have her forage and cut down the trees while planting two new ones on our Western side for each one cut down."


    As if knowing her social cues, Marimo gave one last sniff before gently placing her lips against his arm, creating the slightest smacking sound before hopping off.


    "Mmm~ My master is so brilliant!" Marimo mused before her body vanished.


    Her breasts bounced heavily because she wore next to nothing before she bowed to him and hopped off with powerful leaps to catch up to Ikumi rapidly.


    Pah! Since his arms were free, he slapped both sides of Morgana''s ass because she kept sucking on his neck with her teeth, biting him, which caused a dark red love bite to appear, filling half his neck.


    "Oi, stop sucking on my neck, or I''ll leave you here and go hunting alone."


    "Whyyy~ darling is so nice to those girls but mean to me!"


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    "Don''t sulk~ I''ll be good."


    "Come, let''s go to the last square! I will fight so you can rest and watch your cute wife!"


    Lancelot carried Morgana to the southernmost block closest to the throne, looking at the dark forest with thick trees and overgrown bushes.


    He took a deep breath before summoning his Gale Sword in Two-handed forms¡ªresting the red handle in his right hand, he dropped Morgana, who suddenly equipped a full black plate set of armour and carried a long black lance.


    The set practically shimmering with someone who paid to win!


    Before he spoke, Morgana''s distorted voice sounded¡ªsomehow, that armour made her look more sinister, but Lancelot found it hot.


    "My King, now that you are at least half incubus, you can use that armour from the Lord''s chest and use your Dominus to change its form..."


    "It''s like a pseudo-Dominus form... Like my armour, it won''t grant you the demonic bonuses of a full Domina/Dominus. But it will make the defence as strong as your scales..."


    "Sorry if it''s annoying... I don''t want to see you hurt like you do us..."


    Taking a deep breath, he began to focus; the desired armour was one he had always shied away from in the past, thinking that speed was better than anything...


    ''But what if I could have speed and defence?''


    ''My incubus form... bloodline and attributes should be strong enough....''


    The armour was identical to Morgana''s, a thick set of dark-iron spaulders, a chest plate with his emblem.


    All his body was fitted with a full armour plate set, with only his elbows and knees exposed...


    However, different from Morgana''s, it was a light plate set, with a thin metal allowing for his speed to still reach the level of his prime in the past life.


    Yet now, he could take blows from most enemies without worry.


    Holding the Gale sword in its two-handed form made him look imposing as the dark-grey helmet with feathered wings and a mouth guard closed.


    "Let''s go¡ªshow me how great my first wife is."

 Chapter 43: Chapter 4: Massacre Of The Married Couple

    Lancelot''s body rushed through the trees on the ground, his feet stomping to attract as many enemies as possible.While above him, Morgana flew between the branches, her hands filled with black flaming bolts as she shot them at rocks and stones to destroy them and make even more noise as the pair saw a small opening that was where they would fight.


    He watched above him, the narrow sight of the helmet a little annoying, but he noticed that her plate armour seemed to have no bottom...


    ''No... she''s deliberately showing me her naked ass with that damn power of hers!''


    Remembering how she could manipulate who saw what, currently the manic wife of his was now flaunting her furry slit and ass to him while her top half was still fully armoured...


    ''This pervert...''


    The wind whistled through his armour as they both approached the clearing¡ªhe began to realise that his changes were far greater than he thought.


    In the past, he could never have imagined dealing with more than one woman, especially not at once...


    Yet now it came naturally, using one hand to gently stroke Ikumi, the other to sexually harass the pervert Marimo, who enjoyed her ass being teased and then letting Morgana feel the most important and to do whatever she wanted...


    "Lancelot! Let''s go! I''m going to start with a big bang! Fufu! Inferior creatures dare to chase my beloved husband and king!"


    Woosh!


    His body lunged forward, twisting in a semi-circle during the Gale sword before Morgana''s body above him, her ass softly pressing against his face with the sweet scent of her snatch. His Incubus instincts awakened, and his eyes became more focused.


    A strange mechanism... Normal men would be distracted by lust or desire, yet an Incubus became more focused and sharper.


    Morgana swung her arm in a wide arc as a whip of flames burst from her arm, the shadow flames pouring down like a waterfall burning the imps and goblins into ashes; their little bodies didn''t even last a moment.


    "Grrrr!" Some shouted, cried, and rushed forward while her flames died out. Lancelot''s hand grasped her tight, pulling her back as her wings flapped to keep her floating.


    "Support me with your shadow bolts!" He called out before his body became transparent and appeared beside the new group of goblins, his sword like a reaper of death slicing through their necks like mere grass.


    "Heh! You are indeed worthy of being the next Demon King..." Her eyes flashed before a dozen bolts of shadow flew out, piercing through the goblins, imps, and small dog-like creatures. Their whimpers were futile as the dark shadowy bolts exploded in their bodies, sending their guts flying into the air.


    Her tail lashed at a few imps, and they shrieked, only to die moments later when the tip of her tail pierced their hearts, causing their lungs to explode and their brains to rupture.


    She looked back, noticing he was still there. "Don''t linger too long, my husband."


    "Tsk.. show off!" Lancelot said with a smile under his helmet before the two-handed sword split into dual swords while dozens of purple blades began to wrap around his body. His eyes scanned those before him, noticing how a few had already fallen with wounds.


    His body rearranged as he slid back, using his magical armour to protect himself from attacks while Morgana''s meaty breasts pressed against his back.


    "Fufu... I see my husband is no slouch enjoying my tits during battle?"


    The couple were flirting naturally as their blades and magic destroyed the monsters that slowly began to thin out, no longer rushing towards them...


    Now a single monster larger than the others and two fully armoured goblins beside him.


    ''Nostalgic... A goblin knight...'' Lancelot thought before stepping forward, his blades at his side slowly¡ªhis speed increased as the goblin knight began to charge towards him with its mace held high and the iron shield protecting its abdomen.


    "Die!" Lancelot yelled, pressing forward at full speed before swinging his right sword left. The blade cut through the shield and struck the goblin knight in the stomach¡ªLancelot''s speed increased further as he used his left hand to push away its mace.


    He struck his right sword at its neck before snapping his wrists and slicing down its chest.


    Clang!


    At the same time, it writhed on the ground¡ªLancelot moved around in circles, his swords like a harvester churning the wheat culling the two goblins supporting the goblin knight using his Whirlwind slash and irregular guard to stop their attacks.


    He then swung both swords at its neck in a single attack but paused mid-way to swing at its neck again while keeping his blades in a circular motion.


    Da-Da-Da-Da!


    A dozen shadowy bolts fired towards the goblin knight as if to steal the kill, but his silver blades were covered in the wind, deflected by them all with a thick, heavyweight with each blow. Then he saw Morgana''s taunting smile before cutting its head off with both swords.


    The corpse on its back convulsed while its head rolled on the ground with its eyes still open... ''It was so easy.''


    He thought while a dozen bolts exploded around him like fireworks. They all vanished as he stepped back to collect himself as he heard some laughter behind him.


    "Excellent... your skills are indeed growing." Morgana''s voice sounded as she jumped onto his back, nuzzling his cheek as her hand tossed the Black flag with Lancelot''s Emblem onto the ground before a huge light pillar shot into the sky and caused the ground to rumble before this block became under Lancelot''s control.


    He suddenly could feel where and what was located here.


    An Iron Mine, the abandoned Goblin Hovel and many wild demon beasts for food.


    "Perfect..." He muttered.


    "Fufu~ what? My body?" She asked, hugging him from behind and nuzzling his neck as the dark-iron armour vanished, causing her to get a pleasant surprise.


    The next moment another huge light went off, then another... It seemed the naughty Frost Hares had split up, and Ikumi also took her own Square...


    "Oh well, let''s have the girls clear the corpses and ensure everything is finished before we return to the Empire. I want to take a good bath and eat some good food."


    "Mmmm~ will you make alone?"


    He looked back at her cute face, a little pout as if she would complain if not when he remembered what she said earlier and gave a slightly lewd smirk.


    "I''ve got to go down on you, don''t I? Can''t have Ikumi watching me licking your snatch."


    "!!!"


    "Someone help¡ªmy husband has become obscene... what ever shall I do!?"


    Morgana faked her cries of fear and worry, but Lancelot wrapped around her body, his arms taking control of her hips and arms, before leaning into her pointed ear. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You can just pant in pleasure and enjoy yourself."


    "Hahaha."


    "Fufu~ how fun... But I won''t lose!" She giggled as her tail slipped between his thighs, sneaking into his pants again.


    "I think I win this round~ My K-I-N-G. Enjoy getting your cock sucked by my tail as your reward for making my heart throbb~ fufu!"


    Like this a peaceful slaughter of the neutral lords began in the territory of Camelot.

 Chapter 44: Chapter 5: Even Lancelot Has Much To Learn!

    Brrrr! Brrr!A black phone on the bedside table began vibrating constantly¡ªthe time was currently 4:30 am, and the two people laying in bed together were completely oblivious to the phone laying naked.


    With their naked bodies wrapped around each other, another seems to have fallen off the bed, her butt pointing to the ceiling with a cute white fluff above her ass crack.


    "Mmmm..." Lancelot groaned, his body sore from last night''s "Training" that Morgana insisted would be enjoyable...


    ''Now my body feels like it was hit by a truck...''


    Brrr! Brrr!


    "Hmmm? My phone... Ugh... her tits are all sticky... Morgana move..."


    "Nu..... Zzz!"


    He pushed her heavy body from him, the sticky goo on her chest now covering his right palm as he lifted the phone with his left, rubbing the slime on Morgana''s bruised ass.


    "Good morning, Sumika." Like the tired, groggy Lancelot was a lie! He suddenly perked up and began to speak to the kunoichi with a bright voice.


    His wife''s pointed ears and his mistress''s fluffy ears perked up as they pretended to sleep, both listening intently as a soft giggle sounded from the other side of the phone, both of them feeling irritated.


    "Hehe~ I''m sorry for calling so early... Grandpa was excited that someone wanted to practise with me and become friends...!"


    "You sound really lovely and happy, haha." Lancelot leaned against the headboard, his idle hand stroking the soft purple hair of his wife, not wanting her to feel insecure or jealous.


    ''Ikumi''s butt is the cuteest.''


    Of course, he didn''t forget to praise his mistress, the little Rabbit, now on terms with his wife because he couldn''t endure the Succubus Queen''s full drain.


    She would possess Ikumi, and they would train as a trio, which made sense and stopped the little bickering between the two.


    However, Lancelot yearned to do it with Marimo because that girl was too kind and gentle to put herself forward. He planned to ask if she could swap.


    Because she was a Vice-Captain, he could bring her into the real world too.


    ''But Morgana said soon I would have to do this with the other succubi and hares¡ªotherwise, the gap in strength would become too high...''


    Though it all depended on him, if he became strong enough, one shot a month, or even one shot every 6 months, would be enough to increase the basic troop''s strength consistently.


    "Ah... lovely? You make me blush... I am just a girl who loves swords and fighting!"


    "Haha, okay, and I''m a man who loves beautiful women, swords and fighting."


    "Ehh...ahaha.... I see... Hehe~"


    Somehow the sweet interaction between the two teenagers caused a strange bitter feeling in Morgana''s chest as she began to speak to Ikumi about her worries secretly.


    "So, what time should I come to your grandfather''s place today?" Lancelot enjoyed the Eastern language of Sumika, especially when she was flustered or shy.


    Regardless, he couldn''t forget that he decided to join her just because he fancied tasting her.


    ''Eh... I want to taste her?''


    The impulses of his incubus side were rather natural after two days, slowly fusing with his former disciplined and gentlemanly conduct, slowly becoming a mixture of both seductive, flirtatious and his past eloquent self.


    "Umu, I was calling because my mother offered me a ride to pick you up."


    "So I will come get you in about an hour?


    "If that''s alright... Grandpa usually starts practice at 7:00 after eating breakfast at 6:00 am."


    Lancelot looked at the two women, that quickly hid their faces causing him to smile with a sly look.


    "Sure, I''ll shower, eat something light, then meet you."


    "Mmmm, you can join us for breakfast, too?"


    He found her soft voice cute, but this time he would refuse and eat breakfast with her next time; after all, what if he didn''t get along with her grandfather or mother? It felt rude to come there once and eat breakfast, then never again.


    It was strange, but Lancelot had weird quirks like this since he was an orphan trying not to impose on people.


    "Hahaha, thanks for the offer, but we''ve already started making something, and it''s best to get to know each other, and maybe you can treat me tomorrow?"


    "Hueh tomorrow!? .... (Oh my? Sumika, why did you drop your phone?) Mom! N-nothing... (Oho?


    Is it that handsome boy you kept telling Dad about last night?) MOTHER!"


    The distant but mature woman''s voice sounded like an adult Sumika and began to tease her, but the words made Lancelot feel that this life was different, and he was starting to enjoy it quite a bit...


    ''I like this girl, let''s make sure she doesn''t die like last time.''


    [Oh my~ do you like her cute face? Perky ass? Maybe it''s because she''s a sword freak too?]


    ''Ah... she''s cute and makes me want to protect her~ a bit like Ikumi.''


    {Master? Ikumi is strong, you know? She can kill 10 imps on her own! Just kick-kick-kick, and they die!}


    ''Hahaha, I know, but you are still my adorable Hare, right?''


    {Nn! Always!}


    Finally, she seemed to pick up the phone with a loud sound and a slight huff as she told her mother to "shoo, leave me, old woman!"


    "(Ahhh~ so cruel *sob sob* why are you so mean to your mommy! What if I steal away the handsome knight?)"


    "Mother! I''ll tell Dad you''re cheating!"


    "(Fufufu~ My little daughter, please know what to say, I have not done anything wrong!)"


    "Guha... mother...please... you''re choking.....me!"


    Lancelot listened to the parent and child fight with a smile¡ªhe barely remembered anything about his own mother other than her sneaking peas into his mash and making him cry. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Finally, Sumika''s mother seemed to be gone and they finished their plans before hanging up. The moment Lancelot began walking to the shower room, his naked body was being watched by two hungry female wolves, despite eating their fill for two nights straight...


    They suffered an endless hunger!


    ''Calling her mother that, if she''s a milf I might have to spank this feisty kunoichi.''


    [...]


    {...}


    {Doesn''t he want to spank her?}


    [Idiot rabbit! You are not meant to say it out loud!]


    {Hmph! I am not a rabbit! But Frost Hare, nasty loose woman!}


    ''...''


    He ignored their bad-mouthing and washed his body with the mint-scented soap feeling the itch on his body, especially his balls.


    Still, he loved that minty fresh feeling while using a strawberry and vanilla shampoo and conditioner that seemed to be created using elf and fairy technology with a syrupy texture and bubbly suds.


    The day was off to a great start!


    [Make sure you clean the inside of your foreskin... good boy! Mommy gives you a gold star!]


    {Oh!? It got big. Is it time to train again? But... Ikumi''s crotch is sore... The old woman like''s it too rough and makes Ikumi swollen and red!}


    [!!!!]


    [Rabbit.... how about I buy you some carrots!]


    {Hmph...}


    {Ikumi wants that long, thick carrot on Master''s crotch...}


    [When did you become so obscene!?]


    Ignoring these idiots now discussing who goes first tonight, Lancelot left the shower. He started to make a simple breakfast for them and contacted Marimo to see how the village construction was going.


    Over the two days, the front wall was now a completely stone gate and wall, with a thick rampart around 2 metres wide.


    ''Hey, my cute Ebony girl~ how is the building going?''


    ''Not at all; you did great. Can you tell me why you prioritised the West?''


    Her long chat was slow, sometimes stopping to choose her words or confirm they were right before he could even feel her physically nodding to herself with a smile¡ªhe felt Marimo was like a spring breeze compared to the two wolves now eating like dogs in the kitchen.


    ''Good girl, that''s fine. I don''t mind you making your own choices as long as you have a reason and believe in that reason.''


    ''Good work Marimo¡ªsee you tonight.''

 Chapter 45: Chapter 6: Eastern Grandmaster Vs Sword Master

    "Make your move, young man."An elderly man with a lean build and handsome Eastern face that seemed like a ladykiller in his prime stood with a simple wooden katana in his right hand.


    Across the room, he faced the exhausted Lancelot wearing a white training outfit and holding the same wooden sword of a Western type in both hands.


    His body was completely covered in small bruises from the wooden blade hits.


    ''This old man is strong!'' Lancelot thought, his eyes shining bright, focused on the old man as they turned yellow and locked onto his body as if to learn everything the man had to display.


    Lowering his body, Lancelot shot forward his right foot first before lifting his left blade to meet the old man''s rapid slash from diagonally above¡ªwith a resounding crack.


    However, he used the force and momentum of their strikes to adjust his stance and slash again from overhead with more power.


    "Shhh!" The old man exhaled with a short, powerful breath.


    "Hah!"


    Forced to use his right blade to block the attack, Lancelot tried to lunge forward with his left hand to stab the man''s chest. However, the old man intercepted him with a swift backhand slash before he could unleash his attack.


    "Hah!" The old man''s lips curled into a smile as he pushed Lancelot away with a powerful kick before leaping back out of range. "You''ve improved in a mere hour."


    Their battle was progressing with vigour and skill, with Lancelot''s attacks finding their mark and the old man blocking them easily. He could instantly counter Lancelot''s attacks, slashing away with speed and precision.


    The old man''s skill was unmatched by anyone Lancelot had fought before, and he was proud of himself for having beaten another opponent for the first time in so long.


    "You''ve fought against me for a whole hour? That''s not something even I did until I was fifty-two." The old man chuckled as he retracted his blade back into his sheath before continuing. "You are strong, young man. I believe we''ll be friends."


    "However!!!" His loud voice echoed through the room before stroking his long curly white beard.


    "If you want my cute Sumika! Dream on! Kakaka!"


    He said, walking away with a strange old man laugh, while Lancelot almost collapsed to his knees, knowing that although the old me complimented him.


    It meant strong ONLY for his age, and he needed to become stronger; looking at the old man''s back, Lancelot shouted, "Can I come again tomorrow?"


    The old man didn''t speak until he left the dojo, the wooden door closing behind him as his voice suddenly sounded. "You are welcome here anytime, Lancelot. I will always accept your challenge." With that, the man''s laugh returned from across the dojo as he walked away towards a private room.


    "Wow! Lancelot!" The said girl rushed towards the tired Lancelot and hugged his chest tightly with a wide smile. "I''ve never seen Grandpa so excited!" She giggled excitedly while looking at him with her eyes sparkling. "He''s never used his special skills on me before!" She told him proudly while her face reddened slightly.


    "Grandpa hasn''t smiled like that since... I don''t know when." She said quietly while looking down, thinking how long it had been since she last saw her grandpa happy.


    "Will you please come back again?" Her cute eyes fluttered while still hanging off his neck, her soft body like a tempting fruit from the tree of wisdom.


    "Of course, I''ll come. Will you welcome me too? Breakfast and a massage?" Lancelot smiled while stroking her soft black hair, a little sweaty from her training with the other students. "Now, may I use your bath? I am a bit sweaty..."


    "Ohoho! Behold, we have an open-air bath, Fufu! Would you like to join me?" The cheeky kunoichi showed her little tiger fangs as she began to drag him towards their private bath.


    "Fufu! You''re a bad girl! You''ll get in trouble!" He replied playfully while walking alongside her towards their private bath. She laughed loudly with her fangs flaring out at him¡ªthen she started walking ahead of him, showing off her small but perky butt as she teased him.


    "You know~ we are taught a lot about boys and their desires as kunoichi training, but my grandpa doesn''t want me to hone those skills~" Sumika chirped. At the same time, they came to a huge open bath, with a small isolated changing room on either side, with bubbling water with a slightly creamy texture.


    "Honestly... I love Grandpa and his swordsmanship, hehe~" Sumika giggled before removing her clothes, her soft skin glistening with sweat from her training.


    She walked into the hot water before sitting on one side of the bath; she then started to stretch out her long white legs before looking up at him and giggling playfully.


    "Do you like my butt?" She asked with a cheeky smile as she slowly lifted her short black skirt, showing off her white panties with flower patterns while wiggling her hips seductively. "I''m wearing a thong~" She giggled as she looked at him with a mischievous smile.


    "It''s a very nice butt¡ªbetter if you remove the cloth, though." Lancelot nodded; since she didn''t use the changing room, he removed his clothes, standing naked and enjoying her shocked face as she looked down, her eyes slowly returning to his face.


    "Ohoho! Are you okay? You''re blushing!" She giggled while looking at him with big eyes. "How about if I tease you more?" Sumika chirped happily.


    "I... I can''t keep up with your teasing~" He chuckled as he sat beside her in hot water.


    The two began to slowly cleanse themselves with the showers, a peaceful silence as both looked at their partner''s body with interest and admiration. Lancelot couldn''t help but think she would make an amazing kunoichi, but he agreed with her grandfather.


    If she were going to be a weapon, he''d like to keep her close by his side¡ªand that was his weakness in this world as well¡ªhe was always worried about losing people he loved. He knew that was just part of being human, but still...


    After cleaning themselves up, the two stepped out of the shower and moved into their private bath together¡ªthey sat beside each other, soaking in the large tub a slightly soothing feeling that tickled and caused a pleasant tingle in his body.


    Sumika closed her eyes, seeming to think about something hard.


    "Hmm... I''ve been thinking... About you." She spoke quietly so only he could hear it. "You''re... strong..." She paused for a moment before continuing in a soft voice.


    "I don''t know how that will change once we reach Avalon, but..." She smiled in front of him before leaning close and whispering in his ear: "Do you know that a kunoichi must serve a master?"


    Lancelot froze as he heard those words¡ªit wasn''t something he''d considered until now¡ªbut if Lancelot was going to be anything more than just friends, he would have to deal with it eventually. He was unsure how this would affect their relationship or if it would even work out at all...


    ''I wanted to ally...'' Lancelot thought sadly as Sumika looked at him with sadness¡ªit was obvious what she wanted to say but didn''t want to say out loud.


    ''She is so cute... Shall I test the waters? This girl is too naive,'' He thought, moving closer to support her wishes.


    "I''ll be your master," He told her quietly. Sumika''s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at him, her mouth opening but no words coming out¡ªshe said it as a joke because her father had been discussing arranging a Lord for her to serve. She hated the idea of being forced to answer the stranger''s desire. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "W-will you make me do weird things?" Her voice was rather coy, like a cat testing water with her paw.


    "No, no, no~" Lancelot chuckled, moving closer to hold Sumika''s face in his hands and smiling at her, the cute girl not pulling away as her mouth opened like a fish.


    "Let''s say until I earn your true respect and worship¡ªI won''t make any orders outside of Avalon and combat?" His thumb brushed along her soft lip, squishing them as he spoke with a charming, mind-numbing tone.


    "And I won''t force myself on you either." Lancelot paused before adding: "Nor do anything against your will."


    "Yes!" Sumika nodded fervently, a frown crossing her face as she stared at him¡ªshe knew what he meant by that, and it was rather unnerving to think about it.


    "I''ll make you my servant, and everything will be fine~" Lancelot chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her lips, causing the little cat to shudder, her big eyes dilating but never pulling back¡ªit was just so sudden, yet the feeling of his warm lips, their taste and scent of his breath...


    Sumika decided to let him off this once!


    After finishing their bath and returning to their room to clean up for dinner, Sumika dressed in a simple white and black cotton kimono, making her look chic and refined. He wore black hakama pants with her grandfather''s yukata.


    "You will stay, right?" Sumika grasped his hand, pulling him under the small table with lots of mandarins and juice; her big eyes seemed to cause Lancelot to feel weakness towards her.


    "Sure, I''ll stay."

 Chapter 46: Chapter 7: School Tomorrow - But Please Rest Lancelot...

    A silver blade sliced through the final enemy, the huge imp''s body crashing down to the floor as Lancelot sheathed his Gale Sword two slashes across the imp''s chest, now pouring with blood."Master! So handsome!" Ikumi hopped towards him with an imps head in her hand.


    Two days ago, when he trained at the dojo with the former swordmaster of Nippon.


    He would spend the morning and early afternoon with Sumika and her family¡ªthankfully, they kept it a secret that she chose him as her Lord as her grandfather dotes on her so much he might kill Lancelot for sure.


    However, her mother knew from the same afternoon when he stayed for dinner and asked him to care for her naive but adorable daughter.


    After that, he would train his physique and posture in the gym at the Elite apartment and deal with any Empire business like Sebastian, reminding him it was time for him to start attending the Academy.


    ''Honestly, I am not looking forward to it... That damn Guinevere keeps calling and messaging me too.''


    Then from 6:30 pm, after eating a meal with the rabbit and Succubus, he would head into Avalon, where they were now.


    ''To think those girls would work so hard and be halfway finished with the western wall already... Imagine Merlin could use his eyes and scrying to see my current base...''


    It would be a disaster to explain that¡ªthankfully, he couldn''t scry into the demon kingdoms just like they struggled to do the same with the human nations.


    "Master? Are you okay? You seem a little strange..." The gentle Marimo asked, her cute face looking down at him from the tree above her face and body covered in imp and goblin blood, causing Lancelot to worry¡ªthis girl was getting more feral after she began training with the Sanguine Succubus girls.


    "Mmmm, I was just thinking how cute you look when fighting."


    "Hah!?"


    "Mm!"


    Woosh!


    Before he could say it was a joke, the cute Hare was now 20 metres away, hopping from tree to tree, and seemed to be shouting something...


    ''Extremely cute...''


    "Husband, can you stop seducing all the women in your army and tend to your hungry wife!"


    "Morgana you... How can you lie like that? You used that to trick me into-" Before he could finish. Her soft body leaned against him, feeling her residual heat spreading across his back before her bare breasts pressed against him, poking him with her two hard cherries.


    "Fufu~ hey, don''t be so stingy, it was only my mouth... and one shot!" Her arms hung over his shoulders, wrapping his neck and stroking his chest as she blew her hot, seductive breath down his cheeks.


    "Mmmn... darling~ why did you do it more times with Ikumi last night¡ªI am so jealous," Morgana said with a baby voice while kissing the back of his neck with her soft, seductive lips, squishing them against him with a loud smack before pulling away.


    "Stop clinging!" His voice bellowed, pushing her back, his tail pulling up her dress to cover her soft, swaying mounds¡ªthose were only for him to see.


    He then turned back to her, stroking her sulking cheek.


    "We need to take the last blocks of the forest and claim it as Sherwood Forest!" Her eyes brightened as she enjoyed how his fingers traced along her face, brushing her red lips with his thumb. "Then I will spend the entire eve with you until I need to leave for the Academy, I promise."


    "I see... okay, I will help!" Lancelot smiled at her disappearing figure, now carrying the last three flags before the entire forest would be under his command.


    "Well, it got easier with 40 Frost Hares and 8 Succubi."


    Lancelot sat on a broken stone which he sliced through during the battle against this Lord. Things were going too easy¡ªrather, he would be punished for saying this.


    Normally Lord''s would get stronger much slower than their units leading to them having to rely on those units for everything. But Lancelot was different as he was stronger than all his units and even more so with his Dominus form.


    ''Yet the battles and struggles are much harder from here on out...''


    -> Blackwood Forest was claimed by Camelot and renamed Sherwood Forest! sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Camelot will now produce 100 Wood, 50 Stone, and 25 Ore daily.


    He was feeling it now¡ªthe exhaustion from keeping up this schedule was building slowly for him due to only being a half-demon. His recovery wasn''t inhumane like Morgana or the Frost Hares sharing his blood.


    ''I need to train harder, make more allies... The advice I gave Sumika seemed to have worked.''


    On the second day of training, when her grandfather went to rest, she began to open up with him about her strong units that had glaring weaknesses.


    Her troops were a strange all-female humanoid fox-type unit, but they were just like her and specialised in sneak attacks or stealth, not direct fighting.


    "It''s good I told her about those strange Frostguard Amazonians before others got wind of their summoning artefact being found..."


    ''Although I did a shitty thing to the merchant.''


    Thanks to Lancelot''s training and the manuals he gave her, though, this would help her greatly.


    "Master, do you want some fish?" Ikumi held out one of the Bari-tuna she brought into Avalon using her little jacket pockets and nibbled the battered corner with a delighted face. She didn''t want to share.


    He could tell by how the little rat was wolfing it down!


    "It''s okay¡ªcome sit on my lap and take a rest. Make sure to let your girls take a rest too."


    Ikumi skittered along the ground, keeping the Bari-tuna safe by turning her body away from Lancelot.


    Despite her affection and loyalty being maxed out, she wouldn''t share any of the Bari-fish range with him.


    Crunch! Crunch!


    Her little mouth and black nose twitched as she crunched through the batter, her large ass sitting on Lancelot''s thigh as he began to comb her hair, removing the mess from trees, bushes, and god knows where.


    "Promise me you''ll behave when I''m at the Academy," Lancelot whispered into her floppy ears, pulling bits of fluff before taking a small cotton swab and cleaning the bits of wax and mess.


    Somehow this started the night after meeting Sumika. At first, she would ask him to clean her crotch after sex, then clip her nails, and finally, he began brushing and applying oil to her furry parts and ears.


    ''Well, if I do this, she will repay me with her cute mouth and boobs at night, so it''s a nice trade.'' The problem was that all the Frost Hares now came to him after doing good deeds or performing well and asking him to do the same for a reward... No... Even the Succubus had him polish their horns and massage their tails and hooves...


    "I could probably make a living if I opened up a beast girl beauty store..." He muttered as the Hare on his lap climbed off, seeing one of her friends in the distance and jumped away with a huge leap before speaking.


    At this moment, Lancelot felt at ease starting to accept his changes as a half-incubus, mainly his increased charm making the females more interested in him, and some of the Hares might enter heat early due to it.


    The charm only made the Succubus worship him more though calling him "Our King!" Then flashing him with their naked bodies randomly... When he asked Morgana, she told him that was a sign of a succubus who had surrendered her mind and body to a male.


    Otherwise, it''s just their body and means nothing.


    After a moment of silence, he was passed a gentle cool breeze from the mountain blowing across his tired body when suddenly a soft pair of hands began to stroke his neck, gently massaging and caressing his tense muscles before a brush started to slide through his silver hair gentle as if to avoid pulling or hurting him even the slightest.


    There was one Hare who would return the favour always after he pampered other Hares.


    She would come to him silently, without any words, and gently help to soothe his stress and tense muscles.


    "Thanks as always, Marimo."


    "Mmm... Sorry for running. I just thought my heart might explode..."


    "Haha, don''t worry... let me pamper you sometimes. I love your black fur and lovely ears pointing into the sky like lances.


    Quietly, the pair sat together, one soothing the other soothed. Watching the playful Succubi and Frost Hares carrying their bounty like pirates thanks to Ikumi training them with strange things from his world...


    "I love you all, but now we will face only uphill battles and the chance of success-" Suddenly, Marimo hugged his back, her warm, naked body tightly holding him while her hands brushed against his cheeks.


    Because of her height, his head was pressed into the cleavage of her breasts; the warm, slightly sweet scent of her sweat and a strange vanilla aroma caused him to feel more relaxed as the thought of the future faded. Her voice sounded...


    But unlike normal, it was gentle and motherly without her usual shyness.


    "My beloved Lord, do not worry about such distant things¡ªI will protect your heart with everything I can offer."


    Her hands began to stroke along his back while pulling his body before he felt his body tilting, and suddenly, only fluff and fur enveloped his head and face as she lay his head on her lap, gently stroking his head.


    "I cannot be strong like Morgana, willful like Ikumi... But my thighs and body are all yours. No matter in what way." Lancelot felt a sense of relief, and a wave of tiredness washed over him as her hands seemed to move like a metronome.


    "If you have worries, I will solve them."


    "If you need pleasure, I will please you."


    "If you are scared, I will protect you."


    "If you are lonely, I will love you."


    "That''s why... My beloved Lord... Take a moment to rest... We can feel your affection, the hard work you do daily..." Her hands brushed around his soft hair¡ªLancelot''s eyes now closed with peaceful breathing as he entered a deep slumber. "We are here to serve and support you, so use us. Don''t work yourself to the bone...


    until you almost break down."


    "All of us are willing to die for you."


    "Our gentle and lonely Lancelot."


    [Ah... What a cunning rabbit... but thank you, Marimo... He would not listen to me...]


    {Marimo looks happy... So does Master... Are Marino''s thighs that good?}


    [Come Ikumi, tonight let''s allow our King to rest, I''ll take you to play with some demon dogs]


    {Are we going to make them explode again? Or poke their butts with our spears?}


    Marimo''s long black hair began to blow with the chilly breeze, yet her tanned skin without clothes didn''t seem to feel anything but a burning warmth, a content expression on her face as she took strands of the sleeping Lord''s hair, storing them in a small pouch.

 Chapter 47: Chapter 8: I Didnt Want This Kind Of Hero!

    Lancelot stood before the Frost Hare summoning artefact the first time he would summon them alone¡ªhis upper body was bare, showing his slightly tanned tight muscles with a slight shimmer from the massage oils Marimo used to soothe his entire body.''It seems I only need 3 hours sleep to gain the same I would have done with 9 hours normally.''


    He thought to himself, watching as the little hares with their cute blue eyes watched him secretly from the little windows of their huts. ''Why are they all so adorable?'' Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Slowly swiping his hand across the sky, the resources vanished before a glistening light appeared before the strange horn began to toot an amusing tune that gave Lancelot an image of a hare slowly hopping around a garden in search of a carrot.


    Then like stepping out of a door, the ten new Frost Hares appeared in their naked glory with brilliant blue eyes and soft blonde and white fur, all looking at him with eyes filled with wonder.


    ''Oh? Another black-haired girl... but she''s petite and flat-chested. Her eyes are green too. But she reminds me of a tiny Marimo.''


    Honesty, the names of most of the Hares were a mystery to Lancelot.


    Even the succubus group were hard to remember¡ªsometimes, he used the system but only recognised Nel and Aria. He could only try to remember the ones that proved themselves slowly.


    ''Isn''t that a good reward?'' Lancelot nodded.


    "Welcome¡ªthis will be your home from now on. I hope it isn''t too shabby." Lancelot smiled, speaking to the girls who slowly began to cover their tits and crotch with more fur, their faces pink with embarrassment. "I am your new Lord. Call me Lancelot."


    "Oh~ handsome Lord!"


    "Nice abs!"


    "Hmph!" The black-haired rabbit turned up her cute nose¡ªhow it twitched caused Lancelot to be fixated on her face. "What are you looking at? Are you a pervert? Lolicon?"


    "Meru! Don''t speak that way!" A soft familiar voice sounded before black feet smashed into the poor petite girl with a fierce dropkick sending her flying into the distance with a shrill squeal.


    ''...''


    ''Rabbit love sure is tough...''


    [Darling... They are Hares.]


    {Mmhm!}


    Lancelot felt like dropping to his knees in surrender after getting told this by Morgana and Ikumi. The world was too deep, and he couldn''t be saved.


    So he just left the area as the other Hares came to collect the ones staring at their new Lord with predatory eyes.


    ''Thank god I can place my blood in the offerings when summoning them to remove their weakness. Imagine having to prick myger or cut my wrists each time...''


    He changed the subject because the mature women of the Frost Hare clan were scary, looking at him with more lust and desire than even Morgana when they were about to go at it!


    ''Shut up, Morgana! Tsk...''


    [Darling!? Is this the legendary Domestic Violence Arc? Am I your sticky wet onahole~ Ahn~ so lewd!]


    ''Shoo shoo, go to bed.''


    [!!!]


    {Fufu! Ikumi''s time has come!}


    ''Play in the sand.''


    {Yay!}


    Returning to his throne, Lancelot felt amazing physically, but his mind was taking some major damage as he sat down¡ªthe cool surface and bubbling blood caused him to feel great.


    Since the other day, they didn''t distribute the Ether and Experience because he wanted to wait until just before he started school and be at his best, and from that day onwards. He would increase everyone''s level on the same day.


    ''Should I summon more of those damn stalkers...''


    He loved how useful and talented the Sanguine Succubi were...


    However, they were so strange... If not assigned a task or mission, they wouldn''t relax or search but rather follow him secretly.


    Watching...


    Lancelot would have loved to tell Morgana, but she was WITH them!


    "Whatever, they are kinda cute when they all squeal. "Master''s naked! Ah~ Master''s bathing!" Although he believed this was just his incubus blood speaking.


    "Maybe I should try using my blood to summon the next group of Succubi?"


    Suddenly a strange idea entered his mind, but Morgana wasn''t here to stop him or tell him what might happen and before he even spoke a second word, swiping his left hand across the throne, a sudden throbbing occurred in his heart as two small stones appeared in the sky above him.


    He used the system to look at them, curious as to what his blood might have done as the [Special] summoning quota for the week suddenly vanished when he did.


    ''I hope this doesn''t do something bad...''


    [Demon Stone (Succubus)] - The time until completion is 10 minutes.


    Crackle!


    Black lightning mixed with purple lightning in the sky before striking down on the two stones. The sheer magnitude of the impact caused the entire throne to shudder, the white chandelier and the red flags behind his throne all violently swaying.


    A small vortex wrapped around each stone, followed by a powerful suction that seemed to pull his Ether and essence from his body... "Ugh.... fuck... it''s like when I finish inside Morgnana several times in a row.... god...damn...!"


    His heart throbbed violently, and a trickle of blood began dripping down his nose.


    -> Error! Lord has summoned too many Commanders!? Error!


    -> System Fault!


    ->Bypass found!


    [Hero Troop Created!]


    [Heroes of Camelot 2/4]


    "Guha.... uh...!" The intense pain in his head was like someone grabbed and smashed him against a rock several times before stomping on him.


    He fell from the throne as the lighting and vortex around the two shards began to manifest into something... flesh bone, and organs formed, but Lancelot''s own body was in shambles, vomiting blood, black ooze and filled with cramps and pain all over his body.


    The whistle of wind filled the throne like a monster''s howl as a huge black and pink cloud of mist formed the most delicious and addictive scent that seemed to soothe the pain in his body...


    Now laying on the ground with blood streaming from his lips and nose, his face a mess, and clothes destroyed another pair of the cheap clothes the cute Hares made.


    He slowly pulled himself up, his arms shaking without power like he was suffering from the flu or a more powerful virus before he managed to climb back onto his throne and looked at the two succubi summoned...


    On the left was a beautiful girl with light blue flesh. Her lips were dark purple, with a lovely set of red horns and pink hair that was wavy and cute¡ªshe had two sets of wings, small amethyst earrings and a very small shiny black outfit with a small heart tattoo on her pelvis...


    ''Her tits are so big for her small body!?'' He remembered seeing some lewd books in the city bookstore about a certain fetish for women known as "Shortstacks", adult women with thick thighs, large butts and massive tits while short in height...


    The left succubus had droopy relaxed breasts; then he turned to the succubus on the right... soft white hair, straight and down to her buttocks, with long bangs, small white earrings, and longer pointed ears like an elf.


    Identical to the left succubus, her thighs and height were short but thick, and her butt was round and sexy... like a large peach... Her skin was also close to a pale peach colour, along with her perky tits and the same womb tattoo but larger than her twin.


    "So beautiful..." A flicker of lightning and mist danced around their bodies before it quickly finished as both beautiful eyes fluttered open, slowly focusing on his figure.


    Their eyes were piercing, the blue succubus had red eyes with a sharp gaze, her face quite moody and flat, and the peach succubus with orange eyes watched Lancelot''s crotch with a silent and emotionless face.


    Suddenly the blue succubus spoke.


    "Sis'' it looks like our master is packing."


    "Sister, it looks like our chastity is in trouble."


    Lancelot stood from his throne, stepping closer to the two succubi who watched him with quiet eyes, their hands intertwined and leaning forward as if to demonstrate their goods.


    "Master, do you like Sia''s lovely peach ass?" The peach succubus asked with a strange voice that seemed like a machine, and the blue succubus sounded like a common trendy girl you would see in the city centre on the weekend. "Brother, do you like Vel''s blue tits?"


    [Succubus Hero] (1)


    Name: Lusia Argentus (Succubus Princess)


    Age: Legal


    Rank: D (Potential: ???)


    Spells: Holy Bolt, Charm, Mesmerise, Holy Flare


    Skills: Dive Bomb, Super Kick,


    Loyalty: Beyond Limit


    Affection: Run


    Alignment: Unknown


    Current Thoughts: "Master~ your cock is so huge and fierce¡ªso please shove it in my unlubricated ass and fill me with your filthy seed, then force me to bark like a dog!"


    [Succubus Hero] (2)


    Name: Vellan Argentus (Succubus Princess)


    Age: Legal


    Rank: C (Potential: ???)


    Spells: Lighting Bolt, Charm, Mesmerise, Thunder Lash, Lightning Storm


    Skills: Superman Punch, Dash, Velos (Short range teleport),


    Loyalty: Unbreakable


    Affection: Avoid Knives


    Alignment: Unknown


    Current Thoughts: "Brother~ do you want to go and do some nice things with your cute little sister? My insides are soft and welcoming, and my lips are like soft pudding."


    Lancelot looked at the two girls'' information as they both seemed to move closer to him whenever he removed his eyes from them...


    ''Fuck...''

 Chapter 48: Chapter 9: Power Struggle And Finally To School!

    "Oh my, what is this fun situation?"Lancelot suddenly felt like he heard the world cracking apart, a pair of glowing golden eyes staring towards them through the crack of the door, as her hot breath blew through her nose like little puffs of steam.


    "Brother~ the evil witch is going to kill us!"


    "Master, please do something, or we might die!"


    The two cute succubi grabbed each side of his body, their soft rears squishing on the black arm of his throne as their different scents assaulted his nose¡ªSia was like a field of fresh apricots in the spring, while Vel smelt like chilled blueberries freshly squashed in a barrel.


    ''This is quite interesting.''


    ''I''ve never seen Morgana genuinely mad.'' He thought, watching as her body barged through the doors, all four wings sending her body catapulting towards him, with her claws ready to swipe.


    The only worry for him was that if these two succubi vanished, wouldn''t he be the one cut by those sharp claws?


    In that instant of realisation, he suddenly called out, "Sword!" and before Morgana could attack the twins, her path was blocked by several longswords that attacked her body, stopping her momentum as she dodged them, crushing them in her claws, her breathing was now much heavier with her breasts swaying along with her chest.


    "Lancelot? Are you protecting those little harlots?"


    "Is your love for me already gone?!"


    ''Huh?'' He looked at her with a dead gaze, his eyes narrow, while she looked as if the world had ended, tears filling the bottom of her eyes while the two girls sitting on his throne giggled at her current look.


    "..."


    "Don''t cry." Lancelot''s voice echoed through the throne, causing all three succubi to stop, especially the two girls beside him, sensing his anger.


    "I order you both to kneel before Morgana with your asses lifted and facing me."


    ''Forgive me, Morgana, they tricked me into scolding you.''


    ''Although cute, they must be punished.''


    ''You are my Queen.''


    ''Nobody else.''


    The reason he was angry wasn''t just because of his love or affection but the hierarchy, which was important when it came to the troops and their leaders.


    Because the Hero units were special, they could cause chaos if he didn''t correctly organise them now when they first appeared rather than waiting and keeping quiet.


    "I am your Lord, your master and King." His voice was deep, resounding and caused both succubus twins to blush, his commanding voice quite in line with their desired leader and master; in part, this was also a test for Lancelot.


    He stepped forward, stroking the soft blue flesh of Vel, her lips gasping from his touch that slipped close to her asshole, squeezing her fleshy plump ass¡ªthen, for Sia, he stroked his fingers along her peach buttocks, barely touching her skin as her entire body shuddered.


    The pair thought he would reward them, both of their exposed cunts oozing with their sweet-scented honey as if trying to entice him to taste it.


    "And Morgana, she is my commander, my lover and My Queen. So you would do well to call her with respect and act accordingly."


    Pah-Pah!


    Both of his hands slapped their ass with enough force to send their bodies sliding across the marble floor, a long string of their love juices trailing behind them as suddenly Morgnana stepped on both of their heads¡ªof course, she used her wings to decrease her weight significantly.


    "Do you understand?"


    "Answer me!" Lancelot shouted, his lips curved into a smile upon seeing their most private places looking delighted despite being punished.


    "Yes, Master!" "Yes, Lord!"


    Lancelot smiled for their response, and, looking at the time, he shrugged his shoulders before looking at his cute wife, her face filled with a smile like he''d fed her honey and cream.


    "Morgana, I leave them to you. If needed, I will take Marimo as my unit for today''s class."


    "Eh~ but that mean''s your Ether will drop faster..."


    He waved his hand as the huge amount of blood Ether in his throne suddenly began to spread through his territory, increasing the power of all his units.


    Lancelot got the most, then Morgana, while he was generous to both Marimo and Ikumi giving more than a normal commander might and finally, his troops received the same.


    "I did not give any to our new heroes because only those who work eat."


    "Let them help you arrange the forest, build some lumber mills, and work on the Eastern wall, please, darling."


    ''Marimo, meet me in the throne room. You will join me for today''s class and spend the entire day beside me.''


    {My dearest Master! May I bring Maru too? She is a little immature and needs to learn to serve you with her heart...}


    Lancelot couldn''t deny his beloved Hare¡ªshe was quickly growing to become someone as important to him as Morgana was. Her soft massages, how she lent him her fluffy thighs and always seemed to know when he was struggling.


    He didn''t respond instantly, instead taking a moment to think to himself because Marimo and Meru were not like Morgana.


    Succubi and most demons were a special race created from corrupted Ether. Depending on luck and how they were born affect the demon they become.


    Now that doesn''t mean they all spring up from nowhere¡ªthe one that started from Ether was their ancestor, so Morgana''s great-ancestor was likely born in an area with powerful Ether and dense corruption to create the royal bloodline.


    Whereas Marimo''s race is born naturally from a mutation of animals due to the same corrupted Ether, they are 90% flesh and bone, whereas succubi are barely 5% flesh and bone.


    This means that to keep 10 succubi in the Empire for 24 hours, he would only use a small amount of his own Ether as that is the only way to keep them there without a special territory building or artefact.


    Keeping 1 Frost Hare there would take the same as 10 succubi. So taking them both might leave his maximum Ether at only 50% of his usual to maintain their bodies in his world. Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    {We won''t cause trouble, I promise you...}


    ''Marimo, make sure to wear the full outfit that the girls have made at the clothier¡ªI do not want a SINGLE man to see how beautiful my cutest Frost Hare looks naked.''


    {!!!}


    Somehow he could feel her happiness and excitement just from her thoughts as he looked at his updated status page, wondering what the people in his class might say if they saw it.


    Luckily, this was an important secret; only those you most trusted could see it.


    ''That stupid Sumika showed me hers after parading her naked body to me in the bath...''


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Race: Human/Incubus King (Awakening - Stage 1/10)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 7 -> 14


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 20%


    Summon Drive: 100%


    Experience: 65%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 15


    Agility: 16


    Stamina: 15


    Endurance: 14


    Intelligence: 14


    Wisdom: 14


    Charisma: 27


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 22-26cm (a good 10 inches)


    Circumference: 15-17cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 4


    Irregular Defence - Rank 7


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 4


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 3


    Arc Flame Slash - Rank 1


    Piercing Blizzard - Rank 1


    ''It seems that I''ve grown well since becoming an Incubus half. Not only do I now get 8 attributes per level, but I also get 2 in Charisma per level. Thanks to sleeping with both Ikumi and Morgna, I learned two blade magic skills...''


    He decided not to mention that his "Lancerod" could grow even bigger but also became variable should the girl''s insides be too tight or she was a virgin allowing him to adjust to her size, another Incubus racial trait slowly.


    Upon checking the details, he stood from his throne.


    He watched with a smile as Morgana punished two Succubus Princesses before blowing her a kiss and seeing both Meru and Marimo rush towards him, blushing at the display of the Succubi before he wrapped both arms around them, ignoring the pouting Meru as they vanished from the throne with a blinding flash of silver light.

 Chapter 49: Chapter 10: Meru and Marimo

    The gentle hum of Sebastian''s retro black car sounded as they drove towards the academy. Lancelot sat in the centre with a smiling Marimo on the left, her eyes focusing on the outside, darting around with huge eyes filled with excitement.On the right, the smaller Meru was just the same, her little mouth with a huge smile as she saw the many outfits in the department store windows, the huge billboards with food advertisements on them.


    However, when Lancelot tried to speak to her, she would just "Hmph" or click her tongue, despite being one of the most faithful troops, maybe due to Marimo.


    He didn''t know for sure, but Meru''s loyalty skyrocketed when she saw Lancelot''s face and body even before she knew of her sister being here.


    ''But she keeps sitting on my lap when getting excited and jumping away quickly after realising it is cute.'' Lancelot thought, leaning back and relaxing in his black uniform with the academy logo on his black and white blazer with a red collar.


    Unlike the students in the normal classes, he had a cool Red sash on the left arm with his rank to let normal students know he was an Elite Lord and for others know he was the First year''s Rank 1.


    "Lord Lancelot, will you attend the school overnight as the Elite Lords will enter Avalon at 6 pm tonight as scheduled?" Sebastian asked with a curious voice before becoming silent.


    Sebastian''s eyes glanced over the two rabbits and wondered where they came from, but he wouldn''t divulge the secrets of his current Master, even if temporary.


    ''This man is such a well-disciplined butler, no wonder he fought with Merlin until the end. Let''s not mistreat his effort and respect and try to win his genuine servitude.''


    "I will probably stay overnight, so feel free to go home and take care of your daughter; she likely rarely gets to see you due to mine and the other Elite Lord''s orders and commands, right?"


    Lancelot said, leaning over towards Marimo, who leaned too far off her seat, as his hand wrapped around her waist, keeping her steady.


    Watching the exchange in the corner of his eye, Sebastian couldn''t help but feel a strange feeling from the new student...


    He felt that in just a week, or even a few days since he met Lancelot, his persona and aura had changed several times, becoming more mature and relaxed while refined as a Lord and, quite honestly, felt the noble presence that many of the current nobility lacked.


    Then the shock that he knew about his daughter, which only Merlin and a select few knew about, caused him to almost drive the car off the road in shock.


    Not only was Lancelot valuing Sebastian as a steward. Still, Sebastian was evaluating Lancelot''s calibre as a Lord, which would likely enter the ears of Merlin, especially seeing the gentle treatment of the second-class troop that Sebastian himself collected.


    Accept the situation, "Thank you, Lord Lancelot, I will be sure to remember this grace."


    "Do not worry¡ªthere is one thing in this world that should be sacred: family."


    After a short drive, they finally arrived at the academy, taking the executive parking entrance as the long black car slowly pulled into the First Year parking lot in the space reserved for Lancelot - Rank 1.


    ***


    "Let''s go, Marimo. Do not care about others'' words or stupid thoughts."


    "To me, you are all special."


    "Meru, you too, stop picking things up off the floor." Lancelot''s voice was both regal and teasing as the squatting rabbit suddenly jumped up, her hand holding a lollipop.


    "I promise to buy you some from the academy store later, okay, Meru-Only lollipops." Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot didn''t stop to see her reaction, smiling as he saw her pout at his back in a mirror before she looked away with a slight blush on her cheeks while tossing the dirty lollipop away and hopping after him, her little hand reaching out to his shadow from the light.


    ''This girl...''


    {Please forgive Meru¡ªshe has been spoiled since birth and has trouble being honest... She likes you. Otherwise, she wouldn''t have let you touch her, even by accident.}


    ''Don''t worry, Marimo, I find her rather cute and look how happy she seems to wait for the lollipops later.''


    {Thank you, Master ~}


    ''Lancelot is fine, Marimo.''


    {T-that.... thank you! Lancelot~}


    Lancelot loved how Marimo was a very reserved woman, even being pleased about calling him by his name, her lips smiling identically to her sister now singing a small song about her eating the red candy...


    A thought of holding both sisters passed through the Incubi''s thoughts before he entered the academy door.


    It was amazing in the classroom, different from the general classroom; each desk and seat was personal and cushioned with a fluffy black pillow.


    Lancelot needed to scan his left hand and a sigil to open the magitek-PC on the desk.


    "Oh~ it''s so cool," Meru said as the screen had a dancing rabbit chasing a carrot as it loaded, likely customised because of Merlin''s weird mind.


    However, Sebastian had contacted Merlin and the academy ahead of time. Lancelot''s desk was in the prime position to see the entry from the room with two private seats beside him for Meru and Marimo, who now sat happily watching the room with sparkling eyes.


    ''Still... Marimo looks so pretty in that uniform...'' He thought, looking at her long white stockings that covered her silky black fur going all the way to her waist.


    Because her hips were so wide, there was a customised weighted skirt, so her panties were hard to see when she jumped around.


    Finally, she had a black blazer with a cute white blouse underneath, completely hiding her voluptuous breasts, and Lancelot''s emblem on the breast pocket made her look sexy, alluring and bold.


    Meru''s was the same but with a longer skirt that danced and swayed when she moved, but the girl herself seemed to like it so that he wouldn''t complain.


    {Master, you look so handsome in your new uniform....!}


    ''Not as pretty as you are, my cute little princess Marimo.''


    Her face filled with a blush as her feet began tapping on the floor, many people looking towards them as she became even more embarrassed and tapped his hand with her, only for Lancelot to grab it tight, stroking her fingers with his.


    ''So cute... see?'' Lancelot thought, looking into her lovely blue eyes even as they darted to each side to avoid his gaze.


    "M-master.... please... It''s embarrassing..." Her sweet voice whispered in his ear as she leaned close to him, her soft nose touching his cheek, her sweet breath blowing down his neck as her eyes closed, feeling his hands stroke her ears and brush through her hair.


    Lancelot leaned against her cheek before whispering enchanting, "My lovely little black Hare, come to my bed tonight~?"


    Marimo''s little body shot away, almost falling from her chair as suddenly Meru elbowed Lancelot''s abdomen and stepped on his toes before looking away with a pout.


    Like this, he spent time flirting and playing with the two hares before class started.

 Chapter 50: Chapter 11: Dueling A Noble [1]

    30 minutes passed, and it was about 20 minutes until the lessons would begin, now with most students in their seats, but none had brought their Commanders, or rather they were left outside or in the yard and not brought to class.''It seems that the guys like Marimo... sorry guys, but she''s mine both as a warrior and woman.''


    Lancelot thought with such a fierce and focused mind that he didn''t realise it was transferred to his cute little Hare, who blushed a bright red, trying to cover her face and little hare nose as it wiggled.


    "Ah, man, it sure stinks of beasts in here¡ªwho would bring animals to a place for nobles and the elite?" A blonde male sitting in the Rank 15 seat with a designer necklace and full set as he leaned to the side laughing with his lackeys.


    ''Just a jealous clown, let''s ignore it... Marimo, it''s okay¡ªthe only beasts are the filthy nobles like him, a sense of superiority because their family did something hundreds of years ago, and now they rot slowly from inside at the expense of the poor.''


    "Hahaha, it must take a Lord with no class or ability to summon such unwanted garbage. Hahahaha! Maybe, they can serve his bed at night, though?" His lackey sneered, with brown hair looking at the trio.


    This time Marimo''s soft hand clasped Lancelot''s, stopping him from lunging forward at the insult of his cute Frost Hares.


    Bang!


    "Take back those words! Master is the best Lord in the world!"


    Before anyone had realised what had happened, a shrill voice sounded as a woman''s hand covered in black fur with sharp claws slapped the brown-haired Noble''s face, crushing his face and bones with a loud snap.


    Like a feral animal, Meru brutally beat the Lord until he lost consciousness; her powerful legs, strong enough to dent even the black reinforced car of Merlin, snapped back before slamming forward...


    Kicking the poor boy''s crotch with a loud crack, his body convulsing like a dying frog despite being unconscious as Meru skipped back to her seat with a calm face.


    When she noticed Lancelot''s gaze, she pulled out her tongue and turned away, with a pink colour on her cute cheeks.


    "How dare you have your filthy mongrels attack a noble!" The blonde noble shouted as he stood, pointing at Lancelot, grasping the sword at his waist.


    Yet before he could even draw, a cold blade was pressed against his throat as Lancelot''s knee smashed him against the wall with a thunderous crack, splitting the wall and ground apart with its force.


    "Ah... filthy mongrel? Hahaha...."


    "Lancelot du Lac!" Lady Guinevere''s voice sounded as if trying to stop him from his actions, and behind her, the two retainers he beat the other day looked at him with fierce looks.


    His face slowly turned to face her, while a thin line of blood appeared on the Lord''s throat, as the now red eyes of Lancelot looked at Guinevere with a disgusted look.


    She had long black hair with a wavy style, and her bangs brushed to the side, revealing her beautifully shining blue diamond earrings and sapphire necklace.


    His heart started to surface whenever he looked at her, their old love and romance, as his anger slightly diminished.


    But they insulted his beloved troops, and women couldn''t be fixed just with the words of a woman he once loved with all his heart and then betrayed the human alliance! Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So although he tried to be civil, her interference was already difficult for him to accept.


    "What would it be, Lady Guinevere? I am merely dealing with garbage, my duty as a Lord."


    She looked at him with a complex look, forced to take a more icy gaze because that man supported her mother, and she couldn''t afford to go against them so openly, even if she agreed with what happened...


    "You must relent; students must never hurt another... Added, your troop started the fight and should be punished-"


    "I dare you to try, p-r-i-n-c-e-s-s. Even if Arthur himself wanted to stop me..."


    "I would do the same."


    {Calm Master! I will scold Meru... Don''t get in trouble for us...}


    With a sigh, he flicked his wrist, letting the Gale Sword return to his body.


    However, Ether began to build inside his right fist as his body twisted and smashed the Noble in his abdomen, shattering his core, but the damage was so tiny by the time they realised it was damaged, it would be months later.


    ''Mongrel, enjoy living as a commoner.''


    "Thank you, Lancelot...." Guinevere said with a complex smile, looking away with lowered eyes.


    "I did it for my cute Hares, not you."


    The moment Lancelot sat in his seat, stroking both girls'' heads with a smile, the door suddenly opened as the familiar figure of Evaine entered carrying several objects before looking at the collapsed nobles on the ground with a wry smile on her face.


    "It seems my class will have troublemakers as always ~ Ah, I love being an instructor!"


    Looking at the class with her sharp eyes, dressed in a sexy white blouse and tight black skirt, she scanned the room before her plump red lips opened with a sticky sound, "So, which hotshot beat the son of an Earl?"


    All hands pointed to Lancelot...


    But he was grooming his two Frost Hares, even using a special black comb with a beautiful Hare image painted on it.


    "Him again!?" Evaine''s voice sounded as she facepalmed with a long sigh.


    She stood at the centre of the class before slamming her items down and clenching her fists before hammering her fists on the black marble desk, causing the entire room to shake with force.


    "You little bastards, noble, commoner or troops! Don''t be causing trouble in my damn classroom! Or I''ll beat you myself!" Evaine clicked her tongue before looking at Lancelot, Guinevere and the nobles, now slowly recovering.


    "Since it''s come this far, settle it on the duelling field and use your troops; why beat each other like savages..."


    "Okay? I don''t want to deal with this crap next lesson, so make your schemes, and fight out there! I will give you until this afternoon before we enter Avalon to deal with your childish shit!"


    Lancelot knew that her overacting and making this smaller was for him, Rank 1 or not. His family were dead, barely classed as fallen nobility and the boys he attacked were an Earl and his Baron follower.


    ''You haven''t changed, always protecting the weaker students in secret... Silly woman...''


    Their eyes matched as Lancelot smiled at her with an obvious wink that Guinevere also saw with widening eyes alternating her look between the new instructor and Lancelot.


    "I wish to fight on his behalf; they are in no state to fight... If I may?"


    When Guinevere spoke, Lancelot and Evaine looked at her with sharp gazes.


    Nevertheless, the princess didn''t falter, looking at Evaine with a determined look before gazing at Lancelot with a fleeting and apathetic gaze.


    "Okay then, do you agree that''s a fine child of the Rembrandt family?" Ravine asked the blonde boy, her aura and force almost crushing him as he trembled in fear.


    "Y-yes....that.... the gambit?"


    "I will decide." Lady Guinevere''s soft voice cut off the noble as she looked only towards Lancelot''s handsome face, who merely sneered at her before turning back to his Hares and pampering them.


    "Sigh..."


    "Very well, just let me know the result, and I will deal with any issues..." Evaine sighed.


    Seeing the gaze of Guinevere as a fellow woman, she knew more trouble might be caused shortly by this damn cocky, arrogant but dazzling man with silver hair...


    Shaking her head, she adjusted her mind.


    "I am Evaine, simple Evaine, your teacher for the year."


    "I don''t like complicated things, but I will help if there are any problems related to being a Lord or Avalon. Otherwise, use the library."


    "Thanks."


    "Let''s get ready for Avalon! Open your terminals and "Avaticus-1" This is the first lesson, and we will follow the numerics for each class in the future! If you get stuck or fall behind, come see me in the end!"


    Evaine didn''t stop, or hold for questions, as she stepped onto her podium, her ample bosom swaying as she leaned forward to see the text.


    "And so..."

 Chapter 51: Chapter 12: Dueling A Noble [2]

    "Hey! Lady Guinevere and the Rank 1 First Year will duel!" A boy shouted down the hallway, his face slightly chubby, but his smile and ginger hair made him look charming and cute."Really? Sounds exciting¡ªher dragons should destroy the overconfident commoner." A noble student with a smug grin said to his two friends.


    "It''s as you say, Lord Barrat!"


    {Master...}


    ''Mariomo''s voice sounds a little nervous and apologetic...'' Lancelot thought when her soft voice sounded, but he couldn''t accept her feeling bad when it wasn''t her fault.


    ''Even Meru isn''t to blame¡ªI am happy she reacted that way for me.''


    Lancelot''s hand brushed the tall Marimo and short Meru''s heads, enjoying the slight difference in their fur''s texture. Soft and silky was Marimo''s hair, and sleek and glossy Meru''s.


    He ignored the stupid gossip of the bored nobles and hopeful commoners wanting to put themselves in his body and teach them a lesson.


    ''Guinevere...''


    The huge academy was split into four sections, one dedicated to the summoning gate for Avalon, which they would enter shortly after this duel. It was filled with a grand garden that surrounded the northwestern area of the academy with a huge black gate, where the portal would form. S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    In the southwestern area was the arena, where he achieved Rank 1, a massive stone amphitheatre which spanned the entire district with beautiful statues depicting the many headmasters and notable deans and students around the entire thing.


    Currently, the classrooms and training facilities are in the east and northeastern area, three floors of a modern building with more than 1,000 students studying here at Lord''s alone.


    As well as the Lord classes, there were also those of servants, cooks and support roles who helped make the Lord''s lives easier so they could focus on Avalon.


    Like Sebastian.


    In the training areas were several arenas that could create a limited version of Avalon to allow a person to summon a small number of their troops and fight for certain gambits.


    This was something allowed by the handbook to improve the desire for young Lords to seek to reach greater heights.


    "Nostalgic..." Lancelot whispered, his face with a faint smile as his eyebrows furrowed.


    The trio walked along the stone path, both sides of the 3-metre wide path laced with beautiful green bushes and flowers as if fake and made of vibrant plastic and various colours, from blue to pink, brown to yellow.


    "Do not feel guilty, Marimo¡ªI do not blame you or Meru." He wanted to reassure her, feeling her trembling palm.


    "B-but we are but mere low-rank Frost Hares... Master..."


    "I would rather have you than any S-rank troop. Because it is you, Marimo."


    The words seemed to cause Marimo to become dazed, looking like a pigeon shot with a pea shooter. Mouth wide open, cheeks rapidly red as she tightened the hand grasping his.


    "Keh! Stop seducing my sister... Hmph!" Meru pouted, her hand swinging his as he realised she was never against him but had a fiery temperament.


    He began to mess with her hair with a bright smile, chuckling, "Ah!? Stop... my hair... stupid... I don''t need your love... Shoo!


    Shoo!"


    ***


    It didn''t take long to find the arena where Guinevere was waiting for her following maids and the three noble pricks that insulted Meru.


    However, none of them looked for trouble, instead looking embarrassed as they avoided Meru''s fierce gaze.


    Lancelot could swear their wounds were worse but had no proof.


    ''Her troop should be a red dragon...'' He began to step towards the huge arena the size of at least 20 metres each way and covered the entire garden.


    ''Rather, it''s likely to be a young dragon right now, and her daily troop would be dragon whelps.''


    Evaine was standing to the side, walked towards Lancelot with a digital blackboard, and handed it over to him. "The princess has already added her request. So please add yours."


    Lancelot stood on the digital board and nodded before looking at what she had written.


    -> Lady Guinevere wishes to form a military and economic alliance with you as a Lord should you lose.


    ''What!?'' His vision snapped, looking at the woman he could never understand. She looked at him with her normal icy look. ''What does that look mean!? Why are you so annoying!''


    This woman was special to Lancelot. However, he felt the pain from the memory of the betrayal even now.


    Somehow¡ªhe knew there must be something more to it because, from that day, she had never appeared on ANY side or battle.


    ''Nor did she appear in the Empire...'' Suddenly, Lancelot had an epiphany and realised something... that only Morgana could answer.


    ''Morgana, did Guinevere truly betray me at the battle of Hastings?'' He tried to contact her as usual, but her response didn''t come.


    Feeling slightly frustrated, he wrote down his gambit.


    -> Lancelot du Lac wishes to spend a single night together with Lady Guinevere should she lose to him.


    ''Let her misunderstand and hate me, but I must have time with her alone to discover her true self, the smiling beauty of the West or the cold-hearted traitor!''


    Once writing his gambit, the black datapad became dull before a blue and purple mist began to pour into the arena from the datapad.


    It split into two streams before spreading around the entire floor, filling out the huge image of the righteous king Mideos before both sides switched.


    Guinevere''s gambit entering Lancelot and his entering her.


    To stop anyone from interfering, the gambits would be imbued into both participants'' souls, and upon the end, would use magic to cause the loser pain until they completed their gambit.


    ''Whatever, let''s see how long you keep that cold facade up. I know your face when unable to resist the pleasures of the flesh.''


    Holding his sword, he stepped onto the arena while the two Frost Hares beside him changed their aura and instantly equipped their spear and shield hopping onto the arena with one big and one small beside him.


    "Lancelot..." A serene yet disconnected voice sounded from Guinvere''s lips.


    "You should surrender¡ªyou cannot defeat my dragon. She is far too powerful for your weak rabbits."


    ''Why do you sound like Morgana... Look, now you made them angry...''


    "Yah! Ice-faced bitch!" Meru began to copy the curse one of the succubi seemed to have taught her in a few hours!


    "Forgive us, Lady Guinevere, but we are the Master''s Frost Hares, and as pathetic or weak as we are. We, too, have pride as his beloved troops!" Marimo''s voice was calm, heroic and soft as it echoed through the area thanks to the magic speakers.


    "Ohhh! Rabbit''s wife is so cute!"


    "Look at those thighs....!" Another commoner added.


    "Fight on, Lancelot! Show the nobles were are not their pawns!"


    "Lady Guinevere, crush this fool and his filthy beasts!"


    "I pledge 400 silver on Guinevere to win!" Another noble added.


    Lancelot closed his eyes, stepping forward with his Gale Sword split into dual blade form, patting the head of both rabbits before standing ahead of them.


    Slowly his eyes opened, glowing with a beautiful silver light, "As you can see, Guinevere, my cute Hares do not wish to surrender."


    "So send out your lizard and watch me crush her!"


    The moment he spoke, a huge purple aura burst from his feet¡ªhundreds, maybe thousands of purple swords stabbed into the ground, all shimmering with a beautiful, magical pulse in different shapes and sizes.


    The spectacle even caused Evaine to gasp in surprise.


    Lady Guinevere watched with a genuine smile for the first time before stepping forward and stepping on the ground with a loud clack from her high-class heels with exquisite design.


    She lowered her head briefly, a slight blush on her cheeks, "Even in this life... you do not change... My foolish sweet Lancelot..."


    Identical to Lancelot, her entire body erupted in pure crimson flames as a huge dragon burst from the sky with beautiful scales and shimmering gold eyes.


    The dragon slit pupils watching the arena with her maw opening wide, seeing the opponent and his troops.


    However, there was no mockery or disdain, only awe, excitement and anticipation.


    "Come to me, Longinus! We shall rend another foe together!"


    Guinevere''s body danced in a beautiful circle before her uniform became a flaming dress of crimson petals and an ornate red spear in her right hand.


    She snapped her head before rushing forwards, a brilliant smile on her face.


    "COME LANCELOT! SHOW ME YOUR BEAUTIFUL DANCE OF BLADES!"


    [Lancelot... Forgive me for the late response...]


    [Guinevere died on that day]

 Chapter 52: Chapter 13: Slaying Dragons Laying Maidens [1]

    Marimo reacted faster than the slightly shocked Lancelot, her body like a jet as she lunged across the huge arena, her body leaping into the air as a huge fireball was flung from the red dragon''s mouth.Suddenly, in mid-air Meru''s black feet stepped on Marimo''s back, pressing down with her muscles tightened before exploding into the sky, using her to boost her towards the dragon at sonic speeds.


    "Yah!"


    "Hah!" The pressure sent Marimo''s body to the ground towards Guinevere, who suddenly looked up with a shocked face, raising Longinus to defend herself.


    Her black spear crouched under her arm, and her body was like an arrow completely straight, tearing through the sky to penetrate the dragon''s chest.


    *Slice**Pierce*


    Meru''s spear tore apart the soft pale scales under the dragon''s belly, its maw opening as flames fired randomly as she screamed in pain, the black rabbit licking the dragon''s blood from her spear before falling to the ground with a smile.


    Marimo''s eyes were narrow, like slits, as she felt her Master''s complex feelings towards this woman.


    How could she NOT give everything?


    Holding her spear tight, she cannoned towards Guinevere, who pulled her back, arms tensing while a thick wind spread around her limbs.


    *Clang**Slash*


    Guinevere was accurate, powerful and crafty, using her wind to increase her speed and reduce the resistance of her spear tip¡ªcutting through the air like paper, she lunged forward, timing it with Marimo''s blow.


    Her blade pierced the neck of Marimo despite her using Shield Wall and Shield Bash. In contrast, Marimo''s spear pierced Guinevere''s abdomen¡ªa huge impact of wind and ice caused the Hare to release her spear as she tumbled across the arena floor, slamming her legs down to avoid falling off the edge, leaving a blood trail along with her body.


    {Ahh~ Master... I failed, don''t be mad...}


    ''You were beautiful¡ªrest and attack when she least expects it. My lovely Hare.''


    It was too late for him to save her as he was already rushing to save Meru.


    Lancelot''s body suddenly flung from the ground, encased in the same scales as the other day, activating his Dominus, beautiful wings growing from his back.


    His wings flapped, crushing the ground beneath him, before flinging himself towards Meru with a loud bang catching her in the last moment, her arm wrapping around his neck, kissing his cheek with a cute smile.


    *Tap**Tap**Drip*


    With the adorable Meru, his body glided across the floor, his wings fluttering to dodge the fireballs from the huge red dragon¡ªGuinevere was a kind woman. Hence she didn''t attack the injured Marimo but rushed towards Lancelot, her face and blue eyes glowing like a demon.


    "Lancelot! Your troops are so adorably amazing!"


    "You too! What a wonderful woman you are!"


    Meru climbed from Lancelot''s body, her spear discarded as she began to conjure huge lances of ice, holding them above her as she twirled in sync with Lancelot''s movement as he dodged the lunging attack from Guinevere, his swords sliding across the black pole creating an array of beautiful silver sparks.


    *Da-Da-Da-Da*


    She fired all four ice lances at the dragon, the small Hare smarter than she seemed, as all zoomed through the sky.


    She tore the flesh and scales around the area she stabbed before, causing huge amounts of blood and dragon flesh to drop to the arena floor¡ªeven its flight became interrupted, dropping to the ground.


    Yet Meru didn''t stop!


    Her body would draw its Ether from Lancelot, who kept feeding her Ether as his body, like a fortress, stopped all attacks from the spear of Guinevere.


    *Clang!**Slash!*


    The golden tip of Longinus sliced through the wing of Lancelot as his body lowered, both swords slashing the injured abdomen of Guinevere, causing her abdomen to be exposed, the tight 6-pack of firm abs now bloody and torn with deep wounds.


    "Hahaha!" Lancelot felt amused¡ªsomehow, this Guinevere was different! Her body was toned, unlike the old flabby girl he slept with!


    And her eyes!


    They looked like a lover who found their husband cheating! Insanity, madness, obsession and deep affection swam in her small pupils as she breathed heavily.


    "Lancelot... I can''t lose you... we must become allies... There must be trust..." Her soft voice whispered, but he couldn''t understand the context as she was bleeding from her lips and sounded hoarse.


    "TIAMAT SUMMON DRIVE!"


    "RAWR!!"


    Lancelot''s eyes widened, a smile forming on his face as the two enemies began to glow with a radiant shine¡ªthe light was too bright, and many onlookers were forced to hide their eyes.


    In retaliation, he sent Meru back to safety, worried she might be injured, her figure vanishing into particles as he watched the huge dragon vanish before Guinevere showed her Summon Drive to him for the first time!


    "Argh.... so good!" Guinevere''s dragon''s voice sounded as everyone watched in awe. S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It was not the princess of the Empire...


    Now it was a red dragon, Empress, her long black hair burning with a scarlet flame, embers flickering from the tips, two red wings with thick scales and sharp claws on each end.


    Guinevere looked towards Lancelot with her golden pupils and slit eyes, smiling at him with her sharp canines like a dragon, her body now protected by dark red scales as she stepped forward with heavy steps.


    ''I cannot beat her with this half-assed Dominus... Since she looks like a Dragon, let me match you with a Demon!''


    [...]


    In the corner, Marimo now knelt, holding her spear ready to attack the moment she saw an opening, her body almost crushed by the aura of Lady Guinevere.


    {Strange... Master, she is only a little weaker than you in your Dominus!}


    ''Do not worry¡ªI am here. Let me shoulder all your worries and burdens, my beloved subjects.''


    Lancelot''s voice spread over all his troops, no matter the Hares building, killing imps or Ikumi, who was itching her butt. They all felt the warm and passionate pulse of their Master''s words and feelings.


    Unlike his Dominus, indicted by rage, it was much gentler... like the Ether was under his control, dancing with his swords. The magic around his body began to grow, more and more, little by little...


    His entire body began to pour with an aura that washed away the hot, boiling and fierce aura of the Dragon Empress.


    [You never cease to amaze me... My King]


    Out of respect for his imbuing his Domunis with the water element and aspect of his Blade Waltz and swordsmanship, she called him King, not Darling.


    *Woosh!*


    Like a slowly raging storm, from a gentle breeze to a hurricane, his body was wrapped in his Ether as his body began to transform, two curved horns, beautiful and black, shimmering in the light, his wings now larger and filled with raven feathers with sharp edges.


    A gentle hymn sounded as if sung by angels¡ªas his hand reached out towards Marimo, her eyes widened as she felt his call.


    ''Summon Drive with me, Marimo¡ªlend me your power.''


    Everyone was shocked as a swirl of blood danced across the field while the pressure still forced Guinevere to kneel, her face furious and teeth biting her lips as blood oozed down her chin.


    "Bow for your King, Summon Drive."


    A huge procession of huge purple swords floated in the air as the blood of Marimo was used to form his Dominus armour, her body becoming black particles of Ether before merging with his body.


    A scarlet red armour covering his entire body, beautiful and filled with flames, a red-winged helmed with black feather''s slowly forming over his face, as he held out his hand...


    Slowly the gentle hymns faded, as a blue icicle formed in his hand, slowly forming a blade of frost, a beautiful black handle and a curved blade like an eastern sword.


    This was Marimo... Marimo''s Summon Drive...!


    "My adorable Marimo, let us destroy our enemy together." His voice was charming and distorted, but the beautiful blue blade glistened with blue crystals.


    "Guinevere..."


    "Stand up and fight."


    Lancelot''s final words echoed through the arena as he stepped forward, his sword held at his chest, pointing towards the sky.

 Chapter 53: Chapter 14: Slaying Dragons Laying Maidens [2]

    He warned her before his body shot forward, like a whisp in the darkness, his body''s speed accelerating thanks to the four blood wings with black feathers propelling him forward as she struck Guinevere with a downward attack.*Slash**Swipe*


    Guinevere''s body pushed off the ground as his blade cut through the air, her kneeling leg snapping upwards.


    She twisted her lance and blocked his slash with the width of her shaft, holding both sides with her hands¡ªthe force pushed her back, sliding across the stone as it cracked under the pressure.


    "Tsk!"


    Her legs began to cramp from the sheer pressure of tensing her glutes to the max, trying to stop his blow completely¡ªGuinevere looked at the glowing eye sockets and could swear she saw a smirk!


    *Woosh*


    Lancelot''s body released the pressure, causing Guinevere to stumble forward, her guard and stance broken, his blade flicking along with his wrist as it cut her abdomen with a deep tear, the icy blade causing chilblains upon contact with her flesh, easily cutting through her red scales, as she stumbled forward, pushing into the ground with her lance to recover.


    Guinevere snapped back, only to be rapidly greeted by a dozen sharp purple blades flying towards her face, "Shit!" Spinning Longinus, the blades were destroyed, scattering into beautiful purple petals of Ether.


    "Woah! This is awesome!"


    "This IS Awesome!"


    The crowd cheering became more rowdy as both sides started to fight back and forth, the speed of Guinevere was slightly superior, but she lost all places.


    *Slash**Pierce!*


    Lancelot''s swords slashed her right thigh, and his offhand cut through her left forearm scales while her spear penetrated his abdomen, cracking his scales, forcing him to stop his flowing blade flurry, and taking several steps back.


    *Woosh!*


    A burst of flames exploded around Guinevere''s body as she used the dragoon''s flame to burn away the chilblains and restore her body to normal temperature, no longer slowed by the icy debuff from Marimo''s sword.


    "Haa...Haa..." Guinevere looked at Lancelot, holding herself up with Longuinus, a weapon that rapidly drained her Ether just by holding it, but she was smiling¡ªthe broken red helmet showed her beautiful white teeth and broad smile with little dimples.


    Lancelot was the same, his body filled with a pleasant fire of delight and desire. He always wanted to fight against Guinevere in the past life, her huge red Dragon and the spear that killed the black Dragon.


    Their bodies darted around the arena, clashing with their weapons, sword versus spear, man versus woman.


    Blood and sparks spraying around created a beautiful spectacle as the duo clashed repeatedly.


    *Crack**Shatter!*


    The armour on their bodies began to slowly dissipate, both of them losing Ether fast, one due to having manifested Marimo in the real world AND using her Summon Drive, the other for using Longinus and her Summon Drive...


    Beautiful red lights began to flicker, dancing in the sky around Guinevere as her armour and Summon Drive faded, the same for Lancelot as his Dominus cracked, slowly reaching his limits as the pair looked at each other with a euphoric smile, both helmets shattered.


    "Phew... Guinevere, how about one more round, one last attack?"


    "Fufu~ are you that confident, Lancelot?"


    Suddenly the surrounding crowd became confused; why did they speak like friends? Their gazes were strange...


    Especially the 2nd Year Elite students who came to watch their Rank 1''s future wife; however, they quickly realised something was wrong upon watching this battle.


    Firstly, his future wife, a first year, was not much weaker than he is now as a 2nd year, and this strange fallen noble... He is even stronger¡ªobvious to see each time he could have taken her out, and his blows were softened as if to make the fight longer.


    However, the biggest factor...


    Guinevere was laughing, smiling at this man.


    She had never laughed or smiled even when meeting or viewing the grand battles of her Fianc¨¦.


    In the quiet academy of the elite students from the Empire, it looked like trouble was brewing.


    Meanwhile, on the stage, the two fighters didn''t care about the plots, the royal family, the duty, their future¡ªeven Avalon vanished.


    There was only Lancelot.


    There was only Guinevere.


    A sword!


    A spear!


    "Marimo, thank you for the hard work¡ªplease rest," Lancelot whispered as the beautiful blue sword of ice glistened, a pretty mist of ice filling his body before her body appeared.


    Lancelot gently kissed her forehead, glad he had made the sheet of ice cover her body as she was completely naked after transforming; her eyes looked at him with a sense of delight and bliss as she breathed heavily.


    "Return home, my lovely knight."


    "Mm!"


    With that, his body faded into soft particles of blue luminescence before the ice curtain vanished, and Guinevere looked at him with a strange face.


    "???" Lifting her eyebrows before smiling at his usual gentle self.


    "My cute little Hare would have been seen in her state of birth¡ªI didn''t wish for her to cry."


    The demonic aura vanished, his scales gone, and standing in his basic school outfit and the Gale Sword in two-handed form¡ªLancelot faced Guinevere with a faint smile, trying to hide his exhaustion with a short, sharp breathing technique.


    Lancelot pointed the two-handed sword towards her chest while his hands tightly gripped the blade as he cushioned the pommel in his right shoulder.


    "Princess Guinevere,"


    "You Face Lancelot of the Empire."


    "Take up your spear and face your judgement."


    As if embodying the old Lancelot, the words and verse sent chills up the spine of Guinevere, the image of watching him hundreds... Thousands of times, going to battle with his goblins, only to come back wounded.


    Yet no matter how badly he hurt, showing her a gentle smile...


    Guinevere took up her spear, finger and arms trembling from nostalgic feelings and exhaustion.


    Longinus pointing towards his heart, took a deep breath as the huge Ether from Lancelot''s body gathered as if those words triggered him to become serious.


    Hundreds of small swords appeared around his body, like before when he transformed, but this time, they were real.


    A single moment passed, then another as nothing happened.


    The crowd felt the tension as sweat oozed down both people''s faces, but they still looked immaculate.


    *Dang!* *Dang*


    With the sound of the 4 pm bell, both bodies rushed forward, Guinevere''s spear lunging forward with twelve strikes, four at his face, body and crotch. At the same time, Lancelot''s sword and body twirled around with a powerful upward swinging slash, then chaining with an instant downward chop and lunging thrust.


    *Clang**Slash**Pierce*


    Guinevere''s spear almost tore out Lancelot''s eyes, but his head leaned to the said with the slightest inch of space as the spear cut his cheek, left, right, right, left.


    He dodged the first blows before his upward swing slashed across Guinevere''s chest as her four piercing thrusts to his chest were deflected, forcing her back.


    But he chased, slashing down her chest, blood and her armour destroyed as she was sent stumbling back, the spear dropping from her hand and turning into golden particles of light, as her Dragon landed beside her with an exhausted face, falling on its side tongue out of its mouth panting.


    *Thrust*


    Lancelot''s final thrust aimed right at her heart, too fast for her to dodge, her body out of all power as she began to fall backwards. His eyes opened, noticing he was too forceful and the strike might kill her before a flash of blonde hair followed by a fierce kick sent his body rocketing into the sky.


    Evaine stood holding the collapsed Guinevere in her arms as she looked at the pair with a huge smile and a shit-eating grin as she furrowed her brow, seeing the annoying Mordred and the second-year elite swaggering over.


    [That was quite the little fight... Did you enjoy beating her while holding back?]


    ''Ah... Morgana... I think I still love her.''


    [That is fine, but that path, you know how it ends...]


    [The Empire will not look kindly to a knight that seeds their future empress...]


    He looked at Guinevere, who ignored the crowd and medic, instead looking towards him with the most wonderful smile, despite the blood dripping from her nose and lips.


    The pair seemed to have an understanding from this fight.


    "I''m sorry I let you down, please forgive me..." - Guinevere.


    "I know the truth¡ªwhat is there to forgive, silly girl." - Lancelot.


    Evaine reminded him of the duel as he took out his phone and made the appointment in their secret language.


    "WINNER! LANCELOT DU LAC!!!!" S§×ar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Wooooooooah!!!"


    "Fuck it was so awesome!!!"


    "Nobles are pretty badass too!"


    "Ah... someone gets his number... He''s my future husband!"


    Lancelot watched the face of Guinevere turn bright red upon reaching for her vibrating phone while he gave her a cheeky grin when she looked at him with a pout.


    ''Let''s go¡ªmoving to Avalon will be annoying to time right...''


    [I will support you;¡ªMarimo looked extremely happy...]


    ''She was extremely helpful, as was Meru.''


    [That Meru... even though she acts like she hates you... I think she adores you more than a normal troop...]


    ''Who cares? You are all mine.''


    ''And I am yours.''


    [Fufu~ you broadcast that troop wide on purpose!]


    ''You did the same, no?''


    [Damn... the cute Lancelot, where did he go!?]


    ''You ate him on the bed!''


    Walking towards the North West of the academy, Lancelot felt amazing and would claim his prize, even if the entire Elite class turned into his enemy.


    ''The more enemies, the faster I will grow.''

 Chapter 54: Chapter 15: Im An Avalon Virgin! Honest!

    Located in the northwest section of the academy lies a mystical structure, located and found in the early dates of the Empire''s history¡ªat the time, nobody knew about Avalon or even the other races hid on the other side of a thin veil...Discovering the portal and the machine that created the portal was mankind''s first step into both devastation and prosperity...


    "It''s rather nostalgic..." Lancelot whispered he didn''t resummon Marimo because she was tired after using the Summon Drive and over-exerting herself to impress him.


    ''Such a cute little Hare...'' So he summoned Meru, who was happy to return and stood beside him humming after learning he won the duel.


    "Hehe~"


    "Are you that happy?"


    Lancelot and Meru sat on the waiting benches inside the huge structure once thought to be created by the gods.


    Yet nobody could truly say who created this gadget, with 10 huge rectangle mirrors around 15 metres high and 5 metres wide, it was a huge and clunky thing which supported even more back then, 3,000 years ago, when the gods had delivered this to mankind.


    ''Well, it''s not the only one, most academies now have smaller ones, but this one and the one in the Justice Union to the far west have an amazing one too.


    They Discovered 500 years ago when their people split from the Empire.


    About 20 students were waiting in the other seats for other years.


    However, the only people from the first year were Lancelot and Meru sitting on his lap, her powerful legs kicking out as she ate some dried imp meat with a happy smile.


    Merlin stood on a quiet, elevated pedestal in the centre of the room.


    His eyes browsed across the faces and bodies of the students, seemingly checking their talent and future with the shimmering blue glow and his star-shaped pupils¡ªit was clear he was analysing them all to check for intruders. sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''It''s good that Morgana was stronger than him at her peak, so he cannot see through her veil or protection...''


    10 minutes later, several people started to enter; most of them were the members of Lancelot''s class, still seeming to be excited about the battle at the arena.


    "Amazing... Did you know that Lancelot was that strong?" A boy asked¡ªhis hair was short and spiked with a brown tint, and he had a rugged face, which was quite handsome and popular, with two women walking beside him engaged in their conversation.


    "No way, he always was very flexible during physical class but never showed such skill with a sword or even his own body before..."


    "Guinevere was just as amazing, though! Her dragon''s Summon drive... It was such a close fight!" The second girl cut in, seeming to want to support Guinevere or maybe not support another man in front of the boy she liked.


    It didn''t matter how handsome Lancelot was¡ªthese girls loved the man beside them. Looks weren''t everything, but they certainly would at least greet and be willing to talk with him now, both wanting to apologise for judging him for his status in the past.


    "Speak of the devil¡ªhe''s with his cute little troop too. Imagine doing that thing with some muscular men or a nasty goblin... Lucky guy, haha."


    "Tiron, you are amazing too, don''t feel down!"


    "Mmmm, why not sit with him?"


    Lancelot could hear the noisy people and smile, Tiron Brunne, a good guy and son of a baron to the north. "I see you haven''t changed much, Tir..." Lancelot''s soft voice sounded like a butterfly''s wings flapping."


    A person he might call a friend in the future, maybe even a brother.


    In the past, when some thugs attacked Tiron, he helped fend them off at the cost of a small scar on his abdomen, but from that moment on, this guy secretly spoke well about him and tried to get the other lower nobles to back off.


    "Ahem! Quiet students, please come inside and be seated quietly¡ªotherwise, I shall expel you from this pleasure~!" Merlin threatened, coughing at the students, all buzzing from the duel.


    The moment when Tiron was about to head towards Lancelot, two women moved past him with quite the pace¡ªa smaller eastern girl in a customised black uniform with a cute hood and scarf quickly moved to where Lancelot was and, for some strange reason, sat on his left knee.


    As if competing with the Hare...


    "Master, Sumika was amazed at your truth strength! However, she cannot condone you giving your thighs to this cheeky rabbit who steels snacks!"


    "Hmph~ I am not Ikumi~ Meru is a smart girl..." Seeming to forget to correct Sumika, who called her a rabbit... causing Lancelot to chuckle, stroking both of their heads out of habit, then looking at the kunoichi.


    "How is your body Sumika the training manual wasn''t too hard, right?"


    "Mmmm... Grandpa wants to meet you in the morning and ask if you can train with me more... Stupid old man seems to love you more than his granddaughter these days..."


    "Lancelot this, That boy that...." Sumika complained, rubbing her head against Lancelot''s palm as if to get rid of her grievances and give Meru a competitive look.


    [It looks like Meru might have found a good Lord for a training partner... What do you think?]


    Morgana was so sly, stealing the thoughts off the top of my head...


    ''I''ll ask Meru and Marimo and maybe have Meru learn some of the Hotaru Kunoichi arts. A squad of female ninja hares sounds pretty cute...''


    [Are you thinking about them all using lewd techniques in bed too?]


    Lancelot ignored her before suddenly another woman approached¡ªit was Guinevere, who still had a slight bruise on her cheek from their fight.


    Her azure eyes looked into his before she smiled like a spring morning, "Lancelot, you were amazing in today''s duel. I hope we can move forward on the same side someday..."


    "That''s if you can forgive me for siding with those people... It was to avoid you getting into any further trouble... If I got hurt, those nobles wouldn''t cause trouble anymore... Neither will my father because your talent was proven..."


    [This crafty minx! She''s burying the out moat rapidly now after showing her true colours!]


    [Lancelot, be careful, this woman is a demon of lust that will swallow you whole.]


    ''Morgana...''


    Lancelot''s head hurt as he thought, ''How shameless can the Queen of succubi call another a demon of lust!?''


    "No problem, quick sit down. Merlin is giving you a nasty look... It seems he''s getting angry about the time running late, haha."


    "How nostalgic..." The pair said simultaneously, Guinevere now sitting to his right, her relaxed and serene smile as she looked left, enjoying the sight of Lancelot being so close once again...


    But the two women are sitting on his lap... That caused her to frown as she bit her lower lip with a slightly jealous look.


    "Now then, every one of the first year! It''s time to experience your first time!" Merlin''s lips curved into an old man''s smile from his dirty joke before his huge staff was slammed down.


    All 10 mirrors suddenly began to glow with a beautiful blue and purple light...


    The pathway to Avelon was opening!

 Chapter 55: Chapter 16: A Demon Lords Visit [1]

    Lancelot watched Merlin performing his silly intro with a smile on his face, the new students who hadn''t seen it before were amazed by it, but for him and Guinevere, it was a little nostalgic but rather embarrassing to think how they acted back then."Now then, I imagine you are all excited to experience the wonders of Avalon! But please wait your turn, as an error in the coordinates could send you into a horrid land rather than the human territory." Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Maybe the feral and violent Beast Empires or the dreaded Undead North."


    "Worst of all, you might even fall into the most deadly and harsh area, the Demonic wastes, home to the many Demon Kingdoms."


    With his final words, the fingers of Merlin snapped, causing a huge aura to resonate in the room as the first mirror began to shimmer the surface like a river being tapped¡ªsmall waves began to fill the exterior before it settled.


    A beautiful silver light flowed across the surface.


    "Now then... Ahem! The top 10 from the tournament will be the first to enter, starting with Lancelot du Lac... then..."


    Lancelot, Meru and Guinevere were quite fast to stand up and stand in their positions; on the podium below the first mirror was a small stage with 10 indentations with runes painted around them.


    Lancelot and his friends stood on these while Meru hugged his arm and stood on his feet, being cute.


    She would automatically be teleported with her master. Still, some males found it infuriating as Lancelot flirted with the beautiful rabbit girl, and the women envied her, wishing they were the rabbit girl.


    "Phew... Master''s thing is so big and hard..." Meru left one final dynamite line causing the closeby students to feel despair¡ªshe was speaking about the hilt of his sword, not his manhood.


    Merlin''s body began to glow with a purple and blue swirling arcane light, the crackle in the air causing students to cover their ears from shock at how loud.


    "Now, children, prepare yourselves for this might take some time to activate! Do not panic or leave that space... Otherwise, you may die!"


    -> Would you like to enter Avalon?


    Yes/No


    The display was ready for Lancelot to visit Avalon for the "First" time. He watched as the first one to vanish was Sumika! Her little cheeky smile reflected in his eyes before she teleported.


    ''Let''s go then... thankfully, we were linked beforehand... I should be able to speak and trade with her... but let''s build the right buildings first.''


    Lancelot quickly pressed yes, because even Guinevere was registered with him now, or rather she forced him to as they would meet later tonight.


    He didn''t mind either way¡ªknowing where and how she was doing was a great help.


    However the moment before he teleported, Guinevere''s hand reached out, grasping his, holding tight as their bodies suddenly became frozen...


    They were being teleported.


    The blue and purple lights began to assault his vision causing Lancelot to experience that lovely sickening spiralling feeling, but this time his stomach was okay. It didn''t start churning and making him desire to vomit.


    *Crackle*


    His body felt the familiar warmth and soft flesh of a woman he spent most nights with underneath him as he opened his eyes slowly.


    The throne was filled with all his summoned troops, with Marimo and Ikumi kneeling to the side.


    "Morgana, why are you sitting underneath me?" Lancelot asked with a flat face.


    "Because I like it when you are on top~ Fufu!"


    Lancelot could only cover his face and feel this woman was too smart and sneaky to go the extra mile to do this and set up her little prank.


    Her body was like soft dough, squishing and sliding from beneath him as she wrapped around him and sat on his lap, kissing his lips with a short peck.


    "My King, we waited for you after seeing such a brave fight~ and all of your loving subjects became even more enamoured with you~" Her hot breath blew his cheeks while stroking his cheek with her fingertips.


    "I see," Lancelot tilted his head and looked at his cute troops. "Have you all been well?" He bellowed as they suddenly looked up from their bowing and kneeling¡ªsome of their eyes were shining bright as he smiled. "Stand, my cute ladies; I am happy to be back."


    The twins sat together behind Marimo and sulked, but they still blew Lancelot a kiss.


    "So, how are things progressing, Morgana?" He whispered in her pointed ear, stroking her back gently with a smile as the cute troops all began to stand, so many from what he started with, all of them were more meaty, muscular and stronger than back then.


    While waiting for her to speak, he checked the building log and their current resources, knowing they would soon need to go out of the walls and attack another Demon Lord.


    Resources: [192 Wood] [50 Stone] [330 Cloth] [150 Iron Ore] [210 Coins]


    ''It seems the stone took the biggest hit from building those walls¡ªour Cloth Iron and Coins are rising quite well, though...''


    Morgana climbed from his lap, taking a serious post as she took out a parchment and cleared her throat. "Ahem..."


    "The Western and Northern walls have been finished with 3 Stone Guard posts along them¡ªwe have built 20 Frost Hare huts to adjust for the future and have started upgrading Cottages."


    "I see, that''s good. Who''s idea was it to build 20 and then look to upgrade them?"


    Lancelot had let the living conditions and amount slip because he never needed to care before¡ªgoblins would sleep anywhere without penalty.


    Morgana''s face looked towards Ikumi before she sighed in defeat.


    "It was Ikumi, My King"


    "She thought that building lots might look ugly and we should build them "like this" as she drew a neat pattern with 4 rows of 5 and then pointed to the upgrade chain, and thus we started following this path for all troops."


    "Further, we have moved the various buildings without permission to make space for future troops or races that might migrate here. Now the village is close to Town level with four districts."


    "The Residential, Military, Production and Merchants district for future trade with other lords and intelligent creatures..."


    Lancelot nodded and found this interesting as she handed him a small parchment with the current layout as it updated on his system panel.


    The Military were in the northwest, close to the Western wall and guardhouse.


    The Residential remained in the southwest, just further from his shrine and closer to the walls.


    The Merchants district was opposite the Military in the Northeast, slightly away from the eastern wall that was 80% completed.


    Finally, the Production District was in the Southeast, just beside the walls, with the forge, blacksmith, furnace and smelter closer to the outer wall than the inner town.


    "Good work, this works out well, leaving much space in the centre for future development."


    "Ikumi, you did well. I''ll be sure to reward you." Her cute feet began to tap on the ground as her nose wrinkled, happy at his praise.


    Morgana then took another parchment and let him read it, which detailed the habits and likes of all the Female Hares and Succubi. "this is for my lord to study when giving rewards..."


    "You''re the best, Morgana¡ªI appreciate it."


    A sound suddenly appeared in his mind when he was about to pet her.


    -> "Hey~ Master Sumika''s village is super cool! Her foxes can kill the little goblins with one stab!"


    -> "Lancelot... there''s a problem... I am not in the human lands... but in the demon plains... and a Demon Lord is close by... My archers are not afraid, but his troops are succubi and another, but the imps I killed didn''t speak more under torture..."


    Listening to the words...


    Lancelot looked towards Morgana and opened his lips. "Morgana, am I called "Demon Lord" by the surrounding monsters?"

 Chapter 56: Chapter 17: A Demon Lords Visit [2]

    In response to the sudden question, her face seemed to think it wasn''t a big deal before nodding at him with a clueless but lovely face that halved his anger in seconds."You''re not mad, are you?" Morgana asked with a slightly soft and worried voice; the movement of her eyes closing and fluttering and her lips trembling caused Lancelot''s anger to vanish further.


    ''Whatever, Human Lord, Demon Lord, does it matter when I am both?''


    "Haha, why would I be mad if even the Imp rabble calls me one? Doesn''t that mean my prestige will grow? Camelot will grow."


    He didn''t want to upset Morgana. Or rather, not just her but all the succubi, as it seemed something they did collectively, and if this was something important to them, how could he deny them because of a slight discomfort?


    "I''m glad!" Morgana clenched her fists as her entire face became brightly lit, her eyes glowing golden before she gave a secret thumbs up to the other succubi.


    "Marimo."


    Lancelot called out to his most cherished Black Hare as she limped slightly towards the front of his throne. The silly girl was about to kneel when he gently held her shoulders, giving her a tight hug.


    "Why are you kneeling? Look at your state because of me. Does it hurt? Is there any pain?" He asked with a gentle voice that caused most of the women still kneeling to swoon with slight jealousy while the succubi just giggled, fluttering their wings as they left the throne.


    "Master... It''s fine... much..."


    She let out a cute whimper of pain when he poked the bruise on her bosom, slowly stroking over them with his palm as the dark blue slowly lightened until it was a small discolouration with no pain. "Is that better? Silly... if it hurts, say it hurts."


    "Hehe~ Master''s hug is so warm."


    "!!!"


    [I think that''s enough, she''s okay now, right?]


    {Master! Ikumi Protests!}


    As usual, they complained, but Lancelot just chuckled before releasing her after a few minutes. "Do you want to come see a friend?" His voice was gentle as he offered her a hand, his black and red wings sprouting from his back.


    -> "Where about are you located in the demon lands? Maybe near a forest?" To Guinevere


    His body stepped off the throne before taking Marimo into the skies¡ªwith a single flap of his wings, they shot 30 metres into the skies, and then he saw the familiar red dragon floating around to the Northeast... ''Oh, it''s near that Overlord guy''s former place.''


    "Morgana, you come too, Meru, Ikumi. I''m leaving Camelot to you! I''ll be back soon."


    Morgana didn''t wait as her beautiful white and black feathered wings sprung her body into the skies as she twirled in the air with a delighted face, while Marimo was wrapped in Lancelot''s left arm as they approached the small village of Guinevere.


    ''Thankfully, she''s more than 10 miles away from us, so if we develop in different directions, there won''t be many clashes...'' Lancelot thought while looking at Morgana, wondering if it was Guinevere grabbing his hand or if she would be sent here from the start.


    The demon sky was rather nice in these parts¡ªfor some reason, the strange deformed birds avoided this area, maybe due to the newbie barrier or because there was something in the mountains that hated birds... Who knew?


    ''Get ready to land; try not to make her nervous because her troops are archer types!''


    [Understood~ I won''t try to look menacing to upset her!]


    {Marimo will look cute...}


    ''Marimo is always cute!''


    "Ahh~~ Master is so bad don''t tease Marimo..."


    ***


    Guinevere was sitting on her white throne¡ªher cute dragon had already told her that a powerful existence was approaching, likely the Demon Lord mentioned by the imp rubbish.


    "Are you sure, Tiamat? They aren''t going to attack, right... I only have 15 archers... what if he is adamant about having me as his wife?" Guinevere''s eyes looked sad; she told Lancelot the area because she knew he could never come here...


    That alone caused her to feel isolated¡ªshe planned to hold his hand and test a theory from the girls in her class in the last life; it was an urban myth that if a girl grabbed the hand of the boy she liked during the first visit to Avalon, they would be spawned closer together...


    "Stupid fable, lying bitches... I''ll beat them all..."


    "Careful princess, what happened to your lady-like charm and serene beauty?" The red dragon''s gentle voice and motherly voice sounded.


    "Hmph... so what! Lancelot isn''t here anyway¡ªthere''s no father or knights, so why should I act like a stupid prim and proper princess."


    "Look where that got me in the last life! DEAD!"


    The dragon turned away, looking at the small dots approaching with a smile, her maw opening about to warn Guinevere of who it was, but then she smiled and stopped, her red tail slapping the stone floor of their throne in the style of both a dragon''s roost and castle it was rather amazing.


    The walls were created from the natural rock formations of the cave walls, with a white throne just beside Tiamat''s bed. Unlike Lancelot''s, a castle with marble floors and lovely walls, Guinevere''s was messy but had rustic and natural beauty.


    "Ah....!? Tiamat! People are approaching from the air... Intercept them, please!"


    However, before she could lift from her spot, a demon''s body crashed onto the ground; the poor archer was knocked to the ground from the huge impact and slight crater that the succubus caused.


    Her height was over 6ft, with four wings, one pair and the other black, her body covered in a black scale armour and a heavy spear in her hand as red eyes peeked from the visor over her face.


    "!!!"


    Guinevere jumped from her throne, grasping her normal spear as Longinus was on cooldown, rushing towards Morgana, when suddenly another figure dropped, a little familiar to her. Still, before she could make sure, her body was grasped by powerful arms pulling her into his embrace as she was kidnapped into the air.


    "Kyaaaaaa!?!!"


    "Lancelot Save me!!!"


    The man''s face was covered by his visor, golden eyes looking down at her, she struggled against his grasp, but her power was far too weak. S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Just as she was about to call out...


    "Silly girl, didn''t I say I would come to meet you?"


    "Eh?"


    "Lancelot...? You bastard! Put me down... you almost made me pee myself... I was so scared!"


    "Haha... sorry, I didn''t expect the ice princess to be so soft in reality..."


    Her face pouted as he shifted her body into a princess carry, flying over his Sherwood forest and the top of Camelot. "Hey~ that forest is pretty. What''s its name?"


    Lancelot looked at her face with a smile, tapping her back, "Guinevere... I named this forest Sherwood forest."


    "..."


    She became quiet momentarily as their bodies soared through the cool mid-afternoon breeze, back around his village and heading towards hers.


    "It is because of our first time?" Guinevere''s red face asked as they were close to her village, her hands pulling on his chest.


    "Ah, it''s because forests always remind me of you and..."


    "No! Don''t say it~!!" Her hands covered his mouth as the pair slowly descended to find Morgana and Tiamat chatting like friends, the dragon now in a humanoid form with long red hair.


    "Oh, the kids are back~ are you both hungry? did you hurt yourselves?" Tiamat asked in a cheery voice before drinking more of her big jar of ale.

 Chapter 57: Chapter 18: Do You Swear Fealty To Your King! [1]

    Marimo was baking some potatoes on fire, with the female Sherwood archers in their green tunics and skirts watching her with cute faces.None of them had learnt skills or other things, as Guinevere didn''t make any buildings yet¡ªrather, it was too hard for her to suddenly expand after fighting Lancelot and using most of her big abilities.


    "Hmmm..." Lancelot was standing on the top of her Throne. The huge cave was embedded in a mountain, and the natural castle was just a front for visitors to admire.


    "Guinevere, should I help you expand your territory?"


    He looked amazing as the wind blew his silver hair while the black and red visor covered his face.


    She couldn''t help but feel he''d changed, becoming even more charming and devilish as his faint smile looked onto the expanding horizons of the demon continent.


    "Why would you do that for me?" She asked, not taking for granted their past relationship in Avalon. It was worthless to be someone''s family, even a wife, as betrayal was more common than a hot meal.


    "I won''t do it for free." His lips curved into a smirk; tilting his head to look at her, he pointed to her Throne as his aura exploded out from his body like a blast wave.


    "W-what!?" She gasped¡ªnothing like his power from the day!


    Lancelot''s power was like another level altogether compared to the school, as if he held back more than half of his power. It even caused the red dragon''s body to be forced to her knees as his golden eyes locked upon them.


    "Become mine."


    "Swear fealty to me as your king."


    *Tap*


    His body descended from her throne roof, his huge wings black and red filling her view, landing a metre from her body.


    "W-why....we could ally..." Her voice trembled as she was forced to prostrate herself from the sheer difference in power and force like an elephant was pushing her shoulders down.


    Guinevere could only feel a cold, heavy blade hanging from her neck as her archers trembled in fear¡ªMarimo knocked them all down before stepping forward and kneeling to him.


    "Lady Guinevere, have you forgotten the last lifetime."


    "Ally... how many of those betrayed us?"


    "Do not make me ask twice, even if my heart is crazy about you. I will cut you down."


    He didn''t want to do this, but he had to; there was nothing more absolute in Avalon than true pacts, oaths and soul bonds.


    But for a conquered Lord, there were many ways to deal with them. sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    First and easiest was death, killing them and taking everything they own.


    Second, make them submit and become your ally, a good choice and doesn''t crush their pride, but they can betray you¡ªnothing is absolute.


    Third, use one of the many types of promise(pact, oath, soul bond) to force them into an alliance their own will cannot break.


    The terrifying soul bond would cause the person to die if their Lord died, which caused most to surrender and bide time to find someone to break it.


    But others could! If someone learned of their pact, they could destroy or help them break it.


    Thus, betrayal wasn''t completely impossible.


    Yet this wasn''t the worst method...


    Another existed, and it was the most profane, abusive and horrifying way to make them serve you and abandon their chance to become the King or Queen of Avalon.


    They became the Lord''s [Troop] like the old vassal kingdoms of those too distant for an Empire to control.


    Lancelot knew this was offensive, could break their relationship and force him to kill her here, but he must do it. He was not human, and his trust in others was limited to those who would live or die with him.


    Stepping forward, his bloody scale boots crushed the ground beneath him as he exerted his power to its limit, hoping she would accept.


    "Guinevere, give up the folly of becoming the Queen and serve as my Lance. A lance that will take down the empire''s traitors who seek to force your marriage and take your freedom."


    His voice was enchanting, each word vibrating in her ears with a sweet and tempting timbre, causing her body to tremble with delight, lust and desire wanting more.


    Biting her lips to hold back her moaning voice, she struggled to look up, wanting to see his eyes.


    She wanted to know his reasons and believed the eyes were the gateway to souls.


    "Follow me."


    Lancelot knew she was in a tight spot, and although she regained her memories, unlike him, she couldn''t come to Avalon without the academy''s help.


    However, if she became his Troop, she would gain the ability to come and go as she pleased, using him as a conduit.


    He wasn''t a naive hero or teenager who believed love could solve everything.


    Some husbands and wives betrayed each other despite loving each other, even when their blades slid through the other''s hearts.


    It was his goal, desire, and promise to Morgana to become King of Avalon, and he didn''t care how many people he trampled and hurt in the process.


    ''I can earn her forgiveness in the future many times over. But if she would refuse, how could I let the woman with this Red Dragon Empress grow?''


    A moment of silence passed as the dragon struggled, his sword slicing through her shoulder, blood pouring down like a thick liquor¡ªthe dragon''s blood was a special and rare commodity.


    Swaying like a serpent as it dripped down her arm, she couldn''t even roar in pain as his boot slammed her face into the dirt.


    ''Hate me, loathe me, despite me as long as you follow me and survive.''


    "I will ask again will you swear loyalty to me as your King, Lady Guinevere of the Empire."


    Guinevere''s face was originally filled with anger, terror and spite after his sudden change, but she could see it...


    As if his true face was just hidden behind that visor, his fears, worries and subtle care for her, she knew from the strength of Lancelot that he likely had a way to enter Avalon, which she should have too, if not for being strictly watched by her father and the council of knights.


    "I swear..."


    "I will swear my allegiance¡ªperform the ritual!"


    ''Morgana, forgive me for using your blood this way if she one day surpasses you. Blame me.''


    [This girl was always fated to die alone.]


    [You are playing such a bad guy to force her because you know her enemy is someone else, right?]


    ''It is obvious if the one who killed her was Arthur, he would have done it the moment she betrayed him or rather the moment he took the throne from her father.''


    [Fufu~ the former sword idiot Lancelot is starting to grow as a leader, it seems the hints I let you see in your dreams are helping.]


    ''Ah... they do help, thanks for being the best Queen... But you are giving your blood to your biggest rival.''


    He stepped forward as Marimo took out two large vials, one smaller than the others, which was Guinevere''s, and the large one was specially made for the dragon.


    "Our method is not the human one, Guinevere. I am now different from before."


    "Here, drink it to the last drop."

 Chapter 58: Chapter 19: Do You Swear Fealty To Your King [2]

    Lancelot grabbed her lips, opening the cork and pouring the thick blood into her lips¡ªit was not as bad as she imagined as she started to drink it like a woman left in a desert for months without water."Nnngh...Mggh.....more....more!"


    Once she had taken everything inside the vial, her body dropped to the ground and began to convulse¡ªher veins started to writhe under her skin, and her muscles the same as she started to cry out in pain just like he did when he changed.,


    "Marimo, please soothe her pain and clean the mess when she vomits her impurities."


    "Yes, Master... Please don''t be so sad, Master... Marimo knows... that Master cares about this woman greatly..."


    "That''s my Marimo..." He smiled without power, stroking her soft ears before stepping before the red dragon that stared at him like a bitter enemy.


    "You-Will-Pay! Lancelot du Lac! I will tear you to shreds, rip apart your kingdom...!"


    *Bang!*


    His fist smashed into her face, knocking the dragon back down to the ground, creating a huge crater as the earth cracked. He knelt, grabbing her half-conscious face as she spat in his face with a sneer.


    *Thud!*


    Lancelot''s face was blank, as the dragon''s face was smashed against the hard ground over 10 times, her nose broken, teeth chipped, and consciousness dazed.


    "Since you wanted to do it the hard way, lizard."


    *Pop*


    He opened the cork¡ªthe blood of this huge vial was the blood of a demonic dragon known to be one of the most powerful emperors of the dragon race; how Morgana had the blood, he didn''t know.


    Taking a deep breath, he began to fill his mouth with the huge amount, his cheeks swollen like a squirrel collecting nuts, while the dazed dragon looked confused...


    She wanted to crush the bastard''s neck with her tail. Nevertheless, the several blows to her head caused her to feel a disconnection between her body and her brain''s orders.


    ''This dragon won''t swallow it willingly... so I must force her! Forgive me, Tiamat. Blame yourself for being weak as you are and unable to protect her!''


    Lancelot''s face approached as she was about to spit flames¡ªhis mouth closed hers, causing her eyes to dilate, her brain unable to register what was happening.


    By the time she realised more than half of the vial in his mouth had been swallowed.


    "!!!!!" With a look of resistance on her face, as her eyebrows and nose scrunched up, she bit his tongue before a huge amount of blood suddenly entered his throat...


    Her tongue pushed into his mouth, not to kiss but to force him to swallow the blood!


    Neither Guinevere nor Tiamat knew what the blood was or this ritual.


    They were not demons... in those vials was mostly the blood of Emperor-level bloodlines mixed with Lancelot''s bloodline...


    As he swallowed the thick groggy blood, Lancelot had the urge to vomit, but he couldn''t.


    The dragon''s tongue was not like a human''s and reached to the back of his throat, slithering, sliding and clogging up his ability to swallow and breathe until more of the vial entered his body.


    In desperation, his hands grasped her humongous chest, pulling apart her scales as he began to molest and violently pull on them, causing her tongue to pull back like a passionate kiss.


    Without any passion, the two began to fight to force the other to swallow more of the blood before¡ª it was gone a few minutes later, it was gone...


    Tiamat swallowed most, but Lancelot swallowed at least 40%, equal to the amount that Guinevere had previously drunk.


    "Peh!!! Damn bastards.. give me back my first kiss! Ueeeeh.... it tastes fishy.... that...Ugh!?"


    Like Guinevere, her eyes dilated before her body crashed flat on the floor and began to convulse, blood and black ooze leaking from her mouth, nose and pores.


    ''Shit...Morgana... I swallowed that dragon''s blood....''


    [...]


    Lancelot stumbled back, feeling a burning sensation as his body began to fight against itself.


    The incubus bloodline, his human bloodline, all fighting in one cesspool of violence¡ªblood leaked from his eyes and nose while his lips began to cough and splutter a disgusting ooze, vomit onto the ground.


    "Master!?"


    "Make sure her archer stays asleep¡ªtie them up just in case... Ugh..!?"


    His body suddenly began to tingle and burn all over, like a dragon''s flame was being blown directly into his organs, bone marrow, veins and flesh his skin turned a bright pink before turning red as his blood streamed from his pores. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "S-shit... it hurts..."


    *Crack!*


    The blood scales cracked as his Dominus form completely reverted, his silver hair dancing in the powerful breeze¡ªstumbling backwards, he fell onto Guinevere''s throne with staggering steps.


    His blood dyed the beautiful white throne a dirty red and black, as the black wings on his back suddenly scattered into sharp scales and feather''s like a tree in a late autumn storm.


    [Do not worry, my dear husband...]


    [From the start, I thought the dragon would put up a fight... This was less about empowering Tiamat... and more about your benefit...]


    ''Why, why keep things from me... I would have gladly drank it whole if you asked!''


    [You needed to drink just the right amount... and only the dragon would stop you from being like Guinevere, who became addicted to the taste...]


    ''Never again... tell me, I am no foolish kid. If you need something or have to do something, tell me!''


    ''That is what being married means, no?''


    [I understand, My King. But please, at least know that I cannot betray you or act in a way that harms your life...]


    ''How can I believe that?''


    [Because like the Hares and Succubi...]


    [I have drunk your blood more than anyone¡ªI am your devoted Troop before your wife.]


    Lancelot''s mind became hazy from the transformation¡ªthe world''s sounds became so clear and enhanced distant birds chirping miles away, monsters copulating in the forests... all sorts of sounds assaulted his ears.


    He could hear the meat in his body tearing apart and repairing. The crack of his bones as they began to thicken, become stronger, and the joints more flexible...


    Even the sound of the distant changes in Guinevere and Tiamat...


    [My King...please be prepared... This will make them loyal to you even if faced with death or the death of their entire bloodline...]


    [Yet it cannot restore their broken affection and feelings... They might hate you after this...]


    [I hope your heart can take that feeling...]


    "Ueeeh.... Ngh.... Arrrggh fuck....!"


    His maw opened wide as huge amounts of disgusting sticky black jelly with lumpy bits were ejected from his body, vomiting like a drunken sailor after a week''s leave.


    ''It''s fine.....''


    ''I will solve that....''


    [Are you tired? Should I hurry there!? You don''t sound good!]


    ''Haha... don''t, it''s fine... you should see those two... how vulgar and unladylike of them.''


    He leaned back against her throne, thinking that this plan was something he came up with and asked Morgana to develop in secret so he didn''t get mad, or rather the feeling of power in his veins told him that she was showing him the path to the top...


    Devour the strongest bloodlines and crush the demon continent by force.


    [Also... The blood that Guinevere took will probably make her more dependent on you than ever...]


    ''Ah... what did you use... stupid succubus... wait till I come home... spank your fat little ass...''


    [It''s the blood of the Crazed Empress of Obsession... An Emperor class Vampiric bloodline...]


    Lancelot looked at the eyes of Guinevere that were slowly glowing between azure and crimson... feeling like they strangely looked at him...


    ''Why do I get the feeling you did something unwanted again?''


    [A vampire feeds off blood... your blood was also in her vial...]


    ''Am I a snack!?''


    [To her, you are... The most delicious existence in the universe...]


    His face twisted with a bitter smile before he lifted his arm, only for a crack to sound, and half of it was left holding the throne before the rest crumbled off...


    Then like magic, his muscles, bones, nerves and veins began to reconstruct with a slight black and gold hue sparkling.


    ''So much for being human...''


    Leaning back, he closed his eyes, feeling the same changes all over his body, as even his face was changed slightly more masculine and fierce but with the same or a more intense demonic charm and beauty.


    "I will be victorious.... no matter the cost. I cannot fail..."

 Chapter 59: Chapter 20: Hunting [1]

    The world was filled with darkness, the brilliant moons illuminating the sky as Lancelot''s eyes opened, the mystical world of Avalon before his eyes.A sudden sound from a distance, as 10 Succubi stood in their leather armour holding spears and small shields¡ªMorgana and Marimo stood silently, waiting.


    "My King." They knelt with soft voices carried by the evening breeze as his body slowly lifted from the formerly white throne, now dyed in his blood with a crimson hue.


    The top was white, and the huge dragon''s body was half red and half white along the backrest.


    "How many troops do we have here, and will there be a raid on her territory tonight?"


    When Lancelot looked at the affinity of Tiamat and Guinevere, his lips formed a bitter smile knowing it would be bad but not to this level. It had fallen from a high value to minus 5.


    "My King, there are signs of a small assault heading to Camelot and this filthy village." Morgana''s voice sounded, not hiding her disgust upon seeing the changes in their affinity towards her master.


    "It''s not filthy, don''t be petty. It ruins your beauty."


    "Y-yes, My King!"


    "There are 90 Frost Hares, along with Marimo and Mayu defending Camelot and should be more than fine. As for this village... there are 10 Succubi and myself. The half-elves are sleeping, and these two are still undergoing their changes."


    Lancelot looked at the open area without any mountain to protect them like his. Guinevere''s village was in the open, apart from the south, with the tall mountain used as her throne.


    His eyes opened, shimmering with a gold and silver light oscillating between the two as he saw the enemies and distance.


    ''About 2 hours.''


    "Since this is now technically my territory due to her becoming my retainer and vassal. I can build here..."


    "Lancelot!? These ungrateful women now hate you!" Morgana and even Marimo nodded at the words, but he shrugged.


    "Affection can be built over time¡ªmistakes can be fixed¡ªtheir loyalty is eternal. So, let''s leave it be for now, okay?"


    "Mmm... If you say so Lancelot."


    He stepped forward, swiping his left hand¡ªthe resource panel opened as he started to build the blueprints for a wall and the special Sherwood trees that her troops would use to make forest tree homes.


    ''Rather cute.''


    "Marimo, can you build these walls in 1 hour?''


    "M-master... It might be too hard without everyone here."


    Nodding, he accepted her words. It was quite true that he couldn''t expect her to build so fast with only 10 lazy succubi. "Oh, where are the twins?"


    Marimo''s black ears twitched as she bowed gently, "Lady Morgana said they would cause too much trouble and left them to defend the village."


    ''Hmmm, smart... those girls are a little strange.''


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    Lancelot didn''t like this feature as it would cost too much when he first started, and the rabbits were amazing loggers. Now he had no time to transport them or chop all the wood.


    So he drew the border and needed area for the small village to endure tonight''s raid from the orcs and goblins that were superpowered by the demonic moonlight.


    ''Come to think of it¡ªI get empowered by that light now too.''


    Rumble.


    The ground began to shake as the wooden walls started to form from the ground, slowly emerging like buried monsters creating a 10-metre by 10-metre square covering the entire village and connecting to the mountain at the back.


    "Add a wide rampart and thicken the wall... Add the stairs and elevated walkway along the walls for the archer to take advantage of..."


    His body floated around the entire village as he oversaw everything, letting the trees be built like his to the Southwest beside her throne.


    Then he put the foundations of the merchant, military and finally, the crafting quarter.


    ''My Lumber took a hit and some coins... but." His thoughts stopped as he hovered above the wooden walkway 3 metres in the air overlooking the narrow plains due to two hills on either side. "These little bastards will give me some money."


    Lancelot''s eyes watched the marching monster slowly approaching. Some wore decent leather armour with iron weapons, others with big drums banging them as they approached, slightly echoing on the wind even from here.


    "Marimo, can you wake the half-elf archers?"


    Silence...


    Woosh!


    Suddenly he felt danger, swaying his body to the side.


    A pair of bloody claws penetrated the air where his heart was, but the next moment, the figure that attacked collapsed, holding her head as she began to shriek like a dying cat.


    "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Guinevere''s change was drastic...


    Her skin was as beautiful as ever, but she was like a porcelain doll and very pale, and her eyes were deep red with small star-shaped pupils that matched Lancelots as she watched him with teary eyes.


    A small pair of cute bat wings fluttered on her back, causing a small gust of air as she showed her little fangs snarling at him.


    "Bastard... Lancelot... you...!" But she was punished for calling him a bastard¡ªher body electrocuted as she rolled on the floor in agony.


    "Stop being stupid, Guinevere and stand up and grab your spear¡ªsome orcs and goblins are coming to destroy your village."


    "Hmph... telling me what to do, make me drink that thick, sticky jelly!"


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulders with a smile at her strange wording and just turned around, his eyes closed to focus on the building in her village...


    He added a lovely bath powered by Ether so the women could all have nice baths under a wooden cover to stop people from peeking.


    Guinevere watched her console as she saw him building whatever he liked... but they were all things she liked... Yet the hatred in her chest only slightly decreased as she watched his serene figure with his eyes closed...


    Lancelot''s finger danced through the air as he spent more money to double-layer the walls and two catapults on the northern wall.


    "Hmmm.... this bastard, why is he building so much... What''s left for me to build!"


    Marimo and Morgana didn''t interfere because they saw she couldn''t actually harm him, but rather, whenever he ignored her, why did her affection rise so much?


    "Are you away, red lizard?" Morgana asked with a mocking tone.


    "Ah.... for a while now since the ground started shaking... Tell me, was that bloodline your idea?"


    Her body didn''t change much, except her body was now a dark almond colour from the demonic black dragon bloodline, almost making her a black dragon instead now a mixture of red and black.


    "It was. He didn''t have a clue until after making you drink it. Lancelot thought it was to improve her survival chances." Morgana smiled as she saw the dragon''s value return to neutral from hatred.


    "I will watch his actions... It seems he truly wants to sit on the throne of Avalon."


    "He will¡ªI will put him there."


    Meanwhile, back on the wall, Lancelot had finished crafting and preparing her territory to build when she had more time during the day.


    He also recruited her second set of 15 half-elf Sherwood archers, now 30 standing on the wall and watching the distance with sharp eyes.


    "Why are you watching me, Guinevere?"


    "I just wondered if you were going to steal my village now..."


    "Why would I? It''s yours. I didn''t want you to die on the first night and become the orc''s plaything."


    "!!!"


    His body turned around, looking at her properly...


    In her vampire form, she had silvery white hair, beautiful eyes and slightly larger breasts, but they were a little more slack, likely due to the size increase and the bra.


    Lancelot looked at her for several minutes, many thoughts and idea''s flashing through his mind before she tilted her eye, looking at him with a strange look.


    "What?" She asked him with an abrasive tone, furrowing her brow and showing her fangs.


    "You look beautiful, like a dancing maiden under the Avalon moonlight¡ªI was charmed for a moment."


    "Hah!?"


    Ba-dum.


    Guinevere hated this guy! His ability to say such cheesy and embarrassing things still existed even after becoming a monster!


    "T-thank you..." She couldn''t even control her response and turned away with a genuine sense of happiness...


    Just because she was mad about him doing that to her didn''t destroy their time as lovers or that she was crazy about him before this.


    Or rather... It was like those words set off a fuse... that was slowly making its way to her body, burning with more passion and deep, obsessive feelings each moment it slowly burned towards her chest.


    "This damn casanova bastard.... shit..."


    Lancelot turned away, not wanting to rush things, "Everyone to your positions¡ªthey are coming."

 Chapter 60: Chapter 21: Hunting [2]

    The twin moons illuminated the area around the walls as Lancelot stood beside the 30 half-elf archers and Marimo, who was holding a longbow with a serious face.A huge army of orcs and goblins was now less than 100 metres from the walls, each elf''s bow drawn fully with a nocked arrow and several between their fingers.


    Marimo''s eyes glowed with a beautiful shimmer before she released an arrow. Her shot flew through the air before penetrating the neck of a large orc, instantly killing it.


    "Good shot Marimo." Lancelot petted her head gently before he stepped onto the wall, his Gale Sword in Dual blade mode as his wings expanded more easily than normal.


    ''Strange I didn''t have to use my Dominus, though...''


    Guinevere waited for them to draw closer¡ªtheir bows were cheap and lower level than Marimo, who could easily fully draw her large bow with a much longer range and impact power than the half-elves.


    Lancelot stepped off the wooden wall, his wings flapping with a powerful gust as he jetted through the air, floating over the orcs and goblins that held their shortbows towards him with no luck as he shot past them and vanished into the darkness.


    ''Good... They gave up.''


    ***


    [Guinevere POV]


    ''That bastard flew away... but I know he isn''t one to flee and is likely doing something to wipe them out faster...''


    Seeing him fly away, she felt a little angry, but she couldn''t focus on him now¡ªjust thinking about him was enough to make her go crazy.


    "Sheerwood archers, ready." She watched as the goblins rushed forward carrying their crude bows and drooling faces upon seeing pretty female elves on the walls.


    The wild beasts and monsters were nothing like those from civilised worlds, all filled with great excitement from just seeing the number of women in little tents raising in their pants.


    "Hold..." Tiamat was sitting on the wall, watching her Lady''s face with a smile before swirling her fingers in a spiral as a small ball of fire appeared, slowly growing into a large ball as the goblins and orcs finally entered the range of their shortbows.


    "Release!" The moment Guinevere''s voice sounded, their arrows shot into the skies, blotting them out for the goblins desperately trying to nock their crude arrows, only for the 30 arrows to tear through them.


    The elven archers were deadly and accurately targeted their eyes, neck and crotch with jagged arrows.


    "Fire at will. Tiamat."


    Woosh!


    Her fireballs were now three in number and the size of a large sphere as she tossed them into the huge crowd, the flaming spheres tearing through the air before exploding upon hitting the larger orcs, burning their bodies and turning their allies around them into ashes.


    "Grreeeek!"


    "Grukka!"


    "Buhiii!"


    The monsters were enraged, no longer keeping orderly as the elven arrows hailed down like rain, constantly tearing them apart. It seemed the goblins were seen as worthless as their bodies and flesh dropped under the heavy orc feet.


    "Master is fighting..." Marimo whispered as she dropped her bow, took up her spear, stepping onto the edge of the wall, her cold blue eyes shining like dark ice in the night sky, watching as the orcs rushed the walls with their axes.


    "Morgana!" Marimo''s voice was sharp and fierce like she was the commander.


    Unlike Tiamat, she couldn''t magically make the fireballs appear rapidly as blue streams of magical energy began to swirl around her spear¡ªshe tensed her hare legs, the powerful muscles tightening like a spring before she shot into the skies.


    ''His troops are so amazing...''


    The twin moons behind her illuminated her body as she launched the spear down into the crowd, four lances of ice splitting from the blade as they ripped apart 5 orcs, skewering them like roast pigs.


    Following her, all 10 succubi and Morgana flew into the skies, hands filled with black and blue flames as they danced through the skies, timing it with Marimo and dropping the flaming bombs the moment she struck. S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Bang!


    Before Guinevere''s troops reacted to the wall being cut down, his troops, without a single word, just acted and unleashed a brutal combination that killed 80% of the orcs before Guinevere watched the Hare drop down with her black feet smashing into an orc''s face, crushing his body into meat paste.


    "Phew..."


    Shling!


    Marimo yanked her spear from the dead orc, slicing its body with the flick of her wrist¡ªas she lowered herself and lunged forward, a blue trail of light followed her eyes as she began to massacre the surviving orcs that were bloody and burned.


    "See... we were fine without his help!" Guinevere said with her hands on her hips with a proud smile.


    However, Tiamat shook her head and placed a hand on her shoulder.


    Like magic torches, her eyes glowed bright yellow before the scenes from over a mile away were shown as she gasped, holding onto the wooden walls with a tight grip, almost breaking them.


    "How... Why didn''t he say?" Her voice was softer than before, unlike the complaining princess.


    "Tiamat, go quick! Help him..."


    Her commander looked at her with a large smile, shaking her head once more before whispering, "Watch closely¡ªthis is the man you will follow."


    [Guinevere POV end]


    ***


    The formerly beautiful green fields were now destroyed, blood, flesh and crushed bodies of orcs gathered in large piles, their throats slit, bodies torn apart as more than 150 surrounded Lancelot''s body, covered with several wounds and marks.


    His body swirled with several purple blades that seemed to move as he willed, blocking the enemy''s attacks no matter how many¡ªhe could block 6 out of 8, only taking minimal damage.


    Slash!


    As his long silver sword cleaved apart another orc, cutting it down the midsection, the wet squelch of its guts fell out as he pulled back the sword like a melody to his ears.


    "Come!"


    ''This feels amazing... Each kills something enters me, making me less tired... more powerful even if it''s only a fraction!''


    Lancelot wasn''t using his Dominus¡ªeven his wings were retracted as his body danced along the green plains, his feet tapping on the ground as if floating, each swing of his sword taking the life of one orc.


    In contrast, their bodies shuddered, a sense of fear as four tried to penetrate his back with their spears, only for the Phantasmal Blades to counter and chop off their hands.


    Feeling the sensation of his blades, his body twirled around, slicing through the throats of the four orcs, their blood spraying like a fountain as he bathed in their blood, his loof now far more demonic than ever before.


    Bit by bit... he fought alone, even though it might have been simple, but the main force of 300 orcs might just have caused damage to her walls.


    On this night, both buffed by the moonlight, these level 2 Orcs were garbage to him.


    Slice! Slash!


    Lancelot killed another orc, only for his back to receive two deep wounds, as blood started to ooze from them, but he continued his dance; lifting his right leg, he kicked an orc''s knee, shattering the bone, before his left hand jutted into it''s nose, the bone splitting and penetrating it''s brain.


    "Come!"


    Every slash, each wound... his movements and blade became faster, his body bending and leaning like the ebbing flow of the ocean tide.


    "Tonight, I will dine on barbecue pork!"


    Like this, Lancelot fought with everything he could, slowly killing the orcs with a faint smile, not knowing that the beautiful princess was becoming enamoured with his fight... the beauty of his dance that contained a little ferocity and was different from the trial...


    Her heart would change at this sight... Always yearning to see him fight and never miss the slightest change or evolution.

 Chapter 61: Chapter 22: Great Haul! Cheeky Kunoichi!

    Two hours passed, the moons now high in the sky as only the silent sound of the breeze and trees gently dancing in the sky sounded as Lancelot lay on his back, body drenched in sweat with his wounds slowly healing as he spread his arms out looking at the sky.Surrounding his body was the dismembered and beheaded corpses of several hundred orcs which caused his level to fill¡ªnow, waiting until he returned home to level as the pain would be intense, maybe even making him scream like a baby.


    [My King, are you well?]


    He didn''t respond, but Morgana was too good at her work and knew he was likely cooling off.


    Using both his sword arts and the Phantasmal swords overworked his brain and Ether, leaving him exhausted in the mind and body.


    [The situation here is finished. We took 50% of all the corpses and meat while giving the rest to Guinevere.]


    {Master! Marimo killed a lot! She ranked up!}


    Lancelot''s lips formed a smile as he heard the cute voice of Marimo, so joyful and almost like Ikumi when she brought him random things she found in the forest...


    He could barely open his eyes, fighting off the drowsy feeling as the scent of iron filled his nose.


    ''Good work Marimo¡ªlet me know what you want for your reward~ good girl, you are the best black Hare I have.''


    {Ehehe~ Master, I will wait and tell you when you are not tired.}


    ''No problem, let Morgana know I''ll be back soon.''


    His body recovered after an hour of resting.


    All the pork and other parts of the orcs needed to make money for him and Guinevere were gathered. He even made sure to portion off a little for Sumika because he needed to look after her too.


    ''Otherwise, she might die again... That air had kunoichi.''


    ***


    His wings flapped gently as he landed at the village of Guinevere, where the sleepy half-elves were all building some extra things he had planned earlier. Now their bases looked similar, but he was stone based and her wood.


    He wasn''t going to do everything for her... Guinevere was a big girl.


    Lancelot stepped forward before a loud yelling sounded, "Ah~ darling, you''re finally back!" His body was latched onto by Morgana, who dove through the air as they spun in the centre of the village, her lips kissing him affectionately as they held each other for several minutes, a gentle and loving kiss without the lewd and vulgar parts.


    "Darling... I missed being with you so much..." Her eyes glowing bright gold, opening wide as if to show her madness, as she leaned on his shoulder, her tail dancing in the air.


    "It was lonely without you at my side, too, Morgana."


    As an incubus, his instincts told him to push her down and seed her, his pants growing and feeling tight.


    Still, he kept that feeling down because, in his eyes, he watched as Marimo was walking to the buildings with 4-5 wooden planks while the half-elves carried 1 with two people... she would finish the journey, then rush back on her little black feet hopping with a cute sound from her lips...


    Not to mention her huge tits swaying as she stole his attention as Morgana smiled, her hands and tail playing with his pants. "Darling... are you hungry? Fufu."


    "Not now, Morgana..." He stroked her soft hair, watching the comical scene of Marimo now carrying an elf that seemed to have fallen to the medical tent... hopping away while whistling...


    ''My god, she''s so cute...''


    He watched how Frost Hares worked closely for the first time, feeling his lips naturally forming a broad smile, almost breaking into a chuckle.


    Before Morgana got jealous and bit his neck, "Hmph... just because her tits bounce and she''s a little cute... don''t forget your sexy succubi... There are so many of us waiting for you to come home."


    Lancelot smiled wildly as he kissed her back, hugging her tight while letting her do as she wanted to fill her "hunger."


    "Oh? Look, it''s the man who left us all alone." Guinevere''s high-pitched yet melodic voice sounded before she walked closer to the refined Tiamat with a wry smile beside her.


    "Such a lovely vampire; how about you jump into my arms too?" He teased, slapping Morgana''s ass as if to tell her to move, her tail now filled with a thick load of milk and her face flushed with a red glow, satisfied with her gains.


    [You wait! I''ll make you cry on the bed tomorrow!]


    Morgana knew he had a promise with Guinevere tonight¡ªalthough she might hate the idea, this promise must be kept, and even if he didn''t mind, it was not happening now.


    They needed to sleep together tonight!


    Lancelot walked towards Guinevere as Morgana rounded up the succubi and started leaving what they were giving to this village before their fleeting eyes looked at Lancelot''s back before flying away in a flock.


    Marimo would stay here to help them finish the building in case something bad happened, and he would take her home tomorrow after school.


    "Who is your little vampire!?"


    "Hmmm? I only said you were lovely and should jump into my arms, though?"


    "!!!"


    "Hmph...who would!"


    Tiamat laughed at her Master, realising just how much her power was now capable of growing, and she wasn''t given any orders other than to protect Guinevere with her life.


    Not his territory or him, but her original Master.


    This made Tiamat''s affection return to friendly.


    In all truth, the affection meter didn''t work for people who were in love; even if you loved someone and an enemy used an item to make you enemies, it would last temporarily and heal faster the more you loved the other...


    Thus Guinevere''s negative affection was already almost fully recovered at 70/100


    "A shame, you are so lovely I might fall for you and dedicate my life to you." His words were marred with charm and a deadly poison that flooded Guinevere''s weak ears, her pale face turning bright red as she tried to hide her face and look away.


    "Stupid... who... Nmmm!? Wait....don''t..."


    Lancelot didn''t plan to force Guinevere to become his and would keep teasing her until she accepted and came to him of her desire, his fingers lifting her chin as she looked away, her lips trembling.


    "No..." Her soft voice wavered as she looked away, biting her lips as she peeked at his response... A damn handsome smile and looking happy!


    He then clapped his hands as if reaching some eureka moment and spoke loud enough for the elves to hear.


    "Didn''t you say you''d sleep with me tonight?"


    She looked at him with wide eyes, as her mouth dropped open, completely shocked at how loud he had just said it!


    Her face was even more adorable than before, now bright red, pushing her hands into his face, waving them about as she appeased him.


    "....no....please.."


    Lancelot smirked, his eyes checking everything was set and the night was done here; he also checked his base to see that most of the Frost Hares were sleeping or having a potato party by the huge campfire in the centre of his village...


    ''Cute girls...''


    Guinevere looked at him before his hands suddenly grabbed her, locking her smaller body into place, her silvery hair swaying as she was lifted into a princess carry, his right arm under her buttocks and the left wrapped around her armpit.


    "Lancelot!?"


    "Log out."


    His voice carried no chance for rejection as she obeyed him, nodding with a quiet "Nn..." as their bodies were bathed in the beautiful blue glow of the Ether before fading from sight.


    When they returned to the academy room, it was rather eerie and dark¡ªonly a few students were coming and going, likely wanting to visit Avalon before school or something happened, and they needed to enter. It was now dimly lit by the emergency lights with a night teacher waiting.


    Since it was late, they got a car together and set the destination for the hotel he booked before they went to Avalon.


    Inside the car, she looked at him with a pout, unsure how to speak or react... the changes in Avalon hadn''t fully taken place in the Empire, but now she would grow cute fangs when emotional or if he offered his blood to her...


    Her hair was black, and her eyes blue, only turning red when feeding.


    "Lancelot... are we going to do it?" Her soft voice sounded as they entered the hotel¡ª its decor was very high-class, and booking the place cost quite a lot.


    Luckily, Lancelot had a lot of money in this world, thanks to the world of Avalon. Thus his account would not be empty for at least 2 years, and he syphoned part of the earnings each day to keep it growing. S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Say... did you think I was joking when I wrote that bet?" His silver eyes shimmered in the darkness as they entered the room with a low click.


    Each step caused the little heart of Guinevere to tremble and hasten able to hear the beating of her own heart now clearly...


    "Lancelot... I...."


    He laughed at her sitting on the expensive bed, leaning back and spreading his arms, "If you don''t want to, we can just sleep, idiot. I never stated sex specifically but wanted somewhere to sleep without others interrupting us."


    Suddenly his phone began to vibrate, breaking their moment as he opened the call before a certain cute kunoichi''s voice sounded, causing Guinevere''s face to twitch, her smile a little scary.


    "Ah~ my sexy Master~ my grandfather found out about me becoming yours!!"


    "Aha! He kicked me out! So let me in~ I am outside!"

 Chapter 62: Chapter 23: Top Rank Girls In His Apartment!

    "Okay, wait for me then; I''m on the way now. So don''t bother the poor people working the desk!" He soothed her as she began to whimper and wine.Somehow, she became very cute and clingy when he accepted her. Instead of the warrior-like kunoichi, she seemed to have strange things blown in her ear each day by her mother...


    ''That woman is scary and seems not to be just saying, "I want you as a son-in-law" as a joke!''


    Closing the call, he began to open the app to change the driver''s route as they were not insured unless you did it this way.


    ''More money... Let''s beat her ass in the bath and see it jiggle for repayment.''


    Lancelot smirked before he lowered the phone¡ªluckily, the car could be re-directed through the app as he paid an extra 2 silver.


    So the car turned at the next junction, and they headed back towards the Elite apartments¡ªleaning back against the soft leather, he closed his eyes.


    "Well, it looks like someone is saving your chastity Missy~." Lancelot


    Guinevere just pouted and looked out the window, trying to mask the fact her heart was racing before the call came, and she was also looking forward to the night together.


    She leaned against the window, looking at the mixture of old and new fused, wondering if going to his Apartment was just as bad.


    "Still, you will be staying over tonight, right? The bet is still on after all."


    "Y-you...!?" Lancelot''s voice caught her off guard, and she started to relax suddenly¡ªher body tensed, yet the excitement that died began to build up, and despite her not trying to, she felt her body reacting.


    "Are you looking forward to it?" He asked, placing his hand on her soft thigh, squeezing her with his powerful hands just enough that it didn''t hurt but almost caused her to make a sound with her mouth.


    "Hey... don''t...."


    Lancelot found her cute whining voice unbearable, pulling her closer in the car, her shocked face making his lips curve into a cruel smile, enjoying her huge eyes only centimetres from his face. "You look so adorable when you are surprised."


    "No... wait... I didn''t brush my teeth..."


    "Ah... Guinevere..."


    "Hmph!"


    He was rather surprised that she didn''t push him away, but her hands grasped his and pulled on him to keep him close despite her words and show of resistance.


    Guinevere saw his stupid look and stuck out her tongue, scrunching up her face, but before she could react, he kissed her.


    She did not respond at first, but then her mouth opened, and he felt the soft, moist inside her mouth as he slid his tongue against hers.


    Their lips touched, and he could feel her body tense and her breath short; her small body felt hot against his.


    The kiss was too quick, and she pulled away from him, but he held her close, pressing her to him, and she could feel the bulge in his pants against her hip.


    "Guinevere... you are so beautiful."


    "No, stop it, Lancelot," she protested, her hands on his chest and her voice husky. "You are saying that because you want to seduce me."


    "I do," he admitted. "But I have already decided what I want. I want you. You will not escape me again."


    "You are a womanizer."


    "So what?" He shrugged. "It is true; I enjoy being with women. But I can stop at any time I like. And you are different."


    "How? How am I different?"


    "Because I love you."


    She looked up at him, her green eyes searching his grey Irises. She could see no signs of lying there, no mockery in his expression, no hint of him trying to deceive her.


    The way his face moved closer, as even the driver slowed the speed and closed to privacy window with a more sensual song playing, stopped her reaction, her hands slowly moving from his chest before wrapping around his back. "Promise you won''t die... or leave me."


    "I promise. I will always be with you."


    "No matter what happens or where we go, stay with me."


    "Of course. You will never lose me."


    "I am sorry. I was foolish. I know I could never give up someone who loves me now."


    "I do. You are my life, Guinevere."


    Their lips touched once again, and they could not let go of each other this time.


    The kiss lasted a long time until Guinevere was panting, and she pulled her head back, taking deep breaths while looking into his beautiful eyes.


    She felt her body shivering, holding her arms around his neck and digging her fingers into his back, and he could feel her body tremble as he pushed against her and nibbled her lower lips, her breathing short.


    "Lancelot..."


    "Mm..."


    "Take me tonight. Tonight, I will be yours."


    He kissed her again, holding her body to him, his hand caressing her cheek. "I will do so."


    "Yes."


    They stopped, but it was too early to let go, and the driver pulled up outside the Apartment, with the door slowly opening as the pair slowly pulled away, adjusting their slightly messy clothes.


    Lancelot unfastened the belt around Guinevere as he pulled her out of the door, his phone sounding with a loud bell because he tipped extra for the service; the driver gave him a big smile in the wing mirror.


    "Oh..."


    "What''s wrong?"


    "Nothing... Look, there she is, the supposed Rank 2." Lancelot joked, their fingers interlocked as she climbed out of the car with him, almost tripping on the high curb, hugging him as if natural, even the slight pout or rejection long gone.


    "Hmph! I will be number 1!"


    "Oh, no, you are not."


    "Well, I will get the same rank as you!"


    He loved her enthusiasm, but there wouldn''t be another competition because the Empire would change greatly the next year... Avalon would change... A world where fantasy and reality merged...


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    But, right now, with her hand in his, he could forget that...


    Because the future could wait.


    ***


    Sumika was now sitting on his sofa, her legs on the table spread like a man as she never acted like a lady once at ease. The Apartment had 2 spare rooms, so she was sent to share one beside Ikumi.


    Marimo would be sharing a room with Lancelot like Morgana, so it didn''t matter much.


    "Aaaah~ master''s place is so good¡ªthe fridge has so much food and beer hehe~ *burp* Fufu~ master give me a hug... let''s bathe together again."


    "Don''t spill your drink¡ªstop getting crumbs on the sofa!"


    Guinevere was a little strange after coming back and asked if she could take a shower; thankfully, the size of Morgana''s clothes matched her size as she looked at him with a slightly blushing face.


    "Stupid..."


    It wasn''t only Lancelot who could store items from the world as she carried a special ring to store items...


    She set aside something inside after losing the duel before coming to class...


    A racy navy blue set of underwear with frills.


    Meanwhile, the man was sitting on the sofa beside Sumika, complaining about her grandfather and stealing all his beer.


    Still, because her voice was rather melodic and sometimes mixed with her language, it was more like a song in the background as he watched the television to check for major events.


    As a result, he noticed the TV broadcast showing the live news footage of the ''Vampire incident'' the previous night.


    "..."


    There were several large explosions on the roof and wall of a building...


    The footage was shaky, but a small and feminine silhouette could be seen running away.


    Was it a Vampire? It seemed to be the same one reported by the police and the people.


    ''Did it escape?''


    Lancelot couldn''t remember any vampires, maybe it was something irrelevant, but he would try to keep an eye on that figure as it wasn''t just him he needed to protect now.


    ''Well, I doubt she would be stupid enough to attack another vampire with the Vampire Empress... bloodline.''


    He checked his phone and saw a few notifications on the school''s official chat board.


    "..."


    ''Why are there 78 new messages in the chat? How could anyone make a chat this long?'' He thought.


    Opening them, he noticed it was about his and Guinevere''s duel in the day and then an image of the two entering what seemed to have been edited as a hotel while holding each other''s hands...


    ''It looks like those elitist cunts will bother me tomorrow...''

 Chapter 63: Chapter 24: Teasing Arthurs Fiancée [R18]

    While Lancelot was anonymously writing on the chat group, trying to find rumours or anything useful, Sumika began to sway, her heavy eyelids fluttering until they closed.Her upper body fell onto the arm of the chair as she fell to sleep, snoring as he smiled wryly before carrying her to the room like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder¡ªher body smelt like alcohol as she fidgeted on his body.


    ''...She''s such a heavy sleeper...''


    After carrying her into her room, he put her into bed, stroking her soft cheeks and unfastening her clothes¡ªthe sight of her pale breasts was nothing new to him as they bathed together daily, pinching her cherries and enjoying the soft feeling.


    Lancelot left the room, letting her sleep.


    Lancelot loved the smell of her hair and how much she resembled a cuddly cat, but sadly tonight wasn''t the night to bond with Sumika.


    ***


    The television and curtains had been closed when he returned to the living room. At the same time, all the wine and beer bottles were cleaned up; his lips formed a smile as he turned to face the beauty that entered, her body wearing a loose-fitting black lace nightdress, with a blue bra and frilly panties underneath, visible from the dim light from the dim emergency lights.


    She slowly walked towards him, with her hips faintly swaying, her breasts pushed up by the sexy bra as she pushed them together to amplify her cleavage while seductively licking her lips. "Hello there, my handsome knight. This lady doth wonder what she has done to deserve such a gorgeous man?"


    Lancelot gulped at her figure, making him want to run his hands over her breasts and rip her clothes off, but he somehow resisted.


    "I don''t know why you''re asking me this question when your panties are visible from under that dress." He said, a smirk forming on her lips as she quickly pulled it up and turned around, her ass peeking out from the black fabric.


    She then bent over, her soft buttocks now in full view, as a thin black fabric covered her soft mound; Lancelot could feel his pants becoming tighter as he stepped forward, placing both of his palms on her smooth, creamy ass cheeks, giving them a soft squeeze, which made her jump as she yelped.


    "Ah!" She blushed but remained standing, waiting for him to say something as his hands rubbed her soft, large buns.


    "You know how to greet a man." He smirked, pulling her black panties down to expose her moist lips, which were slightly puffy and swollen as a trickle of juices dripped from her entrance, clinging to her pink petals and clit.


    "Such a cute and alluring little snatch..." He whispered into her ear, her body trembling as she turned around and walked over to the bed, placing two hands on the soft mattress and sticking her ass out, giving him a better view of her thick, creamy thighs as she pulled her dress up, her butt wiggling in the air.


    He licked his lips as he approached, taking off his clothes and placing them next to the bed, his heart racing with excitement; he had been waiting for this day ever since he returned to this time.


    "Do not move, Princess Guinevere; you are my captive for tonight." Lancelot''s voice was deep and fierce as he began to caress her ass, pulling apart her soft, luscious cheeks, as the wet juices smeared along her slit as he pulled them apart to enjoy her asshole puckering sight.


    Guinevere''s legs were trembling, but she somehow managed to remain standing, as her panties were still in his hands; as he spread her cheeks, he was now inches away from her little hole, her petals already exposed.


    "P-Please don''t look at my asshole...!" She begged, feeling her legs buckle as he reached forward, sinking his fingers into her soft ass, pulling her ass into the air, almost lifting her off the ground using his arms alone.


    He licked his lips at her sight, a perfect round and puckered hole, slightly pink, and her inner thighs were now wet with her juices¡ªhe began to feel a fire in his stomach, which only grew the more he touched her.


    She was his captive, and it was time for him to enjoy her.


    Lancelot placed his palm over her warm mound, the warm, slimy juices sticking to his hand as he began to stroke her petals with two fingers, brushing around her clit gently to start, using his spare hand to slap her ass softly, groping her creamy cheeks with a smirk on his face, "The perfect ass and it''s going to be ravished by me, your enemy. How does it feel, Guinevere?"


    "Hahh! S-Such a criminal act; you shall not get away with it¡ªI shall report you to the King!" She said, the fingers slowly moving up and down her slit, sending jolts of pleasure down her spine, now slowly being spread with a sticky sound as he brushed against the inside of her warm hole, his finger smeared with her juices as he slid inside her entrance teasing the soft opening.


    "You say that, but your slutty cunt''s entrance is sucking on my fingers... such a whore." He teased, slowly inserting the first finger, making Guinevere moan loudly, the warm flesh wrapping around his fingers. "Ahh, oh my... such a tight hole..." He said with a devil''s smile.


    He pushed further in, watching her ass bounce as his finger entered her depths¡ªhis finger was soon fully inside her to his knuckle, a wet squelch as her entrance expanded, letting out the sticky love juice and air.


    "Such lewd noises, princess. Why does your cunt make such loud sounds with a single finger? Your ass is even swaying." He slid his finger in and out, hearing her moans echo as his palm struck her plump butt, the juices trickling down her thighs, her breasts swaying with her hips, shaking in ecstasy. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Please! No more, please! You mustn''t-ahh!" She moaned, feeling his second finger enter her depths, stretching her inner walls as she arched her back, feeling the full length of his fingers inside her, stretching her out, his palm now slapping her clit every time he pushed in, her mouth open in an ''O'' shape as the pleasure coursed through her.


    He could see her breasts moving up and down as she panted, her ass bouncing on his fingers as she felt his thumb rubbing her clit, her legs almost giving out, her knees almost buckling as her pussy throbbed, and the warmth of her hole wrapped around his fingers.


    "Please! S-Stop, ah~!" She whimpered, her cheeks flushing bright red as he continued to fuck her with his fingers.


    "Nnn, ah~! N-No more!" She moaned out loud, her thighs trembling, as her body was now on full display, her lips quivering as she looked back at him with her bright blue eyes and panting heavily, her tongue hanging out of her lips with a face full of lust.


    "You''re just a little slut, aren''t you? Just a horny little thing who''s desperate for a cock. Say it; tell me what you want, Guinevere." He demanded, his fingers pounding into her pussy, stretching her out, her juices dripping onto the floor, her juices trickling down his palm.


    "Y-Your fingers, they''re so-ahhhh~! Please, stop them. P-Please, I want your cock!" She begged, her voice pleading with him as his fingers picked up the pace.


    Lancelot''s fingers began to tease her g-spot as she began to climax, curling her toes as she moaned out loud, feeling her body tremble, her legs shaking uncontrollably, and the feeling of being penetrated from the rear sent shivers down her spine.

 Chapter 64: Chapter 25: Deflowering Arthurs Fiancée [R18]

    "Who''s cock do you want, Lady Guinevere the Red Dragon Keeper?" He asked, feeling her warmth tighten around his fingers as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.She screamed as he felt her body tense and the heat that filled his palm¡ªit was such a lovely feeling.


    "It''s you! I-I want your cock!" She screamed out in her cute voice.


    Her hips jerked up and down as she came hard on his fingers, the juices squirting out from her pussy as he slid his fingers out, her clit throbbing as she felt her knees give out¡ªLancelot held her up. Turning her over, her eyes filled with lust and want as he placed her back against the bed and pulled her dress up.


    The blue bra and panties were now soaked and dirty.


    He stared at her body, smiling as it fell to the bed, convulsing¡ªstill, like always, she was a very messy woman who would squirt and spur a tide so easily and then cry about it, but she wanted more and more pleasure.


    Guinevere didn''t even wait as she tore off her bra, pulling her dress over her head and tossing it to the other side of the room, her tight abs still tensing and spasming... "Lancelot... I want Lancelot''s huge cock, his thick meaty rod, to break my hymen... to steal my purity for the second time! Make me cry out your name!"


    Her cheeks were now completely red as she begged, her pussy dripping onto the bed as her hands groped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, her eyes focused on his throbbing erection, her tongue licking her lips as she panted heavily, waiting for him to fuck her.


    He pulled her panties off, discarding them to the floor as she spread her legs wide, her pussy twitching and pulsating in anticipation, the lips spread open as it leaked more love juices, the slit was pink and puffy, with the lips slightly swollen and engorged, she was indeed a filthy and lewd woman, just like the men liked them.


    But she was a very chaste and faithful woman. Thus he wanted to try the play of being the bad knight ravishing her.


    Lancelot''s atmosphere changed as he gently scooped her body into his arms and softly touched her head on the pillow, kissing her cheeks, "My cute Vampire Empress, I will now take your purity... Show your true form and enjoy the bliss of becoming my woman once again." He said.


    Her eyes widened; before she could respond, he bit her neck and began to drink from her blood.


    "Ahh~! N-No... such a criminal act, you-mph!" His lips silenced her protests as he kissed her, sucking on her lip as her body squirmed under his.


    She moaned, her hand grasping his face as she returned his kiss, her tongue entwining with his as her free hand grasped his throbbing member¡ªhe hissed and broke the kiss as he felt her touch him.


    "Witch... you shall pay dearly for touching the king''s knight... You shall be punished." He growled; Guinevere blushed and shook her head, her hand slowly rubbing his dick, "Then punish me, ravish me... I want to feel your warmth inside me... to become your woman for the second time."


    Lancelot didn''t rush.


    Instead, his movements were affectionate, his long rod pressing against her smooth slit, squishing her soft petals with his hard member, "Such a soft and beautiful cunt, I won''t let another man touch you... nor will you leave my side ever again." His voice carried feelings of the loss from his last life and his current desire and passion.


    Guinevere answered his affection with a gleeful smile, her hair slowly becoming silvery white shimmering in the dark room, while her red eyes began to shine with a ruby light with a more elegant look as she hugged him tightly.


    "I would never leave you... My beloved Lancelot... I want to be with you forever." She said, her pussy now hot and wet, her lips begging for him to fill her; he placed the tip at her entrance, her back arching and her toes curling as her hips thrust upwards.


    He smiled and pressed his lips to her, "As you wish, my Lady... now scream my name." He said, thrusting into her tight, warm tunnel, feeling the slight resistance as the walls pushed back against his cock.


    Her inner walls stretched and contracted, gripping his cock tightly as she let out a yelp, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, her toes curling. Her eyes rolled up, she arched her back, and her legs spread wider.


    The first thing he noticed was her hymen; it was still intact, the small barrier between her and her virginity; he knew he shouldn''t, but he had to do it¡ªhe had to break the barrier... for the second time, he would make her his, he would claim her heart.


    Lancelot didn''t relent¡ªhe continued to push into her, her eyes opening and looking at him, "My king..." She whispered, her body shivering and tensing, her lips open wide as she felt something thick and hard rip through her hymen. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She tightly closed her eyes, feeling her insides expand like never before; his cock was large in the past life... but now it was monstrous like his becoming a demon was changing him into a more devilish and woman-killing existence as she let out a soft whimper feeling the tip of his cock press against her cervix, even though it wasn''t even two thirds inside!


    "I love you, Lancelot Du Lac... My only love... my everything... my knight... My King! I will be your everything in this life, too; you shall never be lonely." She said, her grip on the bed sheet tightening, the tears flowing from her eyes, but they weren''t from pain or sadness; they were tears of joy from love, a pure and happy emotion.


    She planned to avoid him in this life, not wanting to see that moment when he lost everything again... Only to protect him from the shadows... "Ahh... Mmmn... it''s strange... ha....


    being a virgin again.... haha..... Nnnnnm.... it stings.....but feels so good!"


    Her words made him smile; her smile was so sweet, so innocent, just like the Guinevere he fell in love with, the pure soul who loved him with all her heart.


    "I''ll try to be gentle and not move, but don''t worry, I''ll take care of you... I''ll love you." He said, pulling his cock out and letting a moan escape his lips¡ªshe felt so damn good, so tight and warm, the feeling of her soft, wet walls clamping down on him, milking him.


    He slowly thrust back into her, changing his angle to lessen the pain, watching her eyes roll up and her back arch, her hips bucking as she let out a high-pitched squeal, her pussy tightening around his cock, "Aaaahhhhhn~! S-So full~!"


    "That''s it, keep moving... let the pain disappear and enjoy me." He said.


    Slowly, he began to fuck her, in and out, the sloppy noises filling the room as the smell of their sex filled the room, her juices coating his rod while splashing out as her hips bucked up to meet his thrusts, her pussy greedily swallowing his cock.


    She didn''t say anything; her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her eyes clouded and fogged over, her body jerking up and down with each thrust, her hands trying to reach him, only to miss him and fall back onto the bed.


    Her eyes rolled up, and she convulsed, her whole body tightening up as she finally hit her first climax, her legs wrapped around his waist as she held him close, his arms wrapping around her as he kept thrusting in and out of her, his speed increasing with each thrust, he was nearing his limit, her insides felt like a furnace, her pussy sucking him in, the sloshing sounds getting louder and faster, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust.


    Her breathing became heavy, her chest heaving, her eyes still unfocused, her eyes rolled back, her whole body twitching and shaking, "L-Lancelot! I-I can''t hold on! I-I''m going to cum ag-g-gaaaaannhh!"


    Her back arched, her legs tightening around him as she let out a shrill scream, her pussy gripping his cock so tightly it almost hurt¡ªhe felt her juices squirt out from her pussy.


    The juices sprayed his legs¡ªit was an erotic sight, he looked down, and her eyes were filled with bliss, her face filled with happiness, her cheeks a bright red.


    "Aaaahhhhhnnnnn! I love you~! I love you so much, my king~!" She moaned, her eyes locking with his as her arms reached for him, wrapping them around him tightly; he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, her body still bucking, her pussy still gripping him tightly.


    "I love you too, my lady... my Empress... My Guinevere." He said, his voice low as he thrust into her, his hips moving at a breakneck pace¡ªher honey flooding from her entrance.


    The sound of the sloshing water echoing in the room as he felt her orgasm hit her again and again. She cried continuously¡ªher screams filled the room, the pleasure making her mind blank and the pain no longer existing.


    Lancelot was happy to enjoy the perks of his demonic race, his juices making the female''s insides more sensitive and soothing their pain from being expanded and fucked with his full length.


    "Lady Guinevere, you''re mine... I''ll take care of you, I''ll keep you safe, I''ll make sure you''ll never want for anything, I''ll give you the world, and you will always be mine." He said, her eyes focusing on him, her smile a genuine and sweet one, the words bringing tears to her eyes.


    "I love you, Lancelot! I''ll never leave you, no matter what, I''ll always be yours... aaahhhh~! So close! Please, my king, fuck me, ravish me, fill me with your seed~! Cum inside me!" She pleaded, her eyes locking with his as his hands tightened around her wrist; she screamed, her body arching off the bed as he slammed into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls spasming as he came.


    She felt it, his thick, hot, gooey semen pouring into her womb, filling her up as she let out a high-pitched screech, her back arching as her whole body convulsed, her pussy milking him, her insides sucking him in, their moans and groans of pleasure filling the room, until she fell on the bed, her pussy tightening and relaxing, the heat from her pussy making her toes curl.


    "Huff... Huff..." He panted, his hands moving to her body, his fingers slowly tracing her skin, her lips puckered and waiting, her tongue slowly darting out as she moved her head closer; he obliged and gave her a sweet kiss, his tongue dominating her, the kiss lasting for several minutes.


    He felt his rash self stupid and began to unlock her bindings as his vassal, only keeping the troop commands for during battle to help organisation between the two.


    Now their bond changed to that of a Consort and her King.


    "I now set thee free of all the binds and restrictions." A glow of silver light flashed before Guinevere felt her body become light, no longer restricted to being his vassal; rather, she had surpassed that and became his consort.


    Now she was free to act as she pleased, and only during combat would his orders take priority.


    Because she was mad, she bit his neck until he gasped in pain, tasting his sweet blood, enjoying the smooth texture as her red tongue lapped it up.


    "Fufu~ now I can beat you back!"


    Burning with more passion than ever, their bodies were sweaty, limbs entangled, and their heartbeats slowly returned to normal, "I''ll always be with you, no matter what happens. You will never be alone. Not again!" She said, her arms moving around his back as she could feel his seed oozing out of her and his thick cum leaking.


    Lancelot kissed her, his lips lingering on hers, their foreheads touching, her breath tickling his nose, their noses rubbing together, "Haha, I am glad I made that bet." He said, his lips pecking her forehead, his hands moving down her back, her eyes looking at him, her smile growing even wider.


    "You''re hard again~ hehe~ are you going to keep going?" Guinevere teased him, kissing his neck, her fangs brushing his flesh before slowly sinking into his flesh.


    He grunted, feeling the blood being sucked out from his body, her hands grasping his ass tightly as her lips continued to suck, her tongue moving around his neck, licking and teasing the flesh.


    "I plan to ravish you until you beg for forgiveness, my Lady." He said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back. Guinevere moaned, feeling his cock rub against her slit, making her toes curl.


    His hands moved to her shoulders and pinned her down as he kissed her, her hands moving to his back, digging her nails into his flesh as her back arched.


    She was ready and willing to be his; she would be his forever, no matter what; even if he were a demon, a monster, a villain, she would stay by his side.


    "Ahn~ Lancelot~!" She moaned out, her eyes locked on his as he moved, his cock pressing against her clit before he thrust inside her, her walls squeezing him, her legs moving to wrap around him.


    "I love you, Lancelot. I love you more than anything; you''re the only person I will ever love."


    The sounds of the bed slamming against the wall began to fill the apartment as her cries of pleasure and pain echoed through the entire place¡ªa dizzy Sumika was sitting on the sofa, playing with her phone as she looked wistful, sometimes looking towards the door as she heard the slut Guinevere crying out "Cum inside me~ fill me again with you thick sperm!"


    Sumika''s face suddenly looked fine, no longer intoxicated, as she leaned back, kicking her feet.... a picture of Lancelot naked.... several pictures both naked and when he was fighting or training... "Stupid Lancelot... fucking that princess when I said you were mine first."


    "Hmph... I will spread your dick pics on the secret message board!"

 Chapter 65: Chapter 26: The Teacher Saw My Nudes! [1]

    [Lord Barrat POV]In one of the noble dorms, a young man with a decent face and blonde hair was sitting on his imported red sofa¡ªbeside him was his Fianc¨¦e Laura, who finally got permission from her father to stay over.


    Thankfully they had a more lax household and grew up together¡ªtheir wedding was planned for the coming winter, so it wasn''t an issue.


    He looked at the face of his cute brunette lover and saw her little face was bright red while looking at her phone, the curly hair dangling to hide the screen just out of his sight.


    She seemed to whisper, "Oh my god!? Do they grow that big!! Lancelot''s spear is huge..."


    "Why do you look so embarrassed? Did you open some porn by accident?"


    Edward Barret was a noble from the north of the empire, a mere baron whose family earned the title by fighting countless wars to protect the empire in Avalon and the world.


    ''Is she cheating? What is huge... Lancelot?''


    His heart throbbed rapidly before he snatched the phone, only for some meat spe... no, a meat lance! Popped up in his face, the naked Lancelot was fully erect and seemed to be bathing. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "W-What the hell, Laura!?"


    "No... It''s not what you think; Claire posted it to us. The image is on the school''s hidden and main forum... Posted by [Eastern Justice!] there are more than 10... all from his dormant to the.."


    "Okay... I don''t like my future wife talking about other men''s cock... Especially when it''s so fucking big... damn, is it not edited?"


    ".... There''s a video...."


    "!!!"


    "You! Get to my room and get naked!" Edward ordered his cute fianc¨¦e, who giggled as she rushed to their shared room. It was exciting to see a huge one, but she loved Edward, so that''s where it ended.


    An admiration of a handsome man with a large cock! Maybe she would remember it a few times when older and be tempted when their marriage became a little stale.


    "My newest friend, why are you such a handful... don''t be stealing my wife when we''re going to be best buddies..."


    While Lord Barret opened his phone, dialling a strange number that answered after only 1 ring.


    "Delete the posts, make sure Lancelot''s identity and rumours are crushed. He will be my ally in the coming competitions, and I don''t want him to suffer because of this."


    "Understood, Young Lord!"


    The man on the phone instantly closed it seeming to be a very hard-working servant.


    Edward looked out the window with a smile, ''He won''t even know who cleared the rumours of him and Guinevere going to a hotel... Let''s hope he is willing to become friends.''


    Then turning off the TV, he walked towards the bedroom, slowly stripping; his fianc¨¦e would be punished for seeing another man naked tonight!


    [Edward Barret POV end]


    ***


    The sun had arisen some time ago while the pair enjoyed a morning romp, and since last night, Guinevere had become like a clingy cat and wouldn''t let him go.


    Both woke up a little horny despite their sore parts¡ªthus, 2 hours later, it was almost time to leave, yet they were still shaking the bed.


    [My darling~ I want to see you~ please stop having sex!]


    A sad voice of the most lovely demon queen sounded before she popped her face out of nowhere, pouting as Lancelot finished inside Guinevere for the last time.


    "Phew.... haa.....ha... it''s time to wash and go to the academy..."


    "Haa....wait....give... me 2 hours... I can''t even walk... Damn, beast!"


    "Can you two not flirt while I am here... Darling is my man¡ªI''m only lending him to you!" Morgana said with a seductive voice as she hugged the back of Lancelot and began to kiss his neck, flapping her wings as they entered the shower.


    Guinevere tried to follow, but Morgana slapped the door shut with her tail, shaking her ass in Guin''s face with a cackle.


    ***


    40 minutes later, the pair came out of the shower all clean and fresh, while Morgana seemed to be drinking something down, her cheeks bulging as she floated happily around Lancelot, dripping water all over the floor.


    "I made some toast and eggs since it was so late; here''s some juice. Stop flirting with her! You only took my virginity last night. Give me more affection!"


    [Is this hussy copying me? Does shy vie for this Queen''s seat!? Tell her, Lancelot! Tell her who is your Queen!]


    Like this, they spent a loud but fun breakfast, with Guin on his left and Morgana hanging from his back, while quietly Sumika, with a shy face, sat on his left.


    It seemed she and Guinevere were chatting about something in private, but Lancelot didn''t pry; he only noticed the sofa had been cleaned...


    *Ring-Ring*


    Sebastian''s number came up as he was putting on his black blazer, fully dressed and looking handsome and smart, while the girls were followed, all three of them wearing the female''s uniform, even Morgnana, but...


    ''Why is your Vagina on the show... I can see your pubic hair....''


    [Fufu~ but you got turned on, right? How about I teach you about men and women instead of being a Lord today?]


    He turned away, about to answer the call, when he looked back. She was now back to normal...


    A sexy black set of panties and stockings with her hair straight like an older sister cosplay... It was very attractive.


    ''You look really good as a prim and proper older sister...''


    [Oh my~ how about I seduce you with my slutty older sister, who pretends to be neat and chaste just to get her little brother''s cock! Fufu~]


    ''....''


    *Click*


    Ignoring the succubus and her perverted antics, he answered the call and opened the door to the lift, also noticing a message from a strange number, but the name tag was [Edward Barret], so he might choose to answer it later.


    "Good morning Lord Lancelot; I have two things to mention." Sebastian''s voice was rather serious and slightly different from normal, most likely related to Guinevere being here overnight... But what was done couldn''t be taken back.


    "First, I will pick you up today for the second reason, so please head downstairs within 10 minutes to avoid being late."


    "Understood, the second?"


    There was a moment of silence as the lift began to move, with Sumika and Morgana bickering before they seemed to make some alliance...


    Lancelot could only watch as Sumika showed her phone to the demon queen then the two shook hands... ''Strange... what are they doing.''


    [Nothing... Don''t ask¡ªprying on a lady''s secrets is rude!]


    ''A lady... you are...''


    [Hmph! Don''t forget who just swallowed 2 million..]


    ''Okay, okay!'' Lancelot gave up and admitted defeat.


    "Second... There seem to have been certain images posted of you last night on the school''s message board. So there might be some slight annoyances today¡ªplease forgive the academy for not protecting your identity better!"


    He had a hunch, but instead of making guesses, he just asked outright, thinking that Sebastian would tell him. "It was just me in the pictures, right, not Guinevere or Sumika?"


    "Ah...no, no... it''s just you, and the voice of Lady Sumika does appear in one of the videos."


    ''That damn perverted kunoichi taking photos and videos! What was that about deleting them or for her personal use!''


    [M-Master... she was angry and said it was because you spent all night fucking another girl when she became yours first... I would be angry too!]


    ''...''


    ''Since it''s only me, I don''t mind... Tell her to be careful in future, or I''ll never touch her.''


    ''Or you again.''


    [Yes, MY KING!]


    "That''s fine since we have that kind of relationship."


    Sebastian swallowed loudly before he answered, "Okay.. wait... Lady Guinevere is with you... and all night? Did you..."


    "Ah, I broke her chastity."


    "..."


    There were no more words¡ªhe likely needed to call Merlin before the realm suffered an explosive uprising.


    The princess had been deflowered by a fallen noble... Oh, how amusing! Lancelot smirked, his sharp teeth showing as the lift slowly moved down.


    Lancelot was secretly happy his naked pictures were leaked¡ªnot only would the rumour of him spending the night with the princess spread, but the size of his member too...


    Imagine how much that would hit the average-sized Arthur. The damn elitist and overconfident prick would be raging for sure!


    ''Haha... the best morning in a while.''


    {Master! Ikumi just woke up! She ate carrot and meat soup for breakfast! But Master sounds happy!}


    {Ikumi... stop jumping at the dining table... Master, good morning! Marimo is happy to say she has recovered and returned to Camelot with 10 Sherwood elves, while 20 of our Hares went to Mistress Guinevere''s camp!}


    ''Trust my Marimo to be so organised even before breakfast ends...''


    He was happy at the development of his cute Vice-Captain and planned to make her a full captain when he got the chance...


    In reality, she was worthy of the second commander spot he would unlock at level 25, but sadly, he would summon one using the ritual or look for a flying/mounted unit for that.


    ''Keep thinking about your reward! Have a great day, and see you in 10 hours.''


    [My dear husband, the current troops are great in number after a critical proc]


    [100 Frost Hares (20 With Guin''s Base)]


    [16 Sanguine Succubi (4 With Guin''s Base)]


    [2 Heroes]


    [1 Vice Captain]


    [1 Captain]


    [And me, your sexy wife as commander!]


    [Your Allied troops are 30 Half-Elf Sherwood Archers and 1 fat red lizard]


    ''Good work, all of you. Keep up the hard work, and I''ll reward all three of you.''


    Closing his mind and focusing on reality, Lancelot walked towards the car of Sebastian, who looked a little stressed as he opened the door for Lady Sumika and Guinevere first.


    Morgana was invisible, so Lancelot got in the back on his own since Sebastian looked awkward... seeing Guinevere holding onto Lancelot so affectionately...


    ''Ah... bring on the tough times... I love drama.''

 Chapter 66: Chapter 27: The Teacher Saw My Nudes! [2]

    When Lancelot arrived at the academy, Guinevere didn''t move away or change her actions. She wrapped herself around his arm, with Sumika taking the other as if making their statements and choice clear.Many students had no idea about the imageboard or the duel before last night.


    However, because there were many vested interests in the union of Arthur and the Princess, many people had begun to make it known, painting Lancelot as a fallen noble bastard who forced the Princess into his bed. At the same time, they conveyed Guinevere and Arthur as fated lovers who were separated because of this demon.


    Then...


    His cock picture surfaced... and the sad fate of Arthur, the green knight, began to form; the first post was created by a trumpet account made by Edward Barret, and then his many followers and allies seemed to sense the change of the tide, no longer hating on Lancelot for making their idol a cuckold.


    Now they began to celebrate and enjoy the situation.


    "Are you alright, Guinevere? Today will be harsh on you. I hope you come to me if you need anything." When Lancelot spoke, her lips curved into a sweet smile before she instantly replied, "I''m not leaving your side, even if you need to pee. It''s nothing I haven''t seen or kissed before."


    ''Was she always this stalwart and strong-minded...''


    Then on his opposite side, a small hand pinched his forearm¡ªlooking down, the beautiful eastern Princess looked jealous with a pout, peering at him with her almond eyes. "I... It''s my fault..." Before she could say sorry, Lancelot lifted his arm, the light girl so easy to left, their faces were almost level.


    "Do not apologise, your actions might cause me trouble in the short term, but you have solved something that might have taken months, maybe years, without your little jealous head." Leaning closer, his lips pecked her earlobe, causing the Princess to snort, swinging on his arm like a little monkey.


    Her body froze when she heard his whisper, "I''ll be spanking you next time we bathe together, be prepared to beg for mercy. Little Kunoichi."


    "D-Demon." She turned her face away from him, looking up and smiling at the crowd with him, but her actions were just a little too cute, and he could never stay mad at her.


    ***


    The news about ''The Sword Demon'' and the ''Wronged Princess'' spread rapidly, as many people spoke quietly behind their backs, whispers of support or insult. Calling them traitors, a slut, or a filthy low-born man who didn''t know his place. Many words flowed, yet the trio maintained their love-love flirting atmosphere causing their anger to flow into the drain like wastewater.


    Lancelot and the two fairies entered the classroom, instantly noticing that his desk had been littered with trash and words, insulting everything from his family to his swordsmanship, however...


    A small group of three people were cleaning it slowly, a handsome blonde who Lancelot remembered as Edward Barret and one of the women was his fianc¨¦e and beloved girlfriend... ''I am sure they were married in the second year, despite the world falling apart...


    A truly beautiful love story.'' He thought, then gave a thankful smile, before letting the two girls leave for their desks, instantly surrounded by their friends and the mobs wanting to earwig for information.


    "Thank you very much, Miss Brahmen, Sir Barret." Lancelot always returned good faith, with double in return, while the third person was a stranger that even Lancelot didn''t know well... No... She was familiar.


    He gave a smile to the short girl; she was barely up to his chest, her long ice-blue hair dancing around her body like magic was holding each strand away from her and the floor, keeping it pristine and glossy¡ªher blue eyes were filled with a star-shaped pupil, with small flickering white orbs like magic fluttering from them.


    "Maria Lovell, the fairy of ice and grace. I am pleased to meet the 10th Rank again; your ice magic and the lovely Fairy Queen were superb."


    The cute girl showed a shocked face, not expecting him to remember her, as she blushed slightly, but still, as a noble lady, a daughter of an Earl, she gave a polite bow, closing her little mouth.


    "The pleasure is mine, Sir Lancelot, master of the passionate sword dance!"


    In her excitement, her short stack body hopped off the ground¡ªfor such a short girl, the size of her figure was outrageously erotic¡ªshe was the opposite of Meru, who was a bit modest... Not that an incubus would mind a huge pair of mounds swaying and bouncing to greet him.


    "I hope we can meet again in private, Fairy Lovell." Lancelot didn''t realise it, but when speaking to single females, he began to speak more flirtatiously, his eyes shining slightly as if guiding the conversation with their soothing and relaxing power.


    However, when speaking with Laura, he didn''t seem to act this way, which caused Edward to nod, noticing the polite subtleties of the man named Lancelot du Lac.


    The quartet exchanged their contact details and pleasantries, but as the three left him, Edward tapped the shoulder of Lancelot twice, "Do not worry, brother. I am supporting you all the way! Let''s grab a bite to eat sometime. Haha, nice cock, by the way. No homo."


    *Slam!*


    Suddenly the door was opened with a loud sound, causing all the students to look up and see the woman standing at the door¡ªher face looked puffy, eyes were bloodshot with black bags underneath them.


    It was the beauty teacher Evaine!


    However, last night''s drama had kept her awake all night! As her eyes scowled at Guinevere and Sumika, joking and laughing with friends.


    Then finally, looking at Lancelot with a strange look, avoiding his eyes as she watched his body up and down before slamming her black datapad on the marble desk with a loud sound and pointing towards him.


    "Lancelot du Lac! You come with me right now!"


    The woman had an amazing set of tits and a great ass, but the angry look on her face made the demon fear for his life.


    Just kidding, he was aroused by her cute pout and lovely warm eyes.


    This is what she looked like when he had done something wrong...


    No... he could feel a sense of nostalgia, only able to smile, before strutting away from his desk, walking towards the door, and looking back.


    "My dear beautiful teacher, would you kindly enlighten me on where we shall go together?"


    The words were like an icebreaker, causing the woman to freeze briefly before looking away, but then...


    "Don''t call me beautiful¡ªI hate it."


    "Very well, Madam Evaine, then where are we going?"


    "Not here."


    "As you wish."


    Evaine couldn''t deal with him well; the handsome looks, his damn silver tongue and the way he didn''t treat her like a teacher but a woman¡ªno matter how strict or angry she acted, the damn little scoundrel would have a comeback.


    She hated that her heart raced whenever he called her beautiful or gazed into her eyes with that damn faint smile!


    ***


    Walking down the corridor, the crowd made space for the couple; the atmosphere was not quite uncomfortable, but for Lancelot, he felt great; sometimes, he would reach out to grasp the hand of Evaine, who, after the first violent refusal, suddenly stopped, their hands stroking each other for a few moments.


    Only stopping when another student or teacher came close, Lancelot and Evaine came to a small private office; she unlocked the door with her private key before ushering him inside a small rustic room with a coffee machine, comfy sofa and wooden table with a laptop and lots of files on it.


    ''This is a cosy room...'' He thought as she walked inside before locking the door with a loud *click*


    However, she wasn''t prepared, as Lancelot pushed her against the wall, his hand over her shoulder, looking down at her slightly trembling body.


    "My dear teacher, why would you lock the door when entering a private room with a young male student? Are you perhaps looking to sample the live show of that image you enjoyed last night?" Leaning closer, he whispered into her ear. "Three months, don''t forget your promise and our bet."


    The moment he finished speaking, feeling he went a bit too far for her comfort, he stepped back with a cheeky smile¡ªknowing how she would react and the way to deflect her was something he learned while living together as he sat on the comfy leather sofa with a bounce before looking up at her with his ''innocent'' eyes that screamed he didn''t do anything.


    "..."


    "Lanc..."


    "Damn it!" Evaine stomped her foot, seeing him smile and blow a kiss each time she was going to speak. Why.... why could he always affect her so badly!


    Giving up clashing with him, she chose another way, sitting at her desk with a huff, her black jacket slipping off, revealing her wonderful curves as they threatened to pop from her shirt, but she ignored his smirk and damn smug gaze. "About the images and spending the night with Princess Guinevere..."


    Lancelot tilted his head before answering honestly, "The image is real, and we spent all night having sex. Anything else?"


    "!!!"


    Once again, his words were beyond her comprehension. How did he speak so honestly, not even showing shame or worry?


    She is the Princess!? A princess engaged to another man, and he dicked her with his damn meat club!?


    "A-All night..." She muttered, always reading that men would be exhausted after one round... tapping her pen as she thought back to that amazingly huge... No... Her shaking her head, she looked at him with a sharp look.


    "Lancelot du Lac... You know that her fiance attends this academy and is very popular with the emperor and nobles... Life will be harsh due to the academy''s policy of non-interference as long as it''s not death..." The words were filled with concern; despite his teasing, it showed Evaine''s calibre as a teacher.


    Thus Lancelot stopped playing, looking at her sincerely, "Thank you very much for caring. But I understood the situation when I took her virginity. I will face and crush them under my feet as stepping stones." S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She smiled, looking at him with a normal boy''s face, before feeling the need to bring it up, "You know that bet... If you can''t make it..."


    "I will defeat you in 3 months and make you my second wife." His face wasn''t the usual flirting nor playing around¡ªshe could feel the intense stare in his eyes, and his words were ludicrous.


    What kind of man passionately asks someone to be his second wife...


    But...


    For a moment, she was taken aback... "Then I won''t hold back and will beat you onto the right path. Student Lancelot!" She tossed a small piece of black paper to him, then looked at her laptop with a slightly red face. "Take it!"


    "It''s my private contact details... only call if there''s a real issue... if they go too far, or you need help... Don''t call it for dates or to send me lewd images!"

 Chapter 67: Chapter 28: A Lifetime Apart, Youre Still A Smug Prick!

    Lancelot slowly walked back to the classroom after she scolded him and said to return to class.''Hmmm, it seems she''s quite the soft woman at heart.''


    Her sentiment was enough for him as he added her number to his phone under the title [Teacher Wife] before heading in the opposite direction of the classroom.


    "Oh, to be so popular."


    Because three people were following him, two were hidden in the shadows while the last one was following without trying to hide his presence, the usual arrogant and confident smile on his face shimmering from the reflection in the glass.


    He didn''t waste time looking for help or telling anyone. That was stupid, and Lancelot wasn''t a bitch¡ªhe walked straight for the duelling field.


    ''Let''s see...''


    A smile came to Lancelot''s face as he picked up the pace, loosening the buttons around his neck and chest before placing both hands in his pockets.


    ''Vellan.''


    ''Lusia.''


    {{Master?!}}


    {Brother! Finally, you called!}


    ''Do you both want to play and fight against an arrogant knight and his dumb commander?''


    [Lancelot!? Why do you not call for me... Am I old news... are you already bored of me... This Queen is still nice and tight...]


    Morgana''s soft, crying voice almost made his determination to fight the three of them completely vanish as he had to hop onto the stone wall surrounding the garden to avoid tripping on some gravel.


    ''Morgana... Don''t be stupid!''


    {{Ah! The old woman is trying to steal our time!}}


    {Grandmother, please step aside!}


    The two Succubus Heroes were more brave than a dragon¡ªcalling their cousin an old woman was something EVEN Lancelot didn''t dare to do. Morgana was a demon born near the birth of Avalon...


    A very old existence.


    Yet when she introduced herself, she claimed she was 18!


    [...]


    In that silent breath, Lancelot could feel the tragedy that was the fate of these two succubi once they were done helping him tonight. Part of him even wanted them to get beaten by the enemy''s troops so that Morgana would forgive them... How tragic.


    Lancelot didn''t take long to arrive at the duelling grounds while jogging at half pace to reach the furthest stage from the teacher''s lounge. Instead, it was a nice warmup as his sword slipped into his grasp with the elegant flick of his wrist before he hopped onto the arena and turned around calmly.


    "Oh, if it isn''t the smug cuckold, Arthur Pendragon."


    His voice had a tone of mockery and pure challenge as Lancelot held the Gale sword towards Arthur in his second-year Elite uniform and his golden sheath tied to his waist.


    "..."


    "How dare you, wretch! Nothing more than a filthy broken fallen noble!" Screamed a feminine voice.


    A brunette woman in a black skirt lunged from the shadows, her blue eyes filled with hatred. She was quite familiar to Lancelot. It was not... The two women were Guinevere''s maids before he beat them on the first day he met.


    ''Ah... My hunch was right. Those two traitors were Arthur''s watchdogs.'' S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her hand held a thin silver sword as she thrust forward, aiming for his throat, while the blonde maid behind her pulled out a sabre from behind her back.


    A sigh escaped his lips as Lancelot easily sidestepped Guinevere''s maid and grabbed the silver blade between his fingers before gripping the hilt, twisting the sword out of her hand. His knee smashed into her face in a single movement, cracking her jaw and rattling her brain as she stumbled forward.


    "That isn''t how you end someone''s life since you attacked me on the duelling stand... Farewell."


    *Slash*


    Lancelot''s sword sliced into the back of Guinevere''s maid''s neck, severing her spine and nicking her artery before pulling back. Blood dripped from the flat of his blade as the maid fell to the ground.


    "Aaaah... You little wretch! How dare you kill my sister!" Using a sabre, the blonde maid lunged forward while Arthur stood silently, his hands at his waist.


    Lancelot could feel her murderous aura, so he kicked off the ground with his left foot to hop back as she slashed. He flipped around the blade, kicking her in the arm and slapping her across the face with the flat blade as she dropped her sword.


    "..."


    His kick shattered her arm while he slapped her cheek with the blade, making her bite down on her lip and cheek. Lancelot looked at her, blood oozing from her lips, a fierce glare in her eyes, "Did you think you were anything more than a dog in his eyes? Now, on your way."


    Lancelot grabbed her by her throat, gripping her windpipe with his idle hand, watching as her face turned pale as she struggled to breathe.


    "Ah¡ªgah! How dare¡ªgah!"


    Lancelot grabbed his Gale Sword and plunged it into the woman''s stomach, ignoring her pleas for mercy and using all his strength to twist and turn the blade around as her innards spilt out.


    "This is your punishment for plotting against me... Hm? I''ll let you die with your dignity and your pride."


    Lancelot pulled her to her feet and gripped her broken arm tightly before twisting her around and pushing her forward. He pushed her into her sister, and the two women collapsed into each other as they shared the same fate.


    Slowly like he hadn''t taken their lives or felt their Ether being absorbed by his demonic blood, he wiped their blood off his sword with some cloth. Now looking at the cold gaze of Arthur with a smirk. ''To think, in the past life, I admired this guy and thought his cool smile was cool.''


    The two handsome males looked at each other in silence, one tall with a calm face, blonde hair and blue eyes, his eyes clear without a sense of disturbance. While the other was extremely handsome, with a wild look as his silver hair was swept backwards, flopping over to one side, revealing his slightly pointed ears and beautiful grey eyes like a wolf staring at its prey.


    Both stood in silence with a calm expression until Arthur smiled at Lancelot, "I see... you did that knowing who I am and still did not stop?"


    Lancelot straightened himself, taking a calm pose with his sword. "Ah, you are Arthur Pendragon, a man with an inflated ego and confidence beyond the stars themselves."


    Lancelot''s lips curved into a smile as he gripped his Gale Sword tighter, "A man with too much pride for his good. I will not lose... Unlike you, a cuckold who thinks nothing of betraying his empire for a small benefit. I will not lose... A man without morals, ethics, and honour."


    Arthur''s expression slowly shifted, becoming a fierce and grim glare; as he pulled out his Excalibur from his sheath, a low roar and rumble spread through the air as it even caused the Gale Sword to tremble momentarily. "How dare you insult my honour! A man like you is worth nothing!"


    ''I guess he was waiting for the teachers to show up. Ah, that is... a legendary weapon. I can see why Everyone has so much respect for it.''


    He could feel a lot of magic energy radiating off the weapon, the power of his family''s blood, the sword of kingship... but this sword was not worthy of his kingship.


    "Let''s not drag this out. COME, LUSIA, VELLAN! HEROES OF THE SUCCUBUS RACE!"


    Lancelot summoning his troops caused the duel area to close off instantly. At the same time, Arthur''s eyes widened¡ªhis commander was known to be brutal, powerful and able to dominate even a dragon with its might. ''I cannot kill him, nor hope to crush him at this stage... But I have no time to wait for the teachers to arrive.''


    A smirk came over Lancelot''s face as he watched the Gale Sword shatter and turn to dust.


    "Do you believe in fairytales and legends? For even if I fight you, Arthur, I will not lose! I will take your power and everything you have and make you regret your actions!"


    "Guinevere was just the first step."


    Two bursts of magic appeared beside him, one purple and the other blue, as his two cute Succubus Heroes appeared with a flash of seductive and demonic energy.


    "You... Lancelot, was it? I will remember you. Try not to die from my blade, for nothing can stand against Excalibur, even the Sword Demon himself."


    {Master~ why is this man so smug? Should Sia beat him for you?}


    The lovely fair-skinned succubus wrapped around his shoulder, her long, serpentine tongue sliding over Lancelot''s face leaving a wet sticky trail that emanated a pink ether.


    {Brother~ shall I chop it off?}


    Vel''s beautiful blue skin pressed against his left hand, pushing his sword and fingers between her ample breasts, a sticky blue lubricant shining radiantly and trickling down his arm.


    ''Girls, we cannot beat him unless we hold nothing back, and this is just a greeting¡ªa way to increase my prestige in the eyes of the academy. Don''t let him trick you; that sword can even kill Commanders permanently.''


    "Let''s have a nice dance, girls."

 Chapter 68: Chapter 29: The Difference Between Genius And Hero

    A vibration pulsed from the feet of Lancelot before the surrounding Ether was devoured into his body, the earth trembling before his dark transformation, with even Excalibur''s golden light being eaten.This caused Arthur''s face to show a change, now more serious as he tried to attack, but a powerful storm of pure Ether blew him back to the edge, his feet dragging through the stone floor with deep ditches on either side.


    As his body transformed, the twin demons became a strange ethereal stream of particles, one blue and the other black. His body grew slightly taller, with a strange flame swirling around his feet as he absorbed Ether more and more.


    His eyes began to glow a brilliant silver before the small pupil split apart, forming a slit along the middle and spreading apart to become a cross with four stars forming in the gaps.


    Like an elegant dancer on a frozen lake¡ªblood started swirling from a small cut on his right wrist.


    A great amount of blood enveloped his body as it coated over strange black, jagged dragon scales that covered his entire body, burning with a dark flame.


    *Swish*


    In his right hand, a beautiful black sword with a slight curve with an eastern style, the blade 85cm long and almost three fingers thick, slicing through the air with a deadly sharpness and light movements.


    ''Lusia... a beautiful woman and an exquisite sword.'' {Ah... Master!?}


    Her voice was more coy and shy as the sword gently vibrated in his hand, dancing along with his movements, while the left sword was a blue, heavy blade with 8 large rings, a different type of sword... but also eastern of descent.


    The eight-ringed broadsword on with a slight curve and brutal chopping and slashing power.


    ''Vellan, a fierce and lovely woman and your sword is wild.'' {Brother~ you''re making me wet}


    *Bang!*


    Lancelot attacked Arthur with no words or stupid one-liners as his foot kicked off the floor, cracking the stones.


    His face was covered with a red and black Visor hybrid, only revealing his mouth filled with sharp teeth and a monstrous beauty. The visor changed his eyes, black sclera, and a golden iris with black cross pupils with stars peeking through the visor.


    "What nonsense!" Arthur muttered as he slashed across the air, Excalibur''s golden wave splitting the air.


    But Lancelot disappeared like a blur before reappearing within Arthur''s reach; Excalibur stopped in mid-air while his two swords struck forward, drawing a cross in mid-air with a *Zhengg~!*


    Arthur had a bitter look in his eyes, taking a step backwards and jumping backwards as a wall was blown down.


    *Zhengg Zhenng Zhenng Zhenng Zhenzz-swosh~!*


    His swords created arcs of dark Ether slashes, striking Excalibur before slashing along with Arthur''s defensive moves, forcing him backwards as Lancelot''s movements were fast, elegant, and destructive!


    Each slash created powerful dark, cross-Ether shockwaves, even creating dark storm clouds as lightning was swallowed up by Lancelot''s Ether absorption, striking Arthur and zigzagging along his armour, shocking him until the ground around him was destroyed and left as dust, smoke, and debris!


    "Not good...."


    *Shua~!*


    Excalibur disappeared into a ray of light before a powerful sword energy, surrounded by a golden dragon, formed the great energy, even shaking the heavens with its presence. Then his calm, elegant voice boomed, "Come! Knights of the Round!"


    *Shua~! Swooooooosh*


    Seven beams of light scattered across the arena before the beams became 7 powerful knights, all holding special swords and beautiful silver plate armour covering them from head to toe.


    Their appearance caused Lancelot to be shocked but remain focused, his eyes glancing between each Knight before attacking without fear; Arthur now disappeared behind 7 giant shields standing with Excalibur piercing the ground.


    "Heh! Cowardly! Are you King or a frightened rabbit?" Lancelot''s beast-like voice spoke as his swords swirled before stopping in a unique fighting stance, with Lusia raised upward and Vellan to his left.


    {Master...} Lusia softly asked; Lancelot was silent before his movements became even faster!


    *Shing*


    His swords moved at extreme speeds, creating afterimages and deep cuts along each Knight''s shield! But they were dense and skilled. A single knight with a long spear and shield stepped forward, and this seemed to have become a gauntlet fight.


    "Oh... Gawain, if it isn''t the limp dick bastard!" This Knight was the one that killed his commander in Lancelot''s last life, his armour boiling with flames and eyes glowing bright golden filled with both anger and excitement.


    "Filthy Demon, I''ll end your misery here!" his spear stabbed towards Lancelot''s head, who then stabbed Lusia outwards.


    *Tuang~!*


    *Creak*


    Gawain''s flaming spear exploded into bits and pieces, causing his face to cringe, and the Knights and Arthur all became serious and excited!


    *Weng~!*


    With his swords crossed, Lancelot swirled in place before his two swords clashed against Gawain''s new flaming halberd, a savage axe blade, and spear tip, swinging, chopping, and slashing Lancelot, not leaving any openings and filled with hate.


    *Craka Crak-shatter*


    Lusia shattered the head of the Halberd, Vellan creating a deep cut on Gawain''s plate armour on his chest, his face paling before Lancelot kicked him upward into the air!


    *Swii~!*


    Lancelot''s huge wings fluttered, sending him shooting into the sky, brandishing Vellan over his head, blurred before his figure reappeared above Gawain.


    *Hueng~*


    Dark Ether gathered from his sword as a gigantic and brutal form formed, shining and emitting darkness; the stars gathered behind Lancelot as his wings danced wildly. His blade dance movements were powerful, wild and monstrous.


    "Wrath of the Damned!" his low demonic, beast-like voice boomed, with Vellan chopping downward, a great Ether slash 5m wide and almost 3m long, falling downward and swallowing Gawain before crushing him onto the ground!


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    Dark Ether flames spread for thousands of meters, an explosion creating a 5m crater with Gawain''s half-melted armour. His face twisted and burned, his helmet shattering and his white hair charred and bloody, a great shock among the Knights! As Gawain became light, particles sucked back inside Excalibur, where he would be slowly healed.


    ''A Demonic Skill....'' Arthur thought silently, Lancelot floating downward as Lusia and Vellan swung before resting behind his shoulders. His cold demonic beast-like eyes glanced toward each Knight and Arthur.


    *Zhenng*


    Vellan shook before a black Ether flame was absorbed, his dark Ether recovery skills shocking! Even eating Gawain''s leftover mana and flames further boosted Lancelot''s abilities, while each Knight was nervous and excited for battle!


    Each Knight was stronger than Gawain, and Lancelot could feel his limits, only taking Gawain due to the surprise of his current form.


    "Hmph.. not bad!" Arthur''s serious voice called out, with each Knight taking a step forward, Lancelot feeling their powers while the stars behind his visor glinted coldly.


    "Oh... Gawain was trash!" Lancelot spoke arrogantly and coldly, with the surrounding temperature falling as each Knight and King became serious and enraged.


    "Mordred, crush this filthy rat but don''t kill him. I will take the last blow." Arthur whispered, the golden aura from his body pulsing faster and more often now.


    The man wearing heavy and brutal crimson armour and an elegant sword stepped forward, his body and strength even superior to Gawain, causing Lancelot to be nervous!


    Mordred and Lancelot''s history was terrible, Mordred, the summoned Knight of Arthur, was the one he trained with the most... In his many years before and after becoming enemies in the past life... He never once bested Mordred.


    ''Lend me your strength, girls... I cannot do this alone.'' Lancelot asked his two swords for all they could give him.


    "Foolish boy, who doesn''t know the difference between a mere genius and a natural-born hero!" Arthur snorted as he saw the wavering Lancelot.

 Chapter 69: [Bonus chapter]Chapter 30: he difference between a Hero and Demon!

    Each sword trembled as a warm pulse enveloped Lancelot; the Ether around him drained into the ground from their absorption!*Fu~Fu~*


    Mordred swung his heavy crimson sword before stepping forward; the two giant warriors faced off, Lancelot''s beast-like silver hair waving and his wings expanding as far as they could with a terrifying size of a 4m wing span.


    Each giant took deep breaths before a shocking sound was heard behind Lancelot!


    *Buzzzz~!*


    The ground erupted as his wings beat, and Lancelot disappeared as a blur! Mordred was shocked as his sword raised, a dark claw striking the flat part of the sword as a loud metallic bang sounded, his eyes flashing with seriousness!


    His armoured fingers and hands clenched tightly before his strength overpowered Lancelot''s dark Ether, pushing his sword outward and blocking Lancelot''s attack from landing before him.


    *Ka~Shh~!*


    Lancelot stabbed Lusia forward, Mordred quickly and adeptly blocking with his heavy crimson sword, causing sparks as Vellan slashed sideways.


    *Ca-cha-cha~!*


    But a metal chain wrapped around the sword, pulling it back as Mordred''s strength stopped Vellan, Lancelot gritting his sharp teeth and glaring at Mordred!


    ''Fast''


    Lancelot disappeared again, his wings blurring as a storm of Ether formed behind his foot, kicking forward and creating a small crater while Mordred defended against his rapid attacks!


    *Zhengg ZhennZhenzzhen~!*


    *Creak Creak Creak Creak~~!*


    Mordred''s crimson armour began to crack and bend slightly, with Lancelot and him evenly matched! But this only lasted a moment before Mordred smiled behind his helmet, Lancelot''s brows raising!


    *Hueng~!*


    Behind him, a black chain-clad knight appeared; as his crimson armour reflected Lancelot''s shocked beast-like eyes, a powerful Ether shockwave blew him backwards, landing 10 meters away.


    His swords danced, and Vellan and Lusia blocked 3 chains as 7 others lashed forward and attempted to restrain Lancelot!


    Mordred disappeared, now appearing before Lancelot and striking his fist forward, knocking his black dragon-scale-covered cheek and sending him flying again!


    *Swosh Swosh Swoosh~!*


    Lancelot landed 3-4 times, skidding across the floor and kicking off the stone, Mordred appearing each time with 6 black chains lashing towards his swords!


    But with his movements increasing and skill steadily improving while his body adapted, the chains missed. Lusia stabbed forward, cutting Mordred''s armour and even causing a bit of blood to spray, shocking the crowd!


    ''Stronger!''


    Arthur had an interested gaze in his eyes; this level of strength was on the edge of Demonic Becoming. Lancelot''s true form showed some signs of weakness, but his body could handle the intense strain, unlike many others.


    *Swosh~!*


    Each chain struck forward again, forcing Lancelot to fight Mordred while 2 of the black chain knights attacked him, Vellan blocking the chains as the long black sword attacked Mordred, the 3-weapon combat happening all at once!


    *Zhenng Cara Crack*


    Lancelot''s black sword cut deeper into the heavy crimson plate armour, causing Mordred to grit his teeth as he fought harder and attacked faster. But he began to panic and was slightly scared as Lancelot''s movements, strength, and Ether control increased... Each slash and chain is blocked!


    ''It seems his demonic form has limits; how long can he keep this up?'' Arthur thought silently.


    As a chain cut Lancelot''s arm, causing a spurt of blood as 4 illusory black knights attacked, the crowd gasping as another golden ray shot into Excalibur, restoring the defeated knights, now both Mordred and Gawain defeated... A smaller male with a long thin sword stepped forward.


    "Percival..." Lancelot coughed up blood as his back, heart, and lungs ached from using his summon drive and Dominus for so long.


    ''Heavy.. so heavy...'' Lancelot was filled with painful pressure; his demonic body wasn''t enough, not strong enough... his movements becoming slower as each slash Percival made became more fatal and faster.


    ''I''m not strong enough!... Why why? Why did I live!? Why!? Was my life pointless in my past life and this one?''


    [My husband does not think such weak thoughts. Hold your head high; you have been back for 1 week. Look at what you have achieved. 2 knights of the round were defeated, and Arthur has existed for over a year in Avalon!]


    Morgana''s loving voice stopped the dark voice in his mind. Instead, his eyes shone as Percival''s sword was about to slice through his Visor.


    *Tuang~!*


    He was blown upward, Percival shocked as a dark, evil smile formed behind his black Visor... Lancelot''s body began to grow stronger, even his Ether capacity rising exponentially with his demonic form having the ability to absorb large amounts of Ether.


    *Kabang~!!


    ''Absorb more... break your limits! If I lose my humanity, so what! Let me show you the difference between a Hero and a Demon!'' Lancelot roared as his swords shook, and a bright dark star formed at their tips, creating a powerful Ether shockwave!


    [Ah... that''s my husband... I fell for you because of this side of you. Fight until you feel satisfied. I will save you no matter what should happen!]


    Percival and each Knight, including Arthur, became nervous, Lancelot hovering with black-red veins popping up along his muscles, his scales shining beautifully as he looked like a Demonic Angel.


    *Pssst~*


    His long wings fluttered, a great power filling him as each muscle group and nerve tightened and strengthened,


    *Shua~!*


    His swords spun together like a dark blue and red lotus before exploding!


    *Craka Kabang~!!!*


    Creating a bright black-red flame cloud, the explosion covered Lancelot before slowly settling; Percival and each knight had their eyes hidden beneath their helmets.


    *Shhhh*


    Before Arthur, Lancelot''s figure blurred and disappeared as the ground erupted and the arena shook; only dust and rubble were left from the explosion, causing Arthur to raise an eyebrow and laugh loudly.


    *Teng~!*


    Excalibur shined as a great wave of golden energy, 4 beams of light scattered in 4 different directions, with a golden wave forming in the air, creating a giant dome and shield.


    *Booommm~!*


    As the debris slowly settled, revealing a massive crater 3 meters deep and 7m in diameter, Lancelot floated in the air, holding Vellan and Lusia. At the same time, the golden dome was cracked, a wild smile on Lancelot''s face.


    Arthur''s eyes shook before Lancelot disappeared with a large wind wave blowing along the golden shield; a bright golden slash from Excalibur created an explosion, and Lancelot appeared 5 meters in the air with Arthur now holding Excalibur as a sword, the golden dome behind him destroyed, his armour cracking and even a small amount of blood leaking out!


    *Shh*


    His wings danced, and a great Ether flame formed along Vellan before his swords began to burn a brilliant blue and black.


    "Little Ant! You dare to attack me directly... Enough! I will end your pathetic existence!" Arthur bellowed as the knights protecting him vanished, or rather... all of them, including those defeated, began entering Arthur''s body through Excalibur as his strength and abilities increased sevenfold.


    "Those wings cannot protect you. Filthy rat."


    "Those swords cannot block me. Pathetic little demon!"


    *Shh Shuu~!*


    Both Arthur and Lancelot appeared in mid-air, his speed and strength reaching an absurd level, Excalibur''s glow becoming brighter as the golden blade clashed against Lancelot''s swords, Vellan and Lusia attempting to evade and resist Excalibur''s devastating and overwhelming slash!


    *Crra~Craka-Crakk~!!!*


    Lusia''s tip shattered as dark Ether flames erupted, and Vellan was nearly sliced in two, cracking and bent inward. Lancelot''s armour shattered, and his demonic dragon scales broke, causing a rain of broken scales to fall below as the arena shook and cracked even more.


    ''RETURN!''


    Before any damage could be done to the girls, he sacrificed both, his body falling to the ground; unlike his, Arthur couldn''t fly, but his sword''s tip pointed downwards as he fell, chasing Lancelot.


    *Zhenng*! *Bang~!*


    Arthur landed, crushing Lancelot into the ground, a giant sword mark with a 2m deep indent and cracks spread around. The golden sword''s tip stuck into the ground as his arm covered Excalibur, his strength overpowering Lancelot.


    "Enough, Demon... Return!" Arthur coldly spoke, Lancelot coughing up a great amount of blood and struggling, his black-dragon scales barely left and the demonic Ether no longer covering him; the pain from his near-death experience with the Black Dragon caused a mental backlash.


    ''If I fail the girls... they will be lost and can no longer reappear.''


    ''But the worst thing....''


    "Morgana...."


    His weak and low voice rang out in the silent crowd, his head laying on the ground while his back ached and lungs struggled, as the pain was worse than when he died.


    *Rrrrng*


    Arthur became stunned!


    "SWORD!"


    Lancelot cried out, his arms bloody and weak, as two purple swords slowly formed in his hands, the trembling of his right arm as was hanging low; his body climbed from the deep crater, his eyes now a mixture of silver and golden light as it seemed to leak out, like a popped balloon slowly.


    Holding his two purple swords, countless small blades began to form around Lancelot''s body, his last attack as just Lancelot, the human swordsman!


    "Watch me, Morgana... The man you love. Isn''t pathetic enough to go without wounding his enemy."


    [(Fool... I can''t possible fall for you more... Then you go and prove me wrong... Ah~ chaos... unwilling to lose... determined to crush everything....Lancelot~ My Lancelot~~ Fight!))]


    Her sweet voice filled his head; Arthur was shocked before Lancelot''s movement blurred, and Excalibur''s grip tightened before the surrounding Ether was absorbed into Lancelot''s twin purple blades!


    *Hueng~!*


    Each small dagger exploded like millions of small missiles, and a great storm of thousands and thousands of small dark and purple Ether slashes flew towards Arthur; each blade was 5 cm long and filled with deadly power, and each blade filled with Lancelot''s Ether aura!


    *Hss~*


    Arthur gritted his teeth as Excalibur created an absolute Ether barrier, each small slashing missile exploding against the golden barrier, shaking and crumbling; Arthur''s strength was over 5-10 times stronger than before, but he was still shocked and afraid. Yet the barrier did not lessen the power from each explosion and could injure him!


    *Fu~Fu~*


    Arthur gritted his teeth, his hands grasping Excalibur, each slashing missile striking and tearing apart Excalibur''s golden Ether and the arena, cracks spreading rapidly before the ground beneath was blown apart and a massive storm formed.


    However...


    A hand suddenly grasped his sword, demonic blood oozing as Excalibur''s blade sliced through his hand, leaving the barrier open for a moment as a dark sword entered Excalibur''s blade range.


    ''You fool....''


    "AHHHHH!!!"


    *SHRIIIIIIII-KACHAANNN~!!!!*


    The arena exploded in a golden and white flamed explosion! The arena was blown apart and crumbled to bits, the surrounding area destroyed, each blade Lancelot created being so small, as they sliced through Arthur''s body and face.


    He lost his eye, and one of his legs was maimed; Lancelot dropped his swords and lost strength as the arena exploded, with only one small piece of stone standing!


    ''Was my second life... so much worse...''


    ''If I die again... Will I become a Demonic beast... and destroy everything....''


    These thoughts swirled as his eyes faded and a beautiful smile formed on his face... his bloody and scarred hands raised upward as he felt the warm, calming embrace of someone special... His last thought before his consciousness slipped was the name... Morgana. S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    *Pss~Shu~*


    With his final breath, he sighed... Before a beautiful woman enveloped his body, her long black hair and eight black and white wings flapping gently, as the man stood facing her fell to his knees, a large gash from his neck to his chest from the last attack of Lancelot.


    [You damned fool... why are you playing dead when you managed to make him look this pathetic?]


    [Wounded so badly against a first student after 1 day in Avalon... Ah.... my master... I cannot believe how you make my heart race...]


    [You truly are the man I was looking for...]


    [Our King]


    Her body was shrouded in dark Ether, blocking all sight as they vanished on the spot; breaking all world laws, she brought him to Avalon.


    [Queen''s order. All units who have healing skills report to the throne room Immediately!]


    "I won''t let you be so close to him next time, girls...." Morgana''s motherly smile added to her beauty as she looked at Lancelot laying on his throne, with Vellan and Lusia hugging his sides... The right eye of Lancelot is now blinded with a deep blade mark from Excalibur.


    "Yet he''s still just as handsome..."


    She smiled gently before slicing her wrist... feeding it into her mouth, and moving towards the sleeping face of Lancelot.


    "This will make you less human; forgive me. But I cannot let you die."


    *Plop~!*


    Her soft red lips touched his, his throat instinctively swallowing and not coughing from the sudden blood that trickled into his mouth; Morgana kissed his gentle and bloody face as her body became weak, Lancelot''s wound closing and becoming fresh, no trace of his injuries besides his eye and lost scales...


    "Ugh... so much hunger... why can you devour my Ether... so much... what is inside you... Ngh....!?" Morgana covered her mouth as she stumbled away, slowly towards her private room, her stomach aching.


    Lancelot''s bloodline must be stronger than hers or had the potential to surpass her greatly...


    "I''m happy, though... hehe.. a strong master for a Queen... hmm... you will marry me, correct?"


    Her blushing face appeared in a hidden mirror, the image fading as Morgana returned to the private rooms in her palace...

 Chapter 70: Chapter 1: One-Eyed Sword Demon

    [Evaine POV]''Today I saw the endless potential of a student who irritates me...'' She thought to herself, reading a book outside Merlin''s office. Today she was here to petition to lessen the punishment of Lancelot from suspension and the chance of being expelled to a more useful one for the empire.


    A mandatory Competition pledge.


    This meant Lancelot would have to participate in ALL Avalon and the world competitions. Otherwise, he would be expelled and likely be chased down by the supporters of Arthur, who now had an unsightly scar on his face.


    Evaine began to chuckle, thinking about the scene where her conflict with the strange Lord Lancelot began.


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    She looked stern, but her eyes filled with a gentle and affectionate light, the corners of her lips smiling before she stopped scolding him.


    "Congratulations, you were amazing in the trial. I look forward to seeing your swordsmanship improve."


    "How about if I become strong enough to defeat you without magic, you agree to a meal together at the Sherwood Hotel?"


    Once again, she looked close to exploding; instead, her hands released his chest, giving a light chuckle.


    "If you can beat me within 3 months, I''ll even sleep with you."


    [End of Flashback]


    "..."


    Her smile faded as she felt a sudden sense of danger¡ªthe purity she kept protected for so long would be given at a discount to that bastard at this rate!


    "Instructor Evaine, please enter." The old man''s voice was strangely serious as she tightened her hands before carrying various documents and reasons why he should be kept. Her dark eyes and sleepy face were a testament to her hard work.


    "Damn... He better take me to the Sherwood if he wants to get into my pants. Stupid boy."


    [???? POV]


    Meanwhile, in a luxurious mansion near the Academy, an elegant couple were seated on two thrones while Guinevere was kneeling, her cheek bright red just being slapped by the male with a stern look and crown on his head.


    "You dare sully our royal name for some fallen noble rat!?" He screamed because no servants or knights were present, so there was no need for useless etiquette. Far was a very fierce man and only stopped his Lord''s activities due to losing his right arm.


    "My love, there is no need to get so upset... The girl is not so stupid. I am sure she didn''t do those things when her engagement with Arthur was confirmed."


    The two looked at Guinevere, who was smirking at her mother''s words, her tongue licking the slight blood oozing from the cut. "Forgive me, Mother, but I slept with him on the most dangerous days, and he didn''t let me sleep for hours. My womb is painted in his colour~ Fufu, I am his prisoner."


    "GIRL!" *Pah!*


    Once again, her body flew to the side, hitting the floor from her father''s steel prosthetic arm, causing her cheek to turn dark blue. His eyes looked at her with rage and fury that only grew.


    While her mother sighed, looking at her daughter''s face, and the fact their family''s heirloom [The Voice of the Just] didn''t trigger meant that she did bed that commoner.


    "You are to leave the house, abandon all assets and never refer to me as a mother for the rest of your life."


    This was the only way to convince the Pendragon family, which had more physical and martial might, so her mother, Valeria, chose this method to protect her daughter.


    "M-mother!?"


    "However, if both of you can reach the level of Silver Gauntlet within a Year. I will take back this and allow you to marry him with our full support." She smiled gently as she saw the glowing light of hope in her daughter''s eyes.


    ''Mother... I knew you were the best!''


    "Valeria!? But the Pendragons...?" Her father equally loved his daughter, but the threat of the Pendragon Family was beyond just Arthur.


    Using the power of the engagement, his parents and uncle managed to build pathways to the military¡ªspecial Lords used to support only the Royal family. While his uncle now controlled most of the merchants guild using connections and the power of the military to crush his enemies and rivals.


    This limited the King''s military and financial might.


    "Now go; you must want to rush to his place. If you want to have children, then so be it. But I would prefer you to wait until you rank C, my little treasure." Valeria smiled as Guinevere''s body shot up with a smile, and rushed towards the doors before leaving.


    *Bang!*


    The door slammed shut, leaving her father in shock."


    "Relax, my dear, look at your daughter''s face... That determination was just like yours. My father said you, a commoner, could never be worthy of me. Now look who has been my husband for over 10 years!"


    "You think she''s like me... Our pretty little Guinevere is really in love? It''s not just because she hates Arthur and the situation?"


    "Fool, our daughter would never sleep with anyone. Did you forget we placed that enchantment on her? If she slept with a male she didn''t love, his member would be burned to ashes by holy magic."


    "Umu... As a first-year, Lancelot managed to wound that arrogant boy. Haha... Good, do your best. We can only pretend to be against it... I hope they both forgive us in the future."


    "I think they will understand, do not worry. I am always with you, my dear."


    [???? POV End]


    ***


    The world became different for him.


    He held his swords, but the distance and arcs were wrong... A simple technique for him before was now difficult despite his power, strength and speed being more than 30% higher than before.


    "I am weak..."


    A handsome male with silvery white hair dancing in the wind stood alone, surrounded by countless weak goblins and monsters, all crushed by the force of his blows.


    [My Love, you are different now¡ªa being of more Ether than flesh. Use your mind, and you will find the path you should take. Losing an eye might restrict your eyes, but what if you only activate your Visor...]


    ''Visor?''


    He looked into the sky before swiping his arm across the area as all the goblins were dismantled into their valuable parts and leaving the rest as he walked deeper into the forest outside Camelot''s walls.


    Lancelot''s face was not too bad¡ªnow, his right eye was covered with a scale to hide the unsightly scarred eye.


    But it made him look more rugged as his horns now seemed permanent¡ªluckily, there were many lords with different features and figures, even among the humans, due to their troops and finding strange items.


    Now he looked like a hybrid between a black dragon in humanoid form and a demon. His face is more rugged and handsome than the former beauty. ''Only losing 2 Charm despite losing an eye wasn''t so bad.''


    "Can the Dominus be used with only one part?" Lancelot wondered, before closing his eye and focusing on the flow of his Ether, trying to remember the feeling of the Visor¡ªslowly, his heart started to throb, the distant goblins and kobolds yelping as they approached.


    A small black and red substance began to form the Visor that all Succubi had when in combat, the back scale covering their eyes, nose and forehead.


    His black scale suddenly faded, revealing a glowing golden orb of light that replaced his damaged eye.


    The entire space around him was visible, as if he could touch anything within 50 metres, seeing every movement using his Ether and special vision of the Dominus form.


    When he swung his sword like in the past, it was a beautiful arc, slicing through the flesh of a nearby group of goblins, obliterating them. ''I see... the drain of Ether only lowers my maximum by 20%... To see in such detail, far beyond my normal eyes...


    "Morgana. I love you."


    [Fufu ~ I know, love me more and more~ fill me with babies and call my mommy!]


    "Keep your lust under control, or I''ll kick you." *Woosh!* His blade twisting like a snake, ripping apart four kobolds with a deadly blade manoeuvre.


    [Are you happy? That you can still fight like before?]


    Lancelot didn''t speak; his body was fighting the monsters, but his strength was limited to a small amount as his face filled with happiness and a smile. Morgana could only watch from a branch above, resting her chin on two palms.


    "When you woke up with one eye... You were in such despair, silly boy. If you begged me, I would have given you my eyes."


    Softly, she sighed as her chest rapidly thumped, watching the man who had captivated her more than she planned.


    "Now, how will I ever let you go?"

 Chapter 71: Chapter 2: Camelot Upgrade! [1]

    Having regained the ability to see, Lancelot was more confident as he stood on the stone walls looking at his dungeon screen and preparing what he needed to upgrade the village to a town.More than 130 Frost Hares were running around doing whatever they wanted while not busy, sometimes even when working. They were a playful race, and hell broke loose once Ikumi was added.


    ''I will gain a bonus summoning slot when it upgrades.''


    "Master, Ikumi wants to play..." A sad whimper from the soft white albino rabbit that watched her sister''s chasing the succubus twins... They made a game, and whoever won would share the bed with Lancelot at night.


    It had been 3 days since he was injured. Thankfully Merlin contacted him and gave a 7-day suspension and said that all 5 tournaments this year were mandatory for him or he would be outside.


    ''Well... the words from Guinevere''s mother were more interesting.''


    "Remember to use protection and come visit us sometime soon." It was a simple message, but the pretty woman in the video call was different than he imagined a fluffy lady with curly black hair and green eyes.


    ''Still, I am glad she isn''t going to send people to attack or kill me. Her dad thought....''


    His words, "You little bastard, if you get my cute little Guinevere pregnant or make her cry! I will beat you with my slipper!"


    Since that call, he began to connect the two territories more so that hers would be the east and south areas to build further away. Lancelot would build to the north and western directions.


    ''Come to think of it, some of her elves have started living here...''


    Lancelot stroked the soft fur of Ikumi, feeling that this girl had been a little neglected over the past few days, but all she did was tap her fluffy feet against the floor, trying to escape and play with the girls.


    "Do you want to play to win that prize?" He whispered in her ear before pulling her squidgy cheek.


    "Ouch~ mmmm! Ikumi likes sleeping together and the other things too!"


    He looked at her and felt quite bad because, in addition to Guinevere, he was now sleeping with either her and Morgana or Morgana and Ikumi. In the past, it was just Ikumi and Morgana, so she always tried to win the free slots when neither Morgana nor Guinevere would stay in his bed.


    "Then tonight you can come, the bed is big enough for three, and Ikumi, you are always welcome if you feel lonely. Maybe I should make a night for you and Marimo to join me?"


    "No... that can''t work. Meru would be mad. I don''t want Meru to cry."


    Meru was an awkward girl for Lancelot. Since the battle, she became more shy around him, although it was nice she stopped arguing or calling him names now she was so focused on training and growing stronger that he rarely saw her.


    ''Well, let''s wait and see how she grows.''


    His hand began to cup the soft floppy ears of Ikumi as he opened his system interface into a huge screen so she could see too.


    The first upgrade was important because you would choose the archetype of the city you aimed for.


    He could even pick a European or fantasy type from books and novels.


    However, Lancelot wanted to go for a classic Empire style from 2,000 years ago with a huge castle and solid ramparts and only add modern sewer systems and a small river flowing through the centre of the territory.


    "What kind do you like, Ikumi?" He asked, wondering what she would pick.


    Her feet tapped happily as he let her look through the many pages, tapping faster when she saw exciting ones. Then she saw a strange eastern type with a beautiful steeple on the palace and a very Arabian feel.


    "Why this one?"


    "The king''s bedroom and huge bed are big enough for 10 people!"


    "But it would make the land a desert. Can you survive in the hot desert?" He smiled, wondering why she was so adorable.


    ''A huge bed is needed¡ªeven if we just sleep together, it seems more important to some of the troops than I thought.''


    "Then..." Her feet stopped tapping as she seemed sad, looking at the others before settling on a strange black castle. The walls were huge and thick, with a very gothic feeling, but the area was filled with snow and looked pretty.


    Ikumi''s fingers stopped before moving the page, "It''s like home..." before she looked at Lancelot to see his reaction and turned to the next one trying to act indifferent.


    ''That''s right... Is it necessary to stick to my capital being that way if my main troop can feel this is their home? I can make another of my cities in the style I like... These girls have worked so hard while enjoying their profits...''


    Lancelot''s hand grasped Ikumi''s as she shuddered, only momentarily. He would rarely touch her other than the head outside of the bedroom, so she was surprised. "Mmm..."


    He gently guided the pack back and clicked on the one Ikumi liked.


    [The Black Citadel of Ar''tun] (Unique)


    His first thoughts were a delight! Some designs and castles were like rare gatcha games hoping for an impossible roll. This castle probably wouldn''t appear for Guinevere, but the same can be said if he tried again.


    It was unique... Meaning that he took it now unless someone manually built it.


    Camelot would take the Black Citadel, and it would change names. This was a little strange because it only needed iron and stone. ''I always wondered, but Avalon has a weird power that changes the metals from whatever they were to something else.''


    So in the Resources, it was incorrect to call it iron but should instead name it metal as 2 iron would become 1 steel and 4 iron would become 1 blacksteel. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Looking at the cost, Lancelot almost cried because the black walls were special stones. It needed 10,000 stones and 10,000 Metal, not to mention the 1,200 Coins.


    "Is it too expensive, Master?" Her soft nose twitching drove him crazy as he hugged her tight.


    "Not at all but for now, we can only afford the castle and snow. Is that okay?"


    "Mmmm... is it for Ikumi?"


    "Ah, this is Ikumi''s reward, so now this is your home, okay?"


    Her head tilted, but she seemed convinced and hugged him tightly¡ªthe others playing were now rather angry at the two flirting together.


    [Black Citadel of Camelot]


    [5,500 Stone, 4,200 Iron, 500 Coins Remaninig till completion.]


    Walls can withstand the power of any existence below Grade B and will take 1,000 Grade A blows to be destroyed completely.


    S Grade would take 100 at most.


    100% Increase in Cloth, Leather, Metal and Food production.


    50% Defence bonus for walls and buildings


    150% Improved scouting range for all troops in the territory.


    Increases summon effectiveness by 20%


    Troop happiness + 10


    Troop Loyalty + 20


    Unlocks "Outposts + Secondary Villages"


    "Ah! The throne is being taken!" Ikumi shouted.


    Her eyes widened, seeing a huge black rock formed around the throne as it was lifted higher to suit its true standing in the huge Citadel that would be half-carved into the mountain.


    "Don''t worry¡ªit will just be organising our new home; the other hares will live in those new black houses, do you see them?"


    "Mmmm, they are cute. Will Ikumi live there?"


    "No, you will live with me in the castle. The bed is even bigger than you saw in the special desert!"


    "!!!"


    [My dear husband, are you planning to take that many women to bed!?]


    ''If I wanted to, we both know I could, but some girls just want to sleep close to me, and I plan to make a schedule for the nights I have sex and nights where we just sleep together.''


    [I want to have sex daily...]


    ''Then we can have sex during the day? Does it have to be in bed?''


    [Where did the sensible and prude Lancelot go? Someone made my husband a lustful demon!]


    ''Yeah, you...''


    "Can I!? Hehe~ Master is the best!" She giggled, nuzzling her head into his chest as he continued to show her the plans, including the lake and hot springs at the back of the Citadel, which she loved, and a large open field for her sisters to play in, which she liked a lot, and the huge training fields, which she didn''t care about.


    ''This will be a fun life...''

 Chapter 72: Chapter 3: Camelot Upgrade [2]

    ***A few hours later, he was training his ability to see with Marimo, Meru and the Succubus twins; they were fighting Marimo and Meru while he was fighting against Morgana, who was not holding back.


    "Darling~ I hit you, so you owe me another kiss, fufu!"


    The reason they were free was quite mundane.


    [Earlier, just after the Black Citadel started building]


    A huge shadow suddenly dropped from the skies; the dragon form of Tiamat was as beautiful as ever. Guinevere landed in the centre of the town with a squad of 30 archers, leaving another 30 and some of Lancelot''s hares defending her territory.


    They had arranged to each take turns increasing the side of the other''s territory.


    Today it was Guinevere''s turn to take Lancelot''s main troops and expand her village to the south, where a small river with lots of fish existed.


    She didn''t ask Lancelot himself to come¡ªinstead, he would defend both bases to avoid anyone taking the fisherman''s benefits while they were away.


    "Lancelot!" Her voice echoed as she jumped off the back of her dragon, feet racing towards him. "Ugh, damn... I almost fell!" Lancelot complained, feeling her soft weight in his chest; this boorish girl had dove into his chest like Morgana or the Hares, nuzzling and kissing his face. Guinevere purred with delight.


    "Hehe~ darling, I missed you."


    "We saw each other yesterday..."


    "So what? I''m a vampire; I need to mate more than a human! You better keep up with me, or I''ll die!"


    "That''s not a good thing, Guinevere!"


    Somehow as he stroked her soft silver hair and enjoyed the shorter body in this form, she became a true shortstack vampire, and he loved it. Most of his women were super tall, but sometimes it was amazing to annihilate a shortstack as they trembled after sex. It was the best dessert for an incubus male.


    "Fufu, darling, likes my smaller body, huh?"


    "It''s nice..."


    "Good, then you can have the full package tonight, but first, let''s go hunting!"


    "Alright, the troops are ready, and your hares are here."


    "Hehe~ thanks, darling, and remember, no sex with the hares when I''m not around, or I''ll suck your blood dry!"


    "You''re not a normal vampire, Guinevere..."


    "So what? Fufu~ darling likes the dangerous type. Then be a good boy and protect my territory."


    [Back to the present]


    ''I didn''t know that Guinevere had such a playful and honest side to her. Did her mother''s permission and the freedom from the stress of being a princess make her true self show?..


    is this cute woman, my future wife?'' Lancelot didn''t know what the future might bring, but as he ordered the troops to push north to clear the area between him and Guinevere''s base, he was hit again by Morgana''s cheap tricks.


    "Hehe~ another kiss, or maybe you''ll kiss my other lips?"


    "Morgana, stop cheating..."


    "Cheating? Darling, I''m using my skills, and you''re not stopping me."


    ''Because if I do, you''ll start hitting me with your charm, and we''ll end up having sex!!''


    "Come on, darling, kiss me, or I''ll kiss you..."


    ''Damn, she''s so hot... and her breasts are so soft!''


    "Darling, you can touch them if you like..."


    "Damnit, Morgana, stop using your charm on me!"


    "Fufu, then tell me no." S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Yes!"


    "Then say no to this, darling!"


    "Mmmph!?"


    ''Damn, I fell right into her trap!''


    "Fufu~ darling, I love you."


    "Morgana, you''re going to get me killed..."


    "Not if you have sex with me, and I''ll teach you how to resist my charm, darling."


    He suddenly stopped before vanishing from her vision for the first time. She felt a serious chill down her spine in many years; the next moment, thick hands grabbed her from behind, and Lancelot kissed her lips deeply.


    "Mmm!?"


    [(Wow, he''s getting better at kissing, and his hands are so strong, fufu~)] Morgana was delighted, his tongue wrapping around her own as he tasted her mouth, and the other hand gently played with her breasts, making her moan softly.


    ''Damn, she tastes so good, and her skin is so smooth...'' Lancelot was enjoying the kiss and Morgana''s moans, but he knew this wasn''t enough to satisfy his beloved teacher.


    ''I''ll need to take her somewhere private and do much more...''


    "Darling, mmm, I''m going to get turned on~ fufu."


    "Morgana, never say you''ll teach me to resist my wife''s charm; if I do that, how sad would our relationship become?"


    "..." Morgana''s face turned red as she realised he thought she meant her actual charm, the sex appeal and beauty and not her skill, which tickled her chest a little too much. He was so serious about it, which made her happy like a well-fed cow.


    "Let''s focus on the task, okay?" His voice seemed assertive, while Morgana just nodded, now nothing more than a prisoner to his adorable actions.


    "Girls, it''s time; let''s clear the surrounding 4 blocks 2 for Guinevere 2 for me."


    "Got it!" The succubi said in unison, flying high in the sky with Meru, and the 30 hares spread out to the left and right, leaving Lancelot and Morgana in the middle, walking forward.


    "Darling, you''re growing up..."


    "Oh? How so? I feel like I''m always riding on your palm." He joked.


    "Fufu, darling, is growing in his heart; you''ve learned to command and lead people properly, and you''re not afraid of the future."


    "Of course, I''m not; I''m an incubus, and I have lovely and beautiful wives and adorable hares; what''s there to be afraid of?"


    "Darling, fufu, you''re too much..." Morgana''s face reddened.


    "Come, let''s clear these goblins and take our loot. I want to finish the Black Citadel sooner, so you can live as you deserve."


    "Yes, darling, I''ll follow you anywhere."


    [(This is the man I chose, who will stand tall and proud, and I''m glad I picked him!)] Morgana thought.


    ***


    "Darling is so strong, fufu~" Morgana cheered as they cleared the 4 blocks, killing over 250 goblins and 13 hobgoblins and taking all the loot. They returned to Guinevere''s base, Lancelot''s hares set up a temporary defence, and the succubi and Meru returned to Lancelot''s base to rest.


    "Guinevere, I cleared 4 blocks."


    "My dear~, thank you, fufu~ I''m so happy, and the fish here are delicious, and the water is warm, so we can bathe together!"


    It seemed that the pool she found was a warm spring, and the fish were those used to living in warm water. Lancelot smiled because watching them return was funny. All the hare''s fur was fluffy and wet as they bounced around and began to fight each other to dry off...


    The image of Humanoid rabbit girls kicking each over with their legs while curled up was adorable and extremely sexy, as their behinds were fully exposed.


    Lancelot saw the time was late, letting Marimo set the evening and morning guards while he selected the 15 women who would sleep with him.


    Five of the Hares performed well, and Five Succubi spent half the day flying long distances to pass messages. Then Ikumi, Marimo, Meru and the succubus twins.


    Guinevere and Morgana were angry, but he spent an hour with them before returning to the castle... Who knows what happened in that sealed room? Only the succubi and Hares forced to clean the mess would...

 Chapter 73: Chapter 4: Pendragon

    [Somewhere in the southern Empire, south of the capital]*Smack*


    A middle-aged male with a handsome face and muscular build slapped Arthur''s face with the back of his hand, causing a loud crack, sending him flying into a wall, his cheek bleeding.


    The entire upper body of Arthur was filled with the same kind of bruises and wounds.


    "My son, I believe losing was never an option for the Pendragon family." This man was Uther, the former Duke of the Empire and fourth in line to the throne, only losing his succession rights after his Lord position was lost during the great Avalon Human x Demon war.


    The Demon lord had chosen Arthur instead of him, which forced him to lose his Lord position. However, he managed to become the current Emperor''s advisor.


    "Father... The opponent had an overbearing advantage. My swordplay did not affect the brute''s physique." Arthur groaned.


    His opponent had easily crushed his armour, and even when Excalibur and his knights were summoned, the monster didn''t relent. However, Uther Pendragon would not accept this folly, as his fist again smashed into his son''s body.


    "Foolish boy, the future Demon Emperor is counting on us; he was counting on YOU to make that girl yours! She was the key to our invasion!" Uther roared with disgust.


    Arthur was one of the top contenders for becoming a Demon Emperor candidate, yet he failed to seduce the key figure: Guinevere.


    Guinevere was one of the main characters involved in the current Avalon war. She was the heir to the red dragon, the Empires hope, and she was the princess!


    "No excuses!" Uther roared, seeing Arthur about to speak, "You want to say you can take her back? Are you delusional? Can your pathetic thing compare to that beast?"


    "He is neither human nor a lower being. His fighting skills, swordsmanship and heart, were all leagues above you. Not to mention his manliness is two, not three times bigger?"


    "Don''t blag me, son." Slowly the anger faded as he cast a high-level healing spell, the light forming a small platform beneath his feet before it poured into Arthur, healing his body.


    "Son, I know how you feel, that bastard Emperor stole my fiancee too! Now sitting on the throne despite being a mere commoner''s spawn!"


    Arthur could feel his father''s anguish as the holy light entered his body before he knelt, feeling frustrated at his failure. "Forgive me, Exalted Father...."


    The pair smiled before Uther''s hand tapped his son, "Worry not, I have intel that Lancelot was spawned in the demon empire. Soon he won''t be able to cause trouble because that big-breasted Oni will crush him."


    A strange but lewd face came across Uther''s face; the woman he spoke of was a Demon Queen, the lady of ogres and long-time ally of the Pendragon clan. "She will kill him, and then we will steal Guinevere back and use whatever means to make her submit to you."


    "Exalted father!!!"


    "Now leave! Train and cultivate stronger until it''s time." Uther commanded, causing Arthur to bow.


    Arthur walked towards the door as the old knight by his side opened the door, revealing a stunning beauty clothed in black skin-tight armour. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The curves of this gorgeous 5''9 white-haired female made many drool and caused the duo inside to salivate. "What a fool, older brother... You lost to that boorish man."


    "..." Arthur''s face turned dark seeing Marianne le Fay, his beautiful half-sister ranked 3rd in the Empire''s beauties and known for her sadism. However, a small grin formed on his handsome face as a hand moved and caressed her back, "My sister, it''s not over. It''s only just started."


    As he walked away, her face twisted, "You don''t understand, brother... A man that can defeat you, I will crush him before you can get redemption~ ah, you stuck-up, foolish bastard! I cannot wait to meet him."


    Her voice turned malicious, but when Arthur left, her voice reached Uther, "Uther Pendragon... Your time is almost up. Mother won''t wait much longer. She wants to become the Demon Empress so that I will deal with this ''Lancelot'' boy instead."


    "Tsk... damn whore''s daughter."


    "Say whatever you wish, F-a-t-h-e-r!"


    ***


    Meanwhile, inside Edward Barret''s Dorm.


    "My husband~ did you see? He was so strong, and that sight to see even Excalibur drawn. We must support him no matter what!" Laura Brahmen was naked in bed with her Fiance Edward, leaning against his chest.


    "Ah... I want to, but how can I contact him... Such a cool guy; I''m sure we could be good friends."


    His fiancee smiled before she hugged him tightly, "Actually, darling. He is close friends with that cute Eastern girl¡ªthe swordmaster''s granddaughter." She kissed his cheek, enjoying his slight stubble brushing against her lips. "I will befriend her because she''s cute! And find out his contact details."


    "Are you sure? Don''t do anything stupid. I don''t want him to misunderstand. I want to be his friend before the neutral families make any plots. He beat Arthur... that is something that makes me so excited!"


    The Barret family used to be a lower family that served the Pendragon banner, but in the last Demon x human war, they were betrayed, losing 4 successors, their faction heir and his father... That isn''t including the 1,000 Lords of the Barret family who died.


    ''I am sure Lancelot is trustworthy from all the information; I will keep myself neutral as I put out feelers... But that man, he is different.''


    "Mmmm, you''re not gay, are you darling?"


    "Hmmm... we just had sex; why would I be gay?"


    She giggled, "Because you are so passionate about Lancelot, why? if not because you love him so much~ hehe." His fiancee was a little perverted and found the image of two handsome men stimulating.


    *pat*


    "Don''t be stupid," Edward tapped her head before pinning her underneath him. "I am straight, but Lancelot is much like myself... Who do you think was behind the fall of his Du Lac family and their fall to nothing? It was a DUKE house, you know?"


    "!!!!"


    His fiancee seemed to understand suddenly; no wonder her beloved Edward was eager to get him on board. Two men that lost everything because of one family, "I see; I will approach Lady Sumika with respect and try to build a solid relationship."


    "Thank you, Laura... now... should we make a successor?"


    *Pah!*


    "Ah, why?" Edward held his cheek, pretending to be sad, "did you slap my cheek?


    "Hmph! Men are just beasts!"

 Chapter 74: Chapter 5: Second Commander.

    Lancelot was standing northwest of Camelot in the demon realm, his suspension would end in 2 days, and Guinevere''s base was now amazing.Not to mention his reaching the [Town Level], which allowed him to take a second commander and summoning ritual.


    Morgana was preparing herself, along with both Vellan and Lusia. Because they were going to a neutral city in the demon kingdoms, it was best only to take demons, or so Morgana insisted.


    "Well, if things go bad, it''s not like I have nothing to defend myself..." Lancelot thought his black armour now swapped for a light leather tunic, with a noble look and red cape that offered defence from the elements and repelled ranged attacks.


    [Town Lord''s Summon]


    Call upon 50% of your selected troops to aid you in battle, it can be used 3 times a day, and the troops will stay until the battle ends before returning to your castle. They will remain if you step into friendly territory.


    Lancelot was pleased to get this skill; his troops were now 220, with 180 Hares and 30 Succubi. So 110 units would suddenly support him in danger which was a very happy change. Marimo would lead the support team as she almost cried when he said he couldn''t take her.


    ''I need to give that girl a good reward; her hard work in taking 120 of the Hares to finish the Citadel in 4 days... is beyond my belief.''


    [Because she loves you, I don''t know how it started; maybe it''s seeing her naked when she first spawned... But that Hare loves you so deeply it feels like she could rival me if she wanted to.]


    Lancelot felt himself blush slightly as he stood near the edge of his territory, looking back the 10 Sanguine Succubi, 2 Heroes, and his Queen were slowly fluttering their wings to join him. There was also a demonic carriage with huge gale wolves as the monsters pulled it.


    "Your Majesty, the carriage is ready." Morgana smiled at him as Lancelot smiled back, "Let''s go; there are two places I wish to see first; let''s get business done and summon your future sister troop."


    It was mid-afternoon when Lancelot left Camelot¡ªthe carriage quickly moving across the plains; some monsters felt the power of the wolves and succubi sitting on the roof and pulled back.


    Demons were very susceptible to those above them. They knew that if they attacked, they would die easily or suffer greatly. The only reason the Hares weren''t feared in the demon kingdoms was their being an unheard-of species before.


    Lancelot looked at Lusia, "You''ve grown up so much, especially since we began talking." He reached his hand out, patting her head and watching her smile brightly, "You have truly become a woman."


    "T-Thank you, Your Majesty," Lusia said shyly, looking down at her black dress that covered her body, only her tail poking out.


    Lancelot felt the carriage slow down, "What is it?" He asked, and Morgana peeked through the small window in the carriage, "It''s a demon army, but they are just crossing and heading to the same destination; if we follow them, it might help avoid troubles. I will lead our troops, Your Majesty."


    Lancelot nodded as he sat back, "We are to avoid trouble if possible; they seem to be in a hurry, so I don''t believe they will want to cause us any issues. But keep an eye on them."


    "Of course, Your Majesty, leave it to me."


    [Outside of the carriage, Morgana''s POV]


    Slowly she climbed to the front, stepping on the largest wolf as their carriage slowly reduced its speed; it seemed a female was riding over, likely with some arrogant words or message.


    "Forgive me; I am the messenger of Demon Queen Rena of the Oni clan; she asked if you minded letting us pass first and following on. We have to reach the Neutral city to meet an important person!" Asked the smartly dressed female Ogre.


    Her body was filled with muscle and taller than 6ft 5, but it didn''t look out of place; Morgana nodded, feeling this Oni tribe was familiar, but she couldn''t put her finger on it.


    ''I hope it''s not that damn idiot with huge tits and no brain other than looking for her perfect mate and fighting...''


    "Very well, we will see the way, and if you could allow us to follow your trail, the path to our holy land is rather dangerous, with the wolves sneaking in from other places." Morgana didn''t care about her honour or pride. All she cared about was Lancelot''s glory and honour. Thus she would never make trouble for stupid reasons.


    She watched the female ogre nod as Morgana quickly jumped down, "Your Majesty, we are following a tribe from the Oni clan to the Neutral city." S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Morgana saw Lancelot''s eyes light up. "That is excellent; they might be able to tell us the current situation in the demon kingdoms. I heard a rumour that they have been quite busy for a few months and not open to trade."


    Morgana nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty. We will follow them." She was glad they could have an easy journey; most of the Oni clan was loyal to the Holy demoness, so even if they fought, it would be a short affair, normally by duels, due to the difference in the number and the rules of the Holy Demoness.


    When Morgana sat in the carriage, she saw Lusia staring at her and pouting. "don''t worry, Lusia, during this trip, you and Vellan will get a private date with Master. You earned it."


    Lusia smiled as the carriage continued onwards, slowly catching up with the large group of Oni tribe. ''Looks like we will be spending some time in a demon city. I will have to make sure there are no risks for Master.''


    Morgana was glad the Oni tribe didn''t cause them issues, but she was even happier they were going to the same place. A strong guide stopped useless troubles coming their way.


    Meanwhile... Inside the Oni Leader''s Carriage.


    Demon Queen Rena was lying on her back, with long black hair, beautiful golden eyes and a pair of ungodly mounds of perfection swaying along with the movements of the carriage, her Kimono parting to give a glips of her large areola and nipples.


    ''Milvar went to see that carriage; it was fancy and likely to be a woman''s, so there is a low chance he is inside... but... Let''s ask her when she is back.''


    Suddenly, "My Queen, I have returned!"


    ''Milvar is always like this as if she can hear my heart''s voice... annoying.''


    "So... What did you find out?"


    "Well, it is a female Demon leading them; from what I could sense, it was a carriage of mostly succubi and one incubus, but his energy was too high for me to see... Likely a lord or King on a visit. Because she says, they are heading to the Holy Land."


    "Oh? A Demon visiting the Holy lands... very interesting."


    Rena thought deeply about this, but she had already seen them, and it was likely a new Demon who didn''t know her face, and he wasn''t someone famous. ''Could it be the man that dumb human spoke of? I don''t remember the words of men with small dicks...''


    "Anything else?" Rena asked, itching her ass as she rolled over. Bored of this life with so many peace treaties and alliances, she wanted to meet the boy who could cut that arrogant Hero''s face, ''Haha, I bet that little prick was shocked to get a scar from a nobody!''


    "Well, the leader is a young female with horns and a tail; she seems to have a lot of training. She is likely a Queen. But... there is something strange about her. Her soul is not complete."


    Rena''s eyes shot open, "What do you mean?"


    "I am unsure myself... It''s like... only part of her is here.... and that man, his allure and aura were so strong I almost wanted to bow to him... Despite being your faithful servant!"


    ''I need to see this man... It has been so long since I met someone interesting. I can''t believe there is a young man able to tempt my longest friend and sister... He is likely only at the Demon Lord stage... But I wonder... Would he want to serve me?


    Maybe I can finally escape this boring single life... Will his body and cock fulfil my desired measurements?''


    Rena''s body began to burn excitedly, ''The Holy Lands are far away... Should I approach him at the next resting point?''


    "Milvar, do you know which city we are going to first?" Rena asked, sitting up and looking down at her Kimono, her hands slowly peeling it off, showing her perfect body, with skin like cream, perky nipples and 34 H-cups.


    "Yes, it''s the Capital City of the Holy Demoness''s territory, so before that, we must stop at the city of Rynus."


    "Umu... Milvar, I want to meet the male... alone."


    "!!!"


    "Again... your majesty?" Milvar asked, clearly surprised by Rena''s request.


    "Yes... I want to... See him."


    "I am sure the Male will love your looks, Your Highness; there are not many Demonesses with your figure." Milvar smiled at her Queen''s request before worriedly looking at the small carriage.


    "I will send a messenger to the leader as soon as we get close to the city," Milvar said, leaving the carriage, happy to be gone from her Queen''s sexual lust.


    Milvar felt it was a miracle that her Queen hadn''t taken a male yet. All the Demon Lords had tried to get into her bed, and all the Princes had tried to seduce her.


    But all failed; some even lost their male functions... because she was too violent and had too high of an eye for men!


    ''The Queen has a strange taste. She wants to find the one she believes can satisfy her, and then she wants to have sex with him until he can never walk again.'' Milvar sighed before she contacted the carriage again, hoping they somehow vanished safely before another handsome man was killed.


    ''Damn Virgin Oni Queen! Let me taste them first!''

 Chapter 75: Chapter 6: Oni Queen [1]

    Rynus, a City to the west of Camelot, is known for its beautiful rivers that flow through the entire city as people get around on huge boats or small gondolas¡ªthe city''s most prominent cuisine is its wide range of delicious seafood and the existence of the Scrylla race, a distant cousin of the Mermaid. Still, their legs are like an octopus rather than a fish.Lancelot was sitting on a large, private gondola¡ªsitting across from his was a disappointing but beautiful one, her hair silky and black, with tanned skin and a loose Kimono, her breasts barely hidden by a loose chest wrap.


    Soon after entering the city, someone tried to escape using their troops.


    Thus a barrier was activated and sent ALL foreign troops away, leaving Lancelot alone and beside him was a cute Oni woman who seemed to look lost...


    So they began to explore the city together...


    "Oh~ Lancelot, look at the fish! Don''t they look so tasty?" Her lips were filled with drool as she tried to grab one, only for his arms to pull her back, "We cannot eat these fish... they must be bought at the market properly."


    Her eyes became downcast before she pushed him down suddenly, like a cat that found a mouse to play with¡ªher eyes became seductive as her deep voice sounded, "Then... can I have some meat instead? Your thick juicy meat?"


    He knew what she wanted, and he could see it in her eyes filled with lust¡ªthe gondola moved smoothly across the river, and it was about half an hour until they reached the destination.


    "What do you think..." Her hand moved down and touched his abdomen, her claws slightly raking at his skin and sending tiny prickles of pain with pleasure before he flicked her forehead. Even now, this woman was strange. He didn''t even know who she was, her cute face rubbing the slight mark. "Mmmm, it hurts... kiss it better~ or else I will cry."


    She put on an exaggerated pout before jumping back, standing at the bow of the gondola and exposing her scantily clad body to him while hiding nothing. He wasn''t aroused¡ªhe felt uncomfortable because of what others would think, but there was another reason. She may look beautiful, and this act seemed sensual¡ªbut it was devoid of feeling.


    "Are you content with refusing this body¡ªme." She sat in his lap with her head downcast as her arms encircled his neck with a hot sigh. This woman had an arrogant attitude for the entire time since they met, wanting Lancelot to give into his desires, but why had she changed so suddenly... no.


    A wise Oni she was¡ªto allow her plans to go as she wishes, she must seduce the man in front of her¡ªa female Oni''s pride is difficult to withstand when a man sleeps beside her naked and wakes up with his dick in her. There isn''t even an illusion of choice, just the strong desire for release as their hips shake to encourage release with sweet and sexy moans.


    They were manipulators to the end, like snakes coiled around their prey, refusing any chance of freedom, not because they were mean but because of their selfish desire for more¡ªa male could be controlled, but a female would go far and wide to obtain the man she chose.


    Lancelot looked at the woman as their boat finally stopped with a thud, reaching the centre area of the inn he was staying at. Her eyes looked at him with a pout before she forced a kiss upon his lips¡ªhe didn''t want it.


    Lancelot allowed her actions before stepping away from her in silence as a few men came to help the two passengers from the gondola, a servant dressed in plain clothing brought over his baggage from an Inn, "My Lord. Lady, our inn shall provide lodging if you require it!"


    The girl refused without looking their way and walked past the poor worker, her hips swaying slightly at every step as if tempting him. Lancelot still felt nothing towards the sight, allowing his baggage to be taken inside while the servant helped the disappointed-looking lady in¡ªLancelot turned to stare at the horizon.


    A view that stretched out forever, he breathed in fresh air from this foreign land¡ªwith the gondolas still flowing along the many flowing rivers with speed in the gentle midday wind as seagulls cried in the blue sky¡ªtheir eyes meeting at all times¡ªher actions that said, ''I will make you mine!''


    Lancelot ignored this unspoken declaration of war and disappeared from her gaze with only a small jump, gone from view and her perception.


    "Stupid Lancelot! Just because you''re cock is huge, you act so cheeky! I am a Queen! A Queen!" Despite the words being true, her army was still on the opposite side of town, and not like she thought he would care much as she messed in a fancy room.


    She threw pillows, punched mattresses, and even made indents on her hands from hitting a wall, but it wasn''t enough. An hour had passed for her anger and jealousy, yet he had never returned, "Stupid demon, lying demon... I will find you by scent!"


    Meanwhile, Lancelot was relaxed, having finally split from the annoying woman who was having a bath in the hotel''s outdoor baths.


    He liked his new self because his horns now showed he normally fits in much better.


    ''Morgana, how are you doing?''


    [Mmmm, darling, you vanished earlier, and I was so worried! There seems to be something stopping us from appearing by your side. Are you okay?]


    ''Fine, there''s this weird Oni that keeps chasing me around; although she''s super cute, the woman is a slob and likes to lounge around.''


    [...]


    He took a deep breath, closing his eye and leaning back, speaking to all his troops and hoping that nothing annoying happened on the way to the Holy Demonesses'' territory.


    ''Why did they make it so hard to get your second commander? You need to find a neutral bishop or higher on the human side.''


    {Hehe, Master sounds so cute when he is moaning!}


    {Ikumi... behave, Master, is tired...} (Marimo)


    {Hmph~ he sounds fine, why are you all so worried for nothing} (Meru)


    *Pitter-Patter*


    The gentle sounds of footsteps approached, not the heavy sound of a male''s feet but rather soft and graceful.


    ''You girls behave; who would have thought someone activated the Troop rejection barrier when we happened to be entering the gates.''


    [Hmmmm... well, if you are in trouble, please summon us with your new skill!]


    ''Ah, I promise...''


    "Oh my~ Lancelot, what are you doing in the mixed bath?"


    A sudden voice caused him to lose all focus on communication with his troops and wives.


    He lowered his eyes to see a tall woman with her tanned body fully exposed, tight abs and perky breast; she seemed to smile seductively. Her hair was raven black, down to her ankles long, and the tips formed a spiral fashion of the curl.


    Lancelot let his eyes wander down to her breasts before quickly turning his back, facing away from the beautiful creature before him. "Is there any reason a woman would want to expose herself naked so freely within this area?! It''s the man''s bath..."


    "Eh? It''s a mixed-gender bath, didn''t you know? Fufu!"


    "Damn... No way.. then..." He turned towards the entrance through the faucet, letting the warm water soak away at the grime and smell of war from his scarred skin. His whole body felt refreshed just at that point, and suddenly, as he submerged deeper into the hot spring, his muscles began to relax with every passing moment.


    "I''m coming inside... it''s okay right?" The Oni once asked for permission since the gateway; she panicked because her troops were lost, so he didn''t mind.


    Her body was hateful to him, though... she was Morgana''s grade when it came to a seductive figure...


    "Sure.... just can you not spread your legs so wide? You''re attractive enough without showing off your thick pubic hair and privates." He smiled, trying to avoid looking, but the pale pink was too alluring.


    The Oni pouted, seemingly blushing in embarrassment. "Well, fine then! Though I did notice a peeker... you''ve been glancing this way since entering this spring," he heard an angry pitter-patter across the water''s surface; she moved towards him slowly.


    He felt his body heat rise significantly with the Oni beside him, especially the water. ''No way...'' it came to a small realization that it came into his throat without being swallowed with his mouth; ''The water is made out of fire... ''


    "This isn''t water, huh?" Lancelot didn''t feel pain, though; it caused him to feel a tingly itch, and it felt strange to be in a liquid flame... The demon world was so ridiculous.


    "Ah!? Sorry... I paid for this setting because it cleans your scales and skin, is it uncomfortable that I can change it?" The Oni had reached his face already and glanced with an apologetic look at Lancelot, only able to look upon her briefly for modesty.


    "Please don''t worry about it so much; my body is durable, far more than normal." He still felt a little dizzy; this woman changed so much randomly that he was confused about which was her, the gentle and fluffy woman who enjoys bathing in the fire... Or the childish and selfish woman from earlier today that dragged him around.


    ''She is very beautiful, though; I wonder how strong she is.''


    "Mmm? Is there something on my face?" Her voice sounded as they looked at each other; tilting her head, the Oni smiled.


    "You''re just a very beautiful woman, that''s all; since my bloodline is an Incubus, it was hard to look away; my apologies if it made you feel bad." S§×arch* The Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He was sure the moment he spoke the compliment, her pretty eyes shone golden, but it was too brief for him to be sure.


    "Oh my~ fufu, thank you so much... I forgot that I never told you my name. It''s nice to meet you again, Sir Lancelot; I am Rena!"

 Chapter 76: Chapter 7: Oni Queen [2] (R18)

    "Rena... That''s a lovely name." He felt it was amiable because sharing similarities with Sumika''s homeland somehow was more relaxed hearing her name."I''m Lancelot."


    Like he wasn''t in the middle of the demon kingdoms and was back home on his planet.


    The liquid flames soon became comfortable for him; the bubbling water-like fire was strange, yet he felt soothed down to his core.


    *splish*


    He heard the sound of Rena moving in the water but didn''t think anything of it, closing his eyes and leaning back while her breathing and washing filled his ears.


    It was so soothing that he almost fell into a deep sleep.


    The scent of lavender and vanilla entered his nose.


    [Demon Queen Rena POV]


    ''Is he finally sleeping? God, that powder was meant to be fast acting!''


    [My Queen... why did you take the Rare B-Grade sleeping agent, Lavender Tears?]


    Rena''s body shuddered before looking around, but the door was locked, and the sign for [Maintenence in progress] should have been placed outside after she paid the mistress enough gold to do this.


    ''Mmmm, I have trouble sleeping when in a different bed.''


    [My Queen, I have seen you sleeping on the spikes of a cavern floor...]


    ''....Milvar, your Queen is about to get laid.... can you not interrupt?''


    [You...]


    [Rena, what are you doing and with whom?]


    Her body moved through the water, her tanned body more erotic and sexy thanks to the orange tint from the flames.


    As she sat beside Lancelot, her fingers slid through the warm water, enjoying his every muscle and inch, slowly moving towards his crotch. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''That hot incubus with one eye... Ah, his cock is so huge, and his atmosphere is so calming, Milvar. I''ll let you taste it once if you stop nagging.''


    [...]


    [Have you made your choice then, remember the rules of our clan.]


    [Even a Demon Empress is not exempt.]


    ''I choose Lancelot.''


    She was nodding with an eager grin. Her mind wandered about the upcoming night; she couldn''t help herself.


    While lost in thought, Lancelot began to move, shifting towards her in his sleep. She caught sight of his mouth and bit her lip in anticipation.


    She already had her heart chosen as her hands traced all the ridges that marked his skin, watching them ripple with the water gliding downwards into his silver-haired groin before reaching for what she had come here for.


    ''Ha.. he''s... so huge. Why do his lips look so kissable?'' The feeling sent chills through her legs to her lower regions and spine. She tried her best to focus, moving her trembling body even closer while her grip wrapped around his organ.


    If she squinted hard, she swore bumps and spiralling veins were going towards the tip, further accentuated by its glistening shaft that beckoned her.


    Rena inhaled inaudibly before turning Lancelot towards her face for what came next and tried again to steel herself as her right leg landed and entangled around his waist.


    ''Oh... this is amazing... Let''s see what his mouth tastes like.'' She thought, holding his chin, her soft breasts pressing against his chest, as she leaned in to kiss him. She knew Milvar had left them, and nothing could interrupt her!


    With her hips low and lips hovering with his, Rena felt it was now or never and closed the gap until she touched and tasted what awaited her.


    Then something unexpected happened...


    Lancelot took control!


    His hand was rough and muscular, surprising as it reached towards her rump while pulling on her head to push her harder against his lips. His other slid around her smooth lower back to lock her tight against his chest.


    Despite her desire being lit, she tried to pull back but could not and found herself locked into her favourite form of pleasure.


    "Are all Oni girls so naughty? drugging and attempting to rape innocent men?" Lancelot joked before he kissed her roughly, tasting his would-be rapist.


    His breath was like an intoxicating gas, instantly flooding her with ecstasy from his burning and prying tongue, which immediately ravaged her own without restraint while searching her mouth thoroughly. His speedy victory led her brain into a slow spin, unable to find the strength to resist.


    With such strong power being unleashed upon her defences, she felt her saliva flood his mouth unrelentingly, unable to slow its pace to recover. However, her embarrassment vanished after the strong scent that clung to Lancelot overwhelmed her senses; she didn''t expect his smell to be so incredibly alluring.


    She was already breathing harder, the sounds of pleasure leaving their connection echoing in her mind and fuelling her carnal desires for her male, who was already fighting back as their tongues tangled for control while they pushed for the top position. Their mouths pressed tighter and tighter, allowing no air to escape to sustain either fighter''s lungs.


    ''No, no way?! ''Why me... it''s you?!'' Why are you being so hot and stronger than me?!'' Was her most rampant thought, while her second had her reeling. ''To think that I am the one being ravished...?'' Her cheeks were on fire.


    The last part, as she had only heard, had her shudder as his hardness rose underneath them in full bloom.


    His thick organ prodded up with its wet head, gently thumping into her thighs and rump where Lancelot squeezed and pulled, exploring the Oni queen''s flawlessly sculpted body enthusiastically.


    "Such a fine woman; why did you enter a bath alone with an incubus? Did you think that raw strength could win in a battle of men and women?" His voice was like an enchanting tune as he caressed her lower back and pulled her in, their bodies fully pressed, and those dark pink peaks in his direct vision with Rena struggling in his embrace and those slick thighs wrapping his body tightly.


    ''Fuck... oh shit... I''m weak! I know I shouldn''t, I can''t, but...!'' Thought Rena, biting her tongue, tasting her copper blood on its tip, trying to keep silent, not wanting to give him the pleasure of seeing her like this as her wetness trickled into the water with her lewd body, oozing honey.


    As his meat bumped into her thighs repeatedly, the hard tip pushing along her soft crevice, teasing her soft clitoris with its warm, powerful prods, she found she needed to admit it...


    ''I want to surrender. Why?! He should be under the drugs'' effects?'' She whined, though her loins desired satisfaction to take over any hesitation.


    Her thighs shifted to accommodate the growing object at the front by spreading them so that its thick rod prodded along her butt''s soft rear and its smooth ravine''s entrance to her body.


    "Why, Lancelot, is that a way to treat your Queen?" She tried to take control, her muscular arms pressing him back against the hard bath wall, water swishing around their bodies.


    Yet his eye just shimmered with golden light before she felt her insides pushed apart, as his cruel words sounded in her ear, "I have only one queen, and that isn''t you." Rena''s heart was shocked, but why did a pleasant tingle follow her tight chest? Why did it feel wonderful to lose like this and with a big, fat cock grinding into her nether regions?


    His thick pole had been pressed against her silken sheath, where his hard cock was grinding, poking outwards and upward for several seconds.


    Now with ease, his swollen cock sank deep, with each inch slipping into Rena, allowing her body no resistance to welcome him conquering her with his sexual entry.

 Chapter 77: Chapter 8: Grave Mistake, Endless Rage! (R18)

    Neither person realised the consequences of the next action, one wanting to punish the woman who tried to rape him and the other a prisoner to her ploy. As she sank against that wet steel ram, its heavy hammer-like toughness pushed deep into her slippery cave and drove all her air from her lungs.And this time, Rena felt his lips meet her tongue and began to suck on the tip.


    Her legs shifted, her feet resting on her thighs as if wanting him as deep as physically possible as that monster bulged inside her stomach.


    His hands shifted; his lips travelled to her sensitive nipples as his teeth added sharp pressure. This increased her honey to the point it flowed freely down his shaft into the bath as if its strength and rigour were unfathomable.


    ''Milvar... I''m being ravished... my purity... is gone... Ah~ but the woman is supposed to dominate; why am I being dominated like a powerless man?''


    In the Oni race, males are weaker and less suited to combat, while women are tall, fierce and powerful. Nevertheless, with the power between both beings contrasting with the dominant incubus male below, Rena was suffering the rare scenario of a male dominating a strong female.


    His cock saw to that, never allowing her to remain still as its length drove her hips outwards again and again before it followed after them, like a striking cobra, her whole body rocked and swayed around him.


    Her moans rang through the air; any fight drained from her due to his skilful touch.


    His fingertips soon began trailing down her chest as Lancelot looked down. The sensations across his long member and throughout Rena made his senses tingle while a small smirk crept across his handsome features before adding pressure into her soft globes.


    It had taken minutes of continuous pounding, with his organ showing her its true depths and length with every violent movement, hitting her cervix like a sledgehammer before spitting gobs of pre cum into her most untouched area with little more than short whimpers of resistance.


    "Should a Queen whimper to an Incubus? This Queen will never be mine...but... perhaps a demon slave." She looked at him as if shocked before smashing their lips together. ''How degrading for any Demon race.'' Rena commented, but her heart fluttered, wondering if she had taken the wrong drug as the warmth deep inside her was so comforting.


    Her hips swayed as his rod became far too good at finding her most sensitive zones, her stomach tingling and lower half sparking with each mighty impact as her legs coiled around, helping him bring himself to yet greater heights of her submission.


    "Lancelot." Her teeth gritted; tears formed at the edges of her eyes. "How are you better than the males of my kingdom?" Rena questioned but received no reply.


    As the water was getting more active, causing waves to hit the bath''s rim with each hard slap. Rena felt everything so intensely; the fire below her waist burned as those strong fingers gripped her ass, sinking into her flesh as if to pull her cheeks apart forever, raising it above the water''s surface as he brought more weight down.


    "Nnnn... Lancelot.. Mmmmh.....Stop..."


    Lancelot held her in place and allowed her legs to move further down him, with her strong thighs supporting him as he got lower to start the next phase.


    "It''s strange... so hard... I''m full to the brim..."


    It was taking so long for Rena to adjust. Her heart was exploding with shame and conflict. How was it that the things she loathed in weak women of other races, submitting to me, were happening to her by this monster beneath her?


    "Little Oni, you will be my pet from now on," Lancelot whispered; his Incubus blood was stronger, and thus his desire to dominate women who slighted him or tried to trick him was immensely greater.


    Those fiery eyes that shone out in contrast with the white patch on his forehead showed power; she felt it could melt the hardest metal while she looked deep inside, finding the pleasure behind each piercing glare.


    "Ahhh!" Rena was near her end but cried out when something larger started to tear its way into her womb''s gate! Her stomach stretched to receive that new intruder, her slick pink barrier expanding to fit his assault.


    Rena felt a sense of terror wash over her as that new appendage settled inside her core; how did his cock grow bigger and start pushing into her!


    ''Different and strong males of her world, in both animal and magic creature, would swell upon ejaculation. ''Incubi appear to be the same way.'' Rena rationalised. It must have been why her belly felt so bloated with pleasure. His dick reached her furthest areas before releasing gushes of his seed; that must be it!


    ''The strong smell.''


    His fluids washed deep into her pussy walls, a sensation beyond description sending shudders up the Oni Queen. Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Then her release happened so quickly when his swollen meat started to push sperm through each thrust, moving with him, sending wave after wave of the stuff splattering into her like droplets of lava flying up her womb walls, hitting her cervix before leaking back down.


    Her eyes closed on her third, more massive release of sperm jetted out from deep within her core as every muscle below her abdomen rippled while squeezing his rod so tightly it felt constricted to Lancelot. The whole situation was messing with her mind in the best of ways.


    "Hmmm... what... I feel dizzy... the world is light..."


    Lancelot just watched Rena squirming around his lap while his dick penetrated further into Rena''s body. Lancelot remained silent as she moaned, watching a slightly disappointed look before another gush from his cock caused her back to arch as the seed leaked into the bath.


    The Oni struggled back, almost off his now reduced pole but was only moved to lean over the bath wall, exposing her behind as she felt him... enter her even deeper from behind.


    "Agh... Mmmm... so hot.... and deep....help... Milvar... I am going to surrender to him...


    he''s going to devour me... My core is begging to submit... Incubus... Lancelot.... scary..."


    Once again, Lancelot brought more pressure and strength into the woman. Smacking echoed with each drop onto Rena''s ass and lower body. Their shadows moving on the wall seemed as erotic and steamy as what they experienced. He only smirked, enjoying the view.


    While thinking about how a Queen was about to break from the pleasure, so good her eyes had rolled to the back of her head from the sheer bliss running throughout her mind to add a twist of defiled emotions that washed away any fighting spirit she might have used.


    ''This Oni does have such cute curves, though; even those ears are sexy. Maybe this meeting can go further and would be worth getting her addicted to her favourite way, taking that round bottom of hers after all!''


    Without even thinking or recognising that he had used one of his powers, an Incubi special, on her, she started shaking like mad once again, a clear liquid slowly melting her resistance to pleasure and making her thoughts more honest and clear.


    "Nnnn cock... it''s the one... so good. Hmmm~ nnn... deeper."


    He smirked because she started begging for what her body desired more, turning his dick upwards.


    The Oni below gave him such beautiful sounds while enjoying the taste that his fluids sent into her guts; it had almost made his beast break loose.


    Lancelot smiled and started talking to her. "If the strong, independent Oni race is known for breaking males, then my Incubus race is known for its sensual and addictive pleasure that destroys women, strong women like you. Rena"


    A sad but gentle look graced Rena''s face until he changed his thrusting style.


    Slap, the loudest noise to sound, had her gasp while his right hand''s strength spanked Rena to put a mark on her tanned soft rump''s cheeks to say whose bottom this is now.


    Her hair shook from the energy and the pressure of her face squished against the solid wet surface while seeing stars flashed in her mind.


    His hold was gentle, not enough to suffocate her, yet just perfect to feel dominated, and even though his cock remained calm inside her soggy depths, it was enough to shatter and re-harden her lustful essence before reaching such an unbearable high that her inner gates burst open.


    One last thing broke in Rena as the last barrier came crashing down...


    ''Please dominate me... Master!''


    [What!?]


    Both Lancelot and Milvar knew what was happening... "What... A Queen admitting a mere Incubus as master will create problems." Lancelot paused and took her neck roughly; it didn''t seem like the proud woman cared for the title she held.


    Smack, two more harsh impacts occurred that sped her mind to forget anything and even caused Rena to drool as more liquid dribbled out in front of him.


    Then, almost at once, Milvar sounded, with urgency...


    [MY QUEEN! USE SUMMON DRIVE! YOU TOOK THE WRONG HERB!]


    Rena couldn''t hear her mind partner shouting at all, nor could she speak any longer; she was too far gone, only wanting him to continue fucking and dominating her further as her vision slowly started turning black and her consciousness slipped away from the intense pleasure, the intoxicating feeling.


    Just as her eyes closed fully, she suddenly gained a moment of clarity as his hot sperm began to flood her depths once more, splattering like bullets against the lining in her pussy; she shuddered violently as his thick ropes shot, seemingly aimed for her deepest and most sensitive parts.


    Rena found that she enjoyed being a prisoner, despite knowing he might dominate and take her again if she asked...


    But then her eyes opened wide, glowing golden, as she kicked him away, with her back legs, muscular and tight, sending his body shooting into the distance, as a loud, sloppy pop sounded as he left her insides as the Oni Queen''s body shuddered, dropping to her knees.


    ''Milvar, what happened!? Why was I suddenly in love with that damn Male!''


    [I don''t know! But the herb you took had been banned because males once used it to revolt! It weakens the female''s mind and makes her susceptible to lust and pleasure!]


    "DAMN, IT!!"


    *Bang*


    Her aura exploded, but Lancelot was gone; she began to destroy the bath in her rage, losing her purity and not even testing the male properly... her title as Queen, the thoughts still lingering about asking him to dominate her.


    Anger... Rage! Now with a clear head, she recognised his name.....


    "It''s him; it''s him... it''s HIM!"


    ''Milvar, summon the army! Get ready to crush him.... that handsome incubus! That''s our target! Damn it! Damn it!''


    [My Queen....]


    "...I think I am now in... heat for Incubuses? Am I the same as his Queen, Astaroth?" Rena dropped to her knees and held herself as her body reacted intensely to all the fluids bubbling and leaking inside her.


    She tightened her muscles and began to pump it out from within; her body trembled with a lustful ache while hearing one word... Master echoed in her mind, repeatedly...


    Hammering the ground, her rage and fury didn''t fade... Because once ignited, an Oni couldn''t soothe their anger until the cause was crushed, destroyed or violated until it begged for mercy.


    Her skin and sweaty face flushed a bright red from being molested by the scent of her juices seeping through her clenched insides, seeping out onto her upper thighs from the hole, trying to keep her sanity.


    Her heavy breathing couldn''t help herself as she touched her face, feeling the rush. With her heart throbbing painfully from a sudden lust, "The herb hasn''t done its effects fully... I can still resist... that man... why was it so good... I want to taste that, please--"


    "NO, NO, NO! Cursed Lancelot... I will find you!" She howled while the man himself was long gone.

 Chapter 78: Chapter 9: The City of Narue

    [Silence, now the court is in session!][The defendant Lancelot du Lac has been accused of secretly sleeping with an Oni Hussy! A crime worthy of death!]


    {Death to the Oni!}


    {Master is charming; it cannot be helped!}


    {Brother... If you need to release that hot milk somewhere, Lusia is always wet and waiting}


    {Hmph~ stupid Master always fawning over huge tits!}


    {Big bro'' why go to other women? My blue ass is always ready!}


    Currently, Lancelot was on a large boat heading towards their goal, Narue city¡ªit was only after he came to his senses that the Oni that constantly followed him around and he ended up copulating with was the Demon Queen Rena, who seemed to be looking for him.


    ''Thank god she didn''t realise it was me until after I finished.''


    {Shaddap!} Ikumi made a voice imitating Vellan before her eating filled my ears.


    The girls were waiting for me on the other side of the huge river in the City of Narue.


    [If you didn''t have me, you would be stuck in the middle of enemy territory without knowing they would banish troops!]


    Morgana wasn''t wrong.


    Shortly after we came close to the city, she noticed the strange magical runes formed at the gate and realised that something had happened to cause unrest and troops were being rejected entry.


    ''Using my [Town Summon] and temporarily sending the others back to take the long detour was smart.''


    [My dear, beloved, wise and alluring King. That is not the issue now.]


    Her voice was gentle and loving, but the sharp daggers and icy chill running down my back told me she was pissed. Or rather, I probably wouldn''t have a night''s rest for the next 3-4 days.


    ''Forgive me¡ªshe used something strange that caused both of our demon bloodlines to resonate or something... I felt like if she wasn''t mine, then I did not need to exist.''


    [....Damn Oni Date Rapists!]


    ''Now, now, don''t be racist. From what I learned about that woman, she probably didn''t even check the label and accidentally gave that to me. She''s fierce, war-like and likes to fight head-to-head so this woman wouldn''t be so dirty.''


    It was at this moment that my ''brother, you fucked up'' sense tingled.


    [Oh my?]


    An icy voice, the sound of something cracking in the distance as he gave a wry smile.


    He forgot that Morgana only accepted the girls so far because they were allies or people she didn''t find any threat. But Rena was different; not only did they know each other.


    They were both of the same bloodline level and from a long, distinguished bloodline.


    [So not only did you fuck her several times, fill her with seed that was meant to be mine alone. Now you suddenly ''know her'' well enough to say this?]


    [Is she such a wonderful woman? Why didn''t you wife her then and there?]


    {Ah! Morgana is pissed~ Let''s go, Lusia, we should run away!}


    {Ikumi is scared, Morgana is scary~ wuuu wuuu save me, Master.}


    {Master, although I wish to serve you with every fibre of existence... Why choose some random woman when Marimo is always willing to satisfy your every need!}


    ''Wait a minute... It''s not just Morgana that''s strange. When did Marimo become a lewd girl who speaks that way? Ahhh, my gentle Marimo is gone!''


    {Fufu~ what are you saying, my beloved Master? Marimo is always gentle and loving for you!}


    Lancelot decided to fade out the women as they began to bicker and list his crimes against humanity.


    So he shrugged, walking to the boat''s deck and watching the distant horizon as his body swayed with the boat''s movement along the gentle water and enjoying the cool breeze.


    "A moment of relaxation before the world becomes chaotic again." Looking at the huge temple built in the centre of Narue, he could only feel amazed at how such complex and beautiful architecture existed in Avalon.


    "Let''s hope that I can heal my eye soon..."


    [So it''s decided! His punishment will be.....]


    ***


    The boat took 8 hours to arrive at the bank, with only 3 days left before he could return to the academy.


    Thankfully, Evaine had been emailing him the class information and lecture details, asking him daily if he was okay, wondering if he was training, and disappointed being unable to enter Avalon.


    In one slightly drunken message, she asked if he wanted her to sneak him into the academy to enter Avalon together...


    Somehow, she was more adorable than his last life; maybe all the teasing was worth it in the end, but if she knew, he was already here and growing stronger each hour that passed thanks to his bloodline stupidly strong passive trait.


    Evaine would punch him for sure.


    ''This woman, did she forget our bet, or does she want me to beat her...''


    Lancelot had discovered that his body was constantly improving and tempering itself since he drank that vial of the Demonic Black Dragon blood.


    The most obvious was his eye¡ªthe destroyed one was slowly devouring the divine energy that Excalibur emitted, something a mere Incubus could never counter easily.


    Then his other eye, now with a slit pupil almost like a dragon, luckily his black visor hid the changes currently, but he felt that his strength was growing rapidly even without levelling.


    ''At this rate, I will probably double in strength even if I didn''t level once in about one month.''


    [My King, you must not make that Oni, your wife...!]


    ''I don''t plan to. We were both under the influence of a drug, so I hope to apologise at least next time we meet. In this case, she is also a victim; it was her first time.''


    [Husband~ you are too kind; I am sure she is happy to have lain with an incubus!]


    He leaned over the wooden railing and let out a sigh. The fact he had done something wrong to Rena was true. Although they might become enemies, he didn''t consider the two things the same.


    Since he took her purity, he would apologise, but since they are enemies, he would fight her with everything he had.


    ''Well, who knows? I won''t do anything to make you girls sad. So let''s have some fun when I have finished the ceremony and summoned my next commander.''


    [Mmmm! Let''s enjoy life. We don''t always need to be worried about the future!]


    {Marimo wants to sleep in Master''s arms!}


    {Sister... You sleep naked; are you seducing our Lord?}


    {Ikumi wants to be naked with Master, too! Then the big thing will enter---}


    Suddenly, the sound of Ikumi''s mouth being covered as she was dragged away filled his mind.


    At first, he was worried whether something happened, but then Meru and Marimo just replied that everything was fine.


    She just needed to nap because Ikumi became too excited about the travel.


    Lancelot closed his eyes as the loud horn of the boat sounded.


    The beaches of Narue were now clear as they began to manoeuvre towards the pier with many monsters and demons coming to the deck, ready to leave the boat, all looking at the dark and brooding Lancelot with strange eyes.


    ''....''


    Lancelot looked to the pier and saw the girls all making noise; Meru and Marimo were chasing Ikumi while she hopped up and down, shouting, "Mastah!"


    The twins looked at him with their usual strange eyes while holding hands.


    ''Morgana... why are you so cringe!'' He cried out, seeing her waving a huge banner with his name on it and ''I love you, even if you cheated, husband <3.'' S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ***


    Stepping off the boat, he tried to ignore the girls whistling as he passed them, but sadly, they were not so easy to fool.


    "Oh, my~ is that boy the cheating husband... Well, he is rather handsome..." one of the middle-aged goblins said to her partner.


    "Cheating isn''t good, my love. I live only for you." The male answered despite his that were glued to Morgana''s body.


    "Lancelot! Heel!" Morgana shouted with a loud, authoritative voice.


    "Master! Ikumi is here, don''t abandon her again; what about the babies!"


    "Oh, my~ Master, do you dislike me? Marimo just wanted to spend some time together..."


    ''Damn... my head hurts, these girls... They are more difficult to face than Arthur.''


    Slowly, under the watchful eye of others, he spent most of the next hour appeasing the girls and promising them many things, such as buying some tasty buns from the bakery that Ikumi liked back home, letting Marimo stroke his hair as he slept on her thigh...


    Morgana and the two twins wanted something erotic, but he denied them, and instead, they settled for a date in the city of Narue.


    Undoubtedly, the capital had several great love hotels, romantic restaurants, and cafes. He would not lie to the girls - not on purpose!


    The sexual desires of the succubi that always haunted them have always been more immense¡ªhe also suffers those needs, but being at home with one of the girls always ends in that kind of "activity," which would take place in their bed or kitchen so while here he wanted to enjoy other things.


    ''Damn, I have to go to the cathedral to offer prayer for my second commander... How irritating.'' Lancelot thought.


    His eye moved around and looked at the huge amount of stairs and the ''No Flying'' sign at the city''s entrance with a very Eastern-style temple whose size took his breath away.


    "Okay, first let''s go to the temple and finish the Ode and offering." He said, as the women all clung to him and followed.


    "Damn... lucky bastard..." A young Orc muttered before being dragged away by a female demon. "Don''t look at other women! You are my lover!"


    Thus, Lancelot entered the city successfully, but Camelot was suddenly attacked!

 Chapter 79: Chapter 10: Eh? How Is This Correct?

    Lancelot was finally next in line at the temple because of how private and important the summoning was.They would leave him alone after he paid the fee inside the ceremony room, where he would sing his chant for the second Commander he unlocked.


    ''Phew... Finally alone. I hope those girls are not causing any trouble with their actions.''


    He stepped forward, offering the special incense to the braiser, before closing his eyes, taking deep breaths and letting his Ether flow freely through his body and the area around him.


    A slow process.


    This time, he wouldn''t rush and fail like in the past.


    Slowly the words of his new Ode began to form, but his eyebrows twitched, feeling this one was not meant for him.


    He was sure that those above were toying with him.


    Lancelot placed one hand on his chest with the other dancing through the air, his beautiful purple Ether forming myriad dancing lines shimmering and flickering as his lips opened to sing his Hymnal.


    "In realms afar, where shadows creep,


    A demon dragon, dark and deep.


    O'' Seraphim, with a radiant glow,


    Two souls entwined in fate''s fierce throw."


    The moment he sang the melody, unlike Morgana or Ikumi''s, it had a macabre timbre, as if doomed to end badly, filling the room with a glum atmosphere, his purple Ether transforming into a dark black shade.


    "Dissonance clashes, worlds collide,


    Yet destiny''s call, they can''t deny.


    Through battles waged and pain defied,


    Their love shall conquer, side by side."


    Yet his melodic voice with a desire to bring joy didn''t collapse; with hand on heart, he let his feelings known.


    "With blazing eyes and thunderous might,


    The dragon roars into the night.


    Her seraph''s grace, a beacon bright,


    Opposing forces, drawn to unite."


    He could feel the pain and rejection from the existence he was trying to summon, yet there was an allure that neither could deny. Now feeling a burning sensation in his scarred right eye as it began to bubble and burn.


    A test or trial! That is how he felt.


    "Dissonance clashes, worlds collide,


    Yet destiny''s call, they can''t deny. S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Through battles waged and pain defied,


    Their love shall conquer, side by side."


    Lancelot''s body was filled with a golden light which lashed at his body like a divine whip offering him the punishment for his sins.


    Yet he refused to turn away, refused to admit he was wrong. All his wrongs were for the greater good to save the realm!


    So he gritted his teeth and endured!


    "In chaos'' grip, their hearts align,


    To break the chains of an ancient sign.


    In trials fought and fears unchained,


    Their love shall flourish, unconstrained."


    The strong rejection caused his body to bend, blood oozing from his fair red lips. But slowly, it faded, becoming a warm, accepting light.


    Lancelot''s eyes opened, now able to see...


    Her beautiful outline and radiant wings.


    "Through battles fought and hardships faced,


    In loving embrace, their souls entwine.


    No longer foes, but hearts in sync,


    Their destinies are forever linked."


    A Seraphim just for him.


    The lady of judgment and wrathful ardour.


    "Now bound as one, their spirits blend,


    A union forged where light and dark transcend.


    Through darkness'' reign, a light shall gleam,


    The Lord and Seraphim, a transcendent dream."


    As the final words ended, his body began to collapse, a mixture of the rejection of his demonic and dragon bloodline rejecting the divine.


    However, a gentle pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders, her face cold and unfeeling.


    However, she looked upon him with a strange sense of calm, listening to the song she sang, which repeated thanks to the cathedral''s good setup, so the Ode repeated once, twice, thrice...


    The Seraphim finally showed a small, faint smile as her fingertips stroked the damaged eye; before it was completely healed, now a golden light shimmering where the dull grey pupil existed before.


    She used the light of Excalibur to reform his face and eye, his charm now both demonic and angelic.


    Wild yet sweet.


    Enough to charm even the Seraphim not to despise serving an evil creature.


    "My Lord, you must awaken and fill the land with your radiant light." Her voice was like a calming ocean making his heart feel at ease.


    Lancelot never expected to receive the gentle baptism of an Angel, one as powerful as a Seraphim.


    This holy power was beyond even Excalibur as she gently placed his tired body on the cool stone slab in the centre of the room.


    Her eyes observe the wonderful prayer room with countless pillars depicting the demon''s beliefs and mythology.


    She did not scoff or profane, nodding and accepting their path and beliefs.


    "A different world, different god. All should be balanced. There is no absolute."


    "My master, why do you sleep so comfortably? Was my divine embrace so pleasant you are not braindead?" She spoke with a slightly harsh tone.


    "Should I chop off the source of your troubles so that you can lead a happy life of celibacy? What good is a needlessly large one anyway."


    "Belief and prayer are all that man should need. Not sex, alcohol and sin."


    Despite that, her eyes still watched his naked form, swallowing as her fair neck moved gently, unable to take her eyes off his wondrous visage.


    "Your demonic weapon shall not tempt this Seraphim of the Ninth Order."


    "I, Nuriel, the flame of God, swear to serve Lancelot du Lac with my entirety and cause him no harm."


    The purple mana that was black and crackling with lightning began to swirl gently before it slowly turned into a beautiful violet colour and penetrated her chest, filling her with his Ether, heart, and commands.


    No longer the Seraphim of God but the Seraphim of Lancelot.


    Her beautiful face, covered by a silver mask, seemed to smirk as she gently sat on the stone table with her delicate creamy fingers.


    She stroked his soft hair, each time admiring how his grace and aura were close to that of a divine being despite being so weak and feeble.


    "My Lord, you must awaken. They know of my ascension, and a demonic aura is rushing towards this place as we speak."


    "You only have 1 day at most to escape... Forgive me, for your call, was both irritating and enchanting. I hate you and worship you..."


    "Like your beautiful Ode and Hymnal. I pray you can show me a bright future together. Where my light can shine within your darkness, offering you what little respite and rest it can."


    Slowly, Nuriel removed her helmet, the silver winged metal vanishing into a beautiful golden Ether, before she leaned down.


    Her soft pink lips puckered as she came close to his right eye.


    "Don''t misunderstand, unlike that demonic woman or your cute hares. I do not love you, nor will I try to love you. I am your sword, and I will burn your enemies."


    "If you can stir my frozen and sealed heart."


    "Maybe..."


    "But even the God who created me failed to do that."


    The next moment, her soft lips kissed his eye, the golden Ether from her body completely emptying as if ending her own life as she became a vague outline of her sigil and marking carved into his eye.


    Now with a beautiful star pupil with six dots representing her wings.


    "This eye will see through all lies, all falsities and resist any charm magic."


    "Until we meet again, my amusing yet annoying Master."


    Soft golden hair slipped down his cheek, a colour undefiled by the real world, while his hand subconsciously reached out. Only to feel the silky, smooth sensation before her body vanished and returned to his eye.


    "Ugh.... what happened...." Lancelot felt his power slowly recovering as he looked around the room with his eyes.


    Yes, eyes...


    The vision of his right eye was completely restored; rather, it was more powerful than ever before.


    He could see the dark Ether dancing around the room, traces of a divine Ether, and it wasn''t just the right eye. Somehow the repaired eye was slowly improving the left eye to match it.


    ''A strange summoning... I only felt her tight rejection, but she accepted me wholeheartedly as I collapsed. Only to reject me as I began to wake up...''


    Lancelot rolled off the stone slab as he felt his body become more healthy.


    All the exhaustion and tiredness from fleeing Rena and his battle with Arthur was gone.


    He felt the divine power in his right eye and realised it was beyond his sword, somehow causing his heart to race.


    ''What did I summon... I can only remember her beautiful face and soft hair...''


    ?My a stout Lord, please look forward to our meeting, but don''t think I''ll fall for you like that silly demon or hare!?


    ''Strange... Her voice was mature, adult and sexy before....''


    ''Why is it more like a 20-year-old or an angry girl now? A high-pitched voice at that!''


    ?Because I used all my Divine Ether to heal your eye, idiot!?


    ''Hmmmm? Why are you so willful? Shouldn''t you be kinder to your new Lord and Master?''


    ?He who lays with demons is a fool! I won''t fall for your charms or succumb to that huge, monstrous thing between your legs! Nope! I am going! Hmph!?


    Lancelot could only smile because her way of speaking was a little weird, but why did it always feel like she was saying something negative, but it felt like she was saying.


    "Please make me succumb; charm me with that huge thing."


    ''Is this the legendary Tsundere?'' He thought to himself, heading to the doors.


    ?Who are you calling a temperamental witch? Just wait! I won''t save you or answer your calls! I won''t!?


    He smirked before whispering her name, summoning her.


    The next moment she looked at him, her body dripping with water and naked, mouth wide open as she seemed about to explode in anger.


    "Ah..." Lancelot called her bluff, and seeing her body, he instantly cancelled her summon, unable to hold back if he saw her naked for a second longer.


    ''Damn... what a bombshell, are angels allowed tits that demonic....''


    ?!!!!!?

 Chapter 80: Chapter 11: Nuriel Vs Morgana [1]

    Lancelot had achieved his goal, and before returning to school, he wanted to get some last-minute training in on the way home.So currently, they were heading along the southern path, having taken boats to the south coast of Rynus city, avoiding any issues due to his actions before leaving last time.


    The sensation and warmth from the Oni Rena were still vibrant if he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.


    [Master, are you sure you want to fight against that undead horde?]


    ?Hmph! With me around, why would My Lord fear some disgusting undead??


    However, he didn''t know that he was being followed by a woman who was not only burned by his charm, but her body still ached from his touch.


    [Heh, you? A little birdwoman with six wings acting all cool]


    ?Hah?! A filthy halfbreed thinking even one pair of her wings is worth four of mine!?


    [Want me to make you horny and toss you into a goblin den bitch!]


    ?Shall I impale your slutty cunt on my golden spear to cleanse your filthy hole??


    ''...''


    Lancelot was a little helpless since he summoned Nuriel. She was like this with a very assertive and dominant attitude as she sat to his right pressing her body against him to point at Morgana, who did the same.


    ''Does she not realise that her actions are far more slutty than Morgana''s right now?'' He thought her right hand used to balance her, was placed on his crotch as if it didn''t matter.


    Even Morgana was only touching his thighs!


    {Master, are you alright? Your face is a little red.}


    ''Ah, I am fine, my cute Marimo.'' He felt that he would be ruined if these two women kept fighting. Maybe even losing his prized possession.


    [Darling, tell this bird brain how much you love me, and she should squat naked with a club in her ass and beg for my forgiveness!]


    ?My Lord, look at the perverted ideas she puts in your head. You should tie her to the bed and make her obedient!?


    ''...''


    Somehow why did it feel they were getting along better despite their vulgar and unbefitting arguments to people of their stature?


    "Ahem..." Clearing his throat. "Why don''t we try to get along or at least not fight."


    [Impossible! Her body stinks!]


    ?Forgive me, Lord, this woman''s crotch smells like rotten fish. I cannot forgive her for training the world.?


    He looked at the two women nodding at their different types of beauty. Morgana was like a sexy older sister you wanted to learn naughty things from.


    While Nuriel was like a friend''s super hot mother who you wanted to slowly, gently teach you about growing up with her soft and loving hands and body.


    ''It seems even I am beyond saving.''


    Meanwhile, a large carriage and more than 50 troops inside smaller carriages were rushing down the dirt road, tracking demons with golden eyes glistened with a blue and green colour looking towards the south.


    Rena and her subordinates were hot on Lancelot''s trail, with most of her army returning to base as she deemed him not worth the entire thing.


    With the rumble of their movement and loud howls of the Dire Wolves pulling her cart, Rena sat with her legs crossed in black and silver leather armour holding a huge club which seemed to be the Easter weapon, a Kanabo.


    Despite the narrow handle, the thick shaft was extremely thick and filled with sharp spikes along the four sides.


    Milvar was silently watching, unsure what changed in her Queen, but the scent and her movements the day before were very strange. "I cannot believe my Lord finally popped her cherry. Yet the man who had you howling like a brothel whore with a centaur was your enemy! Hahahaha."


    "Milvar! Don''t you..." But her voice changed as she felt a slight discomfort between her legs. ''Why does it feel like he''s still inside me... that thick club, how could my fingers compare... I won''t kill him but make him my obedient little sex toy!''


    Seeing her Master''s reactions, Milvar smiled, seemingly knowing she was smitten by the male and nodded to herself.


    "Let''s not kill him at least and first hear why those annoying humans want him dead. Isn''t that more interesting, My Queen?"


    "Forgive my intrusion, commander! Your Highness!" A female Oni riding directly on a dire wolf opened the curtain.


    "There seems to be a moderate force ahead, and the scent you have given the wolves to follow seems to be shifting towards them."


    "Oooh? Where are they heading? I thought he might use some cheap tricks again, but I guess not." Rena smiled with a strange look. It was a mixture of fierce hate and the look of a woman going to meet her lover. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''You should have run faster¡ªI am coming to get you. Fufu~ my club will crush your legs; then I will make you give me that pleasure forever!''


    This was the essence of female Onis and other tribes of the same race. Once they got a taste of their ideal mate, it was over.


    Even if the male ran to another dimension, they would find them. It was just a matter of when not if.


    "Arranged the Wolf Riders! We will attack them with a vicious charge when they slow down, pin them down, and crush them thoroughly!"


    Once the orders were even spoken, Milvar left the carriage, hopping on the back of the huge wolf. She then went to collect hers.


    She would lead the assault and wanted to see the man who could finally make her Queen less lazy and more focused. ''I don''t know who he is, but thank you. My Queen spoke about resisting the humans and the other demon lords for the first time in more than 10 years!''


    Back on the carriage with Lancelot now, Meru and Marimo were sitting on his lap as he forced the other two out because their wings spread feathers all over the place and slapped him in the face.


    "Master, are we going to fight the Oni Queen... She is a legend even to our small clan in the mountains."


    ''Hmmm?''


    "Marimo, why would you know about the Oni Queen from another world?" He asked while enjoying the rare obedient Meru, letting him brush her hair slowly with a light moan when he reached the base.


    "Ah... That''s because she comes from the same world as us. Quite a few of the demons in the area are from our world. The way we are distributed is our strength and which planet we came from."


    Lancelot leaned back before questioning her. "How do you know? Because I summoned you not one of your kind."


    Marimo just gently smiled at him before stroking his cheek. "Master, this journey had plenty of people we met, and there were at least 30 Frost Hares in the city of Rynus alone. Some were mine and Ikumi''s distant relatives."


    "Ohhh... it feels like I missed being chased by that woman so much."


    "Fufu~ it cannot be helped although you are amazing, the world still spins when you are absent."


    "..." Lancelot ignored the comment as he enjoyed stroking the fluffy hares and staring at the sky with a blue sun in front.


    Suppose humans could read his mood. They might say he was feeling free for once, though that soon changed once he sensed an abnormal number of Oni, and his golden eye shone faintly with a hint of bloodthirst, lust and interest as the star pupil began to glisten with a golden light.


    "We are being followed; they are faster and will soon be upon us."


    After walking quite a way, he took out a pair of rusty gauntlets that covered his hand, then turned to Marimo, who was already equipping her armour like an obedient warrior and Meru, who was on his lap, half dead from pleasure.


    ''Morgana, stop fighting with Nuriel. We have guests.''


    [But Master... she said you prefer her because she has bigger tits!]


    ?Liar! I said my heart is bigger and can encompass his needs! Hmph!?


    With a sigh, he tossed their fight into the back of his mind before taking off his clothes and putting on more protective ones slowly, the two hares in the carriage both watching him with blushing faces, even though Meru pretended not to care, "hmph what an ugly body... Meru won''t look even once!" Yet her eyes watched like hawks between her fingers.


    Suddenly from the horizon, hundreds of horses that looked like wolves bolted toward Lancelot and the girls with ferocious speed. There were no signs of weapons, and the front seemed to have Milvar leading the charge, a beast skin cloak across her body as she screamed.


    "For The Queen!"


    Lancelot pulled the reigns on his horse before he stepped forward, cutting his wrist as the blood danced around his body, forming a beautiful black and red scale armour, his golden eye flashing before his dragon wings sprouted, black with sleek scales and claws.


    He was the first to dart forward, his Gale sword in dual form as he bore down towards Milvar with a smirk.


    "Show me what you''ve got, pretty Oni commander!"


    However, the warriors of the Oni Queen were fierce and lifted their lances and bows, awaiting his impact.


    "Heh, silly man! Let''s skewer him and use his body as a flesh dildo!"


    "Fufu! The Queen said we can go all out! Crush the women; enjoy the man!"!


    "Hihihihih! To battle!"


    Milvar''s eyes opened wide as they were prepared as she summoned a wind wall protecting half of the wolf riders.


    Because the next moment.


    She blinked as an explosion of demonic and heavenly energy erupted from his right and left, destroying their plans to skewer him as the world shook from the sheer power of both attacks.

 Chapter 81: Chapter 12: Nuriel Vs Morgana [2]

    "Crush his commanders! Milvar! Eldar!"The wolf cavalry led by Milvar recovered her most elite warriors, moving to escape the damage dealt by Morgana as they lunged towards her with their lances aimed at her chest.


    On the opposite side, Nuriel was not under any pressure, as her body shot into the sky, holding her spear of light before she swooped down towards the infantry led by the dark elf Eldar with a huge bow aimed directly at the seraphim.


    ''Good work! Marimo support Morgana with Meru. Ikumi, to take the Hares and challenge their infantry! The succubus unit is left to you, Vellan! Lusia, support your sister! On the right flank!''


    "Counter his infantry! Use the heavy arrows; cut them down!" Rena Stood on the tip of her carriage; before her body began to pulse with a powerful electric crackle, her eyes fixated on Lancelot, who was flying rapidly towards her.


    "Ah... you little bastard! I will get you for taking my virginity!"


    Milvar''s troops swerved, dodging the barrage of shadow bolts from the succubi, her eyes watching the battle from the mid of her riders, holding her hands tight as if waiting for the perfect moment to strike.


    On the left, Eldars golden eyes watched the movements of Nuriel before she began to shoot her bow rapidly; five arrows were shot within two seconds.


    She fired with one arrow fully drawn and holding four arrows between her long fingers, a fierce smile on her face as she watched them shoot towards Nuriel with a strange black string attached.


    They pierced Nuriel rapidly, causing the seraphim to feel like a sponge, slowly draining out her blood. Her body spiralled in the skies before tearing the strings with a divine force blade; however, seeing Morgana playfully toying with the wolf riders made Nuriel''s face twitch.


    This battle had started differently than the initial skirmishes, and the numbers were far from equal.


    Lancelot''s troops were barely 150, with most being Frost Hares and the rest Sanguine Succubi. On the other hand, it seemed that Rena''s troops were 200 Oni infantry and close to 150 Wolf Riders, completely outnumbering them.


    With time passing, his troops would continue to diminish. ''Damn it... how come we ended up facing such high-level troops...''


    The seraphim Nuriel slunk down with her lance crouched, tucked into her shoulder as she charged the Oni warriors, her eyes narrowed as she smirked seeing the Dark elf with a bow suddenly dashing away, no longer able to fire at the incoming seraphim. S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Seeing the angel descend like a divine goddess, the men could only watch her charge with fear on their faces; despite being a mix of male and female Oni, they were like sheep, her blade cutting every enemy in front of them apart.


    It took one charge as a stream of blood rushed up in her wake; Nuriel''s holy energy was so dense that every attack or wound left an effect behind, burning and cauterising instantly.


    Meanwhile, on the other side, Morgana watched Nuriels display, "Well, not bad. I guess I have to get serious."


    "ALL UNITS! USE YOUR DOMINA!"


    A massive flash of light appeared within the distance, forcing the men charging towards them to be blown apart or burnt on impact.


    "Seems like I have to end this quickly... Milvar, you said?" Morgana flew higher, her eyes closing as she placed her finger onto the neckline of her corset dress, tearing it in half, "Don''t look away, or lower your guard."


    There was a slight pause as Morgana descended upon Milvar, her figure glowing dark red and leaving a streak like a meteor behind. As her body was enveloped in black light, now covered in scales with a visor covering her face and eyes glowing golden, along with the entire 40 succubus unit, they began to slaughter the Wolf Riders.


    She rushed forth, her two fists smashing into Milva''s spear and shattering it within her hands, her wings flapping erratically to force Milvar into submission.


    "Silly slut, don''t underestimate the Oni race!"


    ?Bloodrage!?


    ?Bereserking!?


    Instantly Milvar''s body grew slightly, now with thick and powerful muscles holding a huge stone pillar as her weapon, while the wolves and Oni riding them all began to grow too, a fierce fight between the succubi in the air and the empowered wolf riders began, brutal and vicious as blood, fur, wings and flesh were sprayed across the battlefield.


    ***


    "Lancelot!" Rena shouted, her body leaping forward and clashing with him, his body covered in black scales and a black visor, while his eyes were strange, one golden with divine light, the other dark red with an evil dragon-like aura. His swords were agile as he danced around her body, gracefully deflecting her huge kanabo.


    "Hello there, lovely lady. Would you care for a dance?" Lancelot replied, his body thrusting a blade towards her neck as she blocked steadily with the metal kanabo. Her skin glowed a light purple as he deflected them; he still couldn''t access her body.


    With the both of them clashing each other, the fight reached a new height; even Morgana and Nuriel were forced to change tactics against them; even though Milvar was on the run against Morgana, it was due to Morgana''s massive consumption of power, and so both of her arms and wings were injured.


    Similarly, although it looked like Nuriel had crushed all the frontline and was leading an onslaught on their rearguard, the golden eye and dark skin of Eldar forced Nuriel into submission as the dark elf shot her with countless arrows, bathing her in them as an arrow through Nuriels foot and then wing. In a matter of moments, the seraphim had injuries all over.


    "Hahahahahah! MORE MORE! AMUSE ME MORE LANCELOT!"


    *Bang!* Her club smashed into his swords guarding his flank, with the sound and force so great his scales began to crack, despite his powerful attacks only causing shallow cuts and blade wounds down her body and face, causing her to become more excited like their battle was merely foreplay!


    "How amusing, then let me show you a gift. Tiamat''s Scale Formation!" His twin swords separated and began to fly in the sky; 18 purple swords began to circle their figures before lunging towards the woman!


    However, when the blades lunged towards her, she showed a large smile before looking at him with those strange obsessive eyes she had when they were having sex.


    "Hmmm! This is quite interesting! A very dominating skill! If we survive, how about we make love again!? And make lots of babies!?" Her grin made him feel sick, but Lancelot couldn''t understand this woman''s logic! She was utterly unpredictable and uncontainable!


    Lancelot panted and moved rapidly as to stop her movements. Still, with each clash, his powers were reduced slightly, whilst the woman seemed to grow stronger, her body overflowing with excitement as her kanabo smashed down half the blades, while the others began to pierce her shoulders, back, sides, abdomen and knees. Yet she seemed to thrive off the pain with a lustful gaze.


    "Are you... trying to kill yourself?" Lancelot gasped.


    She leapt forward, "That''s the last thing I want to do~ We''re just beginning!" With one huge smash, her hands gripping tight on the massive club of steel, she lunged forward, Lancelot bracing himself as he stared into her eyes that gave him strange feelings...


    Was he scared? No... his feeling was like hers, delighting the desire to battle... It was not his demon blood or the divine blood... The black dragon in him wanted to fight, to devour and dominate this woman.


    He never wanted to have sex with this weird woman again, if possible. Still, Lancelot felt he would probably regret it as the battle finished... perhaps he was tricking himself...


    ''Damn it! What is this strange feeling building in my body!''


    *Clang!*


    He returned the Gale Sword to its greatsword form, blocking her heavy blow as the blade began to crack, Lancelot''s teeth gritting together as he sank into the ground, his black wings flapping rapidly as something began to hurt his chest and back; something was happening.


    ***


    A blade slashed Morgana''s face; her blood was purple before turning red a moment later; she fell to the ground as Milvar stood with one arm missing, holding a bent, bloody sword that began to melt from the purple blood like a corrosive acid.


    "Haa....haa..." Morgana stood, and two wolves lunged at her before her sharp-clawed wings tower them apart. "You dare... to stop me aiding my husband... Ah....." She was insane; her eyes turned a strange pink... as she throbbed with a powerful aura trying to break the seal placed on her body forcibly... "Wait for me....


    husband...."


    Her wings were large; they consumed her back before wrapping around her shoulders like a black cloak, while a faint outline of a demon''s head with purple eyes formed around her head.


    Her figure dashed as she tried to reach Lancelot, but Milvar''s body stood in her path, slamming down with her club after discarding the sword.

 Chapter 82: Chapter 13: Rena x Lancelot

    Meanwhile, a purple stormy glow washed over Lancelot''s body, his power rapidly increasing! His body grew slightly while the armour gained some extra strength before bursting out from the body; two enormous black and red dragon wings burst forth!"What is... Is this? maybe...?" His eyes glowed slightly before his canines and nails became thick claws before a large, scaled black snout covered most of the bottom half of his face; he could not comprehend what had happened, but his mind lost a small part to the voice in his mind... Lancelot was not a dragon... So he assumed it was another version of his demonic self rather than the truth.


    His entire body became almost like a dragon with four pairs of huge wings protruding from his spine and back; these new appendages felt natural as he lifted his blades, grinning darkly as he faced off towards Rena with his dual greatswords spinning in front of him before flying towards him again, he raised his swords to guard his face.


    The Oni smashed into his guard again; she saw the blood coating his body. The small trickle that leaked down his lip; was he bleeding?!


    A devilish smile formed on her face; he''d gotten so aggressive! Her legs lifted off the ground as a few steps created gulfs, causing her legs to lift before lunging towards the beast; she swung down while dodging as his arms swerved rapidly.


    She leapt forward, one step carrying her onto his left gauntlet while the next hit his helmet.


    He threw her off with one sword as she dented his blade with her kanabo before flinging back into the ground again, her body landing softly before it began to move! Her form slowly healed before she leapt again, ready to smash his blades with an unavoidable attack!


    But his knee smashed into her abdomen, his body somehow vanishing from her vision as an intense pain that didn''t subside; she stumbled forward as his fist grabbed her chest and pulled.


    His free hand punched as his body smashed down with her as if both were punching her at once; this strength! The difference in power!


    "He''s changed! Is this possible?!" She screamed; she started to feel a strange terror as his other swords left large gouges in her leg. She dropped again into the ground with an audible thud as the dirt broke the fall.


    Before her face struck the ground, the giant Dragonborn kicked down, shoving its powerful foot with such force it sent her into the dirt up to her eyes!


    The woman''s hair scattered, allowing Lancelot to see her expression clearly; there wasn''t rage, angst or fury; there was desire; her body embedded in the ground, her breath hot, forming steam as she looked at him with lustful desire, his sword was broken, not forced to fight hand-to-hand as his purple phantasmal swords were too much of a drain in this form.


    When she blinked, he shot forward!


    Lancelot slammed himself on her torso with the same massive damage, the crater with her body now far larger than her standing form, making her shudder.


    However, she was still standing, as though she relished her powerlessness as she raised both hands into fists, holding them up as though waiting for something, blood pouring from her mouth as she smiled at Lancelot.


    With a cruel stare that bored into Lancelot, who found her strange, such pleasure and thrill from fighting till death...


    Rena watched as his wings suddenly faltered, her heart pumping joyfully as he.. lost power?!


    Lancelot quickly leapt forward! Withdrawing from her gaze, the power drain was too strong as her fist smashed his face, and her attack began to fail. ''Did he see my strategy?'' Her mind realised he had dodged or lost too much power when he noticed the change.


    Smiling sweetly as she smashed his body into the ground, unable to defend, only focusing on the attack as she started to fight like a fierce tigress, throwing punch after punch, forcing him into a dirty melee rather than the graceful combat he knew.


    ***


    Morgana''s dark blade sliced behind Milvar''s knees as the large beast collapsed, but Morgana no longer had a left wing; both wings fell before being consumed as her right hand bled, and she continued to push through.


    But then, before Morgana arrived, a beautiful angelic maiden descended to his side.


    "Damnit...! That succubus should have killed Milvar long ago..." Nuriel spoke mockingly before throwing the half-dead Eldar, smashing into the wounded Milvar, and turning to aid Lancelot.


    "Should we even help them...?"


    Her eyes watched the pair as he  was now in a crazy punching match with Rena as his body lost most of his black scales, his wings torn.


    Yet, Rena was no better, her face bloody and bruised, her arms and chest filled with deep wounds and bruises, the two grapplings and rolling in the mud like children.


    "You''re so annoying! Just go down!" Lancelot shouted, his fist curling under her guard to strike her chin; there was no man and woman.


    Only the enemy for the two right now, as she hooked his arm, twisting it and pulling him forward with a crushing knee to his abdomen, the last of his dragon scales shattering into black Ether; as his body became weaker, she smiled with glowing eyes.


    "Are you done already!? Such a weak and premature man!"


    "Such words...." His face twitched, pulling his head back with all his strength and giving her a headbutt.


    The centre of her head burst with a bloody wound as they fell to the ground, his body covering hers as she began to shrink.


    Her Ether and abilities were spent.


    "Haa... you..."


    "Tsk... still alive..." Lancelot muttered before her hands grasped his face.


    Rena''s pretty eyes stared at him as if the blood and bruises didn''t exist.


    Before he could react, expecting her next attack, he clenched his abdomen to withstand the blow, but she kissed him.


    Although she lacked power for a wild kiss, her mouth parted enough to open his as well; their tongues locked inside; saliva dripped down between both sets of bloody lips.


    Her tongue was dexterous, forcing his defence down; one of her arms clasped his head. As he tried to move away, his last wing began to shrink, his transformation finally withering down before falling away as she gave a victorious grin. Her hand clenched onto his clothes, rolling over and pinning him with an impossible strength of will.


    "I said... next time I would be on top... fufu." Rena''s body moved lower, her hips over his abdomen.


    "Don''t be gross; take this...!" The exhausted Lancelot swung, pushing and pulling himself back, managing to turn as a punch hit his right hand; he could see the disappointment on her face as both began to crawl like beasts.


    "Ah..." In his confusion, her leg locked and pushed his, giving him no option, causing him to fall forward as her face was pressed into the dirt, and his hips pushed against hers, revealing his embarrassing situation.


    "Oh.... you''re hard!? Fufu... well... just slide my cloth, and we can fuck!"


    "Damn, Oni woman... who wants to fuck you... why are you so vulgar... using dirty methods to rape me..."


    "Haah... it was your cock that expanded my pussy so happily, filling it with your damn sperm!"


    As they rolled in the dirt, the two began to bicker, now their commanders all feeling embarrassed seeing their Lord''s being so strange... Most of the basic troops were sent back, while Marimo, Ikumi, and Meru also returned with damage to their bodies, not wanting their master to see them so messed up.


    Lancelot tried to keep his waist away with the strange battle continuing as it reached its end. His mind stopped processing how humiliating and degrading this fight was to them both, and it went on.


    Neither expected the battle would turn out in such an absurd manner or that the battle could reach such an ending, despite fighting with everything they could muster...


    With one last scuffle, Lancelot fell onto his back, while Rena fell on top of his chest; the moment she did eye, eyes widened as she felt herself being expanded, her soft insides tearing slightly from the sudden intrusion, but she was sticky and wet from the lust she felt during battle, as her hips slowly slid down, to envelop his length completely. S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Eldar, Milvar, return to the city." She ordered as her eyes looked down at Lancelot; their bodies now lay on the ruined floor of her carriage, hidden from sight.


    "Morgana, Nuriel, wait by the carriage..." Lancelot looked up at her, and she mouthed the words, "Let''s have our last battle using this?" Without seeking his agreement, her hips began to move quickly, with a loud wet smack, her breath blowing onto his face as she seemed to lose control differently, kissing his chest and neck addictively.


    ''Damn... I don''t want to fight back; it''s so warm and comfortable...''


    His eyes narrowed before pulling the last remaining power from his core... "I won''t lose to you!" Lancelot shouted as he rolled again, pounding deep into Rena''s wet cave as the sounds of lovemaking echoed; for a moment, he even forgot they were still in the war zone, with bodies on the ground around them.


    However, the victor was already decided as he managed to mount her; now on top, she was at his mercy.... Or rather, her eyes and body relaxed and seemed to surrender... "Fuck... harder..." She begged, "Fill me with your warm essence!"


    It was as if a different woman was talking now; her demeanour made it seem she didn''t enjoy dominating Lancelot earlier as much as she now enjoyed having herself ravaged savagely and aggressively by the warrior above her, his muscles, scales, and armour all long gone as the two moved wildly, their movements not slowing down in the slightest,


    His speed matched his thrust as her fingernails tore deep into his skin while his fingers gripped her thighs and hips like pincers, forcing her body up with every hip smash as they both gasped for breath, not looking like proper nobility in the slightest...


    However, it was a fitting end to what seemed like a never-ending battle and how they met...

 Chapter 83: Chapter 14: Rena X Lancelot [R18]

    ***"Surrender!" Lancelot grunted as he felt her hot, slimy depths clasping around his rod, the sticky folds twirling around his tip as they teased his glans with a warm, bubbly wrap.


    She was in no hurry to leave either; her head tilted to one side while giving him a playful expression of someone who had enjoyed themselves immensely after dessert.


    "Never~ Fufu!" Rena gasped, feeling his member pushing her insides more violently than before; this time, there was no drug, and her body was singing with pleasure as his hips jerked at a different angle, causing her to gasp.


    "Ohh~ fuck.... there!?"


    Lancelot wasn''t any happier with what was unfolding. However, his hips were relentless and powerful, like those of a stallion''s, driving into his companion at an increased speed. He reached out and grabbed at one of her mounds, enjoying the flesh pressing against his palm as he clenched, his free hand cupping the underside of the other.


    He let a faint growl escape the side of his maw, biting down on Rena''s collar while he felt himself drawing closer, their loins spattering loudly with each impact; Rena was the first to squeal a loud cry.


    "Nnnn!? Lance!? Oh God...!? Yes!!! So strong!!!" she howled, her teeth gritting together, eyes shut as her mind raced. Her climax was an unrelenting pleasure surging through her frame, the nerves exploding from inside her brain to the tip of her fingers and toes.


    Lancelot grunted loudly, huffing as he felt her depths squeeze around him again, milking his manhood without warning as it pumped the seed within, Rena gasping for air, whimpering quietly.


    Her loins, however, kept drinking his virile load, taking the shots one by one until Lancelot pulled away with a loud pop, Rena sighing, eyes barely open as the male stepped aside.


    "We... need to clean up." Rena''s Oni frame pushed him down, crashing into the carriage, breaking more wood as her lips wrapped around his half-erect cock, flopping to the side with thick goo from his sperm and slimy honey from her depths; she was horny and wanted more.


    Lancelot gulped, Rena sucking up and down his girth, feeling the Oni female pushing her maw, letting her fangs scrape gently at his glans as her tongue wrapped around his pole.


    "Fuck...." Lancelot whimpered as Rena sucked, drinking her juices while cleaning the gooey remains, bobbing her head quickly, enjoying the sounds the stallion gave; soft cries and a deep groan


    She let him go after some minutes, sliding towards him.


    "Surrender, Lancelot!" Her leg straddled him as her soft pink lips parted, revealing an eager hole dripping the remains of his release; Lancelot shook his head.


    "Never!!"


    Rena sighed and grinned, feeling the stallion ramming back his length; she lowered her body with a pleasant sigh, slamming her loins right on the glans while they kissed deeply; Rena loved kissing, feeling Lancelot''s tongue poking and swirling around the Oni female''s as their shared warmth slowly consumed them once again.


    "You''ll surrender! Just say when," Rena gasped, feeling the stallion''s hips jerking, Rena bouncing on him, moaning with his powerful thrusts, reaching for her breasts, pressing them firmly.


    But he refused to give up, his hands grasping her fat, meaty ass and pulling her cheeks apart, revealing her puckering asshole as she blushed and bit down on his neck before moving her hips faster, like a horse rushing to the finish as fast as possible, her insides bubbling with her sticky nectar and warm folds slithering around his thick cock.


    They held into each other, Rena growling in his neck as Lancelot growled back at hers, the Oni female mewling softly, feeling her orgasm quickly approaching, an explosion that rushed her brain.


    "OH!!!? Surrender already!" Rena barked as the stallion jerked and huffed loudly before he felt her inside clench down and begin to pulsate widely as her hips jerked from her climax. And pushed her down into the mating press, his hips slamming into her as he covered her mouth with one hand.


    "Surrender and become my vassal!" Lancelot gasped; Rena, smiling, licking the palm, giggling faintly as her loins milked and twitched widely.


    "Surrender...." Lancelot mumbled, knowing the Oni female wasn''t backing down anytime soon, but neither did his throbbing hard erection.


    "Make me yours!!" Rena mumbled and howled as the stallion began pumping her insides with his potent cream, filling her womb without a second thought.


    ***


    The fight had continued without much regard since the carriage broke, and both now lay under a beautiful sunset. Their loins mixing fluid after another, Rena smirking faintly as Lancelot slammed, roaring into the horizon; had she surrendered?


    Maybe... or she had convinced Lancelot to join her band; Rena didn''t mind and was very happy nonetheless!


    Lancelot''s eyes shut tight as he felt himself nearing another release, the Oni female moaning in his ears, her legs wrapping around him, bringing his hips closer as she felt his hard shaft pushing down into her folds, spreading the thick gooey fluid around them, mixing with dirt and grass as they enjoyed the last of their mating.


    "I''ll become yours, Lancelot... but not your slave... I will never betray you, so let me become your ally.... an ally with benefits... Nnnnn... this cock is too good...


    My insides are now your Haa....shape....!"


    Lancelot grinned, Rena, returning the smile, kissing the stallion as they started to move more sensually, like lovers, his hips twisting and flicking. Hence, his cock brushed along her g-spot as their hips smacked together.


    "Yes.... so good... Mmmmm....deep and gently...haa.....different... I''m going to cum!!"


    Lancelot''s ears perked as he felt the Oni''s insides begin to clamp around his length, begging for his sperm; he refused.


    "Faster.... please... just a little more...!"


    She begged; her hips began to work faster as Lancelot moved in and out of her, his cock throbbing wildly, and soon he was pumping her depths with thick, heavy loads that she drank eagerly, feeling her pussy overflowing with his creamy milk.


    She lay there panting heavily, looking at him.


    "Lancelot...!"


    He looked at her and nodded.


    "You''re mine!"


    Rena smirked, Lancelot moving towards her ear. "I''ll take care of you from now on... Ugh...." He thrust once more, penetrating the depths of her flooded womb. "You are mind Rena, get it right."


    "Mmm...Hmmm, okay.... nnn... it''s so hot and flooded inside me..."


    She giggled faintly as Lancelot began to pump more into her, filling her belly with another load.


    "Haa.... haa.... haa.... Lance.... no more...! I give up!


    I surrender... I''m going to get pregnant and die!"


    She hugged the stallion, pushing her loins more into him, his member spurting the last of his thick seed as his lips touched her neck, kissing and licking it.


    "Good girl."


    Rena smiled as her hand cupped Lancelot''s balls, massaging them slowly as his cock buried in her depths.


    "Ahem..." "Ahem!"


    Milvar, Nuriel and Morgana stood over them, watching as his half-erect member slipped out, spurting his final load as it splashed their feet and thighs... each showing an angry face at their Lords.


    "Do you know what time it is?"


    "Have you any idea how many times he came inside you?"


    "When will you fuck me that passionately!?"


    Thus...


    The short war between the Demon Queen Rena and Lord Lancelot ended with a joint defeat.


    They signed a special form of alliance in which they would NEVER betray the other. Rena added her clause that she would remain faithful to Lancelot until death, only taking him as a mate and giving birth to his seed, but would remain the Oni Queen and never marry unless it was him.


    "My Queen... why are you still sitting?" Milvar asked as Lancelot and his two Commanders left.


    "...." Rena didn''t answer, but her body merely trembled... "Milvar... I cannot move, that man... he is a monster... using my long life and saving up Ether... I barely lasted until now...


    Damn, incubus... I will win next time..."


    "...." Milvar just turned away with an angry face of jealousy.


    Eldar, on the other hand, brought a magical tool like a series of closed tubes. "My Queen... will you store the fertilised eggs using this ancient tool?"


    "!!!" Milvar turned back, shocked. "You said!?"


    "Shhh, Milvar... these girls will all become Oni, and it''s too soon for me to give birth...


    The tool will extract and protect and keep them frozen until I am ready to give birth, and their father will be happy to see them, too."


    She looked at his departing forces.


    "Now he hates me a little, only giving in to the pleasure and having a strong ally... I will make him turn around and fall for me. Then, I will pass on my title and become his Queen, not the Oni Queen. Maybe to one of these girls..." sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The two commanders only stayed silent... Shocked, their Queen used her brains for once...


    Meanwhile, in his carriage.


    "You are so cruel... What do you mean you cannot do it tonight!?" Morgana''s eyes filled with tears as Lancelot lay in a cold bath using a wooden barrel and leaning back lazily.


    "I can''t help it that my balls are swollen... That woman was too strong! I almost died."


    Lancelot could only pray to the goddess that somehow he managed to last a fraction longer as now his legs were like jelly, and his body was sore like someone had thrown him around, smashing him against walls and the ground.


    "Morgana, come get in the bath; let''s just cuddle and make plans... I didn''t make her my Queen because that spot is only for you and Guinevere for now... Okay?"


    "Hmph... still too weak to sleep with my true form... stupid...." She complained despite getting naked and climbing inside with him.


    Her soft body leaned against his as she pulled a liquid soap out of nowhere, "Hehe, I got this in the city... let''s have a nice soapy bath!"

 Chapter 84: Chapter 15: Return

    Two days after his alliance with Rena was confirmed, they began to share map information, and she also gave him the details of stronger lords who were close to him.''Hmmm, she seems to have wanted it to be every week, but I can''t do that... Haha.'' Lancelot laughed, reading the letter sent to him from Rena.


    "She seems to have purposely bought a special demon owl to send messages... that girl is so strange."


    He leaned back, "Don''t demons have phones?" before smiling and getting up from his desk in the huge palace.


    "This black citadel is so grand it takes me 10 minutes to reach the door if I don''t sprint.... at least I won''t get fat."


    Lancelot tied his response to the owl''s little jacket.


    The huge bird was three times the size of a normal owl, with black and silver feathers and a huge horn. In his reply, he arranged to meet once a month to discuss their alliance and ''other'' things.


    Otherwise, it would take up too much time.


    [My King, are you already better?] Morgana said, her voice seems to be holding back her laughter.


    {Master, do you need some tonics to heal your kidneys?} Marimo joined in using the eastern saying that a man needed to improve his kidneys if he couldn''t perform in bed.


    ''These girls are having a lot of fun!''


    Lancelot''s face turned red, and he coughed twice. "Haha, stop it, you two! I''m perfectly fine!"


    As he said so, the demon bird took off from his shoulder and flew off with the letter, leaving him alone.


    ''It is convenient to have such a big guy around to send letters.'' Lancelot thought as he saw it fly off into the distance.


    He stepped into the town, which was thriving, as Morgana accepted his suggestion that people could earn money from working hard.


    They use a bartering system to exchange furs and meats with the cooking house, tailor and leatherworker to make them nice clothes or food after working hard.


    ''Marimo, is it hard work for you and Meru to keep an eye on the Hares contributions and wages?''


    [Not at all, Master¡ªMeru seems to enjoy the work of writing everything down, although she asked for an easier way to store the information.]


    [As for the wages, we have kept it to something small, 1 Avalon coin a week with 1 pelt and 1kg of meat from every 10 they collect.]


    ''Hmm, that should be quite a lot to them, right?''


    Lancelot walked through the new houses upgraded and built by the Frost Hare workers, as well as the training fields where they were taught by Morgana, Vallen and Lusia, who were now also in charge of teaching them combat skills.


    ''They are working hard...''


    He saw groups of 10 Hares patrolling the walls, likely 100 of them in total.


    30 on the north wall, 40 on the west and 30 to the east overlooking the forest.


    "Oh? Did they build watchtowers in the forest?"


    Morgana stood behind him with a quiet face, smiling as she watched Lancelot manage the territory and look at their development. "Yes, My king. The idea came from Ikumi, who believed that sneaky thieves were stealing carrots and stones. Then when we crafted them, we found a stray imp nest formed due to the mana in the forest."


    Nuriel was on the opposite side, unspeaking after seeing her Master''s embarrassing state. She seemed to become more distant and rarely spoke. ''I need to fix our relationship soon, but it''s too bad I need to focus on growing stronger and dealing with the damn Pendragons.''


    Lancelot stepped towards a small opening south of his town, opposite the Succubus summoning statue that seemed to have upgraded; the Heroes upgraded it because they wanted more sisters to play with.


    "This is the place..." He whispered, taking out a small statue of a beautiful angel with six wings. It was Nuriel, and the one for succubi was Morgana, but he only realised it after it was upgraded.


    He found it lonely that they no longer spawned from his throne but guessed his pedigree needed to be separated from his subjects and warriors.


    ''Interesting, I''ve not heard of commanders being the image of worship before; normally, it''s their god or queen.''


    "I wonder if I should put statues of myself everywhere, aha..." Lancelot chuckled, but no one laughed along with him.


    ''This is awkward...''


    Lancelot stepped forward, using his blood to power the summoning, and soon a group of angels arrived¡ªa total of 10 with 2 beautifully clean white wings.


    "Hello, Sir Lancelot!" The first was a girl with short white hair and green eyes; she wore armour like all of them, with a large spear in hand.


    "Hi, what''s your name?"


    The girl smiled, "My name is Risa! I''m the leader of this unit." She bowed her head respectfully.


    Lancelot said, "Hello, I''m the Lord of this land, and it seems you will be my guard unit." He paused as he noticed something wrong with them.


    They looked at Morgana with a nasty look and revered Nuriel... ''Ah, a Demon Queen and Seraphim... I guess


    The other 9 members were girls with the same white hair as Risa and the same beautiful white wings.


    "Hmph! So, you are a Demon, and she''s the one who took our Master''s purity!" A young girl spoke up angrily and was quickly stopped by Risa.


    "Lexia, please stop that now! I apologise, my lord; we will work hard." Risa spoke seriously, causing the others to stop speaking and salute Lancelot.


    Lancelot had a small smile, "I know it is difficult to accept, but I hope you can get along with Morgana."


    As he said that, the other two Commanders stood forward, and Marimo, Lusia and Vallen stepped beside him.


    "My territory is where demons, angels, humans and beastkin can ALL live without the threat of someone judging them or making them feel unwanted; if you can''t accept this, then I shall have you executed."


    His eyes narrowed, forcing his aura to almost crush the girl named Lexia as she knelt on the ground shuddering, "Forgive me, forgive me.... forgive me...." she begged.


    "Mmmm, everyone deserves a second chance here, so try not to let your former thoughts and views blind you to my true paradise."


    His words caused all the angels, even Nuriel, to feel shocked before he continued. "I don''t expect you to believe me now, but one day. I will make you worship me more than any other god."


    The girls stood up, and Risa stepped forward and knelt respectfully.


    "We are yours to command, Master Lancelot." She said, causing the others to follow suit and kneel, even Nuriel.


    "I serve Master Lancelot as his guardian," Nuriel spoke for the first time in a while. Her voice was cold, but it didn''t matter, as she was a seraph and had earned the respect of all the angels, but it seemed she did not care.


    Lancelot nodded and looked at the girls.


    "Please stand." He paused, looking at each of them, "I''m sure some of you want revenge or to prove you are right, but that''s fine, but remember, it was your god that abandoned you. Otherwise, why are you thrown to my side like unwanted goods?"


    "I am your God now." He spoke and left Morgana to sort out their living situation.


    She smiled as he left.


    [He''s becoming more confident and manly... But why won''t he sleep with me!!!]


    ***


    Lancelot suddenly opened his eyes after leaving a huge list for Meru and Marimo to care for.


    He needed more metal and other ores to upgrade the blacksmith to Rank 3. ''I asked them to scout, but let''s hope they don''t push it too far... despite upgrading the Frosh Hare''s summoning tool, only 20 would spawn a day.


    "I have 322 Frost hares and 50 Succubi..."


    ''Too small...'' He thought as his body was sitting on the cool stone of the arena, the moonlight shining on his body, as he leaned back, taking a breath to sigh.


    "L-Lancelot?" A mature and beautiful voice sounded in the darkness as Evaine, standing in her black skirt and suit, held a folder in her arms as she seemed to be leaving. "Why are you on the floor?"


    His heterochromatic eyes looked at her, one golden with a star pupil, the other silver with a slit pupil looking at her; he just smiled and said, "I can beat you already."


    Lancelot''s words echoed through the empty yard, causing Evaine to stand with a shocked face.


    "What do you mean by that? You don''t think I am strong?!" Her voice raised, and the folder she carried flew off into the distance as she moved towards him, "you are always like this! So cheeky, not respecting me as an instructor! You fight Arthur and almost die before vanishing! Do you know... I had to be."


    Lancelot shook his head and laughed.


    "Don''t Laugh at me!" Evaine roared, her aura bursting as the ground cracked under the pressure.


    "It''s funny! How you can''t tell, you''re so weak. You are the same as Arthur. Thinking you are the strongest, you don''t even know how to use magic properly!"


    Lancelot''s words hit Evaine like a hammer, and her eyes glowed with anger, but unlike him, she knew there was more to the world of Avalon and magic itself that even an old wizard like Merlin was still learning.


    "I-I do! I am a master at the wind and fire magic! I can beat you easily!" She shouted angrily and lifted her right arm to cast a spell, but Lancelot stood up and grabbed her wrist.


    "Hmmm, what a weird feeling..." He whispered, his eyes glowing while watching her magic, "This... this is something called magic?" sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With the flick of his finger, he instantly cast the same ball of wind before it transformed into a ball of flames, causing Evaine to look shocked, trying to pull her hand from his tight grip.


    "W-What happened.... how!?"


    "Haha, I guess you can''t tell. But your magic and ability to cast spells waste so much magic because you use improper ways. If you want to learn more, how about you treat me to a meal sometime soon?"


    Her mind was in chaos as Lancelot suddenly let go of her and began walking away.


    "You should ask yourself why you didn''t need to learn more, why you think you are the strongest... it''s funny. That''s how it is..."


    As he left, she stood looking at his back, trembling and thinking. ''I can''t be weaker than that cheeky boy...''


    "Why is he so strong?"


    Her body shook before gripping her fist.


    "I''ll show you! Let me learn your secrets! A date, sure! Easy...."

 Chapter 85: Chapter 16: First Drink, Deep Connections.

    Lancelot was a little exhausted, not just physically but rather mentally. In this life, the daily management of his troops and commanders was too hectic, with them all being young and attractive women rather than gruff goblins and orcs.''I need a drink...''


    He didn''t want to disturb Sebastian at this late time; who knows, the man might have a wife and cute daughter, and the world would soon become hell.


    So he walked the cobbled roads quietly, with the occasional couple holding hands and walking along, greeting Lancelot with a smile.


    It was peaceful as he watched the scenery of his hometown; a sense of relief and desire began to surface.


    ''I almost forgot how beautiful a place my home was, the wars, Avalon and Arthur...''


    "When was the last time I took a moment to appreciate this place?"


    He quickly took out his phone and began to message Guinevere and Sumika because they both still freeloaded at his place despite having their elite apartments.


    In a few days, it was filled with their makeup and other crap...


    ''Yet when I told them to put it back in their apartments... they were like "Sorry... I have too many outfits... and there''s no room. It''s okay, right?"


    So after he messaged them, he turned off his phone and the connection to his troops other than emergency contact.


    Of course, looking up at the local bar, "The Celtica Tavern," he had already sent an invite to the nobleman who seemed to want to make friends.


    Edward Barret.


    Lancelot opened the door.


    His current outfit was the Elite uniform washed, ironed and cleaned by Marimo in the other world.


    She had used a berry that smelled like vanilla and flowers like lavender to add a scent soothing for him and the people around him.


    It wasn''t a placebo; those items had magical effects.


    ''Well, Marimo is amazing, or rather Frost Hares all knew this... we used just to clean things in the lake, hahaha!''


    The scent and the clean and silky soft feel were also part of her hard work.


    Inside the bar, it was rather quiet, but several customers were nursing their ale mugs, talking amongst themselves.


    The Celtica people originated from the Far Empire and an island west of the Empire and lived there before the central people settled from another land.


    Celtica could be traced back to before the current King and Empire, and some said they were the true heirs of the Empire.


    Most of the nobles in the Empire would likely execute a commoner who said this out loud.


    While the people in the Empire were more accepting of the commoners and even encouraged them to speak their minds, those who held power would not relinquish their privileges without a fight.


    And that made Lancelot chuckle. ''Their damn pride as noblemen, I''ll thoroughly crush them,'' he thought.


    In the far corner of the tavern, he saw a nice open seat before heading to the bar as the pretty ginger barmaid was pulling a pint for another gentleman who gave Lancelot a note, "Oh er'' a student? How fancy, haha! Come fer a pint ere'' Laddie, you one of us?"


    The man''s heavy accent was rather pleasant to the ears as Lancelot smiled with a nod. "Haha, well, although my family originated from the Celtica, we lost that fine accent," He smiled, flicking five silver coins to the barmaid. "I''ll take care of the gentlemen next pink. Can I get two more of what he''s drinking? Thanks."


    The ale was dark, like night, with soft suds bubbling at the top, a creamy layer of heaven.


    ''This stuff became rare once the world became hectic... Ah... I cannot wait to drink this ice-cold Guannis!''


    "Ooooh, good boy! Ere'' have some o'' me snacks." The man tossed him a packet of the best "Pork Scratching" as Lancelot caught them mid-air.


    "Sir, your amount is more than enough for 10 pints..." The pretty barmaid whispered while Lancelot felt amused at the difference that inflation a year later would make. "No worries, take a few silver for yourself, work hard. You''re looking to enter the Academy, right?"


    Lancelot could see the practise sigil on her left hand; this was used by students or people training to enter the Academy to become a Lord. Now he had real ones with the succubus on his left, frost hare on his right, and a seraphim''s wings on his back.


    "Y-Yes! T-Thank you, sir!" She bowed happily.


    The man smiled as he looked at Lancelot before he stood up and went to the toilet; Lancelot took this chance to take his pints and head to the corner seat. He liked that the ash-coloured wood around the bar was glossy, but the scent of ale and tobacco was soothing.


    ''Heh, the ladies will be very surprised when they find out that I''ve been spending time drinking ale, haha!''


    As he sat down, the door opened as a well-dressed young man entered, his blonde hair swaying as he looked around before seeing Lancelot''s arm waving to him.


    "Yo, Edward, was it?"


    "Lancelot! You''re fine... not even a scar!?"


    "Haha, didn''t think you''d be here so quickly."


    "Well, I am curious about this fine ale, and this place is the best in the town... but you seem close to the staff?" Edward chuckled as he looked at the barmaid, who looked at them nervously before returning to serving other customers.


    "Hmm? I gave her a few tips to help her get into the Academy. She is a hard-working girl, that one. You know how it is; they need the coin, so I gave her more."


    "Why does it look like she wants to ''Repay'' you..." Edward smiled with an obscene look, but the white beard from his ale made him look stupid.


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulder as he sipped his ale; the foam covered his lips with a long sigh, as he could feel the bitter yet refreshing drink wash down his throat.


    "Good ale, I was a noble in the past by blood, then again, I will become a noble once more... Because we''re Lord''s, haha." A slight bitter tone came from his lips as Edward could only grimace, remembering the Celtica noble''s purge that ruined most nobles with a history even longer than the kings.


    Edward was one such man who didn''t care much for his enemies, but his allies and friends were different. And he wanted Lancelot to become his best friend.


    "Say, Lancelot, what would you do if you could change things? What if you could make our lives better?"


    The young man asked Lancelot as they chatted, enjoying the ale. Lancelot sighed, "That''s a rather heavy question..."


    Edward shrugged his shoulders as he downed his drink. "You don''t have to answer me, but... If you had the power, could you change the system? Would you want to?"


    "It depends, I guess... I believe some things should stay as it is, and some should not," Lancelot replied, looking out to the dark skies."


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    The young man seemed satisfied with his reply as he raised a mug in a toast. "Then I shall pray that you do not have regrets when that time comes."


    After that, the pair enjoyed a good drink together and bragged about their lovely wives. (Guinnevere, Marimo and Morgana) For Lancelot and Laura for Edward.


    ''A good man...''


    After they finished, Edward took out his phone and gave Lancelot his private number.


    "Lancelot, thank you for tonight; if you need anything, call me."


    "Hahaha, you''re the same age as me. You don''t have to sound so distant, but thanks, Ed."


    "Ah, young people, full of life, and it''s a shame, but I cannot join them, haha!" The old man at the bar laughed as he wiped the counter while watching Lancelot leave after adding more tips to the jar as he left.


    "Dad... why do you pretend to be a punter every other night?" The ginger barmaid asked, her eyes watching the handsome Lancelot leaving after sighing to herself.


    "Oh... sorry, Miri, but that boy was so handsome, I worried he might try to take you away to his bed, hahaha." The old man''s left hand showed a large blade and shield, showing he was a Lord. "But even when tipping or speaking to you, he never looked away from your face or stepped over the line... a good lad, even ate the pork scratchings I made!"


    Miri couldn''t help but blush as she took the pint mugs away. "D-Dad, that''s only because he doesn''t know how you make those."


    "Hmm, and you don''t tell him?"


    "S-Shut up; I''m going upstairs, you idiot."


    Her father only smiled as he watched his daughter leave the bar and head upstairs. He heard a quiet sigh in his head. "You can''t stop them growing up... oh boy, Angela, can you watch over her to ensure that handsome lad doesn''t make her cry? Those eyes seemed serious."


    The next moment, his head was slapped.


    He turned around, about to shout, but the ginger woman, looking around 38, wearing a long black dress with leather gloves, looked at him with a frown. "Who will watch over our daughter as if she''s dead?"


    "Big man'' you wantin'' me dead, aye?"


    "Ahh... wife, forgive me'' it was a joke! Aye, a joke!"


    "Tsk, who were ya talkin'' about anyway?" She asked, placing her bag on the counter, a black spider sigil on her left hand.


    Another Lord.


    "Some handsome lad named Lancelot, tipping your daughter and making her swoon... She might have a swollen stomach if we don''t pay attention-- Ouch!?"


    Once again, his wife slapped him, "What swollen stomach! Our daughter isn''t an idiot like you."


    "Wife, please..."


    "Hmmm, go upstairs and get tea on. I''m starving."


    Angela looked at the door, her hair darker than Miri''s with a more sinister atmosphere... "The boy who gave that prick Pendragon a scar made our Miri swoon..."


    "Fufu~ interesting fate. Our old ally, the Du Lac''s boy, met his ex-fianc¨¦e... haha. Interesting... Grandmother... your belief in fate seems more interesting to me now..."

 Chapter 86: Chapter 17: A New Day

    Heading home on the night of Windsor City, Lancelot felt the rush of the wind through his silver hair, helping the alcohol leave his system."The distance home is so far..." After 20 minutes and reaching the complex, he complained but was dramatic because he sprinted the whole way and was a little sweaty and tired. "Ahhh... I''m finally home!" He said to no one in particular.


    Lancelot took out his keys as he left the life, but his apartment door opened before he could insert them into the lock. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You''re back, Master," Sumika said brightly.


    She was dressed in a strangely sexy maid outfit that revealed her tight thighs, with enough muscle to show her hard efforts, but the inner thigh was filled with creamy soft flesh; it was truly a wonderful sight, especially with her long black hair that went all the way down to her butt.


    Lancelot smiled at his cute fellow student, but since she took the master and servant pact so seriously, he went along with it. He held back a chuckle from her modest chest, letting the outfit slip down, revealing her small pink cherries with a slight indentation on the tip, like a cute dome.


    He wasn''t sure if it was due to the alcohol, but he felt a little lax tonight, leaning forward and hugging Sumika tightly into his embrace, her soft hair brushing against his neck as she squeaked. "I''m back," he said, his hands sliding down to her back to feel her soft skin, even through her clothes.


    Sumika froze as she felt his hands moving down and gripping her butt, his fingers digging into her flesh as she trembled.


    She tried to struggle, but Lancelot''s strength was too much. Guinevere was sleeping in her room, causing the small heart of Sumika to race after listening to them have sex every night since they came here... It was torture for Sumika, who developed a crush on him first.


    Or else why would she bathe naked with him at her family dojo?


    "Master..." Sumika struggled again but couldn''t break free as he slowly led her to his room.


    "You can call me Lancelot tonight."


    Sumika paused. She didn''t want to admit it, but Lancelot was her first friend when she came from the East. But he was a boy... when they trained each morning when fighting together, she felt shocks travelled down her body when he brushed against her chest, hips and body.


    She was also secretly glad he hadn''t found out about her being the one who posted his cock on the message board, which he had yet to ask about.


    When he fought Arthur and vanished, she began to worry he would never return... even though it was only a few days, it felt like years. And then he appeared at the front door when she wanted to leave as if to tell her, "Don''t go!"


    Lancelot opened the door, pulling her in before closing it.


    "Master, I..." Her heart hammered in her chest, feeling his hands reach around her body and caressing her flat stomach, slowly going higher towards her modest breast.


    "You can call me Lancelot... Sumika." He whispered into her ear, his voice tickling the nerves in her ear.


    "Sumika, it was you, right?" His hands lifted her body, enjoying the warmth of her ass using her squishy cheeks, a ripe peach, squishing through his fingers using her ass to lift her onto her tiptoes.


    "That... that''s..." Sumika tried to respond, but Lancelot''s lips found their way to her neck, kissing her flesh as her mind melted, and she felt lightning rush through her body, electrifying her skin and making her nipples stiff.


    "Ahhh..." Sumika''s eyes rolled back as he began sucking on her neck, leaving a hickey behind, "Mmm... Lancelot!"


    "That''s it... Good girl, Sumika."


    Lancelot reached around and squeezed both of her tits, enjoying the slight firmness, like soft fruit, in his hands as she moaned, and her body became like jelly, his hands holding her up by the hips.


    His hand went lower and slipped under the edge of her panties, cupping her soft, squishy mound and feeling the warm slick juices covering his hand as he squeezed her ass again.


    "Your body is so honest..." He whispered in her ear.


    "N-no, I..." Sumika stuttered as she tried to deny it, but he moved his hand from her ass to her pussy, sliding two fingers inside, pumping them in and out. Sumika moaned as she felt him exploring her cave, rubbing his thumb against her clit, stimulating her body as she trembled.


    "That... this is...!"


    "It''s okay... You''ve been waiting, right?" Lancelot whispered in her ear, and Sumika''s body convulsed as her mind went blank, and she came, juices flowing from her pussy.


    "Ah...!"


    Sumika''s body shivered as her legs gave out, but she didn''t fall.


    Lancelot grabbed her, and they both landed on the bed, her legs across his lap as she sat on his thigh, looking at him with her heart racing like a little deer. "I know you might have been frustrated at us, but it wasn''t nice to use Guinevere''s picture... It could have spelt ruin for her entire family, you know?" He leaned in and bit her neck with short nips.


    "I-I''m sorry! I didn''t mean to!"


    Lancelot looked at her with a smile, "I know... it''s okay; I''m not mad."


    Sumika looked relieved, "Really...?"


    "Yeah... I want you to be more considerate. You can do anything to me, but that girl is fragile despite seeming confident and strong."


    Sumika nodded her head, "Okay..."


    Lancelot smiled and leaned in again and kissed Sumika, her eyes widening before closing as they embraced each other in a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her chest against him as her tongue explored his mouth, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance as their bodies heated up.


    Lancelot''s hands reached around and unzipped her maid uniform, removing it as their tongues tangled.


    "Mmmm, Sumika, you like me as a man, right?"


    Sumika was in a daze and couldn''t respond as Lancelot pushed her onto the bed, removing her panties and exposing her slick pussy to the cool air as she shivered. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chiselled abs, which she stared at with red cheeks.


    He reached down, his hand cupping her soft flesh, parting her petals with two fingers, gently stroking it. "Answer me; as your master, I order you."


    Sumika''s body tensed, and her heart raced, "I like you... training with you was fun; at first, you were just a handsome guy who didn''t criticise me for being foreign. Then the more time I spent, the harder it became to stop wanting to meet you, to spend each moment of the day with you... I asked my mother before swearing myself as your kunoichi..." She whispered.


    Lancelot smiled, "Good girl, you can have a reward."


    Sumika''s mind blanked when she suddenly felt a sensation of pleasure like none before; her insides teased with his fingers, causing her mouth to open like a fish out of water, her eyes desperately looking at him, "No, not there...!" She said with embarrassment.


    Lancelot chuckled at her response, "You are so tight and wet... it must have been lonely to not have me around for so long." He said teasingly as she whimpered and moaned, her hips bucking.


    "I-I haven''t touched myself there..." Sumika''s voice was shaky, but she kept her eyes locked on him, pleading for him to stop teasing her. "You haven''t been lonely and frustrated?" Lancelot''s fingers sped up.


    Sumika shook her head, "N-no...!"


    Lancelot paused, his fingers stirring faster, searching as he stared at her with a frown, "That''s not good... you need to be honest with yourself."


    Sumika was shocked by his words, and her eyes widened as he slowly slid his fingers back and forth, teasing her before they touched a place that felt amazing; unable to hold back, she gasped and moaned. She squirmed, her legs kicking as she tried to escape, but his body pinned her.


    "St-stop... ahhh!" She cried out as he continued rubbing, causing her body to shiver as her mind became numb with pleasure, and she lost control of herself, moaning as she came. Her chest rose and fell as she panted, her body tingling as he removed his hand from her lower body, filled with sticky threads of her slimy nectar.


    Lancelot chuckled and licked his finger clean, "You taste so sweet. Sumika..."


    Sumika''s mind was dazed, and she closed her eyes and lay there, breathing heavily. She felt him reach over and grab her leg, opening her eyes and looking at him as he brought her body to his chest and wrapped them in the quilt.


    Lancelot kissed her face, making her jump, "There''s no need to rush, so relax," he said with a smile that made her heart melt.


    Sumika blushed and nodded, "Okay..."


    She felt him tightly embrace her back, which filled her with a different type of pleasure. "Master... Lancelot..." She said softly.


    "Hmmm?" He responded.


    Sumika swallowed and looked him in the eye, her heart racing as she opened her mouth, "I like you... Please stay with me forever." She said, her voice wavering.


    Lancelot smiled, "I like you too, Sumika. I''ll stay with you as long as you want." His large hands stroked her soft black hair as he winked at Guinevere at the door, who slowly came in and climbed into the bed. All three of them hugged together.


    "Good... I''m glad," Sumika whispered her head against his chest. She listened to his strong heartbeat and knew he would protect her.


    "I''m sorry for being selfish..."


    "It''s fine... I''m happy to hear you say it." Lancelot said, and she smiled as they drifted to sleep.


    "Lancelot..."


    Guinevere woke up Lancelot in the morning.


    "What is it?"


    "We need to get ready for school," she said with a smile.


    "Oh... Okay." Lancelot nodded, "Let''s get up then." He said as they got up and began getting ready, wearing their Academy uniform, but he noticed Sumika was curled up like a cat between his legs. "What''s wrong? You look pale."


    Sumika''s body was slightly pale, but she smiled, "I''m fine..."


    Lancelot frowned and lifted her chin to look him in the eye, "Are you sick?" He asked with concern.


    "No, I''m not," Sumika said, her cheeks reddening as she tried to hide embarrassment. "It''s just my body...." Before she finished, Guinevere looked like she realised, grabbed her hand, and pulled her out of the room.


    Only shouting back, "It''s a girl thing."


    ***


    After a light breakfast, the trio were driven to the Academy by Sebastian and stepped through the gates with confident strides.


    Since it was early, only a few students were walking around, but those who noticed them began gossiping.


    "Well, this is our life from now on, huh?" Lancelot joked, with his arms wrapped around Sumika and Guin''s waists.


    But he didn''t care.


    This was the start of his rise to the top, his new eye glistening with beautiful light, but only those he allowed could see the difference.


    ''This pupil is cool, though...'' He thought, leaving the star-shaped pupil for all to see to sate his immature vanity.

 Chapter 87: Chapter 18: Mana Efficiency [1]

    Lancelot sat at his desk, toying with the display of his datapad, waiting for class to start.To his right, Guinevere, and on the left, Sumika, after kicking away the other stead students and usurping their desks.


    ''I didn''t expect these girls to be so crazy.'' Lancelot thought as he saw his two classmates stare at him as though he were prey.


    "Hey, I said not to get too close."


    "It''s fine; since you''re my partner, I can get close all I want. Besides, we''re just sitting together, so there are no problems, right?"


    "Yes, you''re right," Sumika added, helping Guinevere to tease him.


    He wanted to keep a distance in classes because he wanted to chase Evaine and date her just like his last life, but this time she wouldn''t be allowed to die again.


    However, these two women both who were involved with him now could tell, especially Guinevere, as she leaned on his harm, letting her soft, squishy mounds wrap around his arm as she whispered, "I''m sorry, Lancelot, but you''ll have to give up on those dreams. You''re my boyfriend now. So, it''s only natural for me to make you mine."


    "Guinevere," Lancelot said, trying to pull his arm away from her grasp as he felt something wet and sticky touch his skin through the fabric of her uniform.


    "I don''t mind if you want to date other girls, Lancelot, as long as I am your number one. If I can be your number one, I don''t care if you get 1,000 girlfriends."


    "Tsk... go fight Morgnana!!" Lancelot groaned as he felt his arm constricted by Guinevere''s tits while her hot breath caressed his skin, driving him crazy with her scent.


    "Oh my, do you want to see me fight that hussy? You sure know how to rile me up, Lancelot."


    "Don''t fight! The teacher is coming. And you''re making me all hot and bothered!"


    Lancelot''s sigh of relief when Sumika interjected to stop their flirting was interrupted when he heard what she said.


    "What?!"


    He turned to Sumika as his eyes grew wide at what he saw.


    Sumika, who had been staring at Guinevere like a predator until now, was now looking at him with the same expression as Guinevere, licking her lips and rubbing her thighs together.


    ''Did I do anything bad to these two?''


    ***


    The moment the door opened, Evaine stepped inside with a strange looked, her hair was soft and danced in the air with a fresh cut, now tied in a half-braid flowing down her back, while her lips were painted with a soft peach gloss, and for once she used a light foundation to make her soft cheeks even more charming.


    She wore a black leather jacket over a white dress that was very pretty, with a frilly design. Her dress ended just a few centimetres below her ass, exposing her slender legs.


    It was not extravagant, but it highlighted her body''s curves, and her legs were wrapped in black leggings that showed off her thighs and ass, while the heels she wore made her look taller and gave her body an hourglass figure.


    Her whole appearance made the people in the class, both guys and girls, open their eyes wide as they saw her.


    Evaine always had a beautiful face but wore very casual clothes and never wore makeup.


    However she always had a very feminine and charming face, but it was the first time she''d shown off her sexy and voluptuous body.


    "Evaine..."


    "Good morning, Lancelot."


    Seeing Lancelot''s surprise, Evaine gave him a sweet smile that caused the heart of all the boys in the room to skip a beat.


    Her smile was so beautiful that Lancelot felt like his heart would stop.


    ''Is this my first love? What happened to the innocent and pure woman that I remember?'' Lancelot asked himself.


    He had been shocked to see her like this and wasn''t the only one.


    In the class, many others also had the same thought as him.


    *Bzzzt*


    His phone trembled as Evaine placed her''s down and sat quietly, making sure nobody could see her lower body and using her coat as a blanket.


    "So, today, class, we will learn how to use Ether more efficiently!"


    Lancelot opened his phone only to cough, his eyes widening as a racy picture and message were sent from his teacher Evaine...


    [Since you are so confident in taking me down tonight, here''s a sneak peek of what you want to taste so badly, fufu~ I look forward to our date later. Make sure you don''t mess up, lover boy!]


    The image was of her in that white dress, but the straps were pulled down, revealing the top half of her succulent breasts, shaking like a perfectly made jelly, her eyes watching him while licking her lips as a student asked a question.


    "Go ahead, Scott."


    "Miss, the improved efficiency, I just can''t understand why it''s needed. I have killed more than 4 goblins with my fireball so far and didn''t find any troubles." He looked confident and was quite charming as he flicked his fringe.


    Evaine looked at him, then across the classroom. "Do you all think this is an amazing feat?"


    "Yes!"


    "Mmmm!"


    Many agreed, nodding along with the words, as some hadn''t even killed one golbin yet felt shameful.


    "Why?"


    "Because it''s hard to kill a goblin, miss. Our magic power is limited!"


    "That is true, but that is just because you haven''t used your ether efficiently, and most of you are too weak to draw enough to fuel your spells," Evaine explained.


    The entire class, proud of themselves, looked down, feeling shame.


    "Scott, show me the cast of your fireball." Her voice was rather cold and neutral, but he seemed to think it was a time to show off as he took a strange pose that made her eyebrows rise.


    ''Idiot, what is that pose?''


    Lancelot felt jealous when the guy was showing off and hitting on Evaine. It was just how men were with women they liked, so his right fingers snapped slightly.


    ''Ah, shit...''


    But Evaine''s eyes moved and looked at him as the small fire he gathered was blown out, but she didn''t shout, instead mouthed words to him. "Are you jealous? Fufu."


    This minx!


    She was different, but that didn''t mean he didn''t like it. He formed a smile on his lips before replying. "Ah, I am, but you look too wonderful today."


    "Hmph..."


    Evaine turned away and looked at Scott, who began to sweat; because of his bad usage of Ether, it normally took him a few minutes of rest to cast another spell.


    So he looked unsightly before a tiny flame appeared... it was tiny.


    "Pfft..." Evaine covered her mouth, shocked as she laughed, but it caused a stir before the flame vanished under the chuckles of the entire class.


    "Instructor... your laughter put me o--"


    *Woosh*


    A fireball instantly passed by his face, burning off the pathetic bum fluff he called a beard. Scott turned his head only to see Lancelot blowing his pinky while shrugging his shoulders and laughing.


    "Sorry, sorry... I think he got something in his eye, right? You should wash your face, bro, pfft, hahaha..."


    "Fufu, thank you, Lancelot. Well then, shall I tell you why we must learn to use our Ether efficiently and why you have all failed except five students?"


    Evaine smiled at Lancelot before turning to the rest of the class.


    "Yes." They all nodded, eager to learn from her.


    "Good, then let us begin, but first, I want to hear from you guys. What do you think the Ether is?" Evaine asked, walking behind the desk while leaning on it and crossing her legs, which drew the attention of several students, especially Lancelot, who licked his lips as he watched her body, only for Guinevere to grab his crotch and squeeze it with a slight pout.


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    He groaned, but Sumika was even worse as she leaned towards him, her massive modest breasts pushing against his arm, their softness squishing against his arm as she pulled his fingers.


    "Lancelot, why are you staring at the instructor''s thighs?" Sumika whispered in his ear, causing him to jump as she guided his left hand between her silky, soft thighs.


    Evaine''s eyes darted towards him as he jumped before looking at Sumika and Guinevere.


    "I asked a question; please answer." Her voice struck him like a whip, but he quickly freed his hands.


    ''Damn this woman... she knows how to drive me crazy.'' He cursed, but the next words drew his attention.


    "The Ether is a magical power that lives in every creature in the world, but it''s better to be seen as life itself, like blood."


    "If you imagine it as such a scarce resource, the way your spells are cast will be less hazardous to yourself in real combat," Lancelot said honestly,


    These were the feelings deep inside him because he moved Ether so fast by treating it like the blood in his body.


    "Umu, this is quite an interesting idea. Not the mainstream, but would you be willing to come up to the front and show us a display? I am very interested."


    Her eyes were narrow, with a look of joy as she licked her lips like a predator.


    ''Did my actions last night backfire?'' He wondered before getting up from his desk, the hand on his crotch now gone, while his left hand was a little sticky and smelled strange.


    "Of course, I would love to."

 Chapter 88: Chapter 19: Mana Efficiency [2]

    ''I don''t need to act arrogant. Let''s teach them honestly. However, some of them are a bit stuck up their asses. They deserve to survive too.''


    Lancelot walked to the front of the classroom and looked back at the other students. Realising it had been so long since he attended a lesson properly, somehow feeling strange in his chest, he stood beside the desk of Evaine.


    "First of all, let me greet you formally. My name is Lancelot du Lac, call me Lancelot. I will first show you how to cast the four basic elements, then guide you slowly through my process."


    He looked around slightly, surprised that even Guinevere and Sumika were focusing on their hands holding their cheeks.


    "Fire"


    *snap*


    With the mere snap of his fingers, a ball of flame appeared, not huge but bigger than Scott''s, the size of a person''s head.


    What amazed people was a different fact as a few hands raised.


    "Lancelot! That... you didn''t chant any mantra or words, and the flame isn''t flying away from your hand!!! How!?"


    The person that Lancelot nodded to was a young lad with curly black hair and glasses, but he could see the love for magic in the boy''s eyes as from the moment it appeared, he suddenly became fixated on nothing but the fire.


    ''Oh, you were always funny, Michael.''


    Michael was a little chubby, with various scrolls and parchments on his desk of magic studies and information on the fae and fairy life.


    This kid was one of the good ones who tried to use Fae magic to make an illusive barrier to protect the common folk when the Empire fell.


    "Don''t worry, Michael. I will show and explain slowly, so get your parchment ready and burn it into your memory!"


    His chubby body rushed into his bag, pulling out dozens more pieces of parchment, quills, and ink vials.


    ''I love this guy, hahaha.''


    Meeting Edward Barret had awakened something in Lancelot, the desire for comrades, and he planned to screen them thoroughly.


    But this man stood with his skin torn apart as his Ether faded to protect those people.


    ''It''s a sight I can never forget or let happen again. I will teach him now so that he can master his barrier.''


    In the back of the class, the Rank 10 Maria Lovell, with a tiny Ice Fairy Queen floating around her neck like an ice pack, also watched him with focused eyes. Her blue hair was tied around her chair, a small trick, but the fairy as her humongous bosom covered half her desk when squished flat.


    "Ready, everyone?"


    "Yes!!" Even Evaine was taking notes.


    "So, it''s hard to imagine that from the chants we all do at the start to form magic; why do you think we do them?"


    Lancelot pointed to a quiet boy who seemed shy with brown air and green eyes.


    "Ah...that... it sounds cool, hot and strong?"


    "Hahaha, idiot..."


    "So stupid..."


    Most of the class chuckled, but Lancelot smiled at the boy before nodding. "Correct, that''s exactly my method." He then began lean back. His body seemed to quiver as he continued.


    "Fire... To make it like this,"


    *Snap*


    The flame appeared once again. "Now then, tell me what you see. It''s a hot, powerful, fierce flame; some might fight it cool."


    "When using my method, you need to imagine this fire. The chants are designed to make you subconsciously think of this kind of flame, but the chants are too general, and thus, you can only cast "Fireball" using this method... Well, watch!"


    *Woosh*


    Lancelot''s flame became a bouquet of roses made of fire, causing many of the females to make noise, and both the shy boy and Mathiew began rapidly jotting things down. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "The key is imagination. When creating fire this way, I picture my Ether like a small river of blood; this makes me unconsciously treasure it more."


    "Or you can use the image of a tap like in your sink is fine too; picture the Ether in your abdomen slowly moving around your body, focus on just feeling the movement, eyes closed... then once it reaches your hand."


    *Snap*


    Ice appeared, coating the fire. "Imagine what kind of magic you wish to cast; for fire magic, think of the burning flames or the cooker in your kitchen to start. As for wind, maybe go for a storm or the feeling of strong winds blowing past to get a feel and go from there."


    Evaine''s hand, still sliding over his firm behind as his explanation ended, was hidden from the other classmate''s eyes.


    She wanted to get payback for when he felt her body, but she enjoyed the firm and muscular cheeks as she slipped down his thighs.


    The first to successfully cast a spell was not Guinevere but the Rank 10 Frost Fairy Queen''s master Maria as she cast ice magic with the snap of her fingers.


    ''Oh... look at her happy eyes, such a cute and lovely girl. But those tits are deadly...''


    "Good work Maria," Lancelot said softly, causing the small girl to jump the ice lance in her hand shooting towards his face.


    "Ahhh!?" She cried out.


    But Lancelot smiled, waving his hand as a frozen shield appeared in the air, pure magic without snapping his fingers as the two collided, creating hundreds of beautiful ice flakes that snowed onto the class.


    "Remember to focus when you are new to it, don''t try it when you are with others, as it might go horribly. Maybe when in Avalon today, you can help your troops even a little with these free spells."


    "Not just attacking, but defending and support!"


    Lancelot smiled after finishing as he gave a bow, which allowed Evaine to cop a feel of his balls, and the large meat attached to them as her face turned red, quickly releasing him. He looked back with a mocking sneer and skipped back to his desk.


    After that, the lesson went by quickly as it became a practice and theory about what Lancelot had taught.


    Evaine could use all elements after the lesson ended, some students did lack talent, but those could cast with chants well.


    The struggling students seemed to have a good imagination and managed at least one element.


    By the end, Mathiew could cast 2 elements: dark magic and water magic.


    ***


    Sumika, Lancelot and Guinevere walked towards the cafeteria hungry before going to Avalon.


    Lancelot and Guin could enter without going to the academy gate, but Sumika couldn''t, so he didn''t want to make her feel lonely if they did.


    "Mmm, I can only make fire and wind~ so frustrating that you can do everything so well!" Sumika complained as she was making flames buff from her mouth.


    ''I did ask why she casts fire from her mouth, but she said it was cool like a dragon, so I let it go.''


    Lancelot and Guinevere were using the spells they learnt as they walked along; Guinevere''s Fire and Earth magic was the most powerful.


    ''Guinevere is a double mage, and one is earth, so this is a breeze. Suppose she uses this with her spear skills. I think she will be fine.''


    *Rumble*


    He felt his stomach grumbling with a small chuckle. ''Hopefully, I don''t cause a scene.''


    The entrance was crowded.


    Many of the students wore expensive-looking clothes, and the air was thick with the smell of perfumes mixed, a horrible, disgusting scent.


    There was a big statue of Arthur by the reception area as Lancelot passed a silver ticket for each person to the clerk. Sumika wanted to pull her face out.


    "Damn rich girls~ Why aren''t they on their period," Sumika complained with hatred in her eyes.


    Lancelot looked down at her with a bitter look. As they walked inside the cafeteria, which he called the biggest piece of crap in this school, the group saw several tables in the corners where other academies were busy eating, talking, and laughing as they kept glancing over.


    ''Arthurs pet dogs, I''m guessing... Sitting in the dark, licking his ass and begging for treats was boring. I hope they all become evil demons so that I can slay them in glory... They are such annoying and delusional pups.''


    As the trio entered, no one paid too much attention and headed towards one side, except a beautiful girl sitting at a table.


    Tall and modelesque with snow-white skin and shoulder-length, wavy silvery white hair. Her piercing violet eyes and sharp, angled features showed great beauty as long as a refined expression and immaculate body hidden under her uniform.


    Sumika and Guinevere froze; a terrifying aura from the girl caused the air to drop in temperature the longer they stood near.


    ''A pure cold aura...''


    As they returned to find a place to sit away from the crowds, the brunette looked directly at the trio; tilting her head, she patted the seat beside her.


    Lancelot stopped immediately and smiled at the girl before sliding beside her, causing the girl''s eyes and mouth to open wide because he sat on her hand... a strange moment of silence, before Guinevere and Sumika, with a lot of strange things on their trays, sat opposite them.


    "You''re the second-year Elite Rank 2 - Shiroyuki Meru, right?" Lancelot asked as he felt her hand shifting before sliding out, her eyes looking at her warm palm before a slight purple hue appeared on her cheeks.


    "Mm."


    A soft word before she began eating quietly, somehow her body shifting closer towards him as the cold aura began to thaw, growing warmer.


    ''This girl was known as the Absolute Fortress of Ice, I am sure...''

 Chapter 89: Chapter 20: Demonic Urges

    After enjoying their meal Lancelot and his group were about to leave the table, while Meru was still sitting with her cold glass of milk after finishing long before them.


    ''Strange senior... I don''t remember hearing anything about her.''


    "Black wings..."


    "Pretty."


    Her soft hand grasped Lancelot as he was about to leave, her beautiful face like a frozen sculpture looking at him before tilting her head.


    "See again?" She asked, with a soft voice, her eyes slowly fluttering.


    ''Hmmmm?''


    At first, he didn''t realise what she was saying, only clicking after a moment while Guin and Sumika were already pouting at her holding his hand.


    ''Today isn''t a good time to anger them!'' Lancelot thought about the morning issue with Sumika and that women''s bodies would sync when they lived together.


    He saw her pale cheeks smiling for the first time and felt his heart throbbing. This woman was known never to show emotion or smile... ''It seems that if she did, more people would love her rather than loathe her.''


    Then it clicked she was in the crowd when he fought Arthur and transformed.


    "You mean that you want to see my wings?"


    "Mm."


    She nodded before tightening the grip on his hand and looking delighted.


    ''Was she not arrogant but didn''t speak well with strangers?''


    Lancelot also realised in this life that many people he thought were bad or not worth knowing were not so bad... ''Let''s judge people only after we know them in future.'' he thought before smiling.


    "I cannot show you right now, but how about we meet up tomorrow after class, and I will show you in private?"


    "Nnn!" She nodded twice before releasing his hand, her body transforming into beautiful azure-coloured ice before dancing towards the door, always at her own pace as she vanished into the direction of the distant classrooms.


    "Lancelot..."


    "Master..."


    He turned to see them both pouting before they grabbed his arms and pulled him towards the exit.


    Their jealousy towards this new woman was amusing and reminded him of when they first met Morgana and Marimo.


    "Let''s go; I was just talking to her..."


    "Just talking~ yes, holding hands for several minutes."


    "Master is a womaniser!"


    [...]


    ***


    After lunch, they had another class which wasn''t that interesting but covered the Empire''s history.


    ''So boring...''


    Even Evaine stood in the centre, looking tired as she began to quote from an old-looking textbook.


    "The Empire of Britannia started in the early 600BA. Its first king was named Edward and was born in the western islands where he fought a vicious war against the Celts to secure the land and build what is known as the Empire today."


    ''Lies... The Celts helped him make the kingdom, then were murdered and executed because they believed in a goddess rather than a god.''


    Lancelot hated the history class, but the girl behind him wouldn''t let him sleep as her little Fairy Queen would keep putting ice down his shirt if he put his head down.


    ''Damn, Rank 10! See, If I don''t strip her pants and slap her fat ass in front of everyone!''


    *Ding-Dong*


    The time for Avalon came, but this wasn''t mandatory, and some students found fighting in that world a chore and wouldn''t take it seriously until it was too late.


    Lancelot wasn''t entering Avalon today because of his date with Evaine.


    Much to the sad cries of Morgana, Ikumi and Marimo. Rather the most annoying was Rena, who messaged him like a needy girlfriend about the most stupid things.


    [Lancelot! I found a tasty monster; let''s eat it together!]


    [Lancelot! A stupid demon attacked my second village today, haha I crushed his entire army; let''s go pillaging together!]


    Things like this kept coming... Even when she knew they were more than 1,400 miles from each other and it would take him more than 30 hours flying to reach her.


    However, he didn''t ignore her and told her why he couldn''t. So he dreaded reading her next message.


    [Ok! I will slowly conquer all the demons to the east and play!]


    It seemed their last session of copulation had changed her affection towards him, changing how she acted and treated him.


    ''Ah... forgive me, Milvar and Eldar...''


    A message from her commander came shortly after that...


    [Please... Forgive us and take care with your words. Our Queen is now crushing the small demons around us... All for a single reason that is: "I want to have fun with Lancelot."]


    ''...''


    Lancelot was guilty because he didn''t tell her to stop, instead messaging Rena with [I cannot wait! Let''s have some fun!]


    Sometimes, he liked to enjoy life.


    Especially when a Demon Queen would clear most enemy demons for him.


    ***


    Sumika and Guinevere stood on the first-year portal platform while Lancelot watched and ensured she got there safely.


    He still got annoyed by the second years and their stupid comments.


    "Hey, isn''t that the guy who slept with Arthur''s fiancee and made her pregnant?"


    "I hear she''s a complete slut that sleeps with anyone."


    The rumours and different versions of the truth were too numerous for him to care anymore.


    Seeing the pair entering Avalon, he could breathe air as he turned around, left the platform, and headed towards his meeting place with Evaine. Thankfully there was no rule about student and teacher dating as long as both were of legal age.


    ''I wonder where she will take me, a cheap stall or restaurant?''


    Lancelot knew she wanted a more in-depth lesson on how to cast magic better, but until he beat her, she could be satisfied with the mana manipulation.


    He didn''t want to teach her how to switch and blend elements because that woman would become too strong for him to win!


    ''It''s not like I cannot beat her, but I learned to do this because I used to have low magic and forced myself to the limit to cast my elemental blade attacks... It''s a slightly embarrassing memory for me.''


    It was also partially why he had yet to train his elemental sword strikes.


    He had a feeling of inferiority and shame that he wanted to conquer these feelings before using them.


    ''Hmmm? Four people are following me... I can feel a high amount of Ether coming from their bodies. So they are likely second years. Probably Arthur''s lackeys or people who want to get credit with him.''


    He was still a target for people wanting to get closer to the top or to bully him.


    ''Why do people like these types of people... Even when they are trash? I guess I can only pity them. I hope one day they realise how foolish their actions are.''


    As Lancelot continued to walk, he could feel that the people were closing the distance behind him.


    ''I guess it''s time to teach them a lesson.''


    His Gale Blade was damaged when fighting Rena, so he could only use his phantasmal swords.


    ''This is a good way to get the practice and improve the skills with them.''


    He was now in a quiet alleyway near the academy, and nobody would dare fight in such a place; the four people were slightly behind him as he suddenly rushed forward before hiding in a small gap, waiting for them to pass.


    Several purple blades of light began to form around his body, holding two longswords that pulsed with a vibrant Ether.


    "Haha! We caught him now; Arthur will praise us for helping him and ensuring his reputation is fixed."


    The four people ran past the small gap where Lancelot hid, unaware of his presence.


    "Where is he? I swear I felt his aura nearby."


    "I can smell his scent."


    "You''re just crazy. That guy isn''t a dog or an animal."


    ''Hmmmm?''


    Suddenly, one person sniffed the air and looked towards Lancelot''s direction.


    "I smell his scent nearby."


    ''Damn! It''s that stupid guy again, the one sniffing me the last time!''


    Lancelot didn''t know how this guy could smell his presence, but it was a slight concern.


    ''I will have to get rid of him first.''


    "Huh?"


    The one guy was suddenly grabbed and thrown to the floor, his eyes bulging out in surprise as he felt a blade penetrates his stomach, the blade avoided the fatal places, but the boy would need to piss into a bag for the rest of his life. He would never get an erection in his life, as Lancelot''s eyes showed a fierce glint. sea??h th§× N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His golden eyes can see almost everything related to Ether, the flow, and how it travels around the body.


    ''Hehe.''


    Lancelot stabbed in the right area to cause irreparable damage.


    "What the fuck! Kill him!"


    The others were about to attack, but their limbs were instantly cut off as Lancelot''s blades swept the ground, blood and severed body parts covering the floor as the three screamed in pain.


    "AHHHHH! FUCKING BASTARD!"


    "SOMEONE HELP US!"


    "MY ARMS ARE GONE!"


    Lancelot''s killing intent was unleashed as the people began to scream and beg for help.


    "Scream all you want, but nobody will save you... You did this to yourselves."


    ''Now I can have some fun torturing them until the end!''


    Lancelot had always hated bullies, especially those weak people who thought that numbers and power were the answer. It reminded him of being a weak child at the orphanage, his food stolen and beaten until his mouth tasted only of copper and iron.


    These memories would never leave him, and the scars would remain forever.


    "FUckk- PLEASE I''M SORRY!"


    "YES! WE ARE SORRY! JUST LET US LIVE!"


    *Crunch*


    *Snap*


    *Slice*


    The man''s screams and bone-breaking sounds echoed through the empty streets, Lancelot''s eyes shining a bright red before smiling as his Ether blades danced and ripped the flesh and muscles from their bodies.


    ''Will killing them be a problem... I want to kill them...''


    "What''s going on!?"


    A woman''s voice sounded, clearly drawn here by the shouting of the four idiots now half crippled.


    Lancelot stopped his torture and turned his head slightly, seeing a beautiful woman dressed in the academy uniform.


    ''Ah, Evaine...''


    She saw him before looking at the men on the ground and screaming.


    "You bastard! What did you do to them!?"


    She quickly realised they weren''t dead but half mutilated; their wounds started bleeding everywhere as the other three begged her to help.


    "Help us!"


    "It was him! Please..."


    "Fuck!"


    Evaine looked at Lancelot before pointing her hand towards the children, begging to seal their wounds, as her eyes looked like she might cry watching Lancelot walk past her, his face flat and without emotion.


    "Lancelot... Wait..."


    He stopped walking momentarily before turning his head, his golden eyes looking at hers before sighing.


    "They are Arthur''s friends... People who bully me, Guin and Sumika."


    He expected her to shout or tell him to stop, but she didn''t as her hands sealed the wounds of the cripples on the ground, stopping them from bleeding to death while his mind felt relief and calm.


    ''Thank you for understanding, Evaine...''


    Lancelot knew they would live, although some may never walk or use their arms or Ether again.


    However, what surprised him the most was that Evaine''s hand suddenly grasped his, her chest heaving from her rushing after him, drawing his eyes to her soft breasts shaking with their rounded shape swaying in her loose, blue dress.


    "I said wait... we still have to eat together."

 Chapter 90: Chapter 21: Evening With Evaine [1]

    The setting sun cast a warm, golden hue upon the city''s bustling streets, where cobblestone pathways wound through clusters of elegant structures.


    "Please wait here. I''ll be back in a few minutes!" Evaine''s voice sounded before she rushed off, leaving Lancelot stranded.


    At first, he thought she might have joked with him and left him here to mock him.


    "No... She wouldn''t do something so useless. Evaine would punch me if so."


    Evaine brought him to the city centre before she asked him to wait for her to leave in a rush. He was left outside a grand and strange restaurant.


    Amidst this urban tapestry stood "Aurelia''s Embrace," a renowned restaurant that drew the city''s elite like moths to a flame. Its exterior was a work of architectural brilliance, a symphony of luxury that bespoke its commitment to exceptional dining experiences.


    He could see the extravagant and wealthy diners walking inside, some looking back at him with strange looks, before seeing his handsome appearance and the Elite uniform changing their look to one of respect.


    "Have a nice meal, student. Thank you for the hard work." A handsome old man with blonde hair slapped Lancelot''s shoulder before joining his wife and daughter to enter Aurelia''s Embrace.


    ''They respect Lords... I had thought all nobles to be ignorant fools. Maybe I was an ignorant fool for judging them alongside the traitors.''


    He waited 10 minutes, and she didn''t show, so he stepped forward to peek inside.


    Tall, ornate wrought iron gates stood guard at the entrance, their filigree design evoking images of forgotten kingdoms. The gates were adorned with intricate patterns of vines and flowers, entwined with luminescent crystals sparkling in the fading light.


    As Lancelot approached, the gates swung open, revealing a path lined with softly glowing lanterns.


    ''To think there were things this beautiful hidden in this city.''


    Each lantern was delicately crafted from shimmering glass and adorned with enchanted gemstones that emitted a soft, enchanting radiance.


    Its wonderous path led him through a meticulously maintained garden, where exotic blooms released intoxicating fragrances into the air.


    The fa?ade of the restaurant itself was a testament to grandeur.


    His steps were slow, trying to take in the relaxing air and view with each moment healing his horrible mood from earlier.


    Elaborate carvings adorned its walls, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and epic quests. Gilded accents gleamed in the twilight, catching the eye with intricate patterns that seemed to dance in the shifting light. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Oh? The owner must be a Lord or maybe used to be one. Some of these monsters can only be seen by visiting the demon kingdoms... amazing.''


    A marquee, fashioned from interwoven vines and adorned with crystals, bore the name "Aurelia''s Embrace" in elegant calligraphy that seemed to shimmer and shift like a mirage.


    Upon stepping through the restaurant''s doors, Lancelot was transported into refined luxury. The interior was a symphony of rich textures and hues, a harmonious blend of plush velvet and polished mahogany.


    "I want something this nice in my castle... Should I ask Marimo?" He whispered while looking to the ceiling, wondering how long Evaine would take to return.


    Crystal chandeliers hung from the lofty ceiling, casting iridescent light cascading through the room in a kaleidoscope of colours. Soft, melodic music played in the background, setting the perfect ambience for a night of enchantment.


    The tables were adorned with silk tablecloths that seemed to ripple like water in response to the gentle breeze.


    Glistening silverware and crystal, glassware awaited their guests, their surfaces so polished that they seemed to capture and reflect the very essence of the room. Around each table, plush chairs invited patrons to sink into their embrace, promising a comfortable and indulgent dining experience.


    "Eh?"


    ''When did she get there?''


    In the distance, he could see a beautiful woman with light blonde hair. Evaine, radiant in a gown that seemed to capture the essence of starlight, stood by the entrance, extending a welcoming hand to Lancelot.


    The air was saturated with exotic spices and delectable aromas as he approached, promising a feast that would tantalize even the most discerning palate.


    "You look gorgeous... Why the special occasion? I just wanted a plate of steak." Lancelot grinned.


    "Thank you, Lancelot. It was my idea. I decided to reward your effort and good behaviour." Evaine said, a slight red blush colouring her cheeks.


    ''Good behaviour? What is this woman talking about... She is wearing a victory outfit... Her smooth back is visible...''


    Lancelot gulped while staring at the bare skin below the small of her back.


    "This is Aurelia''s Embrace, a famous restaurant in the capital. It''s the most prestigious and expensive, serving only the best cuts of monster meat. The chefs here are all master artisans, crafting culinary masterpieces that evoke beauty and flavour."


    "How do you know the chef?"


    "It''s the owner; she is my friend from our time at the academy and active Lord''s."


    ''I knew it!''


    However, Lancelot had never heard of this friend when they were dating in their last lives together...


    ''Did she not care enough about me to introduce me to her friends or hide her secrets from me?!''


    He felt jealous before noticing her constant blushing, and then his mouth opened, "Evaine... Are you sure you don''t just like me..."


    "Oh, shut up. Let''s go inside." She took his right arm and brought him along.


    "Welcome, my friend. I hope you will enjoy your meal tonight. Please follow me." A gorgeous female with long green hair welcomed them inside with a kind and graceful smile.


    "It''s been a few months, Aurelia."


    Evaine returned her smile and hugged her.


    ''She is the old friend?!''


    "Evaine, please follow me. We already have a private booth arranged."


    ''Even the chef is a Lord?''


    He wondered if the owner would be a beautiful and tall 26-year-old...


    ''No, since she went to school with Evaine, this woman was at least 35...'' The moment his mind thought this, the green-haired maiden turned around with a smile that was a threat! Like she could sense his thoughts.


    ''Holy shit, she is at least 30 years old?!''


    "I''m 29!"


    ''How did she hear that?''


    He looked at Evaine, who gave him a cold stare, and immediately understood.


    ''I''m going to die in a restaurant booth... Maybe I will leave this world without having a good meal.''


    "Evaine, it seems he is unhappy. I will have your meals served right away, but I want to discuss something with you, so can you bring him back out once you finish?"


    "I''m sorry, Aurelia. Lancelot is like that."


    "Hahaha, no worry, let''s go."


    ''Don''t tell her anything bad. She might poison my food and kill me with her cooking...''


    Seeing Lancelot''s uncomfortable expression, Evaine could only chuckle.


    Aurelia led them to a luxurious booth in a secluded corner of the restaurant, offering privacy from prying eyes.


    "Please enjoy your meals. The servers will be with you shortly."


    After watching Aurelia leave, Lancelot and Evaine sat opposite one another, silence hanging between them.


    ''So, we are eating together alone. This brings back some memories. Is she finally taking the first step?''


    "I was serious about the date; you look very pretty today. Thank you for inviting me, Evaine."


    "Oh? Lancelot, you look great as well, but be careful~ Aurelia is special and can hear the thoughts others have regarding her... I assume you wondered about her age, right? She''s 35."


    "Eh, but she said 29"


    "She''s in denial."


    Lancelot relaxed as Evaine took off her shawl, revealing her soft, creamy bosom that heaved with every breath.


    "I know I''m hot." Evaine teased.


    "Then why aren''t we married yet? I want a son and daughter. A huge family like those adventurers."


    "W-what are you talking about, Lancelot? We are not getting married, and I will not have children!"


    "Then why are we here?"


    She looked at him with a strange face, he always seemed to be sure that he would become her man, and it threw her off when he had no self-doubt.


    "Today is a reward for your good behaviour."


    "Evaine, the only reward I want is your heart and body. However, I''ll take this for now."


    "!!!"


    Evaine''s heart skipped a beat as she felt her palms become sweaty; the door opened, saving her.


    A server arrived, carrying a bottle of fine wine.


    "Thank you." Lancelot thanked the server, who blushed as he poured him a glass, but she noticed the gorgeous woman sitting in front and became depressed.


    ''Why does such a beauty have to come to our restaurant?!''


    "Evaine, cheers."


    "Cheers."


    "I miss your cooking," Lancelot said, reminiscing about the delicious meals they had eaten together in their past life.


    "Oh, how do you miss something you''ve never had? Such a strange boy, then how about if you''re good,  I can cook for you sometime."


    "No, I want to eat with you every day."


    "Lancelot, stop joking. I''m not marrying you!"


    "Evaine, I love you. I won''t joke with you."


    "!!"


    Evaine''s heart began to race as she downed her wine.

 Chapter 91: Chapter 22: Evening With Evaine [2]

    ''What''s wrong with him?!''


    "Lancelot, what''s with you today? You''re acting weird... No, you were weird from the start. Do you like older women? Is that it?"


    "I like beautiful and mature women, but I''m not weird, Evaine. I want you to be mine. Isn''t that normal?"


    "No, it''s not! Lancelot, what the hell?!"


    "Evaine, you need to relax. You''re getting angry over nothing. Just go with the flow."


    ''This brat is crazy!''


    "Evaine, can I touch you? I want to feel your soft hand." Lancelot smiled.


    ''Who does he think I am?!''


    "H-how dare you?"


    "I''m sorry, Evaine. I''m too weak to resist you. You''re just so gorgeous and sexy. I can''t help myself."


    "You! How dare you say such perverted things! We''re eating."


    Lancelot finally felt she was relaxed, no longer needing to act anymore. He pulled back instantly, making Evaine feel a sense of cold before the first course came in and was served to them.


    "Enjoy your appetiser."


    "Thank you."


    ''How come this idiot makes me feel so relaxed? This isn''t like me. Why did I call this a reward for his good behaviour?! He should be thanking me!''


    She felt she lost an opportunity to flatter him.


    The appetiser was a beautiful, colourful array of vegetables and a delicious tomato and onion relish with a fruity curry sauce and diced chicken. The enticing aroma filled the air as she cut into the dish and took the first bite, its flavours exploding with deliciousness in her mouth.


    "This is delicious, Evaine. We should eat like this more often. I like your cooking as well." Lancelot smiled.


    She almost blushed when she heard that but regained her senses after taking a second bite of her appetiser.


    "Humph, Lancelot, it''s too bad you weren''t a good student. If you were, I would''ve made you these delicious dishes."


    Like this, the meal continued as Evaine began to drink more of the delicious wild berry and chocolate wine; her cheeks were pink, but she refused to admit she was drunk as they slowly enjoyed the dessert.


    "It''s delicious, Lancelot. Try this."


    "Let''s trade a bite." He offered a spoon to her as he took the piece she offered him with his spoon, their faces suddenly getting very close as Evaine took her spoon.


    She smelled his faint cologne and could feel her face burning before turning to the side with her spoon, trying to avoid his intense eyes.


    Lancelot couldn''t help himself when seeing her mouth so close, and his eyes instinctively went to her pink lips. He bit on the spoon as he moved in and kissed her.


    Evaine was startled, but before she could pull away, her body lost control as his mouth felt like it was melting her soul with a sudden burst of pleasure. Her soft lips felt like heaven as their lips mingled with their tongues together in a sudden passionate frenzy, his left arm pulling her into an embrace while his right hand reached up and grabbed the back of her hair.


    He broke off the kiss, leaving her dazed with half-opened eyes and lips begging for more before Lancelot began to kiss down her neck, sucking her skin before gently biting her right ear and whispering, "Evaine, I''m sorry, you''re mine."


    He knew his actions were bold, and he would never be able to eat in this restaurant again if Aurelia saw or knew what had happened.


    "N-no... not here..." Her arms pushed him gently as she looked at him with hazy eyes.


    She wasn''t in control of her body, her arms trembling as her knees felt weak, her body beginning to sweat as he suddenly released his Ether; it rushed to his tongue, stimulating the sensitive tongue and nerves within her mouth.


    ''No... why is his tongue... Ah!''


    His Ether surged through her mouth before travelling through her veins, reaching her mind and body as he rushed down her throat to spread rapidly to every corner of her body, the strange pleasure causing her lips to groan, sucking on his tongue for more.


    Lancelot knew the things she loved, what made her feel good and the true meanings of her actions.


    "N-no, L-lancelot, p-pull away..."


    He stopped when she started to become aggressive in her pleas and finally released his arms before staring into her half-open, drunken eyes.


    "Evaine, I''m sorry. You just tasted too delicious." Lancelot said softly, letting her head rest against his shoulder, spooning the sweet cake and cream into her mouth, the fruity apricot jam inside the soft sponge making her mouth water.


    "Lancelot, what the hell was that?! Don''t kiss me... No, stop..." She blushed, but he fed her the soft sponge cake, causing her mouth to chew as her eyes looked away.


    ''He just suddenly kissed me and then... That damn Lancelot. I''ll kill him after we leave!''


    However, the cake''s rich, fruity aroma and succulent filling melted on her tongue as she bit into the delicious treat, causing her eyes to sparkle in enjoyment.


    She began to forget her anger because it wasn''t unpleasant to have such a handsome young male pursue her fervently, making her want to brag to Aurelia.


    "It tastes great. Do you want a bite, Lancelot? You''ve had my lips before. Why not share this cake with me?" Evaine tried to tease him with the bite of the cake, but she could feel her cheeks burn in embarrassment.


    ''Ah, why the hell am I teasing him?''


    "Of course, thank you. Evaine, I''ve had your lips many times. You taste sweet and delicious, even better than this cake."


    "Shut up and eat the cake!" She shouted, elbowing his side, with a smirk, her hand groping his muscles, with an interested look, like a pervert.


    She knew it was rude of her to do this in public, but he had kissed her before, and her hand had a mind of its own, gently feeling the rock hardness of his abs.


    "This body, I-it''s good, very nice. I-I was checking them." Evaine tried to play off her hand while pretending she wasn''t aroused as she had felt him growing up through her dress, causing her to moan silently, wanting to feel more.


    Then the door knocked, and Aurelia''s voice sounded, causing Lancelot to move away as she looked down.


    "I''ve finished my shift, and my husband is coming soon, so you guys need to go find a room before you start banging and causing trouble with our guests."


    "Alright. Thank you for the delicious meal."


    ''Holy shit... This idiot got me drunk.''


    She blushed while getting up on shaky legs.


    "See, it wasn''t all that bad, and we have an opportunity for another date."


    "Y-you... You..." Evaine looked at Lancelot, but his charming smile was irresistible, and she didn''t resist when he brought her outside.


    "You idiot..." The kiss too dazed her mind to notice they were already leaving as he took her by the hand, dragging her through the restaurant before leading her out into the cold evening air, "This is nice."


    Lancelot looked at her with a smile and extended his right hand for her to take before gently saying, "Evaine, we can continue if we go back to your place?"


    Evaine blushed. Her hand, as if guided by fate, slipped into his grasp as she nodded and said, "My place is a short walk, and the cold air will cool our heads..."


    Her hand trembled in his, their palms melding together like a perfect fit as their fingers interlocked and locked together, like two pieces of a puzzle that fit seamlessly together. She suddenly felt her heart flutter like she hadn''t experienced before.


    ''What the hell am I saying?!''


    Evaine was startled as Lancelot took her by the waist and brought her close, embracing her while whispering, "I like it here as well. Shall we enjoy the scenery for a moment? We''ve been in a hurry to catch up with the past."


    The atmosphere felt more comfortable as Evaine enjoyed her first time being embraced by him, ''He isn''t that bad...''


    They slowly began to walk forward while her arms reached up to wrap around his body and hold him tightly in an embrace. She enjoyed his scent as he hugged her and said, "Evaine, I''ve always loved you."


    Her heart skipped a beat, and she found breathing difficult, yet she pretended to be drunk and ignored his words.


    She remained silent. Her heart thudded as a million emotions bubbled in her. She didn''t want to acknowledge it but didn''t resist him.


    ''I want to go to bed with him...''


    They began to walk silently, enjoying their new closeness as they headed towards the street in a romantic mood.


    A soft breeze ruffled her hair as she held onto Lancelot for warmth, his strong arms wrapping around her. The streets were quiet and empty, bathed in a pale glow of the moon as the pair walked along hand in hand. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    As they reached the front gate, the outside guard asked, "Excuse me, ma''am. Are you entering?"


    "Why is he standing outside?" Lancelot whispered.


    "He is from a local guard force and is assigned to this gate by the resident''s request." She whispered.


    The guard knew she had a guest but could not see his face in the dim light.


    Evaine gently pulled Lancelot as the doors began to open; she held his hand tight, pulling him rapidly to avoid the guard seeing his uniform and face well.


    Lancelot felt her softness pressed against his chest as they slipped inside, causing him to grow as she whispered, "This is my private house... Well, my parents, but they are dead, so I live alone..."


    Her tone seemed a bit melancholy as they walked into a massive, open area, and she quickly changed the subject as they continued to walk into a huge room, "Sit on the sofa; I will get some drinks for us."


    "Thank you, Evaine." Lancelot''s right hand slipped onto her hip, pulling her close as his fingers squeezed the side of her hips gently before she swayed her rump, letting his hand slide off as she headed to the kitchen, humming a bright tune.


    Evaine walked away from him with a red blush.


    Her heart pounded as her legs felt weak. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Lancelot sitting on the sofa in her living room and smiled at his handsome face before disappearing into the kitchen.


    A small glass bowl containing an array of snacks was set on the coffee table in front of Lancelot, its colourful array of bite-size delicacies tantalising his appetite.


    A faint smile crossed Lancelot''s lips as he glanced over the contents of the snack bowl before reaching over to take a small handful. He popped them in his mouth one at a time, savouring their subtle flavour and texture before finally chewing and swallowing, relishing the experience.


    Evaine walked into the living room carrying a silver tray and bucket with two bottles of wine.


    Lancelot couldn''t help but watch the curves of her hips as she sashayed her way over to the couch before leaning over to set the tray on the table.


    Her eyes twinkled when she saw him watching her intently, causing her cheeks to burn with embarrassment, and she said in a slightly nervous tone, "I bought some wine to go with the snacks..."


    She glanced down at his bulging trousers and smiled at him as her face was a dark shade of crimson; however, she still handed him a glass of dark red wine.


    He took a sip, feeling its smooth, fruity flavour linger on his tongue before swallowing, and he could not help but reach up, touching the soft, delicate skin of her cheek, as he whispered,


    "It''s delicious. You have a nice place... I think you should take a drink and sit."


    Lancelot smiled, causing his eyes to gleam in the dim lighting, drawing Evaine''s gaze before he moved his hand and patted the spot beside him, pulling her down beside him gently.


    "Okay?"


    She felt his hand caress her bottom before grabbing a handful as he guided her beside him and sat on the couch, her heart thumping.


    Her mind raced as her thoughts were jumbled, yet her body moved independently, looking over to Lancelot, taking a deep breath before whispering in a low voice, "Yes..."


    Evaine blushed as she reached over with trembling hands to grab her wine glass and down the contents before grabbing another handful of the snack bowl and popping them one after another into her mouth, her mind feeling like it was spinning with desire.

 Chapter 92: Chapter 23: My Teacher Wants To See It! [R18]

    Lancelot noticed that Evaine became more hands-on, touching his thighs or leaning closer to allow her chest to press against his.


    He didn''t intend to do anything more than enjoy the meal tonight, but she kept teasing the beast as his desires and memories of their past life constantly surfaced from her similar actions and habits...


    ''Instructor, you are playing with fire...''


    The pair began to engage in light petting, his hand teasing her soft ass.


    She felt soft and squishy, like a silky sponge spreading warmth through his hand, while her hands slid along his tights, growing closer to his crotch each time she returned.


    "Hey... That rumour."


    "Mmmm?" Lancelot sipped his wine, squeezing her pert buttocks, causing her to emit a muffled groan as she hugged his body.


    Evaine pressed her ample, round bosom against his arm and chest with a smile, biting her tongue as it slid along her glossy lips.


    "The one about your cock and making Arthur a cuckold... Is it really THAT big?"


    Her fingertips began to dance along his linen trousers, gripping the small zip and buttons while looking up at him with her big eyes, fluttering her long lashes. "Can I see it?"


    He didn''t plan for this to happen... But her warm breath and the slight sensation of her fingers lighting touching his half-erect member awoke the beast within, leaning forward he kissed her neck, sucking along her slender shoulder and neck with a grin as his hands began to tease and pull up the thin summer dress she wore, allowing the night breeze to blow across the top of her smooth thighs.


    "Oh!" She bit her lower lip, stifling her excitement as he kissed down her breasts and chest, her breath becoming shallower by the minute as her excitement mounted.


    "Well?" She grinned as she rested her hand against his thigh, slowly stroking along its inner region, her fingertips stroking against the shaft of his throbbing cock. "Will you let me see?"


    He knew this was dangerous, and a line should never be crossed so soon.


    However, Lancelot felt the desire within himself grow as his member became larger and harder from the feeling of her touch, while memories of his past life came back in a torrent.


    This woman had become an addiction in her past life... He felt it best to break her before he allowed her to become addicted to him in return.


    ''I loved and lost you in my stupidity...''


    ''Next time, you won''t leave my side, no matter what dark acts I must do.''


    "If we go further, I will never let you see another man and make you mine forever... Don''t make a mistake." Lancelot warned her, biting her neck softly, the pale flesh sweet and juicy as she groaned against his ear with an erotic voice that drove him mad.


    "Hehe... You want me..."


    Her smile was brighter than a sun; she beamed with pride, believing herself to be the one who made him like this, that he had become so obsessed with her he had become jealous at the very thought of other men...


    "If I could, I''d make you mine, here, now..." Lancelot said calmly and sternly as he kissed and nibbled her neck.


    She pouted, puffing up her cheeks as her face blushed red in excitement. "Then what are you waiting for? I am no princess... I''m a soldier just like you."


    Her hands unbuttoned the small buttons that kept his cock imprisoned and slid her hand inside the thin cloth of his underwear, gripping his thick shaft and stroking its length; she giggled.


    "Woah! That''s what I call a ''Precision Lance''!" sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot smiled. He found this side of Evaine cute; she had no air of pretentiousness or arrogance as a noble.


    ''I loved you more than any other woman in the world, yet you are so late to become mine when reborn...''


    His eyes were filled with concern and affection, ''how can I make it up to you?''


    "Then shall we go somewhere a little more private?"


    She giggled, kissing him as she squeezed her thighs against his hand that rested on her smooth legs; his hand was so hot that the warmth could be felt through the thin fabric. "Why wait when the mood is just right?"


    Evaine quickly reached around her back, unclasped the thin straps, and pulled down the thin straps of her summer dress, pulling down the soft cloth as it slipped to her waist, her bare chest now on full display in front of his eyes.


    Her body was soft, voluptuous, and squishy as the night wind caressed her warm body, her ample and firm breasts bouncing and jiggling with her every movement, causing his cock to harden further as her abs tightened visibly due to her shame, and Lancelot yearned to enter her warmth.


    "If you stare so much, I''m going to think you are a pervert." She giggled with a grin as she stroked his shaft harder.


    "Did my body make you this hard and so big? Am I that attractive even with my scars?" Evaine looked a little depressed as her body was littered with various scars.


    "What do you mean? I think they make you look more attractive than you already are; they are the marks of your bravery and survival." Lancelot pulled her into his lap and hugged her against his body as he kissed her passionately. "And scars can''t erase a beautiful woman''s sex appeal; if anything, I like them more. I want to kiss every last one."


    She blushed heavily at his compliment as she bit her lip, leaning in closer with her luscious, round, and firm breasts pressing into his chest. "How do I look then?" She said with a giggle, smiling. "Do you want to do me?"


    Lancelot''s eyes became fixated on her ample breasts. He reached his hands forward, feeling their warmth, their firmness as he began to caress and fondle her ample chest as her breathing grew faster. "Your body is a dream... Your chest is soft and bouncy yet firm. And your skin is smooth like fine silk. I love the way it feels."


    Her breathing quickened further as he pinched and squeezed her hard nipples, his other hand moving along her slender body, tracing her spine as he pressed his face between her large breasts, his tongue tasting the sweet sweat as his lips kissed, nibbled, and sucked along their surface, biting softly as he felt her shiver in excitement as she felt a shiver run down her spine, moaning with an erotic voice.


    "How about your body?" Evaine pressed her slender body against his muscular chest; her slender hands slowly peeled away the clothes, her delicate hands brushing across his bare skin.


    "I think it''s amazing." She pressed her lips against his, her tongue wrestling against his, kissing him passionately while she moved her slender body on top of his. "I like it. You feel good. It''s perfect. And you have more muscles, and this thick scar is so sexy."


    "Thank you," Lancelot responded to her with a smile.


    She leaned closer and pressed her bare breasts into his chest while nibbling his neck while he pulled up her buttocks towards him and slipped his hand inside the warm gap between her soft, creamy cheeks, feeling the warmth of her ass and pussy that was dripping wet with her love juice. "You''re quite soaked. Is our instructor Evaine a lewd woman?"


    "S-s-shut up!" Evaine said while biting her lower lip and blushing bright red in shame as her body burned hot.


    Her body was slender, athletic yet curvy; the curvature of her chest and hips was similar to what he remembered, maybe a little more plump right now, while her round ass and long slender legs made her the ideal beauty, one who was far from the cold beauty of Guinevere. Instead, she was soft and warm, welcoming like the summer sun.


    "Are you sure you want to take this cock? I''ve already seduced two women in the academy alone?" He said with a confident smile, as her hand began to slide along his tip, pressing it against herself, as the warmth of both organs mixed like their juices as her body trembled slightly.


    He began to tease her entrance, playing with it slightly and enjoying her groans of pleasure and discomfort at the teasing of the massive member against her smaller body as the juices dripped onto the wooden floor, mixing with his pre-cum.


    She pressed her face against his, biting his lower lip while her slender hands stroked along the length of his thick shaft while her tongue wrestled with his. "I''m a soldier; I''m not afraid of anything! I won''t lose to those girls, even that demon you summoned! If I can make you mine, no one else would ever dare come close to you! Not even Guinevere."


    Evaine bit his ear, pulling herself up and sliding onto his thick cock. She let out a long moan as her face contorted with pleasure, biting her lower lip.


    ''So this is her body when younger...'' He felt the warmth and tightness of her body wrapping around his shaft as his fingers moved inside the crease of her buttocks, tracing her back and reaching around her front, feeling her abdomen.


    ''It is so warm and soft, yet tight...'' Lancelot''s eyes were fixed on the expressions she made as her mouth hung wide open while her breathing became heavy and fast, a mixture of pain, pleasure, and the slightest discomfort at his girth.


    Her mouth opened like a fish out of water, gasping as it slowly pushed deeper inside, her eyes moist and tearing up with drool seeping down the sides of her mouth and dripping onto her round bosom as the veins on his member throbbed from the sensation of her warm and tight pussy wrapped around his shaft, feeling its inner walls contracting and wringing it like a vice as they pressed tightly against it.


    "How can your body be so hot?" Evaine could hardly believe her ears, while her pussy burned like it was melting from the warmth and how full she felt, his length still pushing inside her, expanding her tunnel and reaching so deep. "Am I just imagining things? It feels so hot inside my belly! Ah! You are stretching me out! Why is your cock so big?"


    Evaine trembled as her hands slid along his strong arms, gripping them as her slender hands struggled to grasp them due to her trembling body.


    "H-Ha... who do you think you''re fucking! I am f-fine...ha....haa....." She acted tough as the long shaft finally pushed into her depths and squished her soft mound as it was entirely inside.

 Chapter 93: Chapter 24: Together Again [R18]

    "G-god..... deep....it''s hard to breathe well... Ah...Ah! No way. Did it expand inside? Did your dick expand even further?


    Ah... ah..." She struggled to take the thick shaft inside.


    "Can you take it all?" Lancelot''s deep voice whispered as she nodded slowly.


    Evaine panted as her body twitched and shivered, struggling to take it all as her hands squeezed tighter around his arm.


    Lancelot stroked her body, trying to comfort her as his lips brushed her forehead.


    "Breathe deeply... Slowly... Feel how the muscles loosen and relax as the oxygen spreads through your body. Take deep breaths to make your body relax. Relax, let go of all your stress and worries, forget about everything, and focus on what is inside your body..."


    His hands gently slid along her body as he spoke enchantingly, barely touching her as she shuddered and trembled.


    "How it makes you feel, how your body feels as you feel the muscles and tension in your body loosen, the blood coursing through your body, how the sweat trickles across your body and the night wind brushes against your skin, and how I hold you tightly within my arms..."


    Lancelot whispered against her ear, his warm breath against her sensitive skin, making her tremble and twitch.


    "Ha... I''m okay... Now... Now I am... It''s easier..."


    "Just a bit more, hold on..." His voice was soothing and low as the breeze from the night blew over the couple. The moonlight reflected across their skin, illuminating the glistening sweat dripping down her breasts as he held her tight. "Breathe."


    "Ahh... It feels so hot. Ah! The pulse is throbbing like my heartbeat! My stomach... It''s throbbing..." She bit her lower lip, her breathing ragged as her entire body twitched, tremors making her body bounce and her breasts shake and jiggle, causing the couple to feel pleasurable.


    She leaned into his arms and gripped his arm tightly. "So much blood is rushing into your member, and I can feel it twitching as you hold yourself back! Ah! How long are you going to tease me like this!? Ahhh!!!" sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Evaine bit her lip so hard it almost drew blood as her legs wrapped around him, trembling from the excitement that spread through her body.


    Her skin felt so smooth and soft.


    He was completely captivated by her and couldn''t get enough as his hands explored every inch of her body while kissing, nibbling and sucking along her neck.


    Her breasts felt firm and springy as he kneaded them, making her body quiver with a lewd gasp, and he gently massaged the tips. "How is your chest? I want you to feel pleasure... And make your body accustomed to me..."


    "Y-your voice... T-this is cheating. You have a lewd voice, Lance... Ah..."


    "Oh... Your face is blushing red." Lancelot whispered as his warm breath blew into her ears, kissing the sensitive earlobe.


    His voice was a warm whisper. "And you smell sweet and good... So enticing... Your voice is cute too... So sexy..."


    "I want you..." He bit her neck, leaving a faint bite mark.


    "Mnn... It feels good... Ah! I''m melting... It''s driving me crazy."


    Evaine was quivering on his member as her insides contracted, squeezing him tighter than before. Her breathing had become so heavy.


    She felt his hand caressing her chin, stroking it before holding it. Her lips were slightly parted, and he kissed them.


    His kiss was slow and passionate; he let the softness and warmth spread throughout her body as they continued to make out for minutes until she moaned into his mouth as she pulled back for a second.


    "Stop holding back... Mmm! Haa... I can take it... it''s not sore anymore!" Her entire body convulsed, her mouth wide open with saliva dripping down her chin as she gasped for breath.


    Her legs quivered uncontrollably as she adjusted to his member; her insides tightened around the hard shaft and made her cry again as fluids rushed out.


    "Sorry. I should''ve gone easier." Lancelot apologised with a smile and stroked her soft cheeks. "It''s not what I was expecting at all."


    Evaine blushed deeply. She buried her face between her breasts, blushing.


    "You can move now. I''m fine..." Her voice was barely audible.


    Lancelot gripped her ass, kneading the soft, warm flesh of her buttocks as he felt its heat. He took hold of her thighs and began moving his hips slowly.


    He pushed his shaft in, pulling it out slightly, then thrust forward again. He continued to thrust himself inside her tight, slippery tunnel until she screamed with a cute whimper pleasure began building deep inside her pussy, as fluid oozed out once more.


    The warm juices from their lovemaking began to flow from her, coating his member, her moans louder as they flowed into the night sky, making her tremble.


    She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in his chest, panting and gasping for breath, moaning and crying in pleasure.


    At the same time, he continued thrusting, his body pressed tightly against her body, kissing and sucking along her slender shoulder and neck.


    He lifted her left leg higher as his thrusting sped up. She cried out in pleasure again as she came, her fluids covering his member entirely, her entire body quivering uncontrollably as his cock was buried deeper inside her, his cock hitting every corner of her tight walls, rubbing and stimulating them until she came once more.


    They continued this rhythmic motion for minutes until she suddenly became restless, her insides hectically squeezing and pulsating around his member with a powerful throbbing as her lips sucked on his tongue.


    "Mmmn~ Nnnnph.... that''s good.... more.... faster my little knight..... please your lady!"


    "If I go faster, it will hurt you!"


    "M-my insides are stretching too far already! Hyaaa!!" Evaine cried out with tears running down her eyes.


    Evain''s pussy began convulsing, spasming wildly and wildly around his cock as her pussy began sucking in his cock, sucking him deeper, his entire member enveloped by her insides as she squeezed tightly.


    "Fuck me~ knight Lancelot! Make this lady yours; show her the pleasure of being your woman. Nnnm... Haaa~ so good, it rubs the best spots!"


    Her insides began spasming so hard and fiercely, squeezing and sucking at him, squeezing his shaft, as his hips suddenly became more violent like a raider pillaging her warm, sticky hole with his deep, lunging thrusts that toyed with her g-spot and womb-like she was a weak, powerless noble lady.


    She let out another scream as her orgasm shook her body.


    The intensity was so strong that it forced all of their fluids out and soaked his cock, and her body writhed against him uncontrollably as the warm, sticky liquid flooded through her entire being like a hot spring of molten lava pouring through her.


    "Haa~!" She panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth with an intoxicated expression. The warm fluids gushing forth were mixed with a thin trickle of blood as she breathed heavily.


    The taste was sweet, like honey, mixed with her saliva as their tongues tangled together.


    They panted for breath as they recovered from the intense pleasure and passion. The two still had strength left, drenched in sweat as his shaft was still rock solid within her body.


    Evaine looked up at him, her eyes watery with tears but her lips curling upward into an adorable smile as she nuzzled him with a smile, biting him with her lips before pulling him down and locking him in an embrace. "How is it?"


    She kissed him deeply and passionately as he held her hips tightly, kissing back as their tongues danced in his mouth.


    He pushed deeper into her mouth with every kiss, moaning in ecstasy as her warm tongue glided over his tongue, licking him and tasting him while biting him playfully, kissing her neck and suckling on her skin, leaving small red marks along her neck as she cried in pleasure from the pain.


    The taste of their combined fluids was intoxicating; he could still feel their sticky liquid dripping from his tip onto the wooden floorboards as their bodies trembled with desire as they continued kissing for long minutes while her pussy sucked on him tightly while milking his member, trying to milk all of its contents into her depths.


    His member pulsated intensely with excitement.


    She leaned close to his ear, her warm and erotic breathing making his cock bounce inside her, "You didn''t cum yet~ are you going to pound your instructor on the sofa and then fill her with your lewd cream?"


    "Mmmm... My lady is dirty; maybe I should spank you like a bad girl!" Lancelot''s hands squeezed her plump buttocks, teasing her pink asshole as she trembled with a moan, and he gave her soft skin a little pinch, making her gasp. "So naughty..."


    Her insides gripped his cock as she bit her lip, giggling with a wide grin, "A little punishment would be nice! But I will punish you back; I like to be the one doing the punishing, fufu~ Ahh.. it poked my womb. Let''s continue."


    Evaine lay on her back, spreading her legs as her insides changed shape; the pleasure of her gooey warm folds squishing around his cock made him almost gasp before pushing her legs forward towards her shoulders with a lustful grin, making his cock hit her deepest and weakest spots as he plunged deeper into her depths with a powerful thrust.

 Chapter 94: Chapter 25: My Woman [R18]

    "Nyah! Oh god... Haaah!... How did it get so big?! It''s so long.... hitting Nnnnm~ more...


    cum inside me, I''ve been a naughty teacher Knight Lancelot~ you must purify me with your sacred sperm!"


    Evaine gripped his shoulder tightly, pulling him closer, kissing and licking his chest with wild lust; as his cock slipped from inside her, she let her tongue trail down his body as she sucked his nipple with a teasing grin, blowing her warm breath down his chest, causing shivers to run down his spine. At the same time, her hands explored every inch of his back and abs, teasing his skin.


    Her mouth travelled along his abs and kissed the firm muscles, tasting his sweat, enjoying his manly smell, while she grabbed his buttocks, pulling them together as her fingers dug deep into the soft skin. "Mmmhmm.... so strong.... and firm~"


    She used her hands to slip the tip of his cock back into her gaping hole, slimy and wet as he pushed inside with a when squelch.


    Her tongue lapped the scar tissue across his shoulder before teasing the area with her tongue; sticky breath was on his shoulder as she breathed heavily, making his cock throb within her depths, twitching as it rubbed against her most sensitive spot deep within her tunnel.


    She giggled while biting her lip with excitement, kissing the scars on his body with passion and love, and her legs spread wide in the air, letting his cock delve deeper inside as she arched her hips with a groan. "My pussy feels amazing. Haaaa...It''s getting so big~ it''s swelling and stretching me out!"


    He pounded harder as his balls slapped her ass, the slapping sound filling the air, and the room became hotter than a sauna as their bodies burned hot, covered with sticky sweat and sex.


    The wooden sofa creaked violently, groaning under the violent sex while his hands slid along her soft belly, making her shudder.


    Her arms wrapped around his torso as her slender, sweat-soaked, naked body trembled and twitched, her insides contracting around his length as the warmth spread throughout her.


    He slammed his lips against her own, locking their bodies and mouths in a tight embrace before his hands found her round breasts and kneaded the flesh, making her cry out, her pussy becoming more vigorous around his cock.


    Their tongues intertwined and fought in his mouth, wrapping and twisting together. She moaned as his teeth sank into her lip, and her body shuddered, trembling uncontrollably with a sharp whimper of delight as his warm precum filled her.


    "So good..."


    Lancelot''s hands cupped her soft cheeks as he gazed into her beautiful emerald eyes and caressed her soft cheeks, wiping away the smiling smiled at her sweet smile that captivated his heart and soul.


    ''You are a sin I''ll never want to repent of, my love.''


    ''I hope our children have your smile, the eyes and beauty of an angel.''


    ''We''ll do this as much as you like until we have a whole family.''


    His lips kissed her soft forehead tenderly. "You look even prettier in the moonlight, my dear Evaine."


    Evaine''s cheeks blushed a light red hue, "Dummy...." She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly and squeezing her large breasts against his chest.


    "Fill me with your seed... please make me a woman and take responsibility~."


    ''She looks adorable like this, all cute and clingy.''


    His hips started moving, rocking their bodies with his intense thrusting. He grabbed her waist and lifted her lower body slightly, his hips grinding her slit.


    Lancelot''s movements were fast and powerful. The force and power drove her insane and crazy with ecstasy, the heat inside her increasing tenfold.


    He kissed her neck, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin. Her insides trembled, and she held his head, biting her lips with a trembling smile.


    "Y-your kissing... Nnn~ Mmmmhmmm!!" Her words trailed off as his cock hit her sweet spots, making her scream.


    "Fuck!" He slammed his length deep, hitting the bottom of her womb as she came, her juices flooding her, and his cum spewed forth several loads shooting deep into her womb, the hot white goo


    "Ha... Ha..... Ha... My head''s going numb." Her mind went blank from the mind-numbing pleasure as her insides spasmed uncontrollably around his thick shaft, milking every last drop from his member, as she pulled his head towards her, kissing him.


    Their tongues locked together, kissing and exploring each other''s mouths passionately as they continued kissing, her hands feeling his firm and hard body. At the same time, he caressed her breasts gently and carefully.


    She hugged him tighter, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, and her entire body trembled violently as her toes curled and her knees bent as she lost control.


    "Nghh!!" She clung to his chest, her nails digging into his skin and scratching his shoulders.


    She cried loudly, and her insides quivered uncontrollably, convulsing around his shaft, sucking it and milking it dry.


    Lancelot held her body close to him, stroking her silky, wet hair, brushing her long blonde locks back and planting kisses all over her face. At the same time, his member swelled within her depths as another wave of orgasms began to erupt, pumping into her womb and filling her.


    Her pussy pulsated around his shaft, tightening it with an intense squeeze, sending him over the edge. He spurted again, his thick, gooey load filling her, pouring out of her overflowing vagina and dripping onto the wooden floor.


    His cock still pumped, emptying itself deep into her depths with a heavy squelching noise, filling her womb, the fluid running out between her legs.


    Evaine lay exhausted, panting and gasping for breath; her chest rose and fell quickly, her eyes half-lidded and glazed. S§×ar?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They collapsed on the wooden floor, her pussy still attached to him, quivering and squeezing, sucking up his last remaining drop of sperm, his member buried deep inside her as their bodies trembled uncontrollably from their release.


    Evaine smiled lovingly, hugging his body close. She licked the beads of sweat rolling down his cheek, lightly bit his ear, and then kissed the mark left.


    She rested her chin on his shoulder, snuggling close, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body as their sweat mixed with the scent of sex, filling the air.


    They embraced each other, sharing an intense kiss.


    "Your lips taste delicious." Lancelot kissed her nose, his hand running through her silky hair, playing with the long strands as her fingers ran through his short messy hair.


    "Did I tire you?" He asked.


    She shook her head with a smile as he stood, lifting her, still connected, and began carrying her back to her room. "You will sleep in my bed tonight and keep me warm. We''ve still got all night."


    Lancelot felt her clinging to his body, burying her face against his shoulders. Her body was sticky with sweat and sex.


    "My legs feel weird... so numb, but the good kind..." Her voice was soft and quiet, barely audible.


    The wooden doors creaked open with a loud, audible crack.


    The interior was illuminated by candlelight as they entered her quarters.


    Lancelot set her down gently. "Stay put. I''m going to clean us both and tidy us up before sleep."


    "No..."


    Lancelot sat on her bed.


    He picked her up again. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat as they lay on her soft bed, embracing one another.


    He brushed the long locks away from her forehead, kissed her gently, and looked into her emerald eyes.


    "Let''s fuck again~ I want more," Evaine whispered into his ear, her lustful eyes burning.


    She nuzzled his ear and bit his lobe lightly. Her hand ran through his damp hair and tugged at him playfully. "Fuck me all night. You won''t get a wink of sleep! Make me scream all night long!"


    Her fingers ran down his arm. They gripped his muscular forearm, caressing and feeling every inch. Her tongue ran across the bite mark, licking the tender wound and sending chills throughout his body.


    Her eyes gleamed with lust as her warm, moist breath brushed against his face.


    Lancelot felt the tip of her finger trace a trail along the curve of his bicep, down the length of his forearm and stopping just above the wrist.


    She gripped his hand tightly, holding him in a firm grasp. "I like this."


    Lancelot pushed her down, the loud wet squelch as his member entered her once more; as her bed began to squeak gently, the apartment of Evaine would soon be filled with the lewd noises of lovemaking and cries of ecstasy for the whole night, filling the hallways of the apartment grounds and perhaps disturbing a few sleeping residents.


    ***


    10:00 am, Evaine''s apartment...


    The bedroom was filled with the sounds of the heavy breathing of Evaine, whose flushed face was dripping with sweat.


    "Fuck... Haa... That was intense," Lancelot muttered, pulling his still erect cock free and sliding it out.


    "Uuu... Uuu..." She was unconscious, her body twitching and shivering as a trickle of semen oozed from her lower body.


    He covered her with the thin sheets and hugged her from the side, pressing her nude, sticky, and wet body against his as he planted a light kiss on her lips. "My woman..."


    It had been almost nine hours since their first encounter, and in that short time, they had not left the bed apart to drink some water and grab a snack to recharge; he looked at her swollen mound and belly and began to feel a little sleepy.


    And that moment...


    The door slammed open, and in came Aurelia, "Evaine!!! It''s time to wake up~~ and go to your boring job... Oh? Ooooh!?" Her voice turned inside out as she saw the hunk Lancelot and his half-erect cock pulling out of the gaping hole of Evaine, who was still convulsing.


    "Hahaha... hello." Lancelot greeted her with a slightly awkward laugh.


    Aurelia''s jaw dropped to the floor. Her mouth opened wide as she tried to speak. Her hands shot upwards, covering her face in embarrassment.


    ''Ah... Fuck! Of all times for you to come and wake her...''


    Evaine then began to stir as she hugged Lancelot and began to kiss his neck, her soft lips a little dry now as the lipgloss was long gone from their passionate kissing.


    "Hmmmm.... it still stings between my legs.... bastard... How bout you lick my asshole to make up to me~ fufu... this princess will make you serve her well, knight Lancelot."


    She seemed still in the lustful daze of last night but then saw Aurelia and froze as the woman held back her laughter.


    "Oh.... Princess Evaine huh.... Ha....haha....hahahahahaha!"


    Lancelot had never seen Evaine turn such a bright red, her hands grabbing the soft, silky pillows and tossing them at Aurelia before shouting. "Get out! Don''t look at my man! Stupid slut! Ahhhh.... forget what you heard!!!!!"


    Aurelia just smiled and left the room, laughing her ass off...


    ''Oh man... the angry Evaine is too cute!''

 Chapter 95: Chapter 26: Morganas Ultimatum

    Lancelot left Evaine because of her strange adorable attitude and worried that someone might see them together and make rumours in the Academy.


    Although it wasn''t illegal or wrong, the student and teacher would still be treated with some scorn due to it becoming accepted only recently.


    ''Not to mention her title as the Iron Woman would crumble overnight.''


    "Haha..."


    ''Morgana?''


    [...]


    He smiled wryly before stepping out of sight and leaned against a wall before he slipped into the wall with a blue magical essence scattering as Lancelot vanished.


    There were only two reasons Morgana would ignore his call.


    ''She''s either fighting against a raid right now.''


    ''Or jealous because of who I spent the night with...''


    Lancelot opened his eyes; the new black and red throne inside the citadel of Camelot was stunning.


    When he appeared, it seemed twelve maids greeted him, with eight succubi and four frost hares.


    ''No... there are four celestial maidens too!''


    "Sixteen maids? No... with their weapons and armour under the sexy outfits... Are these beautiful women my guard?"


    A tall angel with four wings, likely a rare spawn as the others only two-stepped before him before she kneeled towards him with a serene atmosphere.


    On either side were the two succubus heroes in similar outfits but opposite colours.


    The succubi wore a mainly black French maid outfit with small parts white and a very short skirt that fluttered with their tails movements.


    While the angels wore a mainly white maid outfit with the small parts and details being black with a mid-length skirt.


    ''Come to think of it... I know Lusia and Vellan, but who is this beautiful angel with silver hair and golden eyes?''


    "My King."


    The graceful angelic voice from her soft pink lips echoed with the soothing timbre of a professional choir singing praise to his name.


    "I am Lumiel, captain of Your Highness'' Royal Guard."


    ''Oh, a cute name. I guess angels have similar names, Nuriel, Samael, Lumiel.''


    Lancelot leaned back and noticed that the two succubus heroes were pulling faces behind her back, which was quite amusing.


    It seemed that the races he commanded were quite amusing.


    ''That reminds me to work on improving the territory... We need to find a place with lots of metal and stone.''


    ''...and invade them.''


    For now, he didn''t want to ally with anyone other than human Lords. Rena and Guinevere were enough for now in the demon kingdoms.


    "Then what might your duties be, Lumiel?"


    Lancelot worried that Morgana and Nuriel gave them strange orders to change his opinion or make him more likely to go to the other side because of their support.


    "My Lord! We are to support you when needed, offer protection and create discreet areas when His Highness might need them..."


    The angel''s face showed a strange tint of red upon the last words.


    She turned away, avoiding Lancelot''s gaze with trembling golden eyes and fluttering white wings.


    ''So even the mighty angels get embarrassed?''


    ?Of course we do, My King!? Especially when our master likes to fornicate with demons in the open!?


    ''Oh, Nuriel! Nice to hear your sexy voice first thing.''


    He smirked at both of their reactions; even the seraph''s voice was tinged with shame and another emotion that made him almost laugh out loud.


    "Good, that sounds like a wonderful Royal Guard."


    Lancelot knew there was likely more, but he didn''t mind the short and sweet version...


    "A-Ah... T-That... My King, there is another; w-we are to serve as our King''s night companion should you ask..."


    ''This girl... I wonder if it was Morgana that gave this order. So stupid.''


    Lumiel''s face was bright red, her wings fluttering; all the celestial women seemed to have pink cheeks and restless wings.


    Maybe it was due to their sense of innocence being stronger than normal, but their eyes that looked at Lancelot differed from the slightly cold and emotionless angels training in the yard, taking on several Frost Hares each.


    Lancelot stepped down from his throne with several black marble steps leading to a silvery white stone floor with a marble finish.


    With each step, the tap of his black scale boots resounded before reaching the kneeling Lumiel and reaching out to her.


    His large hand was slightly rough from the amount of sword practice and training he did. He slipped it across her cheek and under her chin, placing his thumb at the tip while stroking her cheek with his long fingers.


    "Lumiel, I will not force any of you into completing that final order. Only if you want to be held should you accept it."


    "Ah...!?"


    The angel''s body seemed to tremble from his touch; he was pouring his Ether into her body, causing a blissful feeling of pleasure to assault her senses.


    Lancelot''s throne was filled with Ether, just waiting for him to distribute it to everyone, but he was giving Lumiel hers right now.


    Enjoying every moment of her body convulsing with unsightly moans from those divine lips, her lower body spasmed as she left a sticky stain on his white floor.


    ''It''s really fun when I do this to an angel directly, so adorable as she tries to fight the pleasure...''


    He leaned close to her ear.


    "O'' Lumiel, captain of my royal guard. Do not endure your orgasm before your fellow sisters. Let it flow."


    "Do not resist. Accept the pleasure!"


    His whispers were like a devil as her body trembled, her golden eyes widening as she gasped, covering her mouth, but the erotic moan was already delivered as her fell angels were bright red, and the succubi seemed to have let off some steam.


    The Frost Hares... Those girls were always a bit horny, so they stood pretty much naked with eager eyes.


    "Now then. I ask you all as my Royal Guard."


    Lancelot looked at them with a smirk before releasing his hand from the angel, who crumpled to the floor, convulsing with sweet whimpers as her lower body became a mess.


    Nevertheless, her golden eyes shone bright, illuminated like never before.


    [...]


    "Would you all like to receive your Ether normally or like Lumiel here?"


    "Those who wish to receive the same treatment as your captain and become her sister, then come stand behind Lusia and Vellan."


    He didn''t need to wait long as almost all of the fifteen girls rushed to the centre, almost fighting for the chance to receive Ether directly.


    Giving it directly seemed slower, but the women gained more benefits than the mass-released Ether, which didn''t grant them as many benefits.


    ''Since troops are linked to my level, the Ether gained isn''t related to that but their Grade.''


    Lancelot had tested this since the moment he became a Lord.


    Marimo was given her Ether directly every time, and now she was a Rank-C+, but Ikumi, who received only the mass-produced Ether, was only Rank-E+ despite starting at a higher rank.


    ''This will be my method of rewarding in the future. Morgana, Nuriel, Marimo and Ikumi make sure everyone knows.''


    ''The more they work hard, the more pure the Ether they will be granted.''


    {Yes, Master. Marimo will do so right now!}


    {I will help you}


    Ignoring the strange voice of Ikumi that seemed more serious and less childish for the moment, he continued with his plan.


    He looked at both the heroes of the succubus tribe he accepted. Lancelot saw they seemed frustrated, likely due to their natural enemy and counter being part of his army.


    Or it could be the pleasure they watched said enemy enjoy while they got nothing.


    Lancelot didn''t know or care.


    "Come, Sia, Vel."


    He just opened his arms and beckoned them to come to him.


    The two acted coy, looking away before, a moment later, they darted into his embrace, both hugging him tightly.


    ''Yes, I know. Since you were brought here, I haven''t spared any time for either of you. Forgive me.''


    The feeling and thoughts he infused into his Ether began to pour into their bodies, causing Lusia''s back to arch while Vellan tightly gripped his chest, biting him with her sharp fangs and letting her drool spill down his shirt.


    "Ah... look at Lady Vellan!?"


    "Oh my... did the succubus hero Lusia climax instantly! Haha," an angel with black hair mocked before getting pushed by a succubus.


    "Hmph... it just shows that our master loves the dark, sexy meat of a succubus more!"


    [Lancelot]


    As he was focused on letting the two succubi enjoy a blissful moment, the ever-elusive self-proclaimed true wife finally responded.


    ''What''s the matter, Morgana?''


    [Did you have a good time with Evaine?]


    There was no doubt from her tone that it was the usual Morgana, but Lancelot seemed to have grown more skilled with women and knew there WAS something wrong.


    Not pain or worry...


    ''It was good, but cannot compare to the nights I share with you.''


    [....]


    [Liar]


    [We''ve never done it for real anyway]


    It was something Lancelot never brought up because it seemed like a sore spot for Morgana when it was his fault for being so slow at improving.


    He was an incubus with the royal bloodline but was like an infant compared to her.


    Morgana was a fully matured and grown Queen that would drain a normal male with a few seconds of her fingers touching them.


    Lancelot might survive a few minutes, maybe half an hour? But if you changed that to intercourse, he would die within a few minutes.


    ''That''s why she made me drink that demonic black dragon''s bloodline, huh...''


    She was impatient with all the women surrounding him, especially how he was now allied with a Demon Queen, and both Evaine and Guinevere became his women.


    Her voice didn''t sound as he released the bodies of both succubi gently, one of them making a slight mess as she looked entranced.


    As he began to grant his Royal Guard their reward for serving...


    Morgana replied.


    [Lancelot, If you cannot hold me in a month. I will terminate our contract]


    This was when he realised the intense level of Morgana''s jealousy and insecurity reached its limits.


    Surrounded by the purring and moans of his Royal Guard, Lancelot closed his eyes and looked up to the bright throne roof, where an incredible painting of his Dominus form flew in the skies with Morgana at his side.


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 Chapter 96: Chapter 27: Lancelots Determination [1]

    Lancelot looked at the women who all received their Ether, his Royal Guards, all sworn to fight for him and contracted to him differently than normal troops.


    It wasn''t like he chose them himself, but each Commander chose them together and made them swear a special oath.


    An oath that meant they would never betray, forsake or distrust their King.


    ''It''s strange though...''


    ''As Royal guards needed to hold a certain level of trust and affection towards the king, they swore the oath too.''


    He thought about Milvar and those five female oni warriors who were always present when he dealt with Rena but were hidden, waiting for her call and order to assault him.


    The final Royal Guard to be gifted approached.


    With soft black fur and a small height and more humanoid feet, she moved closer with a shy face, trying to use her hime-styled bangs to hide her face.


    "Meru"


    Her emerald green eyes flickered from the bright lights cascading above before fluttering and focusing on his face. Lancelot watched as her soft lips trembled. The only girl in the room with a more modest chest, she stepped forward and knelt at his feet.


    "My King...."


    ''Her voice is shaking...''


    "Meru!"


    "I swear to serve you with my entire being. My lance will forever strike down your foes through the bitter dark and endless light."


    ''This oath... she hasn''t already sworn with Morgana!?''


    A wide circle began to form below them as cold winds blew around the pair, blocking vision from the others.


    Lumiel knew from the start as she smiled gently, escorted the other knights to stand in a tight row formation, and watched the scene. It was special to perform the oath with a Lord/King directly, as normally the commanders made a basic oath, but the King himself would have no idea.


    This would be something that only the most active and beloved Royal Guards might enjoy and was a big risk for them.


    Because if they were rejected, their oath and position would be forfeited without the chance to ever return to service. It was a stupid rule, but those were the bindings of those above, the masters of Avalon who decided how this twisted wargame was played.


    In their eyes, a subject rejected by the King was not worthy and didn''t have the right to serve as their Royal Guard.


    Lancelot didn''t know this because his troops were goblins, and their oath involved ale, lots of ale and profanity...


    They were normally performed with a sing and dance.


    ''... Such a beautiful blue colour.'' He thought as the beautiful sigil beneath them formed the same symbol the Frost Hares added to all their armour and crafted items.


    A silvery blue frost began to form with shimmering snowflakes as they formed a dress and veil around Meru''s petite body.


    Because he didn''t know the meaning and instead judged it based on who she was, this might have been an even more important oath for the shy and temperamental girl.


    So he broke the protocol and usual norms!


    Lancelot''s body leaned down with his arm wrapping around her, pulling her into his chest as Meru looked stunned.


    Her face seemed terrified and upset at first, likely thinking he was rejecting her, but the blue sigil and runes continued forming with their beautiful shining blue lights wrapping around them.


    "Meru. I do not wish for you to sacrifice your life for me nor to become an object that only lives to fight and fulfil my wishes."


    Lancelot''s words carried a gentle tone while a magical trace of Ether flowed through them as he transferred the power into her body.


    He didn''t expect the ritual and huge spell circle beneath them to grow more vibrantly and create a small snowstorm with the Ether pouring into her.


    She looked up expectantly into his eyes.


    "Then what... What can I offer to attain your favour!?"


    Meru wasn''t smart like her sister and didn''t have the explosive body of her peers or the exotic white fur of her cousin Ikumi...


    She was short, flat and lacked the normal legs of a regular Frost Hare with almost completely human form apart from her toes and feet.


    Lancelot could feel her emerald eyes seeking something from him.


    He felt desperation and resignation.


    "What would you offer if you were free, had no contract and could choose?"


    His sudden question didn''t change her expression. She merely glanced to the side with an ashamed look.


    "I... I don''t understand such things."


    "Do not think of any others but yourself."


    Her ears perked up before she lowered her head with a red tint to her cheeks.


    "I want... no, I wish..."


    She mumbled under her breath while hiding her mouth behind her furred paws.


    "Meru. Please."


    She didn''t need to speak or show him. Instead, her soul directly sent him an image.


    A fantasy?


    Perhaps... Destiny?


    The snow sphere surrounding them opened to show the other Royal Guards the scene as they were lost in the magical image.


    It was created by the sphere of snow surrounding them, beautiful imagery of her current thoughts, but Meru''s eyes were closed, as she was too ashamed to speak of her wish.


    The beautiful icy white plains filled with a misty fog that hid a sea of glowing lights.


    The white moonlight above reflected on the silver snow and shimmered the surface while a pair of delicate hands pulled a long cloth dress along a path towards a mysterious figure standing in the centre.


    The shadowed person held out their arms.


    He recognised the style and features immediately.


    A tall male with handsome features, his black and red tunic with twin swords at his waist... The man was him.


    Lancelot''s figure in the image looked down at her before moving his hand through her hair and kissing the back of her head.


    "My precious little Meru."


    A voice escaped his lips.


    But they were not alone; children played with large balls and spinning tops, giggling and laughing together.


    Each had small fuzzy bodies with a similar shape, emerald green eyes as hers, and fluffy ears that flopped around, but also demonic wings and Lancelot realised... they were not hare beast-kin, but his offspring, children that she gave him.


    "This... This is my selfish and useless dream." Meru muttered, still seeming to be lost in this dream, unaware he could see it... The lips of the future Meru in his arms speaking.


    "Then I shall make it real."


    He pulled her closer and whispered into her ear.


    "But we won''t start right away. You must live the life you deserve, explore, learn new things, and decide what you want."


    Lancelot didn''t wish for her to exist and become an object. He knew that each of his troops might have a dream or hope that one day, he wanted to let them enjoy a life that wasn''t just fighting or building his future kingdom.


    She didn''t even have the time to realise that this was her oath to be his Royal guard and future consort.


    No...


    This was his oath and her dream.


    An act that would anger and cause the rulers of Avalon to despise and see him as a blight that needed to be removed one day.


    This was the moment that Lancelot made his way of choosing his Royal Guard, with Meru being the most trusted member to him.


    As such, the bond would grow between the two of them.


    When his dream finally came to fruition, her first task was to help him build a safe kingdom for all those born on it to thrive.


    Her dream and wish was for a family.


    So why not his own?


    ***


    The unbelievable scene faded before it returned to Meru with her arms wrapped around his back as she suddenly looked up with her mouth wide open and dilated pupils.


    A small sigil was imprinted on her chest just out of normal view, but right now, her cleavage was visible, showing the marking of his shield with two swords.


    ''I can feel her existence, different from the system used for summoning... Meru''s heartbeat... her anticipation and embarrassment... All of it is so clear...''


    Lancelot was just as confused and stunned.


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    "L-Lancelot?"


    ''What is this feeling? Why does everything related to the summoning and Lord system feel so dull and muted... As if an invisible cloth is limiting my feelings and the sensation felt towards them?''


    It was like he touched Morgana and the others with his hands, wearing gloves and a thick layer of armour.


    Yet with Meru, they were like two slimes intermingled, able to completely merge and share their feelings, and her emotions flowed into him.


    "What''s the matter, Meru?"


    His voice was gentle, feeling her desire to be hugged tightly and comforted, likely still thinking it failed due to the lack of system support or feedback.


    "Did I fail?"


    He kissed her head and ran his fingers through her hair as the ritual was complete.


    "How do you feel?"


    "Warm... Your arms are so big and soft... Wait.."


    Meru''s eyes opened, and her body felt weird.


    Like something was there... something extra that made her feel warm, comforted and secure.


    She reached for it, and suddenly, a warm flame filled her body; it was Lancelot. She could feel his presence, his feelings and affection towards her, as it grew and overflowed her.


    Meru didn''t understand the true meaning. She thought Lancelot''s arms and warmth felt too comfortable, so her body relaxed and fell into his arms completely at ease.


    He looked down.


    ''Such a silly girl...''


    Her expression was calm and happy.


    While the others looked on in confusion, Aria and Nel, the succubi, were stunned because it was engraved into their race memory... Their ancestor and the former King of Avalon, Morganna''s father, created a treasured ritual.


    The true ritual of oath.


    She wasn''t rejected, and her soul and spirit were the safest it''s ever been since the first night Lancelot was summoned by his summoners and their magical ritual.


    The group stared silently.


    They saw her wish, saw him accept it, swear to grant it and created a magical connection...


    Lumiel knew of the true oath, but she never realised it could be performed by a no-named lord and less Demon King at that!


    ''Ah... So that''s it.''


    Lancelot looked at her and smiled, ''Maybe something to symbolise this act might be better?'' His hands wrapped around her soft, chubby cheeks, squishing them together.


    "A kiss is required for my new Royal Guard..."


    Meru''s eyes widened before she closed them and nodded.


    "Anything you desire."


    Their faces met.


    All their nervousness, expectations, and thoughts disappeared.


    The only thing left was the beautiful bliss and warmth flowing from her lips as the two shared the purest kiss, a simple action that bonded them and bound the souls together.


    They didn''t care if their oath was witnessed or what anyone thought; it was a dream she couldn''t explain, and that was okay.


    Her entire existence and happiness revolved around a single point.


    The promise was that Lancelot, her King, would be her lover, friend and protector until her final days.


    With a brief parting of the lips, a moment of uncertainty passed, but as his face leaned down again, the warm embrace and feeling of tenderness pushed her forward, allowing her to return his gesture without restraint or doubt.


    An innocent, chaste and sweet moment created an unbreakable bond between the pair.


    Meru couldn''t help the feeling that made her shiver and want more. Nor could she describe the sensation and warm pleasure as she pressed against his body.


    While Lancelot looked at his Royal Guard and planned to take them and fight a battle that would test them to the limits of each person.


    The mountain behind them was home to a lesser drake.


    To become strong enough for Morgana''s Ultimatum, Lancelot would leave nothing to chance.

 Chapter 97: Chapter 28: Lancelots Determination [2]

    Lancelot stood with his twelve Royal Guards behind him, their bodies wearing black plated armour and chainmail dresses.


    This outfit would be heavy for normal women, but for the Frost Hares, Succubi and Angels, this was nothing but a piece of durable clothing; for the women, he made them wear padded leather shorts and spider silk stockings under their skirts to protect them fully.


    ''To think I spent more than 50 Avalon Gold on each of my Royal Guard, let''s hope Morgana didn''t find out...''


    Since his village was now classed as a Town and able to summon a part of his army inside Avalon, he was granted access to the neutral traders who lived in the plains between worlds.


    He bought all the items today as a special gift.


    ''It''s bad for Meru, but I asked her to let Lumiel take command in battle rather than giving her the Captain of the Royal Guard title... she is Vice-Captain and will lead the Frost Hares as she knows their personalities and battle style best.


    "Let''s go."


    Lancelot spoke to them, all stepping off the wall with a steep drop near the southwest of their town and headed towards the entrance around two thousand metres away, wrapped inside a little nook.


    At first, he planned to use the lesser drake to deter enemies of a low level, but now found himself hunting the drake in an ironic turn of events.


    [I... I was just angry. Don''t go!]


    Morgana only said the words with half seriousness, never expecting Lancelot to take them at face value. Yet he did, now heading to fight a dragon and not taking her with him.


    She knew it was to prove himself, but Morgana only spoke out of frustration at herself for having such a body, and it was easiest to blame him... though, even as he left her behind, the thought that she should have stopped him was strong, even as her head pounded like crazy.


    However, she also had her pride as a succubus, a demon born and trained by her mother to become a royal consort who supported the next King of Avalon after her father passed.


    Torn between that pride and her growing love for Lancelot, she chose the prior...


    Only to instantly feel regret.


    ''Do not sound so sad or worried. I will surpass you, surpass those old fools who plot against me.''


    ''And I will surpass your father.''


    Lancelot had small clues about her father, and once he learned about him being the former king of Avalon, a desire to surpass him began to build in his chest.


    It was the first time Lancelot wanted to excel at something other than the sword; he wanted to become the strongest.


    But he could not tell if he was or could see it until Morgana confirmed he was better.


    Her words helped him find his strength and path, and the goal was now to surpass her father, to reach the point where Morgana looked at him the way she looked at her father, with sparkling eyes and an enraptured voice.


    "Halt!"


    Lancelot stopped them, looking back as his stone walls, raven black matching the hidden citadel, now looked smaller. He looked at the Royal Guard with a sweeping eye.


    "Take a moment before we push further; there are countless enemies from the moment we enter."


    The knights all took a neat stance, with the petite Meru looking adorable, being more than a head shorter than the others, as they started to confirm their gear, potions, armour and weapon conditions.


    Lancelot did this out of slight nerves and not wanting there to be any accidents.


    He slid his long greatsword from the black leather sheath while the golden eye in his left socket began to shimmer and shine, the stars dancing as he examined his items and gear.


    [Greatsword of Dragon Slaying]


    Strength + 10


    Vitality + 10


    Damage to dragons + 30%


    A sword crafted by a dwarven blacksmith who was born in the magical lands of Avalon, his home and family destroyed by a black dragon in the north.


    This sword was one of many that he created and supplied to various Lords, hoping they could kill the beast. Yet the Adult Dragon Vol''sfar still lives to this day.


    [Sense Dragonkind]


    [Detect Vol''sfar]


    -


    [Dragonscale Leather Armour]


    Strength + 5


    Agility + 5


    Vitality + 15


    Damage reduced by 25%


    Resistance to flames + 30%


    A high-quality armour created from the dragons slain by the swords of a famous dwarven blacksmith, Baldin. His reverent hatred for the race-inspired his wife, who crafted the armour with the same purpose.


    To avenge her new husband''s lost family.


    ''These weapons were so expensive, though... I am a bit poor now due to upgrading the archery range to the third level, but heavy crossbows and catapults are too strong.''


    It also boosted all damage with bows in his territory by over thirty percent.


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    Lancelot looked at his troops, who all stood silently, their dark sheen glistening in the sunlight. He bought the same series but a slightly cheaper armour for them, which only reduced damage and flames but lacked increased strength and agility.


    "Yes, Your Highness."


    ''These women...''


    He nodded with a smile.


    "Okay, let''s begin. Remember, if it moves, kill it."


    The sixteen-person group marched forward over the hard, crumbling gravel and dried earth. It seemed behind his town was a dangerous time bomb, and he would alleviate most of the danger now.


    Holding his greatsword and black dragon-scale armour, they entered the huge opening in the mountain''s little nook, hidden away from prying eyes.


    His only hope was to keep the creatures deep inside the cavern and not attack other places, so he sighed as he wondered if this plan could succeed.


    ''Woosh!''


    The noise of the air made Lancelot stop the group and step to the side.


    ''It''s not fast?''


    A green creature with the upper half of a woman, the lower a snake, appeared as Lancelot narrowed his eye on its scale-like body and skin that covered her large breasts.


    He looked into the amber eyes of the Lamia and wondered where they could have gone wrong.


    The Lamia looked at him, her mind still processing the events.


    She was hunting a small, delicious creature and then saw an enormous amount of life come into the nest and move towards the sound, and then this group arrived, walking straight past her.


    "Food! Mine! Kill!"


    Her voice was shrill, the group confused.


    ''Food?''


    Lancelot felt sorry for the snake woman, and that pity could be seen on his face as he noticed the creature bleeding on the ground, likely her food.


    He nodded to the Lamia before turning away and heading further into the dark cave, only illuminated by the flames billowing deeper inside like a churning magma pool.


    "Wait..."


    The Lamia spoke in shock as the group passed her.


    "Go and eat, please."


    He waved a hand towards the Lamia, and they headed deep, her eyes watching the strange people move into the caves, her tail flickering before she grabbed the creature and slithered away as fast as she could.


    "It was that easy..."


    But as they got closer to the flames and lava pools, his regret died, his heart starting to beat faster, his left eye twitching.


    ''A dungeon.''


    That thought came as he spotted the monsters moving down the narrow pathway to the huge cave and flowing lava pits.


    There were ten varieties, but only those near the entrance came in large groups; the deeper he went, the smaller the numbers and greater the levels, though all were still below fifty.


    The stronger creatures stayed further within the cavern.


    ''Mm, are dungeons formed from too many or strong creatures?''


    However, he didn''t have time to think because a huge group of giant centipedes lunged from the ground towards them, with molten lava dripping from their bodies.


    "To arms!" Lumiel shouted, her body enveloped in golden light, followed by the angels doing the same.


    "Let''s go!" Vellen and Lusia chanted in tandem, causing the succubi to glow with dark energies


    while Meru and the Frost Hares didn''t power up but lunged at the enemies and dropkicked the front three centipedes... busting their skulls from two Hares hitting the same spot...


    Their group''s ability and coordination were astonishing as Lancelot watched from the rear, feeling proud of his Royal Guard.


    ''I need to do the same!''


    He ran into the enemies with a grin, cutting an arc around himself. The magma from the centipede just dribbled around him in a crescent moon shape, missing his body completely, while his black sword just looked moulted red, not showing any damage from the heat of the centipede''s flaming carapace.


    ''A level thirty-eight monster has such a weak attack; what is it made from?!''


    It was his turn to take action, and he didn''t want the battle to last too long as more could appear from the dark recess.


    His left eye flickered with divine light, showing him both the weak spot and attributes of the centipedes, his body feeling a warmth seep.


    ''Detect Essence''


    The first time he used the ability of his Divine Eye, it took him by surprise, showing him the details of his target.


    "Found you."


    Lancelot aimed his blade, the energy and excitement flowing through his veins, and slashed outwards.


    A huge wind current was sent forth, his greatsword swinging and spinning as the sharp crescent of energy cut a bloody path through the enemies, removing their heads and limbs.


    Lumiel and the angels also attacked with their swords and shields, their movements looking like dancing stars.


    Even the Frost Hare and Succubi fought on an even level.


    It was a glorious and easy first battle as Lancelot''s horde of brutal women easily devoured the poor centipedes.

 Chapter 98: Chapter 29: Unexpected Clash!

    Lancelot was marching along with his Royal Guard; the enemies in this cavern were all but cannon fodder with races such as Angels and Succubi, who could use their flight to take advantage.


    ''I thought the Frost Hares would be inferior... Yet it seems the demon blood given to them has changed the muscles in their legs and bodies...''


    He noticed that the impact damage and force from their kicks, leaping kicks, or simply dropping onto enemies caused damage higher than even Lumiel''s Holy Smite.


    "My King, the amount of Ether collected is strange..." Lumiel commented before lowering her head.


    She seemed utterly confused at how much Ether we collected from the centipedes and flame spiders. "Why is there so much for such weak enemies?"


    It seems the angel was like him, feeling that enemies the Frost Hares could destroy so simply with their feet could not be worth this amount of Ether.


    "Worry not. We underestimate them due to our flashy abilities, divine spells and magic."


    "Sometimes simple is far beyond what we can imagine."


    "....R-really?"


    Her face didn''t seem convinced, but she swallowed and nodded when she looked onward, seeing the ravenous hares stomping on the writhing insects on the ground with loud bangs like a jackhammer hitting concrete.


    "I see... Truly, a destructive force. Nothing like the Frost Hares I know from my world."


    ''I can only feel terror thinking that is my third leg... Let''s make sure Marimo never gets angry. That girl is even more destructive than Meru and these girls.''


    {Master? I felt your desire to speak with me. Do you wish me to rush there to your side and aid you in crushing those disgusting lizards?}


    ''...''


    ''Marimo?''


    {Yes Master?}


    ''N-nothing, I just thought you were amazing as always.''


    {!!!}


    {Master~ is it finally time for Marimo to become an adult woman!?}


    ''...''


    He suddenly felt that maybe the one who was craziest and more obsessive was not Morgana or the succubus twins... But Marimo, the gentle and loving woman who stroked his hair, soothed him with lap pillows while humming a wonderful song like a fairy.


    [(You are such a fool... Why is it so hard to stay mad at you!)]


    Lancelot and the others descended the spiral staircase heading down into the burning depths, yet there were signs of another...


    Signs of another entrance on the human side of the mountain.


    "Wait!"


    I noticed footprints, recent ones in the dirt.


    My eyes narrowed because the footprints were not demons¡ªneither were they monsters or the creatures we had been fighting.


    ''How can this be!? We have been fighting the monsters¡ªnobody could be ahead of us?''


    "Lord..."


    Meru stepped forward with another Hare with long, curled black hair and gentle eyes, holding a bottle that seemed to have been crushed or smashed.


    "What''s the matter, Meru?"


    "Anya found a few of these bottles along the way but was hesitant to mention them due to how excited we were due to the battles."


    He held the crystalline bottles and sniffed them.


    A scent of lavender, silver leaf and camomile danced into his nostrils, causing him to feel peace and pacification, no longer wishing for conflict and only sleep.


    "Hah!? What just happened."


    He looked down as all the Royal Guard were blushing, and his hands were caressing Meru and Anya''s chests. The ample and squishy mountains of Anya were bountiful and warm, while Meru''s gentle hills were quite lovely, the small peaks exerting their presence on his fingers.


    "Lord..."


    "My King... Anya is ready to mate if you order it..."


    The two seemed to be embarrassed with red faces before Lancelot realised something. Most of the creatures they thought were in pairs of male and female!


    ''Damn... they used a love potion to make the creatures ignore them!?''


    Lancelot''s carefree demeanour faded instantly as he stepped back, now constantly emitting his sword aura.


    Flickers of silver and purple light began to flutter around his body with a sharp wind.


    "Everyone on full alert. If you notice anyone else or something strange, let me or Lumiel know immediately."


    He needed to keep his mind focused and agile for anything that might come next since this affected even him as an Incubus.


    The enemy was likely well-versed in demons and monsters.


    "My King?"


    "What is going on?"


    Lumiel asked before she saw the bottle in his hand and could ascertain the scent and usage of the bottle with a single glance, her beautiful eyes shimmering as golden light enveloped all the Royal Guard and Lancelot himself.


    ?Holy Radiance?


    "Your Highness, the effects of their vile aphrodisiac and calming potions will no longer affect our troops. It seems to be a mixture of Avalonian Humans and the eastern ninja from your world."


    "Good work Lumiel..."


    ''It seems that she is quite old... Maybe service as one of the Angelic races wards in the distant past.''


    He knew that some races would serve several Lords in their lifetime because their previous one died naturally or unnaturally.


    The Troops left behind could either become second-class units, or the Lord would stipulate them becoming free upon death.


    ''Eastern ninja... that little idiot better have nothing to do with it.''


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    After that, Lancelot''s group were slower and more thorough, killing the creatures with less sound using their most subtle magic and abilities to approach the wyrm''s nest.


    "By the way, does this dragon have a name?"


    Despite legends and lore about a dragon existing in this place, nobody ever met the thing, and Lancelot wondered what element it might be.


    ''Let''s hope it''s not an acid dragon. That would be annoying for me.''


    "Forgive me, Your Highness, but I do not know."


    "Only that this is like the many mountains in Avalon, home to dark beasts or winged lizards."


    "I see."


    Their group managed to kill another four packs of rampant beasts and insects. The ever-growing Ether stored was enough to improve his forces to another level.


    ''This is strange...''


    ''Did forcing them into their mating cycle out of the correct period weaken them?''


    *Clang!* *Crack*


    The sound of combat from the level below sounded, followed by the growls of a large beast.


    Lumiel was the fastest and had her divine wings extend out as she rushed in, Lancelot not too far behind.


    A wingless Wyrm, a pseudo dragon of earth and fire, roared its hatred as the human knights and strange fox warriors injured it. The thick and long snake-like body thrashed as it unleashed a spray of lava and a torrent of magma breath.


    "Lumiel, Vel, Lusia, don''t move¡ªwe don''t know the situation! Let the human knights fight that false drake!"


    "Understood!"


    "Yes, Your Majesty!"


    "Of course."


    The trio stopped in their tracks, but Lancelot extended his arm, and Ether flowed through the ground and sky, connecting to the arcane laws that made this mountain.


    He created countless beautiful phantasmal swords shining purple, formed across the entire battlefield, hidden under the soil, between rocks, above the skies, and hidden by the black smoke from the flames. Lancelot formed more than three dozen.


    After that, his breathing became more erratic, and he felt a tight sensation in his chest.


    "Wow..."


    The trio was amazed at their Lord''s strength, so casually doing what would require several race members to work together to accomplish alone.


    "Just be cautious of the cave ceiling. Don''t destroy the entire area with your battle prowess!"


    ''They are strong enough to deal with these false drakes with minimal damage or casualties... Let''s take it seriously---''


    "Sumika?"


    Lancelot''s eyes changed as he watched a beautiful girl as short as Meru standing with two eastern blades at her waist, her movements flowing like a swan, each action with meaning as she showed a side he hadn''t seen before.


    ''All forces stop!''


    The moment he willed this, they stopped as if frozen before returning to his side to watch the battle just below them with a short leap.


    "Change of tactics and plans. Protect the fox girls and that midget that looks like Meru with two swords."


    Lumiel, Vellan and Lusia looked unpleased while Meru blinked and seemed to enjoy watching the way Sumika fought, bouncing and dancing around like she was half Frost Hare herself.


    ''It seems she was never truly serious in our fights together...''


    "Vellan, Lumiel, use your best spells and blessings. Lusia, make a path through the fire, and the rest will support."


    "Lord..."


    "Will we not interfere directly? Why bother protecting the human girl?"


    Lusia and Lumiel said in annoyance.


    "That isn''t a simple human girl..." Lancelot smiled at his slightly rebellious troops.


    "That is my human girl."


    The next moment, his body sprouted two black and red wings before he leapt into the air and swooped down to support Sumika because the other group were standing in the back, watching her and the fox girls fighting alone.


    ''Ah, you cannot make my little kunoichi fight alone like this.''


    His black horns, curving back and pointing to the sky behind him, tore through the sky as Lancelot held his black greatsword and dropped down rapidly, holding the sword overhead and aiming at the huge earth dragon''s forehead.


    With a loud crackling, the space above the dragon was torn as an ethereal black blade tore through the sky, rending towards it.


    ''These people will likely die, and my fox will cry.''


    The black blade crashed against the drake''s scales, sending cracks across its hide while blood sprayed from the cut on the front of its skull and neck, a black streak across the left eye as it was blinded instantly, yet it could still feel something else.


    A second streak appeared, cutting into its ribs and chest.


    More than twenty sharp purple blades began to impale the drake''s soft stomach, blood and flesh oozing from the deep wounds as Lancelot slammed the side of its head with his right arm, filled with all his power, creating a deep, resounding bang.


    Its last moment of consciousness was to feel pain from its stomach and the feeling of its brain being destroyed.


    An absolute power sliced its body cleanly into seven parts.


    The human knights and fox girls all gaped at the overwhelming, ridiculous display.


    Lancelot landed gently, withdrew his Ether, stepped forward like a tall and handsome dragonkin knight, and held a single hand towards Sumika.


    This was the first time she saw his demonic form that resembled a dragon; her eyes widened as her petite body leapt into his arms and the sweet scent of lavender, vanilla, and jasmine.


    She wrapped her small legs around his waist and felt his warm hand caress her ass before reaching her shoulder blades.


    "Master is here. All is well..."


    The group behind her was staring in surprise and a bit of fear as a Demon Lord and his elite army walked down, making it seem like this would be their end.


    Lancelot had already created countless blades just below their feet in case they attacked.


    "Relax, little fox, don''t worry about me killing you."


    "Lancelot! There is a dragon, and she is really pretty! I want to make her my ally."


    At that moment, the faces of the thirty or so knights soured, and the central figure seemed to be a well-taught, noble child as he stepped forward wearing not armour but expensive robes and clothes.


    "Excuse me, but I believe the dragon was supposed to submit to our nation and become mine. Miss Sumikah."


    The way he pronounced her name was annoying, as Lancelot realised his bad hunch was true...


    They were using her to get to the dragon.


    Lancelot stood tall, far above the noble who was likely their Lord, maybe even a native to Avalon who lived close to Sumika''s territory.


    Yet compared to Lancelot, he lacked manners, excellence, nobility and charm.


    "The drake is mine; since Sumika wants it, she can take it."


    "W-What!? Yo--!" The young noble''s face scrunched up as he stepped forward.


    "I would suggest you leave now before you all die."


    The next moment, his thigh was impaled by a purple blade, causing blood to spurt from the wound.


    "Last warning. Leave now."

 Chapter 99: Chapter 30: The Drake Awakens

    When the blade tore the noble''s thigh, his guards all began to step forward. The knights filled with anger before dozens of blades tore through their bodies.


    "S-sumika please call of-."


    *Crack*


    The sound of bone snapping was heard. The noble screamed out before the next few sounds echoed as bones were crushed.


    "Master!"


    "Wah, his knee is gone."


    Sumika, who was used to the same type of injuries, did not even wince¡ªinstead looked at the way Lancelot performed her grandfather''s disarming strike with starry eyes, wanting to fight him again for real.


    "Arghhh!? My leg!!!! HELP!!!"


    The Knights and Royal Guards had no choice but to wait. Their master was now on the floor bleeding, with a hole in his knee and thigh, yet the one they were planning to kill likely had a relationship with this terrifying demon and his forces, and they could see how much this man cared for the girl.


    Lancelot ignored them and kissed Sumika''s forehead.


    "Be sure not to play too much, Sumika. You knew they planned to use you, right? I think that noble even had desires for your body, haha!"


    "Yes, Master~! But why did you laugh?"


    After the kiss, her face turned red. Her body, still held by Lancelot, squirmed happily as her cheeks flushed.


    ''Damn it! How is this midget more beautiful than those mature beauties!''


    "It is nothing; how is your stomach?"


    He wanted to be as discreet as possible, wondering if she was still feeling cramps or discomfort, not wishing her to fight with such distractions as he noticed her units were a group of twenty fox girls with eastern swords, all looking at him and sniffing the air, wary of the man touching their master suddenly.


    ''These units are so cute... Almost as cute as Marimo and the girls!''


    Sumika blushed.


    "My belly is fine! Let us fight more!"


    She hopped off his arms and dashed forward, her tiny hands held up as her beautiful snow-white and dark blue battle outfit fluttered with each jump, and the two long, thin swords shimmered from the moonlight shining down into the cavern.


    "You know a dragon isn''t so easy to defeat, right?" He laughed before looking back at Meru and Lumiel, nodding, "Come, support her troops well."


    "Yes, Lord!"


    "I have been waiting to do more than simply assist!"


    Vellan, Lumiel, Lusia, and the other units moved to aid the injured fox girls; some only suffered slight burns or cuts. Lancelot didn''t want to take risks as he watched Sumika''s inquisitive eyes look over his units.


    "Lancelot... all your units are so sexy and have great bodies... Ah! Except for the small rabbit!"


    ''Hey!''


    "Sumika... Meru is quite adorable, no? She is an excellent Knight and Frost Hare. Don''t mistake her for a rabbit; it''s rude."


    He wanted to scold Sumika but couldn''t help smiling as the girl rubbed Meru''s head with affection while the other was bashful.


    "Ooh... she is a pretty rabbit!"


    ''... Little minx, I know what you''re trying to do!''


    Meru''s smile faded, and her lips turned into a slight frown.


    "That is not right, Your Majesty. Meru is a Frost Hare. We are not rabbits; we have long, sharp ears."


    Sumika tilted her head before a sharp pain shot from her buttocks as Lancelot spanked her for teasing Meru on purpose; the little tiger fangs showing proved that she just wanted to see the Hare get angry.


    "My King, what are we to do about those people?"


    Vellan, with her sexy blue skin and lovely soft hair, pointed to the knights now in a turtle formation to protect their young noble, maybe a prince who knew.


    Thinking about it, Lancelot was a bit rash, and now, because Sumika''s territory was in danger due to his actions, if she returned and he didn''t, it would cause issues. If he lived after suffering, there would be issues...


    ''If I station troops at her base, it might help or convince her to move her summoning tool into my base and become either my ally or like Guinevere, but that would limit her growth...''


    He looked at the noble, but the succubi''s mesmerising ability wasn''t permanent.


    Lancelot moved towards Sumika and leaned close to her ear.


    "Sumika, how powerful is the nation this noble comes from, and what distance from your territory is there?"


    "That... I have met that man a few times. It takes like a day or two to get to me. He is a noble, called Cedric, has a big manor, is very rude and talks like he''s the strongest."


    "So, I am guessing he wants the dragon for fame in his kingdom?"


    "Mmm! That is right. He also told me a few times he wanted me as a concubine... It was annoying."


    "Good job for resisting the temptation and not killing him."


    "Hehe~ my husband is decided."


    "Oh really? Congratulations."


    "Hmmph!"


    Once the small chat was over, he thought that even if they went to fight the dragon, the kingdom would likely not investigate instantly...


    He could craft a transport if they became allies or more.


    ''As long as she is safe, we no longer need these people. They give Ether, after all.''


    Lancelot stepped forward, but the moment he was about to attack the knights, the entire cavern rumbled as a dragon roar was sounded from below; the roof and debris began to fall as cracks formed along the rocks and dirt, shaking and spreading out, making everyone fear the cave was about to collapse.


    He looked at the noble, swiping his arm as the wounds healed instantly, "We need to work together to slay or tame the dragon; let''s form a temporary truce."


    ''Idiots, show me the tools you brought, then I can kill you.''


    "!!!"


    The group moved as fast as possible, avoiding the debris while heading down another flight of crude stairs leading underground, where they would face their final foe.


    ***


    The staircase led downward to another cavern that seemed to have been naturally made, a wide expanse of soil with many cracks and marks left by claws.


    On the floor were several skulls and bones, yet it was empty except for the far side, where the golden, earthen scales shone under the flickering torchlight, and a large lizard-like creature slept in a nest of wood, fur, and leather.


    Lancelot couldn''t feel anything strange with the way it breathed. It was merely a massive lizard-type pseudo-dragon with thick limbs and wings.


    The Knights were excited, thinking their luck was quite good since this wasn''t an acid dragon but a black dragon and was only in the young adult form.


    ''Strange... this isn''t a false drake, but a true dragon... A female.''


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    He watched as the knights began to set up their special item; it seemed their greed surpassed the fear of him attacking.


    Yet he felt a strange feeling tickling his mind and chest, unable to focus on what it was; curious, he didn''t rush into battle or send his troops and waited as the knights set up several steel-chained ballistic.


    "What the hell are those things..."


    "Those are magical devices used to bind the creatures of Avalon, Your Majesty. If I''m not mistaken, those chains and ropes will keep the dragon docile and force her to submit. If we are lucky."


    "I see... is that so..."


    Lancelot looked back and forth at the sleeping dragon, which seemed to sense something and stirred, awakening from her sleep. Her body shook, causing a heat and cold wave, and the ground cracked and split from the mana surge.


    She stretched and yawned, her deep, soft, melodious voice echoing across the cavern, creating an earth-shattering roar that would terrify any human or knight, making him realise she was acting.


    Her eyes narrowed as a pair of slit, crimson-red eyes shimmered brightly and seemed to pierce into Lancelot''s heart and body.


    "How nostalgic... The first time I meet another in a few millennia, you''re using a humanoid form..."


    "Do we know each other?"


    "My King, who are you talking to, and in such a primitive language..." Lumiel looked at him with curious eyes.


    He didn''t know that the words he heard so clearly were just grunts and groans from the others, while he was almost the same when responding to her...


    ''Is it related to that damn blood-''


    The moment a knight fired one of the chained bolts, Lancelot''s sword sliced off his head; as the bolt penetrated the female dragon''s wing, she gave out a painful cry, howling before the bolt was flung out with her flapping wings.


    He felt a strange anger.


    "Eh?"


    "My Lord?"


    "Lancelot?"


    Everyone was shocked, as Lancelot himself was equally shocked, but hearing the painful cry of that female dragon made him feel a fit of anger that turned his mind red, and he killed the knight suddenly.


    ''Was that magic!? Is she already enchanting me!? Impossible!''


    The knights were about to turn on him when the female dragon opened her maw and roared at him, speaking a foreign and ancient tongue.


    "I like your boldness, young emperor."


    She smiled and nodded with an amused grin, showing off her rows of teeth as a black flame billowed from her lips, adding a strange allure to her dangerous figure.


    "Waaa, look at her cool black flames!" Sumika yelled, looking back at Lancelot with shining eyes.


    "Mm. What does it matter? You don''t belong to their human nation. It is too much of a waste. Be mine and make our young. We could easily destroy their entire human race, and then we will have this mountain all to ourselves."


    ''Damn, my brain is getting a little hot. Why does that sound so reasonable? Is this dragon coming on to me? I might consider it if she was in human form. Like other dragons, can she become a small woman with big assets...''


    "Hmmmm?"


    The dragon noticed the women around him before her nostrils flared with smoke, snorting as if she were above them.


    ''Is this why Morgana didn''t stop me when it was so dangerous...''


    Lancelot began to think that his bloodline was part Black Dragon Emperor...


    Even if demonic, that was nothing for a true dragon''s rare chance to meet the opposite sex of the same flight.


    As the pair watched each other, the knights began to shoot their weapons rapidly while half held their shields and swords pointed towards Lancelot.


    It seemed he needed to make a choice.

 Chapter 100: Chapter 31: Thank You.

    The arrows aimed at the dragon were fine because she could block them with her scales or use her fire breath to stop them easily, and as he watched, she began to do so. Her throat bulged out as smoke blew out of her nose as she was creating a black fireball.


    However, the ones aimed at himself and Sumika were not.


    Lancelot grasped his sword before twisting around.


    "Aria, Nel, use your shadow flames to burn down the arrows. Lumiel, Meru, Vellan, we''re killing all the humans."


    In a split second, the bodies of all fifteen Royal Guards became fierce as they were given his order and attacked the humans without mercy.


    When the knights reacted with their swords, the demon''s sharp spears shot towards their vital spots, chanting dark magic as they fought.


    Lumiel and her angels were no different, grasping swords of divine light. The blades were magical but sharp nonetheless¡ªa thin blade perfectly designed to pierce the throat of weaker chainmail or leather armour.


    The Knights tried to raise their shield to avoid the holy blades and dark magic.


    Still, despite their efforts, they were knocked down¡ªa devastating impact caused by several Hare''s brutal leaping stomps, the muscular thighs and calves crunching the steel¡ªwarping it around the poor men''s arms as they screamed in agony.


    The first clash was violent, with more than five knights being killed, draining a hefty amount of the human''s stamina and power to resist the onslaught.


    "Sword."


    Lancelot''s gentle whisper caused terror for the noble, who still writhed in pain from the first blade despite it being healed.


    He stepped forward before five purple blades, thick and filled with Ether, and all swords penetrated the noble''s limbs despite his efforts to activate an arcane spell¡ªa thin arrow created from pure magic shot from the fingertip of the noble towards Lancelot.


    Yet he merely tilted his head to avoid the last ditch effort of the human failing without even scratching his cheek¡ªa beautiful set of black dragon scales covering Lancelot''s cheek and neck. Aesthetically pleasing and serving their task of protection well.


    "Noble, you made several mistakes today, in the past, but worry not. I can promise you will make none in the future."


    Lancelot''s voice was calm, commanding and filled with a confident tone, causing the trembling noble, while his whimpers of pain echoed, cries for someone to save him continued.


    "Please... My father is the baron of Svela¡ªwe can compensate you! A demon and a human Lord must be enemies. I can help you crush her terri-"


    A swift swipe of Lancelot''s Dragonslaying sword tore through the air¡ªa clean and deadly cut that sliced off the noble''s lower jaw.


    "Ggrwagh!?"


    "Master!"


    "Lord Svela!?"


    ''Hmmm, so this idiot is called Svela... A name that seems familiar.''


    Lancelot frowned because the humans didn''t bring any special weaponry apart from the bows and crossbows, with a minor dragon-slaying enchantment.


    "This garbage is enough to kill a wyvern at best!?" Lancelot exclaimed, seeing the information with his divine eye.


    The fight was over as the female dragon''s body hovered above them.


    Sprouting a pair of beautifully scaled black wings from her back, she flew above the human knights¡ªarms outstretched like preparing to dance as her lips curved into a smile with an arrogant face.


    "Lumiel, all of you pull back this instant!"


    Lancelot looked at the dragoness with a sharp eye, her soft lips pressing together before she seemed to emit, but a torrent of black flames poured down like she was vomiting, flaming death upon the human knights.


    "Gyhaaaah!?"


    "Help!!!!"


    "Mmaagh....!"


    Their bodies fled only to be melted down to the ground along with their steel armour that began to warp, cursing them to endure a hot, painful death inside the one thing that should have protected them.


    "Oh!?"


    "They smell like bacon... It''s a little nasty, though." Sumika whispered as she looked away from the flames, seeming that even this girl was affected by the men burned alive.


    A scream of silence filled the cavern for a moment.


    Lancelot''s back began to itch before growing two pairs of wings, one blood red and the other like the female dragons.


    He had no intention to believe her words at face value.


    Thanks to the efficient Royal Guard, he didn''t spend much Ether to wipe out the guards. Even the dragoness dealt with most of them, which meant Sumika technically didn''t kill that stupid noble.


    He felt the warmth of the molten rocks and lava below as his wings fluttered and sent him flinging into the sky to confront the female dragon.


    A new ally might be worthwhile, but trust and belief were difficult to gain.


    "Lumiel, should she attack me, only use ranged attacks and keep safe. The moment she transforms into her dragon form. Penetrate her like a pig for slaughter." His voice transmitted to her as they watched him approaching the smug female.


    "Oh my, Did the young emperor like what he saw?"


    "How? Will you accept my offer?"


    She hovered quietly after speaking, the alluring and elegant voice echoing several times while her black wings slowly fluttered, keeping her close to him.


    Lancelot lowered his sword and decided to at least try reasoning with her.


    However, the divine eye that analysed her strength showed that even if he went in with his full power using his Dominus and tried to awaken his dragon blood, he may win those below apart from Lumiel would die for sure.


    "The offer to become yours? Sorry, but I prefer to be the one on top."


    Lancelot felt no aggression or desire to fight her.


    No, there was aggression, but it wasn''t the type to fight with swords and magic¡ªit was the fight between a male and female.


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    "Do you think those below you would survive if you tried resisting me?"


    ''...''


    ''Velan, Lusia.''


    His mind reached out to the ones who had a link to him¡ªsadly, Nuriel and Morgana were not here as they could make tactics in complete secret.


    Only the Heroes could speak with him right now.


    ''Make sure you protect Sumika no matter what happens if a fight breaks out¡ªflee back to our territory and relay this message to Lumiel.''


    Lancelot''s hand holding the Greatsword of Dragon Slaying tightened. He watched the beautiful woman''s neck tilted, letting her black hair dangle down to reveal her bare chest covered in shimmering scales covering her sides and hips.


    "Are you done talking with your allies?"


    Her voice was soft, but it revealed her intelligence was beyond that of a monster¡ªrather, Lancelot felt she could most likely be a Lord herself!


    "What are your terms for a deal?" Lancelot asked, his mind racing to make a plan to stop this woman from killing those below should her mind flip and choose to use force rather than diplomacy.


    "Fufu~ well then... I want you to help me make a new Dragonflight. One that will be loyal to their mother, a great force of female black dragons born from an emperor''s blood."


    "No female dragon... Nay! No female should ever wish to decline this chance!"


    As the woman spoke, she began to touch her body, the long black horns on her head shimmering as her fingers slipped along her smooth, silky scales towards her already moist roost oozing for his flame of life.


    She quivered and cackled to herself while twirling in the air, but those golden eyes always watched his body from head to toe.


    They never stopped observing him like she was constantly evaluating him.


    ''Tsk...''


    Lancelot''s eyes narrowed, feeling pressure as cold sweat dripped down his back.


    He was attracted to this woman but would not allow it to be on her terms. It was like a strange pride formed deep inside.


    Whether it was due to the dragon emperor''s lineage inside or his pride as a man, this woman and her clear threat made him angry.


    "I see..."


    Closing his eyes, Lancelot began to think, to remember.


    ''Who am I?''


    An image of a weak human with low strength fighting among those worshipped as heroes and champions using his to survive desperately using only his sword and speed.


    A clear feeling filled his chest.


    ''I am no longer that weak man. I have both strength and the same calibre to be one of those worshipped!''


    ''So why am I waiting here on the assumption I would lose?''


    "Hahahaha! Thank you. Please, can you tell me your name? I don''t think I caught it."


    Lancelot''s body seemed relaxed, and the dragoness picked up on the lack of aggression, and his pheromones were not those of a dragon wishing to fight.


    Thus, she let down her guard.


    "Tyr(Tear), Daughter of Bahamut."


    ''Vellan, Lusia.''


    {Master?}


    ''Forget my orders. The moment a fight breaks out. I want you all to use your Domina and have Lumina and her angels blow everything while Meru takes Sumika to Camelot with the Frost Hares, who cannot fight the dragon in this terrain.''


    {Hmmmm?}


    His eyes were closed while he felt the movement of Lusia whispering to Lumiel as his troops'' fighting spirit soared, something only a Lord could feel.


    Their morale and desire to fight were maximum.


    Lancelot''s beautiful eyes opened slowly, a golden eye filled with divinity and the power to see through all magic and his other, a demonic silver, peering at the beautiful woman before him with flowing raven locks and a voluptuous figure.


    ''If she survives, I''ll let her live if she submits to me.''


    "I thank you, Daughter of Bahamut, Tyr."


    Her eyes flickered, wondering what he meant, tilting her head with a confused look.


    "Thank you for reminding me of who I am."


    With his left hand across his abdomen and his right hand holding his sword towards the sky, he gave a gentle bow.


    "I am Lancelot of the Endless Waltz and Lord of Camelot."


    Tyr didn''t understand what happened because his voice was so gentle and calm.


    Yet the moment she blinked, countless purple blades surrounded her body, and Lancelot had vanished... His body suddenly was only a few yards away as his sharp, black blade was thrust towards her heart!


    ?Blade Dance?


    Lancelot chanted two words with a slight whisper, and his body vanished from sight.

 Chapter 101: Chapter 32: Wont Submit

    Crimson blood rained from the sky, and beautiful black dragon scales shimmered in the purple light flickering from Lancelot''s blade. He danced through the skies, each slash cleaving through the air with a ferocious cry before tearing the female dragon''s huge body and meaty flesh.


    "Little Emperor!" Her voice growled as she swiped downwards, trying to stop his attack with a powerful blow, causing the wind to swirl around her huge claws.


    With a rapid turn, Lancelot''s chest barely dodged the deadly attack, four thin cuts spreading across his chest as blood oozed from the broken scales.


    Lancelot didn''t feel pain as his palm released his blade, pushing forward as four purple phantasmal blades blasted towards her.


    "Old woman!" He snarled, causing the female to become enraged. Lancelot smirked as his attempt to anger her succeeded.


    They formed with a beautiful dark Ether shimmering before ripping apart the fierce winds caused by her erratic clawing and penetrating the female dragon''s chest, causing her to flap both wings vigorously to gain distance and height.


    "Don''t get cocky! Whelp!" Tyr bellowed from her maw as flames bathed Lancelot''s figure in the sky, his confident smile causing her to react more extremely with a brutal twirl. Her long, armoured tail smashed into his flank, a loud clang resounding before a hail of golden lances hit her body.


    Lancelot held his black sword along his body, placing his left palm along the flat of his blade to endure the brutal lashing of her tail, causing his body to shake, blood seeping from his lips as the shockwave from her blow caused his organs to shift violently.


    "Ugh..."


    The next moment, as his eyes fluttered open, trying to shrug off the damage, he saw the sky brightened as Lumiel lunged forward, and she and the other angels launched brutal spears of light towards Tyr.


    *Da-Dang*


    As if a huge bolt from a ballista crashed into her scales, loud bangs and sizzling followed, knocking the dragon''s body back, rolling in the sky as she seemed to droop down, but Lancelot saw her throat bulging as flames leaked from her lips.


    "Lumiel, avoid her flames!"


    Lancelot called out in alarm as he flicked his finger.


    A single line of Ether blasted forwards, instantly blocking the air between Tyr and Lumiel¡ªhis wings swung back, catapulting his body towards the gap, grasping his sword tight as a crimson flame billowed around his dragon-slaying sword as he swung it horizontally into her oncoming fire breath.


    The Ether coating the dragon slayer blade spread in a sphere, wrapping the incoming flames in a net that seemed to condense them further and further, forcing them into a singular point that became visible.


    An eerie red flame orb hovered within Lancelot''s grasp, and without any hesitation, he blasted it towards Tyr''s weakened body as her body hung in the air.


    "Too na?ve, boy!" Tyr bellowed as she twirled her body with a barrel roll, but Lancelot clenched his fist when the flames were just above her body.


    "Woman, you are too confident." The ball of Ether created from their flames transformed into a rain of crimson blades that hailed down on the dragon like a heavy downpour of death, ripping and slicing her wings.


    "You''re the same," Lancelot snorted coldly as his blade tore apart her hide and scales. "To think I was so nervous fighting a dragon¡ªyou are a beast!"


    Tyr''s head twitched slightly at his comment, and her expression was unfathomable.


    *Snort*


    But after a few moments of silence, Lancelot''s eyes opened wide as an ear-piercing screech rang out, and the sky lit up.


    "Did you think I would die from a few mere flesh wounds!? To a feeble, Young Lord!" Tyr screamed with blood pouring down her beautiful yet sightly burnt scales with heavy breaths. Flames began to radiate from her entire body¡ªLancelot felt like the entire area was devoid of Ether, like she was sucking it all towards her!


    A huge ball of black fire was already spinning rapidly inside her wide-opened maw. Lancelot was not immortal, and the constant intense fighting made him feel fatigued as he missed this attack.


    Seeing dozens of flames fluttering around her body, he pulled all the Ether he could to create dozens of floating purple blades, but he could only block one attack.


    The fireball... aimed at him.


    or


    The countless flaming lances aimed towards his troops.


    Holding his blade tighter, he bit his lips to remove the pain of overdrawing more Ether¡ªhe could survive. There was still his Dominus and complete transformation, but the troops here would die if hit by either attack.


    "Sword!"


    *Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba*


    One by one, purple swords of pristine shimmering light began to fill the sky around his body, blocking all sight of his troops, a sweet taste of iron and copper filling his mouth while a stream of blood oozed from Lancelot''s nose.


    One dozen.


    Two dozen...


    Over fifty Phantasmal blades covered the skies as he stood in the centre, pointing his black sword towards Tyr''s heart.


    "Come at me, Dragon."


    Tyr''s head snapped back, her neck coiling as she released the flame from her mouth, or should have done...


    *Ga-Dan!*


    Six powerful feet all dropped from high above, black and white fluff colliding with the dragon''s nose, cracking her nose and pristine scales as the Frost Hares dropped from way above the sky, causing the dragon''s body to drop rapidly suddenly.


    The black flames erupted inside her mouth as Tyr''s golden eyes widened, unable to scream due to the force of each Hare stomping down on her snout, closing her maw tight before she smashed into the ground, smoke and blood pouring from her lips, as the flame lances were fired off randomly towards Lancelot.


    He was smiling as he pointed his sword, her black flaming lances shooting around the cave, randomly destroying the walls and floor, while his purple blades all shot down, piercing her flesh, tearing her scales and pinning Tyr to the ground as the Frost Hares stomped once more, cracking her nose completely before they leapt backwards, grabbed by the angels and dragged to safety despite trying to keep fighting even more all of them like feral beasts wanting more dragon blood.


    The hail of golden and crimson swords rushed forward, piercing her large body and locking her limbs onto the ground.


    "It''s my win." He said coldly, hovering a few inches from her face before pointing his sword straight at her chest. "Submit to me¡ªI won''t carve out your heart."


    Tyr was silent as the surrounding battlefield died, and everyone began to check their injuries and numbers.


    *Cough*


    *Cough*


    Blood began to dribble out the sides of her maw, staining her blood-drenched scales a deep crimson as her eyelids flickered, looking up towards him, "Boy... you''re stronger than I expected..." She laughed dryly, "Hmph..." Slowly, her huge body began to shrink, revealing a naked woman again, but it was different this time.


    She was only as tall as Meru, with long black hair wrapped around her naked body, hiding her ample cleavage as a hand wiped away the blood on her face. Her golden eyes were staring at him with an intensity different from the look she gave before.


    "Then why don''t you come and have fun with the Queen of the Dragons?" She asked teasingly, a devilish smile forming as Lancelot stared back, confused. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Are you surrendering?"


    "So na?ve, I''ve not lost. It''s only because these fleabags attacked me while you were arrogant and giving a victory speech. Don''t tell me you never considered taking me for your mate and using my body for your pleasure. Or the Queen''s desire?"


    "Why should I want you for a mate?"


    Lancelot''s eyebrows knitted tightly.


    "Well, you can use my strength if you do take me. Do you want to know how powerful the Dragon race is?" Tyr stepped forward, trying to look seductive, before Meru''s long leg tripped her, causing the small dragon to fall, rolling forward as her buttocks and black tail hung in the air as she lay ass up.


    "Eh... the so-called dragons don''t even have pubic hair... haha." Lancelot mocked her, as her body was covered in thin, black scales that covered her sides and around her most private laces¡ªdespite looking imposing.


    It was bravado.


    Lancelot moved forward, his foot pressing down on her private spot, as the scales and her fleshy mound squished under his foot, causing Tyr to moan and wince in slight discomfort before Meru and the others all kicked her face.


    The blow knocked the little dragon''s consciousness away before he waved his hands and threw her unconscious body towards the Frost Hares.


    "Bind her¡ªmake sure it''s tight and gag her mouth. Let''s make this stupid dragon more obedient back home."


    Tyr was captured.


    ''Thank god she wasn''t an ancient dragon¡ªotherwise, we might have been in a worse stage now...''


    Lancelot was about to fall backwards when two pairs of arms held him up; the succubi had been helping him maintain his Ether levels all this time as Vellan and Lusia kissed him deeply to restore him to normal.


    "Mmm~"


    *Slide*


    Lancelot could feel their tongues moving and entwining inside his mouth, passing him energy and fluids that his body greedily sucked up. As his senses returned, he noticed an odd smell, but as he pushed his tongue forward, he felt a cold liquid drip along his chin.


    ''Huh? It smells sweet... almost like...''


    "Enough. That''s enough; get off him, you sluts. Look, you even broke one of my wings. Let''s heal ourselves first, and then you can suck us dry later." Lumiel grabbed the two Succubi, dragging them aside while pouting.


    ''Ah... it is like honey,'' Lancelot mused.


    But, after drinking the remaining juices, his strength and body felt a bit better. The blood stopped dripping, and he could walk normally without the pain from his wounds. He quickly removed his blade, looking around at his allies and soldiers.

 Chapter 102: Chapter 33: Sumikas Village

    When Lancelot was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and realised that he couldn''t just leave because now Sumika''s territory would be in danger. Rather, why the hell was she leaving with him?


    "Sumika, why are you following my troops as if it''s a given?"


    "Eh? That base will call the humans; they already hate me."


    Lancelot looked at her, wondering why, "Why is that?"


    "Ah... Well, I beat them up and stole their things."


    ''Are you a bandit!?''


    That is what he would like to shout back. He couldn''t believe this small girl was like a bandit, but that''s exactly how she should be in Avalon! Good girl!


    "Hmmm... How many of them are people from our world, do you know?" With beaming eyes, Lancelot asked as Sumika hid behind her hands, probably expecting him to scold her.


    But Lancelot now realised that the original Sumika probably died in this cave at the hands of either Tyr or the humans. He couldn''t stop it in his past life, but this girl seemed to have connections to him; thus, whether he helped her now was important.


    ''Let her go to my base and transfer her Lord item and have her become my consort, but since she cannot defend this territory, how about letting her defend Camelot but leave the rest to Morgana and myself... Guinevere needs help soon, too. So, wouldn''t it be great if I farm the humans here for experience?


    He could teleport between the villages if they were his, building a simple portal wouldn''t be hard, and Tyr''s fat dragon ass could collapse the tunnel to stop anyone from sneaking through again...


    It seemed like the best way to use both sides to his advantage.


    ''What a cute, innocent expression on her face! Well, I should first make her swear loyalty... No, I don''t want to do that anymore, although it made Guinevere stronger... I want to make Sumika smile, so let''s take her as my lover. I know she likes me, and there''s no way I''d bathe naked with her if it weren''t mutual.'' Lancelot, after thinking deeply, had decided to do that.


    ''It might not be an undying love on my part, but I don''t want her to die and wish she would stay beside me until the end... For me, that is enough for now. I will protect Sumika and her troops, not as a vassal but as my future wife.''


    Lancelot stopped moving; his hands stroked the soft cheeks of Sumika, who was happy to feel the touch of the boy she liked, her rosy cheeks causing her kitsune troops to giggle at her before scurrying away.


    "There are only strange humans who live here... I think there is one Lord from school close by; she is that nice girl with the fairy queen, but all the men and Lords keep trying to court her, and she comes to me for snacks and to complain! Oh... she always asks about you too, so annoying!"


    Sumika''s jealous and pouting face was adorable, as Lancelot couldn''t resist...


    Pinched her cheeks, "Ah, how can you be so cute..."


    ''Why am I saying this? Oh well.'' Lancelot couldn''t understand how his feelings could change so much, but his past self wasn''t him, and while he might not fully agree, he understood what he had been thinking.


    Maybe part of accepting his new self, sometimes letting his true feelings out, was bad.


    "Sumika... is no longer being visited by the red moon...." The kunoichi blushed as his hands toyed with her cheeks, her almond eyes sparkling as she looked into his, biting her lips as she felt her heart start to beat rapidly, something she had been trained to control for all her life yet it wouldn''t listen whenever looking at Lancelot, especially his face.


    She wondered what those lips tasted like and wished Lancelot would kiss her.


    ''That''s so sweet! This feeling, is it happiness and love?'' She wanted Lancelot and to never let him go, even though she had no idea about anything beyond that, nor was her understanding of emotions developed enough to realise her feelings fully.


    However, Lancelot, who understood her reaction, kissed her forehead as Sumika closed her eyes, and his scent overwhelmed her, the desire to be even closer to him increasing tenfold, her heart fluttering in her chest like a bird, her breath stopping as the kiss lasted only a few seconds.


    "Sumika... I can''t guarantee I will love you the same way you love me. However, if you agree, you can join me. We''ll take this village together. Would that be okay? Even though you might serve me as my consort, will you accept me?"


    She had no idea, not caring about the Lordship from the start, only her cute friends who played with her in the forest... "Will the girls..."


    "His fingertip pushed against her soft lips, his golden eye shimmering like a divine being. "Your cute friends will still be yours, but I will make them safe, being summoned inside my castle, okay?"


    "!!!!" Sumika''s eyes became wet, and as she hugged Lancelot tight, she saw many of her friends dying... She was notShe was unable to cry about it at home as her family were strict and did not want to bother Lancelot... She couldn''t speak well as he held her tightly, almost crushing her in his strong embrace.


    "You didn''t want them to get hurt. That''s why you didn''t try to fight the humans seriously. Otherwise, those dogs would be dead." Lancelot felt her affection for her troops made her greater than most other Lords.


    He could feel the affection and love each Kitsune had towards her and thus didn''t plan to take them away from her. Instead, he would strengthen them like the Frost Hares and use his blood without Morgana this time.


    ''So you no longer have to cry like a baby...''


    The thought of Sumika crying and hiding it was too sad...


    ''I need to be more honest with my desires, right?''


    Sumika smiled and nodded. She wasn''t afraid of losing the base; she was more concerned about the people, not the resources or materials...


    Her care and consideration for everyone was far higher than his, even if his mind and abilities allowed him to grasp the bigger picture better, or rather, the path to reach the biggest possible picture, where everyone was smiling and could have fun.


    "Will you make them happy?


    "I will! Let me have your village, and I will make them strong enough to fight and never die, Sumika..."


    "Let''s go, Lancelot~"


    Her head buried in his chest, listening for his heart to see if he was lying, yet her eyes widened when she realised he meant every word. Looking up, she saw his gentle expression; despite looking more demonic, he was still the charming and kind man she spent most of her time with when not in Avalon.


    "Stupid Lancelot... making me feel so much strangeness."


    Sumika, hugging her knight, finally decided to entrust him with her everything and took the first step as the Lady of her land.


    ''But what do I need to do to protect his territory and not make him do it alone...''


    Lancelot had no idea that while she lost her Lordship, it was the first step to her becoming the strongest strategic Lady in his harem, always thinking about how to protect Camelot, their troops...


    Her home beside him.


    ***


    ''Marimo, Meru, can you do me a favour?''


    {Master!?}


    {Yes Lord?}


    ''Take half our troops, Hares, Half-Elves and Succubi and station them in the village those Fox-Girls came from; take the strongest few of their group and tell them you want to help protect the village Sumika made.''


    {Yes, Master! Marimo will do so now!}


    {My Lord... Should I come back or meet up with Marimo?}


    ''Good, you girls are the best together. After putting Tyr in the Citadel Basement, I want you to lock her in the chains to stop her from transforming or using magic. I plan to reward both of you with whatever you desire when this is finished. Once Tyr is contained, help Marimo.''


    {Mashter!!!!}


    {Lord~~ We did it!}


    The pair seemed extremely excited by his words, but Lancelot was just happy to have given them orders, while Sumika nuzzled his chest because of how short she was.


    "Shall we visit your village and start the transfer, princess?"


    Sumika blushed at his playful tone and nodded, his strong arm lifting her with ease, as his demon form was a little taller, so her soft, perky ass could sit on his forearm comfortably while hooking his neck with her arms.


    "Hehe... your arm is so strong."


    "And your butt is soft and squishy."


    "!!!" Sumika turned a deep shade of red, her face looking at the floor while biting her lip as she felt the warmth and pressure of his palm and fingers on her rump, causing her to wiggle uncontrollably.


    "Do you mind if I carry you like this, Sumika?"


    She shook her head, feeling shy but happy.


    "I''m sorry you have to carry me."


    "Don''t worry; I know you hurt your leg earlier; rely on me. I will be your support, aren''t I your Master?"


    She smiled at him, her cheeks red.


    "That''s true... but you''re so nice to me."


    "Shouldn''t I be? You will be my wife one day, aren''t you, Sumika?"


    "Haa! Don''t tease me..." Sumika replied shyly.


    ''Lancelot is really... Too direct! I want to... Hug and kiss him!''


    As they talked, they found a spot to leave the dragon''s cave, leading to a long winding path and at the bottom of the path was a small village with Eastern architecture and a beautiful Lord''s mansion with a hot spring in the back garden...


    ''It''s so fancy. Is this where I will make my stance in the human lands... how grand!''


    The strange thing was the mountain was like a twisted part of Avalon''s space; despite seeming to have only travelled an hour, they were now more than ten thousand miles from Camelot if they were to fly there using their ability.


    The village grew restless when he carried Sumika inside like a princess, her body resting against him.


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    "Ah~ the princess is back!"


    "She brought a man!!!"


    "Quick!!! We need to make sure it''s not that damn human!"


    "Ah... handsome and sexy demon!!"


    ''Her troops are lively...''


    They quickly surrounded the duo, staring at them intently before letting out a loud cheer at his presence, not understanding his identity, only seeing the Princess, who looked embarrassed but happy after bringing a male companion, so he must have been okay.


    "Miyako! No snacks for you!" Sumika pouted before wiggling off Lancelot''s arm and began to "Scold" the fox girls, but they all seemed to be playing together in Lancelot''s eyes.


    "I can''t believe our new Lord will be this hot guy! Oh well, a good-looking lord is good-looking. The PrPrincessas a fine man; I''m jealous! He will care for us and won''t die like that fat fool."


    Lancelot''s vision became hazy when a bunch of Foxes hugged him while another began to pet his horns.


    "You look strong."


    They were like fox girl copies of Sumika, even more energetic and clingy than his wives, except they didn''t know what boundaries meant, and their clothes were more revealing.


    "Whoa, your buns are so tight; your hands are so cold yet nice."


    "No wonder the princess liked him; you are pretty!"


    "What is that hard thing? It''s huge!"


    ''Is the fox tribe this promiscuous!?'' Lancelot felt his lower and upper horns being rubbed while several hands groped him.


    "Sumika, save me!"


    Sumika laughed before using her body to shield Lancelot, pushing the fox girls away while pulling him down.


    "Master! It''s not what it seems!!" She cried, blushing madly while clinging to his back, hiding her embarrassment.


    ''Saved.''


    "Master!? Hahaha, our Princess likes you a lot."


    "Kitsune girls, I''ll reward you with plenty of sweets, so leave us alone... unless you don''t mind getting eaten?" Lancelot winked playfully at the cute Kitsune girls, whose tails became straight like needles and puffed up, making his teasing work, and they ran away.


    "Why is my heart beating so fast? Why was I so nervous..." Sumika asked Lancelot while hugging his arm and burying her face in his armpit.


    Lancelot smiled, looking down, and stroked her head.


    "You are cute. That''s why."


    "Let''s settle the village and see who wants to stay with me and who will leave for Camelot."

 Chapter 103: Chapter 34: A Village Reborn.

    Lancelot was currently using his resources to modify and improve the village of Sumika, sometimes using his own body to remove debris with his shirt and armour off¡ªhe was showing his muscles to impress the fox girls as they seemed to like attractive men.


    Instead of the wooden walls, he replaced them all with stone but kept the slight Eastern touch of the outer wall and built a second inner wall that protected the important village objects.


    ''Let''s have Sumika send her summoning platform to my base and replace it with a new one here... I think a visit to the black market is in order when we return.''


    In the background, Sumika and many of her kitsune kunoichi were watching as Lancelot was fixing the village all on his own. He insisted on keeping the village in a style they could call home. Thus, three kitsune were standing around him with clipboards.


    They were the more intelligent girls with less fighting prowess than Izuna, Nami and Yomi.


    Izuna was a pure orange-furred kitsune with cute green eyes, fluffy ginger hair, and a tail with a white tip, and they enjoyed blacksmithing.


    Nami was a more sensual fox with larger breasts than all the others and a plump figure. She was a kitsune that enjoyed cooking and making the meals for the girls with golden blonde fur and silver eyes¡ªshe stuck close to Lancelot as if her hands were measuring his muscles and other things.


    A whisper sounded in his ear, "Let''s enjoy each other''s company tonight for a nice drink~ Fufu, I''ll show you the wonders of a kistune kunoichi."


    Nami''s blonde tails swayed as she rubbed Lancelot''s buttocks with a wink before the last fox kicked her away into the dirt.


    "Don''t seduce our new master with your slutty body¡ªgo find a man your age!" Yomi, with black fur, pulled out her small tongue.


    Yomi was shorter than the other girls, but she was cute with very pretty features and a small face that could beat any of the girls Lancelot knew.


    ''Although she''s flat-chested, the girl has a strange sex appeal..''


    Her long black hair cut with a box fringe and hime bangs reminded him of a certain eastern princess known for her blade skills...


    Another who was unlike Sumika but came from a long line of Samurai...


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    Lancelot smiled at the girls, asking where they would prefer their buildings to be and what kind they liked from his Lord panel.


    It was surprising, but they didn''t mind the black citadel look.


    Instead, they seemed happy when he said the eastern look was beautiful and made him feel at ease, noticing their little tails swaying with delight.


    ''It seems they are proud of this little village, so let''s not abandon it as planned... Let''s make it my foothold into the human realm.''


    He originally thought it might be best to find a deeper territory to make his base in the human kingdom; a big candidate was his former cliffside territory from his last life.


    However, seeing their faces, he decided to change his thinking.


    ''If I am too caught up in the past, I will miss what the future and this new path offer me. Let''s try to save the people who died horrible deaths, but for land and equipment...''


    ''I will keep an open mind.''


    ***


    "Hey, Sumi~ is he your husband?" A brunette fox asked, her brown eyes watching Lancelot with a hungry gaze.


    "Mmm~ he''s my master but treats me like a wife!" Sumika said proudly before tapping the noise of the brunette. "Don''t lust for him or force him. If he wants you, you will be in his bed and crying in pleasure before you know it."


    "Eh!? Is he that good?" Another fox leaned her soft chin on Sumika''s shoulder as they watched their dingy wooden wall suddenly grow to a five-metre tall wall made of beautiful red and white stones, keeping the eastern look of their village...


    "Ah!? Look at the gate and towers!" A fox cried with a soft voice.


    On the village''s front gate was a beautiful stone statue on either side of two kitsune maidens who seemed to be wearing a shrine maiden outfit and carried a long naginata like an eastern glaive used mainly by females.


    Then, on the towers of each side of the wall was a lovely image of several foxes along the stone walls.


    "Eh... isn''t that Mistress!? Ah! That is Yomi!"


    "Where?! Oh! It''s me!!"


    Lancelot had taken all the kitsune warriors here and made them into sculptures using one of the most resilient and hard stones he could choose so they would never weather or be damaged by anyone below the highest grade.


    He even paid extra coins for an automatic wall repair function but would take the stone.


    "Sumika... Your master is kind. In our world, when a new lord takes over, they normally destroy everything, and some even kill the maids and servants that followed the previous lord too." A white-haired fox with red eyes whispered, her eyes never leaving the sight of Lancelot.


    "I will stay here and help him keep this village safe." She continued.


    Sumika turned around and looked surprised before biting her lips and nodding, "If Konoha says so... but what if I need you to fight?"


    "Silly Master, I can be summoned anywhere you are instantly. I want to ensure the man you love is worthy of your affection. Please allow me to stay, Sumika."


    Her eyes turned back to Lancelot, carrying Yomi and Nami using his biceps as they chirped happily at their images on the walls and buildings.


    "Mmm..." Sumika sounded a little worried.


    ''If I leave you here, he will have you in his bed in a week...''


    ***


    Lancelot spent around four hours completely remodelling and upgrading the village as a huge group of people finally emerged from the mountain.


    A group of one hundred Frost Hares, fifty succubi, ten angels and Marimo, who was leading them and looked extremely beautiful in her new armour.


    "Marimo..."


    He could only say her name as her beautiful black hair was tied in a side-sweep braid while the rest was messy and wild but suited her gentle and calm face too much¡ªhe felt his heart throbbing as she approached him.


    However, the graceful figure was ruined by her dragging a woman tied in thick ropes and half naked being dragged through the mud with her mouth gagged with her own black scaled tail...


    ''Marimo, you are quite cruel to other women...'' Lancelot thought but still found it slightly sexy.


    He walked forward and quickly caught up to her, embracing her tightly before lifting her into his arms and spinning her in a circle a few times before holding her so that her body was leaning back and they were face to face.


    "My beautiful Marimo," Lancelot said while looking directly at Marimo, making the beauty in his arms bashful. At the same time, the people behind them, staring in shock, turned their gazes away in embarrassment.


    "M-master... the people are watching."


    Lancelot leaned close to her soft rabbit ears, kissing her once before speaking, "Who cares? You will be mine in the end." The fluffy ears on her head flopped from his words as she slammed the rope carrying the dragon several times in her delight.


    "Why did you bring her here anyway?" He asked, stroking her smooth back and teasing the small black tail hidden behind her armour, "It''s strange to see you wearing clothes, though¡ªI kind of like the naked Marimo. Haha."


    His words caused the poor Hare to turn bright red; the many times they met and how often he saw her naked drove her crazy, "I thought there would be other men... so.... only for you."


    ''This girl is too cute!'' He shouted in his heart.


    "Why did you tie this dragon up? If she was annoying, you should have killed her and thrown the corpse in the lava. Hahaha." He joked, knowing the Hare would never do that, and his prediction was proven right.


    "T-this person is... Well, Lady Morgana said she would be most calm beside you and that you might be focused here and with Guinevere for the coming month.. so I thought, why not strike while the iron is hot?" She asked innocently, which made Lancelot''s heart shake.


    ''Why am I always surrounded by good-looking girls who have bad thoughts and are too adorable?'' He thought, yet could not help himself.


    He brought the Marimo inside, not sparing any glances toward the dragon even as the golden eyes stared straight into his back and her tail lashed wildly.


    "If you keep moving like that, you will bite your tongue and die!" Marimo suddenly said while kicking the dragon in her head, sending the dragon onto her back, and the breath from the tip of her fangs ceased as the golden eyes closed.


    "Did you kill her?" Lancelot asked in surprise as they stepped inside the house.


    "Ah?! Master, what should we do? Did I kill the idiot Lizard!?"


    The next moment, her eyes snapped open, sharply looking at Marimo. "Oh! She''s not dead, false alarm master!"


    Like this, the two spent most of the time bickering, with Marimo having absolute victory as the other troops all began to get to know each other and populated the formerly quiet town, now bustling with life as the various races intermingled.


    Sumika, who saw her village looking so full and vibrant, felt a sense of happiness in her chest, finally realising that accepting his help, meant she wouldn''t lose this place, and the sentiment seemed shared with all her kitsune troops.

 Chapter 104: Chapter 35: Dragon Stew Or Marimos Mount

    "Let me go! Grrrr!?" The dragon bit her steel gag with slurred words, trying to spit out her tail, but it didn''t work as Marimo stepped on Tyr''s head, rocking her foot to grind the dragon''s face against the cold marble floor.


    "Don''t speak so loudly, lizard¡ªyou are in the presence of my master."


    Marimo seemed more extreme than usual, causing Lancelot, sitting on a black chair a few steps away, to smirk, his body sinking into the soft leather as he leaned back, both women looking at him with different looks.


    One looked for help, eyes filled with embarrassment and frustration.


    The other a look of pride and vibrance.


    ''Who is making Marimo so competitive and fierce?''


    He didn''t want to scold her as she didn''t go too far but somehow felt that she needed a light punishment or something that let her relax.


    The room was quite cosy, although he replaced the tatami floor in the main throne with the cold black marble that he enjoyed. The rest of the mansion was beautiful, with wooden walls with sliding doors beautifully painted with images of enchanting scenery.


    "Marimo, that''s enough. Come here, don''t bully her too much."


    Lancelot tapped his thigh as Marimo looked at him with a strange face, taking a moment to realise he meant for her to sit there. Opening her mouth wide, she kicked Tyr away and hopped onto his lap. Her soft ass was more cushioning than the expensive leather seat as he felt her warmth and squishy flesh along his thigh.


    "Why are you so forceful to Tyr? Did she do something to upset you?"


    His fingers began to stroke her soft, creamy cheek, the silky texture. Allowing his fingers to slip past her smooth cheeks to the glossy black hair


    behind them, combing through them slowly before moving down to her nape. Lancelot found Marimo irresistible as he couldn''t stop touching her no matter how much he tried.


    "No, Morgana said she wanted to hurt you so..." The face of Marimo turned red as her hips quivered; it seemed she liked her face and hair being stroked. "Did Marimo do something wrong?" S§×arch* The Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her lips trembled, expecting some punishment as Lancelot smiled gently, his fingers stroking her chin while his thumb brushed her plump cherry lips.


    "You did nothing wrong, Marimo. You have to be gentle with Tyr. She has feelings like us, okay?"


    "Hmph, Marimo doesn''t care what happens to that lizard!" Turning her head away from his touch with flushed cheeks, Marimo refused to meet his gaze as if embarrassed by something.


    ''This girl is suddenly jealous of Tyr? Marimo, don''t be too cute, or I''ll eat you up here.''


    "I see," He nodded his head with a faint smile, glancing at Tyr, who was acting pathetic on the floor and looking at him with wet eyes. "Then, Tyr will stay with us from now on, so take good care of her, Marimo," Lancelot whispered into Marimo''s ear as she froze, turning her head around with a dumbfounded expression.


    "What!? But Master, Marimo only wants you... Not that lizard... Marimo only wants you..."


    Her voice dropped, sounding rather depressed, a little crazed and sulking, as Lancelot chuckled softly, pecking her glossy hair.


    "Marimo is so greedy¡ªTyr is strong and will make you able to stay by my side no matter where the battle is. Do you not want to protect me, Marimo?" Lancelot acted pitiful, looking at Marimo with puppy eyes, knowing she could never reject anything he asked with those eyes.


    "... Fine! Marimo will take care of Tyr because Master asks her to, but only then... Hmph!"


    "Good Girl, Marimo, you''re so adorable~" His lips kissed her forehead as Marimo''s face blushed red, leaning forward, burying her face into his chest while Lancelot glanced at Tyr, who looked at them with teary eyes.


    ''Sorry, Tyr, but you must become a mount for a while...''


    "Now then, Tyr, come here. Let''s remove your gear." Lancelot waved his finger at her as she crawled towards him like an obedient pet. Removing her muzzle, he could hear her breathing heavily, feeling her warm breath on his palm while Marimo glared at her fiercely, almost wanting to bite her head off.


    ''Calm down, Marimo, or I''ll punish you later.''


    "How about you let me go? Then we can fertilise my eggs and make a huge roost of whelps." Tyr''s golden eyes shimmered as her face brushed against Lancelot''s hand. Since she lost to him, now was the time to find a way to secure a greater role¡ªotherwise, the woman beside him might bully her forever.


    "Hmm~ Marimo, Tyr wants to fertilise her eggs. What do you think?" Lancelot patted Marimo''s head as she frowned, narrowing her beautiful aquamarine eyes into slits.


    "Master, Marimo doesn''t want this lizard near you... She leaks herself when near you and smells bad..." Marimo complained as Tyr frowned, looking at her with a ferocious glare.


    "You-!" Tyr opened her maw, about to say something, until Lancelot placed the muzzle back on her snout, shaking his head.


    "Marimo, be nice¡ªor else I''ll leave you alone tonight." His fingers stroked Marimo''s nape as her eyes widened, her hips quivering while looking at him with disbelief.


    "Master... Marimo didn''t do anything wrong... Why would you leave Marimo alone..." Tears formed in her eyes as Lancelot smiled wryly, kissing her tears away, tasting a salty flavour.


    ''This girl is really easy to manipulate, but I feel kind of guilty... Or maybe it''s her manipulating me?''


    "Then behave¡ªboth of you," Lancelot sighed, kissing Marimo''s forehead again as she nodded like a child, smiling happily as Tyr watched enviously, her body trembling slightly.


    "Master, Marimo promises to behave... Can Marimo sleep with Master tonight, then...?" She mumbled shyly, biting his shirt sleeve as Lancelot nodded, brushing her cheek lovingly.


    "Hmmm... Can you sleep without trying anything?" He teased while thinking how to make Tyr truly submit once Marimo left.


    "Mhmmm! Marimo won''t try anything, promise... Marimo will sleep quietly next to Master..." Marimo nodded excitedly, her hips rubbing his thighs, causing Lancelot to feel something warm and slightly wet between her legs¡ªit seemed she had become horny.


    ''Your body gives you no credibility, Marimo...''


    Since things were finished, he tapped her bubbly ass, enjoying the slight jiggle, before whispering in Marimo''s ear, "Now you go and help Sumika and the other girls fix the village, okay? I have to speak with Tyr alone." Lancelot pushed Marimo off his lap as she reluctantly nodded, kissing his cheek and glaring at Tyr with hatred before leaving the room.


    ''I wonder why Marimo hates Tyr so much...'' Lancelot wondered as Tyr crawled closer, looking at him with desperate eyes.


    "So, Master, shall we fertilise my eggs?" She rubbed her scaly body against his legs, her eyes shimmering brightly as Lancelot smirked, stroking her scales.


    "Not yet¡ªthere are conditions."


    "Conditions...?" Tyr tilted her head as he nodded, pushing her away and standing up from his chair.


    "Yes, first, you obey all my commands¡ªsecond, you will protect and serve Marimo as her mount¡ªand third, you cannot tell Marimo about our deal," Lancelot stated the conditions, his gaze landing on Tyr, whose eyes trembled with uncertainty and anger.


    "Those conditions... That green woman will bully me endlessly... I refuse such ridiculous conditions." Tyr shook her head as Lancelot shrugged his shoulders, walking towards the door.


    "Fine¡ªthen you can fertilise your eggs alone," He replied indifferently, hearing Tyr crawl towards him hastily, grabbing his ankle with her paws.


    "W-wait, Master, please don''t leave me alone! I accept your conditions¡ªplease fertilise my eggs... Please~" Tyr begged, rubbing her head against his leg as Lancelot smiled faintly, stroking her head.


    "Do you have no pride? What is it with you and the eggs? Can you not


    have them later?" Lancelot questioned curiously as Tyr shook her head.


    "Dragons lay their eggs every hundred years¡ªif I fail to fertilise them this time, they will wither and die." Tyr''s golden eyes trembled, staring at him desperately as Lancelot frowned¡ªhe wondered why the females had to stick to some stupid rule, or maybe his sperm would be the same and take a long time to impregnate his women...


    ''No, because I am part incubus, and that allows me to choose whether they get pregnant with complete accuracy.'' Lancelot concluded, patting Tyr''s head as she closed her eyes, enjoying his touch.


    "Fine, I will fertilise your eggs¡ªbut in exchange, you follow my conditions, or I''ll abandon you." Lancelot agreed, watching Tyr repeatedly nod, licking his fingers with her tongue.


    "Thank you, Master... Tyr is grateful." Tyr thanked him gratefully as Lancelot knelt before her, caressing her scaly neck.


    "However, you will drink this first."


    Lancelot pulled out a pink potion¡ªthis would stop Tyr from attacking him and his troops, but only as long as they didn''t piss her off or attack her. It didn''t limit her freedom but would stop any outbursts of aggression, which could be disastrous with her black flames. It was more of a strong, calming drink than anything special.


    "What is that...? Tyr refuses to drink something suspicious made by humans." Tyr stared at the potion with distrust as Lancelot sighed, opening the bottle and drinking a sip before offering the rest to Tyr.


    "It''s just a potion to calm you down¡ªit will ensure you don''t attack me or my people." Lancelot offered the potion to Tyr, who hesitantly grabbed the bottle with her maw, tilting her head back and emptying the pink liquid down her gullet.


    "There¡ªsatisfied? Now fertilise Tyr''s eggs~" Tyr licked her lips clean, dropping the bottle before Lancelot as he grabbed it, placing it inside his storage ring.


    "When did I say I would do that now? How long until you need to fertilise them?" Lancelot had no feelings to sleep with this woman now nor fertilise her eggs. He would no longer stick his dick in random women, especially after Rena. However, since Marimo gave him no choice, Tyr became his excuse to keep her happy.


    ''Although fertilising her eggs might create a connection, allowing me to tame Tyr easily if things get risky... I would rather take it slowly. Otherwise, I would eventually become a monster who uses even my children as tools.'' Lancelot sighed bitterly as Tyr remained silent, her eyes gazing at his crotch as Lancelot awkwardly coughed.


    "Well, Tyr? When do you need to fertilise your eggs?" Lancelot repeated the question as Tyr snapped out of her trance, blinking her golden eyes innocently.


    "In two months¡ªat most, Master must fuck Tyr every day in two months, or she dies~" Tyr grinned widely as Lancelot sighed helplessly¡ªmaybe he should sleep with Tyr or wait to gain something...


    "Two months, huh?" Lancelot muttered quietly, his fingers tapping his chin thoughtfully as Tyr patiently waited with expectation, her body quivering with excitement.


    "Then for two months¡ªfollow my commands, protect Marimo, and never reveal our deal to Marimo or anyone, understand?" He patted Tyr''s head as she nodded.


    "Tyr understands¡ªshe obeys Master~" Tyr purred satisfactorily as Lancelot sighed, waving his hands, dismissing her to do whatever dragons do. "Hehe~ it''s a dragon''s promise!" The next moment after her words, a strange tattoo began to form on her chest, and the same for Lancelot... Her was black and his pink.


    "What''s this?" He asked her, confused.


    "Oh, It''s a dragon bond¡ªevery promise we make will appear on both''s bodies, and once broken, that person dies so that Master can relax~ Tyr promises she won''t break this bond nor tell others~" She explained as Lancelot stroked his chest where the pink mark appeared. It felt like it seeped into his skin and linked with his soul.


    ''It feels creepy and a bit extreme, but since it means she cannot harm, I''ll let her be free.'' Lancelot thought.


    "Then leave¡ªtake care of the nearby woods¡ªwe might clear a place to expand this village or build something else." Lancelot dismissed Tyr as she nodded, crawling towards the window and jumping outside as Lancelot followed her movement curiously.


    ''Is she flying or jumping around...'' Lancelot peeked through the open window as Tyr stood majestically in the forest''s dense trees before hopping, disappearing as his gaze fell on the distant human city barely visible even to his eyes.


    ''Maybe I should prepare someone to gather intelligence. I should speak with Sumika or her troops. Maybe she knows a good person to send undercover...'' Lancelot pondered over many things before finally leaving the mansion and looking for Marimo.

 Chapter 105: Chapter 36: The Vampire, Oni And Pendragon

    ''Hmmm... he looks strong, but nothing compared to my beloved Lancelot. However, if I don''t take every enemy seriously, Lancelot might spank my ass and not sleep with me again!''


    "Tiamat! Come!"


    "ROAR!" The roar of a huge red dragon, now with the blood of a dragon emperor, she had evolved her bloodline, with long curved horns and beautiful crimson scales, was a great red dragon on the precipice of evolving to an Empress level bloodline!


    The earth shook as Tiamat landed next to Guinevere, her ruby eyes shining with intelligence and wisdom beyond her years as she stared at the orc commander, letting out a terrifying roar.


    BOOM!!!


    The shockwave caused by Tiamat''s roar crushed the orc commander''s body inward, his armour breaking apart under immense pressure. He held up his axe, gritting his teeth as he resisted the pressure, his muscles bulging as veins appeared all over his body.


    "GRRRR..."


    He roared back, the axe in his hand glowing red hot as it released a terrifying amount of energy, counteracting Tiamat''s roar.


    The orc commander''s body expanded suddenly, his muscles growing exponentially as his skin turned grey, a strange pattern appearing on his body as runes glowed on his armour, signifying that it was a magic artefact.


    "Grrrrrr!"


    His roar now matched Tiamat''s strength, the ground beneath him cracking open as he rushed forward, his axe slicing through the air, aimed straight at Tiamat''s neck.


    Guinevere frowned slightly when she saw this orc commander; the first time an orc had managed to match her dragon roar.


    ''How interesting.''


    She smiled, dashing forward, her spear moving faster than the eye could see as she intercepted "Longinus!" Guinevere summoned her strongest weapon before rushing forward, a huge burst of dragon breath dancing around her body, the flames nothing but a warm bath for Guin as her archers continued to fire at the orc warriors to disorient and part them.


    BOOOM!!!


    The earth shattered, blowing away the orcs with huge chunks of the ground floating and smashing into nearby trees as Guinevere clashed against the orc commander. Her spear collided with his axe, a terrible shockwave exploding outward as both sides fought for dominance.


    BOOOM!!!


    Another shockwave exploded outwards, Guinevere pushing the orc commander back slightly, her spear thrusting forward, aiming directly at his heart.


    "GRRR!"


    The orc commander roared, his body glowing with a deep purple aura, his strength increasing significantly as he parried Guinevere''s spear thrust with ease, immediately counterattacking.


    "Longinus!"


    BOOOM!!!


    BOOOOM!!!


    Shockwaves exploded continuously as Guinevere fought against the orc commander, their movements fast and explosive, causing the entire forest The spear of Guinevere began to glow a brilliant gold as she started to thrust towards the heart of the orc, rapidly, seven thrusts in two seconds.


    A final shockwave exploded outwards, Guinevere smiling brilliantly as she stood tall, Longinus piercing right through the orc commander''s heart.


    "Hahaha!! That was fun!" Guinevere laughed happily, withdrawing Longinus, watching the orc commander fall backwards, dead.


    Her archers quickly rushed forward, surrounding Guinevere as they eliminated the other orc warriors, not wanting them to disturb Guinevere''s rest.


    "Well done, everyone! We make camp here tonight and then continue moving eastward tomorrow. Make sure we clear these bodies!" Guinevere ordered, receiving cheers from her archers, who started clearing the bodies as Guinevere lay down on Tiamat''s soft red scales, closing her eyes and entering meditation.


    "Well done, my Lord; it seems that your power has greatly increased since becoming a vampire empress... and your exhaustion is but a fraction of the past," Tiamat said with a motherly tone as she felt Guinevere''s fangs sink into her chest.


    Guinevere drank Tiamat''s dragon blood greedily, her power rising significantly as she absorbed the dragon blood. She then relaxed, lying against Tiamat''s scales again as she rested.


    "Yes, the power of vampirism is truly astounding! But my heart and desire to rush to his side, causing me to feel unbearable pain..." Guinevere sighed, tears falling down her cheeks as she thought of Lancelot. S§×ar?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Tiamat nuzzled Guinevere gently, using her claw to hold Guinevere closer to her body.


    Since the transformation, her emotions became quite extreme when it involved Lancelot¡ªshe would grow angry and upset and even cry easily while tearing her enemy apart because Lancelot didn''t read her message or speak to her. It was a fearful mindset, one that caused Tiamat quite some bother.


    However, Guinevere was still her master, someone Tiamat loved and cared about dearly.


    ''I hope Lancelot messages her soon...'' Tiamat sighed internally, not knowing how to help her master.


    Guinevere slept against Tiamat, her archers setting up camp as Sherwood soldiers arrived, clearing the battlefield completely as they prepared food.


    Meanwhile, to the far west of Camelot.


    Inside a lush castle, a female lounged in thick robes with two layers while eating fried meats on a plate and looking bored at the visitor sitting before her.


    "What is the meaning of this, Demon Queen Rena!"


    The human male with his balding hair shouted¡ªthis man was a member of the Pendragon family and was sent by Uther after they received notice that the Oni tribe and Demon Queen would no longer work with them. They wanted to teleport close to her dungeon, but it was destroyed completely, and their troops were massacred.


    Now they were here to demand an answer; an eerie woman standing with a group of female knights had also come but didn''t look too bothered or angry about the event. Instead, she was listening intently to the conversation.


    "Hmmm?" Rena yawned lazily, drinking some wine before turning to stare at the bald Pendragon.


    "Oh, you mean why I killed your troops and destroyed your teleportation array? Isn''t it obvious? You hurt my man, asked me to attack my husband... of course, I''d retaliate." Rena answered lazily, yawning again as she ate some fried meat, licking her lips seductively as she looked at the bald Pendragon.


    "What do you mean retaliate?! Uther explicitly permitted you to attack the Lord we marked; he helped you establish your city! And you dare turn your back on us?!" Bald Pendragon roared, slamming his hands on the table, his face red angrily.


    *Crack*


    Before he could remove his hand, the entire arm slammed against the distant wall¡ªas blood poured from his shoulder and stained the wall, a large mace had attacked him.


    It wasn''t Rena but Milvar who stood with a faint smile, "I dare you to speak another lie. Do not forget who protected your inferior race and pathetic "Pendragon" family when you were like dogs in the rain!"


    Milvar glared coldly at the bald Pendragon, causing his body to shiver as he stared at his severed arm, fear filling his eyes.


    Bald Pendragon shivered, his face pale as he tried to move his arm. However, it stayed motionless. His severed arm had been crushed into a pulp by Milvar, the bones scattered everywhere.


    Rena nodded in approval, glaring at Bald Pendragon, "Uther permitted me to attack Lancelot¡ªyes, I lost, and he took my body and heart as his prize. I was defeated in both battle and the bedroom. Do you understand what kind of man it takes to do such a thing to an oni?" Her large body looked down at the man as if mocking him in all senses.


    That was when the female knight stepped forward, her crimson blade shimmering like a deadly trinket. "Oh? Is the Legendary Demon Queen Rena just a bitch, a mere slave to a large cock? Haha."


    However, Rena just looked at her with a smile, "Mmmm, his cock is huge, and so is his desire to win and that swordsmanship is unmatched in battle or the bed." Lancelot left an everlasting image on Rena''s heart; the fierce Oni were a very loyal and romantic race once they met a spouse, especially ones that tried to meet their desires, and Lancelot exceeded all of Rena''s.


    Thus, Lancelot was akin to the most heroic and legendary men to her. She would defend him till death or be together with him in life; Rena knew Lancelot did not love her yet, but she was fine with that.


    She would be happy to stay by his side and fight alongside him.


    However, Rena glanced coldly at the female knight, "But do not think Lancelot will treat you like he did me¡ªhe fucked my brains out, and my pussy was dripping with cum for days while I couldn''t walk. He fucked me so hard I crave his cock constantly!" Rena''s words were filled with desire; licking her lips as she remembered Lancelot fucking her nonstop.


    The female knight looked embarrassed, her face red as she never heard such vulgar words, but the image of this monster... A monster who managed to scar her sick and twisted brother...


    She stopped showing hostility, rather looking at Rena with a strange eye.


    "How can I meet him to fight this monster you speak of? I want to test my swordsmanship and show you he is but a man!" The female knight exclaimed, drawing strange looks from Bald Pendragon.


    Rena raised her eyebrow, chuckling softly, "If you wish to fight him, you need to be powerful enough to do so¡ªif you cannot, Lancelot will defeat you instantly and fuck you silly like he did me." Rena laughed, waving her hand as Milvar took away Bald Pendragon, his cries echoing throughout the room as they left.


    "You may leave, Miss Pendragon. I will not be hostile towards you and your Scarlet knights. However, your father and brother are different; they seek to kill my husband. You don''t; your''s is merely the challenge of a warrior and... soon-to-be a woman." Rena chuckled softly, waving her hand as guards escorted Miss Pendragon and her knights out politely.


    "Join me for a drink if you wish to know about him. I always accept those who respect our ways and my beloved."


    The female knight blushed heavily, nodding as she left, thinking deeply about Lancelot¡ªshe wondered how she could fight this legendary man or monster...


    Yet the biggest image in her mind was that she was defeated by him in sex and battle, making her mind go crazy as the images of her disgusting brother and father who would try to touch her... or show themselves made her feel the contents of her stomach churn.


    "Lancelot... I heard he was both exceptionally handsome, and his sword dance was ethereal... I want my Scarlet Waltz to clash with his Blade dance..."


    Like Lancelot, Arthurs''s sister was a sword idiot and loved battle more than intrigue and politics...

 Chapter 106: Chapter 37: A Nice Date Spoiled.

    The small village of Sumika had completely transformed in the passage of a few hours¡ªjust before six o''clock at night, Lancelot stood on the stone walls.


    He left the entire village with the mystical eastern style, using more wood in the buildings for the tatami mats and lovely images that showed the Kitsune''s cute faces with grey stone and various water fixtures that helped the sewage and flow of the river that streamed from the mountain.


    "Marimo, isn''t this place beautiful?"


    Beside him, Marimo''s body no longer wore the heavy armour because of his earlier words and had now changed into a light leather outfit that hid her most private areas¡ªhowever, the fur she knew her master loved was on full display.


    "Mast- Lancelot... It''s beautiful, but I prefer Camelot, which shows how grand you are with its beautiful citadel and prominent black walls that repel all invaders."


    Her beautiful eyes peered at him with an affectionate smile, fluttering her eyes that shone with a hint of blue and green to form a lovely aquamarine, small dots sparkling from the distant sunlight from the dual suns.


    "I see... Do you not want to spend some time together with me on this side?"


    "Hueh!?"


    The moment she heard his words like a cute teen, her face turned bright red when she realized Lancelot asked her out on a date¡ªwhich made Lancelot smile, finding it even cuter seeing as how her rabbit ears flopped down while her fluffy feet thumped against his armour.


    "It will be a date." He murmured and moved behind her while speaking gently once more. "Can you remove that helmet for the time being? It obscures my view of your adorable face."


    Hearing his earnest whisper, her rabbit ears immediately shivered before nodding shyly, taking off the faceguard rather than a helmet as she muttered. "Stupid master! Marimo~ doesn''t know such a flirtatious master."


    Lancelot didn''t retort or get mad since Marimo wasn''t angry at him due to her shy expression¡ªhe smiled wryly, noticing how happy she looked, hiding her flushed face under the shade of her hands.


    ''She sure looks cute.'' S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    After she lowered the guard, Lancelot carried her princess-style before easily jumping down the six-meter-high walls onto the ground outside the village, surprising everyone watching.


    "Kyaaa~ Marimo is being kidnapped! Nobody saves her!"


    ''Such a cute hare, I want to eat you up!''


    {Eat Marimo whenever you want! She is well-seasoned!}


    Noting everyone''s gazes filled with shock, he brought them far away from Sumika''s village by dashing at incredible speeds near the river with Marimo in his arms without giving any explanations¡ªthe villagers of Sumika could only look back, seeing their lord''s husband disappear with his maid heading towards the area where humans were active and laid claim.


    Just ten minutes after leaving Sumika, they arrived at a bustling town where humans resided¡ªsurrounding him were rows of shops and stalls that sold many different kinds of products ranging from food to accessories and materials that he knew existed in this world.


    "Marimo, you look so cute eating that fried meat sandwich¡ªthe sauce covers your lips."


    "Mmmm~ wipe it off."


    Lancelot''s teasing seemed to have worn off, as the beautiful Frost Hare now pushed her lips out towards him, ignoring the looks of the surrounding humans as she blushed slightly, feeling his hand wiping away the sauce before planting a kiss on her soft lips¡ªa scene that attracted others, causing her rabbit ears to twitch upon hearing their comments.


    ''Why don''t they stop looking!? Marimo belongs to Master Lancelot!''


    Thump, Thump, Thump


    With a loud stomp, her little feet smacked the ground as if to make a dust cloud to hide them, startling Lancelot, who held her in his arms¡ªhe laughed lightly upon seeing how jealous Marimo looked, ruffling her ears, much to her delight before making another purchase of what these locals called yakitori kebabs.


    "Here''s another one for you."


    "... This hare thanks her stupid master... However, Marimo likes those spicy ones next, Muuu~ Don''t ignore this request."


    Marimo became a different woman when they left the city and villages¡ªit seemed like she became more honest and cute when they left Lancelot and his ally''s territory and entered territories Lancelot had yet to establish claims upon.


    She showed expressions openly that weren''t as restrained compared to the usual and demanded whatever her heart desired without being embarrassed, acting spoiled to show her feelings while being more affectionate.


    ''What a cute hare... Maybe I should spoil you?''


    He enjoyed the adorable side of Marimo, wrapping his arm around her soft waist while entering various stores within cities¡ªhe purchased whatever the Frost Hare expressed interest in and ate many delicious foods he hadn''t seen before in Camelot''s area, learning many of Marimo''s preferences, listening intently whenever she opened up.


    ''This hare loves spiced chicken skewers more than sweet desserts... Interesting.''


    Smiling charmingly at Marimo''s shy voice whispering various things, Lancelot slowly forgot about returning to Sumika after wandering across the town close to his territory with Marimo¡ªhaving learned so many things about her habits during his travels today.


    Lancelot was so happy that time progressed quickly for the pair to enjoy each other''s presence in public.


    Once eight in the evening came, Lancelot took Marimo back towards Sumika Village, satisfied by today''s activities despite nothing but kisses, feeling much closer to his little hare.


    However...


    A huge group of armed humans were walking along the path ahead of them, and the only thing in this direction was the village Sumika had given him.


    "Master... They smell bad." Marimo whispered as her relaxed and happy smile faded and most of her body wrapped in black armour almost instantly.


    Lancelot was ready to draw his dragon-slaying sword with the flick of his wrist. He stood ahead of Marimo, stroking her hand as they moved forward.


    "Hmmm?"


    "Captain! There are people following, and they look like foreign races."


    One of the knights at the back shouted to the male at the front wearing red and blue armour while mounted on a black horse despite all the other knights being on foot.


    Lancelot, seeing their uniform-like equipment, frowned slightly, muttering. "You''re correct, Marimo. Those guys are not good..."


    He leaned back, seeing their group halting completely as the leader turned to face him and called out. "You there! What is your business in this land owned by his lordship!"


    Marimo stepped forward before Lancelot could speak, "These are my master''s lands, you insolent humans. Leave immediately before Marimo teaches you how foolish you are."


    They scoffed upon hearing Marimo''s threat, disregarding her warning as they laughed while a few drew their blades. However, Lancelot merely tilted his head, saying coldly.


    "Marimo, calm down. If they do not step on our domain, we will let them pass without issue¡ªspeak your business quickly."


    His icy voice made the front knight clench his fist tightly, and many of the men holding swords shuddered uncontrollably¡ªtheir captain raised his hand, stopping his subordinates while explaining.


    "We are under the orders of Lord Svela¡ªwe must clear the land of filthy monsters inhabiting it regardless of where they are present, including that village over there! Step aside!"


    "Filthy monsters...." Lancelot mumbled softly before his gaze sharpened¡ªMarimo gripped his fingers as she watched Lancelot frown lightly before releasing an icy glare at the group standing before them.


    The man on horseback trembled suddenly as the knights stepped back in fear, finally noticing the huge horns that began growing from Lancelot''s head.


    His black and red wings protruded from his back as dark flames flickered across Lancelot''s black scale armour, and the huge scaly tail extended from below his pelvis, similar to a dragon, that began extending spikes and sharp ends¡ªhis gentle gaze turned chilly.


    "That village you wish to trample belongs to my wife Sumika¡ªthere is no leaving, no stepping aside. Pray to the god or goddess you believe in because..."


    "I am going to kill you."

 Chapter 107: Chapter 38: Some Call It Massacre, Marimo Calls It Sexy

    Before Marimo or the knights realised, Lancelot''s black sword was covered in beautiful ice as he lunged forward, the blade carving the leading knight on horseback in half.


    The brutal lunge froze both sides like a statue using his newest sword skill, ?Piercing Blizzard? a radiant blue stream of light, flickering like ice, trailing after his long blade instantly turned to a black flame as his body twisted in an arc.


    Then they tore their bodies apart before burning them into ashes while piercing through those further behind¡ªno blood fell upon his blade, nor was there any residue found on him.


    This ability was his flame-type sword skill, ?Arc Flame Slash?


    "Kyaaaa!?"


    Marimo was not scared. Instead, her eyes seemed to glow with aquamarine stars, looking at the death caused by two opposing element strikes while the knights trembled in terror seeing the devil they had offended.


    Lancelot disappeared once more, cutting down everyone near him. Before anyone realised, the twenty-odd knights were split open by Lancelot''s speed with ease, using only his fire and ice elements as he finished the fight.


    However... The slaughter did not end just yet.


    "... Filthy invaders should die." Lancelot''s demonic figure swept through the terrified survivors, hacking each body until they resembled minced meat, ignoring their shrieks until everyone ceased moving.


    Once all his prey died, his body shifted back, appearing normal as black smoke drifted above the pile of bodies, becoming a thick layer of ash¡ªhe flicked his blade twice, shaking off anything clinging onto it, sighing as Marimo hugged his side gently.


    "Those filthy invaders deserved it, Master... Let us return to Sumika~ and have a nice evening." She whispered.


    Her delicate furry fingers reached Lancelot''s chin, caressing his jaw lovingly with a pretty face¡ªfeeling Marimo touch him so intimately, Lancelot patted her rabbit ears, agreeing silently to enter Sumika''s village nearby, no longer worried about the humans attacking again.


    However, Lancelot smiled, a wicked smirk as he walked inside, letting the final knight see the sight as he let the man escape.


    ''If we don''t give them some bait, it might take too long for the idiots to attack our village. After all... I''ve already killed his son.'' Lancelot grinned sinisterly upon realising his plan would work flawlessly after noting Marimo''s playful wink.


    Once entering Sumika Village, a fanfare welcomed him, displaying beautiful fireworks above him and Marimo¡ªthe Kitsune gathered everywhere, welcoming him joyfully.


    "Welcome home, My King."


    Sumika cried with happiness as the two large moons hung brightly in the night sky¡ªher fake fox ears twitched happily on her hair ornament of a single flower as she dragged Lancelot into their home, enjoying the festivities with Marimo alongside him.


    Everyone living here celebrated Lancelot killing off the human filth that wished to invade their home¡ªonly Sumika noticed the slight grin as she watched one of the knights fleeing with an arm missing desperately.


    She giggled upon realising why he returned alone and sent her subjects towards the corpse of over twenty soldiers lying dead on their borderline¡ªas a kunoichi; she understood Lancelot''s methods far better than most. Still, she didn''t want to do troublesome things and let them be.


    Now, he was here to serve as her shield, pillar and Master. Sumika would be ferocious and unforgiving as five Kunoichi were sent with a single whistle.


    Not to kill.


    But to maim, torture and place spells to overhear the stupid knight''s future conversations and spend a week there to scout out the Baron and human''s moves.


    One of the ones who left was Yomi, with her black hair tied up as her eyes watched the back of Lancelot as she left.


    A secret to the man himself, but Sumika promised the girls who managed to bring back good tips and information could spend a hot night with Lancelot.


    ***


    The festivities ended around midnight as Lancelot spent some time just before speaking to his cute girls.


    Morgana seemed to have taken half the troops with Nuriel and Ikumi, started to conquer the north of Camelot, and begun amassing territory as a surprise for him.


    [Lancelot, are you there?]


    Suddenly, as he sat beside Sumika on the sofa in the Lord''s bedchamber, Guinevere contacted him using the feature she rarely used.


    ''Lady Guinevere, what can I help you with?'' Lancelot replied honestly.


    But Sumika kissed his shoulder playfully¡ªshe had accidentally gotten drunk during the fireworks. Her hands began to slide along his body and tease the inside of his pants as her lips kissed Lancelot''s neck, trying to get his attention.


    [Who is Lady Guinevere? I am your wife... Stupid... I beat the orcs, clearing the eastern half of Sherwood forest... do you want it?] sea??h th§× n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Guinevere sounded cute in her tone despite the slurping sounds coming from Lancelot''s collarbone¡ªSumika paused momentarily upon hearing her title mentioned by Guinevere and seemed unhappy when calling herself Lancelot''s wife first, hugging Lancelot from behind before glaring at the space Lancelot spoke to as if Guinevere could feel it.


    ''Really? You worked so hard... I should be rewarding you, not you giving me that huge land...''


    [Marry me in the real world, then.]


    ''We need silver gauntlets to remember?''


    [Damn...]


    He sighed, feeling relieved and not wanting to deny her completely. Still, the situation was complicated as there was Evaine and the Eastern girl between his legs who also had a claim to marriage with him in the Empire, let alone Morgana, Marimo and his women in Avalon.


    ''I have Morgana and the girls...'' But his voice was interrupted by a warm hand and Guin''s sound in his mind, cutting him off.


    [Does that mean you will marry me when we get them?]


    Lancelot suddenly felt a hand moving beneath his trouser belt as Sumika stroked along his inner thighs with a giggle¡ªGuinevere continued talking, unaware Lancelot froze, hearing Sumika whisper lewd things, grasping the shaft through the material with a slight squeeze before.


    ''Guin... I... Okay, I would love to marry you. But you know I have many women in my heart¡ªthere can never be just you...''


    [Then why not marry your human wives in the Empire and hold a demon or Avalon wedding for your troops, as they aren''t admitted as people in our world...]


    He leaned back, feeling that she had a point, only for Sumika to take his mind off the conversation completely by removing Lancelot''s trousers expertly as her tongue trailed along his navel, breathing softly as Guinevere chattered in his ear.


    ''Guin, can we talk later?''


    Silence filled Lancelot''s ears as Sumika giggled, placing her lips on his stomach¡ªguilt flashed briefly as Lancelot saw Guinevere''s icon become idle, knowing she probably misunderstood.


    However... Right now... He lay naked on their couch with Sumika fondling his manhood while Marimo watched from the crack in the door; he could never focus on that kind of serious conversation.


    "So big, master..." Sumika breathed lustfully, blowing cold air along his balls, sniffing him before tracing her pink tongue along the veiny skin, leaving a trail of saliva. "Marimo wants to lick it too~ Sumika should share her meal!"


    "Both of you kneel right there!" Lancelot shouted with a voice that almost caused the entire castle to shudder.


    Marimo was much faster despite being at the door as she rushed to the spot he pointed to and knelt quietly on the ground, wearing nothing but a light bit of fur covering her crotch.


    Her large breasts were freely swaying from her movement, the heavy pillows alluring to Lancelot''s eyes.


    Beside her, Sumika was more modest and petite.


    However, her tight muscles and pretty face were just as appealing, and her way of sitting was much more erotic, revealing her parted slit as she smirked.


    "Now, why are you both being so rude? I am the Master, you know?"

 Chapter 108: Chapter 39: Marimos Service [R18]

    "Rude, never master." Sumika smiled, extending a hand to his thighs. Marimo was well-behaved, but her eyes were torched as she watched his crotch.


    ''Well, this is a bit awkward. I want to do something special for Marimo, but that would mean sending her away here.''


    Lancelot looked at the two beautiful women while stroking his chin, pondering a plan¡ªupon seeing Sumika crawl between his thighs, kissing along his lower region while Marimo waited obediently, Lancelot thought up a quick solution¡ªthere was no need to rush things with Marimo.


    "Sumika, come here. Marimo, you are not allowed to move."


    The moment he decided what to do, his voice shifted into a deep command as Sumika lifted herself off the floor with Marimo raising her eyebrow curiously, moving to obey wordlessly¡ªLancelot hugged Sumika to his side comfortably, guiding her delicate fingers towards his towering shaft that bounced just above Marimo''s button nose.


    "My dear Marimo has served me well tonight...


    Tell me, what reward does she deserve?" Lancelot caressed Sumika''s waist, lowering his finger gradually while asking playfully, nibbling on her sensitive ear as he rolled her erect pink nipples between his thumb and index finger¡ªfrom Marimo''s angle, she could see everything Lancelot touched, rubbing Sumika''s chest eagerly as her aquamarine starry pupils looked curious, causing his groin to pulse excitedly.


    ''That''s it, Marimo.


    Watch what Master and Sumika do closely...'' Lancelot licked Sumika''s pink lobe seductively while circling his middle finger along her narrow butt crack¡ªshe arched her spine, moaning sensually with her rear pushing back unconsciously against Lancelot''s finger while rubbing her supple ass along his manhood enticingly, enjoying Marimo''s gaze fixed upon the thick, curved cock sliding against her soft, shapely backside.


    Sumika responded, gasping. "Reward her!? What about Sumika? She waited so long~ let''s have Marimo watch and look forward to next time."


    Marimo disagreed and pouted cutely while kneeling as Lancelot traced Sumika''s perky ass, leaning back while peering up at Sumika with an innocent smile¡ªher rabbit ears dropped unhappily while gazing at Sumika, speaking frankly.


    "Marimo wants rewards too... Please, Sumika. We share Master Lancelot equally." She pleaded sadly before blinking, raising her gaze shyly towards Lancelot.


    Marimo looked directly at Lancelot upon realising Sumika ignored her complaints and continued thrusting her sexy bottom against his loins, attempting to grind along his veiny length until Marimo spoke up, asking quietly.


    "Please, Master~ let Marimo suck on this tasty treat¡ªshe will follow instructions." Her innocent voice affected Lancelot immensely as his shaft throbbed excitedly at Marimo''s bold demand¡ªSumika clicked her tongue upon seeing how Lancelot stiffened, stretching forth his monstrous cock for Marimo''s waiting mouth to please as her slim, delicate fingers grasped along his hilt, drooling expectantly before glancing up at him.


    Feeling her cool palms stroking his flesh, he gasped erotically as he pinched Sumika''s nipple, growling lustfully.


    "Just your mouth, Marimo; tonight is Sumika''s, okay?"


    Lancelot''s words caused Sumika to release a faint cry of excitement from her plump lips, reaching forward to grasp his length firmly with Marimo, unable to protest while obeying her Master wholeheartedly.


    Sumika will get my shaft tonight, while Marimo deserves praise  tomorrow~ .'' He moaned sensually upon feeling a tiny hand grasp the base of his hilt¡ªthe Frost Hare stared devotedly at the swollen tip, not responding to Sumika''s earlier words instead, her luscious pink lips opened, breathing onto his cock with a sexy, eager voice.


    "Marimo understands, Master ~ please enjoy Marimo''s mouth service... Sumika, do not hog the tasty treats for yourself."


    "Hmmph~ Fine..."


    Feeling Sumika submit reluctantly upon noticing Lancelot nod with satisfaction towards Marimo, she angled his tip between Marimo''s small mouth obediently, positioning it upright for easy access to both parties¡ªshe gazed down at Marimo before she felt Lancelot''s fingers slip over her moist, slip tracing along both her warm petals, causing Sumika to tremble and lean into his embrace.


    The instant his member touched Marimo''s soft lips, Lancelot grasped Marimo''s head with his left hand, her soft black hair tightly grasped in his fingers before a wet smack sounded; Marimo began sucking on his tip, gathering her spit as she licked his tip before wrapping his glans in her warm, inviting mouth.


    ''Incredible...


    Marimo''s tongue is not very skilled, but her passion and the amount of spit make it feel so good...'' Lancelot exhaled a husky breath, enjoying Marimo''s talented movements¡ªSumika began swaying her hips to let his fingers brush along her snatch faster while Marimo''s eyes closed and moved slowly, allowing three inches of Lancelot''s cock to push into the Frost Hare''s mouth as his mushroom-like tip scraped along her tongue repeatedly, swelling at the pleasure flowing into his nerves, while watching Sumika fluttered her eyes, squeezing along his fingers impatiently with her lovely pussy lips dripping against his fingertips.


    However, Sumika''s lovely slit wasn''t his priority, rather¡ªMarimo''s moist tongue lapped along his tip hungrily¡ªLancelot focused his attention on both women with each receiving half of Lancelot''s devotion tonight, adoring Marimo''s smooth tongue tasting his flesh with her slim hands fondling his underside erotically, tracing the pulsing veins with a delightful moan while moving carefully, taking more of his length past her lips while showing a satisfied expression upon feeling Lancelot grip onto her hair appreciating Marimo''s skills.


    "Nnnnph, Master''s thick taste... More... Mmmnnnph." ???¦¥$??#?+?


    His slippery fingers prodded Sumika''s damp slit more frantically when the Frost Hare engulfed more of Lancelot''s shaft within her heated mouth¡ªSumika ground enthusiastically against his palm, stimulating herself as she gushed fluids into Lancelot''s palm, coating it with her arousal as Lancelot couldn''t hold back, pumping two digits past her tender vulva while scooping out her nectar and smearing her juices onto her throbbing pearl using his thumb.


    "Ahh~ such a naughty hare, don''t take it all in the beginning~"


    Lancelot enjoyed Sumika squirming in his grip pleasurably due to Marimo pleasing his phallus¡ªthe Frost Hare lapped her rough, elongated tongue along his underside as she accepted his full size gradually, smiling cutely while humming on his cock as Sumika lowered her hands, massaging his bulging sack, dripping in Marimo''s saliva. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    As Marimo sucked loudly on his rod, she gurgled loudly, her nostrils breathing in deeply as her throat constricted from his size¡ªSumika exhaled deeply each time Lancelot''s thumb circled her tender bulb, smeared with stickiness along her thighs messily, watching Marimo gulp greedily on Lancelot''s swollen pipe.


    Her tongue wiggled as Marimo attempted to coax Lancelot''s sticky seed into her warm throat, whimpering tearfully with half of his pole inside, wanting to accept the entire thing before her enthusiasm made Lancelot groan erotically.


    Sumika''s breaths became loud pants while Lancelot groaned intensely¡ªMarimo sucked noisily on his pole while squeezing along his root hungrily, playing with his sweaty orbs coated in her drool¡ªhe twisted Sumika''s adorable cherry bud with his right finger rapidly, teasing it before inserting three fingers into her depths while observing the Frost Hare''s passion increase, swallowing along Lancelot''s manhood desperately with her silky throat while bobbing her head along his base in shallow strokes, trying to deepthroat him, gobbling Marimo''s spit along his base noisily as Lancelot leaked copiously.


    "Gehu... Mmmgh... too deep. It feels strange."


    Marimo couldn''t quite take his entire length as she began to cough and splutter her gag reflex, forcing his cock from her mouth with a wet smack, the slimy tip coated in drool now rolling over her plump lips, squishing them.


    He stretched Sumika''s folds as she gasped sexily with tears brimming along her lashes from intense pleasure coursing throughout her body while gushing fluids into his hand¡ªLancelot shivered upon sensing Marimo suddenly begin to passionately suck on the tip of his cock, her tongue rapidly sliding over him with aggressive movements drowning his tip in her drool.


    Watching Marimo coat his cock fully, Lancelot lost control upon feeling Sumika shiver in orgasm, gushing around his hand loudly with her sweet release trickling along his wrist¡ªhe squeezed the Frost Hare''s head, forcing his entire length past Marimo''s wet cavern, cumming loudly.


    "Take all of it, Marimo~" Lancelot growled sensually upon ejaculating explosively with Sumika trembling beside him¡ªMarimo gagged slightly as he filled her gullet rapidly, spurting rope after thick, creamy rope down her throat quickly as she whimpered pitifully with her cheeks billowed outwards, struggling to swallow his milk hungrily without wasting a drop before smacking her lips tighter against his root.


    "Nggh... Gueh.....Gubuh....Mmmnph..!?"


    Marimo had tears oozing from her eyes as she began to gag and wretch from the long pole pushing into her throat as she pushed against Lancelot''s palms before the warm, slimy goo began to flood into her mouth, the taste nothing as she imagined, and it''s thick and jelly-like texture shocking her as it seemed endless.


    "Suck and drink it down," Lancelot murmured hoarsely upon finishing inside Marimo¡ªher starry eyes seemed unfocused briefly as the Frost Hare obeyed instinctively while gulping down whatever she swallowed, resisting the urge to vomit violently before swirling the remaining cum in her mouth, ensuring none escaped¡ªhis swollen tip exited Marimo''s tiny mouth with another audible pop, shooting a last shot of milky cream onto her lips and nose as Marimo gasped raggedly, pulling back her head with half-lidded eyes staring upwards with her tongue out to clean every trace of Lancelot''s essence.


    ''Marimo looks so pretty... But I cannot neglect Sumika...''


    Turning towards Sumika, Lancelot grabbed her shoulders, laying her slender form on the bed¡ªshe glared playfully while kicking her feet outward, spreading her thighs wantonly with his fingers still embedded in her drenched twitching hole that refused to let him leave as her eyes narrowed.


    "Mmmm~ did her mouth feel that good? You came so much..." Sumika chirped, looking at the thick meat now slapping against her pelvis, smearing his excess sperm and the drool of Marimo over her thin black pubes.


    "She was the best¡ªI cannot wait to try it again." His words were loud, causing Sumika to become jealous, her insides tightening around his fingers as her warm honey seeped down them, and her lips pouted.


    Yet the cute Frost Hare, still gasping for air as she recovered with a smile on her lips, looked at her Master and realised that he wanted her to wait and that her night would come soon.


    {Marimo will wait, but not too long, Master... Maybe a day or two? Fufu wants to enjoy that warm drink again.}


    Lancelot''s fingers slipped out of Sumika with a lewd pop, her entrance trembling as it gaped slightly, while he looked back to Marimo with a gentle smile.


    ''Ah, let''s have a nice date in my world. You can drink or enjoy whatever you want from me.''


    "Lancelot~ tonight is my night. Don''t flirt with other women while I''m naked and my legs are spread. I''ll make more posts on the forum, hehe."


    He looked at the pouting Sumika, his body towering over her''s as he aligned his tip along her slightly dark pink slit from all his teasing and the blood concentrated in her clit.


    "Are you ready, Sumika?"

 Chapter 109: Chapter 40: My Innocent Kunoichi [R18]

    Lancelot thought Sumika would be more active, but instead of answering, she turned her face to the side and blushed a deeper shade of red as she hugged his body tightly, whispering into his ear with a slightly trembling voice.


    "Please, please... be gentle."


    Her sweet, alluring and soothing voice caused his mind to tingle with a jolt of euphoria while her warm breath brushing along his skin caused bumps to form as he hugged her back.


    His embrace was firm, and yet his hands slowly caressed along her bareback until they rested on the nape of her neck, which prompted Lancelot to gently pull her closer, closing their lips together in a soft, deep kiss that quickly turned fiery as the two began to feel each other up more intensely as if it wasn''t enough to hug each other alone.


    ''I can feel her slowly loosening up¡ªwhy is this flirtatious ninja girl so cute and shy!?''


    Sumika moaned at Lancelot''s passionate kisses and embraced him more tightly, pressing his nose against hers, squishing it softly as her warm breath blew against his cheeks, and her embarrassment and stiffness faded.


    "You are so good at kissing... Haa..." Sumika''s face was red as they parted, a string of saliva binding the two as it dripped onto her modest bosom, smeared as his body pressed against hers.


    Even though her tone was still nervous, her honeyed whispers tickled Lancelot''s ears in pleasure, driving his heart to pound louder with sheer anticipation, sending blood pumping to his member in the next second, causing Sumika''s eyes to open wide as his rock-hard member pushed against her entrance, slowly, gently pushing inside her, expanding the cute kunoichi''s virgin hole.


    He watched her stare between their bodies for a moment before shifting her gaze towards him. However, as soon as Lancelot opened his mouth, Sumika released the most adorable and arousing moan as his tip penetrated her entrance, and his thick glans were engorged into her soft, slippery hole and began to push open her narrow, silky, wet tunnel.


    "Mmmnh.....what!? Nnnnm... It''s strange."


    Her hot, velvety tightness felt as if Lancelot had shoved his shaft into hot molten lava. He groaned hoarsely in surprise at the unexpected sensation. At the same time, Sumika cried out again, her entire body shuddering with excitement and a sudden, painful stretching sensation as her insides churned her immature and slick honey around his intruding member.


    "Aghh....Mmmn.... Haa.....Hmmmn..."


    The kunoichi mewled and writhed weakly under Lancelot, struggling to endure his width, breathing heavily, desperately gasping for air as his invading member slowly forced Sumika''s wet depths apart. She panted and moaned with each slight thrust Lancelot made as he tried his best not to plunge his cock too deeply into her body, afraid of harming the innocent girl. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''It''s so fresh... To see Sumika like this... My cock is even harder than usual!''


    Lancelot felt amazing as her insides tried desperately to push him back, wrap around him and suck him deeper all at once, showing how chaotic her mind and body must be, as his hips slowly slid along her slimy Tunney, enjoying her cute whimpers as he pushed against her hymen, unlike usual it was fun to tease Sumika and not break it with a fierce thrust as soon as possible.


    "How is it, Sumika? You look so cute right now."


    It didn''t matter how often she clenched around him; Lancelot remained composed as much as he could while huffing and enjoying the tightest snatch of his life. His hips began to sway and twist with varied shallow thrusts as if to search and adjust her body to pleasure, causing Sumika''s lips to open wide as her tongue danced like an alluring lure to make him kiss her.


    Seeing this adorable reaction, Lancelot accepted her invitation.


    He sealed their lips together, moaning loudly as Sumika licked and sucked his tongue fiercely and passionately while writhing below him, seeming to try to distract her mind using the kiss as Lancelot kept moving his hips, grinding himself in and out of the ninja girl, taking care of her first time with more patience than his other women.


    His technique worked well because Sumika''s cunt relaxed after a few minutes as it adjusted to his girth, allowing Lancelot to press in ever deeper while rubbing against her inner walls. Yet, still, he chose to enhance her pleasure, teasing her lips, sucking on her tongue with a wet slurp as his hands cupped and pulled on her soft breasts playfully.


    "Hmmmmm!!!"


    As Lancelot tweaked her nipples and kissed her passionately, Sumika let loose a scream as his widening glans suddenly broke through her barrier without pain, letting the rest of his dick slide right past the obstacle easily, penetrating a tiny portion of her uterus as Sumika finally reached a toe-curling climax just from having her pussy filled with throbbing cock.


    "Nnnngh....!?"


    She looked shocked as her body trembled and convulsed crazily in his arms. Still, Lancelot smiled, not rushing and keeping the same gradual pace and strange movements to help her feel good and explore her soft, fleshy ridges that wrapped around him like a hungry lioness ravaging her fresh kill.


    Her nectar flowed out messily like a waterfall, dripping along Lancelot''s thighs to dirty the bed underneath them as Sumika held onto him tightly with her legs and arms, releasing one high-pitched whine after another in his ears while arching her slender, beautiful back.


    The sight only caused Lancelot to groan from her intense constrictions and gasp from her sweet sounds, resisting his natural urges to fuck this cutie silly and focus solely on drawing out the blissful sensation Sumika was experiencing right now, panting in awe at this feeling of superiority that enveloped his chest as he enjoyed Sumika''s pure, vulnerable and defenceless expression that Lancelot was certain no one else had witnessed or touched, turning him on greatly.


    "Lancelot....haa...Mmmmn... It''s good..... Nnn....."


    Eventually, as the waves of release calmed down, Sumika''s face reddened a bit more before Lancelot resumed pulling her close to savour the warmth emanating from her petite body.


    Sumika seemed reluctant to meet Lancelot''s affectionate gaze as his member throbbed deep inside her twitching, gripping snatch.


    Yet, eventually, Sumika whispered huskily, blushing furiously while lifting one of her hands and playing with his hair as she moved her hips with a strange flick that allowed him to penetrate deeper with her soft walls, swallowing his member happily.


    "...Don''t stop...."


    This adorable plea, combined with Sumika''s cute reaction, made Lancelot unable to hold back any longer as he closed his lips over hers one last time to start fucking the sexy kunoichi more roughly as if driven by something feral inside, roaring with energy and vigour as her tight cunt continued to squeeze down upon his girth.


    His response seemed perfect because the beautiful Sumika began to pant again.


    However, Lancelot did not plan to use this opportunity to recover what little self-control he had. Instead, his hips sped up into Sumika faster.


    He groaned as he slid out a bit before bucking forward repeatedly to cause loud clapping noises to resound from their entangled bodies colliding.


    Soon, Lancelot settled into a rough rhythm that kept filling Sumika fuller every time she let go of everything.


    He also relished feeling the ninja girl shivering wildly whenever their sexes brushed across one another in new ways, resulting in Sumika clinging tightly to Lancelot as she breathed faster, making cute whimpering sounds constantly without pause now that Lancelot was fucking Sumika mercilessly.


    Watching the adorable girl throw herself into lust beneath him drove Lancelot insane with desire.


    Hearing her murmurs turn to low mews before increasing their pitch gradually higher made it difficult not to lose control and pound Sumika relentlessly until both found their respective releases.


    Still, despite wanting nothing more than to flood this kunoichi with all his seed until she bulged slightly and became round, Lancelot continued plunging into her body viciously, growling uncontrollably with excitement while biting his lower lip in an attempt to delay his orgasm long enough so that Sumika might enjoy herself fully as well.


    Then her insides began to adapt¡ªhe felt her sensation change as her warm folds began contracting and sucking on Lancelot''s member fervently, trying to milk him dry as Sumika threw her head backwards, screaming that Lancelot felt proud to hear such an erotic voice and wanted everyone to witness her unravelling at his hand.


    "Nghhh...Gaaaah...L-L-Lancelot!!"


    The kunoichi came moments later when Lancelot''s control faltered during one of these spasms, causing his shaft to bury deep within her passage before feeling her climax as her insides began to squeeze and crush his cock with her hot, squishy walls.


    At the same time, her head flicked back with a cute look as her tongue danced in the air, looking lonely.


    "Nnnnn..... Lancelot~ Kiss me!"


    Her body wrapped around him with an adorable purring from her throat as she begged for a kiss¡ªeven her warm, slippery insides began to undulate, matching the flick of her hips.

 Chapter 110: [Bonus chapter] Chapter 41: The Kunoichi Awakens [R18]

    This new adorable action spurred him into action as he quickly leaned forward to seal her lips with another kiss before placing both of Sumika''s smooth legs over his shoulders, bending his flexible partner in half effortlessly with ease thanks to his monstrous strength, then slowly pulling halfway out of Sumika''s juicy slit to test out her limits.


    However, Lancelot gasped, unable to continue acting all calm as he stopped the retreat, unable to endure as her insides began to cling to him greedily, coiling his sensitive meat in an attempt to keep Lancelot''s large penis inside Sumika''s insides when she was least prepared, and the feeling was something different.


    "Ugh, your insides are amazing... I can''t stop my hips, Sumika!"


    "Nnn...Mmmm.... good... Haa, your thick tip is so deep. Hmmm!"


    So he moaned into her ear huskily as he continued to probe around with subtle motions of his hips, amazed at how perfectly the young kunoichi''s tight, warm cavern fitted him like a glove. The shape of her sopping womb''s opening, perfectly shaped around the top of his bulging head, made his stomach coil up with lust at the delightful prospect of breeding this cute girl silly.


    At the same time, Lancelot grunted in approval as Sumika continued to move her waist, seeking out even more friction as she realised she''d already lost control over her body while embracing this man whom she considered important, enjoying the experience of mating while finding it incredibly fulfilling, satisfying, and comfortable¡ªalmost addictive, even.


    She whimpered with wanton noises, encouraging Lancelot further with a few licks on his neck before he complied eagerly to Sumika''s desire and drew back his hips slightly, stopping midway as her lower lips gripped his shaft desperately, seemingly unwilling to part ways with the magnificent source of pleasure, before slamming forth vigorously again.


    Smacks of flesh echoed within the room alongside Lancelot and Sumika''s ecstatic cries and groans, ringing throughout the surroundings in the dimly lit bedroom as they began mating wildly with unrestrained speed.


    Lancelot''s balls slapped Sumika''s ass with each thrust. His force shook the poor girl''s tiny rear uncontrollably due to the raw power of his powerful thrusts, causing her mouth to open wide in rapture as she became helpless while cumming every time he bottomed out inside her drenched pussy.


    ''This girl... is this the bed arts taught to all kunoichi? What man could resist such a perfect woman?


    Lancelot could confidently swear that every time his broad crown hammered home against Sumika''s rippled, velvety sheath, he was about to cum from the insane tightness, despite shaking her head sideways repeatedly as if possessed.


    Splatters of lewd fluids could also be heard flying around nonstop, splashing Lancelot''s crotch and Sumika''s pelvis area whenever he plunged ferociously into her leaking, gaping sex with an overwhelming display of dominance.


    The sight of Sumika losing herself to lust drove Lancelot further as he growled, increasing the intensity and speed of his savage fucking. He listened attentively to each erotic cry, eager to take note of Sumika''s sensitive spots as his nostrils flared with feral need, desiring nothing more than to make this kunoichi dependent on his thick meat pole.


    In turn, Lancelot also noticed the girl staring back at him intently, conveying her feelings through a passionate gaze that spurred him to keep thrusting like a mad beast while claiming her as his and ignoring the mess he''d created on the bed, enthralled by her heated expression, adorable pants, and muffled moans of bliss.


    "Ahn... Mmhm..! Ha... Lancelot... Keep pounding...more!"


    Sumika clung to Lancelot tightly, her fingers digging into his back hard enough to draw blood. S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Yet she seemed to do so unintentionally because his massive prick buried inside the kunoichi relentlessly, giving her no chance to regain her bearings after another toe-curling orgasm claimed her small frame caused Sumika''s vision to become blurry as the world spun around in a haze while her ears rang loudly.


    Her mind became mushy and incoherent, yet she barely registered Lancelot''s low grunts and praises since Sumika couldn''t tear away her eyes from the wild bucking motions of his muscular hips, watching mesmerised as her delicate folds spread obscenely wide and gobbled up his length.


    Meanwhile, Lancelot growled excitedly when Sumika''s cunt quivered around him rapidly as the ninja girl screamed soundlessly at being skewered, quivering erotically as her silken sleeve gripped him desperately in what appeared to be a desperate attempt at preventing his meat pole from exiting her abused snatch before it reached its destination, hammering against her tender cervix countless times and bathing his bulbous, throbbing tip in searing nectar continuously.


    ''Sumika''s pussy... haa... so fucking great... ng... squeezing me so tightly.''


    Lancelot inhaled sharply as his rod swelled within Sumika''s pliable innards, becoming longer and thicker with each passing minute, forcing the kunoichi to tremble nonstop due to the pressure against her slimy folds while clinging to him for dear life since there was nowhere to escape to due to her folded position.


    However, Lancelot could notice Sumika''s flushed appearance gradually transforming into a pleased one as she recovered enough to move her hips erratically against his swollen dick, moaning crazily as her small toes curled with each of his harsh thrusts, showing her clear appreciation for being screwed silly without mercy as the bed creaked dangerously under their vigorous actions.


    "Fuck! §Ô??+??@-#??+§Ô?¦Ó--%§Ñ%¦Ó-


    I''m going to fill you up, Sumika." Lancelot roared possessively when a familiar tightening in his balls made him slam Sumika''s hips harder with swift, forceful, brutal strokes, causing the adorable ninja girl to wail loudly while arching her back as yet another spine-tingling orgasm wrecked her drenched pussy, coating his pulsing meat rod with sticky juices repeatedly as she came, adding to the filthy mess that was already accumulating below their connected loins.


    Sumika wasn''t experiencing such euphoric satisfaction that she barely reacted when Lancelot roared gutturally again and sank his engorged mushroom firmly against her battered womb before painting her fertile passage with viscous semen, flooding her soaked baby room in a matter of seconds with excessive amounts of potent sperm.


    "Ahhhnn.. So warm..!!"


    "Sumikaaaaa!"


    Her youthful figure spasmed crazily from Lancelot''s potent load jetting forth from the base of his shaft at the height of his pleasure, spurting dense threads of virile cream directly into her uterus continuously as Lancelot held Sumika''s ass firmly against his crotch while unleashing his sperm inside his mate unashamedly.


    Lancelot felt Sumika cling to him with trembling arms as jets of warm seed exploded from the tip of his dick nonstop, completely overflowing her stuffed vagina without reservations until Lancelot managed to finally regain some clarity, breathing raggedly as the euphoric sensation abated slowly.


    His length hardened a little as Sumika whimpered quietly while gazing into Lancelot''s face with glossy eyes, clearly exhausted after experiencing so many earth-shattering orgasms and looking ready to pass out at any moment.


    Their minds blanked out simultaneously as the couple experienced a powerful climax together for the first time. They shivered in harmony as their genitals smashed frantically against each other with depraved enthusiasm, as if the two lovers wished for this incredible pleasure to last forever.


    Lancelot groaned tiredly before leaning down towards Sumika. A peaceful expression emerged on her cute features before she welcomed his affections while returning the gesture affectionately until both passed out from sexual exhaustion.


    ''That... haaa... was amazing...''


    While his heartbeat gradually returned to normal after experiencing heaven, Lancelot felt rejuvenated after witnessing Sumika''s pleasured expressions, smiling faintly as her small hands traced his sweaty torso.


    He felt her conveying love without words before sighing contentedly with a smile as sleep finally caught up to Lancelot''s body. He closed his eyes peacefully while hugging Sumika protectively, intending to rest for a long while until morning arrived.


    The kind Marimo had long left, with a wet stain where she was watching from, and the kitsune who saw her in the morning leaving said she wore a beaming smile.


    Lancelot woke up early and glanced to his sides to see Sumika''s face with drool falling from the corner of her mouth. He brushed her cheek softly, watching her sleepy eyes open as her hand grabbed him in response.


    Her happy face warmed his heart as she brought his hand closer and kissed it lightly, muttering words of gratitude towards him, prompting him to respond likewise and peck her forehead afterwards.


    ''I''m falling hard...''


    Lancelot rose while carrying Sumika princess style as she giggled. He covered their naked bodies with the quilt blanket, walking towards the bath while carrying her in silence as her hands rested against his broad chest, admiring his masculine frame during their short trip.


    A refreshing bath followed as Lancelot cleaned her small figure lovingly while stealing a few kisses, causing Sumika to do the same to him, tempting him to take her once again until noon came since he enjoyed her company a lot.


    Eventually, Lancelot prepared breakfast in the kitchen shirtless as Sumika sat nearby, glancing at him fondly in her bed, waiting to eat together. However, someone interrupted the loving scene as the door opened.


    "Oh?"


    Sumika greeted the newcomers cheerfully before Lancelot did the same, only to see four kitsunes looking at the half-naked Lancelot and their Lord still in her bedsheets and beginning to giggle and make noise before rushing away, allowing Lancelot to sigh wryly before bringing Sumika food.


    ''It seems today will be a lively day.'' Lancelot thought, watching Sumika wolf down the food he cooked while occasionally looking at him with warm eyes.

 Chapter 111: Chapter 42: The Baron Svelas Rage!

    In an exquisite room, several beautiful women slept on a bed while an obese middle-aged man sat in a chair with balding hair and a sweaty body. His fat fingers were holding onto a small book, slowly turning yellow.


    The obese man''s expression was extremely ugly as he looked at the woman on the bed. They were all very good-looking girls with beautiful bodies and faces.


    However, his body had a significant problem enjoying the company of these beautiful women he bought for Avalon Coins.


    The book was titled: "So, You''re Impotent! Here''s how to cure it!"


    "Impotence? Me?" The obese middle-aged man clenched his teeth, flipping through the pages. He suddenly stood up, shouting, "I''m not impotent! I''m still young!" Yet the wrinkled member dangled without power, even in the presence of three voluptuous, silky beauties.


    Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ears. S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Lord Svella." A familiar voice sounded from outside.


    Baron Svella trembled in fear, immediately putting away his little treasure. "What is it?" He spoke in a hoarse voice.


    "A knight from the patrol to find where the Young Lord''s Life torch was extinguished returned, but his body is in a terrible state... He has an important message."


    Baron Svella frowned, shouting angrily, "Can''t you see I''m busy right now!? Tell him to come back tomorrow!"


    "But Lord Svella..." The voice sounded again, "This matter involves our Young Master... and the man will not survive much longer." This man was the head butler Zex and a servant whose family had served the Baron''s family for generations.


    The obese middle-aged man instantly stopped his anger, hurriedly rushing towards the door. However, just as he was about to open it, he realized that his clothes were still scattered on the floor, so he hastily picked them up to cover his naked body.


    Unaware of the mocking eyes of the women who were glad that, thanks to his useless crotch, they were still pure, wishing their families could come up with a ransom to free them.


    All daughters of the local Lords were tricked or forced into debt by Baron Svela due to his connection with the Central portion of their kingdom.


    ***


    Baron Svella sat on his throne, the plump meat of his thighs and rear wedged into his throne while a thick, greasy sweat covered his brow, looking down at the bloody knight with a sharp eye.


    ''This commoner won''t last¡ªhe''s missing his arms and most of his face. Tsk, what a disgusting thing to see before bed. No wonder I couldn''t get it up... It''s not impotence for sure!''


    Baron Svella inwardly complained.


    The injured knight knelt on one leg, unable to kneel on both due to the lack of limbs.


    "Report your findings!" Baron Svella impatiently said, wishing to end this matter quickly to return to his beauties.


    Despite him wanting to know if his son was doing well, there was a sense of jealousy towards the boy who inherited his wife''s beauty and grace, not to mention he was a perfectly healthy male! What if he stole his newly acquired women?


    Sadly, the old Baron had become insecure in his old age, a wise man and kind ruler before his wife left him to join her first love, an Earl in the central part of the kingdom.


    Thus, the once benevolent noble became greedy, petty, and cruel.


    "Young... Young Lord... killed..." The knight struggled to say, coughing up blood.


    "Killed?" Baron Svella''s heart tightened, thinking, ''My heir was killed? At a time like this!?''


    "Who dared!?" The obese middle-aged man shouted furiously.


    The knight used what little strength he had to speak. "The... the... Young Lord was killed by a man with silver hair, grey eyes.... and black horns."


    Baron Svella''s pupils shrank, asking, "Silver hair and black horns? Wasn''t my son travelling with a few knights? Why didn''t they stop him?"


    The dying knight spoke. "They... they all died... including Young Lord Svella... Only... me...


    managed to... escape."


    ''Dead? Everyone is dead?'' Baron Svella trembled, thinking, ''To kill a group of knights... both my son''s guardians and the secondary group were killed? Then, are you sure it wasn''t the dragon?"


    "What of that Eastern Whore?" Baron Svella asked, thinking, ''If she also died, then we can start over, no? I''ll take that woman''s land and teach her for rejecting both me and my son''s kindness.''


    However, Baron Svella''s hopes were shattered.


    "She... alive..." The knight said, coughing up more blood.


    Baron Svella''s face turned purple in rage, roaring, "Why does she live and my son die!?"


    "He... too strong... saved her... killed us all..." The knight replied weakly.


    Baron Svella gritted his teeth, shouting, "Send out messengers to inform the capital that some demon murdered my son! Declare the demons are trying to invade us from the South East!"


    The old Lord''s visage appeared for a moment, the sharp nature and his quick wit. He seemed to have put away the desire and petty feelings of his inferiority. Instead focused on the biggest threat: his son was dead, the dragon lived, and demons had appeared!


    These were matters beyond his level!


    "Yes, Lord Svella." Butler Zex bowed, leaving to perform his master''s orders.


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    Baron Svella looked at the dying knight, speaking, "You did well. Rest easy."


    Although he hated commoners due to his wife, who was a commoner, leaving him for an Earl, he knew this knight had done his duty and deserved respect.


    The dying knight nodded, falling forward and dying, his soul flying to the cycle of reincarnation.


    Baron Svella sighed, ordering the maids and servants to clean up the body, returning it to the knight''s family for burial.


    ''Demons... Silver hair, black horns, and grey eyes...''


    "Dalton, we must ride to that witch''s territory and quickly crush the demon threat!"


    "My Lord? Is it certain she is working togeth-"


    "My son died when working with that witch; why is she alive if not spreading her legs for the damned monster!" Baron Svella roared.


    Dalton sighed, bowing, "Then we shall prepare troops."


    Baron Svella nodded, returning to his bedroom filled with beauties. ''That Eastern Whore will pay dearly for seducing my son while opening her crotch to those vile demons and inviting them to destroy us!''


    [Baron Svela POV End]


    ***


    Meanwhile, unaware of the plot against her, the Eastern Witch was sitting on the lap of her demon lover, watching the troops clearing the forest on the outskirts of her village and enjoying the breeze atop the new stone walls.


    "Lancelot~ I''m cold. warm me up." Sumika purred, acting cute like a vulnerable animal since the morning after Lancelot''s punishment.


    The Eastern Witch nestled comfortably in Lancelot''s embrace, feeling her husband''s warmth and enjoying his scent.


    ''Oh, this feels so good ~'' Sumika thought, happily purring.


    Lancelot chuckled, gently stroking Sumika''s hair and whispering, "Don''t be so cute¡ªI might eat you up." He kissed her cheek, hugging her tightly and warming her up.


    Sumika giggled, nuzzling Lancelot''s neck, kissing his jawline, and cooing, "Maybe I want you to eat me up~" She kissed his lips, moaning softly.


    However, she winced, her face showing a slight moment of pain as she felt his warm Ether seeping into her body to remove the pain, slowly soothing her.


    She wanted this moment to last forever, but the next moment, her dear husband''s words annoyed her¡ªSumika peeked at her pretty elder sister Marimo, who was quietly resting against Lancelot''s other shoulder.


    The two made a strange sisterly bond last night and vowed to support each other against the other women.


    Marimo even offered tips on making Lancelot happier in the bedroom and during normal times. So Sumika began to like Marimo even more than before.


    "It seems the knight finally did his job¡ªthat baron seems angry to send so many troops, haha." Lancelot didn''t seem worried, while Marimo looked angrily in the distance.


    "Darling, I can''t fight like this!"


    Lancelot smiled, kissing Sumika''s forehead. "Relax. The barrier will protect you¡ªbesides, I won''t let them touch a hair on your pretty head."


    His whisper caused her face to turn red, while Marimo giggled as she stood up, changing from her loungewear into her leather armour that covered most of her body, not wishing any male but Lancelot to see her body.


    Lancelot followed suit, wearing his iron armour with black metal plates protecting his chest, shoulders, and joints.


    Sumika pouted, thinking, ''No fair! I also want to wear armour and protect Darling! But big sis Marimo looks so sexy, her boobs and ass are so big, bouncy and round...''


    She imagined herself dressed in elegant armour like Marimo, only to see herself in a mirror as her chest and ass were lost and slipped. Lancelot hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and earlobe, causing her to shiver.


    Then he giggled at her armour falling to the floor!


    ''Ah..?!'' Sumika blushed because of her imagination.


    He noticed her gaze towards Marimo''s chest and ass, with a slightly sad look.


    Lancelot whispered. "Armor suits you, but don''t worry¡ªyou''re perfect the way you are." He kissed her cheek, smirking, "Besides, if you wore armour, then you wouldn''t be able to hug me like this~"


    Sumika pouted, muttering, "Stupid Darling." She blushed, hugging Lancelot, unwilling to let go.


    Marimo laughed softly, teasing, "Little Sumi, your husband is going to war soon¡ªdon''t hold him back!"


    Sumika sulked, reluctantly letting Lancelot go¡ªbut not before kissing him passionately.


    "Be careful, Darling~ Come back to me in one piece~" Sumika sweetly said.


    Lancelot''s back vanished as he leapt from the wall, not caring about the fall as his huge wings spread out, setting him rushing towards the enemy knights.


    "Royal Guard, assemble our units and protect the walls." His voice was so charming and sexy to Sumika as the deep tone vibrated through the air, causing ALL the women in the area to rush back to the village without delay.


    "Marimo, I leave them to you."

 Chapter 112: Chapter 43: War? Hah!

    Lancelot didn''t care about following the human''s usual routine before fighting. If he weren''t here, what would happen to Sumika if she survived the clash with Tyr?


    Would a harsh battle await her?


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    His wings flapped heavily, sending his body shooting into the knights as he held his dragon-slaying sword clad in flames in one hand. Lancelot''s black flames easily cut through even armour, evaporating their bodies upon contact.


    The burning fires then spread and expanded explosively, engulfing one of the knights. The power that would incinerate everything had nothing but tyranny in its name.


    "Gah!?"


    "Arggh!!"


    The knights in front began to scream as their bodies bubbled and melted¡ªLancelot didn''t stop, his body flashing across the large vanguard like a devil, his face covered with the black visor, golden eyes glowing like a reaper of death.


    Lancelot trampled the knights underfoot as though he were dancing. His movements showed no openings. Each step was filled with the will to slaughter, and every swing of his dragon-slaying sword burned anything around it to ash.


    ''I will save her, let her live happily and crush these humans to form my forward base!''


    "Marimo! Shoot them down."


    Standing quietly on the wall with a large group of half-elves and frost hares holding a mixture of longbows and shortbows, all releasing hundreds of arrows, Lancelot''s body shot into the sky with a resounding roar before the human knights were bombarded with long, black arrows.


    Innumerable arrows came flying from the fortress, turning into a torrential rainstorm. There was nowhere to escape. The human knights, not trampled or disarmed, raised their shields, but so many arrows with strange tips pierced their thick armours.


    "Don''t falter!? What do I pay you fools for!" A fat, balding male at the back of combat surrounded by heavily armoured knights and archers sat atop a warhorse. He was none other than Baron Svela.


    But despite his command, his troops were already terrified of the arrows and the flying devil that killed them like insects. It felt like they were being thrown to their deaths as an army that could kill a Dragon King slaughtered them.


    A knight protecting Baron Svela trembled as Lancelot landed before him, killing his horse with a flick of his wrist, the swipe splitting its skull open and revealing its greyish brain matter.


    "H-H-Help!! The demon is here!"


    Baron Svela fell to the ground helplessly but immediately tried to call for help as the knight next to him seemed frozen still as Lancelot was covered in black scaled armour, dark red flames and his black visor. "Oh? You are the father of that boy¡ªmaybe his mother slept around?" Lancelot asked sinisterly.


    Baron Svela paled, seeing Lancelot remove his helmet while stepping on the head of the dying horse as it struggled before he stomped down and crushed its skull. His pale expression only made the bloodstains on Lancelot''s scales seem more ominous.


    "Y-Y-You... What do you want in my territory!?"


    *Woosh*


    With a single swing of his blade, Lancelot chopped the knight beside Svela with ease, making Baron Svela piss himself as Lancelot smirked sadistically. "Do you need to ask, little worm? Didn''t your son try to take advantage of my Sumika?"


    "T-That... That child betrayed m-m-me!" Baron Svela quickly denied Lancelot''s words in fright, only making Lancelot raise his foot and slam down onto a knight''s chest.


    *Crunch*


    "What did you say?" Lancelot asked coldly while twisting his foot and crushing the knight''s rib cage and lungs, leaving Baron Svela shivering with piss running down his leg as his teeth rattled.


    "... Hiii!" Baron Svela couldn''t answer, unable to comprehend Lancelot''s rage that he felt coming off him as he continued. "Did he betray you? Is that something a parent says when one of their children dies? Are you saying your son deserved to die because he sold your fat ass out!?" Lancelot asked, kicking Baron Svela and flipping him over.


    "Please wait! There is money and gold! Take it all!" Baron Svela begged, afraid of Lancelot raising his foot, only for Lancelot to stomp down, crushing his knee with his boot as the bones shattered beneath his feet.


    "Money? Gold? Why would I take such garbage trash from the likes of you?" Lancelot asked. Baron Svela screamed and begged for mercy once more. "Gyaaaaah!"


    Suddenly, a gust of air passed by the baron as a male with grey hair and light armour thrust a spear towards Lancelot''s body. The speed and power were quite dangerous. Even Lancelot almost lost balance as he dodged it to avoid receiving critical damage, but the man disappeared instantly, only to appear behind Lancelot and stabbed forth with his spear.


    ''He vanished...'' Lancelot thought as he dodged to the side before blocking a sword strike using the armour scales of his forearm with sparks flickering from the blow, pushing the old man backwards as the pair stood opposite each other.


    "Why is someone strong suddenly showing up?" Lancelot growled, moving his sword, creating sparks between the two blades before using his strength to send the spearman away¡ªthe man vanished again and appeared before Lancelot, swinging his spear forth.


    "...You have some skill, old man..." Lancelot praised, glancing at the grey-haired man who attacked him. Not bad! He knew how to use magic to fight, and he was good at disappearing and reappearing after he did so. Lancelot couldn''t feel any killing intent and malice coming from this person; instead, he saw caution and seriousness.


    "Are you the one leading this demonic attack?"


    "Hmm...? Demonic attack?" Lancelot tilted his head, the spear shooting past his neck, slicing the black scales with brilliant sparks. Lancelot grabbed the spear with his powerful grip, stopping the old man from pulling it back.


    The old man frowned at Lancelot''s action before vanishing once more, releasing his spear.


    ''Fast... Lancelot noted that his movement-type magic seemed superior, the pair clashing blows, sending sparks everywhere as they fought like demons in combat.


    The old man had many weapons: swords, daggers, spears and even a mace. Lancelot blocked every strike, returning one of his own using his flame-clad dragon-slaying sword, aiming at the old man''s heart¡ªthe grey-haired old man blocked Lancelot''s strike with several barriers of wind, sending a series of blades at Lancelot, piercing his black scale armour, injuring him before jumping back.


    Seeing the injuries caused by those barrier blades, Lancelot narrowed his gaze behind the black visor covering his face. ''He''s got me wounded in our little exchange...''


    Lancelot tried to calculate the range and speed of his enemy before he began to fight with everything he had.


    The old man was faster, but there was a strange look of pain when he moved or attacked, and the window between attacks increased as the battle continued.


    ''Let''s put out more feelers, then use my Dominus if he still troubles me.''


    Taking a more offensive stance, Lancelot inched forward, as the sound of arrows and fighting behind him made him feel relieved by the loud crashing of Frost Hares stomping on human armour, the distinct thud causing his lips to curve into a wicked smile that was hidden from the old man.


    He looked truly demonic at this moment. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 113: Chapter 44: What Is It Good For?

    Zex was shocked.


    His old body was screaming in pain after using several movements and ability-increasing skills together, slowly tearing his muscles and body apart each moment he used them again, with blood oozing from deep cuts in his thighs and calves.


    "Why do you demons seek to destroy humanity? Can we not live in peace? Avalon is so big!"


    The demon stopped when Zex spoke, but behind him, the Baron and a group of thirty crossbowmen shot their bolts towards the demon with a black visor and golden eyes.


    "I am not trying to destroy humanity, old man. But your actions against me and my women must be answered¡ªI will never accept anyone hurting my precious troops and concubines!" Lancelot replied with anger seething from his mouth, raising his sword and blocking every bolt aimed at his body, melting the ground before walking calmly towards Zex.


    Despite his words, the demon''s tone and actions showed signs of destruction¡ªwhy would he raze an entire village to protect his men and women?


    Zex suddenly felt something was wrong. This demon was far too humane, and it caused him to remember things he wanted to forget about the Great Demon War fifty years ago.


    ''Is this demon different from the ones fifty years ago...?'' Zex gripped his spear tightly. He''d have to act now!


    Lancelot was only three steps away from reaching him as Zex prepared his ether within his old body before jumping forth, stabbing at Lancelot¡ªhis body blurred with his movement-type magic, his spear shooting at Lancelot''s throat.


    But Lancelot was stronger and faster. His black dragon-slaying sword collided with Zex''s spear, causing both weapons to tremble violently until the spear cracked apart, sending Zex stumbling backwards before the old man dropped his broken weapon.


    "Your men are being massacred¡ªthe lord you worship is fleeing. Why do you keep fighting?"


    The distorted but charming voice sounded like a devil''s whisper in Zex''s ear, reminding Zex of why he was fighting... Everyone he cared about¡ªthe villagers, knights, and mages¡ªwas dead; it was useless to keep going.


    But he had to fight!


    As Zex sighed, Lancelot placed his dragon-slaying sword by the old man''s neck¡ªblood dripped from the wound.


    ''Goddess of justice, Madiv, God of Battle Justal, give me the strength to destroy this evil devil that will destroy all I love, worship, and adore!'' Zex prayed to his gods, using what remained of his ether as Lancelot lifted his dragon-slaying sword to finish the job before a huge dome of energy pushed him back several metres.


    The next moment, a huge golden light descended from the skies, enveloping Zex, causing his wounds to heal and his body to grow in size, expanding his muscles and slightly distorting his figure.


    Zex shuddered, his skin slightly golden as his blood, flesh, and bones were dead, only kept alive by the golden light shining down upon him.


    [Zex POV End]


    Lancelot froze when the dome of energy forced him back, seeing the change in Zex¡ªwas this the legendary blessing bestowed to believers of the gods!? Only available to natives of Avalon.


    Lancelot read books in his past life, trying to gain any advantage. He wanted this route, but nobody in Avalon chose their side. Nobody except a naive princess


    Lancelot spat, watching Zex charge at him. This new level of strength made the old man stronger and faster as he swung his spear¡ªLancelot barely evaded the sharp tip before it tore through the flesh of his neck.


    "What!?" Lancelot gasped before the second thrust penetrated his abdomen, the black scales like paper against Zex''s empowered attacks.


    Lancelot clutched the wound with shock written on his face. Those strikes would normally bounce off, yet he couldn''t block them. The third attack pierced Lancelot''s shoulder, knocking him backward.


    Blood poured from Lancelot''s wounds. Zex attacked without rest¡ªevery time Lancelot moved to counter-attack, another thrust would strike his body.


    The pain caused by the empowered old man became worse, and Lancelot lost strength as he realised that Zex was changing.


    ''He''s breaking down, becoming an abomination!'' Lancelot cooled down¡ªit now seemed the blessing was a double-edged sword that destroyed the user''s body, creating a monster worshipping a god after using Ether incorrectly.


    Using too much ether created this abomination. The effects differed depending on what deity granted them power, but they all ended with the host losing all sense of self and becoming puppets of the gods.


    This realisation made Lancelot smirk¡ªhe was glad his past life failed to secure them. As he kicked the dirt, sending his body fluttering back with the flap of his wings to create distance.


    ?Dominus: The Incubus Emperor''s Regalia?


    With a fierce beating of his heart, the bloody wounds around his body began to bubble as his lost blood danced in the air before fusing with the black dragon scales, his incomplete Dominus completing as the crimson tint and second pair of blood wings formed, wrapping around his body as his legs, arms, and chest became more muscular and robust.


    "Haa...Haa. Using this mid-fight and wounded hurts like hell." read-first-on-MVLeMpYr


    *Bzzt*


    A strong sound like a speaker blip resounded as Lancelot vanished, his body appearing behind the old man before smashing into his skull with the back of his fist, sending his body flying, rolling in the air, and smashing his head against the ground, stones, and tree trunks for several metres before colliding with a huge rock, causing a resonating bang.


    "How disappointing," Lancelot mumbled to himself, seeing that Zex wasn''t getting up¡ªthis man used a blessing wrong, losing his sense of self, and Lancelot used his incomplete regalia, Dominus, at full capacity, almost crushing him in a single hit.


    "Sword!"


    Lancelot didn''t underestimate his enemy, as hundreds of blades formed, distorted as they lacked hilts, guards, and handles, only sharp blades more like spears, all eighty centimetres long, shimmering with a beautiful red and black light.


    ''Oh? My ether turns black and red during Dominus?''


    Ether began swirling around Lancelot as his crimson-tinted wings vibrated with a melodic hum. His finger snapped, sending the blades shooting through the air at supersonic speed like missiles, all landing into Zex''s body, ripping his flesh to shreds, and sending pieces of gore flying into the trees with a symphony of screams.


    "Die!"


    Each snap of his fingers sent dozens of blades into Zex''s body repeatedly as the old man''s flesh was ripped apart by each blade, digging into his bones and organs¡ªwith the final finger snap, Lancelot sent the spear towards the skies, his target...


    Well, it''s a secret for now. Lancelot looked at Zex lying on the ground with several holes in his body as blood pooled beneath him, his limbs missing as he lay helplessly as a corpse, unable to even gasp for air.


    ''Was this the extent of the blessing?'' Lancelot pondered, seeing the golden light flicker, even now trying to restore his broken body, only making Lancelot narrow his gaze as he walked over casually, raising his dragon-slaying sword above his head.


    Ether formed on Lancelot''s body and his blade as black flames, crimson-tinted, wrapped around his dragon-slaying sword, humming sweetly as though it were calling Zex''s soul to hell.


    ?Arc Flame Slash?


    Then Lancelot slammed the blade downward into Zex''s chest, causing his body to explode and painting the grass, trees, and earth with a sea of blood.


    The golden light shattered completely as a wave of ether and power flooded Lancelot''s body, causing him to kneel, vomiting blood as the impact caused his Dominus and dragon scales to vaporise. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Killed Two Descended Angels + 2 Levels]


    [Arc Flame Slash became Rank 2]


    "Guha, what is this pain?" Lancelot felt like he was struck by a huge hammer several times before the benefits started to heal his body rapidly, which was itchy and made his head throb with pain.


    "Master!"


    Marimo rushed over with a huge group of Frost Hares and Half-Elves, who were scouring the battlefield, stripping the knights of all their armour and items like common bandits.


    ''Haha, Marimo, you are always the first to support me.'' Lancelot smiled bitterly with his weakened body, coughing up more blood. He needed food! Sex would also be good, but it wasn''t possible here¡ªMarimo noticed Lancelot''s injuries and took a pill from her storage bracelet before placing it in his mouth.


    She felt his dry lips and swallowed before grabbing his body and kissing him to help feed Lancelot the pill with her saliva, causing his dry lips to moisten and taste minty.


    Lancelot chewed the pill carefully, letting Marimo kiss him and enjoying her soft tongue enter his mouth before feeling better as his regenerative abilities increased thanks to Dominus.


    Her pill was the lowest-ranking healing item. Still, it helped Lancelot recover quicker before Marimo broke their passionate kiss, with strands of saliva connecting their lips as Lancelot stared lustfully.


    "Master, we should return to the fortress to recuperate," Marimo whispered seductively. Lancelot nodded¡ªit wouldn''t be bad to lie in bed with Marimo, flirting and having sex before going to sleep peacefully¡ªbut work needed to come first, as Lancelot sighed.


    "Marimo, collect all the bodies and weapons," Lancelot coughed out as Marimo nodded and began organising his subordinates. They collected anything useful before carrying Lancelot back to the fortress, with Marimo supporting his body lovingly.


    Lancelot enjoyed Marimo''s scent of vanilla and honey. She smelled good as he admired her rabbit ears and soft, voluptuous body before they started to collect loot.


    Meanwhile...


    [Baron Svela POV]


    Baron Svela watched everything as he shivered. That monster killed everyone, and he barely managed to escape as he and a few crossbowmen rushed along the grass together, trying to escape.


    "Hmmm, what is that strange howling sound?" One of the archers mentioned that Baron Svela listened, hearing loud cries akin to those of wolves.


    *Howl~~~~!*


    Suddenly, the sky seemed dark as hundreds of bloody spears shot towards Baron Svela and the crossbowmen, impaling their bodies, killing them instantly, and painting the field of grass crimson with blood and corpses.


    Baron Svela screamed in pain as his body became numb and his vision blurred. The crossbowmen collapsed near him as their hearts and chests became punctured before Baron Svela witnessed the spears vanish, leaving gaping holes in their corpses.


    Crimson-tainted figures approached Baron Svela as he tried crawling away¡ªtheir howls echoed eerily, like wolves stalking prey. Baron Svela heard the footsteps stop behind him before whimpering pathetically.


    "No!? Stop... Help! Help!!"


    However, it was merely the Baron who fell into madness as crimson spears impaled his body, ending his wails for mercy as silence returned to the battlefield.


    [Baron Svela POV End]


    Lancelot licked his lips while groping the heavy, soft tits of Marimo on their way back as he grinned madly¡ªthose crimson spears, all hitting their marks as ether flooded his body.

 Chapter 114: Chapter 1: Lancelot Has A Mother Complex

    When he returned to the village, Sumika rushed to his side but seemed uncomfortable and couldn''t jump into his arms, instead choosing to hug his arm while letting Marimo enjoy the other.


    He was shocked more by how the Kitsune girls were all changed, no longer standing around joking or playing around.


    Their fur was dirty with blood and mud, and they seemed to be helping the Frost Hares clear the battlefield and strip armour from the dead human knights.


    ''It looks a little gruesome with all these beautiful women covered in blood and tearing armour off corpses.'' Lancelot thought uncomfortably as Sumika led him towards a group of Hares tending to wounded troops.


    "Hurry, pull the arrow, and apply healing magic to her body." A beautiful fox with silky fur called out before pulling the broken arrow from a wounded Kitsune''s thigh, ignoring the blood spurting into her face and putting pressure on the wound.


    ''I didn''t realise Nami had such skills. Is she talented in the role of a healer or doctor?''


    Lancelot wondered as the Fox Girl cast white magical flames on her hand, which spread across the wound, cauterising it and starting to mend flesh.


    Sumika let go of his arm and went over to help Nami while Marimo clung even tighter, clearly wanting to spend more time close to him.


    "Let''s go, Marimo; we can''t help them much by staying here."


    "Mmm."


    Lancelot said this, but his fingers began to tap the Lord''s screen, changing the current building into a medical hut that would increase the success of surgery and healing by a small percentage.


    As soon as the blue magic circle vanished and the building changed, a gentle breeze and cool feeling filled the room, and along the back wall, a gentle spring of cool water began to flow around a small black basin that surrounded the room, allowing easy access to clean, disinfected water for all of the beds.


    Marimo watched Lancelot do this and giggled at his kind heart before hugging his arm as they left the building. They visited several buildings before returning to the Lord''s mansion and dropping onto the comfortable sofa.


    Sensing Lancelot relaxing, Marimo gently grasped his head, pulling him onto her soft, squishy thighs.


    Then, she rubbed his scalp while stroking his silver hair behind his ears and twisting his neck to avoid his horns poking into her breasts, causing a strange pain that Marimo seemed to begin enjoying if she didn''t move him.


    Her fingers gently traced his ears and face until his eyes naturally closed as Marimo treated him like a tired child needing comfort.


    "Master, you seem a little tired. Let me take care of you and take a rest."


    "Mmm."


    Out of nowhere, Marimo pulled out an ear pick with a soft, fluffy tip and a small metal scraper on the other side before she stroked along his rugged cheek, blowing gently on his ears.


    "Now stay still, Master, so that I can clean your ears," Marimo whispered, causing Lancelot to twitch a little when she put the pick in his ear and began massaging along his earlobe.


    Marimo used a slow rhythm, occasionally pausing to remove wax from the pick and using magic to clean it while blowing the fluff before returning to his ear with a smile and using her nails to tickle the area around her ear and make Lancelot laugh a little from the pleasure.


    ''Why does cleaning my ear feel so good? It must be Marimo''s touch as she slowly rubs her fingers around my earlobe before entering the canal and scraping gently to remove dirt without hurting me,'' Lancelot thought absent-mindedly, his memories of a distant past being a young boy on a blurry woman''s lap, feeling the same kind of affectionate touch.


    ''If Marimo betrayed me, wouldn''t I be killed instantly?'' He thought to himself while enjoying the sweet scent that flowed from her thighs¡ªa creamy vanilla and strawberry scent likely from the fruits used when they washed their undergarments.


    Despite the dangers Marimo posed to Lancelot''s life, he relaxed on her lap while trusting her completely, the feeling of her thick, squishy thighs tempting him further.


    "Okay, now swap over," Marimo commanded, forcing him to sit up and switch positions so Marimo could clean his other ear, but as he twisted on her lap, he felt something soft hit his back, making him turn his head as Marimo hugged his face against her breasts.


    "Marimo?" Lancelot muttered, confused about why Marimo suddenly became clingy.


    "Don''t mind me, master. Just relax." She purred sweetly, wrapping his horns with her soft hands and sliding along them as if to massage and clean them, sending jolts of pleasure down Lancelot''s body due to their sensitivity.


    He tried to push away reactively, but his hands grabbed her warm, squishy tits, sinking his fingers into their welcoming, fuzzy texture.


    "Oh~!" Marimo moaned when Lancelot touched her, unconsciously pushing his face closer into her deep cleavage, encouraging his touch as she pushed his hands deeper into her chest, allowing him to rub her nipples with his thumbs.


    However, the sound made Lancelot realise what he was doing, letting go in shock, only for Marimo''s delicate fingers to wrap around his wrists and guide him to return to her breasts, preventing him from moving too far away.


    "Master, you promised that I would be next."


    For some reason, it felt like Marimo was more serious than usual; their eyes locked together as she rubbed the tip of his horns with her thumbs before grasping his wrists again to avoid his escape, seductively biting her lower lip as she swayed her soft, voluptuous body against his.


    Seeing Marimo behave in such a way surprised Lancelot, who realised she wouldn''t let go until he agreed.


    ''Her nipples are really hard.'' He realised this as Marimo rocked his wrists to caress her soft tits while waiting patiently, showing no intention of accepting any excuses as her eyes pleaded with him to play with her body.


    Seeing Marimo''s seriousness forced Lancelot to sigh a little, unable to resist the temptation he offered: "Alright, once we finish cleaning my ears, later tonight, let''s go for a date in the Empire."


    [Hmmmm, finally, you will sleep with that gentle girl?]


    It felt like Morgana had not spoken to him in a lifetime, yet why did she not get angry about him sleeping with Marimo or Sumika? He thought the whole reason they were slightly arguing was due to him sleeping with various women.


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    She deserves it, and why would a succubus be mad? [I don''t care what you do; as long as you love me, I will wait for eternity for our moment together.]


    ''Then why?''


    [Idiot, I wanted to give you a reason to head south and keep pushing forward. There is so much love and warmth all around you, and I fear you might grow rusty and that sharp edge you have might dull, and one day, it would mean I lose you forever!


    Lancelot felt her passion and sincere feelings of worry, unable to get angry because it was true that after the fight with Arthur and Rena, he was feeling superior and had started to become lax in his training.


    "Do you mean that? Tonight, you will make me your wife?"


    A strange mood filled the room as he spoke to both women simultaneously. Marimo pushed him onto her lap and began to clean his other ear, but her treatment became even more gentle and passionate, as if washing his ears meant the world to her.


    ''Am I treating Ikumi a bit unfairly compared to Marimo? Does she need more attention, and because I treat her with a slightly frivolous and playful attitude, has she come to doubt my love?'' Lancelot wondered as he recalled Ikumi''s behaviour earlier when she believed he saw her as a tool to bear children rather than a wife.


    "I promise; after this village is secure, we will have a date in my world and spend the entire evening together."


    Marimo''s eyes changed, but he was facing away from her and couldn''t see them. Bright, glowing hearts fluttered around her pupils while the green iris shone with a brilliance she hadn''t shown before.


    Marimo seemed extremely happy, her black feet tapping the ground as her pick cleaned Lancelot''s ear.


    ''While Marimo is cleaning my ears, Morgana, talk to me about training so we aren''t awkward,'' Lancelot asked internally while closing his eyes to avoid seeing the strange look in Marimo''s eye, making her appear possessed or crazy.


    [Training is just sex and growing as an incubus. Did you think your body could match a succubus by slaying a dragon? [I was preparing a perfect partner to improve your bloodline, but you seem to prefer those little foxes and rabbits, fufu.]


    ''Hey, Morgana, don''t tease me!'' Lancelot felt slightly annoyed at Morgana''s teasing tone but sensed a strange undertone in her words. ''I was completely wrong about how to improve as an incubus. Well, at least I became stronger; that helps with other things, too.''


    Lancelot decided not to bother thinking deeply about Morgana''s meaning.


    ''Plus, training with Marimo or Sumika doesn''t feel right; they''re innocent and adorable; it feels like I am corrupting them. I would rather sleep with them because I like them as women and people.''


    [Who said he didn''t like the mother type?]


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    Morgana teased Lancelot mercilessly while Marimo cleaned his ears, rubbed his shoulders while leaning forward, and kissed his right horn, giggling mischievously at her successful capture of Lancelot.

 Chapter 115: Chapter 2: Date In The Empire

    [Marimo Pov]


    Tonight, Marimo was going to spend the night with her beloved master.


    Since the moment they met, her eyes have always found themselves moving towards his figure, remembering the mistake she made. His seeing her naked so many times in the beginning caused her great shame, but deep inside she felt joy.


    Because that moment made her something unique in his eyes¡ªthe black-furred frost hare who walked around half naked and would go above and beyond for him.


    "Now then, Marimo, how do you want to look for him?"


    Guinevere stood behind her, holding a small box that carried various makeup products.


    She originally hated Lancelot having other women, but the nights where she was alone and he kept going until she was half dead were too much.


    "Maybe mature, like a mother or adult woman?"


    She felt excitement building in her chest as the box opened with the faint scent of fruits and powder.


    "...."


    Her hands traced her curves; her fur dipped in, displaying her thin hips and tight muscles while amplifying her large breasts, which gently swayed in the light dress as Guin did her makeup.


    As an active frost hare, she had always kept fit and hadn''t gained fat, other than her thighs, which were filled with muscles and became thicker no matter how she dieted, and her buttocks, which were both firm and squishy.


    ''He likes my butt, though; I feel he gets hard each time he touches it.''


    Guin added a layer of glossy red lipstick with a gentle curve to her lips and slowly traced an eyeliner.


    Your beauty spot makes you look so sexy with that black fur, Marimo."


    The little brush carefully spread a light powder underneath Marimo''s eye and connected her cheeks to her red lip, highlighting the appearance of her pretty face with a hint of an alluring atmosphere.


    "Master must love looking at your face." read-this-on-MVLeMpYr


    Marimo''s heart was beating faster and faster with those simple, elegant changes Guinevere made.


    The feminine air naturally surrounded her entire being as she started imagining Lancelot''s smile and hugs, even from the mere image Guinevere provided.


    ''Would Master prefer this Marimo better?''


    Questions filled her mind about things she couldn''t know the answer to as she lightly looked at herself in the mirror through those large green orbs.


    A weird feeling lingered in Marimo''s heart, making her brows frown gently, and a mixed, complicated emotion appeared on her face.


    Is this beautiful? Will master''s heart beat fast, like Meru''s after he strokes her head?''


    Not long after fixing her makeup, Marimo chose a frilly black strapless dress that had ruffles around her shoulders and frills around her upper thighs sticking to her hips, creating a sexy, bee-like figure.


    She stood alone at the meeting place due to being too excited and leaving an hour early.


    People passed by without paying attention or perhaps couldn''t ignore her, glancing once or twice while talking or walking away.


    Thinking Lancelot would take at least an hour or two, Marimo prepared several things inside her small item bracelet, such as snacks or books that carried techniques, as a male approached her with a strange look.


    "Uhm, miss, you''ve been there for a little while. Are you alone?"


    He had brown hair and blue eyes with freckles, and although he wasn''t ugly compared to the master in Marimo''s heart, he was like dirt.


    Yet she didn''t treat him impolitely, instead giving a simple ''um'' as a response because Marimo disliked talking to other males due to a past mistake.


    "Miss, would you like me to keep you company until your boyfriend or husband appears?"


    However, that reaction wasn''t what the brown-haired youth expected.


    "No."


    Before the male could speak, she suddenly threatened him with her sharp eyes, a fearsome gaze only savage hunters or crazed lunatics might make, causing a strange aura to emit from her body like a murderer.


    He trembled for a second before looking away and muttering a few curse words while walking away, grumbling that ladies nowadays are crazy.


    Marimo ignored him since it wasn''t an important matter; instead, she sat on a small bench and began kicking her long legs, tapping the ground with her powerful rabbit feet.


    Suddenly, a familiar sound of feet echoed in her long, floppy ears as they bounced with delight, but her face suddenly became bright red, Marim''s fingers grasping her dress tight while trembling.


    She felt a small trickle of coldness and warmth dripping from her stomach as it began to feel strange, causing itching and heat in her loins, but most importantly, a wet sensation formed on them, turning her pants a dark black with a transparent line.


    ''This never happened before when meeting Master.''


    Yet as Marimo slowly glanced at her new appearance, using her left hand to straighten her back, causing her full, bulging chest to become tight, her long ears straightened while vibrating like a dog''s tail.


    "Marimo, you look so beautiful."


    Her eyes narrowed in delight as she saw Lancelot''s face, which wore an overly passionate, charming smile that stimulated her and made her a little weak at her knees.


    Marimo tried standing up, but her vision suddenly darkened slightly due to Lancelot''s abrupt embrace, wrapping his hands tightly around her petite body''s waist. At the same time, his fingers teased her soft butt through the silk dress, poking Marimo''s stomach gently with something hard and erect, causing her to blush with shame and excitement.


    ''Master is hard, again! But shouldn''t we do these things in the house, not outside?''


    "M-mas¡ª"


    Before Marimo could finish, Lancelot''s warm lips abruptly covered hers, filling her mouth with a strong masculine scent and taste, stimulating her sensitive nose with his masculine fragrance while his tongue entered her mouth, playing with her saliva and teeth.


    Marimo''s body became hot, especially her lower half, as Lancelot''s hands slipped into her dress and directly touched her bare skin, rubbing her smooth fur and toned muscles while pressing his fingers against her soft buttocks and teasing her.


    Yet Marimo didn''t stop Lancelot''s actions, allowing him to tease her wherever he wanted while kissing him back and returning his passion, trying to use her tongue to play with his.


    "Mmmph..."


    "Haa...."


    Their kiss ended as Lancelot pulled away, a thick silver strand of saliva connecting their mouths, while Marimo''s flushed, passionate expression stared at Lancelot''s handsome face, making her desire more of his affection.


    However, he controlled himself with much difficulty since public displays of affection were frowned upon, although some couples might show it.


    "Forgive me, Marimo; you were just too enchanting, and I was captured under your spell."


    "Hehe, then remain a captive forever, Master."


    Marimo giggled cutely while Lancelot stroked her soft ears, using his fingers to gently rub them, leading her towards their destination, his arm wrapped around her thin waist as if afraid someone else might snatch her.


    After a short walk, they arrived at a fancy hotel with various cuisines, such as Western or Eastern food, yet Marimo''s favourite was the Eastern style, which Lancelot knew and ordered for her.


    They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo''s life before Lancelot summoned her. In fact, her motherly aura and actions stemmed from her and Meru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.


    They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo''s life, before Lancelot summoned her; in fact, her motherly aura and actions stemmed from her and Meru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.


    Lancelot told her about his world, such as cars or phones, while describing the planet''s natural wonders, including places like Mount Evera, the Saraba Desert, or the Super Canyon, stunning Marimo''s imagination.


    "One day..."


    "How about one day we visit them all together?


    He spoke before she finished, causing her to swallow the soft steak with her ears flopping and her feet tapping the ground with a loud thump.


    "Lancelot, I would love that, but let''s bring everyone so nobody is left out."


    Marimo''s gentle and loving side couldn''t be hidden even now, causing Lancelot to nod while stroking her ears and praising her kindness.


    "You''re right; we can bring everyone, including Meru and Ikumi."


    Marimo nodded happily, eating everything before drinking a fruit cocktail with a slight intoxicating taste, causing her to become tipsy as Lancelot paid the bill with a card and guided her upstairs to their booked penthouse suite.


    Yet Marimo''s steps staggered due to the alcohol''s influence, and she leant against Lancelot for support as he hugged her, carrying her in a princess carry and ignoring the stares people gave them.


    Soon, they reached their room, a massive king-sized bed with rose petals covering its white sheets; candles lit the dim interior with a faint fragrance and aroma; and Marimo''s nose twitched gently.


    "Master...smells good..."


    She murmured softly while Lancelot laid her on the bed, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his muscular build and boxers, which contained his erect rod, which Marimo desired, reaching out with her small fingers and touching it.


    "Hehe, Master''s huge thing is hard for only Marimo."


    Marimo''s heart was so full of love and affection; her fingers felt the throbbing heat from inside his boxers as she spread both her fingers and slipped between the opened buttons, feeling his warm veiny meat.


    "Marimo will serve her master; please enjoy her warm, slimy Frost Hare throat!"


    Her eyes narrowed, watching as he grunted before leaning back against the wall, her legs squatting and rubbing her face, and her large nose against his cloth boxers, sniffing several times as her fingers slipped along his shaft, stroking along his glans.


    "Now, give Marimo all your love and warm milk."


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 Chapter 116: Chapter 3: Lancelost [R18]

    Marimo was a little more aggressive at times, and Lancelot never expected that she would be like this during copulation.


    "Lancelot, it''s just a little rope."


    "Don''t worry. I won''t leave marks on your body."


    "I don''t like being submissive."


    "Then break the ropes and ravish me."


    He lost his voice after her soft voice said something so erotic, her beautiful aquamarine eyes fluttering as she tightened the rope around his hands, locking him in place with nothing on his body.


    ''This woman is nothing like I expected!''


    Pulling on the ropes, he felt it might take some time to break them, but tonight was for Marimo''s ideal, and she asked for it to be like this so he would accept her desire and not make trouble.


    ''Marimo, just you wait!''


    ''The moment you reach climax, I''ll surely push you down onto the bed and ravish you!''


    Lancelot was lying on the comfy king-sized bed while Marimo climbed atop it, slowly brushing herself against him and letting her soft, heavy tits smack onto his abdomen and chest before slapping them against his face.


    "You look so beautiful when naked and vulnerable, Fufu."


    She slowly mounted his chest, her crotch in clear view; her fingers began to slide both lips apart with a sticky sound, revealing her soft, pink slit glistening with sticky honey as her fingertips slipped along her puffy mound, squishing her flesh while letting out a pleasant gasp.


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    "How? Is my vagina nice and clean, soft, and pink? Is it better than your other girls?"


    Marimo lifted her ass, slapping her meaty cheeks against his chest before rubbing her warm, musky lips against his face.


    "Mmmph...Marimo!? Nnnnph."


    "Good, your breath and lips are so nice; kiss my pussy and use your tongue to make me feel good."


    She shuddered at the feeling of his lips sticking to her slit and sending chills down her spine as she grasped his silver hair and began to rock her hips, leaning against the headboard with her face, slapping her ass against his chin while humping his face.


    Her juices splashed into his mouth while Lancelot could only move his tongue and suck on her lips, occasionally sliding between her folds to taste her nectar and brushing against her sensitive spots, eliciting soft moans.


    Because of his skilled tongue, Marimo became more aggressive, slamming her ass against his face while Lancelot suffocated under her warmth, taking several deep breaths through his nose.


    Her sweet scent entered his lungs while her sticky honey dripped into his throat, making him swallow her fluids as Marimo let out cute moans, pulling his hair and rocking her hips until she felt Lancelot struggling and pulled off his face, looking back to see his flushed expression and a sense of pleasure jolted through her spine.


    "Oh my, you look a little out of breath, fufu. Was my cunt that delicious?"


    Marimo turned around, pressing her knees beside his head and lowering her thick ass, grinding her soft, sweaty thighs and plump buttocks against Lancelot''s face while using her hand to grasp his manhood, stroking it, and causing Lancelot to let out muffled moans.


    ''Why am I so hard!?''


    Lancelot was confused at the different scenario as Marimo''s musk filled his nose, her fleshy ass cheeks wrapped around his nose, and her slippery pussy pressed against his mouth, squishing her fuffy lips against his, a lewd kiss that made his cock bounce in arousal.


    "Ahh, Lancelot, your tongue feels wonderful; mmnn, continue licking!"


    Marimo began to rock her hips, thrusting her waist, while Lancelot stuck his tongue out, tasting her soaked entrance and sucking on her lips while his mind clouded as her smell and flavour overloaded his senses.


    Marimo used her fingers to spread her fat lips while Lancelot''s tongue slid between her folds, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her spine and causing her to shiver and let out delightful moans.


    She pressed her pussy against his face to savour his wet, skilled tongue as her nose pressed against his cock, sniffing the thick scent of arousal coming from his length while her hands stroked it faster.


    "Such a dirty cock, pushing against my nose, smearing its lewd scent on my face."


    Lancelot wanted to hold Marimo''s plump ass, squeezing her soft cheeks and digging his fingers into her skin, but the ropes prevented him from doing anything, and Marimo took advantage of his helplessness.


    "Oh my, do you want to fuck Marimo''s sexy ass that badly? Here, let me help you."


    Marimo kept humping his face, and her heavy breathing and adorable moans caused Lancelot''s cock to throb in arousal as precum leaked from his tip, dripping into Marimo''s nose while she brushed her face against his length, moving her hand faster and twisting it around his girth, sending Lancelot closer to cumming.


    "Fufu, do you want to cum? *Sniff* Your cock smells so naughty. Shall I lick it for you? Maybe you want to cum on my face instead?" S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''What is wrong with me?''


    Lancelot was confused about how fast he reached his limit while Marimo had complete control, her sticky honey splashing into his mouth and dripping down his throat, and the scent of her ass and snatch flooding his nose.


    It was like taking hard drugs as his body filled with a strange pleasure, melting his mind while Marimo''s moans became louder.


    Her thick, muscular legs quivered as her heart and body trembled from Lancelot''s skilled tongue brushing against her weak spots, sending waves of pleasure throughout her spine as her pussy clenched, spraying fluids into Lancelot''s mouth. At the same time, he swallowed her juices and continued to lap up Marimo''s liquids, causing her to moan louder.


    "Ahh, Lancelot, haaah, your tongue is too good; Mmnn, I''m going to cum!"


    Marimo couldn''t handle Lancelot''s expert tongue anymore as her body tensed up, her fluids spraying into his mouth as her thighs and legs locked his head in place, preventing him from moving. Her body shivered from reaching climax, gasping for air while Lancelot struggled to breathe, causing him to suffocate under Marimo''s crotch.


    ''Crap! I''m going to drown!''


    Lancelot struggled to breathe while Marimo shivered from reaching orgasm, releasing his head as he gasped for air and taking several deep breaths before Marimo grasped his cock, pointing it towards her face and opening her mouth, catching Lancelot off guard as his cock twitched, shooting white streams into her mouth, coating her tongue, teeth, and lips white, as Marimo began to choke, spit, and swallow his semen in shock.


    Marimo coughed and swallowed Lancelot''s semen, gasping for air as some dribbled down her jawline and onto her massive breasts, leaving a sticky trail of white while Lancelot looked at her surprised and shocked face, finding it adorable.


    ''What a sexy woman... I want to push her down and violate that huge ass, damn.''


    She regained her composure, wiping Lancelot''s semen off her lips with her fingers and bringing it to her mouth, tasting his salty flavour and swallowing his liquids, leaving Lancelot stunned by how erotic she looked.


    "You didn''t ask to cum..."


    Marimo glared at Lancelot, turning around and sitting on his waist, her wet entrance squishing against his stomach, staining his skin white as she grasped his neck, tightening her grip slightly and causing Lancelot to cough in surprise.


    "Do you think you can violate Marimo without her permission? How dare you cum on my face!?"


    She squeezed Lancelot''s neck harder, causing him to gasp for air as his cock bounced in arousal, surprising Marimo, who looked back at his erect length, then at Lancelot''s flushed face, giggling to herself before loosening her grip and brushing her finger against his tip, collecting precum.


    "Fufu, such an honest cock. You enjoyed being dominated by Marimo; did you perhaps like choking? Maybe Marimo should punish Lancelot, hmm."


    Marimo climbed off his waist and sat on his thighs, grabbing his cock and stroking it, causing Lancelot to emit soft groans as his length throbbed with arousal. Marimo then rubbed her slit against his shaft, sliding it between her plump, pussy lips as honey, and Lancelot''s cum stained his length white.


    "Look at this dirty cock, leaking so much precum and staining my pure pussy with your filthy sperm."


    "Fufu, by the way~ it isn''t because you suddenly became a masochist. I just asked for a little help from Morgana to achieve my dream the first time we have sex."


    ''I knew it was that witch!''


    Although she spoke down to him several times, her eyes never did; instead, they were filled with affection and devotion like always, so Lancelot never doubted her.


    "Sorry, but I have had a little kink ever since Morgana could tell us what we would like most."


    "Fufu, this little one developed an obsession with the genre. Domination Loss."


    At this moment, everything made sense¡ªwhy she was being so strange and acting like a more sadistic Marimo.


    She wanted him to break free, violet her during the act, and then treat her like a cock sleeve... What a perverted rabbit!


    "Ah~ don''t look at me like that. You know that rabbits are one of the most sexually active races. Then why wouldn''t their cousins, the Hares, be just as bad?"


    Her hips slowly rubbed against his shaft, her long legs allowing her to move up to his chest and still wrap her warm, slimy pussy around his shaft skillfully as she whispered in his ear.


    "We are much worse; please make sure you satisfy Marimo forever, Master~"


    Lancelot no longer felt bad, knowing Morgana had used her magic to charm him so why not go along with it?


    ''She wants to lose her domination, then so be it. Prepare to cry, Marimo. Your master will love you all you want.''

 Chapter 117: Chapter 4: No Play Makes Marimo A Horny Girl [R18]

    Marimo''s wide hips twisted and lowered before Lancelot could adjust, her warm sticky insides wrapped around his cock as if hungry to devour him. S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Nnn... It''s a little tough...!"


    "So tight!?"


    ''It''s so warm and soft inside her, like a silky duvet of flesh enveloped my cock, twisting and squeezing my member... Frost Hare''s feel amazing.''


    Her wet folds and soft walls began to suck on his shaft, her face showing a grimace despite her insides dancing and fluttering around him.


    Because Morgana possessed Ikumi during their sex, her insides aligned more to a succubus, which was a violent but immensely pleasant feeling inside.


    While Marimo began to slap her hips against his thighs with a loud smack, her nose pointing up as she whimpered from the sensation of his cock penetrating deeply into her snatch and expanding her virgin depths.


    ''She feels so soft and gentle inside, like a mother''s embrace seeing to my every need her wet walls stroke, pull and squeeze my entire length...''


    Her large chest slapped together rhythmically, the frost hare throwing her head back while Lancelot struggled to free his tied hands, wanting to hold her plump hips and push her down and hear her lewd cries more.


    "Nnn, do you like my insides? How warm and slimy they are because of how horny you make me."


    "I-I like it, Marimo; your insides are better than any I''ve felt!"


    She paused to give Lancelot a suspicious look, her bouncy ass slapping against his thighs with her breasts shaking alluringly in front of him as Marimo steadied herself by resting her palms on his legs, her hot insides beginning to caress his throbbing shaft with even greater enthusiasm making Lancelot moan out louder.


    "Liar, Nnnn... it just bounced inside me; ahh, I love how your cock spreads my insides further with each thrust. Marimo is a lewd girl; let me enjoy our copulation to the limit."


    With that said, she leaned forward, as her powerful legs filled with muscles tensed, and her hips began to bounce rapidly, faster than anything Lancelot had endured before, as Marimo started to ride him extremely fast.


    "Ugh....it''s amazing, ahh, Lancelot, your cock is so good... fill me up more."


    Marimo''s lips kissed his muscular chest while her hands gripped him tightly.


    ''Shit, I''m being crushed by her soft, velvety walls!''


    Her insides stroked Lancelot''s member at breakneck speeds as her body swayed and jerked from her rapid movement, her hair whipping wildly behind her as she moaned loudly, her juices sloshing from the motion of her movements and the way his cock speared directly towards her womb.


    "Ahh, it''s so deep. Do you love being dominated by my fat ass and tight pussy?"


    Lancelot watched, mesmerized by Marimo''s voluptuous figure bouncing atop him, her hips and body jerking forward repeatedly, causing the Frost Hare''s massive tits to shake, jiggle and wobble wildly in front of his eyes.


    "Nnn...Hmmm, is it good? Will you spurt your cum inside me?"


    Not to ignore the feeling like his lower body was melting into an ooze of pleasure because of her rapid hip movements, the warm and squishy insides of her flesh folds and tunnel manically sucking onto him as if trying to pleasure him to death.


    Marimo continued grinding her hips into Lancelot''s groin area, moaning softly and continuously, while he remained under her, unable to move due to being bound by rope.


    Her smooth stomach rose and fell, the Frost Hare moving her hips so quickly that he found himself helpless beneath her, trapped inside her unbelievably tight, slippery, and velvety hole, unable to do anything but stay still and watch her shapely bottom lift and slam into him repeatedly as Marimo pleasured both herself and Lancelot.


    *Plap Plap Plap*


    Each time she slammed her ass down on Lancelot''s crotch, Marimo gave off a high pitch squeal, her sharp ears wiggling. Gradually, her voice grew louder and higher pitched until, eventually, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her grip on his torso tightened.


    Lancelot, too, felt overwhelmed as Marimo rode his cock vigorously; soon, he would not be able to resist anymore.


    "Nnnnn... it''s coming, something is coming."


    The Frost Hare suddenly stopped riding Lancelot''s cock. Instead, she gently lay herself upon his chest and allowed her nether region to grind against his groin area for several more minutes.


    While doing so, her breathing grew laboured and ragged, and sweat dripped down her forehead. Eventually, however, after a few final gasps, she lifted herself again and resumed slamming her hips onto Lancelot''s cock.


    "Ahh....Hmmm...Nnnnph....Mmmm!"


    Soon after, Marimo came. Her pussy clamped shut and tightened itself around Lancelot''s shaft, resulting in a powerful suction force pulling his cock deeper inside her vagina. Simultaneously, hot liquid shot out from within Marimo''s core, splashing against Lancelot''s pelvis region, coating him thoroughly.


    His penis convulsed violently within Marimo''s pussy walls as he tried desperately to fight off his orgasm, as he felt this was the moment.


    While she was weakened, tearing the ropes off, he pulled them and wrapped both of her arms together behind her back and pushed both legs over her chest and behind her head; the frost hare was extremely flexible, as her pussy was on full display still gaping and clenching shut with her lewd nectar bubbling from the expanded hole.


    He positioned himself atop Marimo, sitting on her legs so she was trapped with her body folded on itself, and immediately slammed his hips against hers without hesitation, driving his thick cock directly into her depths in an upside-down doggy style, her face turning red from the pressure of his body on hers, yet her insides tightened like never before.


    He grasped one side of Marimo''s thigh firmly with both hands. He used it to steady himself while repeatedly thrusting his hips into hers, ramming his erect penis deep inside Marimo''s soaked pussy walls repeatedly, causing more juices to pour from within her.


    Lancelot could feel her huge tits bouncing beneath his body as he sat lower to stop her struggling, as he enjoyed the tight, moist folds of Marimo''s womanhood enveloping his hard rod, enjoying himself thoroughly in this position.


    Her juices spewed freely from within her pussy, while Lancelot slammed his hips against hers roughly, causing her legs and body to rock back and forth violently as the bed began to creak from each powerful thrust.


    "Nnnph...Mmmm!? Ahgu.... Nnngh...!?"


    Marimo bit her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming in ecstasy, clearly ashamed of such behaviour; Lancelot smirked as he continued thrusting his hips relentlessly against hers, burying his engorged cock deep inside her core and pounding away relentlessly, his balls smacking against her stomach loudly.


    The Frost Hare''s entire body trembled constantly throughout this violent, sticky copulation. Yet, Lancelot did not slow down or relent, instead continuing to pound his dick deep inside Marimo''s slick pussy walls furiously, ignoring her moans and screams.


    "Nnnha.....mmm!? Too deep!"


    His fingers slipped along her soft, springy ass, round and plump, as it bounced from his powerful thrust before his fingers caressed her cute, puckering asshole.


    Using the lubrication provided by her flowing juices, Lancelot inserted two of his digits into Marimo''s ass, causing the Frost Hare to gasp aloud in surprise and pain.


    However, Lancelot merely continued slamming his cock into her tight pussy walls at full strength while simultaneously pumping his index finger inside Marimo''s anus repeatedly.


    "Nnngh...stop, Ahh! Your fingers, Lancelot; please don''t put them in there!?"


    She begged weakly between gasps, clearly embarrassed by Lancelot''s actions yet unable to speak properly due to her current predicament.


    Meanwhile, Lancelot focused solely on fucking Marimo hard, intent on making her scream in pleasure. His left hand squeezed her soft buttocks tightly while his right finger continued plunging its way deep within her rectum rapidly with lewd sounds.


    "Do you like it in your ass? What a lewd woman. Marimo, I thought you were a good girl?"


    Despite his taunting words, Lancelot increased the pace of his thrusts and the frequency with which he curled and twisted his fingers inside Marimo''s anus simultaneously. Soon enough, Marimo began crying hysterically as she lost control over her senses, completely forgetting about her earlier reservations.


    As Lancelot continued hammering his cock deep within Marimo''s drenched pussy walls ruthlessly, her body shuddered constantly, trembling uncontrollably whenever she felt Lancelot''s rigid member rub against her sensitive spot. At the same time, Marimo screamed hysterically, her voice becoming hoarse and desperate, while Lancelot mercilessly abused her swollen pussy lips brutally.


    "Nooo! Ahgu..... Nnngh...!?"


    Finally, after several minutes of continuous pounding, Lancelot reached his limits. With one final thrust, he buried his penis deep inside Marimo''s slit, instantly filling her to bursting point, sending spasms of pleasure through her body while she wailed miserably.


    Marimo climaxed almost simultaneously with Lancelot ejaculating inside her, her entire body convulsing violently as hot liquid spurted from his throbbing cock deep within her pussy walls, bubbling and oozing from within Marimo''s stretched vagina. Lancelot groaned loudly as his semen poured into Marimo''s tight cavern, filling it and making her belly bulge slightly from his massive load of sperm.


    Together, Lancelot and Marimo orgasmed multiple times simultaneously, their combined juices escaping Marimo''s pussy lips profusely, dripping down her thighs messily, creating a puddle below their bodies.


    "Haa....haa..." Marimo''s legs were finally set free as her body crumpled on the bed, shuddering and convulsing while holding her ass and stroking herself as his huge amounts of sperm spouted from her gaping hole.


    "Clean it."


    Lancelot said as his erect cock, smeared in her nectar and his sperm, slapped her face, crushing her nose as his cum splashed over her face and into her nose and mouth, forcing her to lap up the mess of fluids with her tongue as her tongue hungrily lapped up the fluid, cleaning him dutifully.


    Lancelot grabbed Marimo''s long raven-black hair and threw her onto the bed; climbing atop her and grasping her throat, he rammed his cock inside her quivering snatch again.


    He pinned Marimo''s arms above her head with one hand easily. He squeezed her throat with another while ravaging Marimo''s quivering pussy brutally with his massive prick, causing the Frost Hare to squeal loudly as Lancelot imitated her actions earlier, choking her viciously, cutting off her oxygen while ruthlessly pounding Marimo''s defiled womanhood relentlessly.


    Marimo thrashed wildly beneath Lancelot but failed miserably as he effortlessly kept her limbs restrained against the bed while using only his upper body strength to fuck the Frost Hare senselessly.


    He focused on pounding his thick meat stick deep inside Marimo''s tight cervix repeatedly, stretching it beyond what should have been possible, abusing her pink lips savagely, making the blissful Marimo''s eyes roll back.


    Her juices gushed uncontrollably as Marimo experienced another orgasm, spraying Lancelot profusely. Yet, Lancelot continued ravishing Marimo relentlessly without slowing down, brutally slamming his hips against hers, hammering her abused mound aggressively.


    By the time he finished, an entire day had passed, and he seemed to have missed classes...


    Marimo was in complete bliss, laying unconscious, leaking Lancelot''s sperm from every hole and bruised in various locations with bite marks and handprints covering her body as if some animal had assaulted her. your-chapter-source


    "Why do you look so happy..." Lancelot whispered, his tired body finally falling beside her as Marimo''s dazed eyes, barely seeming to be alive, rolled into his arms.


    He didn''t care about the dried sperm or her sweaty body; somehow, her warmth was intoxicating as they both fell asleep nude together.


    "Another one has fallen." Morgana giggled, appearing in the room as she licked her lips excitedly before disappearing. "Ah~ his manliness has increased again, not long until I can taste him..."


    She exclaimed, whipping some of his cream from Marimo and licking her finger clean before fading into the shadows after cleaning the pair''s bodies with magic and taking all the excess semen for herself.

 Chapter 118: Chapter 5: A Small Visit, To Conquer [1]

    Marimo''s body was like a portable heater keeping him warm all night as she hugged his body and refused to let go, which Lancelot didn''t mind as her tits felt amazing when squashed against his chest.


    The sunlight began to shine through the window as Morgana stretched, rolling away from his back with a cute yawn.


    "To think I got lost in his charm and fell asleep hugging his back after my meal..."


    She looked at the sleeping couple and was slightly jealous of how happy Marimo looked.


    The slight doubt and exhaustion from her face were now completely gone, replaced with a happy and relaxed aura.


    Morgana leaned over Lancelot before she kissed his cheek, feeling a large amount of his vitality instantly sucked into her, filling her with a sense of euphoria and bliss. Yet, her eyes narrowed into delighted crescent moons.


    "He''s almost able to endure it!"


    Lancelot''s arm grabbed her when she let out her excited yelp before pulling her towards him and kissing her lips directly this time!


    Instantly, Morgana could feel Lancelot''s vitality being drained slowly, but as he held onto her more firmly, the faster it started disappearing, causing Morgana to shiver with pleasure as the vitality seemed to explode into her mouth and travel down her throat directly!


    "MMMHH!!~"


    Her tongue intertwined with his as he slowly regained consciousness, his tongue becoming more active, sucking on the tip of her tongue for the first time in reality, not a dream or using another girl''s body...


    It drove Morgana crazy as she felt herself trembling in pleasure, hugging him tightly; she was addicted to Lancelot''s kiss and vitality that made her drunk on lust; each moment, they both became more intense as they devoured each other''s thick, addictive vitality.


    Lancelot had awakened completely by now as his hands travelled to her waist, grabbing tightly, making Morgana moan even louder, quivering as his vitality was stolen rapidly, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body until finally...


    PA!


    They separated breathlessly, Lancelot breathing heavily as his face flushed red while Morgana was smiling ear to ear with her face crimson, letting out ragged breaths and occasionally licking her lips seductively, staring at Lancelot with affectionate eyes as her body trembled and convulsed.


    "Darling..."


    "Morning, Morgana."


    He felt a little weaker than usual, but compared to the first time she kissed him and his legs almost became jelly with a tight chest, Lancelot realised how far his vitality had grown.


    Even if Morgana sucked his vitality for long enough to climax, it wasn''t close to collapsing like it used to be. Lancelot felt his vitality rapidly return to normal within a minute, as though it had never left his body before!


    "Mmmm, I''m so happy." She chirped, finally seeming to recover as she hugged his neck, kissing him with light pecks, her wet lips echoing as her nose rubbed against him. "I''m so addicted~ Darling is truly amazing."


    Her arms tightened, pushing Lancelot onto his back again as Morgana pressed her lips firmly on his own, passionately devouring his vitality as Marimo hugged Lancelot''s arm sleepily, rubbing against it, squeezing her boobs against his sides.


    "Wah? What''s Morgana doing?" Marimo groaned as she noticed Lancelot struggling to breathe underneath Morgana, who giggled. "She''s enjoying her husband''s vitality in the morning."


    Marimo paused for a second before climbing out of bed, not hiding her perfect figure as it was a little messy due to the rough night.


    Instead, she walked to the small kitchen and began to make something to drink for Lancelot, adding a few herbs that restored vigour and helped keep hearts healthy.


    ''This woman is so adorable...'' As the second kiss with Morgana ended, he thought as she rolled on her back, letting out a blissful gasp of air. ''How am I married to such beauties?''


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    However, Lancelot couldn''t complain as he felt Morgana snuggling closer again, whispering sweet words that would make any man blush. "Thank you~ for the delicious breakfast~ Darling has fed me well today; what should Morgana do to reward you?"


    Her kisses once more went across Lancelot''s face, tracing his jawline before moving down to his neck, where she proceeded to lightly bite and suck on his skin, leaving behind love marks that wouldn''t disappear no matter how long passed.


    While Morgana was doing this, Marimo finished brewing the cup of tea and brought some light food before walking to Lancelot with a smile, offering it to him without hiding her nakedness, showing off her lewd body and plump bee-like waist with wide hips and perky breasts that Lancelot had become familiar with last night.


    "Here you go, Darling~ A cup of medicinal tea and some bread baked yesterday with eggs, bacon and tomatoes."


    Marimo handed the tray to Lancelot before crawling next to him on her hands and knees, kissing his cheeks just like Morgana''s, although hers were gentler.


    "Thank you, Marimo."


    Marimo smiled gently as she sat up, lifting her leg over Lancelot before sitting on his lap comfortably. "No need, Darling! Marimo should be serving you instead; it''s the least I can do."


    Before Lancelot could say anything, Morgana popped over his shoulder and glared playfully at Marimo. "That''s true~ Marimo should be servicing Darling now since he''s given her everything she ever wanted."


    Her tone became provocative as she licked Lancelot''s ears teasingly before nibbling on his lobe, giggling in satisfaction. Marimo pouted before smirking and went under the covers, sliding between his legs.


    "That girl!?" Morgana heard the wet slurping sounds from under the sheets and the pleasant face on Lancelot''s face and could only bite her lower lip, not willing to rush things and accidentally drain him to death...


    "I lost to a frost hare..."


    ****


    15 Minutes later.


    Marimo slowly climbed out of the sheets, warm steam following her as she swallowed several times with an enraptured face with bright red cheeks looking at Lancelot with lustful eyes.


    "Delicious~"


    Marimo wiped her mouth clean before straddling Lancelot''s thighs, sitting down with a satisfied sigh, leaning back, resting her hands on his knees as she hummed happily with her eyes closed, thinking about what happened under the blankets.


    Meanwhile, Morgana climbed off the bed and stepped towards the window with her wings slowly expanding. She looked back at Marimo with a strange look, a mixture of jealousy and happiness. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You won this time, so I''ll be lenient, okay?"


    The next moment, her body vanished, flying out the window with great power, only a soft voice reaching Marimo''s ears as she was gone. "Congratulations, you deserved it. Let''s talk about how it felt when you come home. Fufu."


    Marimo froze in shock, wondering why Morgana was always weird and showed affection in such an embarrassed and shy way, but was happy that there was no serious rivalry between them as Marimo didn''t want to fight with other girls over their affection.


    She just wanted to give that affection to Lancelot.


    "Darling, your taste is thick in the morning... Marimo might be addicted."


    After eating his simple breakfast cooked by Marimo, Lancelot washed his face and cleaned himself. After they killed the baron Svela, it was time to go and claim his territory and see what difference a neutral city would give him compared to one created by another lord.


    ''I wonder, it''s not something that happens often in our world, so people kept the information to themselves.''


    He decided to take most of the troops, and Sumika and Marimo would join him; thankfully, he could feel Morgana''s presence inside the small village as they left his eye, looking back to her standing atop the tallest building and watching him leave.


    ''Thank you for seeing me off. Please protect the village, and I''ll reward you with anything you want when I return.''


    [Oh? Does that mean you''ll do it even if you could die?]


    ''If it''s for you, I would die without question.''


    [!!!]


    Lancelot wasn''t just giving lip service like Morgana thought; it was the truth.


    She was the one who gave him a second chance, helped him save those he wanted to save and made him stronger.


    Now, she even helped other women, like Marimo and Meru, improve their relationship with him despite her gaining nothing.


    ''Without her, I probably would''ve failed trying to help Sumika and died, losing Marimo forever.'' Lancelot didn''t know why he had such thoughts; it was just an instinctual reaction, telling him that Morgana was precious to him.


    Turning away, she didn''t reply, but the look on her face told him how she felt.


    That was enough for him to leave and face the troubles that would start when he took this territory, a demon who claimed territory in the human lands...


    No matter how secretive, the news would spread rapidly by traders, travellers, and even fleeing villagers.


    It wasn''t something he could stop; the only positive was that to attack Sumika''s village, they needed to pass through Baron Svela''s territory or the deadly forest Tyr was making into her new roost.


    ''It''s better to increase my strength before conflict comes knocking at my door because this was only the first step of claiming territories.''


    Lancelot had big plans; he didn''t have time to worry about minor issues, preparing himself for what was to come...


    ***


    4 Hours Later.


    Lancelot led the soldiers towards the neutral city of Salazid. He didn''t rush because almost all the strongest knights were dead, leaving only the garrison guard to protect the city with weathered stone walls.


    "It seems they wish to fight or wait for reinforcements... I should have pushed onwards last night and conquered the city..."


    Lancelot cursed when he saw archers standing on top of the stone walls with guards holding spears and swords, ready to fight immediately.


    Sumika looked at the city with a thoughtful look before shaking her head.


    "It''s too late; we should retreat and prepare for siege equipment before attacking... We don''t have enough troops to climb over the wall without casualties."


    Her words caused Lancelot to look back at Sumika, thinking carefully about what she said before shaking his head; there was no time for that now.


    They likely sent fast riders to the capital for reinforcements if they were prepared for a siege.


    "I''ll crush the gate and make a path. Sumika, Marimo, do not advance until I have destroyed the gate and killed the archers."


    They looked at him worriedly; before he stepped forward, bloody steam and black scales formed around his body.


    He used his dragon scales; Dominus instantly flung his body from the ground towards the wooden gate like a meteor, four wings tearing through the air as his right and pulled back, ready to strike.


    Marimo didn''t stand around, her body moving as she called out to the troops and began organising them, preparing to support Lancelot within moments of his success.


    Sumika was stunned at the pair''s synergy and felt a little shocked before snapping out of it and organising the kitsune to help sneak into the castle unseen and murder any powerful enemies once the gates were broken using their strong stealth skills.

 Chapter 119: Chapter 6: A Small Visit, To Conquer [2]

    Lancelot''s body flung himself towards the gate, pulling back his right arm as a bloody red flame started to build up, sucking the surrounding ether into his palm.


    The garrison defence shot dozens of arrows towards his black and red scaled armour. However, every arrow bounced off harmlessly as Lance t grinned, swinging his claw covered in crimson flames directly towards the gate!


    BOOOOOM!


    A loud explosion occurred, and the wooden gate broke apart, shattering into dozens of burning pieces before exploding everywhere!


    Lancelot flew through the smoke unharmed before landing, turning back with his four wings as his feet touched the ground; the entire courtyard was filled with hundreds of garrison defence that rushed at him, shouting!


    "Do not move."


    His distorted and demonic voice reverberated through the air, causing them to freeze, trembling with cold sweat pouring down their bodies, fearing for their lives as Lancelot scanned the soldiers closely with a calm expression.


    "I have come to conquer this land; surrender and obey me, or fight and die like Baron Svela."


    Instantly, many guards threw down their weapons, kneeling with pale faces, while some hesitated for a few seconds before throwing them down, kneeling as Lancelot''s gaze locked onto them for a moment.


    "Sorry, we do not employ traitors or cowards at Camelot."


    The next moment, the courtyard exploded with dark red blades penetrating through the ground and piercing every soldier, with dozens dying instantly as blood erupted everywhere, painting the cobblestone floor red!


    Those who tried to run away met a similar fate as Lancelot lifted his right hand, controlling his blades and sending them easily flying towards the guards.


    Within 30 Seconds, almost all the remaining garrison defence knelt in fright, terrified that the monster before them would kill everyone else; only two dozen guards remained, glaring at Lancelot angrily but refusing to submit.


    ''These men have great loyalty, but sadly they will die.'' Lancelot knew their type very well as he frowned; stepping forward, the ground cracked loudly from the pressure, causing the resistance to tremble before screaming!


    "Die Demon! The Lord will avenge us!"


    ''That''s right, they are demon-hating racists. Haha!''


    He took hold of his black greatsword while his golden eye looked towards the walls, wondering why the arrows stopped firing to find Sumika and her twin blades, cutting archers down like slicing warm bread.


    At the same time, his enhanced hearing picked up the sound of Marimo''s troops having captured the eastern and western gates that seemed to be trying to form some kind of reinforcements to the main force.


    ''Such strong synergy with these girls, why does fighting feel so peaceful?''


    Lancelot dashed forwards, approaching the dozen guards that shouted and swung their swords ferociously, ignoring their fear of his overwhelming power, charging forward like loyal dogs!


    His black greatsword cut through steel swords like butter while his left hand ripped through armour, piercing through chests like paper before tossing them aside without care. Within minutes, Lancelot easily killed over ten veteran guards, only twenty remaining, as Sumika jumped down from the wall.


    "You seem to be training, even now, Master?" Sumika asked Lancelot as he nodded, killing another guard who rushed at her.


    "Yes, it feels peaceful killing these racist scum that would twist the minds of the innocent people of Salazid against me. I do not plan to harm the innocent and villagers; please take your troops and let them know."


    "I promise prosperity if they give me their servitude."


    Sumika giggled before running past Lancelot, leading her kitsune troops into city grounds, vanishing into shadows.


    Lancelot turned towards the remaining guards; they were hesitating after listening to their conversation; they knew Lancelot spoke honestly because Baron Svela used to treat the citizens cruelly, raising taxes, raping beautiful women and torturing the elderly and weak for fun...


    The garrison defence was the worst part; they willingly protected Baron Svela while beating the people and stealing food from desperate families to feed themselves greedily...


    They had even enjoyed the women once the baron was bored.


    Lancelot stood with his back to them, flicking his sword, "Worry not, I won''t look for your families or punish them. The sin ends with you; should your sons wish to attack me, I will kill them and only them."


    The next moment, he dashed forward, swinging his black greatsword horizontally, splitting the remaining guards into chunks, blood splattering across the courtyard.


    "Sumika shall eventually rule Salazid; I trust her to bring prosperity to this city."


    "It will take time to train her well, but for now... It''s time to conquer this castle and claim it as my first neutral territory." Lancelot muttered, walking away from the slaughter, heading towards the main doors, not paying attention to the hundreds of dead soldiers.


    BOOOOOM!


    The front doors exploded open as Lancelot casually walked in; guards that attacked Lancelot died just like the rest.


    Only three maids survived, kneeling with tears pouring down their faces as Sumika appeared beside him.


    "Don''t murder them; let them go if they wish. Let''s not force people to remain if they wish to leave."


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    Lancelot was about to leave when the three women grasped his legs, tears filling their eyes as they trembled as if he was going to kill them.


    "P-Please... your lordship... we have no families.... no place to go.... the baron killed all of them."


    "W-We beg your lordship to allow us to remain." They pleaded as Sumika watched curiously, surprised that Lancelot stopped and bent down, wiping the tears from the woman''s faces gently.


    "What are your names?"


    "My lordship, my name is Freya."


    "Gretal."


    "Rosalind..."


    They introduced themselves timidly, clinging to Lancelot''s legs as he sighed deeply.


    However, accepting weak and vulnerable girls like this hurt his heart. Lancelot remembered when the empire fell, and the poor villagers and townsfolk pleaded for mercy; they were cut down.


    ''Morgana, what can I do?''


    [...]


    [Will you leave them to me? If willing, I will help them recover from their ailments and restore their dignity as women and living people.]


    With a sigh, he left it up to his future queen, the woman who saved him. Although they might pay a price, he was sure they would be happier without their current crippled bodies riddled with illness and scars.


    "Freya, Gretal, Rosalind, I will offer you this choice... Should you wish to live your life comfortably and safely? Then serve me with everything, your heart, mind and soul, and I will make you healthy again."


    He looked at them with a quiet gaze, the silver and golden eyes revealed as his visor vanished, revealing his handsome face, allowing them to feel less terrified, only a few dragon scales along his cheeks and jawline.


    Their teary faces turned into surprise and excitement as Lancelot continued speaking. "However, understand, I am a demon, and if you betray me, you will suffer for eternity... Do you still accept?"


    Freya and Gretal looked at each other nervously, unsure about his offer, but Rosalind immediately agreed without hesitation!


    "I accept!"


    Her tears became lighter as Lancelot stood up; Rosalind followed suit and clung to his legs again, hugging them tightly!


    Lancelot didn''t push her off and let her cry quietly as Sumika laughed. "Master is such a softy. Hehe."


    However, he ignored her tease and petted Rosalind gently; Freya and Gretal watched Lancelot closely before agreeing and hugging his leg, crying silently at the things they suffered, begging him to accept them.


    "Good, Sumika, find suitable clothes for these women to wear, and before Morgana gets here, let them rest completely," Lancelot ordered as Sumika bowed respectfully. "As you wish."


    "Also, great work; I am very impressed."


    His hand gently patted her head before cupping her cheek as the pair gazed at each other, their faces getting closer before Sumika blushed brightly and pulled away, giggling happily.


    "Anything for Master!"


    Sumika gently grabbed Freya, Gretal and Rosalind before taking them deeper into the castle to find clothes. Lancelot watched them leave silently as Morgana materialised beside him, causing Lancelot to turn and ask curiously.


    "So? Will you accept them?"


    "Of course~ Darling''s kindness is endless, isn''t it?~" Morgana laughed quietly as she circled Lancelot with an enchanting laugh, pressing herself against his arm before kissing his cheeks gently.


    "Something is interesting about Rosalind, Darling~ I can''t wait to have her reborn, fufu."


    Lancelot nodded as she disappeared before leaving the castle to deal with the rest of Salazid''s occupants; he already knew Sumika and Marimo had control over most of the situation, leaving only a few areas that might be an issue.


    Behind him were over fifty frost hares, thirty half-elves and the succubi and angels, who sat on the wall watching him with bright faces.


    ''Well, a powerful lord means they might have a chance to gain Avalon''s blessing...''


    ''A single wish for each race of the one crowned king, huh...''


    He turned his body and looked at the slowly setting sun, feeling that time passed too quickly, and he wanted to return home again; the night with Marimo ended too soon, and they returned before he could enjoy it.


    ''Maybe I should take her back to the empire for a few days?''


    Lancelot didn''t realise that he looked quite dashing when thinking to himself; the beautiful wings on his back danced along with his thoughts while his visor was removed, showing his neat human features and the dragon and incubi features from the scales and charm.


    ''Next, I must focus on fortifying Salazid and training Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru... I also need to improve myself.'' Lancelot thought carefully about his next steps, planning to strengthen his army before beginning the conquest of nearby cities and villages...


    Yet, it would take time to reach this stage.


    Nevertheless, Lancelot felt confident that Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru would grow tremendously, becoming unmatched existences he could rely on to support his vision and kingdom...


    However, Lancelot knew it wouldn''t be easy; hardships and problems would appear, but together with Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru, he could overcome any obstacle...


    This was the foundation for an unstoppable force that would change Avalon, starting with Salazid...

 Chapter 120: Chapter 7: Warmaiden Ikumi [1]

    [Ikumi POV]


    The eastern parts of Sherwood Forest.


    Ikumi was leading a group of forty frost hares as they cleaned up the enemy groups, a bunch of imps and small tribes, as she looked different from the past.


    Her pretty white hair seemed to have grown longer, now tied in half-braids down her cheeks and a ponytail at the back to avoid it getting in the way during combat.


    "Vema, how many squares can we conquer today?"


    She looked back at her old friend from the village wearing leather armour with a chainmail dress protecting her vitals and holding a spear and shield.


    Most hares came in three types: the sword, spear and archer.


    Swordsmen chose to wield longswords with small round shields fixed to their bracers or gauntlets but no longer blocked the heavy blows and fought in a style more of dodging and countering rather than tanking blows.


    While spear users held a medium shield normally of leather or other light materials, sometimes a wood found in Sherwood was quite durable and light.


    They were the ones who took the brunt of damage and attacks, using their legs to pivot their hips and thrust the enemy after blocking heavy blows, trained by Lancelot himself when not busy to find the ideal pace, range and force to lunge.


    "We have ten more items available, and only six outer zones of Sherwood left to conquer, but one was said to have an Ogre encampment that Lady Guinevere planned to deal with using Tiamat and her archers."


    Vema was a regular frost hare with soft grey fur and blue eyes, but she had once shared a bed with Lancelot at the behest of Ikumi, who wanted her friend to grow stronger, and she did.


    Now a little weaker than Meru, her abilities were greater than those who were her equal before she was flooded with Lancelot''s demonic essence.


    "Let''s deal with the four furthest away and prepare to take everything before night."


    The frost hares were originally a race that loved to work hard and got obsessed with their jobs, fishing, hunting and crafting in their previous world and only held back by their acute sickness and weak disease resistance.


    ''Lancelot, I want to show how much I have grown thanks to your tender love and care.''


    Her rabbit ears flopped side to side happily as she thought of all the praise she might get for clearing the entire forest.


    Since the new girls began to increase, she felt a strange tightness and pain in her chest; each time she saw Lancelot with other women, it made her want to kick them away, kidnap him and hide him in a place nobody but Marimo could find him.


    ''Marimo said my feelings were jealousy, something all growing women would feel seeing our lord with other pretty women.''


    ''Marimo helped me, told me that I was at an important stage as a frost hare... I should take time apart from master and consider what Ikumi wanted most.''


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    Ikumi knew she wanted Lancelot the most; he had saved her life and taken her virginity. She had seen him fight against great enemies while trying his best to make all of his hares strong so they could protect themselves.


    But Marimo''s words made her realise she needed to decide what she desired most.


    Was it strength?


    A loving husband like Lancelot?


    Or to prove herself to him, show him her growth?


    Ikumi wasn''t stupid, but in the past was merely too immature and mistook many feelings and actions. She knew Lancelot cared about all his hares, wanting to ensure everyone grew well and safe.


    But Marimo said if Ikumi truly wanted something more with Lancelot, he had to become stronger both in body and mind and become his equal instead of relying on him constantly.


    ''Marimo is like my mom...''


    ''Mother?''


    Ikumi never remembered hers clearly, having lived alone with Vema since she died because of illness. She rarely recalled what it was like to have a mother... but Marimo had a motherly air about her, caring and helpful.


    ''Marimo will have master''s babies soon; why does it not feel tight when I think of her with Master?''


    Her ears perked up at a roar interrupting her thoughts; when she looked back, all the hares jumped in sync.


    The archers were the most deadly type, jumping onto the thick branches with their longbows fully drawn, using their powerful thighs and legs like anchors to keep them on target, naturally swaying with the branch in the breeze.


    "Vema, get the spearmen and swordsmen ready for battle! It''s goblins."


    Ikumi had not only grown mentally and emotionally in the past few weeks, but her greatest improvement was combat, and leading the frost hares like second nature as her body hopped between several trees and took the lead point, her fingertips pointing towards the distant goblins, with several ice lances spiralling around her fingertip.


    "Fire!"


    As Ikumi gave the command, thirty ice lances shot out, whistling through the woods like homing missiles, hitting a line of goblins riding wolves, instantly killing ten and injuring others who fell off their mounts or were too close. S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    At the same time, following like a flowing tide after the raging storm, arrows from above-pierced goblin heads as the hares took this chance to hop through the trees, firing multiple shots into the unsuspecting lines, causing chaos.


    ''Good!''


    "Switch, spearmen go!"


    Instantly, every hare was protected by a thick layer of ice; Ikumi had taught all the hares in her unit everything she could do.


    Double kick, leap, ice lance and frost shield.


    Now, her entire unit could do all roles, switching from bow to spear to sword fluidly, and all of them were taught kindly by her over several months and adored her more than family.


    Spearmen hopped down from trees, landing on wolf riders, shattering their frost shields and crushing most of the survivors with this brutal technique, then stabbing their spears forward, piercing goblin vitals through weak armour as the swordsmen cut through any survivors that tried to regroup.


    Within minutes, none survived as Ikumi hopped down from the tallest tree with Vema landing perfectly at her side, giving orders to check corpses and gather loot.


    ''Goblin stones... worthless trash, let''s leave these to the troops as bonuses.''


    ''They like to trade the shiny gemstones for the silky shampoo and body wash that Master found for us; he even sells it so cheap.''


    Goblins were low-tier monsters, often used by demons to cause trouble or as cannon fodder; the stones dropped by goblins were useless yet easy to obtain.


    Normally worth a few copper or silver, but not quite worth Avalon coins.


    "Hurry, clear this square, and claim it in the darling name!" Ikumi accidentally slipped her affection towards Lancelot, but none of the hares complained because they all felt the same about him.


    These girls were the first few summoned to Avalon by him, and almost all had spent considerable time beside him.


    Ikumi conquered four of the six remaining squares of the border Sherwood forest and the eastern lands beyond like this.


    Until finally reaching a large goblin tribe fortification.


    It was an impassable fortress created by combining crude logs into a solid barricade. The walls were sturdy enough to withstand minor assaults without worry, as a wooden gate with crude iron spikes acted as another defence.


    It housed at least sixty goblins and two hobgoblins inside.


    "Captain Ikumi, what should we do? There are too many to risk losing lives?" A hare asked with a panicked face.


    This fortification was not normal within Sherwood Forest. Ikumi could see the markings from the ogres who held the territory further beyond and felt conflicted.


    With such a small force, ambush tactics and blitz assaults went amazing, but things became problematic against heavily armed and armoured foes in fortifications.


    "Have everyone position themselves across the tallest trees and wait for my signal; send for Vema and Zirrel to come to me."


    The hare nodded and hopped away through the woods like a fleeting shadow.


    Within minutes, Vema returned with Zirrel; the archer class hare was another of Ikumi''s childhood friends and was the fastest among hares after Lancelot taught them sprinting techniques based on athletic runners from his home world.


    "What do you think would be best?" Ikumi looked at the two women, who had difficult faces, knowing exactly how much this meant to their captain.


    Zirrel pondered briefly and suggested, "Can we bypass it and leave? There are ogres further along."


    But Ikumi rejected her suggestion instantly.


    "We must claim all Sherwood and its borders before Lancelot returns; if we fail him now, what will people think of us as?" Her stubborn tone caused the two women to sigh helplessly as she had been fixated on Lancelot and proving herself since she began to mature, her height now taller, hair glossier as she looked like a white-haired version of Marimo.


    "What if we rain down on them with magic and don''t close the distance while constantly moving around the trees with arrows and magic until their numbers are cut down?"


    Ikumi''s foot tapped the ground as her ruby eyes narrowed, clearly thinking seriously.


    Verma added, "If we use mana shields, the losses will minimise; it might take some time, but if we cycle between magic and archery, then none of the girls will become exhausted."


    Ikumi agreed and turned to Zirrel with a confident smile, "Find positions where there are fewer places for them to take cover in the fort and the branches are thick to hide our figures. If we aim from the skies, the goblins won''t know where to look or predict which direction next."


    Zirrel saluted cheerfully, happy Ikumi took her opinion seriously, then leapt high into the canopy like a bouncing bullet before disappearing within seconds.


    Ikumi raised her hand and gathered frost energy in her palm, creating a small ball of spinning ice lances, which Vema copied shortly behind.


    "Alright, girls, watch Vema and follow her example. Shoot whenever Zirrel gives the signal; focus firepower on Hobgoblins first, then goblins!" Ikumi said with a fair voice, somehow loud enough to be heard by every hare in the woods as their ears danced with cute flops.


    The hares began copying Vema as they drew mana into their palms to create icy lances, unlike Ikumi''s advanced techniques, which only Lancelot and her could use.


    Many failed, only creating watery darts that hurt a little but weren''t lethal against goblins wearing metal helmets and chainmail shirts.


    But eventually, all had created at least three icy lances.


    "Prepare for battle," Vema uttered with her deep voice.


    "GoblinJagd!"


    Ikumi''s call summoned a huge avalanche of ice to flood the goblin fort as their ice spears blotted out the skies.

 Chapter 121: Chapter 8: Warmaiden Ikumi [2]

    Huge lances of ice rained down on the goblin fortress, making them panic as screams echoed from goblins killed by icy missiles that crashed against the hard fortifications, shattering but dealing heavy damage against goblin flesh due to their sharp points and freezing temperatures.


    Hobgoblins roared and charged outside, only to witness dozens of hares falling from above holding spears and shields landing on the poor goblins, crushing them with their thick legs filled with thick, powerful muscles, using them to break their falls from the trees before lunging forward.


    Following this wave, arrows fired from above pierced hobgoblins, causing them to fall forwards with arrows pincushioning them as hares moved around the battlefield like ghosts, using the trees to jump between vantage points, shooting volleys of icy darts covered in a chilly aura that froze wounds and arrows that tore apart their flesh causing hobgoblins to slow down.


    The melee frost hares stabbed their spears through the goblins, breaking bones as the spears shattered upon impact before withdrawing quickly. They pivoted on their feet to change positions while leaving bloody gouges as they circled the confused goblin fortifications like sharks.


    Within twenty minutes of the relentless assault, nothing moved in the Goblin Fortification as Ikumi landed proudly with Vema and Zirrel hopping behind.


    Every hare cheered loudly as Ikumi looked back proudly and pointed towards Sherwood.


    "Hehe, everyone, let''s take a break. The stinky goblin food is probably nasty or poisoned, so don''t touch it! We only have one more to go, and Master will surely praise us!"


    All cheered, raising their spears happily before they cleaned up corpses into neat piles, burned anything dangerous with fire, and took all the loot and resources stored inside the crude fortifications.


    ''Why do I feel my sisters have become like vicious bandits...'' Ikumi thought to herself, eating some sweet jerky with a barbecue marinade that Lancelot taught the cooks how to make; it was the most loved snack of the frost hares because he taught them.


    Her teeth were more like a ravenous wolf than a gentle hare at this point; while watching Vema and Zirrel now naked after bathing in a small bath created with water magic and some fire, it reminded her of when Marimo first met Lancelot and didn''t hide her crotch...


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    She looked down at her body; no longer wearing armour, her breasts began to grow after hMasternges started, now hanging with a slight dip, but had become fuller, with a rounded shape instead of her past bell shape.


    ''My boobs are bigger than Marimo''s, but master, does he like them big?''


    Ikumi has learned many things since her changes, from her preferences to the knowledge she used to ignore in the past and chose to hunt.


    It seemed like each day, she awakened more as a woman and sought out more of that knowledge to tempt Lancelot to become addicted to her.


    "Wow... as always, your tits are so huge now. Are you the same race as me?"


    The chirpy voice of Zirrel and her slightly flat chest came into view as the group sat close, like a band of sisters who mourned even the slightest wound of each other as if it were their own.


    "Well, who would think that Ikumi would lose her virginity before we did? Such a lewd girl."


    "Hmmm... what''s lewd about it? Besides, Marimo was right; sex feels great, and Lancelot has great stamina, like a beast that loves to eat all the time!"


    Ikumi giggled rebelliously.


    Why did they hide their honesty with no other races or males? Zirrel giggled, remembering that night when she was tempted to sneak into Lancelot''s by this white minx and ended up losing her first time beside her two childhood friends...


    "Well, that cock is a bit addictive; it''s so different from what our mothers said..."


    She put two fingers together and measured them, adding her opposite fingers to match Lancelot''s shape as they giggled together like wenches.


    "Hahaha, double, at least!"


    "Hmmm... see if I don''t let you taste it again!"


    "Don''t fight; don''t be cruel, Ikumi! We can''t go back to a normal guy after that thing."


    "Use your fist! Hmph!"


    The trio laughed cheerfully together as hares nearby envied them and whispered amongst themselves, wondering how they could become more like their leaders and receive Lancelot''s affection like Ikumi, Vema, Zirrel and Marimo.


    Everyone was in great spirits that an hour passed so quickly, as some were preparing to camp and others were fixing and tending to their weapons.


    "Do you think that the ogre den will be difficult?"


    Vema spoke worriedly; she was the most cautious and worried, but Ikumi shook her head confidently.


    "Marimo said Ogres were dangerous, but she also said they lack intelligence compared to humans and elves; as long as we plan wisely and attack them first, we will win!"


    None doubted Ikumi''s confidence, believing whatever Lancelot taught her and Marimo had become natural facts in their minds.


    The ogre den was an hour''s march from the goblin fortifications.


    They marched across the trees quietly to avoid being detected prematurely.


    Meanwhile, in the newly named Windsor City, Lancelot held a strange feeling of uneasiness in his chest, sitting on the throne while many people worked hard to repair and make a census of the city; beside him, Marimo was gently massaging his scalp with her loving fingertips.


    "My Lord, you seem very tense and uncomfortable..."


    Marimo leaned closer; her soft, silky skin brushed against Lancelot''s shoulder, making his heartbeat, but he shook his head slowly.


    "Marimo, I feel that something isn''t right... A sense of foreboding, a worry that won''t leave my chest." Sear?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Marimo tilted her head, curiously looking into Lancelot''s green eyes with a puzzled expression.


    "Master, as far as I can tell, your land is peaceful and secure."


    She cupped Lancelot''s cheek, kissing his lips softly.


    Lancelot sighed; he didn''t doubt Marimo, but he couldn''t shake the feeling that something bad was happening somewhere in Avalon and that it was related to his troops...


    ''To Ikumi.''


    Suddenly, a familiar scent entered Lancelot''s nose; the delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms alerted him. Returning his thoughts to his cute albino frost hare, her loving smile and adorable way of hopping around...


    He couldn''t put this down.


    ''Morgana... Where is Ikumi? I have to see her, or my heart will not settle.''


    [Sherwood, my dear, the girls said she was trying to expand the furthest reaches as a gift and surprise for you.]


    Marimo smiled as she stood and walked forward, waving her hand slowly, "If you must go, then allow me to take care of things here."


    Lancelot nodded thankfully before she kissed him, her tongue dancing playfully before sucking his, tasting his saliva happily and reluctantly parted her lips.


    "Stay safe; I shall await your return. Do not take too long; I need your affectionate touch."


    Unlike the paste Marimo, she was seductive, her lovely eyes fluttering as she nibbled the tip of his tongue, causing Lancelot''s heartbeat to race.


    Marimo was so adorable despite her age that he felt like pinching her snowy ass, but he resisted the urge and nodded calmly, vanishing like a ghost from Windsor Castle.


    Lancelot arrived in Sherwood Forest''s eastern borders; it was sunny and peaceful, making him wonder why he felt uneasy moments ago.


    "No... there are signs of battle, and the goblin fortress was conquered... maybe two hours ago?"


    He checked the footprints on the ground; they were faint, but frost hares left deep traces even while hiding themselves among trees, and he knew Ikumi''s smell better than anyone as she always snuck under his blankets and hugged him tightly whenever possible.


    ''Did she... Attack the Ogres? No... There was a twin-headed Ogre mage with them. I made sure to tell her not to...''


    Lancelot''s heartbeat raced faster, unable to shake the bad feeling as his blood raced faster as if urging him to hurry forward; he dashed through the forest at top speed, avoiding traps Ikumi set and killing any dangerous creatures hiding in Sherwood with ease.


    "Hurry..." Lancelot muttered nervously; the scent became thicker, mixing with Ogre''s stench and... Frost Hare''s blood.


    As he ran wildly through the eastern edges of Sherwood Forest, a horrific scene came into his vision.


    Bodies... frost hare corpses lay on the ground; the once lush earth soaked with crimson blood and chunks of pale flesh torn apart by Ogre blades and magic.


    "Ahh?"


    Lancelot stepped forward, feeling a sense of pain that started like a tiny dagger stabbing his chest, rapidly growing until it felt like his heart was torn from his ribs and crushed and restored, repeatedly as his eyes began to shimmer, the golden divine eye searching in overdrive as bloody lines appeared in the beautiful organ.


    His emotions ran wild: anger, sadness, fear... Lancelot had never felt this disturbed or crazed before, not when facing Arthur or as he lost his troops in the past.


    "IKUMI!"


    Lancelot screamed maniacally, searching through corpses frantically; he used the Divine Eye to find frost hares, hoping they hadn''t departed from Avalon. He cradled five bodies together, pouring his ether into their bodies as their weak hearts began to recover.


    "P....please... Captain.... save.."


    "Do not worry..." Lancelot gave them a gentle kiss, helping them sleep to forget the pain as they rapidly recovered from their wounds. He managed to save over thirty on his way towards the large cave.


    ''I can hear the sound of fighting... Ikumi and many hares still fight... hurry...''


    His feet rapidly darted forward, his body covered in his dominus and black scales as if natural, no longer needing a special scene or time to transform; the more he used it, the closer he came to becoming a true demon lord.


    "Eh..."


    A wet sound echoed as something slammed into the ground below his feet; as he looked down, the image that entered his sight caused him to feel strange.


    His eyes saw a frost hare... What was once a frost hare? Zirrel, a cute girl, was almost torn in half... her eyes hazed over as she seemed to look into his golden eyes through the visor... her lips were covered in blood and missing an arm, yet she reached out to him.


    Lancelot''s hands trembled; he grabbed Zirrel tenderly, holding her close as ether poured into her dying body as he embraced her body, blood staining his scales and armour, her eyes seeming to regain light.


    "Zirrel.. stay strong, please!" Lancelot cried, stroking her cheeks as her eyes regained life; tears flowed uncontrollably, the pain he felt surging forward as if his heart had torn in two.


    "Captain.... Please... Sav...."


    Zirrel reached weakly, stroking Lancelot''s cheeks as she smiled, blood bubbling from her lips as she choked on her words; her beautiful azure blue eyes reflected Lancelot''s domino visor as he felt her cold lips peck his.


    ''She will not die, but my negligence... and confidence...''


    ''Ikumi is ahead, likely with Vema...''


    He stood up, placing Zirrel onto a flat rock before taking out an expensive potion that Rena gave him to save his life when near death; popping the cork, he collected half the bottle in his mouth and leaned over Zirrel, her eyes looking at him those beautiful blue orbs shimmering sadly.


    "You liked kissing, right...?"


    Memories of her first time dragged inside the tent with Vema and Ikumi, this girl skilled in archery loved to be kissed at the climax of sex.


    He spoke as the potion swirled in his mouth before leaning over, parting her bloody lips as he pressed onto hers, sharing the healing elixir through his lips.


    Zirrel choked as Lancelot''s tongue danced with her smaller tongue, swallowing the mixture that smelled sweet yet bitter, her tastebuds screaming as she clung to life and sucked.


    ''Tastes like candy apples...'' Zirrel thought peacefully as Lancelot broke their passionate kiss; her wounds healed rapidly; the severed limb grew slowly as her eyes closed peacefully.


    "Sleep... heal... I promise to punish you all properly for doing this without me!" Lancelot promised the sleeping hare as he dashed towards the cave, where cries and roars echoed.


    His steps slowed as he lifted an arm into the air; he didn''t care if it was overkill or foolish use of his ability as a lord.


    A black and golden light illuminated his left hand that floated in the air.


    "Lancelot, the lord of Camelot and Windsor, summon my armies to support thy lord!"


    The entire cavern crackled with magic, lightning with black and red hues tearing apart the stones and walls, creating a large portal.


    "Your sisters have been injured, maimed and killed. Answer my call and get their revenge."


    Less than a second later, over two hundred troops appeared from the portal as they rushed to follow Lancelot, who flew ahead, his black wings flickering with a bloody aura towards the sound of battle and crackling magic.


    Moments later, Morgana stepped from the portal in a full black plate and a huge spear; behind her were succubus heroes and the angels with Nuriel, who began to heal and save the Frost Hares that Lancelot gathered.


    "Phew... I regret that three have passed, but the rest can be saved."


    Nuriel''s body began to shine golden, causing the dark cave to brighten up instantly as the sleeping girls rapidly healed. She sent a group of six angels and Morgana to help any wounded further inside.


    Morgana observed the cave and only showed a proud smile beneath her helmet.


    "My little sister, you lead a small group of insignificant frost hares... and only suffered three deaths."


    Her head then turned to the side, at the pile of ogre corpses torn apart, as if ravaged by an intense enemy, limbs were torn and bodies dismembered.


    "Yet managed to kill over twenty ogres, bolstered by a twin-headed mage... I am proud that you are the one who lent your body."


    "You have grown well, Ikumi."


    Morgana''s golden eyes shone as she looked at the bloody figure, standing with a broken spear and bent shield protecting the injured frost hares, with fur matted with blood and her right eye closed with a cut over her brow.


    "It looked like a chance for Ikumi, captain of Camelot, to show her quality!"

 Chapter 122: Chapter 9: Warmaiden Ikumi [3]

    Lancelot approached rapidly, his body filled with rage upon seeing the state of Vema and a few of the frost hares behind Ikumi, his body crackling with either about to attack the twin-headed ogre mage with a bloody body.


    "Stop!"


    A hoarse, feminine voice sounded as Ikumi''s thick white rabbit foot stomped on the ground, cracking the earth, before spinning her body and kicking it towards the Mage with a loud bang.


    The Mage lifted both arms, holding a staff and club as a wall of ice formed, blacking the shards of the earth with a resounding bang, her force cracking the ice barrier.


    However, the rocks were now off-target and smashed into the wall behind the Ogre.


    Ikumi turned her head towards the demonic Lancelot before stunning him with the powerful aura pulsating around her soft, creamy skin, an icy blue ether wrapping around her entire body as she glared at him with ruby eyes.


    "Master, please do not get involved. This is Ikumi''s fight, Ikumi''s battle!"


    His eyes watched her for a few moments, holding the twin-headed Ogre in place using his Ether while stepping forward and looking at the battered Ikumi with a wry smile.


    "Are you sure?"


    "Mmm."


    "Can you win?"


    "Don''t know!"


    "Is it fun?"


    "Very!"


    With a nod, Lancelot stepped beside her and began to carry the wounded hares, including Vema, out of the combat area, his eyes looking around at the huge number of troops wrapped around the battlefield.


    "Don''t interfere. This is Ikumi and the Frost Hare''s fight."


    Now remaining was Ikumi and ten other hares, who were all archers.


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    Lancelot stopped beside Ikumi as the orge Mage looked about, ready to explode in anger from being held in place by the powerful magic power.


    Looking at Ikumi''s bloody face, her messy hair yet those brightly shining eyes, like red gemstones glistening in the scorching sun.


    He gently kissed her forehead, wanting to give her some support.


    "Win, Ikumi, prove yourself stronger."


    "I believe in you, so come back to me."


    His whisper entered her sensitive ears, causing them to flap side to side joyfully as Lancelot stepped back towards the other frost hares and turned towards the Ogre, pointing his finger directly at the twin-headed ogre mage.


    Releasing it from the binding as now the only targets in his range were Ikumi and her sisters of battle.


    ''She won''t realise I cheated a little and gave them a large dose of Ether.''


    Lancelot smiled as he stood beside Morgana, who watched with passionate eyes.


    "You gave her and those girls quite a lot of Ether, even the fainted and dying ones. They are so tired and worn out they didn''t realise their power, and levels just jumped over a dozen."


    "I don''t see why I would let my cute girls get hurt more; this much is fair."


    He then looked at Morgana, realising for the first time that she was speaking with her lips, not in his mind. Maybe she realised too as they looked at each other with shock.


    *Bang!*


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    She watched Lancelot leave, her red eyes narrowed, feeling his trust in her had given her a second wind, and even the exhausted girls behind her felt the same.


    ''I know he probably did something to help... but that''s fine.''


    Ikumi inhaled deeply, focusing on the ogre mage and four heavily armoured ogres with clubs as thick as human bodies and capable of turning her or sisters into meat paste if struck.


    ''We only have ten archers left.''


    "Spread out, don''t engage them and focus on following me up if you can. Try to use magic instead of your bows."


    Since the battle drew on, Ikumi stopped using a sword or spear as they broke. Now, her hands work the black metal gauntlets and greaves that Lancelot bought her as a gift from the Lord catalogue when she helped him clear the forest in the past.


    ''I need to keep the mage focused on me and the warriors away from them.''


    Ikumi''s thighs began to tense, her muscles bulging as she launched her body into the air. Her eyes closed for a moment as she took a deep breath, closing the gap between herself and the Ogre in a flash, appearing in front of the Mage before its eyes could adjust as her right leg snapped forward towards its face like a stone-encrusted whip.


    Instantly before impact, the air around Ikumi froze, creating an icy aura that coated her entire leg in ice; with a loud bang, the Mage blocked Ikumi''s kick using its huge club, but the ground beneath its feet shattered from the heavy blow, sending a tremor of icy wind through the ogre mage and surrounding Ogre guards.


    Small blades of ice, which looked like miniature versions of Lancelot''s blades, exploded out from her kick, tearing the flesh of all five ogres as she flung backwards before pointing forward, "Shoot them!"


    In the background, Morgana whispered into Lancelot''s ears, her voice causing his body to tremble with the sensual and alluring tone. "Oh my, it seems you are loved. That attack has "I love Lancelot" all over it. Fufu, what a lovely growth she''s had without us noticing."


    "Ah... It''s amazing; I never told or taught her this way of fighting... it''s almost like a martial arts only for Frost Hares and their extremely powerful legs."


    Ikumi took a breather, stretching her legs before a volley of arrows and ice lances zoomed over her head, one almost penetrating her soft ears as they whistled past her.


    Each arrow or ice lance hit vital parts of the Ogres except the Mage, whose flaming defence melted the projectiles into harmless droplets.


    Ikumi landed on her feet, crouching low as she kicked forward again, flying like a bullet towards the Mage as its dual heads growled, her body spinning, sending several kicks towards the Mage''s abdomen, her eyes filled with determination to take advantage as there was only the Mage left!


    BOOM!!


    Each kick exploded with icy wind, ripping the Mage''s clothes to shreds, revealing its robust and scarred body that seemed to have lived a lifetime of strife and suffered many injuries in the previous assault.


    Ikumi kept attacking relentlessly, dodging the Mage''s club and swinging wide towards her head, moving fluidly as she bounced on her feet; one of her kicks tore open flesh wounds while protecting herself as best as possible.


    BOOM!!!


    Her final kick cracked the Mage''s thick ribs, staggering its huge frame as it roared angrily, flames exploding from one head as Ikumi spun, landing on her right leg, lifting her left high as mana gathered, forming icy claws extending from her toes with three nails on each foot.


    SLASH!!


    Blood erupted from the Ogre mage as Ikumi slashed diagonally; a line of blood bloomed from the Mage''s side as its eyes widened, one head reaching to defend with a flaming barrier protecting one side of its body as the other swung wildly at Ikumi with a stone club.


    BOOOOOM!!!!


    The icy wind scattered from Ikumi''s leg as it collided with the Mage''s fiery shield, but the wounds from her axe-like kick left one of the heads now bleeding profusely from the neck and chest; the next moment, she was smashed in the side by the stone club.


    "Argh!!"


    "Ugh... my chest..."


    Ikumi tumbled across the bloody battlefield, bouncing and rolling several times before sliding on her face, blood dripping from her lips as her rib cage ached like someone smashing a hammer inside her chest.


    She pushed up with shaky arms, wiping blood from her eyes as she glared hatefully at the Mage, which was now heavily injured, missing an eye as it pointed towards Ikumi, roaring like a beast.


    "Ungok! Shaal Vest! Mett!"


    "Haha... haa.... fuck you too." Ikumi''s vulgar words made Lancelot chuckle in the back while observing the growth of his captain and realising Ikumi deserved better from him.


    "Ikumi truly showed how strong and feminine she has become. I think it''s time Lancelot rewards her!" Morgana whispered into his ear while licking the back softly, leaving goosebumps on his flesh as his body shivered with pleasure.


    Back in the arena, the battle was near the end, both sides worn out, but the Ogre seemed closer to the edge; his left side seemed limp, only holding the stone mace and dropping the staff as it stepped forward, no longer casting big spells.


    Ikumi charged forward, ignoring the intense pain from her ribs; she leapt forward, one leg stamping into the bloody earth while using the other to kick towards the Mage''s remaining head, another icy vortex gathering as blades of ice formed around her leg as her leg snapped, causing her foot to slash viciously.


    In desperation, the Mage fired countless barrages of arcane missiles that shot towards the ten hares in the distance, raining down on them as they dodged and leapt around, taking damage from the blunt magic bolts.


    SLICE!!


    Fresh blood sprayed as Ikumi cut through the Mage''s neck effortlessly; both heads fell to the ground with dead eyes as the Mage fell backwards, blood spurting like a fountain as it gurgled, trying to speak before it died with lifeless eyes.


    Ikumi fell forward, gasping loudly, crawling weakly before falling sideways as Lancelot rushed over with Morgana floating above, stopping all others from moving, her eyes fixated on the pair now embracing each other, a warm smile on her face.


    "My cute little sister, you did so well. Big sister will care for everything."


    "So you can just enjoy the rewards."


    [Ikumi POV end]


    ?Ikumi Winters Rank Upgraded to B+?

 Chapter 123: Chapter 10: My Little Hare

    Ikumi was exhausted and couldn''t stand anymore, falling to the ground with dazed eyes, trying to crawl forward like she didn''t know the battle had ended.


    Lancelot was there to catch her faster than a flash of light as he grabbed her body, holding her in a princess carry. His arms pulled Ikumi towards his chest firmly, causing her tiredness to vanish instantly, replaced by the rapid beating of her fluffy heart as Lancelot''s piercing eyes met hers.


    "Lan... master... Ikumi... wins..."


    She whispered faintly, her ruby eyes sparkling like two precious jewels, Lancelot feeling helpless when gazing into them as he stroked her messy, dirt-covered hair.


    "Of course you did. You were amazing. Are you tired?"


    He looked down as her hands seemed to lack the power to hold him tightly, flopping down and resting against his arm.


    Ikumi nodded with tearful eyes, sniffling slightly, "Ikumi wants a reward."


    Lancelot''s eyes softened as he wiped her bloodied lips and dirty cheeks; he gently kissed her forehead, then her sticky eyelids. Ikumi closed her eyes as Lancelot''s warm lips pressed on them.


    "Anything my little hare desires will be granted."


    Ikumi struggled slightly, raising one hand to pull his head closer and whispering, "I want Master to eat Ikumi."


    Lancelot paused momentarily, feeling Morgana hovering above, smiling brightly, her lustful aura pressing against him as he sighed helplessly.


    "When you have recovered, okay."


    He carried Ikumi past her wounded and exhausted troops towards a small field hospital; he spent quite a lot of wood and stone to build it rapidly the moment Ikumi took this territory as his own.


    Lancelot gave Morgana the orders on what to do before the battle ended.


    First, they would use extra materials to craft a wall to protect the exterior of the forest to stop invaders from sneaking inside, then position a new village that would protect the border and would be a shared project between him and Guinevere.


    Ikumi didn''t respond as she fell asleep, her light breathing sounding as she leaned against Lancelot''s chest.


    Inside the Hospital, Lancelot gently lay Ikumi on a soft bed made of treated animal fur and feathers; he removed her tattered clothing, revealing her beautiful figure as he inspected her body carefully, only to be pushed away by one of the kistune troops due to him just enjoying the sight of ikumi in the nude.


    "Master Lancelot, we will take care of our Captain Ikumi now. Lady Morgana says she has erected the temporary barriers outside, and the construction will be complete soon."


    "I see, thanks..."


    Lancelot tried to pretend to be the good leader, but it was true Ikumi''s adult figure was quite different from the young adult one he knew well; she was much more alluring, sensual and soft to touch, and her breasts also seemed to have changed shape and become bigger and were fuller with a rounded bell shape. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Even her scent was more mature and alluring. If she was a primrose before, now she was a blooming violet or orchid.


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    "Oh, you didn''t assault her right away?"


    Morgana''s enchanting voice sounded, the air gently vibrating with her deep, husky voice as the woman floated down and hugged Lancelot''s back, stroking his chest with her long, pointed nails.


    "What should we do next? Should I build a Village here? Or wait for Guinevere to finish?"


    "Let''s start preparing the forest first. Have the troops clear as much forest and wood as possible before the summon ends. I can only keep fifty of them here, so choose the most powerful to help with the building and arrangments." Lancelot was stern despite her fondling his crotch like they were in his room.


    "Hmmm... sounds fun; I''ll do it since you asked so kindly." She giggled playfully before vanishing like a ghost.


    ''I should check on Zirrel and the rest...'' Lancelot thought as he headed towards the cave entrance.


    It was now a small collection of both Frost Hare huts and other homes, the cave being converted slowly into a rock fortress, as many of the Angels and Succubi stood guard near the edge of the forest for invaders.


    Currently, Camelot commanded a large dome of territory, with the Sherwood forest to its east and Guinevere''s territory to the northeast, while the north and northwest lead towards the bulk of the demon kingdoms and Rena''s direction.


    The South was the huge mountain that led to Sumika''s former territory and Lancelot''s new city, so there were only two directions in the demon realm to fear.


    East of Sherwood was a large group of demons and territories that could invade at any time. Now Lancelot had taken over so much territory; with the north of Sherwood being Guinevere''s, there was only the east where danger could come from.


    ''Well... The South isn''t in any major trouble for a while; maybe Arthur will be a problem?''


    Lancelot wandered around the cave hospital, checking the hares until finally finding Zirrel lying on a bed, hugging her broken armour to her bosom while sleeping with a peaceful expression.


    She awoke, hearing footsteps entering, her beautiful azure blue eyes opening slowly; Lancelot smiled upon seeing her awake as she seemed to recognise him straight away but couldn''t move anything but her eyes and show a tremble in her lips.


    "Don''t rush; I know you must be in pain."


    He sat beside her, stroking through her soft black hair; no longer was she like other Frost Hares; rather, her race was different now... She, Vema and the thirty Frost Hares in Ikumi''s unit were now "Demon Hares."


    A happy mistake that Lancelot never imagined, that his blood, the amount of ether, and his life force used to bring them back would cause them all to evolve.


    As far as Lancelot could tell, Demon Hares lost the snowy white fur of Frost Hares but possessed humanoid traits like before: ears, tail, and fur.


    Their faces became more humanoid with soft, feminine features, and their figures resembled succubi physiques.


    With lewd breasts, curvy behinds, and a strangely alluring bee-type waist, their legs became more human, but the muscles of their thighs became stronger and more visible as if to compensate.


    On top of these changes, their physical and magical power was increased significantly, and they could use the soul-damaging spells of the succubus and a few more magic spells and sword skills, likely inherited from Lancelot.


    The final key figure is the extremely long, floppy black ears. These ears allow Demon Hares to hear hundreds of kilometres away and perceive objects with excellent hearing.


    Lancelot honestly liked this evolution and secretly wished Ikumi had changed, too.


    He stroked her head gently, enjoying how long her ears were, the silky hair and fluff inside causing Zirrel to kick against the bed, with a slight blush on her face, embarrassed by the pleasure of Lancelot playing with her ears.


    "Captain... Ikumi is... safe?" Zirrel managed to whisper her concerns after a while, remembering the last thing before fainting: the image of Ikumi taking blows from the ogres to protect the other girls from being killed.


    "She is resting after killing the enemy mage. Ikumi was amazing, just like the rest of you." Lancelot reassured her gently as Zirrel breathed a sigh of relief, her lips trembling as tears streamed down her cheeks.


    "Zirrel was useless, only able to kill a single ogre before being badly injured; Ikumi protected everyone else even though Zirrel was useless...."


    Her voice sounded weak yet regretful. Lancelot sighed; he knew that feeling of powerlessness and watching as everyone around you slowly fell, and all you did was one small achievement.


    So he lifted her soft body and hugged her tenderly, patting her back while stroking her head as Zirrel buried her face into Lancelot''s shoulders, sobbing quietly like a child.


    "Zirrel was amazing; Ikumi wouldn''t have been able to kill the mage alone. It was thanks to you, Vema and all the other girls fighting so hard; what are you talking about, just one ogre."


    "You girls were fighting against monsters far stronger; I have neglected you so badly that you were weaker than you could have been; the pain and injuries are my fault for being too thoughtless."


    Zirrel shook her head in Lancelot''s embrace while grabbing his armour tightly, her soft ears flopping in the air as her heart pounded.


    She felt safe in his warm embrace, and her nose sensed an addictive scent that calmed her emotions as she inhaled deeply, unable to resist snuggling deeper into Lancelot''s body.


    After consoling Zirrel for a while, she fell asleep as he visited all the girls, from Vema to the ones who were almost too badly injured and became even more demonic than Zirrel, some with small horns or golden eyes, gaining demon traits.


    Eventually, Lancelot finished visiting all the girls; he returned to where the village was planned to be built, with many of his troops rushing before the countdown ended, and most of them would be sent back to the bases they were before.


    [I have contacted Guinevere, and she will be here soon with some troops to help the eastern front become more stable.]


    ''Thanks... I was worried there might be an attack, although they could not take our territory without conquering the linked village. I don''t want to see any more of my units dying.''


    [Don''t worry, the three girls who passed were revived safely, thanks to you constructing the building; we cannot use it for another seven days.]


    Avalon was a strange world, with many relics that could bring back the dead who had died there. Sometimes, it was a timed restriction, others a level or grade.


    The build bases usually cost over one thousand Avalon Coins and could be used three times a week at most; rather, he was lucky to have it upgraded and built; otherwise, those girls would be reborn from the start and forget many memories.

 Chapter 124: Chapter 11: Ikumi Doesnt Want To Wait. [R18]

    Lancelot returned to his temporary tent, sitting on the edge of the small bed; his body bounced with the weight, and leaning back, he sighed, feeling the tension of the day''s stress fading slowly.


    He constructed a large stone wall with an inner wall for the defenders to easily patrol the entire easter part of Sherwood without destroying the beautiful forest too much.


    The small village started to take shape, following Camelot''s blueprint as the girls worked hard to set it all up.


    Lancelot admired their enthusiasm and dedication, so most women could take a break tonight and had early tomorrow off with only the stubborn angels and cheeky succubi who kept guard.


    Suddenly, the curtain rustled as someone entered.


    His eyes wandered towards the figure, stepping inside, making Lancelot''s heart skip a few beats. She was focused on her figure in the dark evening moonlight, emphasising her sensual sex appeal.


    "Master?" Ikumi stepped inside, her body completely naked, only the soft white fur barely covering her lower body, while her heavy swaying melons jiggled with every step.


    Her alluring ruby eyes drew Lancelot into them like a spell as she continued her approach with a smile, seeing how much he was charmed.


    "Ikumi, you... there''s no clothes." He pointed out the obvious while trying to keep his gaze on hers.


    She chuckled, closing her eyes with a sweet grin before stopping just between Lancelot''s legs as he gazed upwards with a strange expression, not knowing what to do with her sudden and unexpected actions.


    "Master, relax. I''m here just for you. All for you to use me as you please!" Ikumi spoke seductively, resting both hands behind Lancelot''s head, leaning forward as she pressed her soft flesh against his face, letting the warmth of her huge marshmallows squish against him and releasing a sexy low groan, she whispered in a seductive voice.


    "Use my body to release all your worries. Tonight, I shall be Master''s pet!" Ikumi purred cutely, her ears swaying happily.


    Lancelot couldn''t resist as his hands instinctively grasped Ikumi''s wide hips, pulling her down gently.


    He didn''t know if he was dreaming or reality because she felt far too good in his arms; the soft feeling of her meaty ass, the smooth, silky texture of her skin, she was nothing like the half-dead Ikumi of a few hours ago, as her ruby eyes looked up at him, lay on her back, on his small makeshift bed.


    "Master..." Ikumi called sweetly, wrapping her arms around Lancelot''s neck, pressing her breasts against his muscular chest as they kissed passionately under the dim light of the candle nearby.


    He pulled away, forming a string of saliva, their tongues seeking each other mid-air, only for Ikumi''s hands to pull Lancelot''s face closer, kissing once again with wild hunger.


    They fought for dominance but quickly changed roles from time to time.


    It was sexually lustful but full of love, emotions and desires to give themselves entirely to each other.


    Lancelot lost track of time; he knew that they continued kissing for a while, perhaps more. Ikumi moaned loudly, gasping for air several times.


    "Ikumi, I don''t want to use you."


    "I want you as a woman, a lover and my wife... I treated you so badly, pushing you away." Lancelot apologised shamefully.


    Ikumi cupped Lancelot''s cheek, chuckling shyly, "Master is always overthinking," moving slightly as her legs spread apart, a thick silver thread oozing down between her ass as she parted her silvery white fur.


    "Look at how aroused I am, wanting to mate with you all day, every day..." whispering with a blush, spreading her lips, Ikumi shivered upon the cool air, arching her back adorably.


    "Use my pussy, mark it with your scent to show that I belong to Master alone~!"


    "Let everyone know whose woman I am ~" Ikumi groaned softly, biting Lancelot''s lower lip and nibbling it. "We are not like other races; there is a sense of devotion and affection during mating... but Master seems to think I was sad..." Ikumi giggled, squeezing Lancelot''s cheeks together.


    "Master misunderstands things," licking Lancelot''s lips, moaning sexily, Ikumi whispered. "Just feel... Let me show you." Rubbing Lancelot''s cock inside his pants, her eyes narrowed happily at how hard it was as if to break through the fabric to ravish her.


    "Yes! Show me." Lancelot grinned excitedly, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants as Ikumi lifted her upper body for support, watching intently. Her eyes were fixated, admiring every inch as Lancelot freed himself from its confinement.


    Reaching with one hand and stroking slowly while playing with her drooling pussy, using her nectar as lubrication, "It''s bigger than last time, is my body arousing now? Or is it because this is your first time doing it with just Ikumi?" She teased playfully.


    "You are beautiful, so maybe that''s why?"


    Lancelot pushed her shoulders down, his hands stroking her soft bosom, pressing his fingers together to caress and tease her sensitive cherry peaks.


    "Ahn ~ Ahn Haa...." Ikumi bit her index finger, trying to hold back the moan.


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    She couldn''t handle the tingles on her sensitive breasts as her back arched suddenly, trembling pleasantly as Lancelot held her in place while his tip rubbed against her clit with each teasing movement.


    Each stroke made her insides flutter, demanding attention as her heart yearned deeply.


    Ikumi reached Lancelot''s firm pecs, grasping them firmly, digging her nails when the pleasure became intense; her mind went blank, forgetting where they were or what she wanted to say.


    Ikumi struggled for breath, staring at Lancelot, watching his gorgeous rugged facial features, sharp jawline, and toned six-pack that shined in the gentle firelight before lowering his head down between her breasts, biting her nipple firmly as she hugged his head tightly, groaning in blissful heaven.


    Her mind erupted with waves of blissful euphoria flooding through Ikumi''s body as Lancelot positioned himself comfortably and began guiding himself, his tip stroking her entrance, preparing to thrust deep into Ikumi.


    "Ikumi, can I?" Lancelot asked, leaning his forehead against Ikumi''s with half-open lustful eyes, gazing back at him with similar intent as she nodded frantically, clinging onto Lancelot tightly as if afraid he would slip away.


    Lancelot wasted no time; the moment he received Ikumi''s approval, he slammed his entire length to the base in one motion with such incredible might that he shook the small bed while Ikumi wrapped her strong, lithe legs around Lancelot, pulling him closer for intimacy.


    As Ikumi clung closely, burying her head deep in Lancelot''s shoulder, her mouth was wide open. Still, it was silent from the overwhelming sensation of having her tight pussy stuffed into her womb, forced to submit entirely to his size.


    "Ahh... it''s here.... different from always~ no Morgana... just Lancelot and me...!" Ikumi let out a cute whine like a cat.


    Their bodies quickly synched together as Lancelot understood how she liked it as much as she craved each powerful thrust, filling every inch of Ikumi to the brim and claiming everything for himself as he desired.


    "Don''t be so cute; I''ll be forced to devour you..." Lancelot grunted as he kissed her lips, sucking on her sweet, pink tongue that greeted him willingly before Ikumi let out another series of muffled moans; Lancelot relentlessly claimed ownership of her wet cave.


    Swinging his waist back as a slippery wet sound followed with the powerful movement of his hips, slamming into her faster with every movement as Ikumi cried out with lustful moans, tears rolling down her beautiful cheeks, flushed red.


    With each rhythmic connection of their waist intensified, Lancelot relished Ikumi''s pleasant lewd screams as her claws dug deep into his muscles to suppress the crazy pleasure building within, wanting more than before, losing control like never before.


    "Nnn~ different.... so thick, hot... and strange!"


    Ikumi was experiencing these foreign emotions for the first time. She knew that it wouldn''t be possible to return to the shared senses with Morgana even if she wanted as the pleasure continued rising.


    ''Does sex have always been this intoxicating... I thought Morgana made Master better in bed... but this...'' Ikumi gritted her sharp teeth, refusing to lose as she clenched Lancelot''s member fiercely as revenge while smiling at his handsome complexion in pain mixed with pleasure.


    The throbbing bulging veins rubbing Ikumi''s moist walls triggered her orgasm repeatedly as his glans pressed and pulled on her soft fleshy folds, letting lewd squelches leave her snatch, making her shudder in shame.


    Yet, Lancelot wasn''t planning to stop after he realised how submissive Ikumi''s body was under him, clinging lovingly to their closeness and intensity that kept going far longer than expected.


    Ikumi grew weaker beneath Lancelot.


    "Ahh....ha....hmmm...hmmmn~ so good....Mmm!"


    Their bodies filled with sweat glistened under the flames, fuelling their sexual desire more as Ikumi squeaked each time Lancelot bit her sensitive nipple, turning them swollen red until he left a kiss for his apology before switching breasts each time.


    Lancelot unleashed his frustrations while Ikumi experienced a newfound sexual drive she didn''t know existed until tonight; the flames danced intensely, mimicking their passionate night together.


    "AHNNN~!!!" Ikumi reached the final straw, unable to hold any longer as Lancelot seemed to forget about her sore and overly pleasurable cherry peaks to bite her slender snow-white neck roughly.


    His tongue lapped on her sweet flavour before leaving bite marks around, littering Ikumi as his woman, marking his territory possessively, showing it for others to see while riding on Ikumi''s endless stream of orgasms.


    Ikumi tightened tremendously while Lancelot rocked their world; nothing else mattered except themselves at this moment, so many unspoken words were exchanged silently in the dim flickering lights as he continued hammering his thick shaft, smacking Ikumi''s pale ass viciously. At the same time, their hips crashed against each other loudly, with erotic squelches resonating.


    "Giving up already?" Lancelot smirked devilishly, groping Ikumi''s delicious mountain firmly, teasing her erect nipples repeatedly to push her over the edge each time.


    Each thrust hit Ikumi differently after Lancelot discovered her weakness through their intense, passionate embrace.


    Arousal flooded Ikumi''s body as she wished to win for pride''s sake, "never~ hmm...." Ikumi growled proudly.


    She refused to go down without a fight, embracing Lancelot closer with arms and legs tightly, sucking forcefully on his shoulder as her claws scratched Lancelot''s back painfully, leaving visible lacerations as retaliation, forming blood. S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot enjoyed Ikumi''s fiery spirit and refused to hold anything back after recognising the challenge ahead; his hips moved faster, reaching unfathomable speeds, blurring their figures from anyone witnessing the sinful sight.


    Thrust after thrust, Lancelot released countless loads for the past hour of endless mating since they started in silence; Ikumi swallowed most by her greedy pussy with greed, unwilling to lose anything to Morgana as it accumulated within her fertile egg sac to fertilise rapidly.


    She felt her tummy expanding after numerous attempts failed earlier due to Lancelot''s awareness, Ikumi longing for him more.


    Unbearable heat gathered from Lancelot and Ikumi''s continuous love-making session under the sheets, increasing their desires tenfold as time passed; dawn greeted the exhausted couple lying together in mutual understanding.


    Sharing kisses occasionally with tender expressions hidden by Lancelot''s messy bed hair drenched with sweat as Ikumi brushed it aside while nuzzling closely to enjoy the closeness of her beloved mate with their naked bodies pressing against each other to prevent anything from slipping through, neither planned to let go anytime soon.


    She was enduring Lancelot''s explosive orgasm, flooding Ikumi''s insides repeatedly with potent fertile semen, painting her womb creamy white.


    With his hot sperm swirling around and searching for Ikumi''s defenceless eggs, Lancelot panted breathlessly with a tired yet satisfied look.


    Basking in the glow of each other, finally, the pair fell asleep as Morgana, who watched and enjoyed everything, licked her lips as she left the tent, muttering.


    "Thanks for the meal, little sister. You fucked darling real good."


    To avoid them being disturbed, she took command for the afternoon and oversaw the completion of the village while remembering the adorable scenes from the night before with a yawn.

 Chapter 125: Chapter 12: Back To Reality

    There was a loud creaking of cheap wood and the melodic sighs coming from the tent Lancelot was using, which caused most women to avoid it.


    Many wondered who it was as they began morning training, but the question was answered when their Captain was absent from training.


    "Nnnn.... more... Ikumi can still take more... Ha...."


    In the dark room, the thick scent of male and female intercourse flooded with an intense aroma of sweet and sour flavours continuously filled the room as Ikumi''s hips roughly slapped down against Lancelot''s hips, her arms wrapped around his back as her long ears now dancing just like the other mutated girls.


    Each slap of their hips caused Lancelot to grunt in pleasure before he filled Ikumi''s small womb as her body shuddered, milking him for more, but Lancelot didn''t mind. He felt her passionate love with each moment that passed.


    He wanted to drown himself In her love while smothering her in his.


    "Nnnn... it''s hot... still so much! Only for Ikumi."


    "Oh? What happened to the mature way of speaking."


    "Haa... Ikumi did her best, so this much is fine!"


    "Okay, okay, but I think we should continue later. Originally, we would have a little date after I finished my day at the academy."


    "Nnnn.... but it''s still..."


    His hands wrapped around her perky ass, squeezing the soft cheeks, wet with her sweat from the evening of intense copulation, pushing her body up as she whimpered.


    "Ikumi, I am an incubus; it will always get hard for a cute woman I love."


    ''It would get hard for any beautiful woman... If honest.''


    But he didn''t want to upset her, so he told her the sweet line in his heart instead.


    "Mmmm... Ikumi loves Lancelot... So, she will wait till tonight."


    "Good girl."


    ''Such a lewd girl... She had so much and wants more tonight. Hahaha, I guess the greedy Ikumi cannot vanish even if she matures and evolves.''


    Placing a kiss on her lips, Lancelot enjoyed the softness as his hands rubbed her perky butt cheeks, giving her a soft slap before finally letting her up.


    Her tight hole released him finally with a loud shlop as a stream of white leaked out, falling onto the stained sheets below them, causing Ikumi to pout adorably, causing Lancelot''s desire to rise, but he endured.


    The hare with her pristine white fur and lovely long ears hopped out of his tent, her face full of colour and hair shiny and luscious from her evening.


    Many stared at Ikumi, noticing the difference, wondering what happened, but Lancelot smiled, leaning back against the wooden backrest, looking at his system panel to see the time.


    "Still a little time before the first period."


    "Fufu, I thought you would take longer. That girl will probably struggle walking when the night hits her in a few hours."


    ''Ah... your voice makes even the fantasy of angels and the divine seem inferior.''


    Morgana''s true voice sounded almost, causing Lancelot''s crotch to rise for battle once more!


    "Morgana... Don''t surprise me like that!"


    "Ho... you resisted my voice, interesting."


    Her beautiful eyes glanced down to his rising dragon, licking her lips seductively as her dark purple hair danced in the wind, flowing behind her. She reached down, with her fair, creamy fingers wrapping around the veiny member.


    "So, are we leaving for the academy after you wash up?"


    Morgana''s words were nonchalant as her hands moved slowly, wrapping, writhing, teasing and jerking, her wrists and fingers moving in ways that stimulated him in unbelievable ways with the same hand.


    "Haa....what wonderfully skilled hands... I planned to. Why are you coming with me?"


    "Fufu, I have things to do there. Besides, I am bored playing here all the time. Guinevere promised to take me to a beauty salon to make you speechless with my beauty."


    ''I am already...''


    "That is something to expect..."


    "Well, you began to throb inside my hand... do you want to see?" Morgana giggled lightly as her hands, now slick with fluid, moved rapidly, each finger moving independently like a monster devouring her prey.


    She was like a goddess of temptation, causing Lancelot''s mind to become fuzzy with lust, his body begging to be buried in her tight body.


    "Hah... Morgana... I will explode."


    "Oh my~ please, explode... shoot it! Ah... I can feel you directly, finally... It''s so hard, thick and warm." Her smile widened as her fingers increased the pace, a wet, slimy sound echoing with Lancelot grunting as his desires shot into her soft, delicate palms with great force.


    He could feel her touch stealing his vitality and essence, but the recovery almost kept up until he reached this point, and her palm started drinking him dry as Morgana began to pant, her tongue hanging out and a fierce golden light in her eyes.


    "Ha... this taste... Lancelot, you are a feast! No wonder Ikumi couldn''t leave your tent today... Haaa...."


    Her breathing grew heavy as her thighs rubbed together, her pale skin flushed as she brought her palm to her lips, sucking and slurping, swallowing Lancelot''s essence greedily, enjoying every single drop.


    "Haaa... delicious..."


    "Morgana, what are you doing?"


    "Hmmm? Isn''t it obvious?" She grinned, showing her pearly teeth as she finished the last drop, her lips and chin wet with drool as she licked them clean, standing up.


    "I am preparing you for class! We need to hurry; otherwise, we''ll miss the lesson. Guinevere is waiting outside for us."


    "Now you have zero desires; you can focus on swordsmanship, summoning and learning fufu~ that Evaine will know you''ve slept around."


    "Haa... Morgana, you''re cruel."


    "Oh my, why did you shoot more for me in one shot than you did for Ikumi in five? Fufu."


    Lancelot shook his head, knowing that this demoness was sometimes worse than Ikumis, but he loved her anyway.


    Standing up, he washed up and dressed, with Morgana offering her hand twice before they finally left Avalon together; hand in hand, they appeared in his apartment with Morgana in her human form; she looked a little Eastern with her raven hair and gentle eyes.


    "How many times?"


    Guinevere was standing in the living room wearing her uniform with a wry smile as she saw them emerge, a succubus wrapped around an incubus-like husband and wife.


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    Morgana seemed to grow closer to the girls in places Lancelot didn''t know, as Guinevere didn''t get angry but looked away with a red face before pouting.


    "Hmph... stupid matchless cock!"


    ''Matchless cock?''


    Lancelot felt conflicted as Morgana chuckled, walking over and hugging Guinevere, placing a small blue crystal in her pocket.


    He was sure it was recording crystal but only saw a glimpse and wasn''t sure, and his phone began to buzz when he wanted to ask.


    "Hello, Lord Lancelot, it''s Sebastian. I am waiting downstairs. Lady Sumika is already in the car."


    "Ah, thanks, Sebastian. We are coming down."


    Lancelot ended the call, seeing Morgana winking at Guinevere with red cheeks before releasing her, walking over, wrapping her arms around his, and rubbing her soft chest against his arm.


    "Let''s go? Little Guin, enjoy your video fufu~"


    "Shut up..."


    Lancelot didn''t say anything, kissing Guinevere''s forehead as she took his opposite arm as if to rival Morgnana before they headed out, meeting Sumika in the car, who greeted him politely.


    Today, Lancelot felt relaxed, happy and content with such loving women around him.


    ''Evaine... I hope she doesn''t get too angry.''


    When they reached the bottom floor in the lift, Lancelot saw the two servants serving Sumika and Guinevere getting into a second, heavily armoured black car with Tiamat and Sumika''s white-haired kitsune.


    Sumika looked at them from inside the car but didn''t seem angry or jealous; instead, she smiled and waved them over.


    "Come, let''s go, or we''ll be late!"


    "Coming!"


    Lancelot waved back with a smile, entering the car, but Morgana kissed him briefly, sucking on his lower lips before heading towards the second car with Tiamat and Konoha.


    "It''s rude to take this car when the other summoned commanders are in that car; darling, don''t miss me too much."


    Lancelot watched Morgana''s beautiful figure enter the other car before sitting between Sumika and Guinevere, who snuggled closer, resting their heads on his shoulders, filling him with a sense of peace and joy.


    "Let''s go, Sebastian."


    "Yes, Sir!"


    Today was another normal day at the academy.


    Lancelot enjoyed the ride with Sumika, and Guinevere cuddled beside him, smelling their sweet fragrances until they reached the academy.


    Evaine was waiting, seeming to be checking students and their belongings, but the moment she saw Lancelot with two women wrapped around him and another three beautiful monsters and commanders following...


    It was clear she seemed a little angry to most women who saw her face.


    Lancelot waved and smiled, trying to appease her, but Evaine walked over, tapping his chest angrily before rushing off with red cheeks.


    "Student Lancelot, you were absent without notice, and now you parade here with so many beauties. What a great life you have as a troublemaker."


    "Sorry, instructor, I had personal business and forgot to send the message..."


    Lancelot apologised sincerely, feeling Evaine was a little different from usual, but the teacher sighed before waving him off, shaking her head, and walking away.


    "What lies? I can practically see the sex appeal oozing from your damn body; I bet you have a great night of sex, right?"


    Evaine smirked at him, her eyes glowing slightly as if they could see something other mortals and even Lancelot couldn''t see. powered by mvle mpyr


    ''Instructor Evaine...?''


    Lancelot watched her walk away, with Sumika sighing before patting his arm.


    "Don''t worry, Lancelot; Evaine isn''t angry; she just feels lonely."


    "Lonely?"


    Sumika nodded,


    "She just needs your dick, and her mood will improve."


    Sumika said casually, causing Lancelot to stare at her as Guinevere laughed; Morgana smirked, Tiamat blushed, Konoha seemed confused, and the teachers passing by coughed awkwardly.


    ''Who made my cute Sumika so lewd and vulgar!?''

 Chapter 126: Chapter 13: Marianne Le Fay

    Lancelot was sitting at his desk quietly, trying to focus on the less, while he felt a strange gaze coming from behind him.


    ''That little ice fairy keeps throwing small balls of ice at me...''


    ''Why?''


    "Now, can anyone tell me why people are so adamant about becoming lords and fighting in Avalon?"


    Evaine spoke loudly to the class while Lancelot was irritated by the small but freezing-cold balls that kept hitting his head.


    Guinevere beside him was the first to stand up, her beautiful frame in that black uniform drawing the eyes of many, but only Lancelot looked at her behind with no sense of shame or hiding his gaze.


    ''Did her butt get bigger?''


    Morgana was currently hiding in her spirit form wrapped around Lancelot''s back with her lips resting on his ears and cheek as she whispered in her seductive voice.


    "I think she''s getting a lot of protein these days."


    ''Erotic woman be quiet.''


    "Fufu~ it still cannot compare to mine, right? You keep touching it in secret, thinking nobody can see, but Tiamat has already told your little wife."


    His eyes widened, and he suddenly realised why the look Guinevere gave him seemed a little angry and even pouted at him! m vl emp yr exclusive


    "It''s because of several reasons, but the main goal for the empire is the resources that can be found once you have settled into the mainland and have ample miners and the ability to trade with other lords."


    Guinevere''s answer was the most basic textbook answer, but she knew the true reason that the empire sent people into Avalon.


    They were hoping to find one person who could take part in the grand battle to select the new king.


    This event would take part randomly when a king was missing or dead.


    However, the academy didn''t teach this kind of thing until the second and third years, believing it to be unnecessary for the first years.


    ''How stupid the academy is.''


    ''There is one big lie that they tell, and by the time people know the truth.


    ''It''s far too late.''


    Lancelot felt irritated as another ball of ice tapped his exposed ear because of Morgana''s nibbling on the tip, making it slightly damp causing the cold to be even more annoying.


    Since it was getting far too annoying, he opened up his phone hidden in the desk and typed a message to Maria Lovell, the tenth-ranked student who was letting her stupid fairy annoy him.


    ? Classmate Maria.


    Suppose your little ice fairy doesn''t stop throwing ice balls at me. I will find you in Avalon and you.


    ? Sir Lancelot...


    Please forgive Mimi. She just wanted to get your attention... Please don''t kill me! I promise to be of help to you! sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    At the end of her message was a cute rabbit with black fur bowing down with tears in her eyes.


    For some reason, it calmed Lancelot down as he almost burst out laughing, as it reminded him of Marimo the other night in bed.


    ''This girl... She is so cold when speaking out loud, but her text is so cute and expressive.''


    "Do I smell your lust growing for the poor girl... so short, and a big wolf like you is going to gobble her up like a monster."


    ''Morgana... her tits and ass are bigger and more supple than yours...''


    "You bastard! Don''t mention that!"


    The class continued with a debate between the nobles and Evaine, speaking about what good the resources brought the empire, why everyone should aim to contribute and that everyone would receive rewards in return.


    Lancelot was no longer hit with ice balls, but...


    ? Handsome human, how about you let this fairy queen teach you a thing or two about how amazing we are?


    Fufu~ (Smug Ice Queen Emoji)


    P.S. My virgin owner likes you, but she gets all shy and frozen when looking at you.


    Yes... the Ice Fairy Queen was trying to pick him up and asked him for a date.


    When he looked back, the ice face of Maria looked oblivious while the cute fairy was indeed beautiful, but her size...


    ''Don''t blow me kisses! Damn, witch!''


    Because Lancelot was a little cranky with both this fairy and Morgana teasing him, he was a little on edge, so with narrow eyes, he scowled at Maria, making her look strange as her cheeks became slightly pink.


    "..."


    "Lancelot Guinevere and Evaine are watching you."


    "!!!"


    He turned around to find both women looking at him with a strange pout, their eyes travelling towards Maria, who was barely as tall as his chest, but her breasts, thighs, and rump were god-tier.


    ''Let''s just get out of here. I am a bit sick of class already...''


    ''Who even enjoys studying this crap.''


    "You did! In the last life, you were such a nerd in class, taking notes and even speaking in that silly debate in the lower class about resources being important."


    Ignoring Morgana''s banter, Lancelot stood up while doing an epic action of leaving with style since all eyes were already on him.


    Instead of walking calmly like Guinevere had done countless times during break time, he slowly stepped towards Maria''s seat while everyone watched him with wide eyes, especially the fairy Mimi, who had taken refuge in Maria''s collar shirt, hiding her innocent face away.


    He bent forward to give the shy Maria, whose expressionless face held shock deep within those blue eyes, Lancelot whispered to her in the ears in a husky voice, wanting to get revenge on the master for her fairy''s little games.


    "Want to grab lunch with me?"


    He noticed her shake a little from his warm breath, touching those pretty soft white cheeks, which had a dash of red underneath the paleness of those smooth skin tones.


    "Fufu~ someone wants to die," Morgana teased him.


    ''Well, they want to be jealous; let me give them a reason to be. I cannot be a man only for them.''


    As Lancelot had planned, he turned around to smirk at the shocked faces of both Evaine and Guinevere as he arrogantly grinned, showing confidence and cockiness, as if he thought of Maria better than the princess and teacher.


    ''I might seem like a playboy right now...''


    "I don''t think you have any moral grounds to stand on after fucking your teacher and another man''s fiance."


    After Lancelot walked past them, he winked at Guinevere to calm her nerves and stroked Evaine''s smooth porcelain cheek to tease the professor before exiting class.


    Maria didn''t speak; her face was ice cold as she followed with little steps as if to stop her obscene body from attracting more attention.


    Of course, Lancelot had also invited Edward and Laura to dinner; he wasn''t a complete manslut; but he needed to know who was close to his territory as he spent most of last night trying to map the human lands out in his mind.


    While Maria showed little signs of emotions, Lancelot began to understand her a lot better as her messages revealed what she was feeling on the inside; not only that, but her fairy seemed to be like an expressive version of her feelings.


    She was someone shy and froze like ice every time she had trouble speaking or was uncomfortable.


    Even so, Maria wasn''t like many girls whom Lancelot met in his first life, where she acted arrogant or clingy.


    The reason... she was far too intelligent, knowledgeable, and powerful to act or trust men easily.


    Many of her previous interactions were her treating people kindly as she was cautious about potential foes using her or bringing dishonour onto herself and her family.


    ''Yes... I have memories of her, but she was always alone.''


    ***


    In the cafeteria, it was quite high quality as Edward rushed to secure a seat, and Laura took Maria to get the meals, leaving Lancelot alone, confused.


    "Huh? Why do they treat me so well."


    He remembered the past nostalgic battles to get the best food... now he just casually walked to the second floor and sat in the first year''s Elite section without problems.


    ''I wonder if the second years will cause problems...''


    Lancelot sat beside Edward as he filled the table with utensils and four cups of hot coffee and tea; suddenly, the door opened, and everyone in the cafeteria and elite area started making a fuss about something.


    ''What is it?''


    "A woman... A strange... woman."


    Morgana''s words were cryptic as he turned to face the woman and felt a sense of brief confusion as if he were looking at Morgana with the opposite style.


    She was beautiful walking through the elite doors, wearing the black and red third-year elite uniform, her eyes seeming to scan the entire room for someone with her sharp, fox-like eyes shimmering with a golden sheen like a predator on the hunt.


    Her height was five foot, nine inches, with long, messy hair and a demonic smile upon her red lips.


    ''I should know her... but I don''t...''


    "Really!? A woman hunter like you cannot remember her?"


    In the distance, men and women began to rumour about her, and he heard the name, and suddenly it clicked: who this woman was and why she might be here.


    "Marianne Le Fay... The half-sister of Arthur Pendragon."


    "The strongest female Lord in the current era."


    "A tragic woman, with beauty, fame but no luck or fate..."


    "Arthur favoured Guinevere more despite his disgusting lust for Marianne, who for some reason followed him through countless bloody battles!"


    "Oh... isn''t she the one that dies soon? Because of her brother and father''s greed?"


    Morgana said as if she realised who the woman was.


    ''So she knows but chooses not to say anything...''


    "Shut up."


    The reason Lancelot said this was that Marianne quickly scanned every face in the cafeteria, and when she saw him... she instantly smiled darkly as if she found what she was looking for and headed towards Lancelot, making many cry out.


    "Marianne Le Fey... I heard she never smiles, refuses to participate in Avalon and barely does classes!"


    "Lady Marianne hasn''t made friends since she first came!"


    "Doesn''t talk to anyone unless it benefits her clan!"


    "Most students fear her, hate her, and some try to gain her favour since she is rumoured to be singlehandedly carrying the Le Fay Clan!"


    ''Beautiful, young, and tragic as so many men tried to use or gain her love, even Arthur failed...''


    The pair felt a strange spark when her eyes crossed his; golden fox eyes and devilish grey and gold pupils met each other as Marianne stopped before Lancelot, acting arrogant as if everyone else in the cafeteria didn''t exist.


    ''Morgana is technically me right now... So I can fight. What game is Marianne playing by approaching me...''


    Morgana chuckled in amusement as Marianne bent her perfect figure forward; her shapely mounds swayed like a greeting.


    She bowed to Lancelot, causing great excitement as they pressed together tightly. A small smile lit up her captivating yet feminine face, her scarlet red lips tempting Lancelot and others as she introduced herself softly, unlike her fierce fox eyes.


    "Greetings, Lancelot du Lac, son of the former duke family."


    Before she finished her words, Marianne closed her pretty golden-coloured eyes and stopped her bow, leaving everyone shocked, especially Lancelot.


    "Are they going to duel!"


    "Someone might die if those two clash!"


    "Will a Le Fey destroy Lancelot!?"


    Everyone became silent as Marianne paused mid-bow, bending forward so beautifully with her round mountains welcoming, waiting patiently.


    All Lancelot could do was sigh in annoyance, stand up while ignoring Edward''s mutters and Laura''s surprised face that she rarely showed, lean forward with similar elegance, and greet her in a husky tone.


    "Greetings, it is my pleasure to meet the beautiful Lady Marianne Le Fey, daughter of the former Marquess family and Pendragon dukedom."


    Her fox-like eyes narrowed, obviously; she sensed the sarcasm towards her former marquess and the pendragon comment, causing her to bite her teeth together and hide it from everyone else.


    Neither side bowed or greeted each other with respect as Lancelot straightened his handsome back and seated himself, facing Edward and Laura while drinking a cup of tea as Marianne seemed to be finished, too.


    However, Lancelot knew this was the calm before the storm.

 Chapter 127: Chapter 14: The Deadly Duel Offer

    To others, it might seem that Marianne and Lancelot didn''t speak much, but in that short exchange, both of them experienced the frustration of an opponent they couldn''t defeat easily.


    Unlike Arthur, who was mostly strong due to his Excalibur.


    Marianne Le Fay was an honest-to-good genius when it came to swordsmanship and close combat.


    ''Damn, that woman was scary...'' He thought while holding Morgana''s hand to restore the loose ether in his body from the high-speed thought and magic operation to counter her simple greeting.


    [Wow... That woman tried to kill you over fifteen times in a few minutes.]


    ''That''s how she is!''


    Lancelot felt a strange feeling that she should support him and be an ally because he defeated Arthur. He was sure in his last life she was killed by her half-brother and father...


    Something didn''t add up, or maybe it wasn''t the right time yet.


    Edward was the first to speak while Maria and Laura were very quiet and noticed something wasn''t right, but they couldn''t analyse it fully, while the ice fairy began to eat the custard that Maria was trying to save for later.


    "Brother... That woman, she isn''t easy."


    "Of the seven hundred nobles that have tried to court her, half were left eunuchs, and the others were crippled or left near death... I hope you don''t have the idea to put your hand out."


    ''Is this guy insane!? That woman came here just to challenge me to a private duel to the death! How would put my hand out!''


    [Well... if you made her your sex slave when beating her?]


    ''Morganna... I wouldn''t do that...''


    [You might ask her for one fuck, though, right? If you won.]


    ''...''


    [One night with an incubus changes a woman, just like a succubus makes a human woman feel like the man is tossing a sausage down a hallway...]


    "Will you fight?" Maria spoke with her slow, icy voice. It wasn''t that she was mean, but her nerves and thoughts caused her to tighten too much and reply slower than when using messages.


    "Are you worried about me?"


    Lancelot was still in an overactive state due to the several mental battles of forcing his phantasmal swords to counter her simple ether usage.


    He had several small cuts and wounds under his clothes, while she was the same, with her bra destroyed and her breasts completely marked.


    It wasn''t because he was perverted, but her other areas were heavily guarded.


    To Marianne, they were just lumps of fat that caused her disgusting brother and father to ogle her, which was completely unwanted attention for her.


    She wore ether barriers specifically designed to block large force penetration aimed at her body, but it was weak near her breast areas.


    Thus, Lancelot ended up harming her there because it allowed his swords to push aside the armour with greater precision.


    Shaking his head, not wanting to think about the duel, he looked at the strange rank-ten girl and watched her face change as he leaned forward.


    "Are you?"


    The next moment, her fairy kicked his face, with a soft foot with a completely flushed face, causing the table to laugh as he realised this "Ice Cold" woman might not be so ice cold in the first place... as she began to type rapidly on her phone.


    When Lancelot read her message, he almost broke into a loud chuckle at her red face of Maria and looked shy at her aggressive message.


    ? Who is worried... you are just our rank one; if you lose so easily, maybe it will affect all of us!


    Hmph.... (Pout emoji) (Angry Emoji) Idiot!


    Mimi is just scared you will get hurt!


    Maria''s message seemed like an angry lover; perhaps Lancelot went a bit too far... but it made his heart thump a little at how adorable she was right now, seeing her pout, especially after witnessing her emotionless expression since class.


    [Careful...]


    ''About?''


    [Breaking another girl''s crotch]


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    ''You mean heart, right... Right?]


    Seeing her red cheeks and her sending Lancelot a cute emoji, causing the atmosphere at the table to improve, he patted Maria on the head gently, noticing her freezing eyes melting ever so slightly.


    Edward seemed relieved as Maria was known throughout the academy for her cruel behaviour and actions towards men.


    But he had known her for many years, and she used to be a kind girl, but the family when her father died and caused problems for succession and all of them rushing to marry her to their distant relatives seemed to cause trauma to her heart.


    "Shall we eat and forget that woman?" Lancelot suggested while putting his custard to the side, giving it to Maria, whose eyes began to sparkle.


    ''So she loves custard and sweet pudding.''


    ''Wait... Can fairies eat human foods... She just ate custard a minute ago?''


    [Taming a short stack with huge tits, huh... do you have a secret fetish? Is this bug, buxom mommy not enough anymore?]


    ''Come to my room tonight, and you''ll see if you are.''


    [Oho... my little Lancelot is getting all confident! I''d make you cum in four minutes]


    ''Then let me cum all night long.''


    [!?!? Where is my innocent and sweet Lancelot!]


    ''He died after enjoying the pleasures of sex and battle.''


    With Maria calming down a little, Lancelot relaxed alongside Edward and Laura and began eating while chatting about the school and enjoying lunch as Marianne disappeared and acted as if Lancelot and she didn''t have that brief battle a minute ago.


    "Oh yeah, Edward... Have you finished looking for your partner for the first competition?"


    Lancelot said casually while sipping a delicious honey cake dessert that Laura prepared from ingredients and asked everyone to taste it.


    Likely for Lancelot as he gave him to Maria, who still took the honey cake dessert.


    Edward had a face of annoyance as he nodded and responded, clearly displeased about whom he found and then spoke loudly.


    "My partner is, well, the guy dropped out; now he''s paired with one of Arthurs''s goons..."


    "Hmmm... well..."


    "Wanna be mine?"


    Lancelot asked without any serious thought. Normal people would look up to their partners and take weeks or months to learn about them; it was a very important tournament for those like Lancelot, who had no noble backing.


    The winners would be crowned as barons.


    It was good for Edward as he was only an heir of many sons, so it gave him a chance to make a name for himself and push his marriage with Laura forward more easily.


    Edward looked nervous, but Lancelot just smiled, "Honestly, if it were mixed sex, I would have asked Maria, Sumika or Guinevere."


    "Since it''s Males and Females separate until we fight in the eliminations, I want to partner with you."


    Maria stopped eating the honey cake as a slight pink showed on her cheeks. Not even realising he said her name before Sumika and Guinevere on purpose for this effect. The playboy nature of the Incubus sank into his very soul.


    Laura tilted her neck curiously, and Edward clenched his fist... finally nodding his head happily and thanking Lancelot in his way, which was not weird or odd; it suited Edward and made Lancelot enjoy having him as a friend.


    "Let''s set up a week to train together then; by the way, do you guys know where in Avalon you are?" Lancelot smoothly asked, wanting to get some information, but sadly, the lunch bell sounded...


    "Well... let''s speak about it later. I am in a weird place, and there are strange things that I''ll speak about later."


    Edward rushed off to class since they needed to attend different elective classes while Lancelot felt that Maria grabbed his arm for a moment, her face seeming shocked at her action too, before the fairy queen suddenly flew out of her body, and the green eyes returned to their normal colour as she looked at Lancelot.


    "Ah... uhm....!"


    "Messages.... not annoying?" Maria said quietly as Mimi returned to her body; Lancelot laughed as he enjoyed the cool grip, telling Maria that messages weren''t annoying at all...


    His shoulder seemed lighter, and Lancelot finally met a new companion; slowly, his life was changing, with the feeling of dealing with his life as a human, a demon and a lord.


    Maybe it might be stupid or seem like too much work to some, but for Lancelot, as he looked at the beautiful ice maiden who was tapping her phone rapidly...


    ''This life, I feel so fulfilled...''


    [Did you forget that woman asked to meet in the library privately later?]


    ? Can I ask questions from time to time... I don''t want to be too annoying!


    (Cute penguin Emoji) I will repay you! With sweets... or snacks!


    ? Sure Maria. Talk later, study and eat custard properly. Don''t feed it all to Mimi, okay?


    (Big Smile emoji)(Sweating penguin Emoji) Hahaha, you look cute when eating cake.


    (Mariadrooling.jpg)


    The moment she saw the image, her mouth opened wide; standing on her tiptoes as she looked bright red with ice dancing around her body, she rushed away with a strange squeal.


    Lancelot just stared quietly as Laura shook her head as Edward and Maria left while realising that, maybe, he should be more careful... as there were things that might need to be avoided.


    [Don''t worry, that strange girl was probably really happy...]


    ''Maria is cute, though; she doesn''t show her personality often.''


    "Just like Morgana." Lancelot suddenly commented aloud while heading back to class with Laura following him with little sounds of her feet echoing behind his.


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    "Don''t worry, and I will do everything it takes to keep Edward safe and to become a baron."


    "!!!"


    Her steps stopped while Lancelot continued into the classroom, well aware that Laura was worried about her lover but couldn''t say it while he was there.

 Chapter 128: Chapter 15: Battle Against Rank One

    The classes and conversations that Lancelot had were completely blurry to him, spending most of his time absorbed inside his mind, making imaginary fights against Marianne, trying to guess her skills from what his divine eye showed him.


    Yet he struggled to fight for a clear victory.


    Rank one, undisputed queen.


    Mistress of Blades.


    [Seems like the perfect wife for you, not going to lie.]


    [Sword Nerds]


    Lancelot didn''t answer straight away because he took the keycard from his pocket and felt a sense of inferiority for the first time in a while.


    Maybe before you changed me, I might have sought her partnership to find a new way.


    [See?]


    However, Morgana... I am too different now.


    [How?]


    I have fallen too deeply in love with you to see a life without you as my number one.


    Morgana didn''t reply straight away, causing him to smile and step forward with a sense of awe.


    Now, he stood holding the keycard to a private apartment in the upscale nobles'' district. His eyes looked at the huge building and realised Marianne owned the entire thing.


    Maybe I should bring some of the money from Avalon and invest in getting a cool building or somewhere for me and the girls to live, so we never have to be apart...


    That is a good idea.


    [Do you mean that?]


    The loud echo of the thick glass doors opening sounded, with the hydraulics and crack of the latch allowing him entry stopped his reply as he stepped forward, observing the entrance it was high class...


    A golden colour with cream wallpaper depicting various beautiful trees, while the floor was warm, heated and soft to walk along.


    Ah, you are more important to me now than even Camelot. sea??h th§× n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [...]


    It was quite strange for Morgana to be this weird, and because she was wrapped around his body without speaking, it was a little eerie...


    "I want to get married." her words caused his eyes to widen as someone came from the lift wearing armour formed like a maid outfit.


    The maid bowed to him, the sound of her leather crinkling along with the soft sound of her skirt sliding over her black stockings made from fine chainmail.


    "Lord Du Lac? Please come this way; the lady is waiting."


    "Understood, please lead the way."


    Lancelot didn''t want to have any useless trouble and instead followed the maid, her back turning to him to show her soft thighs bulging from the chainmail, even more than his rabbit maids back in Camelot.


    This gave him an idea that would begin a revolution in his citadel.


    If the Rabbit maids wear such lewd maid uniforms, will Morgana help me create metal chainmail stockings?


    Because Lancelot smiled secretly while keeping a stern face to follow the maid into the lift, he didn''t notice Morgana''s excited grin wrapped around his body, clapping her hands together and wondering whether she should copy this woman''s outfit for tonight''s fun.


    On the fifteenth floor of the tall apartment, they exited with Marianne waiting for Lancelot with no weapons by her waist.


    Instead, she wore a low-cut dress with a shoulderless style in wine-red silk, highlighting her seductive form and showing Lancelot her stunning beauty without shame.


    Narrow, upturned fox eyes emphasised her mischievous temperament, while her scars caused him to frown while walking across the hallway carpet and greet her calmly.


    "Lady Marianne Le Fay welcomes you, sir Lancelot Du Lac." Marianne curtsied while pushing her voluptuous bosom toward Lancelot, who tried not to gulp while salivating inwardly over her outstanding shapes of snow-white perfection as they slowly bounced and swayed.


    This woman is a dangerous fox!


    Damn, Morgana better not transform into a seductive vixen, or I will surely break!


    "The pleasure is all my Lady Marianne."


    Lancelot slowly extended his right hand, shaking Marianne''s gentle hand as he kneeled and kissed the back, as was normal etiquette when meeting a noble lady; her mouth opened as if shocked before returning to the normal smile.


    But Morgana noticed her figure floating around the apartment with a devilish grin.


    "Please, Lancelot. Since you beat me today in greeting, follow me to discuss the true topic; I am sure you already guessed?" Marianne stood up, hiding the surprise on her elegant face as she turned around elegantly, exposing her smooth arse in Lancelot''s vision as if she was trying to seduce him, but he felt something was wrong.


    Why would the daughter of Uther and sister of Arthur be so openly seducing him to show her bare buttocks...


    I cannot understand! But I enjoy the sight!


    Morgana... I swear this fox is trying to tempt me!


    [She isn''t.]


    [There is more to her than we realise!]


    Together, the pair walked forward; Lancelot realised he had come without any weapons and didn''t feel it was prudent to fight her with the dragon-slaying sword.


    He wanted to fight her with his best speed, style and beauty.


    Marianne guided them to a huge back room, or maybe you couldn''t even call it that, as the roof was clear, letting the sunlight through while countless wooden swords and other weapons surrounded a huge wooden arena.


    Then a garden surrounded the arena with special trees from countless lands, the eastern sakura, the empire''s willow... so beautiful.


    "I will fight you with everything I have, Lancelot. No games, no tricks. With my beloved body and sword, I will crush you and make you my most trusted servant and toy."


    Instantly, her temperament changed as Marianne started releasing an intense bloodlust aura that froze Lancelot deep in his soul, revealing to him this woman had mastered all forms of close combat and sword fighting...


    Such killing intent, she will rip your limbs off easily with nothing but her flesh!


    Marianna slipped off her dress to reveal a tight sports bra and shorts made of a thin, stretchy black material that didn''t hide anything, as the crease and puffy mounds between her thighs were completely displayed in its beauty.


    "Please, change into these and get ready to fight me." Her soft voice echoed as the same shorts but slightly larger were tossed to him, with a small cup seeming to be used to protect the male reproductive organs... but there was a problem...


    "Lady Marianne... this is far too small, it might damage.."


    "Don''t lie!? This is the one my brother uses, and he says it has lots of room!?"


    [...]


    A cruel sister to reveal her brother''s ordinary package to his enemy...


    "So he''s a hero in everything, but that department..." Lancelot whispered before removing his clothes on the spot to show her.


    [Wow... are you sure you''re not trying it on with his sister?]


    She wants to make me her toy, so why can''t I make her the same?


    Of course, I''m not serious, but she believes I am this small!


    It''s not even big enough for Edward!


    Damn.


    Marianne observed his figure with narrowed fox eyes that grew wider in shock and a strange look she hadn''t shown before while Lancelot easily slipped the small underwear on, shocking the half-demoness fox girl beyond belief, her lips almost saying, No way!!


    "It''s really hanging out... that.... ah... well... I don''t have bigger...."


    "Haha, it''s fine."


    Lancelot just grabbed the cup, tossing it randomly, but it flew towards Marianne, who slashed the thing apart with her right hand straight like a knife.


    "By the way, you said if I lost, you would make me your ally and toy... Then what about if I win?"


    He asked as he grabbed two swords, one small eastern type size smaller than a katana and closer to the wakizashi and placed it in his left hand while taking a thin longsword in his right; both were wooden, but the wood seemed to be specially imported from Avalon.


    "When you win? I become yours and service you willingly whenever and wherever... how does that sound?" Marianne snapped out of the shocking bulge issue that Lancelot exposed as if deciding something and responded while grabbing her chosen swords:


    Two western single-handed swords matched him, facing Lancelot, who shook his head a little amused before entering a defensive stance, and the game to destroy Marianne began...


    "How about the same?"


    "If I win, you become my everlasting ally, helping me whenever in need, and I shall help you, making a soul pledge never to betray me and let''s see... How about we go on three dates?"


    Before Lancelot fought Marianne seriously, he offered a condition and waited with a narrowed grey and golden eye, focusing on her graceful movements.


    "Three dates!? Eh... that''s... Such a cheeky man you are!"


    Wow, she stuttered and acted like an introverted virgin.


    [...]


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    Her voice sounded before she lunged forward, her steps like a gazelle running along the savannah away from a predator, twisting her left hand and lunging with a slash using her right, the force causing a whistle of wind in Lancelot''s ears.


    This woman!


    While Marianne focused entirely on slashing Lancelot apart, he twisted his slim, powerful waist elegantly before stepping off the ground and moving like a swan, matching her beauty with his elegance.


    He moved his elbows gracefully away as her dual strike barely scratched him before spinning on one leg and quickly ducking to dodge her kick coming towards Lancelot, twisting again and rising instantly as Marianne jumped above him with an acrobatic movement, aiming both swords to pierce his shoulders.


    There...


    Like a fierce eagle, his wakizashi penetrated her stomach''s empty guard while his right arm flicked across, using the momentum to dodge her blades and hit her flank with a powerful kick, the force causing the lovely maiden to step back six times before resetting her guard.


    "..."


    "..."


    One hit each, and it took all my focus. This is amazing!


    [Ah... darling''s sword idiot switch was tripped..]

 Chapter 129: Chapter 16: Phantasm Vs Distortion

    Marianne''s eyes seemed to change colour as their blades collided, her strikes like an engine revving up, faster, sharper. She began to collide with Lancelot as her body twisted, curled and folded, using her feminine body to the extreme.


    Deng!


    Deng!


    Clash!


    Lancelot''s blade sliced across the air as she rolled her body back, almost snapping her spine, leaning back so far before she thrust forward with a light kick to break his guard as she snapped back with a deadly combination of thrusts using her left and right to follow up.


    "Haa!"


    This is so fun!


    Her speed and power keep increasing each time we collide, while her strikes become more erratic and blurred!


    Tap! Tap! Tap!


    He found her assault difficult to evade, stepping back with light steps, using his left-handed wakizashi to deflect her blows, taking slight hits to his forearm as her attacks seemed to distort and wrap around his blade.


    Marianne stabbed once using her left while piercing upward using her right with astounding synergy between her arms, forcing Lancelot to stumble back again as he missed his chance to counter.


    Her assault seemed able to easily penetrate his defence as Marianne spun once and swung down with both swords, the air howling from the power as the blow put immense weight onto his crossed blades, creating small, hairline cracks in several bones in his body, causing Lancelot to grit his teeth.


    "Hah!"


    "Ugh...!"


    The overwhelming strength wasn''t the only thing as Marianne''s twin swords slid past his defences using strange circular swings Lancelot felt had meaning; this revealed his chest, with the woman laughing victoriously while slicing hard with both swords, causing the skin upon his pecs to bleed while he coughed with pain flying stumbling back with several steps, close to the ring''s edge.


    "Is this everything you have? Where is that beautiful, enchanting phantasmal sword you showed in the entrance exam!"


    After two years in Avalon, her abilities were immense, and her skill was something he didn''t expect. Lancelot realised that Marianne probably never stopped training in all that time, each day fighting and trying to surpass herself.


    "We said sword only... that is related to ether."


    Her skill was ridiculous and marvellous as he recalled Arthur using these styles frequently when he fought him in the past life, but they were nothing compared to this.


    "Use it! I am using ether to maintain my skills! Fight me with your strongest!"


    It was like a master and a junior as Marianne began to spin during her left downward attack, and Lancelot instinctively knew to block her swing while maintaining a guarded posture against the second stabbing motion due to her twist!


    Clash!


    The twin western singlehanded swords moved as if alive, gripping his defences while Lancelot knew she could perform multiple actions at the same time since she allowed him to use ether.


    He didn''t hold back as the comfortable feeling that he held back started to flow like a raging tsunami. The afterimage of his blades tripled as his speed, power, and strikes explosively increased with every passing strike while the two became an explosion of sharp echos.


    Slash!


    Clang!


    Deng!


    It happened at such a speed that Marianne seemed surprised. The distorted swordsmanship she spent over a decade perfecting slowly fell into a rhythm, unable to counter his beautiful purple sword.


    Like a butterfly caught in a dream, Lancelot guided her with his strikes, slowly cornering Marianne, hitting her tiny bumps of fat covered by athletic clothing with several thrusts, causing her cheeks to blush and lips to bite into a bloodthirsty smile of ecstasy at his beautiful attacks.


    "More!"


    Her voice was ecstatic as she began to glow with a dark red ether glow, her sword becoming blurry to Lancelot''s demonic eye, but his divine eye saw through her trick!


    She''s using her wrists to move the blade and create a vibrative force rapidly! Making it seem like her blades are bending and distorted!


    "Marianna, I am coming!"


    "Come, keep coming until I can no longer stand!"


    [...]


    [These two don''t realise how erotic this is, do they?]


    [Their clothes are torn, hanging off both almost naked from the waist up, panting and sweating, screaming "come" over and over... the poor maids are bright red!]


    Their fighting style was extraordinary and extreme! He found Marianne to match the title Mistress of Blades as the battle dragged on for twenty minutes nonstop, yet they didn''t stop, matching each other perfectly and pushing each other to higher levels.


    His blades no longer relied on pure ether to fight, as the purple colour faded and became a dark red mixed with black, the exact colour of his demonic flames each strike now causing Marianna to deal with three blows.


    Her eyes didn''t seem to care as he cut her chest open with small cuts, her eyes glowing with a golden light, as her blades were evolving the same.


    It was as if the two were made to fight each other, to be each other''s grindstones, like muses of the sword.


    "Ah... faster!"


    Though Lancelot was stronger, Marianne''s instinctive reactions allowed her to cause greater harm, and whenever the pair got serious, they began to reach drawbacks, breaking and ending the duel.


    "Hah!"


    Soon, the time counted upwards; over forty minutes elapsed, and their attacks were brutal, fast and deadly, one strike catching Marianne''s throat, causing her to choke, before lunging at his body, hitting his collarbone, the blade snapping as the bone seemed to shatter.


    "I want more!"


    "Here I come, Lancelot!"


    They alternated between the assailant and defender, the floor filled with their sweat as both held one sword, the other broken into splintered wood.


    Forty-seven draws, neither wanted to lose, seeking victory!


    Marianne''s eyes changed from that of seeing a potential enemy or ally, and her eyes were like a female seeking a partner each moment she did nothing but watch Lancelot''s figure, pushing him further and further to see his limit while Lancelot enjoyed the exhilaration Marianna gave him for many reasons as he unleashed everything.


    Crack


    Both sides'' injuries mounted up while using ether to recover from the most severe wounds, not listening to reason; however, Lancelot forgot one minor thing...


    ''Shit....!''


    Suddenly, he spotted an opening as Marianne lunged forward, his left fist smashed into her abdomen, causing blood to splash from her full lips. Marianna vomited a mouthful and staggered as his knee struck her sternum, dazing her further.


    He forgot what he was; in the midst of their battle, his demonic side began to show.


    Grabbing Marianne by her hair and slamming her to the ground, his instincts took over Lancelot, wanting to mount her and finish her before someone threw a white towel across his face, with Morgana looking at him with soft eyes.


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    Ah... I almost lost control, and this woman made me so crazy with lust and desire... both as a woman and a warrior, like Rena.


    Marianne collapsed on the floor groaning as Lancelot felt his exhaustion catch up with him, falling beside the dizzy beauty; he watched with gentle gold and grey pupils at Morgana pulling something out of a brown bag and injecting Marianne and himself with a healing salve, as the maids rushed to prepare bandages and treatment. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "It was amazing... Marianne."


    "Y-You too... Lancelot..."


    They looked at each other differently, as if through their swords; each other''s personality was completely portrayed, even his bottomless lust at the end, as a red hue painted the vixen''s cheeks as she was tended to by her maids.


    "Stay for dinner; I want to talk more with you about swords... and us."


    "I..."


    The moment he seemed to be rejecting her, she suddenly stumbled forward, her large, soft breasts pressing against his chest as if she cared nought, looking into his eyes with hers gleaming brightly.


    "I will help you restore the du Lac family to their rightful place."


    Her words didn''t mean anything to him at first, but when he realised what they meant, Lancelot''s chest stirred, although he could become a noble in his own right...


    A longing always existed in his heart, the name and image of that kind woman who cradled him.


    "Do you swear on that promise?"


    His hand lifted her chin, causing the maids and Morgana to look awkward as the two practically held each other, seeming to be about to kiss.


    "If you stay..."


    "If I stay? Thank you, Marianna... You will never regret supporting my family."


    She placed both palms against his chest before letting out a sigh of hot air. The scent was sweet with a hint of spearmint, "I do not support your family, but you alone... fool."


    He was her only ticket to save her mother and restore their lives to normal. Thus, Marianne slowly pressed her lips against Lancelot, leaving Morgana, Lancelot himself and the maids shocked before he began kissing her hungrily.


    "... Stay... please..." She spoke between hungry kisses as Marianna was greedy for more.


    He tried to push her away, but her grip was like a snake that captured her pray, wrapping around Lancelot, completely dominating Marianna leaned towards his earlobe, gently licking with her red tongue, sending electrifying pulses travelling through his spine directly affecting his nether region...


    "Stay! Fufu."


    Marianne pulled away, sucking the last of his taste and saliva into her mouth as she skipped away, letting the maids put a robe on her body, smiling brightly as Lancelot felt this woman was even scarier than Rena or Morgana!


    I feel like this was her plan from the start...

 Chapter 130: Chapter 17: A Possible Alliance

    After teasing Lancelot, Marianne left with her robe, seeming to give the maids in order to help him change into something more fitting, as they brought a black and silver suit made of fine spider silk and monster leather.


    "Lord Lancelot, our mistress has requested that we help you change into a new set of clothes."


    A polite maid who seemed to be around thirty years old, but those who served lords or were troops themselves became hard to tell as her voice was filled with elegance, maturity and wisdom as she professionally helped strip him completely.


    [Wow... the future king of all demons, undressed and clothed by human maids...]


    Quiet...


    They are really good at their jobs.


    He didn''t feel embarrassed but could swear the mature maid cupped his balls and seemed to measure his phallus while helping him change, but because her face didn''t show any sign of embarrassment or lust, he didn''t mention it.


    "You really like mature women, huh? My cute little husband, do you want me to be mature and sexy?"


    Nothing wrong with sexy women in their prime, more skilled and knowing what they desire. If you want to be mature and sexy, my bed is always open.


    "My dear king, you know I would be the first in your bed if only you wouldn''t be sucked dry in minutes."


    We won''t know without trying; don''t underestimate me.


    "Fufu... I''ll be sure to remember these words when you''re beneath my hips, gasping for mercy."


    Tsk... Perverted mare, I will spank that fat ass of yours!


    "Please~ Master, Morgana has been a bad, bad girl."


    Unknown to the maids who were helping him cleanse his body using magic before finishing his suit and fastening his silver waistcoat with a red flower in the chest pocket.


    Currently, Morgana was dancing with her back turned to him, and her buttocks pushed out as she lowered her thong to tease him, her tail dancing in the air, writing, "Cum taste my juicy ass." leaving a pink trail of light.


    ...


    Lancelot could only grimace as his crotch reacted, causing the poor younger maid to let out a yelp with her cheeks flushed red seeing the huge bulge appearing only a few centimetres from her face as her brown eyes looked up at him with an innocent look, like a deer facing a lion with her chestnut hair swaying over her shoulder.


    "Forgive me, you are all too beautiful." Lancelot lied with a bitter smile, not wanting to make the poor girl feel awkward, but hearing his words, she just swallowed before nodding and tending to his suit with her needle, adjusting the crotch and pockets to give more room with her trembling hands and bright red face.


    "My darling is always flirting and seducing other women, young maidens or seasoned milfs... Lancelot of Camelot has no unwanted women."


    Shush, I don''t want anyone younger than nineteen!


    "Fufu, such a cute man. I really love you. Why do you make my womb and heart so warm and tingly?"


    ... Fuck!


    Lancelot felt he had lost for some reason as he bit his teeth inwardly.


    In reality, he felt that Morgana was helping him calm down, able to separate himself from the intense feeling after duelling Marianne with her actions. He was now less likely to fall for any tricks and could think clearly.


    He didn''t come here to sleep with Marianne or lust for her; Lancelot wanted to make a secret alliance to help each other in the future.


    Thanks, Morgana, your lovely, plump ass helped me wake up.


    "Ahaha, then reward me with your tongue later?"


    Sure, anything you want.


    ***


    "Lord Lancelot, allow me to guide you to the dining room where the lady awaits."


    Once again, the mature maid with mouse blonde hair and thin glasses hiding her lovely hazel eyes spoke before slowly guiding him along the hallway''s smooth oak wood flooring to a door with engravings depicting horses, lances and beautiful ladies dressed in chainmail battlesuits similar to Lancelot currently wearing with several rings floating in the sky, showing different sceneries of lands that fascinated him.


    "May I ask your name?"


    The maid looked back, her lips moving for the first time, showing a kind smile, as her soothing voice followed, "Hildegard."


    However, despite the gentle voice that felt as if her words were softly stroking his ears and caressing his face, Lancelot himself felt a sense of terror. This woman was one of Marianne''s strongest troops and her commander!


    He couldn''t believe she served as a simple maid and was so humble when treating him like a dear guest.


    How...


    "Oh My?" Her voice was a little dissonant to his reaction, tilting her head.


    "Do you, perchance, know my name?"


    It was strange because Marianne had yet to reveal the strength of her army; not Arthur nor even her father knew of the troops she had after Marianne had a dummy commander and troop to trick them whenever they tried to pry.


    The appearance of Hildegard and Brunhilde only happened after she tried to usurp the Duke title from her father.


    Lancelot didn''t care to hide what he knew, instead stopping and giving a polite and elegant bow towards her, "It is with great honour that I meet one of the twin battle maidens who serve Lady Marianne."


    "Oh ho ho, I don''t know what you mean, young lord. Are you mistaken?"


    "Worry not. I am no threat, nor do I have no reason to become your master''s enemy, especially one that is like a daughter to you."


    Hildegard didn''t reply straight away as they slowly started to walk once more, but her eyes became a touch sharper.


    "Do you imply our true identity, young lord? Or may I simply ask... how you know of Brunhilde and myself?"


    "Young maiden Hildegard, It would be an insult to say I am ignorant, and I''m also afraid I cannot share how I came across such information; however, I am aware of your prowess in battle."


    As if finally guessing something, Hildegard nodded her head before pointing at another room door to enter and disappearing without a word. Lancelot knocked twice and entered a tall room decorated much fancier than the arena room. The seats were ornate red leather, while the table was ancient and seemingly expensive to repair, with strange runic inscriptions written across its surface in silver ink.


    Lancelot approached the centre of the long rectangular table''s headrest; Marianna sat opposite of him as her fox-like eyes glittered mysteriously in the candlelight.


    On the table rested the finest food he ever witnessed outside Avalon or Morgana''s cooking.


    Steamed lobster coated in garlic butter drizzled over greens sauteed in olive oil, medium-cooked rib-eye steak coated in sea salt while surrounded by roasted vegetables presented in art on a black ceramic dish coated in a yellow butter sauce made Lancelot swallowed nervously while smelling the rich scent of the aroma coating his nostrils.


    Fresh sourdough bread baked and cut neatly was paired well with olive oils for dipping with soft chocolate cheesecake at the centre with fresh fruits of various types decorating the background with a wine glass goblet near Marianne.


    Finally, there were various wines, liquors, and alcohols Lancelot had never encountered before.


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    Yet, before tasting this gourmet meal fit for kings...


    "Oh, isn''t that the same maid as before? How did her breasts shrink, but her ass became more rounded and erotic?"


    Morgana''s words awoke Lancelot from his idle worship of the amazing meal before a maid ushered him into a seat facing Marianne.


    His eyes observed the mature maid with light brown hair tied in long drills, a half-braid and dark blue eyes like sapphires shining in the dark.


    "Brunhilde, I presume?"


    His question caused the maid named Brunhilde to pause momentarily.


    Marianna, enjoying her goblet of wine, laughed a little before putting her chalice down.


    "Oh my, how did such a young and handsome man with no background discover my biggest secret? It''s rather intriguing."


    Marianne''s words were filled with both aggression, curiosity and a slight touch of playfulness as she leaned back, her off-shoulder dress slipped down, revealing her alluring curves wrapped in that exquisite white lace bodice corset highlighting Marianne''s stunning form like an hourglass.


    "..." Lancelot kept quiet about how he discovered her hidden commanders but instead decided to answer cryptically because her sacred guard, the Einherjar, currently protected the entire room each maid, even the cute girl with brown eyes that blushed at his crotch was a highly trained battle maiden and likely equal to Marimo or Ikumi in strength.


    Yet Marianne kept that secret hidden because Arthur searched high and low to make sure she could never stand against them, using both her mother''s weak heart and other tricks to keep her shackled down until her mother finally gave her daughter the freedom to avoid her falling to the clutches of Uther and Arthur who killed the Emperor and no longer needed to keep pretences.


    Her commanders being strong maidens was unknown.


    However, Lancelot guessed it would bring unwanted trouble as Marianne likely sent the Einherjar somewhere to gain more power for the final part of her mother''s recovery procedure from Uther''s cruel methods of punishment.


    But after her defeat at Arthur''s hands, she lost everything piece by piece.


    "I would prefer not to tell you how I know."


    "However, the Einherjar being your most powerful secret and trump card to save your mother, I must give an equally valuable secret of my own before you can relax, right?"


    "Are you willing to listen to me speak without interruption and remain calm if my secret is also important, Marianna Le Fay?"


    "... Is your knowledge about my Einherjar so significant you dare test me like this?"


    "Hmmmm, I know of all the maids I''ve seen today. All of them are members of your secret force, and you are currently having most of them hold a dummy territory in the demon kingdoms to avoid being found by Arthur."


    "..." Marianna narrowed her narrow vulpine eyes before giving a glance at Brunhilde, who disappeared in a flash the next moment her spear lunged towards Lancelot, but his face was undisturbed, as a beautiful demoness manifested, her black scaled gloves grasping the silver spear and held it in place with a peaceful smile on her face. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Morgana''s voluptuous body, her lewd attire showcasing the valley between her round milk udders that far outmatched Marianne''s, caused the commander Brunhilde to backstep instantly.


    "Haa, haa..." Morgana floated onto Lancelot''s lap before sitting casually while crossing her legs as if watching the entertainment unfold. Marianne glared daggers toward Morgana, who licked Lancelot''s cheek, moaning a little erotically.


    "By the way, Marianna, I need you to feed me; that way, my Lancelot knows I am happy following his command, unlike this unruly slut commanding her subordinates to attack my future king."


    "Don''t cause trouble, Morgana."


    "Mmhm~ then serve me lots later, darling."


    Lancelot didn''t fear the attack from the start; even without Morgana showing off to earn a reward, he was confident in stopping the attack alone.


    "Allow me to introduce my commander and wife. Morgana, Queen of the succubi and daughter of the missing king of Avalon."


    "Is this enough of a secret for you to lower your aggression, little Valkyrie?"


    Marianne looked at him as if analysing the situation before she sipped her dark wine, the thick ichor staining her lips as she seductively licked them clean.


    "Then, knowing everything and my enemy. What is your request?"


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulders, taking a goblet of the same ichor, smelling the scent, enjoying the warm tones of dark berries and caramel mixed with a smokey tobacco flavour.


    "I want an alliance with you."

 Chapter 131: Chapter 18: Show Me Your Worth

    "Win the first competition of the year, and I will support and ally with you unconditionally."


    The final words of Marianne sounded in Lancelot''s mind several times before he found himself walking along the rich streets of the noble district, having rejected her offer to give him a ride home.


    Morgana was now back in her spirit form, clinging to him and making teasing remarks.


    "Why did you leave? She even offered you the chance to stay over." Her fingertip stroked along his chin while pressing her cheeks against him, kissing them several times as she enjoyed his reactions to her.


    "Because the eyes of Brunhilde and Hildegard were no joke!"


    "Hmmm... yet you wanted to bed her, right?"


    "Not as much as I wanted to bed you."


    The two continued to bicker and flirt along the path home slowly, passing other noble kids studying late and maids rushing home with supplies to make delicious snacks for morning breakfasts.


    Some groups stopped chatting amongst themselves, gazing curiously at Lancelot and his clothing, wondering who he was before deciding he was likely the son of another house''s noble, while girls discussed how attractive he was, mostly influenced by Morgana whispering things in his mind as the playful Queen teased him.


    It was then that Lancelot met a familiar face, but he couldn''t quite remember as she seemed to struggle to carry several barrels along the cobbled road, her arms bulging with modest but tight muscles while her pretty ginger hair was tied in a bun with two long bangs covering her cheeks and forehead. S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Want some help?" Lancelot stepped forward without even thinking; Morgana glanced quietly, leaning her breasts against his back, rubbing gently before whispering a sentence that caused Lancelot to swallow...


    "So kind, my master! Maybe she will give you a nice blow in the back of her shack!?"


    Her body shuddered, almost dropping the stacked barrels; as Lancelot stepped forward and grabbed three of them, feeling their weight, he felt even more impressed with this girl in the dark, cold evening carrying such heavy items alone.


    He felt a bit regretful, what if this was her way of strength training and was about to apologise when she looked at him with an angry face at first, but the moment she saw his face it changed, as he also remembered the girl.


    "Oh, it''s the pretty barmaid!"


    "The handsome Lord with a funny friend!"


    Morgana didn''t know this woman and felt a little shocked, wondering when he met such a cute and pretty girl when she was away.


    "Was your name Lancelot, a first-year at the academy? The girl was the barmaid he noticed was training to become a lord and gave extra money to, but seeing her strength, he wondered if she was just a training lord.


    "Ah, it''s nice to see you again. I don''t think I caught your name."


    "It''s Miri! Ah, sorry, My lord can just call me maid Rita!" Her friendly laugh reminded Lancelot of Marianna but was less dangerous and more cheerful and energetic.


    "Would Miri like me to carry these barrels wherever you need?"


    "Eh!? My lord does not need to! I wouldn''t dare cause you problems..."


    Despite that, the two were already walking side by side and in perfect sync; whether it was Lancelot slowing his speed, holding more than half of the barrels or Miri who increased her pace to avoid him growing tired, it was unclear, but the pair didn''t seem to have any intention of splitting apart. read first on m v _l,e m _p _y _r


    Morgana didn''t miss this, whose figure clung tightly while nuzzling Lancelot; Miri glanced many times but only wondered why Lancelot sometimes leaned forward or nearly fell despite his grasp and gait being so solid and steady.


    "Why does the cute barmaid treat you so intimately... Hmmph..."


    Morgana felt sulky and jealous seeing Lancelot caring for another woman she didn''t know, so she got annoyed. But Morgana enjoyed watching Lancelot interact with Miri as the pair happily moved to a small pub with a homely feeling; the location was close to the academy, just behind a tall tower, a cathedral that prays to the God of light.


    "I... I can take it from here; my dad is pretty strict." Miri noticed her parents in the window, speaking and joking with the regulars before noticing her standing beside Lancelot and bringing barrels toward them.


    Suddenly, she quickly dropped her three and snatched away the remaining four, rushing ahead inside to prevent her father from cursing Miri harshly again because he thought men wanted to steal her away because of her extremely attractive appearance.


    Lancelot tilted his head before entering slowly as Morgana said nothing and watched Lancelot get hit in the head with a spatula.


    "Pervert! Don''t cause trouble to my sweet angel Miri! Such a handsome, flirty lad is coming to harass our precious Miri away. Get the hell out!"


    Before Lancelot could respond, the rugged old man with the Celtican accent was sent flying by a woman punch; her face closely resembled Miri''s, with fair skin, a few lovely freckles and ginger hair, and her muscular arms revealing where the heritage came from.


    "Oh, sorry, husband, the young lad was just helpin'' or sweet Miri, and she is troubled by your meathead. How will she ever get a husband with your overprotective antics?"


    This might have been a nice sermon if she wasn''t beating him repeatedly with each word, causing the old man to let out sounds as if a man drowning in the ocean.


    "What a strange family..." Morgana mused before a soft hand gently pulled Lancelot into the bar and through to the back room. Miri was now wearing her barmaid outfit and tied her hair in a braided ponytail.


    "Haa... I''m sorry, my da'' is just super protective. Please do not be too angry."


    Lancelot didn''t mind but enjoyed the slight Celtican accent that began to show through her voice, but he thought it was cute, smiling politely as Morgana acted strange.


    "Why are you ignoring me? Do you enjoy the busty ginger better than your super sexy and sensual succubus wife? Uuuu..."


    Calm down, Morgana.


    At the same time, Miri served two cups filled with coffee, ushering him to sit down, "I don''t have much; this is my thanks for the help. Honestly, my arms were tried." She sat opposite before tapping the chair beside him.


    "This hussy is lying! Lancelot, beat her!" Morgana''s jealousy was strange; somehow, it made Lancelot curious why.


    Why are you so unsettled, darling? You are my wife, and it''s not like I''m bending her over the table and fucking her plump ass from behind.


    Besides, shouldn''t you help calm my lust?


    "... Ahem..." Miri smiled brightly as Lancelot tasted the coffee; she didn''t notice that he was currently being grilled by a jealous succubus who had lived millennia.


    "How is the academy? Are you doing well?" Miri asked; her blue eyes were like ocean gems, sparkling under the open sea.


    "It''s pretty fun."


    "I bet you are popular with the ladies, so handsome and powerful with the sword."


    Her words made him feel good, but did he ever mention or show her him using a sword? Morgana slowly calmed down as Lancelot enjoyed Miri''s pleasant conversation while he told her stories about school and Avalon, leaving out a few things but most of the antics of his cute hares were told; Miri often smiled with relief hearing he was healthy and enjoying his studies.


    Their casual talk stretched until the evening grew into the night; suddenly, he realised something odd before tapping his forehead lightly...


    How did I spend so much time talking to a stranger while ignoring Morgana?


    Lancelot wasn''t sure why, but talking to Miri felt different; it was comfortable, and she only spoke or interjected the moments most timely, allowing his stories to flow and them both to have a great time.


    Slowly, Morgana melted away into Lancelot''s inner consciousness as her jealousy faded into understanding, remembering something and why this girl felt different, special, unique...


    "She reminds me of you."


    Miri and I are similar... How?


    "Your soul slightly resonates with hers? There is a small gap, but you both belong in the same world... no, that cannot be..." Morgana''s voice was a little distorted and hard for him to hear, and all he heard was their souls resonating, and he thought it was a good thing.


    Shortly after, her dad came into the room and shooed Lancelot away. He was forced to walk home in the dark, thinking to himself.


    "I wonder why Morgana suddenly vanished, though..."


    His steps stopped near a fountain overlooking a magnificent tree that bloomed colourful leaves at nighttime; the air was cold as his breath formed a soft white cloud with each breath before his phone began to tremble in his pocket.


    Brrrr


    Opening the call, he didn''t check the name and answered the call and smiled when he heard Sumika and Guinevere''s voices shouting for him to come home for dinner and that they wanted to know what happened because he suddenly left.

 Chapter 132: Chapter 19: Are You Sure?

    "My little angel, are you sure about that boy? He seems like a ladykiller who has many other women hidden..."


    Miri looked at her father with a soft smile.


    The old man was always trying his best to protect her, but she shook her head and gave a wry laugh. "Dad, he doesn''t even hide them."


    "That lil'' bastard!"


    "Oh, cut it out!"


    Her mother looked at her daughter with sharp eyes, their power beyond her dad''s, causing the entire bar to shudder as glasses and plates cracked, turning to dust from their mental confrontation.


    "I see..."


    "You want to be with him, even though our family''s agreement is basically null, and he seems to be just an ordinary boy?"


    The beautiful daughter once again shook her head as she showed an affectionate and obsessive smile on her soft pink lips.


    "No, Mother, Lancelot is special, the most wonderful and determined man in the entire universe."


    "If god gives him a stick, he will wave that stick until it can kill even the gods."


    "If god removes his arms, he would fight with his legs and body."


    "Mother, that ordinary boy defeated Arthur after only one week in Avalon, and Arthur released and united his knights of the Round Table."


    Miri stopped speaking as her face turned bright red, breathing heavily with her eyes full of affection and a strange obsession that caused her mother and father to feel their daughter was a lost cause suddenly and were thankful that boy existed.


    "To beat that boy... Ok, I will give him a chance, but you cannot sleep with him."


    "Eh?"


    "Until he has proven to be worthy of my cute little treasure. I ban you from lewd and erotic things. Look at your eyes and that face! Such a naughty girl, come here so the mother can spank your ass!"


    Instantly, the serious mood faded as Miri''s mother grabbed her in one arm, the poor girl hanging while trying to fight back, but to no avail.


    "No, Mommy, I won''t fight! I won''t fight. Don''t spank!"


    Miri might have been a genius who awakened as a Lord when she turned eight years old, but currently, she was playing a regular student all so she could meet Lancelot once again in the same way.


    As her ass was spanked and she received a sermon from her mother, Miri closed her eyes and endured the pain or lack thereof, due to her changes since being reborn in this world once again.


    Lancelot is so fucking handsome and powerful this time... I almost jumped his bones and violated him right there...


    Ah... why doesn''t he remember me, our love... my body?


    But it seems that slutty demon has changed some of his memories!


    [No... don''t be so violent. I believe that he suffered so much trauma and the fact you look so different to when he met you and shared a bed with you that his mind likely won''t remember you until that moment.]


    Really? He will remember me, remember us?


    [You should focus on your strength that succubus queen is not just any succubus and is the daughter of the last king of Avalon...]


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    [My power is limited... I am not the same Archangel as before, so please be careful. It took all my power to help your mind return to this age once again...]


    Yeah... Yeah... I know you were super important and known as the most beautiful angel in the past.


    Before, you betrayed your father like a bad girl.


    [Please calm your jokes and never speak my father''s name in vain. You are my Lord, not my master.]


    I know... I know...


    "Ahhh... Mommy, stop hitting my ass; what if it looks strange when he sees it!?"


    "Who said he''s going to see your ass! You damn slutty girl!"


    Once again, her father was reminded of who wore the pants in this relationship, and suddenly, he felt pain in his chest seeing the crying eyes of his daughter but being powerless to help against such a powerful beast.


    So he decided to beat that damn Lancelot boy the next time he met him to get even.


    ---


    Meanwhile, Lancelot just arrived at his apartment to find the two women waiting at the lift like lost puppies rushing towards him the moment he appeared.


    "Master! You took so long; the food got so cold!"


    "Husband~ Your wifey needs energy tonight. Want to cuddle and enjoy each other''s embrace before resting with those huge jugs pressed on your cock..."


    Both Guinevere and Sumika seemed hungry for their food and warmth, hugging each side while nuzzling their bodies into his chest, pushing out their hips in case Lancelot wanted some loving attention; however, their cute behaviour caused Lancelot to pat their heads while heading inside his luxury room.


    "You smell like alcohol. Did you go drinking?"


    "Ah... there''s a scent of another woman''s perfume!"


    Sumika and Guinevere were like not stopping machine guns, speaking and asking him where he was, which only made Lancelot smile somehow. They were so refined and held back in Avalon and treated him with respect and awe.


    But here, I am just Lancelot.


    Their lover and classmate.


    "I really missed the two of you here, in my apartment like this."


    Lancelot said, grabbing both girls by the waist and lifting them as he rushed into the living room and launched himself onto the huge sofa, both girls letting out a high-pitched squeal as they dropped down with him.


    "Muuu, darling, is unfair! Tell us everything you did. I had to put up with Sumika acting crazy for a few hours..."


    Guinevere pouted and started acting spoilt before rolling on top and sticking her large bust against Lancelot, squishing them on his pecs; he enjoyed how she rubbed them gently across, licking her lips as Guinevere waited for his kisses, so eager to receive some loving kisses to stop being upset with him.


    "Master! Me too... I don''t want to be left out!" Sumika rolled onto his lap, using her small body to her advantage and acting cute, causing Lancelot to use his two arms to hug both, kissing each forehead softly before telling them how his day went...


    With some details removed.


    There was no reason to talk about the deal with Marianna or Miri tonight. He didn''t want to make them even more jealous, and Miri wasn''t anything he needed to hide, but somehow...


    These women would probably visit the pub just to see her or investigate and cause that old man to beat him again.


    After finishing his story about duelling Marianne to Morgana appearing, they soon shifted the topic to Avalon, and Guinevere asked about Lancelot helping her to solidify her territory defences and make it match his Camelot...


    "Are you sure you want to match me?" He asked with a curious gaze while the adorable princess was coy for a change, looking away before muttering her reply.


    "It''ll all be yours one day anyway... Aren''t you my future husband?"


    She acted shy saying it like that... Lancelot recalled seeing that adorable princess covered in blood once upon a dream that felt more real, especially after his connection with Morgana allowed him to watch all the world''s events involving him and understand his journey.


    I cannot let her stand alone again and die in a place I cannot see... no matter what.


    Why... Why do you do such crazy actions, Guinevere?


    Does fate want you to suffer endlessly... why couldn''t I save you before?


    "Hee... Darling?" Guinevere blinked her blue pupils at his silence while Lancelot kissed her tenderly before running his palms over her soft cheeks, affectionately pulling on her lips with his, their kiss continuing for several minutes as she seemed to melt under his tenderness. read more at NovelFire_mp,y,r


    For once, Sumika didn''t interfere. Instead, she sat quietly beside him with a gentle smile as if waiting her turn for the same endearing kiss.


    ***


    An hour later, the three sat together at the dining table, a feast of


    Various seafood delicacies drizzled with oils and olive butter, marinated roast duck served with citrus fruit dipping sauce and carved ribs sprinkled with freshly chopped black pepper coating Lancelot''s plate with Guinevere carefully spreading homemade creamy mash potato coated with melted cheese over his perfectly cooked fish.


    Sumika sat beside Lancelot in a sombre atmosphere as her pupils faintly trembled. Guinevere''s loving touch continued while placing various delicious greens surrounding Lancelot''s steak sauteed in garlic butter with onion crust on its surface.


    She is still waiting for her turn...


    When Sumika looked at Guinevere and Lancelot together, her heart began to beat madly with each touch, but somehow it slowly started to vanish as she felt at peace and comfort, causing her eyes to brighten seeing how gentle they appeared even doing the simple act of serving a meal...


    Lancelot smiled at Sumika before mouthing; I''ll make sure to give you some attention later, I promise.


    Which seemed to cause her to lighten up and eat her meal properly as the trio''s night finally began in earnest with two females constantly looking towards the bedroom as if racing to the finish line in their competition.

 Chapter 133: Chapter 20: Finally [R18]

    Lancelot''s muscular body shone in the silver moonlight that peered through the open blinds, cascading across his body as Sumika''s legs wrapped around either side of his hips trembled while convulsing as copious amounts of white cream bubbled and poured from her opening.


    Beside them, Guinevere was no better with her soft, squishing pale ass shown in the argent light, with both holes oozing the same white goo as her eyes were rolled back and buried in a soft black pillow.


    The trio had been enjoying some adult time since he returned and finished eating; it was almost three in the morning, and Lancelot was no longer tired.


    It''s like the more I have sex, the more energy I have...


    With a wet pop, his member slipped from the gaping entrance of Sumika and began to flood onto the quilt as her legs collapsed.


    Now completely unconscious, Lancelot was about to get up, a soft, elastic body wrapped around his back, the soft feeling of her warm breasts squishing against his muscular back and the hard nipples brushing along his skin...


    It drove his senses into overdrive as her very scent was enough to make him fully erect again after seven shots.


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    "Morgana..."


    Her body is too addictive...


    The mere feel of her naked bosom is making my heart and cock almost burst from their anticipation and the pleasure of her smooth, flexible skin.


    "Do you want me, Lancelot?"


    Whispering into my ears, she captured my heart with her husky, feminine tone was like honey to a den of ants, enchanting and bewitching my body as my blood and nerves became erratic.


    The sound of temptation and desire melted my brain as her tail stroked along my spine and overwhelmed my logical thought.  I didn''t resist, and this woman was the one who saved me, gave me a second chance and had long since won a place in my heart.


    "Lancelot, let me see your handsome face; show me the desire in your eyes."


    My heart skipped a beat each time she spoke.


    I could feel the vitality draining from my body slowly as she traced along my body, reaching around my chest and sliding her delicate pale fingers over my abdomen as she breathed down my neck with her warm, nasal breathing.


    "You know Morgana, women often call me an idiot..."


    She chuckled.


    "Hoho~ So? Is that so surprising to hear that they don''t value you enough?"


    She kissed me on the back of the neck tenderly with a wet smacking noise, causing tingles to shoot down my spine and the suction to increase, yet I felt something from her body being pulled into mine...


    Yes, I managed to devour vitality from the succubus Queen.


    "You''re my idiot though, Lancelot~," She whispered into my ears with a sensual tone, seductive and erotic, as my thoughts melted into mush and the willpower to resist was draining faster and faster.


    I shook my head, trying to muster the ability to fight and conquer her charms that were leaking freely from her sweet, bodily aroma that soaked into my existence.


    My arms wrapped around her soft, fleshy waist. Morgana''s true body was a little more voluptuous and erotic than her battle form, with larger breasts that were heavy, elastic and soft.


    Her nipples were hard against my chest, rubbing onto me eagerly without shame and her  thick, slimy tail wrapped around us as if to prevent any means of escape and left no space for me to think other than to give myself wholly to Morgana.


    Yet I will resist you, my beloved demon of lust and passion. To show you I am the only one worthy of your mate.


    Using all my power, I lifted her into the air, the cold air wrapping around my erect member before her warm, devilish slit rested atop my thick glans, her legs and hips lowering in my embrace, so her long puffy slit could wrap around my length, and gently rub together with each step, with a sticky wet sound, from her lewd and dangerous pussy.


    She moaned softly.


    Her soft outer folds were squirming around my length and stuck onto it, dripping wet with her liquids and pulling me deeper towards her entrance.


    My shaft was covered in her juices that smelt like a dangerously addictive sweet nectar of some unknown fruit, causing my balls to tighten as our organs pressed against each other as I walked towards the training room.


    "Oh my... darling, you are really trying? Your cock is sandwiched between my soft petals and poking at my clitoris... what a lewd cock you have."


    Her moaning voice was dripping with amusement as her lips moved along my earlobes teasingly with each word, speaking in a coquettish and luring tone to trap my senses in a prison of lust.


    Morgana nibbled my lobes and flicked them with her tongue, causing my concentration to be broken several times along the way and forcing me to take deep breaths to keep my senses from falling apart.


    "It''s not my fault your soft, sticky lips are grasping onto me like a desperate maiden dying for a good fuck."


    The doors opened to the training room as we entered, my hands pressing the button on the wall as a large stone slab appeared ahead of us.


    "This looks like a sacrificial altar, dear... you aren''t planning on offering your penis to the gods, right~? What a big cock, though; the gods would definitely accept this glorious meat spear~."


    With her playful words and taunts, she whispered her amusement.


    Enjoying her cute words, I pushed her down onto the cold stoned, her soft ass squashed flat as her golden eyes looked up at me with a sense of lust and wonder.


    My length rubbed up against her navel, leaking pre-cum all over her silky white stomach while her breasts shook in the air excitedly, bouncing around her torso playfully as she used her arms to make them erotically jiggle delightfully in front of my eyes.


    "Do you want to fuck me, darling? Look how wet and sticky my pussy is." Morgana whispered as she lifted one leg, pulling on her soft petals, parting them to show her naked, uncovered succubus cunt.


    I nodded and positioned myself above her, pinning Morgana beneath me and locking our lips as I teased her drenched vaginal opening by stroking and rubbing my veiny cock alongside her belly and lower half, spreading my fluids on her thighs and coating her red petals with a mixture of our juices.


    She giggled.


    "Are we going to do it finally?"


    Our tongues fought ferociously while her hot breath tickled and teased my cheeks, slipping past our teeth and sucking on my tongue voraciously as saliva began to leak from the corners of our mouths.


    "Mmmph... Lancelot... you!?"


    Her succubus cunt leaked liquids with every kiss as Morgana couldn''t suppress the amount of excitement and passion building up inside her.


    The same for me, who wanted nothing more than to pound this beautiful, powerful woman into oblivion and claim her for eternity.


    Our lips separated, strings of saliva connecting us intimately as we panted heavily for air, my hot breath burning her sensitive, delicate skin while Morgana licked my lips sensually.


    "Show me how much you love me, Lancelot..."


    Our gazes connected as Morgana smiled happily with watery golden pupils; there was no trace of deceit in her eyes or lust, only affection and love, filled with adoration and fondness towards me as we shared another passionate kiss, moving our lips rhythmically with each other until my tip reached her slippery entrance.


    Morgana spread her legs wide open and lifted them into the air as her opening became looser, with thick white nectar bubbling from her slutty hole.


    Now ready and prepared to welcome me as the head of my thick glans penetrated her sticky lips that tried to suck me in desperately, wrapping and constricting wildly with their own will as her shallow muscles squeezed my tip tightly.


    Morgana bit my lips hungrily as drool seeped from her mouth, mixing with mine, as I thrust my entire length forcefully through her moist flower bud and penetrated her soft, sticky insides, breaking the last barrier preventing us from becoming one as we joined our bodies together.


    "Ahhh.... it.... finally...!"


    Her pink walls writhed uncontrollably, stretching and retracting quickly while her springy, slippery muscles tightened vigorously with overwhelming strength.


    "OH MY GOD!!"


    Morgana screamed in ecstasy as our genitals joined, my length completely swallowed in her tight, wriggling tunnel as if made to sheath my cock and create a connection between man and wife with intense, carnal passion as her uterus twitched, leaking warm liquid all over my length and drowning it within her heat.


    So, she truly was a virgin...


    The slight proof of her deflowering drizzling between her plump and sweaty ass crack, covering the white stone, as her lips opened wide, exhaling with pleasure.


    "Haa.... I love you.... more....!"


    Pressing my lips to hers and entwining our tongues as Morgana dug her nails deep into my back, tearing away my skin while I began pumping my length through her fleshy walls that refused to let go of my cock, creating loud splattering sounds when my thick shaft tore free from her clinging insides accompanied by Morgana''s pleasured groaning.


    "Haa.... no.... this is.... different!"


    My thrusts continued energetically and violently, entering and exiting rapidly while Morgana cried out loudly and released her claws from my shredded back.


    Her slick, juicy insides contracted violently as I forced my length repeatedly through her fluttering insides, which pulsated non-stop, greedily sucking in my flesh and refusing to release my rod as our lower halves slammed together constantly and created sticky sounds with Morgana''s rising screams as she no longer resembled the superior succubus, but became my loving wife enjoying the pleasures of sex...


    "Nnnn.... your cock is amazing....!"


    I could feel the intense draining of her womb sucking my vitality away from the tip of my cock, but each time she shuddered, or her insides tightened around me, my shaft devoured part of her vitality as if we were sharing a drink slowly, savouring it.


    After several minutes of our rough and wild mating season, Morgana''s velvety insides became loose and less sticky, and she could barely manage to speak coherent words.


    "Ha.... Lancelot...! Stop...."


    We both embraced each other tightly, sweat and fluids covering our entire bodies, as she looked up at me with watery eyes, her body trembling from the intense pleasure, her tight insides clasping and convulsing around my cock as she feigned ignorance and pretended that she never came.


    I smirked and continued thrusting roughly into Morgana''s welcoming womb that swallowed my whole shaft desperately while she wrapped her legs around my ass, pulling me towards her crotch deeply with the aim of keeping our genitals attached.


    "So tight... Morgana, why is your pussy so much better than before!?"


    Morgana arched her back and spasmed, screaming and hugging me tightly in a frenzy while she climaxed again but shook her head when I smirked at her, unable to control her expression while letting out animalistic moans of blissful pleasure.


    Each time her sticky, fleshy cavern contracted, it drew me closer and caused my testicles to swell with sperm while my cock hardened even more intensely.


    "Fufu, do you love me? My body, of course it''s better... this hole, this soft tunnel and my womb are only for you!"


    She seemed to sense my orgasm was close as her lips latched onto mine, her hot, sweet breath filling my lungs, while her slimy tongue slipped down my throat and stimulated my tongue with her slippery muscle.


    The moment Morgana''s vagina started throbbing strongly, milking my rod and greedily sucked on its width, my glans expanded, swelling and becoming stiffer as semen shot through my urethra, erupting upwards with incredible pressure and spurted explosively deep into Morgana''s fertile womb with great force.


    Our tongues entangled loosely while we moaned and groaned in each other''s mouths as our dirty fluids mixed and intertwined messily.


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    The hot sperm flooded her narrow cave completely and drowned her eggs while Morgana''s pussy began sucking my seeds upward through my length as if wanting more semen from my exhausted sack.


    Both of us released our lips, a thin strand of saliva connecting us intimately as we gasped for air, looking into each other''s eyes lovingly as I collapsed next to Morgana, exhausted and hugged her closely.


    "Lancelot... you might become the father of my child, okay~?"


    Morgana laughed happily in my arms while planting a soft peck on my cheeks, enjoying herself thoroughly as her slippery cave wriggled around my drained cock, unwilling to release it even after receiving so much of my seeds.


    "So...? You''re saying if it doesn''t work now, we''ll just try again till I knock you up, right?"


    "Fufu... an incubus and succubus don''t just mate once, after all."


    I felt this woman was truly a seductive demon at this moment, as she rolled me onto my back, kissing my chest, as her pussy made lewd, squelching sounds as my cum oozed out of her small hole wrapped around my thick shaft.


    "Look at my marking... it''s now yours...."


    The left woman, who held my heart and cock at once, slid her fingers down her soft tits, the alluring vision almost hypnotizing me before she slid all the way down to her pelvis, as I noticed her succubus tattoo was different...


    There was a strange lock around the ovary part of the tattoo and a name written in the centre of the womb part... Lancelot du Lac...


    Ah... my name is on her tattoo... why does that make me so aroused?


    "Fufu... you just throbbed inside me. Shall we go for round two?" Her seductive voice sounded as her large, fleshy ass slapped down on my thighs with a wet smack before her body started to gallop, seeming never to have intended to lose just yet...

 Chapter 134: Chapter 21: Mother [R18]

    The soft walls of Morgana''s insides wrapped around me like a wet mouth as the soft folds squeezed along the sides causing it to pulsate and fill with intense pleasure, causing me to groan while holding onto her soft, meaty ass with my fingertips, trying to avoid reaching another climax inside her.


    "Does it feel good to finally fuck mommy''s warm, slippery pussy?"


    Her voice was like a drug, causing my head to throb with pleasure and the desire to thrust my hips faster to penetrate her warm, squishy womb and paint it my colour completely.


    "Ah~ I can feel you growing bigger. Is your sperm going to fill my insides again?"


    I don''t understand why Morgana insisted on having sex over and over, her insides swollen with my sperm, making her look pregnant.


    She still insisted on swaying her hips on top of me, watching my movements and reactions with those glowing, seductive eyes and her wicked smile.


    "It feels great inside you; of course, I''d fill you."


    So I wanted to be resistant, to argue with her the moment her womb changed and I wrote my name. That desire increased each time we had sex to the end, the feeling of wanting to dominate Morgana to make her addicted to me.


    "Isn''t it your lewd cunt that is enjoying my cock, squeezing onto me and refusing to let go even when you tremble like a little slut?"


    Those golden irises sparkled brightly with excitement and amusement when I responded with my lecherous comments, causing her insides to quiver slightly but still wouldn''t stop fucking me like crazy, riding me like a cowgirl.


    Morgana bent down suddenly, her breasts dropping towards my face and spilling all over my cheeks, pushing them together to cover my view while she bounced and bucked wildly, stirring my sensitive organ.


    "Fufu, it seems to be working. You didn''t cum this time."


    Ignoring her taunts, I grasped her heavy tits; the soft feeling was nothing like a human woman; only Marimo could compare as my fingers sank into the flexible flesh, enjoying the reactions her body made each time I teased her erect nipples.


    Morgnana''s cunt tightened each time I twisted and pulled on her nipples, but when my hands gently caressed her huge breasts, her movements became gentle and welcoming as her insides wrapped around my cock with her thick nectar coating my shaft, a slow and pleasant movement filled with affection, as she licked my face, moaning with delight.


    "You know Lancelot... my people don''t usually mate like this, only succubi who fall in love will choose a partner and dedicate their everything... but it rarely goes well... haa.... nnn...!"


    "Why doesn''t it go well... fuck your insides are so warm and comfortable...."


    She pressed her body down on mine, capturing my lips unexpectedly, as I returned the favour, wrapping our tongues together while she stroked my hair with her fingers, continuing to ride me passionately.


    Breaking off our kiss, Morgana whispered with a sad tone, "Because men don''t consider us anything more than food, sex slaves, tools or objects to pass the time, breeding and leaving their children behind...."


    "Do you think a man would abandon his race to be able to enjoy a lifetime of sex with us? When he can just steal the techniques and live like a king pleasing inferior women... Nnnn don''t.... you''re crushing my womb, don''t be so rough."


    "Haha... sorry, it feels like your pussy keeps sucking my cock deeper and coating me in your slimy honey as if screaming for me to violate your womb."


    "No.... don''t say embarrassing things... fu... Lancelot, you''re going to make me cum.."


    Morgana''s movements became rough and frantic as her hips slapped my thighs repeatedly, creating loud noises echoing around the room while she fucked me with all her heart and soul.


    I wanted to hear her squeal, to make her orgasm enough to fall deeper for me, to become so addicted to me she even wished to kill other women that approach... a dark, monopolistic desire formed as horns started to grow from my forehead... the ones that only showed in Avalon normally.... or when using my dominus...


    Ah....


    She mentioned transforming... is this my body changing to match her? To better suit Morganana as a mate and husband?


    My cock increased in size, causing her mouth to open wide, as it forced even the succubus queen''s pussy to feel pressure, the thick glans pushing open her well-guarded cervix.


    "Nnah.... big.... it''s bigger... Ahh... Mmm!"


    I didn''t resist my changes.


    Slamming my hips upwards, meeting Morgana''s butt as we exchanged violent thrusts repeatedly, bringing us both to orgasm simultaneously with an enormous rush of pleasure as her insides throbbed violently with high pressure, spraying sticky fluids all over my crotch while my swollen glans shot loads of thick cum deep into her uterus directly.


    My vision darkened, and consciousness faded momentarily as Morgana''s soft, tender lips woke me from my darkness, and I could hear her happy giggling.


    "Your seed tastes amazing, Lancelot~ It''s so creamy and nutritious~ I can feel your sperm fighting fiercely to reach my eggs."


    A bright light filled my vision, blinding me temporarily, as I found Morgana lying next to me, staring at my face, which had horns similar to hers.


    "Congrats, Lancelot... fufu... it took only one night of sex, and you''ve officially evolved into a demon. But...."


    Morgana cupped my cheeks and gazed into my eyes intently, whispering with a serious tone, "But you weren''t supposed to gain wings, horns and tail so quickly...."


    What? Wings and tail?


    Turning my head around, I noticed two large black wings extending from my shoulders and a little lower identical feathered white wings while a demonic tail swung around energetically; my limbs strengthened with energy, unlike before, as my senses enhanced.


    Morgana seemed different as she lay on the stone lazily, her ass and pussy leaking my thick seed, as she gazed at me with golden eyes, a sense of relaxation or conquest?


    Like a sated lioness, she watched me with a warm gaze.


    "I''m so proud~ my lover gained horns quicker than anyone else... even though he transformed into a full demon, it won''t change our relationship, Lancelot..."


    Stretching her arms lazily, Morgana crawled towards me and placed her hand over my chest, sighing and smiling as she stroked along my wings, only for me to feel strange. "Why do you seem less seductive and erotic right now...?"


    "I thought..."


    "A Succubus constantly needed men''s vitality and essence? Fufu, my beloved Lancelot, that is only when we can''t be sated... a human''s cock, semen and sex can never fully satisfy a demon born for carnal pleasure..."


    Morgana sat upon my waist, her large ass squashing onto my legs with a sticky wet sound as her sticky genitals oozed with fluids, her scent attracting me again... S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But I didn''t feel the intense lust as before...


    I felt calm, loved and warm, like her arms were my home.


    "Let me show you the difference between humans and demons born for sexual gratification... See?"


    "When you were a half-incubus, maybe if we had sex a thousand times non-stop, my desire and need for vitality may have been sated... but my heart will never have been filled like now."


    "Can you feel my heart, hear it beating for you?" Morgana asked gently while placing my palm on her left breast, where her beating heart thumped, a peaceful rhythm as her body temperature heated up slowly.


    I could... it was a deep, rapid beating.


    The rhythm was powerful and felt dear to me as Morgana hugged me tightly, without the usual flirtatious feeling, instead placing her tired head against my collarbone and stroking my arms with her long nails.


    "Humans can never understand true love and carnal desire... of demons, but thank you..." She said, her voice losing her usual teasing nature while yawning lazily, a sense of sincerity.


    "You gave me your love, Lancelot.... you accepted me entirely... A feeling I thought that maybe would never happen, even in countless millennia." Morgana closed her eyes gently.


    "Don''t worry... I''m not sleeping forever... fufu, it just takes a lot of stamina and effort to impregnate a succubus'' egg...."


    Smiling gently, Morgana placed my palm on her tummy.


    Eh?


    I think she dropped a huge bombshell just now!


    Suddenly, my body felt a strange desire, something I had never felt before... The desire to protect... to protect my unborn child and precious partner... a fierce and dominating instinct that caused my wings and body to tremble with power.


    Wait.... hold up... my life has changed so drastically in one day!?


    And it seems I knocked up my Wife and Commander!!!???


    "Rest, my beloved... We have many things to prepare for the future...Shh.... sleep.... your mind also needs time to adjust to your demon body." Morgana kissed me gently, sending me into a deep sleep.


    A nostalgic voice and humming sounded as I fell deeper into a warm, comfortable abyss, the song I was sure the same one my mother sang...


    Mother...

 Chapter 135: Chapter 22: Morgana Became Strange!

    A few hours after falling asleep in Morgana''s embrace, Lancelot was still sleeping after his transformation into a true demon. Thankfully, his wings and tail were now back inside his body, but the horns seemed permanent.


    The door to the training room was slammed open as Sumika, in her training shorts and sports bra, entered only to find the naked couple cuddling in the warm training room with a thick scent of sex still lingering, causing her to pout.


    "Hmmm... stupid perverted woman sneaking into our love den..."


    "Why are her tits so big..."


    She muttered, lifting her modest bosom inside the tight-fitting sports bra, feeling a heavy emotion of defeat and moving away from the pair. Sumika wasn''t completely selfish and moved to the corner of the gym, using her ether to erect barriers to cover the sound of her morning training.


    Sumika hadn''t realised that a pair of gentle golden eyes watched her actions before leaning back and letting Lancelot''s head rest on her cushioned chest, slowly stroking his cheek in silence.


    "What an adorable and gentle girl. I see why my darling loves you so dearly, little kunoichi."


    "If only this silly angel were half as cute as you... Right, Nuriel?"


    Morgana turned to the beautiful angel who looked at her master''s changes and felt terrified that he was now closer to becoming a devil rather than maintaining his neutral state like before.


    "Morgana... Master, why did you let him transform into a devil?"


    "Hmmm? I cannot help it if he enjoyed my body that much. Maybe if you were to do the same, he might become more angelic?"


    Her plump body moved slightly as his arms wrapped around her in his sleep, but maybe by instinct, his rough hands pinched her elastic ass, causing Morgana to wince in pain.


    "Ah... Darling, don''t pinch my buttocks. It''ll leave a mark..."


    "Tsk. How could I engage in such... lust and sinful companionship with my lord..."


    "Really, but he had a pair of white wings too. I don''t think a truly sinful being would have angelic wings, right?"


    "Stupid, that''s just nonsense..."


    However, Morgana saw it clearly: the eyes of this supposed saint and holy angel were fixated on the exposed body of her lord, and the sinful eyes of lust were not from Morgana or Lancelot but Nuriel.


    "Hmph... suit yourself."


    "My beloved man gave me the most precious gift, and I will do anything that makes him happy. Even letting him bed a high-rank angel."


    "... Just...Try it!" Nuriel spouted, her face strange and slightly red as she vanished in a flicker of golden light, returning to Avalon most likely.


    Morgana gazed at Lancelot''s serene face, the slight devilish look from his change only small, and she really believed that he wouldn''t fall into a devil so easily.


    Those resolute eyes when he found out the truth and those pristine white wings that even her bloodline couldn''t penetrate.


    "My husband, you have secrets that even I don''t know about... How did you manage to earn the affection of an angel beyond an archangel..."


    Shaking her head in dismissal, Morgana let her fingers caress his cheeks before lowering him onto the stone slab and standing up, her body wrapped in a raven outfit including a small cooking apron and long dress.


    "Let''s make him a big breakfast. I am sure his appetite will be great. Fufu, I wonder if these girls will also need a lot of food..."


    "I can only hope those above watching Avalon like a game do not notice these little ones... until we can protect them... being a perfect mixture of divine and devil."


    "You girls better thank Papa when you are born."


    She looked back from the training room door, a warm and gentle look devoid of her usual worry and plotting as her lips curved into a beautiful and mature smile.


    A mother''s smile.


    Morgana was somehow at peace, and nothing else mattered but the man snoring on the stone and the warm feeling of the two small balls of energy constantly growing inside her womb.


    ***


    ? Lancelot POV ?


    I''m hungry...


    Thirsty!


    The crack of a steel practice dummy awoke him as Lancelot''s eyes snapped open.


    His divine eye was now almost fully complete with beautiful angelic writing shimmering with golden radiance deep inside the limbal ring around his eye.


    I can see the mana even in this world now, down to the very... wow...


    Sitting up on the rock, he saw a sweaty Sumika who pulled off her bra that was drenched with sweat, revealing her perking hills with their erect peaks moving along with her chest as she breathed deeply.


    Nice tits...


    It''s like my eyes can see in super high definition. The bumps on her small hills are visible even in this dark room.


    "Sumika, you are so beautiful. Do you want me to help you stretch and cool down?"


    The moment he spoke, even Lancelot felt a strange disconnection from his past self and the voice that left his lips as the raven-haired petite beauty looked at him with a melting face as she slowly walked towards him as if entrance.


    "Please... help me stretch these.... they are sore and ache."


    Sumika''s arms pushed together to amplify her modest melons before pressing against Lancelot''s chest with a slight smack.


    The sweat of her body from training made her skin slightly damp, but the warmth and hard nibs were rather erotic...


    ***


    Thirty minutes later...


    Sumika stumbled out of the training room with a red face, dark handprints all over her body, and white essence dripping from her thighs as she fluttered to her room with a dreamlike face, constantly swooning about Lancelot.


    "Phew... my body seems to have really levelled up..." Lancelot whispered, following her out shirtless while looking down at his crotch that would normally feel a little tired or weightless, but it was completely fine.


    It feels like I could fight her another thousand times before getting tired...


    Is this the meaning of Morgana?


    However, for him, it seemed different because he was sated in his heart and body rather than what she explained...


    He thought that might be because of being a male or human in the past, and it changed his body compared to a pure-blooded incubus or succubus born from the pure ether, but he was just glad that sleeping with Sumika didn''t make him feel frustrated and needing more if anything his mind was now completely clear.


    "Lancelot? Are you finally awake, darling?"


    A soft voice, it was Morgana''s for sure... Yet there was no charm or domineering feeling. It was gentle and soothing, as if asking him to respond, not the feeling that forced him to respond in the past...


    "Mmmm, are you cooking? I never knew... wow... It smells delicious."


    "Fufu, I know, right? My first time cooking human food, but it was really fun... hehe."


    Morgana''s face was so calm that he was stunned, thinking it was Marimo for a moment as she slowly pulled a tray from the oven, revealing she had even baked some cookies!?


    "Sorry... they caught a little, but and I didn''t know if you wanted oat and chocolate or raisin... so I made lots of all flavours in the book."


    She looked like a scared cat with her tail swaying as if worried about being scolded, but the cookies looked great. Maybe a little too much sugar in a few caused them to brown slightly more than normal, but it wasn''t burned.


    "No, you did great... The food and cookies smell delicious. Aren''t you tired? Is your body okay?"


    Lancelot wrapped around her back, feeling that even her scent had changed to more neutral vanilla and berries than the sultry and alluring one from the past as he nuzzled and kissed her neck as they plated the cookies, a light breakfast on the table, enough for four people.


    "Are you eating human food too? That makes a change." He chuckled while their lips gently touched a soft and sweet taste, busting Morgana, who seemed to have eaten a cookie already.


    "Mmmm... you were human, right? When pregnant, we normally take on the biology of the male race for the term... so human food and human symptoms of pregnancy are what I will experience, fufu... mommy might have some mood swings, so don''t abandon her, okay?"


    "Haha, does that mean mommy will get fat too?" He joked, stroking her stomach as both Guinevere and Sumika entered, feeling the strange changes in the pair but not quite able to put their fingers on it.


    Like the demon and sword master had switched places...


    "Don''t tease... If I get fat, will you leave me and run to other girls?"


    Somehow, her whiny and weak voice was more alluring than when she was naked and spreading her legs for him now... He couldn''t help kissing her lips, her golden eyes brightly shining as their tongues coiled together in a slow but deeply passionate kiss.


    Sumika had already enjoyed a night of sex, and the morning session left her too filled to need more. She jumped on the table and noticed the eggs, beef and bread were all cut and baked to her favourite style!


    "Ah~ thank you for making my eggs cute and poached, darling!"


    "Mmmph... It was Morgana who cooked, not me." sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Their tongues parted as a thin thread of sweet saliva dripped to the floor, both of them enchanted by each other''s changes. Morgana placed a finger on his lip, moved to the cooker and began to gather the last bits of food.


    "Wow... Morgana, thank you!"


    Guinevere was equally shocked because her seat was filled with the nutritious potion that was created by her mother to improve the skin''s flexibility and shimmer and keep women looking youthful... but as she took a sip, she found it was now delicious!


    Surprised, she asked Morgana a question, "Morgana, how did you make this thing taste so good? It''s sweet but doesn''t feel like sugar or chocolate!"


    "Fufu is a special sugar that can only be created at certain times in a succubi''s life. Since you like it, I will make sure to store it as much as possible as it''s fat-free, helps skin improve suppleness and also has a strong anti-ageing factor.


    She really does feel different... It makes me want to keep her away from battle... Haha, such a cute trio of women.


    Lancelot didn''t notice his eyes would change when thinking about the women he was intimate with as the grey eye flickered with dark light, and his divine pupil glowed with angelic runes that wrote the words obsession and domination.


    Only Morgana and Nuriel would know the true significance of this change for now as the four of them sat down and ate a quiet but peaceful family breakfast together.

 Chapter 136: Chapter 23: The Beginning Of The End

    Lancelot and the girls were taken to the academy by Sebastian, who didn''t bother to question why he was once again coming to school with the other two three girls, leaving their poor maids to follow behind in irritation as once again their mistresses didn''t come home and stayed out.


    Sumika''s house was a little strange¡ªif her mother was the one who contacted her, it seemed fine that she was staying out at Lancelot''s apartment.


    However, her grandfather, the former swordmaster...


    He would threaten to go there and beat Lancelot''s ass and make sure he could never touch his cute granddaughter, but moments later, his wife would take the phone, and the sound of someone being beaten would commence.


    It was a strange house indeed.


    The biggest issue was the princess... When her mother called to find out the truth, she would quietly put down the phone, but the next day, a huge box of XL condoms would be delivered along with the usual gifts and tea.


    For the maids sorting through her packages, it was embarrassing and frustrating as they were not permitted to have lovers while serving someone as a private maid.


    Because Morgana insisted on riding in her human form, wearing a fake uniform on her body as she sat with Guinevere and Sumika in the back, Sebastian was forced to accept that Lancelot, his master, would sit beside him, even if it meant he failed as a butler.


    "Sebastian, how is your cute granddaughter?"


    Lancelot was letting the girls chat amongst themselves, and he remembered this butler and his cute granddaughter, who had blue hair cut like a little mushroom. He also felt thankful that Sebastian did not mention his two black horns, only a glance when he greeted him, and that was it.


    "Oh? Lord Lancelot remembered my cute Sofia?" Sebastian sounded surprised as he recalled Sofia happily running around back home. "Recently, I got a call from her saying that she found a boyfriend at kindergarten."


    "Ahaha, kindergarten, eh~ I can see that cute girl finding one easily."


    Lancelot''s joke made Sebastian''s hands gripping the wheel tighten as he seemed to be the possessive type, looking annoyed at the thought his young granddaughter was dating boys already.


    "That girl... she doesn''t understand that boys are wolves!"


    Sebastian mumbled under his breath, trying to keep Lancelot entertained as Sumika looked outside the car window absentmindedly until something suddenly caught her attention.


    "Mr. Butler."


    A voice spoke up quietly; her head still turned to the outside as everyone inside the car heard her.


    There was a woman... No, it was something flying beside the car... A monster with sharp scythes on her arms and a bee-like wing on her back.


    "Is this the car of Lancelot du Lac?"


    The monster asked calmly, though Sebastian looked shocked and confused. "What the!? What''s this thing doing here!?"


    His reaction showed that he didn''t sense the monster following them; only Sumika saw her and watched her actions carefully as Morgana narrowed her eyes as well.


    Seeing his butler panicking, Lancelot realized there must be trouble.


    "Sebastian."


    As Lancelot softly patted his shoulder, both Sumika and Morgana leaned forward as they watched the woman jump into the air towards the car roof before they all felt an explosion shaking the vehicle, causing it to tilt dangerously!


    The car jeered off the floor as the sound of gunfire followed¡ªthe maids behind began shooting at the strange insectoid monster attacking the sports car while Lancelot''s divine eyes struggled to see anything due to the lower mana in the Empire and lower world.


    In such conditions, Lancelot''s power wasn''t full; Sumika held onto Morgana while Sebastian used his driving skills and earth magic to fuse the wheels and car to try to keep the car upright.


    The maids shooting at the attacker noticed she ignored them as she wanted to reach the target, Lancelot. Her scythe blades managed to penetrate the bulletproof windows, cutting his seat and slicing apart metal and leather as the monster tried to kill the target¡ªLancelot.


    "I''m going to fight; stay in the car, all three of you."


    Lancelot''s words were both deep, commanding and slightly distorted as he jumped from the car, feeling the huge amount of force and air resistance before his black and white feathered wings unfurled from his back in a glorious and captivating scene.


    Everyone inside or outside the car was stunned at the angelic sight as Lancelot stood in the air for a second, his body floating before his sword appeared in his hand¡ªa dark greatsword with a dragon on the hilt, his dragonslayer greatsword.


    "Oi, bug. Stop attacking the car. I''m your enemy."


    Bzzzt!


    "..."


    Ignoring Lancelot''s demand, the monster buzzed angrily and rushed straight at him, using her scythes to slash upwards, hoping to take out this arrogant man who dared to face her.


    "No grace..." He murmured before gracefully using his wings to twist his body, dodging the first blade, while the second passed just along his cheek, grazing his skin but cutting his silver locks, making Lancelot narrow his eyes, displeased at losing his perfect haircut.


    Using his free right hand, Lancelot grabbed the bee monster''s wrist and pulled her towards him while turning and using his strength to kick her in the stomach, the force causing her to vomit both blood and the flesh of her destroyed organs¡ªit didn''t kill her but was enough to make her eyes widen as she tried to stab him with the silver stinger on her ass.


    But Lancelot just smirked, blocking the stinger with his hilt as a loud clang sounded with beautiful sparks flickering past his face, blinding the monster so Lancelot''s left fist flew and slammed into her cheek with explosive force, sending her crashing onto the road with a loud boom, creating a crater where she landed.


    With another flap of his wings, Lancelot darted forward with a bang, the sound so violent it was like a roar on the wind, his sword pointing forward like a deadly spear ready to pierce his prey¡ªhe stabbed her chest, piercing her heart and pinning her body on the cracked ground!


    "Why do bugs always annoy me...?" Lancelot whispered while watching the monster gasp painfully, her body twitching violently before the life faded from her eyes as he released a sigh.


    Blood spilt from her open mouth as Lancelot ripped his blade free before walking back to the car, which stopped as Sebastian, Sumika and Morgana all stepped out cautiously¡ªthey felt shaken seeing Lancelot''s brutal killing skill as he killed effortlessly, like swatting a fly.


    "Why didn''t you ask who she was?" Morgana asked with a knowing smile, seeing the strange light in his golden eye.


    "I don''t care... She attacked me and mine; therefore, death is the reward." Lancelot declared as Sumika hugged his waist, and he stroked her black hair while Sebastian gulped nervously¡ªthis lord was scary... and exciting!


    "Sebastian, you may head home if you desire. I can ask Merlin for another butler. You have Sofia to think about... This is likely to continue for a long time."


    "I seem to have made several enemies with my actions..."


    Lancelot chuckled self-deprecatingly at his own mistakes as Sebastian shook his head firmly.


    "No... Sofia often asks when I am going to work and when Grandfather will leave to serve his lord again... Sofia knows I serve a great master and... It''s an honour to serve you, my lord." Sebastian proclaimed proudly as Sumika smiled, and Morgana nodded while Lancelot scratched his cheek awkwardly.


    "Should I help you deal with that boy then?"


    "W-what!? How!?"


    "If she sees my face, do you think those boys could ever entire her eyes?" Lancelot teased, and Sebastian fell to his knees, realizing the horror that could await in the future if when she grew up and wanted to marry this man who had at least four women...


    "My lord... please, spare Sofia..." Sebastian begged comically as Lancelot and Sumika burst out laughing¡ªthough Morgana was confused at what happened to make the butler kneel!


    "Okay, let''s get in the car and get moving. If this continues, we will need Merlin or Gawain to appear to stop this happening again..." Lancelot suggested, helping Sebastian back to his feet.


    But his butler looked confused again as Morgana finally understood the enemy was someone in the academy and was as high as the vice-principal or principal... sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Meaning it was likely Gawain himself. As Lancelot helped Sumika in before getting in himself. Sebastian drove them all towards school while thinking of ways to save his cute granddaughter''s innocence from Lancelot...


    Honestly... Lancelot somehow found this new dynamic with his butler enjoyable, and he wanted to meet the little demon princess, who would one day become an extremely powerful Lady.


    Not to do anything, but I want to support her and help this old man feel at ease. He never once betrayed me about the things I do in secret or the girls I''ve been seeing.


    ***


    Meanwhile, somewhere else in the Empire City, Gawain sat silently reading reports and documents that arrived about the recent events, frowning deeply as everything went wrong so quickly.


    "The useless slut and her trash commander failed..."


    He reached for his phone before dialling a number that answered on the first ring.


    "Kill her."


    Gawain ordered coldly before ending the call, leaving his office and disappearing from the city with a bang...


    His destination was unknown, but those close enough to know him knew he was headed to meet someone in secret and that someone might just vanish from the glorious capital in the near future...

 Chapter 137: Chapter 24: The Calm Before The Storm

    Lancelot was sitting in the back of a second car now¡ªthe three lords were split apart due to the attack, with him riding along with the maid that served Sumika. She seemed actually to be a member of the same house.


    It seems that nobles can choose to bring their maid or servants to keep them safe.


    "The great master sends his warning, Young swordsman of the west, do not hurt my granddaughter, or I shall break you."


    Her voice was a little hoarse, but the scar on her neck indicated the reason why Sumika told him about this woman and that she was a really kind lady who brought her snacks and went out even in the early hours to buy her female goods and other things when she cried in messages.


    A nice maid... I will make it easy for you.


    "Understood¡ªlet him know I will come to him myself should I do so."


    Hearing his voice, the mature but well-maintained maid smiled and nodded before turning onto the road leading to the magic academy, once again speaking with a more soft and gentle tone.


    "However, the Mistress asked for you to give her lots of cute granddaughters if possible. She is waiting for them as soon as possible. So, do your best!"


    With a bitter smile, the car pulled into the academy drop-off zone.


    She climbed out and opened the door for him, giving a polite bow, allowing him to step out and enter school with Morgana, as Guinevre and Sumika, who stood at the gate waiting for him with anxious eyes, entered soon after many girls and boys came to see them arriving together with Lancelot.


    Their arrival caused quite a stir because rumours spread throughout the school that they spent the night at the home of Lancelot, which caused many girls to glare at Sumika while boys looked at Lancelot in worship as news spread about the mysterious incident involving the three lords.


    Only the trio didn''t care because it was true, and in reality, some people were trying to cause friction between him and Guinevere.


    "Are they idiots?" Guin muttered, hooking his arm for all to see while sniffing his neck and enjoying the slightly sweaty aroma from his morning fight. "We literally take turns to fuck his brains out. Did they think this would affect us?"


    "Mmmm... Guin always hogs him for too long and sounds like a dying animal when she cums, though... ouchie!" Sumika mused before Guin chopped her head.


    "Maybe they thought they knew you well, Guin, but sadly I have already corrupted you into a lewd woman who loves big dicks, a total size queen..."


    Pah!


    Lancelot glared to the second-floor window, where he saw Arthur''s angry look as he groped Guinevere''s buttocks and kneaded her soft, elastic ass with a pleasant feel.


    "Why only her ass... is it because she is fatter? Should I eat more..."


    Sumika whispered seriously¡ªshe knew how much Lancelot loved having sex with Guin and didn''t wish to change that so that he would pay more attention to her, but sometimes she felt inferior due to her petite shape.


    "I like how cute Sumika is, don''t worry." Lancelot soothed her as his hand slipped down onto her perky asset, enjoying the fluttering movements of her tight muscles each time they moved forward.


    Guinevere gave Sumika a wink to comfort her¡ªtheir relationship had grown more intense recently¡ªit seemed the two didn''t really feel that way and just wanted to trick Lancelot into caring and complimenting them.


    ***


    Edward and Laura met the trio at the door¡ªhis face was like a puppy wanting to tell its owner something, while Maria was also in the group but seemed to avoid directly looking at Lancelot''s face as she peeked towards his crotch and covered her face.


    I wonder what''s wrong with the little fairy?


    "Lancelot... your images were flooded onto the back forum again."


    "Hmmm? Again?"


    He looked at Sumika, but she shook her head. Instead, it was strange because he didn''t remember anyone taking pictures of him after that time...


    Did he forget something?


    "What pictures?"


    Sumika asked Edward curiously as Laura blushed and avoided her gaze, while Morgana was also curious as she couldn''t recall anyone taking photos of Lancelot¡ªespecially yesterday when they went shopping and came home to spend a wild evening together.


    "These photos..." Edward handed his phone over, showing Sumika a picture of Lancelot''s penis and her naked buttocks kissing his shaft sensually¡ªthere were several photos and videos posted of them last night, making Guinevere immediately cover her mouth to avoid bursting out laughing as Sumika


    "This isn''t my ass..." Sumika said before making Guin wake up, too...


    "It''s not mine either!?"


    Once that was said, Lancelot became curious too because the woman''s face was hidden, but the walls looked fancy, and his face and member were clearly shown...


    Who would go to these lengths to show Lancelot''s superior parts?


    Bang!


    Suddenly the door opened, and Evaine entered the classroom with a strange face¡ªshe looked at Lancelot with a red hue on her cheeks and didn''t bother to shout at people who were playing with their phones as she saw an image of the said cock and ass oozing with white cream.


    "Shit..." Evaine cursed as Lancelot suddenly realized who the woman was, sighing deeply while patting Edward and Sumika and heading to the teacher''s desk with a strange smile.


    "What do you want?" Evaine asked with a slightly trembling voice¡ªher eyes looked red and tired, her teeth clenched tightly as memories of that night flashed through her mind¡ªit was supposed to be a pleasant memory of her virginity loss, but it ended up becoming a regretful night after her phone was stolen the other day¡ªshe forgot she filmed herself being fucked stupid by Lancelot.


    "Nothing... just wanted to make sure you are alright¡ªif you need my help, make sure to tell me, don''t act tough. You know I am stronger..." Lancelot warned calmly as Evaine frowned¡ªit seemed she didn''t want to admit it... before her gaze softened, and he wrote something down on the pad on her desk.


    ¡ªCan I live with you until this blows over and we know who did it? I don''t feel safe, and they keep sending messages to my emails and home... Telling me to hurt you or betray you and spill your secrets. I don''t plan to, but they seem serious... Please?¡ª


    Evaine pleaded, revealing her fragile side as Lancelot saw she looked weak and helpless¡ªperhaps living with her wasn''t bad for this girl who needed support rather than being pushed away due to a video leaked due to her stupidity¡ªhe knew she was a little strange.


    "Alright, but head home with Guinevere and Sumika, okay?" Lancelot accepted, smiling as Evaine bowed politely, not teasing him or cursing as she usually does¡ªand Morgana secretly appeared from behind him with a smirk.


    "So... who leaked the naughty video~ huh?"


    "I didn''t..." Evaine denied weakly before Morgana poked Lancelot''s cock, which made her stiffen up¡ªthe beast became active due to Lancelot fighting earlier in the morning, making it pulse subtly yet strongly enough to make Evaine swallow her saliva.


    "Did it leak anywhere else?" Lancelot questioned calmly, patting Morgana''s hand away while the two spoke about details, causing Evaine to realize his member had become bigger¡ªthe outline completely visible through the thin cloth.


    She couldn''t stop her enhanced eyes from seeing¡ªeven the veins pulsed menacingly, tempting her to pull it out and suck the hell out of Lancelot right here in class...


    Shaking her head, she denied it, "No... there was only one IP and route, and it was located in the school, but the access is high... beyond my ability to trace it."


    "Alright... We will figure it out¡ªnow remember, after lessons end, wait for Sumika and Guin; they will bring you to our place tonight and stay there. Morgana... I leave things to you today, don''t tease Evaine, okay? Protect her if any trash tries to threaten or blackmail her."


    Lancelot walked back to his desk, seeing Guin and Sumika looking at their phones with wide eyes before the class became quiet, only for Sumika''s loud voice to cause the entire room to tremble, "Lancelot, why did they shrink your penis? It''s bigger than this in real life... Last night, it was so thick that my hands couldn''t wrap around it."


    This girl''s brain has become rotten!? Guinevere screamed internally, wanting to slap Sumika senselessly for telling everyone Lancelot''s penis size! Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Edward swallowed hard as Maria hid her face and bit her thumbs. The small fairy used magic to show the image to her, making the poor girl bright red. The other girls and boys didn''t know if they should laugh or cry, while Lancelot felt speechless.


    "Ahem... Miss Sumika, that''s enough of your sex life¡ªplease make sure to wear protection at least..." Evaine felt awkward speaking to her boyfriend''s lover... about safe sex.


    But she noticed someone in the back, one of the elite nobles who was dark and seemed angry for some reason; she noted it down to let Lancelot know later... He was one of Arthurs''s supporters.


    "Eh? But it feels great when it comes inside... so warm and thick... Ouch!" Guinevere couldn''t take it anymore and hit Sumika with a chop and sealed her mouth with some candy and her palm.


    "Sorry, instructor, please continue."


    Lancelot honestly just wanted to cover himself up and hide as the gossip of both males and females was a little rough for him¡ªtheir whispers about his crotch rather than his sword skill or prowess in battle made him feel shame.

 Chapter 138: Chapter 25: Returning To Avalon

    Lancelot spent quite some time practising after lessons were over¡ªhe asked both of his commanders and even Ikumi to join in on the brutal training as he stood sweating heavily from the intense combat while the girls were no better with several bruises and small cuts from his wooden swords.


    "Master... why are you so angry?" Ikumi asked as Lancelot wiped the sweat off his body¡ªthe sun was not high in the sky as the heat became humid¡ªclouds covered the city as the smell of rain filled the air¡ªit seemed it would begin to pour soon as he sighed softly.


    "I don''t know... I feel irritated and angry for some reason, and it keeps rising." Lancelot revealed as Ikumi and Morgana listened attentively while Edward and Maria practised using their weapons¡ªtheir fighting style was different as she fought aggressively with magic and graceful movements, like a dance on ice, while Edward was like Guinevere in many ways¡ªheavy and defensive.


    "Perhaps you are frustrated at yourself for being weak..." Morgana commented as Ikumi nodded in agreement¡ªthey both believed he was angry due to the recent attack and fear of letting those precious to him get hurt.


    "Maybe..."


    "Wanna go another round?"


    He asked them, but all of them turned away and seemed not to wish to take part, causing him to feel a little sad¡ªhe shook his head and cracked his back before an unlikely person responded, "I would love to fight you without holding back, a real training session together... Master." Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Nuriel, a combat-type seraphim who loved fighting compared to Morgana in close combat, was several times stronger but lost to Morgana when it came to magic.


    This girl was strange since Morgana rarely trained with her and was weaker overall, but Nuriel agreed to challenge Lancelot.


    "Alright... let''s see how strong a seraph is¡ªwe can use swords and magic, right?" Lancelot asked since he felt curious about the seraphim as they rarely acted together, and she was quite a new troop of his¡ªonly seeing Nuriel before he nodded seriously.


    "Of course... I will use this... Begin whenever you are ready."


    Nuriel lowered her posture before creating a silver spear just over one hundred and sixty centimetres, while Lancelot used two longswords and stepped back, watching the six-winged angel carefully.


    Unlike Morgana, who liked magic and ranged combat, Nuriel preferred pure close combat with heavy magic attacks¡ªshe specialized in defence, unlike Morgana, who focused on magic, stealth and illusionary techniques...


    Like a flash, Nuriel appeared instantly, faster than Lancelot could see, as her spear swept out, aiming for his abdomen¡ªusing instinct alone, he used both swords to block while his divine eyes watched the incredible speed and force she hit with and timed the moment to flick his wrists to deflect her blow, and hit her with a devastating knee to her abdomen, causing a loud thud as he hit her plate chestpiece.


    As expected... She fights like a superhuman, unlike Morgana. Lancelot concluded, using one blade to chop at Nuriel''s legs¡ªwith a stomp, her body lifted into the air as she lifted her spear and blocked his second sword while swinging sideways, aiming at his neck¡ªstepping back, Lancelot deflected with his right arm''s black scales, the sparks getting in his grey eye as he closed it tight.


    "Damn..."


    Before he could curse, he noticed the spear tip flying at his eyes as he flicked his sword, smashing hers away, followed by a spin attack with his two blades aimed at Nuriel''s limbs¡ªit seemed like Lancelot got lucky as his sword pierced her shoulder plate, drawing a line of silver blood.


    However, Nuriel ignored it before copying Lancelt, thrusting her spear and elbowing his face, before twisting her body swiftly while using her spear tip to lift Lancelot''s swords and kick him in the abdomen¡ªthe sharp impact made him grit his teeth as he twisted his body and kicked her back, hitting her right arm as she blocked it, forcing space between them again.


    "Master... you, I want to do this more often!" Nuriel was strange, her body glowing with a golden glow, causing Lancelot to feel excited, too!


    She rushed forth, kicking off the floor violently with Lancelot meeting her head-on as both weapons clashed intensely, the shockwaves blowing the others'' clothes roughly, causing Maria to turn bright red, covering herself as Edward stared unblinkingly¡ªnoticing both Nuriel and Lancelot were injured but still eager to fight harder!


    "What is that power? Is that divine energy...?" Maria whispered¡ªas her fairy whispered into her ear, she noticed Nuriel''s body emitting strange energy, overwhelming Lancelot''s ether.


    "Tsk!"


    "Hah!"


    Nuriel seemed to have the upper hand, but Lancelot used neither his Dominus nor other powers; his eyes were constantly glowing, watching the seraph''s every move as their melee became brutally intense, causing both their wounds to become worse.


    "My lovely husband is too crazy..." Morgana spoke, watching both Lancelot and Nuriel display their fighting prowess¡ªit was the first time they had seen a seraph fight so fiercely!


    They clashed continuously, causing the wind to spiral around them, as Lancelot''s black scales began to cover his entire body slowly¡ªthe strength of a seraph surprised him greatly since Nuriel did not seem tired despite having dozens of cuts while Lancelot breathed deeply, struggling to keep up.


    "Strong..." He cursed quietly as Nuriel heard him clearly¡ªshe smiled brightly before attacking him quickly, trying to end the sparring match swiftly because she was bluffing! Her divine power was running low, so much so that her wounds stopped recovering a long time ago!


    Her eyes were no longer filled with pride and arrogance but respect and delight. Lancelot''s determination pushed her beyond her limits¡ªmaking her discover a weakness in her body! It felt wonderful to learn of her limitations!


    "Come, My Master!"


    Lancelot used all of his strength as dark wings spread out from his back, propelling his attacks faster as the two began to fight in the air, the clang of steel and divine energy fluttering with searing hot sparks of metal and divine ether¡ªboth their weapons shattered as Lancelot used his dragon scaled claws to grab Nuriel''s throat and punch her across the face.


    "Fufu~ master is a beast... look at you." Morgana grinned as Lancelot landed harshly on the ground, breathing deep breaths while slamming Nuriel down, pressing her into the wooden floor, almost snapping the enchanted planks with force¡ªhis wings disappeared as both fighters dropped their guard.


    "How do seraphim train...? Do you have a dungeon or something similar?" Lancelot asked curiously as Nuriel lay beneath him, breathing deeply with a silly smile on her lips¡ªthe others saw a strange light in her eyes that seemed odd¡ªEdward looked away with a cough as Maria blushed gently.


    Morgana walked forth, swaying her large buttocks with more confidence and sex appeal than ever after becoming a mother; she just ignored the sexual tension, tapping Lancelot''s cheeks softly, "Honey, you are bleeding everywhere... Come on, let''s bathe and treat our wounds."


    "Huh? Ah... Okay... sorry, Nuriel¡ªwant to go again later or tomorrow?" Lancelot offered as Nuriel nodded instantly¡ªMaria and Edward were shocked as Ikumi sat, resting her chin in her palms with a lazy expression.


    "Does Master want to sleep with Nuri-Nuri too?" Ikumi asked innocently¡ªLancelot froze awkwardly as Morgana laughed happily¡ªher naughty fingers rubbing against his shoulders as Edward and Maria seemed speechless... This girl was strange!


    "Uhm... Yes..." Lancelot answered truthfully¡ªMorgana looked shocked. He answered honestly while massaging his shoulders, making his bones crack and click into a place where they were broken or fractured from the fight with Nuriel. At the same time, Ikumi seemed depressed as Edward scratched his head awkwardly.


    "Nuriel, we should practice more¡ªI never fought a seraph before... but it was an amazing experience." Lancelot praised sincerely¡ªNuriel blushed brightly with her fair complexion and white hair shining under the sunlight as Maria, Laura, and Edward awkwardly left the room after watching both of them bleed all over the place¡ªthey felt dizzy just thinking about it...


    "Why are they flirting after beating each other senseless...." Edward couldn''t understand.


    "Eh... Lancelot was really sexy when fighting, the determined look and those muscles...." Maria, out of character, spoke out as the voices began to quieten as they left the area.


    Soon, it was time to go to Avalon! Lancelot held Morgana''s hand tenderly, along with Ikumi and Nuriel, teleporting into Avalon''s core! His home was now connected to the training area!


    Within Avalon, Morgana pulled Lancelot towards the bath¡ªseeing his battered body, she felt a little pain in her chest, while Nuriel was also pulled along, causing her face to turn bright red, seeing Morgana and Lancelot get naked instant, with Ikumi jumping into the deep, hot baths good for healing.


    Sumika was more polite and climbed in after showering her body, but all the women didn''t care about revealing themselves, as some even complimented their hair management.


    [Tyr has completely submitted to your punishment and is now loyal to your cause!]


    "Ah... I forgot I made her clear a path in the forest..."


    "Lancelot..."


    "That poor girl, she has been there for days... almost a week!"

 Chapter 139: Chapter 26: Under Attack!

    Lancelot spent a short time in the bath with the women¡ªwatching them as they competed for his attention was quite amusing for him, who just enjoyed the back massage of Marimo, who was more mature and womanly now.


    Even her breasts seemed softer and more inviting. It felt like she was competing directly with Morgana, who became more mellow, leaning against him and gently hugging him close.


    "How is the current situation of the town?" Lancelot asked his Royal guard, who were kneeling politely in the throne room the moment he returned. Even Meru was wearing a neat uniform at the lead, looking at him with a strange look.


    It seemed he was busy preparing for something as Lancelot crossed his legs leisurely, wondering what the cute hare wanted to show him.


    "Meru reports there is nothing special, but everyone is doing well, Sir Lancelot... We also increased production speed and completed the first stage of the town''s infrastructure," Meru announced diligently with a strict pose¡ªeven Lancelot struggled not to laugh at the cute hare dressed up like a knight, acting as his secretary or clerk.


    The difference between the girl who was complaining and tsundere was great as he noticed her body became more curvy and realised she really was maturing just like Ikumi did.


    "I see¡ªmake sure they prioritise the defences outside the town, especially the east, as there are many enemies that would love to strike while we are unprepared or get full of ourselves."


    Meru nodded seriously, writing everything down diligently¡ªLancelot rested comfortably as Morgana giggled softly beside him, playing with her fingers within Lancelot''s grip tenderly.


    "Don''t worry about the east; we''ve been strengthening the eastern walls already, and most of the troops are spread along the forest, working with Guinevere''s Tiamat to keep the area guarded all day and night."


    Lumiel and Aya knelt beside Meru and gave a nod to this, causing Lancelot to relax, but he still checked the system interface and upgraded most walls to those with defensive structures, spending most of their wood, stone and gold.


    "Lord, may we talk to you about something? I think you should know about it." Lumiel asked as Lancelot tilted his head, confused as to what might be wrong¡ªLumiel was always mature and pristine as an angel¡ªthus, she was direct unless wishing for something special.


    "Sure, what is wrong? Please speak openly." Lancelot invited casually, leaning back as Marimo finished massaging his aching body¡ªher soft touch made him feel better as Ikumi played with Meru''s ears curiously.


    "We angels and the royal guards... We want to fight..." Lumiel declared seriously as Lancelot understood what they meant¡ªAya and Meru nodded in agreement with Lumiel while Morgana shrugged, leaving the decision up to Lancelot since she didn''t mind their involvement as long as they stayed safe.


    "Okay, let''s go find someone to fight."


    Lancelot was still excited from his duel with Nuriel, and thus, while she was silent behind him to the left, the opposite side of Morgana, he turned to her with a smirk, "Will you come too, Nuriel?"


    The seraph smiled gently¡ªinstantly summoning her weapon eagerly, causing Lumiel and the others to feel pressured as Lancelot rose from the throne, stretching lightly as Ikumi joined him.


    "Okay, just in time... It seems some idiots are going to attack our eastern defences because they mistake it as Guinevere''s territory."


    "Morgana, you stay here and rest, Marimo. Please look after her." Lancelot ordered as Marimo bowed silently while Morgana pouted cutely¡ªit was strange how she went from seductive and lewd to cute and mellow with a bit of cheekiness added. It must be motherhood that made her change drastically. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Teleporting straight towards Guinevere and Tiamat, Lancelot frowned immediately as the sounds of clanging steel and the roars of monsters filled the forest¡ªfrom above the clouds.


    Looking around, he noticed the flames roaring intensely from below¡ªit seemed Tiamat was using powerful spells to burn anything in her way as Lancelot descended elegantly.


    With Ikumi, Meru and the others following closely, the angels summoned their weapons alongside Aya, who drew her twin blades fluidly with Nuriel, creating her silver spear¡ªIkumi didn''t use her spear today and just wore thick gauntlets.


    "Guin! Why didn''t you message me sooner?"


    "Ah... Lancelot...." The silver-haired vampire empress was currently fighting several strange monsters with four arms and sharp claws as they attacked her portion of the forest. Unlike Guinevere, Tiamat was using powerful fire magic and burning the enemies.


    "Please handle the north; they are coming for my people¡ª" Guinevere shouted as Lancelot waved his hands calmly, feeling bored as the angels took flight gracefully, charging the horde of strange creatures heading for the elven archers!


    "Meru, Aya¡ªkeep the area protected¡ªLumiel, Nuriel¡ªkill those bastards instantly, Ikumi..." Lancelot commanded seriously¡ªthe Royal Guard members nodded in understanding, using their swiftest and strongest abilities to kill the four-armed monsters¡ªthe angels created holy barriers and engaged the enemies in the sky while Ikumi charged straight into the crowd!


    With her gauntlets, she struck hard and fast, punching them directly in the groins before slamming her fists into their faces, shattering their bones and jaws! Within moments, Ikumi killed over twenty enemies, surprising Lancelot immensely!


    "Wow, Ikumi¡ªyou got so much stronger than before...." Lancelot complimented as he fluttered his wings and landed in the middle of the battle just outside the forest; looking around, he felt this was not a random attack, as the monsters were clearly trying to stretch Guin thin.


    "Die!!"


    A group of four armed monsters attacked Lancelot with their sharp claws, aiming for his chest¡ªgazing at them, Lancelot formed dozens of imaginary daggers and tossed them forth carelessly as they pierced the bodies instantly.


    While the monsters screamed painfully, Ikumi slammed her fist into them, finishing them instantly with ease as Lancelot sighed softly, "This is boring... Ikumi, you stay with Meru¡ªLumiel and Nuriel; focus on protecting the elves¡ªAya, please protect Guinevere¡ªthese guys aren''t worth my attention."


    Ikumi obediently stayed behind Lancelot, guarding him with Meru, who wielded dual blades elegantly, killing any strays heading for Guinevere¡ªLumiel and Nuriel flew high, using their powerful holy spells, creating an immense barrier to stop several aerial monsters from entering Guinevere''s forest while Aya sliced apart the enemies nearby.


    It seemed Lancelot overpowered them easily as he yawned lightly, conjuring several invisible blades and piercing the heads of the strange beasts effortlessly, killing them instantly¡ªafter realising they were losing, most monsters retreated as Lancelot cleaned his robes, shaking off the green blood dripping down the cloth.


    "Meru, Ikumi, collect the corpses..."


    He felt a little bored, but maybe Tyr would have something more fun for him to do.


    "Did they send such weak monsters because they underestimated Guin? Maybe I should mess with these idiots..." Lancelot muttered quietly¡ªMeru collected the corpses professionally while Ikumi nodded softly¡ªthey both disliked the idea of fighting weaklings!


    ***


    After collecting the corpses, Lancelot returned to Guinevere¡ªthe vampires cheered loudly as Tiamat exhaled deeply, resting with the elves peacefully while Guinevere welcomed him politely with a serious expression.


    "Thanks, darling~ come here."


    Guinevere''s atmosphere changed instantly as she hugged Lancelot''s body tightly, kissing his cheek and nuzzling him. After the bath, she moved to her village and found it was under attack¡ªthen, in a panic, she started fighting instead of telling Lancelot.


    "Guinevere... You need to inform me when this stuff happens." Lancelot advised¡ªshe smiled bitterly but was not remorseful for trying to fight on her own.


    He sighed gently, knowing that Guinevere was confident in her skills, yet her followers were limited in number¡ªwithout the troops lent by her beloved, there would be nobody guarding the north right now.


    "Don''t worry, I was just worried about you..." He smiled, kissing Guinevere softly on the forehead as Ikumi stuck close to Lancelot, pouting angrily, "Master~ I am here, too!"


    Meru shook her head helplessly as Aya kept watch overhead¡ªthe angels controlled the skies flawlessly and destroyed any intruders trying to escape while Lumiel helped Meru stack the corpses¡ªwhile Lancelot flirted, Ikumi glanced at Guinevere hatefully, wishing for the vampire empress to leave and stop sticking so close to her Master!


    "Are you okay, darling?" Guinevere asked as Lancelot smirked lightly¡ªnodding his head gently as he checked over Guinevere and looked to the dragon that kept giving him strange glances before turning away from him.


    Why is she always so strange to me now? Did the blood thing really piss her off that much... Lancelot wondered as Guinevere and Ikumi stuck incredibly close to him¡ªTiamat snorted coldly before leaving silently, transforming into her human form, ignoring Lancelot entirely.


    "Darling, thanks for helping my people~ shall we go celebrate our victory?" Guinevere smiled brightly¡ªIkumi rolled her eyes secretly, crossing her arms over her plentiful bosom, refusing to leave Lancelot as Lumiel and Nuriel landed with their faces beaming.


    "My lord, it seems the enemy is preparing to attack again, but the number will be much greater," Lumiel reported as Lancelot nodded¡ªGuinevere frowned as he began deploying orders to his large army currently waiting to help.

 Chapter 140: Chapter 27: Crushing The Enemy.

    Lancelot''s eyes scanned over the huge expanse of land now visible thanks to the hard work of his and Guinevere''s Territory, but it was hard to see it all due to him not being the master of half of it.


    He wanted to ask her something, but how she took his words would affect their relationship forever, and it was his first time doing it despite planning to ask Sumika for the same when they had a moment to talk.


    "Guinevere."


    "Yes, darling?"


    "Come here, all of you leave this area and patrol the other walls."


    "M''lord? But..."


    "I can protect this part of the wall just fine alone. Go."


    After the second time, his voice ordered the elves and hares as they left the place, turning back to watch the scene of their two lords moving closer to each other with curious eyes and twitching noses.


    "Darling, what''s the matter being so serious?"


    Guinevere came close to Lancelot since they were alone.


    She hugged his left side like a habit as Morgana took the right side and Ikumi the back normally, her delicate fingers tracing along his cheek, watching him gaze at her with gentle eyes.


    "Will you become mine officially?"


    "I have been yours for so long already¡ªwhatever do you mean?"


    "Let''s make my kingdom our kingdom." His words were spoken slower and with a deeper tone than normal as both his hands lifted her chin, gazing at her strange face as her mouth opened and closed.


    They did start the process in the past, but she thought it was just for formalities sake and that he would never go all the way, yet he did, which caused her heart to thump.


    "You mean it?"


    "I will be equal to Morgana in your heart? No longer can you take her side all the time...!"


    Why is her lovely face so adorable when she''s embarrassed and shy? I can feel her heart beating so rapidly with deep, powerful thuds.


    "Of course, I swear."


    "Mmmm! Then... What about my ring? Hehe~ I''m kiddin¡ª"


    The next moment, Lancelot lowered himself to a single knee, pulling out a small golden box with the symbol of the Empire on the lid.


    "This ring is one of a kind and will only allow the true owner to wear it. I had these made in secret. Even the gods couldn''t have watched my actions."1


    "Lady Guinevere, please become my mine."


    Clack!


    A beautiful gem glistening with a deep ocean blue radiance, the sapphire matched Guinevere''s eyes perfectly as the platinum and mythril ring shimmered with countless engravements that were all words of love from the very heart and mind of Lancelot.


    "Y-you... This ring..."


    Warm tears began to spill from her eyes, slow, gentle teardrops forming into a stream of tears as she held Lancelot''s hands trembling, reading his messages, those only for her eyes. Even if the great god tried to read them, it would just be squiggles, but for her...


    It was a love note spanning the moment Lancelot first saw her in their first lives.


    "Thank you, Lady Guinevere, for enduring such hardships and putting up with me even when Iacked all tact and didn''t acknowledge the end you must have suffered."


    "From this moment," His finger took the ring, sparkling with the light of Avalon''s two suns like blessing their union.


    He slipped it slowly onto her left-handed ring finger... "We will face any end together, no matter if it is our victory or loss."


    Instantly after the ring fixed onto her hand, she kissed him and pushed the poor Lord onto his back as she entangled his tongue, sucking on it as if lost in a moment of insanity and passion, her tears were salty, but Lancelot would still say the kiss was sweet.


    He loved Guinevere regardless of what her tears tasted like because every single one of these drops came from the heart, and he cherished it more than anything else.


    "...You sure take my words seriously," Lancelot chuckled a bit awkwardly as he recovered from being pinned down by her sudden display of passion and affection.


    Her cute face only looked blissful as she released his tongue with a wet smack, "I wonder how serious you are about facing ends together?"


    Guinevere pouted with cheeks blushing red before she planted another kiss onto him... And then yet another... As the couple drowned themselves in their passionate kisses and embraced under the shadow of the two Suns, the world they knew was coming to an end, whether in their victory or defeat...


    As the pair''s kiss came to an end, the shimmering threat of saliva dripping from their tongues fell onto the green grass while both held each other in a warm embrace before suddenly they both saw a screen appear...


    It was the lord interface for those who owned territory, but they both saw the same screen, and both could interact with it.


    This was proof that Avalon had accepted their oath.


    Now, both of them would rule the entire territory, with only the troops being distributed separately.


    ? Combine Territory to create the Capital City Camelot and its surrounding forest, Sherwood forest??


    "Lancelot... if you accept this, you will never get rid of me, you know?"


    "Guinevere, you were a girl I saw as a naive boy and yearned for you to become my wife. Do you think I would let you escape now you are mine?"


    "Fufu, my husband is such a ladykiller... Sumika and Evaine... you might even do it with Rena, right?"


    "Haha... how about you just kiss me and stop being doubtful."


    Guinevere began to fight him playfully as they rolled in the grass, no longer caring about the enemy attacking them and instead just embracing the moment of peace the two had at this moment.


    Because both of them knew that the attack today was the beginning of the end of their quiet days, and soon, the Empire would go to war with the Western Federation...


    "Mmmmm~ I will kiss you and dominate you, crushing my enemy!"


    The pair lovingly spent five minutes fighting, kissing and holding each other tightly as Lancelot pinned her down, forcing the young lady into a certain defeat.


    "Lancelot... My love, can you please save my parents... I... want to do it myself, but I lack the strength..."


    Her eyes were earnest, and the plea from her heart, but Lancelot only smirked at her before showing his silver gauntlet.


    "Little Guin, they are already my family. How could I let them die, all for the sake of the Guineverian Empire."


    "You''re so dumb! What Guineverian! It''s Brittanican!"


    "Hahahah! Let''s crush the enemy and make our territory bigger¡ªnow that Camelot will become a city, we both need to make a new village and a country!"


    "In the demon kingdoms or human..." She asked, kissing his neck tenderly, wrapping her arms around him and not letting him free until he told her.


    "Hahaha, well..." Lancelot played along and leaned close, the scent of grass, berries and Guin perfume mixing into a wonderful scent as he kissed along her neck to her ear and whispered. "I will take both."


    "!!!"


    "Greedy~ husband, but I like it!" Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ***


    Ten minutes later, both Guinevere and Lancelot were standing before the combined forces of both Lords with over seven hundred troops in total. The majority were armoured frost hares, with Marimo and Ikumi leading their respective troops.


    Lancelot didn''t hold back. He even brought Nuriel and all the angels from his Territory, along with the succubi and a portion of the kitsune from Sumika''s village.


    Meanwhile, Guinevere brought her three high elves who spawned from the half-elf tree, like magic, a hundred frost hares, and two hundred elven archers along with mages led by the elf, Almeidora, who became stronger from Sumika''s teachings.


    Everyone had armour forged by Lancelot''s most skilled blacksmiths, which were one angel, a succubus, a frost hare and kitsune, all of them forged together to make unique armour and weapons.


    This included Lancelot''s angel knights, and Guinevere''s High Elf Mages, Frost Hare hammer Warriors, Elven Archers, and the succubi, Sanguine Knights.


    Both Lords gazed upon their army and nodded. The feeling of unity filled their souls because they shared their Territory, and all of the people present belonged to, made both Lancelot and Guinevere feel warmth as their fingers intertwined. Standing at the front of the troops, Lancelot spoke clearly as his words reached all his subordinates.


    "My friends, today marks the start of the era where we live peacefully in our Territories and the beginning of a war to liberate our neighbours and have them serve under our banner. Our enemy isn''t a person, nor is it some nation, but the entirety of Avalon that shall become ours."


    "Meet your future queen, my wife, and second only to me, treat her equally to Morgana and heed her orders in my absence."


    Guinevere waved gently while smiling brightly, wearing a golden dress covered with armour matching Lancelot''s, both crafted by the angel and succubus smiths using Lancelot''s designs.


    Lancelot had added runes and magic circles onto his armour to make it more durable while remaining light and agile, and given Guinevere some protection in the form of his armour, as part of her damage would be transferred onto his, not only protecting her but giving the pretty lady a distinct look that matched his style.


    Seeing the troops cheer in joy for the marriage between their Lords made both Lancelot and Guinevere smile, but they had to kill their enemies first before they could hold a proper ceremony.


    "Today, we head out; let us kill those beasts, purify the corrupted, and seize their Territories for our empire¡ªForward!!"

 Chapter 141: Chapter 28: Demon King

    The moment the shout resounded, hundreds of troops shot forward, running in their groups, and the succubi and angels flew rapidly to support them while Lancelot and Guinevere stood at the back, waiting for something.


    "Guinevere, can you feel it?"


    "I can feel something strange... two powerful units are standing within their army... maybe more."


    "Ah... just like Rena, their side has two demon kings."


    "!?"


    "But I am surprised they didn''t bring their Territory Leaders... or they don''t know the mechanic." Lancelot mused thoughtfully while Guinevere tilted her head cutely before nodding slowly.


    "Maybe they don''t realize, but it makes things easier... Did they perhaps think that Ikumi or the other units were the leaders and didn''t send their strongest units?"


    Lancelot looked at Guinevere with a smirk as she stood on the head of Tiamat in her great red dragon form.


    "Don''t take risks or show your full power too soon; if their leaders come, we might suffer a harsh battle if their armies remain. We don''t know how strong they are... After all, I never saw their leaders in full form before."


    "Understood, dear husband... oh... wait, I have something to give you." Guinevere blushed slightly and jumped down Tiamat while Lancelot watched curiously.


    "Close your eyes, hubby, ~"


    Lancelot did so immediately without thinking as his lips touched Guinevere, whose cheeks flushed red as she pressed her body onto his, her soft breasts rubbing against his chest before she grabbed his crotch, squeezing lightly and releasing a shuddering moan in his mouth as she rubbed his member hidden beneath his armour.


    Breaking the kiss slowly, her dazed eyes regained focus as Lancelot''s vision returned...


    "I hope you liked my grope of luck, hehe." Guinevere laughed teasingly before jumping onto Tiamat and flying off swiftly into battle as her words drifted softly along the wind to Lancelot.


    "Oh... by the way, hubby, good luck killing the enemy leader with that raging erection~ I will help you when I return, okay!? Fufu." Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot twitched slightly as he felt embarrassed, looking around the empty territory before quickly summoning his black and white wings and the protective black visor that gave his divine sight to both eyes.


    "I should probably cull the stronger enemies..." Lancelot muttered while spreading his wings wide, the sound of flesh bursting into blood echoing silently before he took flight towards the battlefield...


    All while completely ignoring that his face now how a bright pink lipstick mark, not hidden by the visor.


    Meanwhile, Guinevere giggled happily as she flew fast towards the enemy territory, commanding her succubi to ambush the enemy army''s rearguard while the elven mages chanted their elemental spells that battered the enemy monsters with fire bombardments, causing huge craters in the ground and blowing the monsters into meat chunks.


    The frost hare warriors formed ranks and began to decimate the enemy using their powerful thighs and legs to crush the exoskeletons of the monsters before carving them with their weapons with a ruthless glint in their eyes.


    Lancelot felt that after taking his blood, the Frost Hares were a little bloodthirsty and violent... and very erotic in bed¡ªwell, they were part of the rabbit family, but even worse now as they seemed to revel in killing and slaughter.


    She trusted Lancelot, but Guinevere wouldn''t be so lazy. When dealing with monsters that showed intelligence and planned attacks, she wouldn''t sit and watch. Instead, Guinevere would join her subordinates on Tiamat in the fight.


    There was a reason why she rushed ahead of Lancelot¡ªnot only so she could have fun and impress him but because she had a plan to use her elven mages to break their leadership, allowing the three women to stand on Tiamat''s huge wings, using magic to anchor themselves down, as they began to cast alternating elements to burn everything around the army''s commanders, stunning and halting the enemy movements.


    Guinevere also used Tiamat to pick up her succubi after they killed most of the rearguard, leaving just twenty units alive to run back and report to their masters.


    With her army supported by Lancelot''s troops, Guinevere decimated the first wave of enemies while Lancelot landed before the second army approached from behind her...


    "Tiamat, keep her safe."


    Lancelot stroked her nose, and she snorted, but the rejection seemed to be gone; maybe Tiamat just wanted him to treat Guin with respect and as much love as Morgana... as he shot forward, his flight caused several shockwaves and loud sonic booms as he attacked the second army along, with his dual swords, and the hundreds of purple blades dancing around his body.


    His swords danced rapidly and cut apart the monsters like they were made of paper, and the blades flying around Lancelot instantly stabbed through the monster''s weak points, destroying many cores as his figure moved gracefully while avoiding any enemy attacks, his armour able to endure multiple blows.


    With each movement of his arms, their entire bodies were ripped apart by beautiful sword lines, severing heads and limbs and slicing bodies into halves.


    The battle didn''t take more than two minutes as Lancelot finished slaughtering all the weaker units, and he was preparing to clash with the enemy leader.


    Suddenly...


    Two figures appeared, a fox woman with nine tails and a huge monster... with eight arms and several eyes gazing across the battlefield, before instantly they shot eight lazor beams towards Lancelot''s troops... a deadly red and black beam burning the air as his body flashed forward to stop them hitting his frost hares...


    Only to find his blades unable to block the beams as his eyes widened. Lancelot crossed his swords before him, but the impact of the eight beams forced him backwards dozens of meters as his feet dug into the soil...


    The beams began to melt his armour slowly, the sound of boiling flesh reaching his ears as his swords shook violently... Lancelot grits his teeth, activating his mana barrier spell to push back the beams, saving his frost hares in the distance...


    If the frost hares remained there, they would have all died...


    Yet the fox woman and monster didn''t give him a chance to counterattack... as her eyes focused onto Lancelot... and pushed her hand forward, creating a huge firestorm on his location¡ªthe black flames crackled before forming a huge pillar of deadly flames engulfing Lancelot''s location...


    As the smoke cleared, Lancelot''s burned body rose from the crater, his skin sizzling as his armour melted while his swords were broken, but his visor was still on and protected his eyes... naked and in a horrible state, he dragged his body forward, while Guinevere planned to support him, after eliminating the rest of the forces like planned.


    "Ah... you just had to attack out of nowhere, didn''t you."


    His gaze revealed his anger as Lancelot glared at the two humanoid demons, floating in mid-air carelessly... while he took out a healing potion to restore his body, gritting his teeth and panting weakly... Lancelot wasn''t known for being reckless unless he believed he could win...


    Lancelot gazed at his broken swords, sighing inwardly, tossing them aside as the fox woman grinned arrogantly... believing Lancelot was finished...


    "What a lovely ape... you have such a brutal cock. A shame we are enemies, or I would make you mine."


    "I don''t like to diseased women..."


    ?Dominus?


    But... Lancelot clicked his fingers... his wounds healed instantly, revealing a completely pristine body clad in blood red and black armour¡ªa brand new pair of swords appeared to be growing from his forearms like sharp black dragon scales as Lancelot smiled coldly¡ªbefore disappearing from their view, his speed shocking the fox woman as she failed to notice Lancelot flash behind her...


    Slice... Slice... Two cuts appeared on her waist as Lancelot slashed upwards cleanly¡ªtwo diagonal cuts opening her belly as the fox woman froze and teleported away¡ªonly to feel the pressure on her increased... the nine-tailed beast had four tails ripped off instantaneously, barely evading the other four.


    "Come back, woman."


    Lancelot''s hand pressed on her forehead, once again appearing in front of her as he slammed her down into the ground, forming a crater and splitting her skull.


    "How dare a filthy monkey kill Yuna!"


    The eight-armed spider monster roared angrily and shot its beams towards Lancelot''s head.


    But he ignored them and began slamming her head repeatedly... his fists smashing her into the ground while her arms fought fiercely against Lancelot¡ªshe punched his gut, making Lancelot spit blood... but Lancelot kept punching... cracking her skull open before twisting her head off with a snap...


    Just as the beams melted his armour and burned his helmet¡ªthe visor cracked severely...


    Splash


    His helmet broke, revealing a handsome face as Lancelot''s gaze grew cold before his swords sliced down... cutting her headless body into two pieces...


    The battle ended so fast... Lancelot sighed and picked up the fox woman''s body, ripping out her core as he pulled out his huge black sword¡ªlooking at the eight-armed spider-like monster who seemed to be shrieking in grief, he didn''t care.


    Broken Dominus, bloody body, but holding his dragon-slaying sword... Lancelot felt invincible.


    "Did you think I would let you live after trying to kill my lovely girls?" Lancelot''s deep, distorted voice, like a demon, echoed through the entire battlefield, the aura powerful and heavy, causing all the enemy troops to slow down as with each step towards the huge demon, his Dominus seemed to repair... or change...


    The armour became more demonic and covered more of his body until all that showed of his human body was his mouth, and his spine was now encased with thick dragon scales, forming his black dragon tail that slammed against the ground, causing deep cracks to appear.


    "You killed Yuna...!!!"


    "Oh, sorry... was that slut your bitch? My guy, she had the scent of over a thousand men on her body... are you the world''s greatest cuckold?"


    "Graaaaaaaa!!!"


    All his eyes began to crackle once again as the two began to prepare for battle, as instantly eight beams of destruction shot towards the strange Dominus form of Lancelot.

 Chapter 142: Chapter 29: The City of Camelot Rises [1]

    The huge monster rushed towards Lancelot with its limbs slicing across the air with huge force, trying to crush and tear Lancelot with a heavy blow, but Lancelot effortlessly defended against the spider monster''s savage offence, deflecting its eight limbs and cutting them cleanly until all eight limbs were filled with sword wounds.


    "Graaaa Yuna!"


    In its despair, the huge body of the spider beast began to pulsate with Earth magic ether particles... causing Lancelot''s eyes to open wide with alarm as he dodged hastily...


    An earthquake erupted from its body...


    And an enormous magic formation began to emerge from underneath Lancelot''s feet as he frowned. The monster caused the ground to explode with huge rocks and spikes aiming towards both Lancelot and his army.


    Lancelot could avoid the danger himself... but he had to worry about his frost hares'' safety! He cursed and flew fast... protecting his forces before rushing back towards the beast... his sword shone brilliantly in the sunlight¡ªLancelot slashed downwards fiercely to kill it quickly, but a sudden flash of black light struck him...


    ?Terra Engorgio?


    A black flaming spider wrapped itself around Lancelot''s body... causing him to curse as he smashed the flame beast, breaking free instantly, but the earth magic explosion continued unceasingly, blocking Lancelot from killing the unit easily...


    "Gigigigigigigi Die! Die! die!"


    The spider began to dance, with a strange, distorted face resembling the fox woman, laughing as Lancelot felt annoyed¡ªas if mocking him... the explosions became fierce, and he couldn''t approach easily...


    Lancelot growled, realising his army was affected by the quake as well... he didn''t want to waste time¡ªso he raised his hands, gazing at the monster before grinning...


    "Stupid arachnid."


    The flames were suddenly absorbed by a black flame that flowed from the crocks in Lancelot''s Dominus, the flaming spider on his body rapidly withering as its Ether was completely drained in seconds, causing the spider beast to widen its many eyes fearfully as Lancelot smirked...


    ?Arc Flame Slash?


    He swung his blade as arcs of crimson flames cut cleanly into the spider monster''s torso... igniting its insides... Lancelot disappeared from its view instantly, reappearing above the monster...


    ?Phantasmal Swordsmanship?


    Instantly, hundreds of swords pierced its entire body, Lancelot smiling coldly as he held his sword firmly in both hands before stabbing the spider monster''s head... cutting it straight down the middle as he fell from the sky...


    ?Whirlwind Slash?


    His voice echoed softly, slowly, as his body fell¡ªhe began to twirl around, with a beautiful and magical aesthetic slicing across the body of the monster, tearing its flesh and igniting it in flames as the spider monster''s body burned into ash in an instant...


    Lancelot dropped to the ground as a huge amount of Ether entered his body from the two defeated generals; it seemed their lord was likely extremely powerful as he crushed the token to claim land instantly before falling to one knee.


    I was too confident¡ªmy training slacked... There are many threats in this world... Demons who have been in Avalon for decades... Humans with more armies and connections than you could imagine.


    I need to become stronger... If I''m defeated¡ªCamelot will fall... Lancelot vowed strongly before raising his head to see Guinevere flying towards him happily, standing on Tiamat as Lancelot''s gaze softened.


    For these women, I need to put more effort... My sword and body need to ascend to the next level.


    Looking at the frost hares cheering loudly, his victory boosted morale and won the first phase.


    The land outside of Sherwood forest was now his and Guin''s, allowing them to build a forward defence against the huge collection of demons to the east. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But Lancelot knew that fighting on three fronts would be deadly and thus needed to increase his hold on the southern human city and village.


    Too much work, but I must push onward.


    "Guin, can you make sure the girls get rest as soon as possible?" He asked, hugging her tightly as she leapt off Tiamat, who restored her fiery redhead form, watching the pair holding each other with a passionate kiss to celebrate victory.


    "Of course I can, how are you... so much blood and your armour."


    "Nnnn, I just got a wake-up call that was needed badly. I might be strong for a first year, but many things could crush me with one blow..."


    "I plan to start intensive training daily from now on¡ªyou are welcome to join me."


    Guinevere nodded slowly as Lancelot cleaned himself while his armour dropped to the ground, crumbling into dust, as his coagulated blood and wounds began to bleed again¡ªhe kissed her neck passionately and spread his tattered wings wide, flapping them slowly as if to keep himself standing.


    "I have to return to Camelot and apply the changes... and upgrade to a city... otherwise, the enemies who attack can just take our land away easily."


    Lancelot''s arms fell weakly as Guinevere felt worried, holding him against her body, trying to heal him as much as possible, but his body seemed too exhausted to recover... "Tiamat... can you please take Lancelot to Camelot?" She looked to her trusted commander with a soft voice and worried, flooding her lovely blue eyes.


    "T-That bastard... what if he tries something funny!?"


    "Then let him..." Guinevere joked, causing the redhead''s face to turn red as she kicked the ground and pouted once again, transforming into her dragon form and grabbing Lancelot in her arms, as his eyes looked faded and weak.


    "Thanks, Guinevere..."


    "Don''t worry, you fought hard. No, let your wife take care of everything."


    "Ikumi, gather your unit and help search for any leftover monsters and eliminate them. Marimo, can you make a small defensive..."


    The voice of Guinevere faded as Tiamat shot into the air, flapping her huge wings to take off into the air and head towards Camelot. As she flew high in the sky, Tiamat glanced at Lancelot''s naked body... biting her lips before closing her eyes and focusing on her mission.


    Tiamat arrived quickly in Camelot, landing safely before placing Lancelot down gently.


    She was about to leave before she paused¡ªher gaze looked at his wounded body, filled with so much damage, and she couldn''t bear to leave him here.


    Returning to her human form, she lifted him in her muscular arms and carried him to the huge black throne in the centre of his black citadel, now swirling with a huge amount of Ether to be distributed to all the troops.


    "Why are you so annoying..." Her husky voice filled the room as another dragoness entered with a dirty body and messy hair... it was Tyr who was finally set free and accepted into his forces.


    "Hmmm... a filthy black dragon whore."


    "What? You wanna go, you ginger dragon!"


    Tyr walked over casually as Tiamat narrowed her eyes but ignored her¡ªthe ginger beauty rolled Lancelot over slowly, stroking his wounds and frowning, but then suddenly Tyr pushed her away as she started kissing his body... licking him slowly...


    Tiamat averted her eyes as she didn''t realise that Lancelot''s wounds were too severe for regular recovery potions... Tyr began sucking his wounds... her tongue flicked before swallowing his blood¡ªa demonic skill passed down from ancient black dragons...


    Drinking blood allowed black dragons to absorb a portion of the opponent''s Ether¡ªbut it also allowed them to restore their kin''s wounds¡ªher eyes closed as she began to treat the huge gash across his chest that refused to heal, her long red tongue sliding along the bloody wound and flicking away the dirty black residue from the spider monsters attack.


    "Anti-clotting, anti-healing... necrosis... ether drain... My black dragon emperor... why let some inferior monster do such horrid things to your body?" Tyr purred sensually after analysing Lancelot''s condition before she sucked his wounds once again, her tongue rolling around his body sensually, causing Tiamat to grit her teeth but close her eyes to ignore her.


    "Even I can treat such injuries... fufu, I shall have you lick me in different places later to make up for it."


    "Damn perverted black dragons! Always about sex and lust!"


    "Shut up, you red bitch! Or I''ll show you how amazing our emperor tastes later... his ether is far purer than anything I ever tasted... ahhh..." Tyr moaned seductively as Lancelot''s wounds finally closed and his breathing eased¡ªcausing Tiamat''s heart to sigh in relief as Tyr licked her lips slowly before wiping away the residue blood...


    "Such a lucky man... your ether is so delicious¡ªfar better than anything... but why do you not use your dragon blood, only using your inferior demon blood?"


    "Can you just shut up, Tyr!?" Tiamat snapped furiously as Tyr giggled playfully... her eyes flicked, and she vanished from Camelot... Like misty shadows, her body was gone.


    "Hmmm... so the Red Dragon is attracted to the last male Black Dragon, how cute... such an old woman wants to mate with a young boy~ lewd dragon."


    Tyr appeared within Sherwood Forest as her gaze gazed at the remaining frost hares working alongside Guinevere as she commanded them and prepared defensive fortifications... the black beauty grinned excitedly before returning to do the same thing she did near Sumika''s territory.


    "If only I could drink your black dragon heritage directly from that huge thigh... Fufu~ let''s clear the land and make him praise me."


    The black dragoness had been brainwashed by her first defeat and now did common farming and lumberjack work without care.

 Chapter 143: Chapter 30: The City of Camelot Rises [2]

    The entire region under the control of Lancelot began to rumble as he was sitting on his throne, slowly recovering from the long and harsh battle with only Tiamat in the room looking at his face while he began to twiddle with the Lord''s display and ignored her.


    ?Lady Sumika had transferred her rights of Lordship to you in exchange for becoming your consort.?


    ?Do you Accept??


    ?Convert Territory into a City?


    ¡ªWarning! Damage to terrain and slight changes will be made. Make sure to have no ongoing battles and prepare for an upgrade.


    His divine eye was perfectly fine, while his demon eye was a little blurry, so he closed it and pressed the activation button.


    "Phew... Let''s see, we have a lot of wood and stone. Let''s update all walls in the entire Territory to the enchanted Blackstone used in the citadel..."


    "Tiamat, can you help me stay still... the entire territory is about to become a mess."


    "Hmmm?" Her nose snorted, but her body quickly appeared beside him as a sudden roar sounded from the depths of the land before the shaking worsened, causing the walls and citadel to shudder and tremble.


    A huge earthquake began to fill the lands of Lancelot, Sumika and Guinevere. The first change was how the territory walls all became a black, sleek stone like marble but strong enough to take the blow of a Demon King''s full power attack ten times in a short period.


    He was making even the basic defensive walls of their villages extremely strong.


    Soon, cracks formed across the land as though something underground was moving.


    "Why do I need to get my wife and move further away?" He smiled wryly as Tiamat hugged him tightly against her body while her head peered at his expression.


    "It''s rather large. Won''t others detect this anomaly and head to attack you?"


    Lancelot, with his head pressed between her huge bosom, almost smothered by the silky smooth marshmallows, nodded.


    "This isn''t normal. Most upgrades to Territory happen overnight without anyone feeling anything... But if you do them all at once... Well, there are two choices. Either keep it active over a few weeks, but then other forces might suspect that you''ve found a large dungeon or mine... Or just do it all at once.."


    As he said this, Tiamat laughed lightly as the walls shuddered and rumbled as they were repaired with Blackstone and reinforced until the tremors reached deep within the land.


    Cracks began to form under the houses and citadel; people began to panic and rush away as the cracks turned into fissures that spread far out and connected until suddenly Lancelot''s Territory looked like it was divided into two massive sections that rose slowly into the air!


    Then the land became larger, and his farmland doubled, just like all four sectors and the huge mass of land outside his Territory... Sherwood forest tripled in size, with the tree count doubling at least.


    As for Guinevere''s village, it grew to the same size as a town and had huge walls on all sides; what was even more special with the upgrade was the massive wall that wrapped around the entire Territory, not just the city.


    Lancelot had emptied most of his wood, gold and stone to make this happen and planned to add another two villages in the spots of empty land that were formerly neutral that now became his as increasing his main Territory to a city increased its range and domain by more than ten times.


    An ordinary territory upgrade would double in size at most... but Lancelot didn''t care much; after all, his goal here was to survive and thrive.


    What mattered was... He just added 150 kilometres to the diameter of Sherwood forest and quadrupled Guinevere''s Village, which also allowed it to upgrade to a city in the future. The distance between him and her place was much further, though.


    Though the increase in the size of Sherwood forest could be detected... Lancelot had secretly used his energy to create a veil-like effect that caused everything outside his Territory to view the region as ''Mountainous'' while it was vast plains with forests and a small lake to one side.


    This was the main reason he didn''t recover fast enough, and now the black dragon mountains were also his Territory thanks to Tyr submitting to him, so they became special, filled with Blackstone, iron, mythril and countless veins of magical and rare ores along with doubling in size.


    Now, his Territory was one of the most luxurious of the lords below forty years in Avalon.


    "Won''t this make you a beacon for the enemies to target?" Tiamat was confused before his hands began to wrap around her waist as if natural.


    "I plan to have Guin and Sumika remain in the capital city and defend here, while for the outer villages and towns, I will leave to you, Tyr and myself... Is that okay?"


    After saying this, Lancelot kissed Tiamat''s cheek, and her face flushed slightly; she quickly woke up from his actions, feeling his hand squeezing her ass before she pushed away. "Hey... I am not yours but Guin''s... bastard..."


    She muttered cutely with her cheeks reddening slightly as Lancelot smirked faintly as though he could read her mind; he leaned in the arm of his throne with his legs crossed with a smirk."


    "Since Guin is my wife, you should accept me as your master already. Didn''t it feel good in my arms?"


    "Shameless...!" Her body burst out flames, and Lancelot just shook his head; though her face seemed cold and indifferent, he knew her heart wasn''t rejecting him as strongly anymore.


    The bond created by sharing bloodlines was taking root in her heart, whether she liked it or not.


    So he would keep working on her with different approaches until she served him like Tyr. "I see, but Camelot needs an honourable Red dragoness to be its protector."


    "....Hmph! I don''t serve humans! And you are just a weak brat," She huffed and sat back down on the ground like a puppy with her tail flailing slightly with a hint of reluctance at the words he spoke.


    But Lancelot didn''t mind because he could see the smile on her face as she turned around and knew that she liked that thought. He would make sure to have Guin mention it again in the future.


    "Do you want to go and see the Territory together? Some pesky bandits or monsters might be trying to sneak in and attack."


    "...Fine, only because Guin asked me to protect it, nothing else." She replied grumpily, but Lancelot got up and smiled wryly as she walked beside him.


    "Get on then, stupid man." Her seductive body transformed into a giant draconic form reaching above the walls where he stepped on her wing tip and leapt onto her back, grabbing ahold of her hard red scales with a smile, as her speed caused them to almost teleport outside the citadel and into the distance among the clouds.


    ****


    ? Eastern Demon King''s Throne?


    "Tell me, what was the tremor that happened soon after we lost Yuna and Garath''s life signals, Terence?"


    In front of a Demon King whose eyes radiated pure red energy that showed a small white skull on his left was a nervous middle-aged human who stood on one knee with his head bowed deeply and refused to look upwards due to fear.


    The throne was covered with black obsidian stones, and the roof was adorned with a huge, fearsome demon head statue with horns stretching meters long that held a spear in its jaws towards the man.


    Every servant needed to bow deeply or kneel when they arrived near the Demon King, and any who failed to do so would find themselves on a guillotine instantly, regardless of status.


    "My king... according to our scouts, it seems as though there was a powerful dungeon breakthrough and expansion underneath a newly appointed young Lord called Lancelot."


    "Him...?"


    A frown appeared on the demon''s face; the council mentioned this youth due to the human lords who served as pigs and dogs for the Western demon lords. "The sword dancer already has a city-level territory and killed both Yuna and Garath?"


    "How many of his forces did you murder in return? What of his commanders?"


    "King... We lost over five hundred men to him alone, and after they appeared dead, we found the bodies missing heads and limbs. His commander was a strange Black Knight clad in armour similar to ours... A Demon... Then his other is a seraph, who crushed over three hundred in the battle..."


    "The lord himself... was something beyond a human... he was more of a demon king..."


    The man shivered upon remembering that horrifying creature that killed Yuna and Garath without hesitation after wiping out those weaker demons, which shocked him greatly.


    "Hmm... How many forces does he have?" Asked the demon king, showing his interest in this youth.


    "...We managed to track his army of more than seven hundred frost hares... strangely, they are not sick and are more powerful than the average demon footsoldier. Then he has a smaller number of strange succubi that rely on magic and combat, not their charm... numbering around two hundred, while the amount of angels barely reaches thirty."


    "It seems that the fearsome woman with a golden spear is his ally and has more than four hundred half-elf archers..."


    Terence continued listing Lancelot''s forces until finally, the Demon king frowned at the lack of numbers; it was clear that he was weak despite defeating a mid-tier demon lord.


    "Did they manage to kill off these frost hares?" He asked, and the man felt chills at the memory of that scene where their forces were like cattle...


    "N-No, my Lord... there were less than ten casualties in total... The Lord himself blocked the attacks that would have killed many of them with his own body..."


    "Lord Lancelot somehow healed his forces quickly while using skills that allowed them to heal faster, and... they showed no weakness nor injury at all, even when fighting us several times as we tried to destroy their food reserves."


    Upon hearing this, the Demon king laughed loudly, his face no longer worried, as he peeked outside to the army with more than ten thousand orcs, demons and ogres... nothing compared to the ones from before.


    "He would use his own body to protect mere pawns... What a very human-like action... Hahahaha!"


    "Sargosa, come!" A huge deformed troll with three heads stepped forward, holding a huge axe and magical staff in his arms¡ªwhile not kneeling to the demon king, he clearly showed respect.


    "Crush him with five thousand of our strongest units... Crush his pride, destroy his vanity and kill ALL of his troops."


    "Y-Yes!" The kneeling human disappeared upon the order, leaving the Demon King to laugh wildly. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Such a tiny human... thinks he can fight me? Lancelot... Sooner or later, I will kill you and mount you as a trophy..."


    The demon king looked to the darkness surrounding his Territory and smiled, hoping the human lord could evolve more... "Fight Sargosa, don''t disappoint me, and I''ll send one of my commanders next. Not just a mere captain or vice-captain."


    That''s right... Yuna and Gareth were just Vice-Captains...


    Hell was approaching Lancelot slowly, and he had no idea of the demon he had provoked, a demon that would normally have been in the spot he was because of the changes in time¡ªhe was instead moved to the Far East.

 Chapter 144: Chapter 31: A Foreboding Feeling.

    Lancelot was standing on the walls of his huge citadel, watching the changes in his territory with a feeling of pride now bigger than his past village and filling him with a sense of accomplishment.


    His eyes watched the Succubi and Frost Hares playing near the distant walls several kilometres away. Each of them hauled wood, stone and other materials from the huge forest and new mines that suddenly appeared when the territory was upgraded to city-grade.


    "They look happy... I want to do more for them all."


    He flicked open the Lord store and began looking for entertainment buildings, only finding a bar or a more fitting one that was more of a song-house with alcohol and then a place where they could get a relaxing spa treatment.


    "Let''s build these for the women and make a system for all the hardworking girls to enjoy the benefits."


    Stepping off the wall, he dropped to the ground like a meteor before his black and white wings flapped rapidly, sending his body flying into the air, tearing through the sky as he began to survey his new land and make plans in his mind.


    ***


    Two hours after he left the citadel, the others began to return and start relaxing, but Lancelot was still enjoying his flight around the Camelot territory.


    Feeling the cool breeze blowing past him, his body began twirling in the air as he became deep in thought.


    Should I make a name for the borough or start thinking of a country name... screw getting one over on Arthur¡ªI want it to resemble my journey and path...


    He began to swoop down to find Guinevere, Nuriel, Ikumi, Marimo and Meru standing on the citadel walls, waiting for him in their casual attire.


    "Welcome home, My king!"


    "My King! Welcome home."


    Following Guinevere''s greeting, they all began to kneel and bow to him, the entire army of over seven hundred all in their light armour and outfits, causing Lancelot to feel something he hadn''t felt in his life...


    He landed as Morgana''s soft body wrapped around him, hugging him gently as she wore a long black dress with a black crown on her head¡ªno longer did she act seductively but more motherly and warm.


    "Welcome back, my love. You fought so bravely¡ªwe have all seen just how you put your body on the line."


    Her gentle hands swiped across the air, forming a small video screen that showed the battle of him fighting the vice-captains and then blocking the blast that would have killed at least a hundred frost hares...


    He felt a little shy to be acknowledged... That was what he didn''t have in the past, and now he finally felt it... Thanks to the wonderful women and troops now looking up to him like their Lord, king or god.


    "Come, let us celebrate. I know you are already planning for the future, but my love, you must take this moment to let the troops celebrate and rest."


    "I agree, my king. You deserve the rest, too." Nuriel''s stern voice was strange, as she gave a rare smile.


    "Then we have to train twice as hard together in the morning. I want to fight you and all your sisters in the future. My sword must evolve!" S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You... My king..."


    "Okay~ stop flirting with the Seraph, or she will steal you away. Sumika is helping the cute fox troops to make a huge meal for you. Please, enjoy it."


    A rare blush showed on their face of Nuriel as he realised this girl must be like him... She was a battle idiot!


    The women, led by Morgana and Guinevere, led him towards the citadel entrance, with Marimo facing the troops.


    "Today will be a day of relaxation¡ªthe guard rota will be shortened¡ªmake sure you visit the grand hall to enjoy the banquet before you head to your posts. The Lord wants you all to know he is happy with all of you."


    "Good work."


    "Thank you, Our Great Lord!"


    "Praise Lancelot!"


    Lancelot heard their loud cheering as he entered the huge black doors, and he shivered, feeling a strange feeling of joy and delight.


    I feel so proud... They put such faith and belief in me.


    Morgana held his hand tighter, seeming to feel his feelings and smiling gently as she kissed his cheek.


    "You look so happy, but you know the goblins felt the same way, right? They just didn''t know how to express it to you as a human well... but the word they used to call you. Meant Great King in the ancient goblin tongue."


    "Eh?"


    Lancelot felt like he was suddenly hit with a huge bullet.


    She changed forever as she giggled, kissing his lips and pulling him towards the main hallway filled with the scent of food.


    To think they felt that way and I never tried to learn their language to realise I wasn''t just a human lord for them...


    Now he truly understood what it meant to be a lord, and he wanted to become better, improve himself, get stronger and give these girls everything they deserved!


    He walked faster, entering the great banquet hall to see hundreds of frost hares and succubi sitting while Sumika stood beside two cooking stations.


    Each side was made to resemble a restaurant setting, giving off the feeling of going out to eat instead of inside his citadel.


    So many cuisines... some were from his world and the empire, while others were eastern, and then some seemed to be the frost hare''s cooking.


    Sumika saw him staring excitedly and smiled before pointing to several seats at the centre of the tables set for eight people.


    Meru jumped happily, leading Lancelot along with Ikumi as she pulled him to sit between two Frost Hare waitresses. Morgana sat on his right, while Guinevere sat opposite with another two frost hares, making Lancelot smile at them.


    Everyone else began to fill the seats, including Marimo, Nuriel, Sumika, Mirei and the frost hares he recognised. It was a very intimate feeling seeing so many of his girls gathered around him with no worries or stress... He knew they all put their trust and hope in him and his rule... And Lancelot planned to exceed those expectations!


    Marimo looked at Meru and Sumika before standing as everyone stopped moving and eating, looking at Marimo as she clapped her hand.


    "As the chief tactician and strategist of this Lord, it brings me joy to be able to announce our Lord has won numerous battles without a single loss or defeat. Each time, he fought like a beast against foes far more powerful than us all, showing why he is our leader!"


    Clapping erupted among the frost hares, followed by Sumika, Morgana and Nuriel clapping with smiles. Even Ikumi clapped as her ears twitched excitedly.


    Marimo lifted her goblet filled with wine and continued, "Please raise your cups for Lancelot Du Lac. Let us drink in celebration of not just our winnings but also our Great Lord, who defended us all against the enemy... Cheers!"


    "Cheers! To our Lord Lancelot Du Lac!""


    Raucous clanging sounded out as laughter exploded, followed by Meru wrapping her arms around his arm.


    "Master, here. Sumika and Meru made these dishes. We worked super duper hard!"


    "Thank you both; please tell Sumika to thank you for all this effort. It looks amazing."


    Meru grinned happily, causing Ikumi to shove her plate forward.


    "Eat mine next. I hunted them myself with Meru! We caught five wild boars today!"


    Seeing how competitive Ikumi was being, he turned to Morgana, who smiled softly, pushing her plate forwards. "Don''t worry about us; we will feed ourselves. Focus on Meru''s food."


    Seeing the delicious-looking steaks and other dishes, Lancelot wasted no time digging into the first ones served to him.


    Meru''s fluffy cheeks puffed with joy, watching him eat each dish she and Sumika cooked, feeling his joy with each bite. Everything was perfectly seasoned, juicy, tender or crunchy, causing Lancelot to sigh as he devoured them like an animal starved for days!


    This brought a bright smile to Meru and Sumika as Lancelot ate every last morsel of each meal placed in front of him, including desserts made by the frost hares using various fruits and berries gathered near the citadel.


    "Thank you, all! This has been the best meal of my life! Please continue enjoying yourselves; I am tired."


    He felt his stomach full from such a large quantity of food as Morgana pulled him away, taking him towards his chambers with Marimo, Sumika, Ikumi and Nuriel following behind them, with Meru yawning.


    Inside his chambers, Lancelot dropped to his bed and leaned back against the headboard, kicking off his boots as Marimo picked them up and lined them on the shelf neatly after cleaning them.


    "Girls... I fear that the future will be harsh... on you all." His eyes were glazed, slightly drunk from the fruit, wine and spirits.


    "Those enemies today were not commanders... they were mere vice-captains... I think my rush to develop has caused us to kick a steel plate."


    Nuriel took Morgana''s spot on the left as Sumika snuggled into his right while Ikumi and Marimo lay across his legs.


    Ikumi raised Lancelot''s hand before licking his palm gently and nodding, "We are family... We frost hares will hunt those bastards till death!"


    "It doesn''t matter what foe we must face. My king will grow strong enough to face them and win for all of us. You proved you can overcome any problem today, my king. Trust your tactician and strategist!" Marimo spoke first, causing him to laugh, ruffling her hair playfully.


    "Yes, Lancelot Du Lac¡ªno matter what happens, we will protect you, this land, kingdom and each other. Those foes were weak compared to us as a unit! So don''t worry and enjoy your victory."


    Morgana added with her alluring voice as she began to help remove his clothes slowly, with the help of Marimo as they pushed him into his bed and all sat around him with soft eyes.


    They could see his fatigue but didn''t want to leave¡ªthe weak Lancelot was just too adorable as he wrapped his arms around Sumika and Nuriel.


    "I''m so lucky to have you all by my side..."

 Chapter 145: Chapter 32: Tempering His Blade/Bride

    Lancelot was standing in a training uniform, holding two wooden swords as the old male standing several steps away¡ªlike a typhoon locked inside a glass bottle, he waited, watching the young male before he exploded his accurate blade, cutting the air and striking three points on Lancelot''s body.


    The first strike was aimed at Lancelot''s throat; the second strike hit his chest; and the third strike struck the back of his head.


    The old male watched Lancelot''s movements as his eyes widened¡ªthe boy left handed sword blocked the strike to his head while he deflected the first and second strikes with a single swipe of his own before stepping forward with his right leg and thrusting his left leg into the body of the old man''s chest.


    With a dull thud, the old man stepped back, dodging Lancelot''s kick by rotating his waist and moving out of the way before he twisted his body and swept his foot towards Lancelot''s legs.


    "Hah!"


    Jumping to avoid the sweep, a sharp off-hand slash sliced the air aimed at the old man''s thigh. The old male deflected the strike and used Lancelot''s jumping momentum to stab him in the stomach.


    Pa!


    Wooden swords tapped against each other, and the sound echoed through the courtyard as both of them stepped back, their bodies filled with sweat as they breathed deeply.


    "Young lad..."


    "My Sumika....?"


    Lancelot lowered his hips, taking an offensive stance, with both swords pointed at the old man, his face serene and without worry or shame. "I love her and will marry her." S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The old man''s eyes widened before he smirked, and suddenly, his body began to grow, muscles bulging as he vanished from sight.


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Endless Shadow Strikes?


    Multiple after images appeared all around Lancelot, who paled before he closed his eyes and focused, breathing deeply as he calmed his nerves, listening to the rustling wind.


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    Pa!


    Wooden blades rained down upon Lancelot like a storm, but none of them landed as Lancelot avoided, parried, or countered every attack aimed at him.


    The force of each blow made him astounded!


    ALL WERE REAL!


    He focused on using his superior power to deflect the blades and aim to counter, but the old man''s speed seemed to have increased several times as his old, hoarse voice sounded once more.


    "Good.... Good! You want to marry my cute Sumika... then show me!"


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - Sublime Death?


    The old man''s figure became more hazy as he held his sword vertically while it seemed to become sharper and more eerie with each moment before he suddenly shot forward and turned into a pale mist.


    The air became stale, only the breathing from Lancelot now filling the room, as from the door, a beautiful woman with a mole under her eye watched the room with a fascinated gaze, the short Sumika watching from behind her back.


    Pa!


    A wooden sword pierced Lancelot''s heart as blood came out of his mouth, yet he remained standing, glaring at the old man before he raised his swords and attacked once more!


    However, there was no wound! This was just the images his killing intent caused!


    "Damn!"


    Lancelot fixed his posture as he took a deep breath; feeling the seriousness of the old man, he too began to display his best, and small dragon scales covered his body, not using the demon bloodline, but the dragon one he normally neglected.


    The eastern clans revere dragons, so let this dragon take your beloved Granddaughter!


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - Step Into The Void!?


    The former swordmaster''s feet and legs turned black, and his muscles seemed to become healthier and seemed like he was young again¡ªas he stepped forward, there was no hesitation.


    The old male''s killing intent rose to new heights as it oppressed Lancelot, whose mind began to waver until he remembered Sumika''s smile, and his eyes flashed with determination!


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Steps?


    With each step, he followed with a powerful slash, as if a dragon''s roar was contained in each of the strikes that were rapid and relentless.


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    His feet moved like lightning, and the world slowed down for Lancelot as his attacks accelerated, making the old man step back as he defended!


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - No Man Shall Pass?


    The old male''s killing intent rose once more, and Lancelot felt himself unable to breathe as he felt the murderous intent of death itself, but he did not stop!


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    Blades clashed again and again as sparks flew until Lancelot felt his vision begin to fade, and his movements faltered as he coughed up blood!


    "AHHHHH!"


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Roar?


    The old man used a technique that backfired because the sound of his roar caused the dojo to shudder, but then...


    A roar shook the dojo as Lancelot''s dragon blood awakened, and the pressure on him lessened as his eyes glowed golden! His aura erupted, dispersing the old male''s killing intent!


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Claw?


    The old man''s wooden sword slashed three times across the chest of Lancelot, but because of his current change, he could see their entire movement, his twin blades knocking the attack off target and his right hand thrust forward, hitting the old man''s face.


    Pa!


    Lancelot cut the old man''s cheek, and he smiled before his killing intent vanished as he nodded.


    "Congratulations... I approve... you may marry Sumika."


    Pa!


    Lancelot fell back, exhausted as his dragon blood faded, and he lost his focus, but even though he fell, his hands were still clutching his swords, refusing to let go.


    "Ho ho ho... what a promising son-in-law." The old man changed completely!?


    He no longer showed any sign of rejecting Lancelot. Instead, he suddenly clapped his hands, "Can you bring some tea and snacks for the young lord? Our Sumika''s husband has come to visit."


    Sumika blushed before she ran to Lancelot, helping him stand up while the old man looked at him and smiled. "Come, come, rest here for a while... we can talk about marriage later."


    "First, we discuss the sword!" The old man and Lancelot''s eyes shined in sync as if they were blood relatives... only for the mother of Sumika to slap both of their heads.


    "Talk swords, always swords!"


    "Entertain your cute granddaughter and daughter!"


    ***


    The reason this happened was due to when they returned from celebrating, Sumika wanted to visit home after a long time...


    "Sumika... the maid said that you have been sleeping at that young man''s place?" Her mother''s seductive tone was husky and caused the innocent girl to shudder on the spot after she forgot about morals and the family rules due to enjoying sex too much...


    "M-Mother... I..."


    "Did you already do it?"


    "Mmm..."


    However, the expected punishment never came. Instead, her mother began to cheer and make delighted sounds... "Handsome son-in-law... he accepted our stupid daughter... ahh.... finally she became a woman!


    I thought we would have to care for her until we were old and grey!"


    Sumika was confused, but then her father appeared, looking at Lancelot with gleaming eyes. "Son... you must be strong, right?"


    Lancelot gulped as he nodded, "Good... then prepare yourself because that old man is going to kill you for sure..."


    Sumika paled, "Father, do you not approve of him!?"


    "No... he passed! With flying colours! But your grandfather is strange!"


    "Huh?!" Sumika was shocked, and Lancelot was confused... but then he realized why Sumika was always being teased by her parents when she visited.


    They liked teasing her!


    Her parents loved Sumika, and they approved of Lancelot as a son-in-law!


    Thus... the only issue was the old man, the former swordmaster who once fought against the empire and defeated them in battle before peace was made.


    "Oh... Sumika! Grandpa missed you so much!" The old man entered the room... but then he saw the atmosphere of his cute granddaughter sitting beside another man and facing both his daughter and her husband...


    "What''s this?" Her grandfather asked.


    Sumika''s mother pointed at Lancelot, "Grandpa... this handsome man wants to marry Sumika."


    "Oh... good taste!" The old man praised Lancelot.


    "But I Refuse!!!"


    Sumika paled; Lancelot frowned, and Sumika''s parents shrugged as they stood up, leaving the dojo. Sumika grabbed Lancelot''s hand, "Grandfather! Please accept him! He''s kind and loving!"


    The old man snorted, "Sumika... I refuse because I am testing him! If he passes, I shall allow you to marry him!"


    And thus... Lancelot had to fight for Sumika''s hand...


    But he knew from the start the old man was just like his daughter! The cute faces Sumika made when she was teased were too adorable!


    After Lancelot won, Sumika hugged him and kissed him, causing her grandfather to laugh before he walked away, "Tomorrow! We shall discuss marriage!"


    And thus... Lancelot would be wed to Sumika after talking swords, drinking, and chatting with the old man late into the night, learning many things from him.


    However... Lancelot forgot something important...


    Sumika was also like her family... and liked to tease him.


    This became evident when she purposefully wore erotic clothing, showing Lancelot that her parents gave her such clothes to wear to seduce him.


    She even had lace underwear given to her by her mother!


    Thus... Lancelot lost control and decided to ravish Sumika on her parent''s sofa, forgetting that her parents were nearby... thus hearing Lancelot lose control and having wild sex with Sumika, shocking both of them before they laughed and left, congratulating them and praying for another cute child to be born...


    But her grandfather was sitting in his room, biting his sheets in agony as her voice resounded through the entire mansion.


    "That damn brat... already tainting my cute Sumika... He better give me lots of cute grandchildren that love swords..."

 Chapter 146: Chapter 33: Strange Atmosphere At The Academy...

    Morning in the Hotaru household was rather strange for Lancelot because he was used to eating alone or just having a few slices of toast, egg and bacon as the table was filled with a light Eastern breakfast with steamed fish, white sticky rice and a bowl of miso soup.


    He was extremely hungry due to training with her grandfather all morning since they both woke up. It seemed that he was in a bad mood because of the acts he and Sumika performed during the evening.


    There were other small side dishes with a few omelettes and sausages cut into funny shapes put on Sumika''s plate as she ate them with a happy face but making a mess all over her chin after letting her sauce drip from her mouth.


    "Sumika!" Her mother''s stern but gentle tone sounded as Lancelot was already leaning over with a napkin and began to dab the mess from her fried egg and tomato sauce away¡ªhe then folded the napkin and wiped the excess grease from her soft lips as she pushed them out for him like it was natural.


    "This girl... Lancelot, you don''t have to clean up for this monkey girl¡ªjust throw her in a cold bath and leave her be."


    "Haha, I''m used to it. She likes to eat messy things but always gets the mess on her face or clothes."


    Her mother''s eyes narrowed, and Nagisa smiled¡ªseeing the handsome young man looking after her useless daughter, she hoped that his genes and personality were transferred, not the monkey who continued eating without any worries, just like her messy grandfather.


    "Such a good boy... Here, have some more fish and sausage."


    ***


    Lancelot enjoyed the feeling of this meal as he helped Nagisa clean the tables and wash the dishes while Sukima, her father and grandfather were now lounging in the living room watching television.


    As he was carrying all the pants in one arm, putting them on their correct hanging pin, Nagisa mused to herself. "Such a kind and strong boy¡ªif only you were here every day, my life would be so easy."


    "Haha, you flatter me."


    The two finished cleaning a few minutes before Sumika had to leave for the academy approached as her maid entered the room and gave a light bow.


    Oh? It''s the woman from the other day who was following us in the car.


    She looks really tired¡ªit must be hard working with such a master who loves to wander and sleep at a man''s place. Lancelot thought to himself as he washed his hands and followed the two, greeting the lazy old men who secretly watched Sumika leave with doting eyes.


    "Lancelot~ last night was so good, hehe," Sumika shouted the moment they left the mansion, but Lancelot swore he heard the sound of things being thrown around after she spoke with a very sensual and playful tone.


    "Try to keep quiet, and there''s no need to shout that we had sex all night. It makes your grandfather and dad upset."


    A wry smile showed on the maid''s face in the reflection of the wing mirror, causing him to turn away and help the clueless diva into the back seat.


    "Hmmm... but I really enjoyed a night where I was finally the only woman in your bed!"


    That seemed to have stunned the maid who dropped the keys as she was going to start the engine like a horror movie, her hands shaking before I smacked the nose of the troublemaker.


    "If you stop talking about it on purpose. I will do it more often, okay?"


    "Hehe... Just what I wanted."


    ***


    Finally finished with toying with her entire family, Sumika behaved from then on. Only holding Lancelot''s hand tightly as they drove to school quietly.


    He received a message from Edward, Maria and Guinevere on the way, responding to them as Sumika peeked into his phone with a curious gaze¡ªthankfully, she didn''t complain or get jealous instead...


    Despite sitting next to him, she sent him a message and peered at him with her huge almond eyes until he replied.


    "We are here, young lady, young master."


    The maid announced as she parked the car and swiftly got out, opening the door for both of them and handing the small boxes filled with a light lunch Nagisa prepared for them before bowing and leaving once they got out of the car.


    Lancelot accepted happily, but for some reason, Sumika was pouting.


    "Why is it fish again... I always have meat for lunch... stupid mother... seducing my husband."


    Listening to her nonsense brought a smile to his face as they entered the gates, but for some reason, he felt a strange sensation.


    Something isn''t right...


    The magic around the academy... Many eyes are watching my movements, but some of the gazes are not living and seem to be dolls or statues.


    A powerful existence is observing me. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot tried not to be obvious as he looked around with his divine eye while holding Sumika''s hand and heading towards the meeting point just outside the campus classroom gateway.


    He also noticed that it was not just the strange gaze but the second and third-year elites who seemed to be watching him more often than whispering to their friends, and all of them turned towards Lancelot.


    It was eerie...


    Despite knowing that his actions would garner attention, this felt strange, but he didn''t know how to explain this feeling... All he knew was that his new eye and race allowed him to sense when something dangerous might happen.


    That was how he saved his troops so many times¡ªthe battle the other day was the same.


    When the spider monster was about to fire its attack, he sensed the great danger to his body in the first attack, and then when it aimed at his troops, he ignored that warning to protect them.


    It felt like something above, something far above his power level, was watching him.


    I guess the decision to become stronger was right on time.


    Shaking his head, he greeted Guinevere with a smile, "Hey Guin, did you have a nice evening?"


    "Heh... how could it be nice when I knew you and this midget were going at it like rabbits all night!" She purred, hugging his chest, while Sumika pouted with a victorious smile as she held his arm with a proud smile.


    "Well, it was quite nice, but I didn''t get much sleep before her grandfather summoned me to practise from four in the morning," Lancelot admitted as Guinevere laughed at his suffering, but Maria arrived soon after and stood facing him with the usual cute look¡ªtoday, her hair was a light blue fluttering with ice, and her fairy seemed to be absent.


    "So Lancelot, did you enjoy your date?" Maria asked with a sweet voice¡ªit was strange because normally Maria wouldn''t speak when in front of others...


    The strange actions caused Lancelot to frown because of the strange atmosphere in the academy, so he was on his toes before he noticed the thin wings fluttering behind her with his divine eyes, their soft shape sparkling with silver dust as she looked at him with a smile.


    It''s Maria but also her fairy at the same time... So this is her awakened form... interesting. Lancelot thought as he nodded with a smile, reaching out and cupping her cheek.


    "Yes, I enjoyed myself very much¡ªit was fun spending time with Sumika even though her family tried to kill me."


    The girls all found it strange how he suddenly began to flirt with Maria, touching her face, but Lancelot could only smirk as he caressed her smooth skin.


    "Maria, how about you and I go on a date together sometime too? I bet your fairy friend would love that."


    Maria blushed but nodded as Lancelot leaned closer, peering deeply into her eyes¡ªthose innocent eyes stared back at him as he whispered for only her to hear. "Where is the real Maria, you naughty little pixie? Do I have to spank you before you return control to her?"


    She blinked with a confused face before Lancelot kissed her forehead and let go, stepping back as a red flush covered her entire body¡ªGuinevere and Sumika frowned, not understanding what happened, but Maria looked shocked¡ªit was like she didn''t expect him to figure out her game so quickly.


    The next moment, her wings vanished, and her formerly confident face of Maria turned bright red and began to tremble as she touched the spot Lancelot kissed¡ªbecause she was jealous, Sumika wrapped her arm around Maria''s back and held Guinevere''s hand as they began to run away.


    "Hmph, stupid cheater, Lancelot!"


    "Cheater? What did I do wrong? Hey! Come back here and tell me what I did wrong!" Lancelot cried out as the girls ran inside, causing the elite students who gathered around to watch their interactions to follow and whisper before they also disappeared into class slowly.


    What''s with those girls... Lancelot shook his head before Edward appeared with a bored face, patting his shoulder with a wide grin.


    "Hey, bro, how was last night? Did you and Sumika have a nice time?"


    "Why do you know about that?"


    Edward looked awkward before he took out his phone and showed a large page on the back forum¡ªit was a message posted by someone with the nickname "Sexy Ninja Girl", and it spoke about how she would be spending all night alone with her future husband, and there were several pictures added...


    Her face and all private parts of her body were hidden well, but he was on full display! Again, that little monkey had posted his nude body on the internet!

 Chapter 147: Chapter 34: Gawains Deal???

    In the classroom, Sumika was trying to get Lancelot''s attention, but because of her posting images on the forum, he began to ignore her and instead talked to Edward and Maria, causing the cute girl to get jealous.


    Today''s lesson was regarding the choice of mentors and the deadline that was fast approaching for the first Ranking Tournament of the year. So, he needed to select his mentor by the end of the week, as did many of the elite students.


    This was a luxury because the non-elite were only given a shared mentor and coach, which meant their performance would be significantly lower.


    I almost forgot with how busy I was and the fact I wasn''t in the position to find one in the past...


    Who would approach me in the last days? If I were to win, the mentor would also gain a great benefit package and help from the academy to improve their territory for free.


    Most of the elite-level instructors became like demons in the last week... offering all kinds of benefits to try to lure their chosen students.


    Even Sumika has three teachers competing to take her on as a student, but she told me she chose an old female pervert who seems to be close to her grandfather''s rival, a female who uses the dual sword style and came here chasing her widower grandfather.


    The instructor''s name is Miss Fujioka, and Sumika said she has been interested in her grandfather for over forty years and wants to marry him¡ªbut her grandfather is stubborn and refuses her advances.


    She seems to be using Sumika to get close to him, but the crazy little monkey is happy to help and doesn''t care about her grandfather''s struggles!


    Guinevere was going to choose a member of her family. Alas, it''s great when your mother is the empress, and she can teach privately on a level beyond even Merlin could. She did ask if I wanted to join, but sadly... I was a little scared of her mother. That woman was too strong, wild and unpredictable!


    When I first won the chance, my target was going to be Merlin... But I''ve come to realise that there isn''t much I can learn from him, and his speciality is cowardice. Plus, if I do well, he will chase me down himself...


    So, I will pick the woman I want to become stronger and help advance further while there is still time.


    My eyes watched as Evaine began to teach the lesson, her eyes scanning the room before looking at me and seeming angry.


    "Alright, everyone, today we will be discussing the mentors you should choose. As you know, it is compulsory to pick one. You will not be able to participate unless you are selected, and those who fail to choose a mentor will be assigned one by the academy."


    Evaine explained as Sumika raised her hand with a smile, but Guinevere pulled her down as Evaine glared at her, "You will be assigned to a low-ranked teacher unless you can persuade another high-ranking instructor to take you in, so please consider this seriously."


    Sumika seemed to understand that she messed up as Evaine returned to teaching the lecture, but Lancelot was deep in thought¡ªif she was being like this now, would she really accept his nomination? It was true since he took her virginity, they hadn''t spent much time together... sea??h th§× ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    I really need to manage my time better...


    Unlike his other women, who were normally in the same territory during Avalon, Evaine could only interact with him at the academy. It made Lancelot feel a little guilty...


    After class, Evaine immediately left with her assistant teacher, ignoring Sumika''s cries as she waved her hand, running after her with Guinevere, Maria and Edward laughing at her behaviour as Lancelot sighed with a troubled expression.


    Maria pulled on his cuff, and she looked bright red. "Lunch... come?" The poor girl bit her cute pink tongue as she trembled, looking embarrassed, while behind her, Edward and Laura were shocked, watching with interest.


    "Can you come with me somewhere first? Maybe we could buy something light and eat together?"


    "Eh...Mm.... okay."


    Maria nodded shyly as Lancelot smiled, turning to Edward, who was giving him a thumbs up, before Laura slapped the back of his head, waved at him and mouthed the words, take care of her¡ªshe''s innocent! As the pair left for the cafeteria alone.


    Lancelot took Maria''s soft, cool hand as they left the classroom.


    He had grown a soft spot for this little fairy girl, and it seemed that when the fairy queen possessed her body, she remembered the things said.


    At first, her hand was frozen, but after they headed towards Evaine''s office, her grasp became softer, along with her deep breaths and rapidly beating heart calming down.


    "Okay, thanks for coming with me. Do you want to come inside or wait here?" He asked with a slow, gentle tone as if not to scare a trembling rabbit.


    "Mm.... follow?" Her beautiful sapphire eyes glistened as she looked up at him with her glossy lips.


    Oh god... I want to marry this cute creature!


    Shaking his head, he knocked on the door of Evaine''s office, only to enjoy the sound of her seeming to panic and start cleaning or throwing things around. After a few minutes, she finally said, "Come in!"


    Opening the door, Lancelot saw Evaine wearing glasses while tidying her desk, pretending to do paperwork as she looked at him with a flushed face and then at Maria, who clung to his cuff and frowned.


    "Yo, Evaine. I came to ask you about becoming my mentor!" Lancelot tried to play it off, ignoring the daggers from her eyes that made the poor ice rabbit tremble and hug him tighter.


    "Didn''t you already get an offer from Gawain?" Evaine asked with a sharp tone as Lancelot seemed stunned¡ªhe hadn''t heard of any such offer.


    "No... Gawain never offered me anything. Is there anyone else who would want to mentor me?" Lancelot asked, confused¡ªEvaine slammed her desk with a furious face, shocking Maria as she hid behind him while Lancelot remained calm.


    "Of course, there is an idiot! Why did you think otherwise? Gawain, Merlin, Me and many others are eager to tutor you! Don''t you know how popular you are?"


    Evaine exploded as Lancelot scratched his head and sat down, pulling Maria onto his lap and embracing her soft body as she calmed down.


    "Lancelot... Do you not understand how unbelievable it is for a first-year to wound a second year in their first week seriously?"


    " You might have been seen originally as another possible strong lord, but the actions you made... beating Arthur, crushing the nobles, seducing the princess... and defeating me." Evaine gritted her teeth as Lancelot patted Maria''s head, tickling her ear and making her blush as Evaine stared angrily at him.


    "All these actions made you stand out from the rest and become someone who all the top families are watching. The fact you are from an old Gaelic Noble house, a Duke house that has all the old nobles routing for you! To revive the old families. So why do you think you don''t have offers?!


    Idiot!" Evaine finished as Lancelot sat there stunned before Maria hugged his neck, rubbing against him as he patted her head.


    "Oh..."


    "It''s no Oh! Your life is in danger! The current nobles hate you¡ªthey want you dead, to crush you, no matter what... please stay safe in this competition because, for you, it will be a wheel battle, and they are going to try and clip your wings!"


    Evaine''s love and affection for him was obvious as she became more animated¡ªit warmed his heart and caused Maria to feel shy, but her eyes were serious as she understood something...


    Her family were new nobles... and her father might be one of the enemies, but she would NEVER betray her first love... Lancelot was too enamoured with Evaine to notice the subtle, slow changes in Maria as she watched him with a more convicted gaze.


    "I will ask once, why do you choose me? Is it because we''ve had sex, and you''re my lover?" Evaine seemed to forget Maria too because of how cute and silent she was, or rather, the fairy queen was casting a fairy spell to lower the tangibility of her master.


    It allowed Lancelot to focus solely on Evaine as he reached out, taking her hand, surprising the beauty who flinched.


    "Because you are the strongest teacher, and I trust you¡ªyou aren''t greedy and want to use me like Merlin. I have loved you longer than I can remember¡ªwhen I was in my lowest moments, you were there..." Suddenly, he stopped, realising he had begun to speak about the past and felt a little stupid.


    "Ah... and I died, leaving you alone, right?" Evaine asked with a sad expression¡ªLancelot froze, looking at her, who began to shed tears down her cheeks, causing him to feel confused...


    "How.... Why!?"


    "The moment you finished inside me, countless memories, thoughts and feelings seemed to sprout inside me... a world I hadn''t seen, territories and monsters that don''t even exist..." Evaine''s confession caused Lancelot to shudder. Did this mean it would happen for all those he was related to if he connected with them?


    Then what did Rena see? What did Guinevere see? He began to feel a sense of unease, wanting to know who or what it would affect...


    The scene of Maria dying would it be transferred? What about if he slept with Marianne, and she saw her tragic end...


    "Lancelot." A gentle, cool voice sounded as two soft hands wrapped around his cheeks, causing Evaine to look stunned as she forgot the girl was here!


    "Lancelot, don''t worry. it will be okay!" Maria seemed different than usual¡ªher eyes were glowing brilliant blue as she smiled, "Maria will be your ally if you will accept a noble whose family ousted yours."


    Maria''s declaration stunned Lancelot as Evaine''s eyes widened¡ªthis little girl... she is actually the granddaughter of Lord Ammon, one of the nobles who destroyed Lancelot''s family and pushed them into ruin...


    But thanks to her words, Lancelot could part himself from the tragic and twisted thoughts of what might happen in the future. Instead, he cupped her chin, confused at this cute little girl''s changes all the time. "You will become the shame of your family, you know?"


    Maria nodded with a serious gaze¡ªher eyes were determined as Lancelot was unquestionable, and Evaine could see it, causing her to feel a little jealous, but the change in this little girl was so drastic!


    "Then you become family?"


    She tilted her head as the blue glow began to fade¡ªher lips quivered, and her face turned bright red. Evaine could only watch as the shortstack with blue hair seduced her man so easily before her eyes.

 Chapter 148: Chapter 35: The Enemys Error

    "Family...." Lancelot repeated those words as Maria nodded with determination.


    "Maria family with Lancelot... Mm... want!"


    "Oi, Lancelot, what''s with this little girl? Didn''t you say she was timid... Who is this bold girl!" Evaine complained, but Lancelot stroked Maria''s soft cheeks before kissing her forehead.


    "Don''t worry, Evaine. Maria is Maria¡ªjust a little shy and cute ice fairy." Lancelot comforted Evaine as Maria giggled with a happy smile before leaning against his chest and closing her eyes.


    "Tired... nap time...." Maria muttered as Lancelot looked at Evaine, who was glaring at him¡ªhis heart began to beat faster as he realised...


    She was jealous... of this little ice fairy!


    "So, Evaine, does this mean you will mentor me, or should I just find someone else?" Lancelot teased as Evaine pouted and threw a pen at his forehead, causing him to wince, but Maria protected him with a layer of ice while sleeping, surprising the beauty as it flicked back at her.


    "Stupid boy¡ªof course, I will mentor you, but don''t think I will go easy on you! I know you are extremely strong so I will train you so hard; you wish you had picked Merlin!" Evaine huffed as Lancelot chuckled¡ªMaria snored lightly as she rubbed her soft, cold cheeks against his shirt.


    "Good... then I will work hard to make you fall for me again!" Lancelot confessed as Evaine blushed¡ªshe coughed before typing something on her laptop, signing documents, and pushing them towards him with a red face.


    "Get out... damn player...." But his hand grasped her''s before she could push him away, "Let''s go on a date tonight. You can choose the place, so stop being mad, okay?"


    Evaine''s angry face faltered before she gave a slight nod as Lancelot smiled, standing up with Maria in his arms. "Pick me up at eight?"


    "Whatever... just go before I hit you."


    ***


    Upon leaving the room, the little ice fairy queen fluttered her wings and danced around Lancelot''s head before sitting on his shoulder as the cute Maria began to flutter, her little blue eyes filled with crystalline ice tears.


    "Did Maria sleep well?" Lancelot asked with a caring tone¡ªMaria nodded as her cute mouth opened and yawned, showing her tiny white teeth before stretching and clinging to his neck, hiding her face in his collarbone.


    "Why am I in your arms?" She asked, seeming different from the girl in the office, as he gathered once again the naughty queen on his shoulder had used fairy magic to let the poor girl act as she wished in her heart.


    "Mmmm, because you are a cute little ice fairy, and I was too warm."


    "Oh... okay... Nn. Are you cool now?"


    Lancelot chuckled, patting her adorable fluffy head as they walked towards the cafeteria¡ªMaria was shy, but she kept her face buried in his collarbone as her fingers grasped his shirt, playing with it.


    "Yeah, I''m cooler now, thank you."


    Maria seemed to enjoy hearing his praise as a soft moan escaped her mouth¡ªLancelot tried not to laugh because she seemed to realise the dirty sound she made as she turned bright red before hiding again.


    "Is it okay, you studying with Evaine with me, Maria, won''t your parents be angry?" Lancelot asked curiously as Maria peeked out with a cute face before shaking her head.


    "Father, not mind... Mother likes you too!" Maria seemed to be teasing Lancelot as he smirked¡ªbut he wondered why she was so confident... so he asked.


    "Why?"


    "Mother likes handsome guys with muscles... especially strong ones," Maria mumbled as Lancelot froze¡ªwas that true!?


    He couldn''t imagine the scary woman he met liking handsome young men... he always imagined her preferring burly men with bulky muscles... maybe some small guy called Harry.


    Maria seemed to notice his confusion before giggling, "Mother likes pretty things despite her looks...ah and strong smells... she calls them sexy!"


    Strong smell? Sexy? Lancelot frowned¡ªwhat did she mean by that... shaking his head, he dropped the conversation as they entered the cafeteria and found a quiet two-seat place to enjoy their meals.


    Both were pre-prepared today.


    Maria seemed to prefer fish with steamed rice and carrows while Lancelot had the meal prepared by Nagisa with several layers, but when he came to the small fruit box, it made Maria''s eyes sparkle...


    Three small red apple bunnies...


    Maria seemed to adore the apples¡ªhe could see it as she stared at the cute fruit with twinkling eyes until Lancelot offered her one. "Do you want one?"


    "Nn!" Maria nodded excitedly as Lancelot stabbed one with his fork before feeding her¡ªMaria closed her eyes happily as she ate the apple bunny while Lancelot fed her, enjoying her soft cherry lips, squishing against the metal and her cute expressions.


    "Yummy...."


    Maria seemed to enjoy herself as Lancelot smiled, finishing the meal before feeding her the remaining two apple bunnies¡ªafter finishing, Maria leaned forward and licked his lips with her small tongue, the sweet taste of the apple filling his mouth, shocking Lancelot as the fairy had once again vanished! She then wiped his lips and gave a satisfied smile.


    ***


    Lunch didn''t last long due to meeting Evaine, but today Lancelot wouldn''t be rushing to Avalon due to his promise to her, and there was something else on his mind.


    The people constantly following him were annoying¡ªthe people seemed to have no lives, and apart from being in Evaine''s office, they watched him all the time!


    "Are you going to Avalon Maria?"


    "Mmm... please forget... nnn!" The moment she recovered, the fairy appeared again and seemed to enjoy using her magic now, causing Maria to become a bright red mess.


    "I can''t. Your tongue was so soft and tasted nice."


    "Ah...." She hid her face and then ran towards the Avalon portals, looking back several times before vanishing in the distance.


    That girl... Lancelot shook his head before heading to the duelling area, wondering if they would keep following him despite the risks.


    Sure enough, four second-year males were following him quietly¡ªit seemed the boys were smarter than this morning as they were just out of sight, enough to fool a human lord, but he was not a human... Lancelot grinned as he walked to the arena before entering a duelling ring and summoning his black steel sword, waiting.


    Only a minute passed before four shadows entered with cautious movements¡ªtwo wore strange cloaks, covering themselves, but Lancelot could tell they were skilled due to their smooth footsteps.


    They carried magical swords covered in elemental magic, which was far too rare to be wielded by mere second years; they were likely the peons of someone powerful, and they also wore enchanted leather armour¡ªlooking closely, Lancelot realised these were the four guys were people who stood with Arthur most of the time.


    It seemed they were very lucky today because the duelling grounds were empty, meaning he could kill them without restraint.


    "Well, hello, lads, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Lancelot asked sarcastically as the leading cloaked male laughed, pulling his hood down¡ªhe was average-looking with a nasty grin on his face.


    "We come seeking vengeance for Arthur¡ªyou stole that little slut from him, making him seem inferior, and we cannot allow it!" His sneer was disgusting as Lancelot noticed his aura was similar to the monster beast from the other day¡ªthey seemed to have got hold of some power from the dark side, which made Lancelot smirk.


    They are not Arthur''s men¡ªsomeone else is making it seem like they are!


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    "Oh, sorry, but I don''t know of any slutty girls, but I will crush you all in a four-on-one duel, no problem." Lancelot replied arrogantly as the four boys from the second year seemed surprised, looking at each other as their leader shouted, "Kill him¡ªArthur said nothing about needing to leave evidence!"


    The idiots... Lancelot rolled his eyes before they infused their swords with magic¡ªthe moment they struck, he ducked and avoided the blow before swinging his blade, chopping through the first boy''s armour and flesh like butter, killing him instantly¡ªit happened in the blink of an eye, shocking the remaining three fools.


    They realised they underestimated this man¡ªtheir companion fell lifelessly with a wet thud before Lancelot kicked him into the other cloaked boy, knocking them both down as he spun and lopped the third male''s head off.


    Spraying blood-drenched Lancelot''s body¡ªthe final two males panicked, trying to escape as the leader screamed in terror.


    "This isn''t what he said!"


    "The teacher said our armour was invincible!"


    Teacher? Not Arthur... Good! Teacher huh... Hahaha! This means Arthur is innocent!


    Lancelot enjoyed chasing the two panicking idiots as he swung his blade, chopping one arm off as he screamed and crawled towards the gate, spraying blood everywhere before Lancelot chopped his head off, drenching the arena floor as the final cloaked male pissed himself in fear.


    "P-please! Master said to kill you quietly! Don''t kill me, please!" His begging pissed Lancelot off¡ªgrabbing him by the throat, Lancelot forced open his mouth with a brutal punch, breaking his jaw as the male screamed and spat out blood.


    "Speak¡ªwho is your master!" Lancelot growled with a murderous gaze as the terrified boy started naming teachers, including the ones competing with Evaine... Some teachers Lancelot knew despised Evaine!


    Damn... she might be in danger!


    But the people named were definitely not the ones who ordered him¡ªthere was someone who used mental magic on these students, making Lancelot feel regret killing them, but it was too late as the boy''s nose, lips, and ears began to bleed...


    He had been cursed and would soon die.


    Lancelot listened to everything, but he knew half was lies before slicing the boy''s torso in half, painting the walls red as blood covered his entire body¡ªupon leaving the arena, his flames began to burn the corpses, leaving nothing behind, not even ashes.


    Rest in silence, and forgive me for not seeing the truth¡ªI will make sure to end the one who made you into heartless dolls and toyed with your futures.

 Chapter 149: Chapter 36: Safe?

    When it came to Evaine, Lancelot transformed into a different beast as he rushed towards her private room using his ether at the maximum capacity and slammed into her room just to make sure she was alright, only to find her standing looking in the mirror and itching her ass...


    Ah... She''s fine! He thought, ignoring her vulgar state as she looked at him with a shocked face, staggered to her seat and fell with a small thud.


    His eyes looked at her pale face before moving closer and sitting beside her and holding her hand like she was going to die or was a sick patient. "Are you alright?" He whispered into her ear, trying to calm his raging heart.


    "Y-You saw nothing! Right?" Evaine didn''t shake his hand but instead held it tightly, stroking his hand as she seemed worried.


    "I noticed you admiring yourself in the mirror and itching yourself, but it was still quite sexy, so you get a pass."


    Pah!


    Evaine hit him with a plushie before screeching and biting his forearm, her teeth and saliva covering him as she slowly recovered from her outburst of anger.


    "You''re supposed to say no... say no¡ªI saw nothing, my queen!"


    Lancelot just shook his head before looking serious. His eyes focused on hers as she swallowed her saliva, wondering why he looked so angry. "Evaine!"


    "I am a simple man; if I see a nice ass, I can never deny there was a nice ass!"


    She looked at this man who had taken her virginity, beaten her despite being nearly half her age, and now who made her chest violently race just to be able to see his face and feel his warmth so close...


    Evaine looked into his serious eyes, the eyes like he was swearing an oath to god... and couldn''t help it as her stomach started to twitch, and she began bellowing with laughter.


    "Hahaha..hahaha...ahahah.... really? That''s it? Hahaha..."


    Her laughter echoed out of her room as Lancelot grew more confused by her response. Finally, she grabbed his neck and placed her forehead against his, smiling happily.


    "What else am I supposed to expect from this perverted kid? What I want to know is how could you dare sleep with me when you are so foolish!"


    Before Lancelot could even respond, her lips covered his, and she began to push her tongue through his teeth, aggressively taking over his mouth while Lancelot struggled to keep up as her tongue moved around playfully before she broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting them as she licked his lips happily...


    "My idiot, you don''t have time to come flirt with your wife; we must prepare for war, yes?"


    Lancelot nodded dumbfoundedly before she opened her blouse and began to take off her clothes; with the flick of her wrist, the door and entire window were closed and locked, and the metal shutters came down out of nowhere.


    "But you see, my sexy little lover... I am horny and want to have sex. So I will Veto your little war."


    Evaine stood from her chair, leaning against his as her lips just pressed against Lancelot''s lightly¡ªher eyes were so pure and bright that he was stunned. "So, you wanted to date but came here like a worried husband after learning something, and I might be in danger, right?"


    He nodded, confirming her words as her hands stroked his cheeks gently, and their eyes focused solely on each other''s as Lancelot felt his heart pound rapidly like never before¡ªthe blood vessels in his brain pounded along with its beat.


    "Do you know how wet I am right now? Seeing you so desperate to protect and help me... ah, such a lovely man... I''m going to eat you."


    Her words were soft but filled with sugar and seduction, and Lancelot wasn''t strong enough to resist her because she was special to him, and this was a side he had never seen before... It was exciting!


    The feeling of her lips gently brushing against his as she spoke, the slightly wet sensation from her lipgloss that tasted of cherry... His mind entered a daze as she spoke sweet nothings in his ears, kissing them sensually before whispering again.


    "That''s why I veto everything, and now you''re going to fuck me, then we will go on our date like nothing happened and fuck again!"


    Lancelot found his arms grabbing her waist as she wrapped herself around him, and before long, he was fucking her in her office chair... Her moans filled his ears as they both went wild, releasing all the pent-up feelings they had for each other until they were satisfied...


    He never knew this kind of Evaine, and she was learning more and more about the man who took her first. It was a wild and violent session that completely ruined her office, leaving traces all around before she finally submitted to him and lay bent over her desk with that ass he so loved in full view, dripping with his seed.


    ***


    Meanwhile,  Guinevere was walking to the Avalon teleports before one of the upper teachers named Gawain appeared from the corner and looked at her with a strange smile.


    "Greetings, Princess Guinevere¡ªI have something I need to speak to you about. Could you join me?"


    Guinevere looked at the teacher Gawain¡ªshe never liked this man who stood on the side of her family''s competitors and enemies, and suddenly, he had something to say when Lancelot had already warned her to be wary of the teachers she didn''t know well.


    It was just by luck that Edward and several other students she knew were passing, with Maria and Laura, that she politely bowed to the instructor, Gawain.


    "Please excuse me, Instructor Gawain¡ªI am currently rushing to meet with another lord in Avalon, and it cannot wait¡ªmaybe another time, in an official place with others present."


    Edward immediately understood what was happening; the air had been tense ever since he arrived today, and he also received the text that some of the instructors may be part of rebel forces against the crown and the current empress. The instructors, who normally walked around peacefully, were secretly stalking like predators.


    "Oh, business, I see. I wonder if it relates to that student... Lancelot du Lac? Maybe you can contact him and say you will be late...Princess?"


    Guinevere no longer smiled and instead lost her gentle tone. "I would rather meet with my future husband than deal with you, who impolitely accosted me when I was about to enter Avalon. So please excuse me!"


    Instructor Gawain smiled cruelly as he stopped blocking her path but instead nodded and bowed formally, apologising for the trouble.


    However, his eyes, which were dark with rage and disgust, were hidden when he bowed, but still gave Guinevere chills before Edward quickly sent a message to Lancelot asking where he was and explaining the situation.


    Many people were watching, so Instructor Gawain walked away, heading towards his office, most likely, but someone was watching all of this from a high place as he stroked his greying beard. "Oh my, it seems that we will have to take action sooner than later..."


    Merlin''s figure faded into smoke in the next moment as if he was never there and nobody had even recognised his presence.


    ****


    Lancelot felt a little stunned by how wild Evaine was as he walked out of her office, the scent of her cheap air freshener doing nothing to mask the intense smell of intercourse, but he could only look back at her satisfied face as she mouthed.


    Prepare for tonight¡ªdon''t be going limp on me.


    He waved back at her and then jogged towards the exit because he wanted to visit home first and let Morgana and the others know his plans.


    What surprised him was the strange actions of instructor Gawain... After reading both Guinevere and Edwards''s texts, he became confused.


    "That guy didn''t even appear in the rebellion because he died in our first year... I am sure Merlin said he was defending his city from an enemy siege and fell to an assassin''s blade?"


    Wait... But now that I think about it, more than seven instructors died in the first year... Merlin claimed it was a demon attack, a kind of demon wave... but was that the truth? Or just given to us to believe as we were weak first years?


    Lancelot contemplated deeply before shaking his head, focusing on heading home...


    Suddenly, a notification appeared in his vision showing two new messages, but before he could check the sender, an overwhelming amount of ether enveloped him, and he felt blacked out before he appeared inside a strange circle surrounded by twenty people who wore cloaks and had masked faces...


    Lancelot tried to move, but the overwhelming ether force that kept him suppressed was too powerful. In fact, even his senses were affected as he tried to send messages, only to realise communications outside of this circle were blocked...


    "We caught the little insect that was ruining our plans, right? Why does he look like a mere first-year student... are you all insane?"


    A voice echoed out as Lancelot struggled to free himself but failed... Yet, he refused to give up because he felt that this group were not here to ask questions but meant to kill him... They were planning to kill him.


    Am I in a pinch right now?


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 Chapter 150: Chapter 37: My Butler

    Their hands carried curved daggers that were suited to gouge the inner organs of victims and tear the wounds so even the most powerful regeneration was inhibited as Lancelot lowered his body without his sword.


    He would trust his martial arts and fight until his flesh was torn and his organs burst!


    "Come!"


    "You face Lancelot, Lord of Camelot."


    I can see those overconfident men haven''t moved first. It''s only the mere peons that are attacking!


    So let me crush you fucking cultist scum!


    The fact was, both Lancelot and the men hadn''t accounted for one thing...


    Squelch!


    Lancelot wasn''t just a demon!


    The sound of flesh being torn and organs crushed like an orange pressed between two stones as Lancelot''s hand in the form of a knife penetrated two of the cultists, tearing through their light cloth armour.


    His sharp fingers tore their flesh and cracked ribcage to destroy their hearts as black dragon scales began to cover his fingers.


    The scales grew the more his heart raced, and his desire to fight to the end pounded in his chest.


    His dragon emperor had blood through his body that was no longer contained by the demon blood they had already sealed.


    "Shit!? He''s not sealed!"


    "Hurry, crush his heart!" Another cultist shouted as he tried to stab the abdomen of Lancelot, who headbutted one of the youngest cultists, bursting their face and skull open like a watermelon or coconut dropped from a huge building.


    "Hahaha!" The laughter from his mouth was distorted and deep as he didn''t stop his movement. sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Rough, filled with brutal power and lacking his usual elegance but with twice the power, he smashed another cultist who tried to stab his waist with a close line, snapping the man''s neck as he rotated in the air and smashed against the ground.


    Lancelot fought these weaker cultists who probably practised a demonic path similar to the darkness faction of Avalon. Their weakness was that they were mostly ordinary humans who practised a demonic path of assassination!


    "Your training isn''t good enough to deal with the real world¡ªyou pathetic maggots!"


    The sudden surge of strength from Lancelot made these once arrogant men grow panicked as their dagger work was lacking in front of the brute monster they captured.


    His body, completely covered in black scales, began to kill the mere acolytes as the three men shook their heads in the back, watching him snap their necks with a single hand or crush their legs with a sweeping kick.


    "This damn kid is far stronger than the client said..." A deep, hoarse voice uttered before taking out an old, rusted sword around seventy centimetres long.


    "Do we, old me, really have to fight a young cub barely a month or two into Avalon... Ah, what a shame he didn''t have the talent to join us."


    The cultist took out a huge axe despite his modest speech, seeming to feel sorry for Lancelot.


    Yet Lancelot ignored their theatrics as he killed the remaining acolytes and faced these three figures¡ªalthough he was unable to release ether, he could still use it to empower his muscles, bones and these black scales, and now that the pressure holding him was gone due to the deaths of many weaker assassins...


    He planned to escape!


    These guys seem to have made a mistake and didn''t properly seal me, giving me a chance to survive.


    But I cannot count on victory against them, a short battle maybe even, but for now, I need to find a way out... this huge church, where is the exit?


    However, he was misunderstanding...


    These men wouldn''t even give him that time as the first male slashed across his neck, the black scales barely enough to stop his head from dropping onto the floor as blood oozed down the black slates.


    Shit!? What is that speed? My eyes could barely see, and I relied totally on my hearing!


    Lancelot roared in pain as his scale was split vertically along with his neck wound before another person moved, a beautiful woman who swung an ornate whip covered in demonic markings along the whip, causing the hair on his skin to rise in fear!


    "Dragon emperor bloodline... Oh, dear boy, if you had joined us, you could have become a great assassin and maybe even surpassed us old people..."


    How does she know so easily!?


    Snap!


    Lancelot dodged the whip, but as it moved through the air, it left marks on the wall like it was cutting reality itself... Such horror made his blood run cold before he decided to risk it all and try to land a hit on one of them to escape.


    Focus! This is my life!


    Woosh!


    Not giving him even the correct time to think, a huge axe cut through the air and cleaved half his chest and scales like nothing, cracking them as they scattered to the floor.


    "Damnit!?" Lancelot jumped back to avoid the follow-up, rising axe blow, but it only allowed the female behind him to use her whip, lashing at his back as his flesh was torn open.


    An unbearable pain spread through his entire body, as there seemed to be spikes and thorns inside his back, tearing apart his flesh and muscles despite her whip long leaving his body.


    Fuck... What are these guys?


    Just as he wondered how to escape... the roof shuddered, like something was clashing with a huge barrier, before the entire steeple collapsed, huge rocks and debris dropping down on the four.


    "Master Lancelot, forgive this worthless butler''s delayed assistance."


    It was Sebastian¡ªhis body landed without sound as he looked at the three cultists, without emotion and with his hands behind his back. He watched them with a completely spotless suit.


    "Now, what business do you three have with my master?"


    There was no ether coming from Sebastian''s body, but his tall frame and wide shoulders seemed to not be for show as Lancelot leaned against the broken tower to recover.


    "..."


    "Who the fuck is this old man?"


    "A butler?" The woman''s whip snapped as she jumped forward first to attack.


    "Forgive me, young lady, but my wife would be very jealous of you, and I can only greet you accordingly."


    Sebastian tilted his head while twisting to avoid her whip''s double strike before his powerful leg smashed into her jaw, destroying the entire lower part of her face as it exploded messily.


    Boom!


    He kicked her head off her body entirely before his gloved hands struck like a snake and ripped out her heart, crushing it slowly... Lancelot could even hear the disgusting squelch and crunching sound as Sebastian stepped past her fallen corpse and began changing his gloves to a new, perfect pair.


    "As for the gentleman wielding the axe¡ªplease do not take offence, but this old man must return in time for dinner with his cute granddaughter."


    The second cultist, who seemed to be stunned at Sebastian''s display of brutality, roared, swinging his axe like a madman as the air shattered around him.


    "Die, Butler!"


    The giant wave of energy forced Lancelot to feel the power and word for the idle Sebastian, who didn''t even move. Yet the dust and ether cleared instantly, and only one man stood.


    Thud!


    Sebastian''s hand seemed to be holding the man''s heart!


    The final cultist, seeing this, looked at Sebastian, who approached him while ripping apart the heart, tossing it to the floor as Lancelot noticed he was healing the last attack from the whip...


    "Apologies, young master Lancelot¡ªI would like to question the last gentlemen on who hired them to capture you. Do you allow this?"


    "Of course, good work, Sebastian."


    Lancelot wiped the blood leaking from his mouth and scratched his nose nervously, realising Sebastian''s ferocity and his recklessness had nearly saved his ass, but this old man...


    No wonder it was so scary for me when I mentioned his granddaughter marrying me!


    Meanwhile, the male with a sword felt his heart sink¡ªnow, with an even paler face, he stepped back slowly; like Lancelot, minutes ago, he was looking to escape.


    "Gentleman of the sword, would you please do me the honour of telling me your client?"


    "Fuck, you know I cannot tell, or I will die."


    Sebastian changed his gloves once more like he had a disease for cleanliness or something, "That is a shame, but sir. You do know that you die either way, right?"


    His words froze the cultist''s soul... No matter whether he talked or refused, he realised that death was inevitable, but Sebastian allowed him to choose a method to die that did not involve his secrets getting revealed...


    "Very well, I will talk¡ªthose fuckers got my sister executed; I can''t betray the order; it was a teacher from that fucking academy.... he was strange and creepy... Garfield? Gammon...? Gawain! It was that old man with a perverted face.


    Gawain!"


    Sebastian nodded and gestured for Lancelot to turn away, listening to the poor swordsman scream... His blood-curdling cries and the sound of bones breaking filled the small area, followed by what seemed to be organs being crushed as the male still whimpered for forgiveness...


    When Lancelot turned back, Sebastian was cleaning his gloves, while the last cultist had no head or body. Instead, only a pile of dust remained as Lancelot looked at this terrifying old man and nodded his thanks.


    "Thank you, Sebastian, for saving me."


    "Young master, you truly are making this old man proud. I am here to serve you when you are in need. Headmaster Merlin was the one who asked me to guard you tightly¡ªhe is aware of the plots against you and is protecting Lady Guinevere and Miss Sumika himself."


    With a flick of his wrists and gloves, the old man simply gave a faint smile as the entire entrance of the cultist church vanished... like a bomb exploded.


    "Now then, young master, are you going home or for a drink at the local pub with Lord Edward?"


    "What...?"


    Lancelot was in a slight daze looking at his plain-looking butler, who just easily destroyed the enemies that might have killed him like a dog...


    My butler is too strong! Damn, this old man is way too cool!

 Chapter 151: Chapter 38: A Reliable Ally Bordering Family.

    Sitting in the back of Sebastian''s black car, Lancelot was exhausted as he leaned his head against the cushion with a sense of frustration, feeling that today could have been the end of him for sure¡ªthere was something he lacked...


    I need to train myself in more than just the sword...


    My body, my mind, magic... anything.


    I must hone them all!


    "Really, thank you for today, Sebastian..."


    He was given a slice of humble pie today and realised that things like dragon-restraining rituals and demon-sealing sigils existed and didn''t want to act arrogant, at least now, while nobody could see him but the man who saved him.


    "You are my Lord, and it is my duty¡ªthere is no need to be so humble without your ether and ability to use that strange power you took out most of their regular troops. I think if you trained your body more vigorously and learned martial arts or combat arts, then you would be better..."


    "Ah, forgive me for being so forward."


    Lancelot could only smile and shake his head.


    No, it was thanks to this man, and the idea of learning combat arts never occurred to him once, even though it was quite simple to learn them.


    I was limiting myself because of my prejudice...


    Where is the Lancelot that would use anything, even a toilet brush, if it would help him win?


    "No, Sebastian, you are right. I am a mere first year, and there is much for me to learn. As for combat arts, I am not sure how to gain or practise them... Although now I believe they might help greatly in future battles."


    "Young lord..."


    Suddenly, the car slowed and left the fast lane to enter the shoulder before it stopped for a moment in the evening city.


    "I once failed to protect someone because of the same reason."


    Sebastian admitted as he turned to Lancelot and pulled up his sleeve to show a huge scar that wrapped around his arm from the shoulder to his wrist and hands... a brutal blade scar.


    "Eh... that, I may be rude, but who could you have failed?"


    Lancelot felt a sudden change in the car and Sebsatian''s aura as it flared up.


    "My wife."


    Tik-Tok


    The sound of the car''s indicator sounded as the men both stared at each other, one with a solemn and old face, while the young man regretted his half-hearted question, showing a look of apology.


    "Do not look that way, young Lord. I have seen how much you care for Lady Sumika and Guinevere... you can imagine my pain if either of those were to die. I can see it in your face, the serious and painful gaze you have." S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Especially during that assault... watching you go all out for those enemies made me realise you are no playboy, just having fun."


    "Ah? That was..."


    "To protect them right, to make yourself a large target and those girls to become unneeded compared to your brilliance."


    "..."


    Lancelot and Sebastian stopped for a moment as he popped the doors open, indicating for the young man to follow him as they stood on the side of the road where a large monument was placed.


    On the top of the monument was a large name and message.


    ¡ªHere lies the monument to our fallen heroes and our shining lady of silver, Gladis Sundral, the Valkyrie of moonlight.


    "This is the place and monument that shows my failure... sixteen years ago." Sebastian walked forward with slow steps before he knelt at the monument, placing his scarred right hand on the stone before remaining still.


    Lancelot didn''t move and showed respect to those who died in the first-ever documented Avalon invasion, where demons, monsters and creatures from other worlds broke the barrier and attacked this world in large amounts.


    To think... My butler''s wife was the Silver maiden...


    Lancelot''s eyes then shifted and noticed a weathered part of the monument that seemed to have been scrubbed out... it was hard to read, but his divine eye completed the text.


    ¡ªTogether with her fearless sister of battle, Maribeth du Lac, Lady of the Brilliant Sun, the Golden Valkyrie.


    "Eh?"


    "Did you notice?"


    His mind was blank, and he almost didn''t hear the words that Sebastian spoke.


    As if he was falling into a stodgy pool of oil, his senses became vague as he tried to understand what that name meant.


    Who is that person?


    "That woman, a wonderful noble who gave up her title upon becoming pregnant at a young age to a certain enemy country''s crown prince."


    Sebastian stood up and looked at Lancelot differently¡ªhis eyes were full of both sorrow and respect.


    "Her name was removed from the empire books and nobility, yet she fought, forced to leave her only son in an orphanage after being told the prince wouldn''t accept or acknowledge his birth..."


    "Thus she fought until falling in this place sixteen years ago where even now... the nobility refuse to acknowledge there were two valkyries that came from the academy 30 years ago."


    The more he spoke, the more Lancelot realised that this woman... Maribeth du Lac was likely to be his real mother...


    A woman he had cursed many times for his suffering and miserable life...


    Yet she suffered just as much... and died here without a tomb or the respect she should have!


    "Maribeth and Gladis were geniuses... at the age of twenty, both of them were already in control of city-level territories."


    "The only reason the nobles didn''t try to snuff her out was due to this friendship, sistership and her role in protecting the human lands from the demonic invasions from Avalon."


    Sebastian''s eyes were stone, as he seemed to be thinking of his wife and that day, as dark clouds began to furl in the skies, placing a hand on the young knight''s shoulder.


    "I did not save you because of Merlin''s order. I was the one who requested Merlin to watch over you."


    "As the son of my wife''s sworn sister. You are the same as a family to me."


    But Lancelot was confused... In the first life, then why didn''t he tell him or let himself known...?


    [My beloved husband... Do you never wonder why you survived without power and those divine skills that your enemies and allies had?]


    [Every battle... from your 22nd to your 25th birthday, he protected you in secret.]


    Suddenly, a scene played in his mind... It was a memory from his first life.


    A battle shortly after the Empire fell and the academy was besieged... Lancelot and his goblins were fighting an older student with wargs and orcs as his troops...


    Lancelot''s blade mastery wasn''t as exquisite as today, but he fought in the centre of the orcs, slicing, dodging and dancing as silver sparks and red blossoms fluttered around his body...


    But he didn''t see... in the distance a second Lord with a large number of dark elf archers... their bows were drawn and aiming only at him before a single male...


    A handsome and dandy butler with grey hair and beard blocked every single arrow... before killing the majority of the archers...


    I remember this fight... I remember seeing the archers after defeating the orcs and being exhausted. We lost many goblins, but there were only ten archers...


    Not two hundred.


    All this time... there were so many people protecting and helping me, seeing me as family, and I was too blind even to notice...?


    [Don''t blame yourself¡ªeven the likes of Arthur could not see these things in one life. You were alone, forced into a corner and treated like a pest. How could you trust the world or open your heart?]


    Morgana... You always help me¡ªlet me see the light in this dark and abysmal world... How can I repay you?


    [Fool... Think about how to respond and repay that old man first... You have already given me my most cherished wish.]


    [Your child in my womb.]


    !!!


    ***


    "Are you alright, Young Master?"


    Hmmm, his way of calling me changed suddenly?


    "Sorry, Sebastian, for not knowing anything and relying on you for protection... I know it sounds arrogant and selfish..."


    "However, I pray thee... Help me to become stronger. I can endure any adversary... overcome all harsh training... I want to protect them."


    "Not just my beloved women... or loved ones and friends... I want to protect my troops down to the lowest footmen!"


    Lancelot bowed to the butler, who looked shocked for a moment, a glint of nostalgia in his eyes as she started to laugh with a deep bellow from his stomach.


    "Gyahahahaha... ah... this is what she felt back then?"


    "Eh?"


    He didn''t understand why Sebastian seemed so amused, but then the old man knelt on one knee and put a fist to the ground while looking towards Lancelot.


    "Young Master, my family has been the servant and protector of the Du Lacs since before the Empire existed, and I was trained personally by your mother as the last Azure Knight."


    "All you needed to do was order it, and I would teach you all you need."


    "Your mother''s combat arts, her martial arts and the body arts passed down to my family."


    "Because you have passed the test to become the true heir for the Du Lac Family and restore its glory once again."


    Lancelot felt it was a lot to take in but wanted to know what might have happened if he failed the test and didn''t match the expectations of his mother and ancestors.


    "What if I failed?"


    Sebastian slowly rose from the ground and smiled with a bitter look.


    "Then I would spend this life to protect you until my life should end and hope your child might carry the calibre to pass."


    "How would you know if you died?"


    He just looked to the sky as raindrops began to hammer down onto the stone floor, his white-gloved hands opening the car door as he spoke with a low voice, as if not wanting it to come true.


    "My granddaughter would become your child''s guard like I am to you. As well as me, there should also be another family who supported you from the dark... I believe they currently run a tavern or pub, was it called?"


    "I think their daughter was meant to become your Fiancee if you managed to pass the Azure test... then it would be the job of the Opal knights to further confirm your calibre as a lord and leader."


    Lancelot felt a strange feeling... remembering the ginger barmaid who was going to become a Lord and the old man who was clearly stronger than he looked...


    No way...


    [Yes, way... That crafty girl, you will meet before you expect.]

 Chapter 152: Chapter 39: Lets Visit The Bank!

    Lancelot spent a long time with his palm touching the stone monument as he was filled with a strange emotion¡ªhe didn''t know if it was due to his bloodline being changed or if it was just how he dealt with trauma and grief.


    The feeling of having a mother was something foreign to him, yet when faced with her existence for the first time...


    He had only one thought...


    I wanted to know you, to spend time with you, to grow up knowing your face and touch...


    But all I have is this defaced stone monument that barely shows a defaced sculpture of your face.


    Sebastian was a little stubborn, but Lancelot found he was quite amusing¡ªsince leaving over the past hour or so he had spent with the old man, he decided to accept reality.


    "Okay, then, let''s keep things how they were before."


    "As you will, Young Lord."


    "May I ask... Will you be taking Lady Guinevere or Miss Sumika as your wife?"


    This guy was asking the questions every man with a harem dreads!


    Lancelot looked at the stone-faced butler and realised he was being teased! The butler''s lips curved into a smile for the first time since he met him.


    "Can you bring me back to the school around eight p.m.?"


    "Understood, Young Lord."


    The two of them looked forward to the street lights beginning to brighten along the roadside as Sebastian pulled his black Benz onto the main road.


    "Shall we visit the merchant district before you meet up with Lady Evaine?"


    "Hm? Ohh~ Yeah, let''s do that."


    The car drove leisurely, keeping pace with the flow of pedestrians who were coming home from work, those who chose a life of mediocrity and abandoned the hope of becoming a Lord. Lancelot sunk deeply into the wide back seat as if he would fall asleep on it at any time.


    I wonder what makes them give up on power...


    [Some people, power isn''t important. Their loved ones, family and skills are]


    [Imagine that man there; he just closed that bakery; compare your love for the sword to him making delicious bread and cakes each day to make the customers happy.]


    I see...


    It makes me feel horrible that I was so prejudiced against those who didn''t wish to fight or become Lord''s... S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    I mean, without them, wouldn''t we struggle to eat or live in the Empire?


    "By the way, Young Lord..."


    "Hmmm? What''s the matter?"


    "How do you plan to convince Lady Evaine''s family to accept you are her partner when your families have been bitter enemies even before the culling?"


    "Ahaha.... Good question, Sebastian, well... I guess I''ll wing it."


    "Wing it...."


    Lancelot could already tell the stern look Sebastian would be giving him later from his tone of voice alone... He seemed to know something that Lancelot didn''t, but that can''t be helped.


    The things I know of my own family are too limited...


    Only now did he see my mother''s true name, but a picture or image of her face seemed almost impossible to find.


    Those damn bastards! Even when dead, you fuck everything up!!


    "Young Lord..."


    "Sorry... I was just a little irritated."


    He couldn''t help but let it show on his face and, with his aura, the amount of anger that was surging through his body right now. Leaning back, the wide seat was soft and comforting as the car continued heading towards the merchant''s district.


    This car sure is comfortable...


    ***


    Approaching the merchant district, Lancelot was amazed¡ªSebastian passed over a pair of sunglasses, telling him to put them on and asked for him to watch.


    At first, it felt like nothing much happened, but soon his eyes widened, and his pupils trembled seeing something so shocking.


    These glasses showed what was fake and the estimated value compared to the price of the product!?


    Each stall Lancelot saw on either side of the main street had false price tags and goods?!


    What is going on!? These prices don''t add up...


    Take a wooden carving that seems like it should be worth ten or fifteen silvers, yet these glasses say it''s worth over four gold coins!?


    "Young Lord, we will be visiting an old friend''s boutique now... Leave the poor man''s stall, or he might regret being arrogant if you buy that."


    "Huh...? Ah! Right...."


    Lancelot shook his head and tried not to cause trouble for the ''poor'' man selling wood carvings and sculptures. He followed Sebastian while trying not to let the shock appear on his face.


    The effect of these glasses... So cool!


    "Along with protecting you, there were other duties as the knight protecting you. First, it is time to visit the bank and transfer the assets owed to you, safe thanks to your mother''s intelligent mind."


    "Bank...?"


    "Yes, Young Lord, let''s begin your financial lessons today!"


    Sebastian sounded strangely enthusiastic; Lancelot guessed by this reaction that this old man was actually very talkative and loved to teach people!


    Although he didn''t expect to learn economics from this strict butler, Lancelot decided to go along with it anyway.


    Walking further down the street, Sebastian approached a large building that, based on size, seemed like some kind of headquarters building. Walking inside, it felt luxurious.


    There were dozens of orcs and goblins, all stamping documents and working diligently with professional demeanours. Seeing Sebastian, many greeted the Butler warmly. They led Lancelot and Sebastian to a counter with an orc clerk.


    "I have come to confirm the identity of a customer."


    "Please write your ID number here and sign the agreement stating that you wish to confirm your identity here at this branch today."


    After filling out a sheet of paper and signing it, the orc clerk took Lancelot''s hand and pricked it with a needle before a drop of blood fell onto another document. When Sebastian handed it over, he returned to work without batting an eye and headed deeper into the building.


    This is probably standard procedure...


    Lancelot imagined it being used in banks across the empire, using a drop of blood to identify someone.


    While walking deeper through the building, there were offices of Lords, merchants and officials who came here for whatever reason, until finally stopping in front of a set of double doors guarded by four orc knights in silver armour.


    To be honest, most lords stopped using banks soon after the end, so this wonderful heritage from the Dark Ages vanished forever...


    But it was fun.


    The orc knights opened the door after a check, revealing an office decorated luxuriously as Sebastian walked confidently inside and stood in front of the desk.


    A small goblin was sitting in silence, his quill writing on a pure white parchment... suddenly the goblin-accented voice sounded, but it was both elegant and soothing to listen to.


    "Lancelot du Lac... Son of Maribeth du Lac...."


    "Welcome to Bank Luxuria Aventus."


    Greeted the Goblin.


    "How might I help the son of our golden maiden of battle?" The goblin wasn''t sarcastic, and his words seemed to be from the heart.


    Eh? Is my mother known to the goblins?


    Maribeth du Lac... Golden Maiden of Battle... Huh...


    Lancelot stared blankly for a second before nodding slowly. Sebastian spoke for him in detail about what they came for today.


    The goblin listened quietly to Sebastian''s words and nodded his head continuously without losing interest or interrupting the Butler''s speech.


    Finishing his words, Sebastian smiled, revealing his old age for the first time in front of Lancelot today.


    "Then I will leave my young lord to you, Bank Manager Vidalis..."


    The goblin manager grinned and gave a light nod while watching Sebastian bow and leave the room.


    "Young Master Lancelot, we at Luxuria Aventus are indebted to your mother, one of the few lords that sought to protect our amnesty and citizenship during the purge."


    "Thus, with my greatest respect, we will gladly serve as your permanent bank if you so desire."


    "I have created the account under your name and transferred all of the saved assets from the late Miss Maribeth du Lac into your account."


    Lancelot nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this goblin Manager and Bank as Sebastian informed him earlier with his long speech of their relationship with his mother.


    He also learned about banking while following the Manager throughout the process.


    "Now for a gift from us."


    Vidalis pressed a button hidden behind his table. As if waiting for the call, several orcs quickly rushed inside carrying an object covered by a red cloth.


    "This will allow your gauntlet also to access your Luxuria bank account, and now you can pay using this instead of hauling gold and silver around with you.


    It also comes with the best legal transfer rate of silver and gold into Anima coins and Anima into gold and silver."


    An object similar to a soft card was revealed under the red cloth¡ªLancelot curiously took it and tried it out with Vidali''s instructions. It turned into liquid and began to seep into his dull silver gauntlet and worked smoothly, and he transferred money between accounts easily!


    What amazing technology!! This bank is incredible!


    The goblins really are the epitome of banking!

 Chapter 153: Chapter 40: Sebastians Family.

    Sebastian looked at me with his stern and usual dandy face before his grainy voice sounded and made me feel a little stupid for getting so excited.


    "Young Master... it''s just a bank transfer. Why are you getting so excited?"


    "...."


    Don''t ruin this, Sebastian!


    "Bank Luxuria Aventus will continue to support Young Master Lancelot as we supported the late Miss Maribeth du Lac."


    Manager Vidalis bowed his head in appreciation, showing his sincere gratitude.


    "Thank you, Manager Vidalis."


    With that, our trip to the bank was almost over¡ªhowever, because the documents took a while to prepare, it was another half an hour before we were able to leave the actual bank.


    Sebastian gave me some advice as it seemed my mother would have most of the finance in a high-interest account while paying a certain amount into it a month, so the money gradually grew larger...


    Well, the amount I received after paying the inheritance tax was still more than four million gold. I still think it''s ridiculous!


    How could mom earn this much before dying, and why did the Emperor take taxes off children inheriting after their parents died... Bastard! Taking my hard-earned money!


    It doesn''t add up!!


    As I was fighting a losing battle in my heart and mind, Sebastian asked me a question as we left the bank.


    "I assume Young Master has somewhere he wishes to go before meeting Lady Evaine?"


    Lancelot was curious because he wanted to get some nice clothes and a gift for her, but would there be a decent enough suit ready-made at this time? He only had a few hours before they met again...


    "Sebastian, your master is in a pinch..."


    "Please, do explain, young Master. I am here to help." The old man''s experienced face was quite relaxing, as if he had already struggled a thousand battles with his wife!


    "I want to wear a high-quality suit tonight, but to get one tailored within an hour or two is impossible, not to mention I want to get a necklace that would suit Evaine perfectly, but are there any exquisite jewellers in the capital? I''ve never had the money to visit the highest level..."


    Sebastian rubbed his chin for a moment in deep contemplation, his face returning to its calm and dignified state before Lancelot heard something surprising!


    "Young Master, leave these matters to me! Go ahead and practice how you''ll woo Lady Evaine, and choose the place you wish to dine tonight! Get inside my car¡ªI will drive you to the old madame''s store."


    Madame!? Old Madame''s Store!?


    Lancelot knew Sebastian meant well, but he shuddered, imagining an old hag and cringing, thinking about a crazy old woman fitting him for a suit! However, he decided to trust this old Knight¡ªhe likely had quite a large knowledge. After all, since my mother died, he was helping guard and protect the rank-one elite.


    He climbed into the car and sat in the comfy black seat before Sebastian stepped on the accelerator.


    "Young Master, hold tight. We are heading to Madam Mercenary Rengellia''s shop!"


    Madam Mercenary!? Not old!!


    Old Knight, you tricked me!!!


    Lancelot felt betrayed, but Sebastian kept his serious face as if doing nothing wrong. he stepped harder on the gas and raced through the city. Lancelot felt a sense of danger!


    My stomach hurts!!


    We arrived in what felt like less than twenty minutes¡ªSebastian stopped in front of a building called Madame Rengellias'' clothing brand.


    Lancelot swallowed as he felt this was bad... he got out of the car and walked through the door while wondering whether to complain or punch the old Knight in the gut!


    The interior was gorgeous¡ªit wasn''t big, but it was stunning, filled with suits of different colours and sizes!


    Who is this old lady?


    She isn''t an orc or human... Lancelot wondered what race she was as a beautiful female elf appeared in front of me.


    Long flowing silvery blonde hair, her eyes green like emeralds, but that beauty was impaired by a large scar across her chest and tight muscles that you could never expect an elf to have!


    She makes the elves who live in my city look so soft and weak...


    "Oh? If it isn''t that brat Sebastian finally showing your face here after marrying my little sister?"


    Her voice sounds pretty hot, though... Lancelot looked at Sebastian with an evil glare as this elf must be related to Sebastian!!


    "Rengellia, I''m sorry my wife won''t let me near your family¡ªshe knows how violent... ahem! Beautiful you are, and I might be swayed."


    This old Knight!! He admitted she was beautiful!!


    "You old perv! You better stay away from my sisters! Come on, boy, which suit and jewellery do you need for tonight!?"


    Lancelot was dragged to the changing room by Rengellia without hearing Sebastian''s reply. The next thing he knew, measurements and adjustments were made!! The elven mercenary had removed all of his clothes before he even realised... this power was beyond anything he had faced in both lives as she seemed to be in a good mood.


    "Oho... The little boy Sebastian brought is packing such a brutal top-class orc rod..."


    Shut up!! Stop measuring that area with your hands. It''ll react to you!!


    Lancelot blushed but dared not argue! Rengellia measured and adjusted his clothes in no time, as she had the skill to help mould and shape metals and thread!


    Magical particles danced from an old, rusted needle as the various threads and leathers in the store all began to dance around her body. It was a power that didn''t suit her rough speaking and slightly vulgar actions¡ªthe suit began taking form in minutes...


    A black base, with dark blood-red velvet for the collar and inner suit, she even wove monster leather inside the suit to increase its defence, and somehow she knew his insignia! The twin swords and succubus marking... that he chose for his territory...


    A mysterious woman I was entranced, almost charmed by her figure...


    Her eyes glowed silver as she finished the suit...Such power... this elf mercenary is frightening!


    In only fifteen minutes, his suit was complete!!


    It fitted him like a glove! Lancelot marvelled at it before looking at Rengellia¡ªhe was surprised when the elf mercenary smiled sweetly, changing her whole appearance and calming her mana presence down instantly.


    "Hahaha! Sebastian told me a lot about you¡ªhe is my brother-in-law, haha. Lancelot du Lac... the son of that woman..."


    Rengellia''s hand stroked Lancelot''s cheek as she walked around his body; the suit was like magic as it began to cover his body slowly, the suit like a living entity as she touched his crotch one last time before he was fully dressed.


    "To think that my old drinking partner''s son is now a bonafide ladykiller... I guess that thing is what made the princess a prisoner, haha."


    Lancelot felt a little awkward, his cheeks red after being sexually harassed by this beautiful elven woman, especially when she emphasised ''that thing''. She laughed loudly while walking towards the jewellery area...


    "Choose carefully; women are like monsters¡ªif you piss them off, they''ll attack when you least expect it."


    The terrifying elf beauty smirked evilly while throwing open a glass box with several necklaces inside¡ªLancelot stared at her cold sweat rolling down his forehead!


    He gulped nervously as his hands trembled, reaching for the different necklaces; each seemed expensive and valuable.


    His trembling hand stopped moving as he breathed heavily, thinking of Evaine. Her scent, her warmth...


    "Don''t worry, that trembling and your feeling of stress is from their magical power¡ªthese are something that money can rarely buy, but you just had to be related to both Sebastian and Maribeth."


    I want to pick a gemstone that suits her best... forget quality or money...


    Lancelot stopped trying to resist the overpowering aura as he took a deep breath¡ªthe strange vibrations and pulsating aura began to seep into his body, no longer making him feel constricted or stressed.


    It feels like I am submerging into a hot bath... My entire body is wrapped in warmth and guiding me towards something that my body and mind desire...


    Rengellia watched as the boy''s body became completely relaxed, "this boy... dropping your guard this much..."


    Her eyes watched as his fingers grasped a silver pendant with countless strange engravements, both dragon and elven in nature, as the emerald gemstone the size of a small fist was carved into the form of a dragon face embedded into the necklace that would sit between the cleavage of the one he chose.


    "Dragon Emerald... that gem is rarer than mithril in these parts..."


    Rengellia sighed softly, shaking her head; she didn''t stop the boy who held the most expensive piece in the case...


    "Let''s do him a good deal. I owe his mother too much, and the boy seems destined for even more than her. Fufu, if he can''t pay back, I can enjoy that orc club."


    Rengellia whispered to herself while grabbing Lancelot''s suit lapels and dragging him outside before Sebastian entered the boutique worriedly...


    He saw his new Master and nodded slightly¡ªeven for him, he was unable to enter while Rengellia''s unique mana presence surrounded the shop.


    "The young master seems strange?"


    "Ah... don''t worry, he let those divine armaments completely envelop his body and mind¡ªif it were anyone else, they would have broken by now... this kid is stealing their unique ether and aura, but he''s devouring it for his use. strange kid."


    "Haha, that''s my Young Master!"


    "Shut up... or I''ll tell my sister you brought a woman here!"


    "Ugh...!?"


    Rengellia gave a thoughtful glance to Lancelot before pushing his towards Sebastian enjoying his firm, young ass in the process. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Take him¡ªI will settle the price with him in the future. He has a date, right? Make sure to book a meal and room at this hotel for him¡ªuse my name for the best room."


    She looked a little strange handing over a black card for the Imperium, but it was something even Lancelot had no idea about.


    "He will wake up in about half an hour. I''m going to rest... take care. Brother."

 Chapter 154: Chapter 41: Second Date

    Inside the car that was parked in the VIP section of the Imperium, Sebastian was waiting quietly after booking the room and preparing for the meal of his young master¡ªhe finally showed signs of waking up.


    "Eh.... what? Where am I?"


    I was sure that old perverted elf woman did something... Maybe she spiked the drinks and wants to make me into her toy?


    "Young Master? Are you awake?"


    The deep voice of Sebastian allowed Lancelot to relax...


    No longer feeling the threat from that super powerful old elf, he relaxed on the back seat, still curious as to where he was.


    "Where are we?"


    This parking section looks quite familiar... but damn, my head hurts since messing with those amulets and necklaces.


    Did I pick one!?


    Sebastian watched in the rearview mirror as Lancelot seemed to be searching for something, placing his finger on his chin, acting like he was trying to remember something.


    Unknown to Lancelot, a rare smile appeared on the face of Sebastian, who found his new lord to be quite amusing now they were growing closer.


    Maybe a feeling close to the son he never had.


    "Young Master, the necklace you picked is already packed and safe in my storage. Don''t look so anxious, or it will ruin the special suit and makeup you had done."


    "Ah..."


    For a moment, Lancelot was still a bit stressed before he nodded and decided to trust his butler once again.


    "We are currently at the Imperium, and I''ve already notified Lady Evaine about the meeting time; she is currently on her way, and so young master, you should take the gift and wait for her out front in your handsome new suit and win some points with that pretty face of yours."


    Sebastian''s tone was both playful and sarcastic. Lancelot glared at the old butler in the mirror before opening the door, stepping out of the black Benz, and fixing his suit.


    It fits like magic... I mean, this suit is extraordinary... How can she make clothes fit so well...? Even that expensive tailor couldn''t reach this level!!


    Looking in the rearview mirror, Lancelot fixed his hair and brushed off some dust that had gathered while waiting inside the car...


    He grabbed the wrapped jewellery box and left the parking area of the Imperium, heading towards the entrance while ignoring the gazes of women and males gawping at him. His charm was extremely high, and his natural beauty was also quite good.


    Thus, he was now someone people could help stare at.


    It''s nothing new, but the way they are so obsessed, it must be my changes... and the suit''s hidden magic?


    Well, this black card... Even I can barely be worthy of the diamond card with my mother''s assets. Who is that woman... I am interested.


    Lancelot realised that tonight must be a special occasion as the hotel and restaurant were quite busy, with more than twenty couples passing him as he waited less than ten minutes...


    It was then that a fancy car slowly pulled up beside him, a sexy voice sounding as the winding opened, "Hey sexy, do you want a ride?"


    Lancelot blinked as this car wasn''t the same one Evaine drove here but a Farrori¡ªa sports car!?


    Are we rich!?


    Fuck it, I love this car!!


    Wait... this voice... it''s definitely her!!


    A slender leg wearing high heels stepped out of the vehicle, followed by the sound of the engine turning off.


    Evaine looked different tonight... her long, shining red dress as high quality as his suit while she twirled the keys around her finger before a chauffeur turned up and tossed them to her.


    Evaine watched the girl catch them with a worried face, and she smirked evilly.


    "Don''t scratch my baby, so be good, okay."


    So sexy...


    Lancelot had to hold back his animal instinct as Evaine''s outfit tonight was far more sexy than yesterday¡ªshe wore a low-cut red dress and looked incredibly seductive, her long blonde hair flowing with the wind as she approached Lancelot...


    Evaine giggled, seeing his drooling gaze¡ªlast time, he acted very mature, and it confused her a little... However, today, she decided to give him a chance to seduce her as she knew he went all out to show her true level.


    She would treat him more than just a boy in her school or student but as the man she had fallen for, just like the dreams she had each night.


    Evaine knew that those were not just dreams or make-believe, but she was worried to ask because at the end of them...She died in his arms.


    Those nightmares seemed more realistic than anything... but she pushed aside those fears. Lancelot was the main focus tonight...


    Evaine glanced at the present box before smiling seductively and holding his hand in hers. "Hello, handsome. Did you book a table?"


    Lancelot decided just to smile and hooked her arm as they entered the hotel, and the moment they did, the hotel''s VIP concierge greeted them.


    "Young master Lancelot, please enjoy your evening¡ªwe have prepared the top VIP box as requested for your meal with your wife."


    It seems my butler is the best wingman ever!


    He thought, looking at how happy Evaine seemed, her hand gently squeezing his as they were guided with the best honours in the hotel, watching the packed dining room with countless famous lords and other nobles all watching the extremely beautiful pair heading upstairs.


    A place only the best of the best could visit.


    The VIP box was extremely large, decorated with flowers and candles¡ªmusic began to play as Evaine sat opposite Lancelot while smiling mysteriously.


    "You planned this, huh? Did you stalk my dreams and see my favourite songs?"


    Dreams?


    Lancelot blinked before suddenly feeling a little nervous because he knew them after years of being her lover... and spending many days and nights together.


    He gulped, watching Evaine bite her lip and lean forward, revealing her huge cleavage... Lancelot decided to tease her and act oblivious.


    "Sorry... I''m not stalking you yet, but I''m not against it."


    "Hmmm...."


    Evaine watched Lancelot laugh happily as dinner was served¡ªshe felt like slapping him but couldn''t help laughing as well, the eerie dreams weighing too much on her mind as she watched him with warm eyes.


    Evaine reached out, holding his hand as the waiter entered with some wine and water and placed them in front of them, but neither cared as their hands intertwined with each other while gazing into one another''s eyes.


    Their hearts beat faster as Lancelot spoke, "I bought you something..."


    Evaine nodded slowly¡ªher hands separated from his, allowing Lancelot to take the jewellery box and gently open it in front of her.


    Evaine gasped as the beautiful emerald necklace in the shape of a dragon sparkled beautifully inside the box... her eyes were wide open as Lancelot gently removed the necklace and moved behind Evaine, allowing him to put it on her neck.


    The cool emerald stone dropped between her breasts as Lancelot kissed her cheek softly before sitting beside her, his lips touching her ear as he whispered, "I''ve been dreaming of you for a long time... and I know that you have been too..."


    Evaine froze... Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her back felt cold as she began to panic... did he see those dreams, or were they their past lives... she didn''t want to believe but if they were and he remembered his actions from the moment they met his words and strange actions... But she was afraid to ask...


    Fear of those dreams caused her to tremble as Lancelot hugged her tightly from behind, his strong and warm embrace causing Evaine to relax¡ªshe turned around and kissed his lips, her tongue slipping inside his mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck.


    The food was forgotten as the passionate kiss continued¡ªboth of them were out of breath as they separated...


    Evaine licked her lips, her eyes gleaming brightly. "Let''s order... haa...."


    Lancelot smiled happily as he ordered food for them, both sitting side by side instead of opposite one another now...


    Evaine rested her head on his shoulders, and Lancelot stroked her smooth blonde hair... They enjoyed the music playing and the romantic atmosphere of the VIP box as their meal came...


    A roast suckling pig with fruit and vegetable dishes, Lancelot used his fork to feed Evaine¡ªthey seemed like a loving married couple as he even wiped her lip while feeding her small pieces of meat.


    Evaine giggled while tasting the delicious pig meat... The chef of this hotel was an orc chef who had a taste for fine food and used only the finest ingredients in his cooking!


    She couldn''t help kissing Lancelot''s cheek...


    Her soft and warm lips felt comfortable to him as he fed her another piece of pork before she licked his ear while nibbling on it.


    "Haha, that tickles...!"


    Lancelot chuckled as she kept doing it¡ªshe even licked his neck a few times as they continued enjoying the food while listening to the romantic music playing throughout the VIP box and hotel.


    The second dish was seafood... Clams and prawns with fish stew, Evaine felt like a queen as Lancelot fed her delicious shellfish while gently stroking her back... The sexual tension between them increased as she squeezed his leg tightly.


    "Thank you, Lancelot... It has been a fun night."


    Lancelot nodded as he placed his finger under her chin, tilting her head upwards and kissing her gently, "We are not leaving yet."


    "Oh?" Her eyes brightened as he pulled a room key from his pocket... with the letter E written in a strange rune...


    "The emperor suite? That''s one of the rarest... Lancelot, you spoil me~ how ever can I repay you?"

 Chapter 155: Chapter 42: Second Night **

    Lancelot kissed Evaine as their tongues intertwined, "I don''t want repayment... but I''ll accept payment with your body, okay?"


    She trembled, her lips wrapped around his tongue, before their kiss broke off momentarily, "Stop it... otherwise, I''ll attack you here and now!"


    Lancelot laughed happily as he stood up and lifted Evaine¡ªtheir meal had finished, so there was nothing to stop them from enjoying the romantic music as Lancelot carried the giggling Evaine towards the VIP stairs leading to the Emperor suite.


    The waiters watched with envy as most wouldn''t even see a day in their lives as valuable as tonight¡ªmost lords were arrogant, but Lancelot and Evaine treated everyone equally, chatting to the orc chef personally before leaving.


    Meanwhile, I felt thankful his master''s date was going well so far...


    Sebastian watched Lancelot carry Evaine and sighed¡ªhe shook his head before heading towards his Benz and preparing to wait for their time in the Emperor suite... it would likely last until morning, so he decided to spend it by visiting a gambling club owned by a friend.


    He was old but still had many friends¡ªhowever, he decided not to contact his wife tonight and leave her alone with their cute granddaughter.


    "Your mother would beat you into a pulp if she knew you were sleeping with one of her disciples, young master..."


    Sebastian drove off, knowing the consequences his young lord would have to face tomorrow... He didn''t blame Lancelot, however, as Evaine was clearly someone his master loved dearly!


    On the top floor...


    Walking through the luxurious hallways, Lancelot used the room card to enter the Emperor suite, and the moment they entered, soft music began to play while lights lit up¡ªthe smell of incense spread throughout the room as the double doors closed behind them.


    Evaine noticed Lancelot''s breathing becoming heavier... Her dress was removed with his hands as their lips stuck together¡ªshe smiled happily as he kissed down her neckline.


    "Hmm~ someone is hungry."


    Lancelot picked Evaine up and carried her towards the enormous bed, placing her down and staring into her beautiful blue eyes filled with love... His heart raced fast as he felt his desires rushing to the surface.


    "I can''t help it; look at how wonderful my company is..." Lancelot smiled before being entangled by Evaine, who turned him onto his back, mounted his waist and leaned down, kissing his lips.


    Lancelot responded passionately as her tongue explored inside his mouth; both of them rolled around while sharing saliva, their tongues dancing, and both of their breathing becoming heavy...


    Evaine trembled while rubbing herself on his lower half¡ªher panties becoming soaked...


    "Lancelot, I want you..."


    "But you said not tonight...?"


    Evaine blinked, confused; Lancelot''s eyes focused on her, a slightly evil grin appearing as he felt she deserved to be teased, especially because she said he would wait a week!!


    Evaine shivered, "You bastard... teasing me... it''s fine, just make love to me and make me feel that amazing pleasure again..."


    Lancelot gently grabbed her waist; both of them gazed into one another''s eyes before his voice sounded hoarse and excited, "Yes, my queen... Tonight, you are mine~."


    Evaine felt a little shy but was quickly flipped onto her back as Lancelot kissed her¡ªhis hands stroking her waist and thighs as she shuddered in excitement...


    Her red bra and thong were removed without any effort, and her blonde garden was revealed, sticky silver threads wetting her thin hair¡ªhe gently kissed her breasts, sucking her lovely pink nipples that hardened upon his lips touching them, listening to her gasps while his tongue flicked the tips.


    She moaned excitedly, "Ah~ More~... You can do anything you want to me¡ªI wanted you to fuck me again so bad..."


    "Hmm.... even though we had a quickie in your office, and you squirted?"


    Lancelot moved his kisses lower and lower as his tongue circled Evaine''s belly button, feeling her breathing and muscles contracting from his touch, her hands placed on his head, pushing him downwards...


    Evaine blushed, "Stop bringing that up... Huhhh~!"


    Her complaints vanished as Lancelot''s nose rubbed her nether regions while his lips sucked on her inner thigh¡ªhe slowly began teasing her entrance with his tongue while removing his clothes slowly.


    Evaine whimpered with each stroke, his tongue sliding around inside her hot flower as her juices trickled out continuously, causing Lancelot to become more passionate and vigorous, teasing her small clit with his tongues tip, flicking it rapidly as her ass lifted, her nose snorting as she began to moan loudly.


    "Ahh~ Lancelot!! AHH!!"


    Evaine squealed loudly as her fluids bubbled and leaked from her entrance from his sudden, intense action... He kissed her soft slit and tasted her sweetness directly before wiping her juices, raising his body above hers, and thrusting straight inside...


    The feeling of his cock being enveloped in her tight, slippery cunt made Lancelot''s body tighten and unable to hold back, as his hips pushed into her depths, feeling her clamp down on his glans as her mouth opened wide while lifting her body with a loud gasp.


    It hurt for a moment as Evaine gasped, lust appearing in her eyes while tightening her grip on Lancelot''s back, leaving nail marks.


    "More~ Lancelot, fuck me harder! Go wild and make love to me!!"


    Evaine''s sexy request caused Lancelot to grow hotter¡ªhis body surging with power and ether his dragon emperor bloodline activated for some reason increasing his stamina and strength... and his cock became slightly thicker, causing Evaine to squeal like a pig, as her insides expanded further.


    "Naa.... haa... Mmmmn, too thick!"


    He listened to her loud gasps and whimpers, his hips thrusting strongly inside Evaine''s body with every ounce of energy he possessed¡ªwatching her jade white skin and sweat-covered breasts bounce up and down passionately caused Lancelot to become even more excited.


    Evaine''s toes curled up as her back arched... her whole body convulsed as she squirted again, her fluids wetting the bed sheets as she stared into Lancelot''s eyes in disbelief.


    "Y... You''re really going wild... hmmmmm... Haaaa..."


    "I cannot stop! You are too lovely, my Evaine!" His eyes were golden, with thin black verticle slits as he began to bite and kiss her roughly.


    His hands caressed and stroked her breasts, leaving marks and pinching her nipples while pushing deeper inside her, moving at such speeds her insides ached¡ªhe even sucked on her neck and breasts roughly while continuing his wild thrusts!


    Evaine felt like a beast... Lancelot''s Dragon bloodline was leaking due to her bloodline, and her eyes also glowed with a red light, her body trembling as she could only whimper and fight back by tightening her insides around his cock.


    The pleasure brought from this action was a double-edged sword; the more deep and violent his movements became, the more pleasure and euphoria she felt, reaching climax.


    Every touch and stroke from Lancelot caused her to feel aroused and bliss¡ªher tongue licked his lips, tasting herself and feeling his hard, rapid movements.


    Lancelot was so enamoured by her that he pushed up her hips, using his hands to hold them up so his cock could penetrate deeper and rub her sensitive areas he normally couldn''t reach as her eyes became misty.


    "Haa... darling... You...!"


    "Evaine... I cannot let you leave me, never again... you are my wife... I will marry you." S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She couldn''t control her desire or thoughts as her nails scratched his back while she wrapped her body around him as if to force his seed to enter her womb.


    "Nnnn, do it! Take me... I am always yours!"


    Evaine cried in ecstasy... she bit Lancelot''s lip, drawing some of his dragon blood before drinking it greedily... This taste brought her out of the crazy frenzy¡ªher eyes returning to normal while enjoying Lancelot''s passionate kiss as he moaned deeply.


    Lancelot felt Evaine return to normal and felt relieved¡ªhe had gone a little crazy...


    He kissed her gently, realising that her insides were far tighter than before, almost like a python was strangling his cock as his orgasm arrived¡ªhis semen filling Evaine''s body within a second as she shivered, kissing him in a trance.


    There was so much inside her that she felt bloated... his tip constantly spurting more and more of his hot goo inside her womb as she licked and bit his cheeks in a deviant moment of desire.


    She even grabbed his waist with her legs, refusing to let him escape while staring at him evilly! "You aren''t escaping tonight!"


    Lancelot gulped, hearing her growl, and realised this was probably the first of many rounds! A snake''s mating could last for many hours... sometimes more than a full day...


    Both bodies returned to the bed...


    Sweat covered them completely as his cock stayed inside her, neither wanting to separate from one another''s warmth and body.


    Then, before they could think, the Serpent and the dragon began their second round; this time, the Serpent wanted to ride the dragon and show she was not inferior!

 Chapter 156: Chapter 43: A Proud Serpent And Her Handsome Dragon

    Beep-Beep


    The sound of a phone buzzing with an irritating high-pitched alarm sounded in a room full of messy fabrics tossed around, the floor covered in clothes and dirty sheets filled with all manner of fluids while on the bed naked.


    A charming woman lays on the chest of a handsome male, her thighs still tightly coiled around his waist as they remain connected with a thick, white goo, almost sealing their connection as it slowly oozes down onto the bed.


    "Nnnn... shut up... I don''t want to go to school today..." The woman moaned in a cute but scratchy voice as her slightly swollen lips kissed the man''s muscular chest.


    "Honey~ turn off the alarm..." She purred in a cute voice, causing the male to stir, but the moment he reached for the phone, his hips twisted and lifted, causing the woman''s lips to open and release an erotic moan as her insides were churned slowly.


    "Haa... you... we had so much sex, and you''re still hard!?"


    "..."


    Lancelot just turned off the alarm before looking at the woman mounting him with a cold look because, despite her complaining... It was her hips that were now moving slowly, slithering along his member like a snake.


    "Nnn, what are you looking at... haa... you poked me first¡ªnow I''m going to have some fun."


    "We''ll be late for the academy, you know?" Lancelot smirked as he began to feel the mood growing inside him.


    Evaine didn''t care as her body leaned back, pressing her hands on his abdomen, and her hips began to flick and gallop on his crotch, creating loud, sticky melodies of lust and passion while her eyes seemed to glow in delight.


    "Haa... just once.... okay? One more time... this is too good!" She whimpered as her hips flicked and twisted, moving faster as she lost herself in pleasure.


    Soon, only the sounds of hot breaths, a woman''s vibrant moans and the creaking of a high-quality bed filled the room...


    ***


    Two hours later...


    "You bastard! I said once more... why are we now two hours late? Evaine cried out as they were sitting in the back of Sebastian''s black Benz, the old man made to blush by this fiery young woman who spoke of their night."


    He was glad he chose to go home and visit his cute elf wife instead of staying at the hotel like he planned... a night of watching her sewing and drinking tea together, a wholesome romance.


    "I seem to remember it was you who was mounting me as I woke up, then began to sway your hips, begging for more..."


    "Oi! Don''t lie... you clearly... it was you that was so eager to penetrate me!" S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The two bickered while Sebastian at least didn''t have to worry about heirs due to the conversation never once mentioning using any.


    He watched as the instructor rushed out of the car, spraying herself with perfume and deodorant before almost falling on her heels due to the strange way she was walking as if her thighs were sore or not working properly.


    "Young Master, are you not going to follow her? Lady Evaine seems to be struggling to walk."


    Lancelot was sitting in the back seat, enjoying the sight of her suffering, but listening to the old man''s advice, he smiled wryly and left the car and jogged after her and helped carry her folder as she seemed to forget the place and wrapped her arm around his neck.


    "These two, why do they pretend to argue when both feel the same... Strange kids."


    Sebastian then left to park his car as, unlike usual, he wouldn''t be going home or being off duty with Merlin¡ªinstead, he would be guarding Lancelot and the women he cared for in secret, working in tandem with their guards.


    ***


    There weren''t many students as it was way past the start of lessons, so Evaine and Lancelot didn''t rush before arriving at her classroom, where everyone was messing around or chatting together. It was only when the pair arrived that keen eyes noticed certain things.


    Evaine wore the same outfit as yesterday¡ªher neck and chest were filled with kiss marks and other signs of a love affair, while Lancelot was the same; rather, his uniform was missing the blazer as he left it in Sebastian''s car.


    Guinevere, Sumika and Laura instantly realised what was going on as they all made knowing smiles while speaking amongst themselves.


    The cute Maria tilted her head, listening to their vulgar words before her fairy whispered in her ear, causing her face to turn bright red.


    "Ahem! Everyone to your desks. I have personal matters to attend to."


    "Please forgive my delay."


    Evaine''s aura was so powerful the moment she spoke that all the girls gossiped while the men became jealous and heartbroken as they all froze still and stopped playing, and returned to their desks.


    "Today, we are going to study how to maximise the usage of magic."


    Lancelot admired how easily Evaine regained control of her classroom without a mere slip. She was soon the same instructor who was nicknamed queen by the majority of the classroom, who feared her punishments.


    The lesson was quite boring for Lancelot because of his changes and daily training. His ether could now last almost endlessly in battle as long as he didn''t abuse his dominus.


    Thus, he spent class mostly learning alongside Laura and Sumika, who also found the topic dull but still noted Evaine''s wisdom in teaching and guiding them. Lancelot, however, spent most of his time stealing glances at his lover, wondering whether he should invite her for a meal tonight.


    As the final class ended... the bell rang, and Evaine waited until everyone left, making sure Lancelot stayed in his seat with Guinevere and Sumika watching them with strange eyes... "You two wait here," Evaine spoke to both girls, while Lancelot felt like some kind of conflict was going to happen!


    "Lancelot du Lac."


    Evaine spoke while smiling at him and then looked to Guin and Sumika, "These two girls are also your little lovers, right?"


    Eh!? Sumika and Guinevere blushed as Lancelot froze... why was Evaine acting this way?


    He grew worried as both women glanced at him before turning to Evaine; at first, they thought this would be a contest or shouting match before Evaine gave them a polite bow, "Nice to meet you. I am also Lancelot''s woman, pleased to meet you."


    Both Lancelot and these two beautiful women were shocked, their mouths opening as Evaine bowed politely!


    What the fuck is going on!? Sumika and Guin asked Lancelot silently... unsure of Evaine''s intentions!


    Lancelot grew anxious while pondering Evaine''s weird behaviour. What was going on with her!?


    "Um... Nice to meet you too?" Sumika replied first as Guin just stared blankly.


    "Indeed. Nice to meet you. I would appreciate it if you girls helped support Lancelot. After all, he has a lot of girlfriends..." Evaine giggled while glancing at Lancelot as his worries disappeared, and he understood something.


    Evaine was afraid of losing him like in those nightmares she mentioned... So, she wanted Sumika and Guin as a cushion. She must trust me not to leave her for another woman because the fact she knows about these two isn''t killing me...


    Lancelot wanted to praise Evaine for trusting him, but instead, he grew worried as Sumika and Guinevere both smiled evilly... oh no!


    "Of course, he''s such a good lover¡ªit feels nice to have his hands touch my bare butt every day during mana circulation training." Guin''s smile was so bright and scary Lancelot wanted to slap her, but her words caused Evaine to raise an eyebrow while glancing at him strangely!


    "It''s true... his cock feels great when you wake up impaled, right? I couldn''t help but start riding him, and we were late this morning." Evaine replied, completely unphased, as she joined the desk with Sumika and Guinevere while Lancelot rushed out of the room to avoid hearing their girls talk!


    Woosh!


    Then when he opened the door, a small girl with light blue hair was squatting with her ears on the door, as he tripped over Maria''s body, falling into the corridor and landing on top of her soft body... his hands squishing her huge, flexible melons flat between his fingers!


    Maria squealed cutely while Lancelot felt his blood boiling despite the night with Evaine¡ªleaning down, he whispered in her ears to tease the cute little frost fairy. "Did you enjoy hearing about my sex life?"


    Maria went stiff¡ªher cute voice answering, "Y-yes~ I did~ it sounded so amazing..."


    Her pure and honest reply caused Lancelot to freeze before standing up awkwardly... this small fairy girl, wearing a D-cup breast size¡ªwouldn''t go nuts... however, he was reminded he had a very healthy teacher and two other lovers currently discussing intimate topics!!


    "Do you want to grab lunch together, Maria?" So he chose to escape.


    Maria smiled cutely... "Okay! Lancelot, hold my hand!" She shouted happily while skipping beside him like, her huge breasts bouncing while running towards the cafeteria, humming a lovely tune.


    Lancelot, however, wondered if he should run away with her... He was seriously tempted to push her down in some bushes. She was so cute and erotic!


    This was dangerous territory!!


    Maria''s cute humming caused several males and females to turn their heads as she skipped beside Lancelot, her soft hand holding his.


    Many of them recognised Lancelot, and the majority didn''t pay much attention, but several females recognised Maria as the mysterious beauty ranked number one in the freshman''s popularity list!


    Lancelot took her towards the cafeteria and bought her favourite food¡ªthey found a seat outside where Maria ate happily, and Lancelot sat beside her while she leaned against his body while humming happily,


    She pressed soft breasts squished against his arms... Whether she did it on purpose or accident, he would have to ask the Fairy queen what was missing.

 Chapter 157: Chapter 44: Escaping To Avalon!

    After finishing lunch, Maria asked if he would escort her to the portals as she wanted to visit Avalon to protect her territory as someone was attacking it. Lancelot found her upset look too adorable and couldn''t help but smile and grasp her hand, enjoying the contrasting emotions of her worrying and embarrassment from holding hands.


    Strange...


    There have been two people, no three, watching us since we left the dining hall, but that is not including Sebastian, and they are so good at hiding their presence that I cannot make out who or where they are watching from.


    "Hehe~ holding a hot guy''s arm, the hottest guy''s arm."


    Lancelot could only smile wryly as his left eye noticed long ago that Maria''s back was fluttering with blue fairy wings that flickered with delicate snow dust each time she got excited.


    It seems that Maria is a special woman able to synchronise with her summons, so naturally, this normally requires using summon drive, but she... is doing it like breathing.


    "Are you going to enter Avalon with me, Lancelot?"


    He knew that she didn''t know about his and Guinevere''s secret, so he just nodded at her bright face and could only hope that she wasn''t in a place close to danger because he didn''t have any memory of her once they formed the round table of resistance...


    A table of Lords who came together against the traitors.


    It took Lancelot a year to finally be allowed to sit on that table after several died, and he became recognised...


    Looking at the little fairy with a smile, he believed she would have been on that table if she were alive, and if she had taken the enemy''s side, he would still have known of her...


    Fairies are rare troop types as their race was very playful and had high standards, and if they had any  darkness in their hearts or any deceit would only get imps or demons instead.


    "Do you want to enter with me, snow fairy?" He would always play along because the queen fairy did not take over but assimilated, meaning the two girls'' feelings were identical, and both existed at once.


    These were the actions and questions little baroness Maria was too shy to ask or do, while the little fairy wanted the best for her master just like Morgana did Lancelot.


    "I do... If you were close to my village. I would be so happy!" Her ice-blue eyes shone and flickered soft snow each time her long lashes fluttered from happiness.


    Lancelot laughed wryly... Maria and her queen fairy, if both were the same and synchronised naturally, why does she need summon drive... Or how powerful would it be if she used it... He could not help but ponder this as she led him towards the academy portals while squeezing his hand tightly as if she never wanted this moment to end.


    It was at that moment his thoughts were proved to be true... a flash of red before a fireball was thrown towards the pair as Maria''s wings fluttered brightly, and her beautiful ice-blue eyes changed to a midnight blue before a veil of snow covered her and Lancelot as he felt a chill down his spine as a shield of pure mana in the form of snow surrounding them.


    "Who!? Why did someone attack you here?" Maria''s soft voice sounded as she looked about, ready to cry, before she moved towards him.


    The fireball struck the shield as Maria pulled Lancelot towards her and pushed him down while protecting him¡ªthe cool feeling of her body enveloped him as she so flexibly cast another spell, several ice blades shooting towards the attacker, who suddenly fled the scene.


    Lancelot took a deep breath before he saw another flicker of light, but this was something her body couldn''t stop... it was a huge spell only castable by an instructor!


    A rock meteor shot towards them, so he lifted his body, wrapping it around the cute fairy, who let out a sudden gasp and squeak as the huge rock smashed into his body, sending them both flying into the Avalon portal together.


    At the very last moment, Lancelot''s fingers snapped as hundreds of purple blades sliced through the walls and floor, tearing apart the instructor''s defence, leaving hundreds of deep scales on his legs, arms and several on his face, before the male fled the scene as a strange sensation filled both Maria and Lancelot...


    The world began to twirl as nausea and turbulence caused their bodies to fling around the portal''s tunnel. Maria screamed as Lancelot hugged her tightly...


    Protecting her body against the harsh, turbulent forces, strange arcane tears and sharp, magical debris began to cut and tear into his flesh as they were suddenly flung out at their destination...


    ***


    Meanwhile, the attacker escaped successfully...


    "Heh... he is stronger than expected."


    "Mother of Sorrows, please forgive this servant''s failure!"


    "However, my goddess will enjoy him after she breaks his body and mind... haha, he ruined a chance for me to claim the frost fairy''s heart and offer it to her."


    The assassin laughed evilly before disappearing, leaving only blood flowing from his many wounds!


    ***


    A winter village with tall conifer trees, gentle singing from a female choir, and a fresh fragrance of pine needles filled the senses as Lancelot opened his eyes slowly while carrying Maria, who clung to him tightly.


    Her soft lips were kissing his neck, sucking on one of the wounds gently, while her blue wings fluttered rapidly, licking his wounds with a pleasant face only to freeze the moment he looked into her eyes, and she pulled away.


    "I can''t help myself... the moment the fairy queen synced with my body, she suddenly got carried away... my saliva can heal your wounds, and you probably enjoyed the sensation of my lips!" For the first time, Maria seemed to speak her feelings and scolded him back as she wiped the blood from her lips and looked around.


    "Ah... were at my village... how are you here too?"


    What? How could I travel to another Lord''s territory... this place is a Lord''s domain... only becoming a spouse or getting special permission should let me pass to her lands. Lancelot pondered this, his wounds healing rapidly...


    Maria sighed, realising Lancelot''s confused gaze... "My queen fairy says only a strong, handsome lover can be here with me... Lancelot, you are my prince."


    Eh!? What is this!? Is it some kind of fairy rule? That is absurd... How can Fairies change the very workings of Avalon?


    However, it had happened: a Lord on the brink of becoming a Demon King was brought to this small fairy village with lovely women fluttering their wings with snow and ice dancing through the air...


    The village was full of cute snow elf maidens dressed in fluffy fur outfits that wrapped around their modest chests with small ears covered with their woollen hats...


    Lancelot couldn''t help but notice several elven maids whispering among themselves while giggling seductively.


    Maria realised and slapped his cheek, "Bad boy... only my body belongs to you, don''t look at other fairies!" She cried, looking extremely upset as several elves gasped with a pouting expression, causing Lancelot to sweatdrop.


    Seeing his reaction, they all began to laugh and gently giggle, with Maria hugging his body tightly, "I''m sorry, we were just playing..."


    Lancelot then noticed that the fairy was no longer inside her... now the ice fairy queen was sitting on a small fairy throne that floated in the air with two cute masked fairies flying beside her.


    ...This girl doesn''t realise, does she?


    How cute is She... But why do I get only bad feelings about what happened to her in my last life?


    He wanted to give the brave girl a little reward, his hand stroking the side of her face as she finally seemed to panic before he leaned closer and pressed his lips against hers... Maria was surprised as Lancelot kissed her sweetly, his tongue slipping inside her mouth as he licked her tiny tongue.


    Maria trembled as her wings flapped brightly... Snow began to fall from the sky like it was linked to her feelings and emotions as the elves and queen fairy all stared, entranced as their kiss ended, and Maria''s cheeks turned scarlet.


    Lancelot decided not to tease the small girl too much as her Queen was staring directly at him as if to devour him... but then she jumped on him and kissed him again!


    Maria straddled his waist, her soft body melting into his body while she pressed her lips against him wildly and licked him with her little tongue... Lancelot decided not to stop her and allow the small girl to let all her desires and frustration out... He wasn''t going to let her slip through his fingers anyway.


    Now, it was too late¡ªshe had begun to flutter her little fairy wings into his heart. She was different from Evaine, Guinevere or Morgana... This girl was so gentle, her lovely snow gently pilling up until his heart became a winter wonderland.


    His eyes stared at the queen fairy floating on her throne as she stared with an evil smile and winked at him with a cute smile, even giving him a thumbs up...


    Damn, the fairy tricked me! She wanted this all along... for Maria to finally take a step with her own body and will... ah... but her tongue feels so good when it coils mine... it''s a little cold and tastes of mint chocolate and was addictive.


    Maria finally stopped kissing Lancelot as her wings fluttered while pulling back... her icy blue eyes staring into his as he held her slender waist while she remained on his lap. He then gently patted her head while humming a childish song.


    Lancelot could only laugh as she sat on his knee like a child as he was taller and far older... he didn''t mind the position as it caused her big, springy breasts to squish against his chest and neckline while she rubbed her nose against him, smiling happily.


    "This is such a lovely dream, ehehe.... kissing Lancelot in my village, one of my dreams came true, hehe.


    "It''s not a dream, Maria¡ªnow that you''ve kissed me twice, don''t think I''ll let you escape to another man," Lancelot whispered with his deep voice, pulling her tightly against his chest as the fairies all began to sing and dance in the sky and the elves clapped...


    Two small fairy crowns made with white and blue flowers were dropped on their heads... as if this was a real wedding ceremony!?


    "Mmmm... so manly and sexy, just like my naughty dreams..." Maria was still in her strange mood as they both suddenly froze at a sound in their ears.


    [The Fairy Queen Melodica has overseen the marriage of Maria Lovell and Lancelot du Lac.]


    [Winterdale is now a joint territory between the husband and wife.]


    [Lancelot can teleport and build freely in Winterdale but needs to be kind and gentle with his new wife, or the Fairy Queen will punish him.]


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 Chapter 158: Chapter 45: Suddenly, A Cute Fairy Wife!

    Lancelot and Maria looked at each other with a shocked face for a moment before the lovely Maria turned bright red and tried to hide her face as she looked at her commander with an angry face.


    It''s happened... I won''t just let her escape now since we''ve kissed several times, and our fates are interlinked.


    Her cute red cheeks make me want to tease her more.


    However, he didn''t release her and continued to hold her close, causing the fairy Maria to let out a high-pitched meep as his hands squeezed her buttocks. In his mind, Lancelot decided the moment that sound was played to treat her the same as he would his other wives.


    "L-Lancelot... you''re touching my..."


    He interrupted her, leaning forward as his breath blew against her neck and small pointed ears. "Call me Husband, my little fairy wife."


    Ah... I can''t hold back looking at her big, clueless eyes!


    Lancelot lifted her chin, as Maria seemed to have short-circuited, and once again tasted her mint chocolate saliva, his tongue slipping inside her little mouth as she finally realised Lancelot wasn''t messing with her and this wasn''t a dream as his hands began to massage and caress her large bottom, squeezing her fleshy cheeks through the light blue dress that formed upon kissing him.


    Maria began to tremble while moaning weakly as her little tongue flailed before it coiled around his in a tight embrace as they shared their warmth...


    Moments after, the queen fairy watched this and felt bored as her small master didn''t react¡ªinstead, she was now getting all hot and bothered making out with her new husband. The queen''s fairy mask lifted slightly before she signalled her two fairy maids...


    Their bodies flew down to the kissing couple while the queen fairy chuckled...


    Lancelot was too busy feeling Maria''s soft ass to realise these maids gently touched his chest and shoulders... Their little wings flickered snowflakes against his neck as his body heated up quickly!


    "Nnn... your tongue is so big... it feels so weird and warm...." Maria''s innocent words caused Lancelot to freeze as her little hand reached for his trousers, her ice-cold fingers rubbing his crotch and gently trying to unzip them before the two felt a sudden jolt of magic separate them as the fairy queen clapped her hands, watching the two taking deep breaths.


    "It seems the fairy marriage ceremony is too effective for humans..." Melodica then began to speak in a more gentle tone, like a musical melody that Lancelot could understand now he had married Maria.


    It was like fairy language was added to his skills.


    "Mastah, now your beloved Lancelot is your man! Hehe~ now let''s focus on defending our village, or the big bad trolls will kill us all!" Melodica told Maria, causing Lancelot to nod as well.


    He realised the serious situation, but Melodica smiled kindly, "Don''t worry... these fairies are the strongest tribe of Avalon because fairies naturally harmonise with our land and gain far more power..."


    "Trolls are weak to cold, and their bodies are made of rotting wood, so the moment my girls surround and strike them with frost blizzards, their bodies will begin to burn and die..."


    But Lancelot knew she was bluffing because the weakness of trolls was fire!


    No... he could see her eyes looking at him as if to say, please don''t make Maria worry, help us with your magic... I beg you. We don''t want her to cry about lost fairies anymore.


    It seems Maria is blessed with a lovely commander, too¡ªmaybe all the queen types are interesting like this.


    Lancelot then gently patted Maria''s head, causing her to rub her snowy nose against his neck, "Maria, let''s fight the trolls... My magic is strong; I''ll use it to defeat these enemies with your queen fairy..."


    He felt Maria freeze as she looked into his eyes with her icy-blue eyes trembling as if she were about to cry... but Melodica interrupted her...


    "Mastah, the snow elves are gathering; it is time to be brave. Let''s show your husband how strong we are, and then he will gladly give you his seed!"


    "Ahh!?" Maria''s face turned bright red as the Fairy Queen''s words seemed to be no-nonsense and caused the poor girl almost to have a heart attack.


    Bang!


    Suddenly, their slow moment ended as the Snow elves holding shortbows and the fairies flew to the north gate that was banging¡ªit seemed the trolls didn''t give any time to prepare as Lancelot lifted Maria like a princess and rushed to the wooden walls his right arm was free because Maria was so light, as he began to upgrade all the other walls, and used the lord interface to transfer some of his resources to Maria to help her.


    The wooden wall, almost broken into pieces, suddenly became a thick, Blackstone wall like the citadel''s special defences. The trolls club shattered, leaving the ten trolls standing in a daze, while Lancelot jumped onto the five-metre tall wall, his eyes looking down, as Maria hugged his neck, sniffing his chest through his open shirt.


    "Snow Elves!" Lancelot''s loud shout caused these cute elven maidens holding short bows and winter runes on their foreheads to aim towards the trolls, who had not yet reacted... the moment Lancelot gave the signal, their bodies bent low as Maria stood behind him... her wings flickering as cold air began to fill the whole wall, freezing everyone''s hairs.


    "Snow Blizzard!" Melodica gave the order, and all the elves fired their bows, launching the enchanted arrows that shattered into ice dust


    "Fire!" Lancelot ordered the elves as their arrows snuck behind the blizzard, and shards of sharp ice and frost began to assault the trolls, causing their rotting wooden bodies to begin freezing...


    Lancelot also aimed his palms towards the trolls as Maria hugged his neck and her flexible legs wrapped around his waist, her lower body pressing against his crotch as she felt herself falling¡ªthe moment Melodica signalled, Maria kissed his ear while biting it, causing his ether to flow rapidly!


    Magic began to surge like a flowing river into Lancelot''s body, causing his hands to glow bright red and black with flames as his raven wings began to unfurl and flutter, casting shadows below the trolls...


    "Flame barrage!" Lancelot shouted as several fireballs grew rapidly like missiles! His palms moved faster than bullets, firing hundreds of fireballs that ignited and exploded upon hitting the blizzard and melted all the ice, creating a steam explosion before the water evaporated as the fireballs exploded against the frozen trolls, engulfing their bodies...


    Within seconds their entire force was destroyed, while Maria was sucking, and licking his ear, transferring her ether as it began to run out... as she turned pale, her small blue wings now pale.


    Maria trembled, feeling empty ether, but his warm body caused her heart to beat fast as she moved from his ear to his neck, biting, nibbling and sucking on his warm skin with a faint moan until Melodica patted her shoulder and Maria realised what happened to her.


    "My Lady... your compatibility with Lord Lancelot is too high..." Melodica giggled as she looked at her Lady''s smile and brilliant face for the first time and fluttered down with the other fairies to collect the loot and prepare for the next wave.


    "Are you alright, Maria?" Lancelot asked, his arms tightly wrapped around her rump, holding her up as she began to close her eyes and seem sleepy.


    "Mmm... I can transfer my mana... make it supercharged... only for you... Nnn.... sleepy..."


    Maria drifted off before Lancelot sighed¡ªthis fairy wife of his was far too interesting and pure...


    so he gently stroked her soft, fluffy hair and kissed her head before jumping from the walls as Melodica laughed cheerfully, leading him to her big, cosy wooden house that looked more like a cottage from a fairytale where a witch would fatten two children up and then eat them, than a little humans princess castle...


    The moment he entered, a sweet fragrance of pine needles and vanilla scents greeted his senses¡ªas Lancelot laid Maria on a huge king bed with cute white kitten blankets and sheets, her arms didn''t leave his head until he kissed her lips gently, and she began to giggle and mumble in her sleep.


    "Melodica, can you help me?" Lancelot asked as he sat on the large chair beside Maria''s bed, patting his lap as the queen fairy looked stunned but still flew over anyway.


    "What might I help you with, Lord Lancelot?" Her soft ass sitting on his palm instead of his lap as she winked at him. Lancelot didn''t care much and just swiped his hand across the sky as various options to upgrade appeared.


    "I want to make this village better, but keeping it to the way Maria likes most, will you help me choose the higher level buildings as we build them for her as she sleeps." His voice was stern and serious, nothing like the playful playboy from earlier.


    "Now that she is my wife, I want her to be safe and able to conquer the entire area if she wants to."


    Melodica realised Lancelot''s intentions and smiled brightly, "That is simple! Mastah loves fairytale books the most, and she loves cute things!"


    Maria mumbled while tossing and turning in bed as Melodica chose upgrades based on her Lady''s favourite things...


    Lancelot watched as the village became a winter-themed fantasy land, reminding him of Snow White''s home where the evil queen would live but with lots of beautiful snow elf maidens who worked and danced, singing cheerful songs while wearing fluffy cat-eared hats...


    The buildings became reinforced with strange permafrost that would resist most heavy attacks, and the walls were no longer black marble but became a blue and white variant like snow and water mixed, as the insides bubbled to add an unbelievable effect.


    Once again, for his cute wife, he spent a lot of his base resources looking at the new town... yes thanks to his efforts and expanding her territory two spaces each way¡ªit became a town as the snow elves and fairies all became excited with more space to play and dance.


    "I am going to create a transporter¡ªthis will take you to my human territory, near a mountain. If you go here, there will be fox people, so make sure to say my name or Sumika when you send messengers... Melodica, I hope you can send messages once an hour¡ªthink of it as sending a few troops to have some time to play in other places."


    Melodica watched Lancelot, now shirtless in the back, helping the weaker fairies chop trees and plant new seeds. His back was covered in cold sweat¡ªdespite the low temperature, it didn''t affect him as she asked a curious question.


    "Do you love my Lady?"


    He dropped the axe and smiled gently¡ªthere were no lies or facade as he spoke honestly.


    "I like her. I find her attractive and cute, but the love right now is a little seed that needs watering. I can only say that I will never abandon her and that I started falling for her since the moment she began to speak to me even more since coming here."


    Melodica thought to herself deeply... Maria had suffered so much, and she just wanted her master to be happy.


    At first, she planned to cancel the marriage, but seeing her master''s face... the way Lancelot accepted everything, and his affectionate look and actions... now the town is so vibrant...


    She wanted to make it work, to make them love each other so Maria''s smile would never fade.


    This became the Fairy Queen''s biggest desire.


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 Chapter 159: Chapter 46: How Do I Return?

    Lancelot spent almost seven hours helping the fairies complete the huge teleportation device able to send thirty troops to Camelot and back thanks to their link¡ªit was also able to send half that amount each to his other bases as well.


    Thank god, let''s get into contact with someone... Hmm? I can''t connect to them¡ªwhat''s going on?


    This has to be a trick, right... why is the logout function on my lord system red!?


    "Give me a break... my name isn''t Kirito...."


    He began to look around, feeling a sense of worry because this portal needed the other side to accept the initial link¡ªotherwise, it would never work, and he would still be stranded because, despite trying to leave Avalon using his normal method, it only gave a strange error and denied his request.


    I don''t like this... I want to hear my cute girls'' voices!


    {Husban.... Master, everyone is worried because Sumika and Guinevere came to find you, but you were not there...}


    Oh... like an angel, she''s always on time! It''s my lovely Marimo''s voice how I missed you.


    {They wished me to tell you that because of the sudden attack, the academy closed the portals temporarily to investigate.}


    Who cares! Let''s chat, my lovely Wife ~ I missed you and want you to come to me with a squad of thirty hares. I found a lovely place where you might find happiness more than the other troops.


    Marimo had been trying her best to stay calm and professional after being given a higher rank in his heart and was now called the King''s Wife by the other girls. It made her heart thump when he started speaking such sweet words...


    {Husband... where? I will come! Let me get some things... makeup... outfits....


    weapons...}


    Lancelot loved listening to her whispering voice because Marimo always seemed so sensible and in control. She would mess up with little things like leaving her communication open to him as she began choosing between red-laced and velvet blue panties...


    {Master~ this hare has been very bad, and she needs you to use those thick, powerful hands to spank her fat, frost hare butt~ hehehe~ will the husband be rough, or let me sit on his face... ah~ I cannot.... eh?....heh? Why can I hear Master''s erotic thoughts....}


    This naughty hare, I am going to tie her up and spank her little ass!


    There was a moment of silence, then her little groan and squeak as she seemed to realise that her thoughts were being transmitted all the time...


    {Husband... M-Marimo isn''t a lewd woman. She just likes you so much, and it feels so~~~ good when you touch and lick her!}


    Marimo, too a firm stance!


    Lancelot smiled as he noticed the distant trolls once again seeming to want to cause trouble even if he knew their walls could easily take their blows for years.


    He worried and wanted to eliminate the threat so Maria could grow her town and not be in danger because she died in the past, and there must be a threat nearby that could kill such a smart lady.


    I have to find the killer... Marimo, I think you are perfect as you are, but please arrange for troops because we are going hunting. I need your strongest girls in both melee and ranged combat because I don''t know what we are dealing with.


    Also, bring Tyr and tell her I will accept her into my roost if she comes here. Ask Tiamat to take over your role as Camelot''s defender.


    {Yes, Master, I will be there in less than an hour!}


    Lancelot loved how she could switch between her flirty new wife, Marimo and the serious Captain of the guard, Marimo. It was part of her charm that made him fall for her in the first place.


    I can''t wait to see you, bring the red-laced pair.


    "Is everything alright, Lord Lancelot?" The soft voice of the Queen of ice fairies sounded in his ear as she sat on his shoulder with a seductive aroma of frosted blueberries.


    Melodica was like Maria and had long linked their feelings and senses due to how the Fairy Queen worked. They needed an anchor to keep them in the world, and thus, Maria and Melodica were like two peas in a pod.


    "My troops will soon arrive¡ªfor now, only a small number to test the portal and help you defend against the trolls and other enemies that lurk in that white forest."


    "Oh? You''re not going to leave straight away?"


    Lancelot smiled. This little fairy was both the courage of Maria and the insecurity and doubt, likely allowing Maria to spend her life so happily as this little thing shouldered her burdens without a complaint.


    "I cannot leave my new wife the day after we are wed, and there is something dangerous around here, right? Something you haven''t told Maria about."


    The smile on the fairy''s face suddenly vanished as her mouth opened wide like her big eyes, and she shuddered a sense of terror from this ever-confident spirit.


    "The dark, scary monster... It feasts on magical... devours fairies and spirits..."


    Hmmm?


    "He doesn''t eat for food... but fun... the monster is a Lord... from our home planet, and he destroyed the Wind Queen''s garden and the Fire Queen''s forest... and..."


    "Ate the last Ice Queen before my eyes... while his strange laughter and those big... peering eyes watching with amusement as he crushed mother in his teeth..."


    "He then said, Run along, little fairy princess... become a queen, and I''ll come devour you too, hihihihi."


    "So I ran... and ran... and ran... and then found myself in the arms of Maria... who smelled like mother."


    Lancelot leaned back, taking a deep breath.


    The soothing chill of the blue and white stone was quite comforting as he tried to imagine the scenes of a small fairy. Somehow, Maria''s image overlapped with the fairy princess in the story, and then a heavy feeling appeared in his stomach...


    Is this it... was she devoured by the fairy Queen...?


    He looked at Melodica and realised she was crying... but her tears became small droplets of ice crystals and fluttered in the wind as her big eyes stared at him. He felt the same kind of desire to protect her that he did for Maria.


    "I will slay it."


    "Hueh?"


    "I will slay that monster for you to keep you safe, so don''t cry, little fairy princess."


    Lancelot''s soft finger brushed away the crystalline tears as the eyes of the fairy queen widened, her face turning bright red just like Maria would when they first started speaking, and he teased her.


    "I swear, this is a knight''s oath to his princess."


    He gave a bow as her wings began fluttering faster and faster before she fluttered away with a red face, looking back with a pout before her voice sounded on the cold winds... filled with warmth and her cute timbre.


    "Hmph! Since you have promised, you must do so, Knight Lancelot! This princess will await your successful oath!"


    {Master, we are coming now.}


    Lancelot was still stunned because of the small red lip marks on his cheek, leaving both a cold chill and a burning heat from the fairy and her clear hopes and desire for him to achieve the oath he made.


    She''s just as cute as Maria... damn.


    The next moment, the teleporter began to glow with a bright white shine, probably visible for hundreds of miles, depending on the height of the viewer.


    One by one, fully armed in woollen and leather armour, the thirty frost hares were the ones who came first. All of them were like a true armed force as they stepped forward with the same stride and speed before kneeling to Lancelot in the snow. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Our King, we have come to serve!" The echo and melodic tones from their different voices caused it to sound like a song as each hare remained still, looking at him with beautiful big eyes and floppy ears.


    "I am grateful that you are the ones that came, my lovely frost hares. How do you like this winter wonderland? Is it to your liking?"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" The excitement in their voices island close to their home filled with snow and glistening trees filled with ice.


    Lancelot could tell that each of them was overly excited and wanted to explore, especially after seeing the snow elves and fairies that were hiding and peeking from the buildings.


    "Good, there are monsters and a devious devil that wish to destroy this scenery. My lovely hares, would you follow me into battle to protect it?"


    "Yes! Your Highness!" They all stood and gave him a cute, synchronised salute before the teleporter shone once more, and three figures appeared.


    Ikumi, Tyr and Marimo.


    "Master!"


    "Darling!"


    "Emperor! Please accept me!!!"


    The three women were adorable in their ways, with the polite and steady Marimo greeting as she should, then Ikumi, who had grown to a wonderful woman unable to hide her affection, and finally, the dragoness, who was desperate for Lancelot''s seed.


    With this... I can first eliminate the trolls and bolster her forces slowly.

 Chapter 160: Chapter 1: Crushing My Fairys Enemy!

    Lancelot observed the three women with a smile as he began to formulate his plan while Maria still seemed to be sleeping¡ªhe noticed several times that the fairy queen would scatter dust over her body, which probably kept her resting.


    Nice save, Melodica.


    "Marimo, you and Ikumi take the hares and scout the surrounding area and give me a report on which direction is the best to expand and keep track of any settlements or monster bases while out."


    "Yessar!"


    "Yes, master."


    Ikumi gave a salute while hopping towards the group of hares with her loud voice calling out to them and calling them all sisters while the lovely Marimo bowed to me and followed her with a worried face, her large rump jiggling as she hopped towards them.


    "Tyr."


    "Hahi!?"


    The dragoness was currently looking away while whistling as if wondering if she had done something wrong, but she couldn''t be blamed. He treated her so badly and forgot that Tyr existed the moment he left her.


    She showed a sign of fear not because of power or strength but because of what he represented.


    There was only ever one male dragon emperor bloodline. It was never understood why, but when two appeared like some kind of curse, one of them would wither and die, be it the work of beings above, even Tyr didn''t understand.


    "I''m sorry."


    Suddenly, her eyes widened as he hugged her body¡ªthe black-haired dragoness felt a strange sensation envelop her as his warmth and beating heart sounded in her ears while enjoying Lancelot''s large hands stroking her back gently.


    "I didn''t mean to leave you doing that for so long. Can you forgive me?"


    Tyr was a very lonely dragoness, and that mountain was more like a tomb for her to rot than her roost¡ª thus, the moment she met Lancelot, her entire world went from a grey hell to a brilliant world of colour and hope.


    She had been alone for thousands of years, and that is only because any longer in her memory felt too tragic to remember.


    Thus, Lancelot''s hug caused Tyr to freeze... her yellow eyes blinking as tears filled them and rolled down her cheeks gently.


    It felt like she had become so human and weak as the male she would one day love apologised and cared about her feelings and not how useful she was.


    She wrapped her arms around him and licked his neckline while enjoying his warm smell and breathing¡ªher dragon bloodline bubbling as her lips purred with pleasure as the Dragon emperor she had dreamt of for millennia petted her back before she calmed and finally let go of Lancelot.


    Before she could recoil, he pulled her closer and kissed her cheek before letting go...


    Tyr froze¡ªher face reddened with her lips opening and closing in shock, but Lancelot winked at her and spoke cheerfully, "Can you stay by my side?" It felt like he was just shooting deadly fireballs straight into her heart, as she couldn''t help but forget the hardship of terraforming the forests for building...


    "Always... I... I will survey the area from the sky... that.... later.... talk about the k...kiss!"


    Her large wings unfurled and flapped gently¡ªher body then lifted off the ground, floating gracefully while shooting into the skies like a missile as Lancelot watched her cute back.


    The snow elves nearby watched this scene, whispering among themselves... but Tyr didn''t know as her face was still blushing¡ªonce far enough, she squealed cutely and pumped her fist while doing several loops in the sky in celebration her mouth, releasing a huge black flame that created beautiful shapes in the air.


    "Ya!!! We did it!!!! Yaha!!! Stupid Tiamat~~~ hahaha!" (Dragon Speech)


    Lancelot decided to walk around and help Maria''s fairies and elves plant new crops while checking on her village... it seemed that Melodica organised several snow elf maidens.


    They were happily singing and planting seeds while dancing around¡ªinstead of normal fruits and vegetables, the snow elves cultivated special variants like snowberries, frost apples and ice carrots that sound disgusting. Still, they are just more rustic and cold-resistant.


    In fact, the colder it is, the faster they grow.


    "Are you all doing alright?" He asked the ground of six snow elves who had just finished and were watching him arrange a flower garden in the shape of a heart with blue flowers.


    One female elf wearing cute winter fur with a floppy hat spoke while wiping the sweat from her forehead... Lancelot felt enchanted as her blue eyes gleamed, her cute cat ears flicking through holes in her hat.


    "Lord Lancelot, would you like to relax and eat with us? We were just going to cook, and Mastah Maria always gives us food first!" Her soft voice was charming and a little seductive as the elf smiled.


    "You girls, go enjoy a nice meal¡ªI want to go and help protect our little town soon." He stroked the strange elf; because of the fey magic, their race was like a mismatch of an elf and cat girl, but they were extremely beautiful. A shame they were all small in stature.


    Another elf jumped up and down... Lancelot didn''t notice before, but their breasts were indeed larger and rounder than he thought, jiggling and bouncing, however, incomparable to their master Maria, who seemed to have the largest melons despite the size difference.


    It felt like these girls were grown with different materials¡ªperhaps it has something to do with Melodica being the Queen Fairy and summoning the snow elves with Maria''s help. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The elven maiden shook her cute ears while smiling, her gloved hand pulling her hat down before tilting her head cutely, "Lord Lancelot, you''re so nice¡ªthank you so much for upgrading our village; it feels like it is full of life..."


    Lancelot waved his hand; he didn''t need compliments or praises for protecting Maria''s territory, "This is my wife''s village, and you are our precious people... so, of course, I will help protect and enhance your growth..." Lancelot then realised they may have been summoned and not born into Avalon''s cycle of rebirth.


    But he didn''t care¡ªto him, natives and those summoned were the same, and even if others saw them as pawns or disposable, he chose to treat each one as a valuable person.


    ***


    Lancelot was sitting on the stone walls, the lovely blue and white alternating like the ocean waves¡ªsome of the fairies were throwing stones and dancing around them, seeming to love the new walls.


    Haha... this place is too peaceful and cute...


    "Melodica... Maria doesn''t hate battle, does she?" Lancelot spoke while watching the sun begin to set as Melodica flew beside him, her butterfly mask lifting as he saw her beautiful face that resembled Maria''s but with far sharper cheekbones and fuller red lips as she laughed.


    "No... Maria loves battle... it is just she is scared to lose people, so she focuses more on defence and planning rather than attacking... Maria believes her strength is lacking in combat." Melodica seemed to answer Lancelot truthfully as she found him perfect for their lady, who had suffered and cried so much...


    He asked her to give a summary of Maria''s history, and Lancelot felt sad¡ªthese fairies were summoned because Maria is a very pure soul...


    Melodica believed she should have a choice, so she offered to come instead of the other fairies... abandoning her former race of a snow elf throne and becoming the Ice Fairy Queen, now the most powerful fairy queen¡ªone hundred queen fairies equal a single snow elf queen.


    Melodica was both a Snow Elf Empress and a Fairy Queen¡ªthus, Maria''s troops were a mixture of fairies and snow elves.


    "Are you going to give Maria your Snow Elf Empress Bloodline?"


    Melodica laughed cutely while hugging Lancelot''s waist, "Of course, I already gave it to her, and she is now like my twin sister¡ªour Mastah Maria is already worthy of it and is destined for greater things... when you marry her completely; she will become a half-fey race... Do you want her to be yours?"


    Lancelot was surprised... but Melodica continued, "The Fairy bloodline allows one to ascend without limits, while the snow elf bloodline lets her use fairy summons and strengthen her fairy and elf troop types as well as gain all frost type spells..."


    "She is worthy and destined to be by your side¡ªshe has loved and worshipped you for longer than you know but won''t acknowledge it because she fears abandonment after her family plan to lead her to a terrible fate," Melodica explained Maria''s reasons perfectly.


    Lancelot was silent but realised that Melodica only spoke her truths and believed Maria was worthy... so, as her husband, he should try and support Maria so she can stand against these fates alone, and he would stand behind her if she failed or made a mistake.


    "I want to be her support..."


    Melodica nodded... "Then I hope Maria becomes worthy of your expectations."


    "I will accept her as she is¡ªeven if she should fail, I will never abandon her."


    They both stopped speaking and looked towards the northern gate, feeling a massive fluctuation¡ªtheir faces turned grim as Lancelot realised he underestimated these troll attacks.


    "Melodica, stay with Maria! Defend her with everything!" Lancelot shouted as Melodica immediately flew into Maria''s cottage before Lancelot rushed toward the front wall...


    Looking at his back, a lovely figure was standing in a beautiful blue night dress with fluttering frills... little balls of ice dripping from her eyes like tears as she held the soft, varnished doorframe. "Lancelot...."


    "Hehe... I told you, Mariri. He would never leave you even if you failed."


    "But..."


    Melodica fluttered close to Maria''s ears and whispered, "Because he gets so hard when looking at your huge tits and ass. Fufufu!"


    "MELODY!" Maria shouted with her cute voice now bright red.... even if she noticed and felt it... her heart was racing just thinking of that thing... but she pushed these dirty thoughts down as Melody patted her head and whispered.


    "Sister... Lancelot needs your help right now. Summon your snow elves and fairy maidens, and I will summon my fairy''s guards... Let''s beat the trolls and face your fears with him... We will be alright... I promise!"


    Maria wiped her cute eyes before they changed into bright midnight blue... a mask of ice forming with snow covering her face, while a glamorous blue and white robe covered her body, with Melodica smiling gently as the adorable girl who would hide under her blanket at school seemed to transform into a real empress, holding a blue and silver staff.


    "Let us go... He will protect me, I will support him... big sister..."


    "Make sure you don''t fall too hard, or he will have you following him like a silly little girl... and be popping out babies before I know it!" Melodica joked as she pulled out a small flute and began to play a mystical tune.

 Chapter 161: Chapter 2: The Fairies Go To War!

    The moment she played her flute, more than twelve beautiful round magic circles began to flutter and dance around Maria''s body slowly. On the magic circles, a mixture of various colours from the rainbow merged¡ªa total of twelve fairies appeared, but they were different from normal fairies.


    "Ah... so cute..." Maria whispered, seeing the cute females.


    Each fairy was wearing a special chainmail and plated armour enchanted by both elven and fey magic.


    These twelve guards were born to protect the Queen and were much larger than normal fairies, each of them over eighty centimetres in size and four fluttering wings that were thicker and much more powerful than the normal fairy units.


    The Queen''s guard they were called.


    "Maria, they are now yours and one day will evolve with you to become The Empress''s Guard. I hope that you can fight beside him now you are not alone and make sure you smile lots in the future."


    "Melody? Why are you speaking like you would disappear...!?" Sear?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Melodica just looked at Maria with a soft and gentle look before her small body, hugged Maria''s soft cheeks, and kissed them as a family would¡ªher eyes seemed to shimmer and shine with the sights of the future.


    "What are you saying, Mariri... I won''t be marrying Lancelot, too, right? Hehe~ but he is a stuff. Maybe if I ask nicely, he''ll marry me too."


    "Eh!? No... you can''t!"


    Maria''s voice was louder than usual as she suddenly realised her shouting voice attracted the looks of many snow elves and fairies before she turned away with a pout.


    "Why not? I am sure he can love us both, right...?"


    "Hmph... you are too alluring. What if he only cares about you and forgets me..."


    Melodica found this girl''s worries to be so adorable and could only laugh while her wings fluttered, making her roll in the air, causing Maria to pout more before slapping the fairy queen''s ass in retaliation.


    "Maria!? Don''t be jealous~ Lancelot loves your cute butt the most; trust me; he is a butt lover."


    "How do you know! You just got here today... I''ve known him for years. I have watched him every day..." Maria realised she was growing too upset and felt a strange jealousy that Melodica could fly towards him and tease him when she had been such a coward and never built courage until now.


    "See~ you know best what he would like. Take that confidence and drag him into your bed!" Melodica giggled as their forces began to move out, seeing Lancelot standing on the wall with the strange female who was short but gave the fairies a sense of heavy oppression just standing there while hooking his left arm.


    "That''s your competition, little Mariri! Do your best; a black dragon is a fey race''s worst enemy!" Melodica teased Maria, causing her to realise the strange dragoness woman was holding Lancelot.


    "Eh, why is she holding his arm!!" Maria''s voice almost reached a shout while the beautiful dragoness turned towards Maria and pointed her sharp-clawed finger with a threatening glare while Melodica watched Maria''s snow wings flapping, leaving a trail of cold ether.


    "Ah... My little lady is changing." Melodica could feel Maria''s strong emotions and felt proud... because she didn''t back away... but flew onto the beautiful walls with her graceful flight, taking Lancelot''s right arm without even a moment''s hesitation.


    The dragoness Tyr felt Lancelot''s hand pat her head before laughing cutely. Her large wings flapped, and she left Lancelot''s side, floating a little further from Maria with an evil smirk.


    "New wife!?" Tyr pointed and laughed as Maria felt shocked and began to blush and panic before she squeezed his arm tighter as Lancelot watched her and then stroked her soft hair gently as if trying to ease her worries...


    "I am the big wife! Obey me or be kicked out! Hmph!"


    Maria just snorted and flicked a frost shard into the eyes of Tyr and spoke with a very soft but adamant voice, "I do not care who is first or last¡ªI just want to stand beside him. But you... You can wait at the end and wash my feet!"


    "Ah, don''t use your dirty magic! That''s cheering!" Tyr complained cutely before Lancelot just laughed wryly.


    Melodica was cheering Maria on quietly and began to sing loudly while flying around Maria and Lancelot, "Our mastah has another wife! Make sure you treat her well, Lancelot!"


    Maria froze while Tyr gasped with shock and trembled... Lancelot also sighed before his raven wings unfurled as his long, scaled tail moved and wrapped around Maria''s small waist, pulling her towards his side while looking at Tyr.


    "You''re all precious¡ªdon''t be so quick to bicker. I like my girls to get along. Now, let''s attack them."


    Like a ninja, Marimo''s beautiful black fur appeared as she jumped onto the wall and knelt to Lancelot without a single complaint or word and whispered the state of the enemy forces to him, then waited in silence for her next order.


    Melodica watched Marimo and realised something... "Damn, she''s too good..." Lancelot laughed and nodded... He was beginning to change everyone and improve their growth by interacting with them.


    "Maria, Melodica, Tyr, Marimo, we attack together. Are you girls ready?"


    "Yes!" All his beautiful women agreed together, with Maria looking into his eyes gently before nodding with a smile that caused snow to flutter about her body and snowflakes to glisten around her eyes¡ªthey all began to giggle as the trolls outside heard strange sounds from inside and tried to smash their rotting club against the Blue and white walls.


    Lancelot didn''t even take a moment to wait¡ªhis body dropped from the wall, using his wings to increase his height and drop speed dramatically as he held a long black greatsword, his eyes closed, with a relaxed look on his face when facing the huge amount of trolls.


    Maria, Melodica, Tyr and Marimo watched Lancelot dropping like a meteor before Melodica began to snicker and teased Maria gently, who suddenly bit her lip anxiously before shouting with worry as his feet hit the ground, shaking the earth, and dozens of Trolls fell back from the impact.


    "Be careful!" Her adorable, sweet voice caused Lancelot to nod without looking as flames grew along the sword he was holding...


    His body instantly spun around, slicing through the bodies of the trolls that were stunned, his left hand snapping his fingers as countless black blades shot from the ground and impaled them, tearing their skin and flesh apart as the frozen ground began to burn like it was hell.


    "Tyr, do it!" Lancelot''s deep voice resounded as Tyr instantly appeared beside him, her massive wings flapping before she grinned... her long black hair waving as she opened her mouth, wider than normal towards the trolls, releasing a strange aura.


    "Dragon Breath!" Tyr''s words were simple as her open mouth spat a blast of black flames towards the majority of the trolls in a frontal cone.


    All the dead and living trolls turned into charcoal, yet the flames did not touch the beautiful ice trees and frozen flowers.


    "Good work, I will treat you, little dragon girl."


    "Who is little... my chest is this big!" Tyr beamed as she replied to him; the next moment, an avalanche of ice lances and frost spells was cast towards the few trolls Lancelot missed as Melodica and Maria unleashed their wrath.


    "Heh, bragging with that small chest! How about I freeze you!" Maria''s words caused Tyr to blink¡ªher heart feeling strange hearing this fairy girl speak so proudly. Then she noticed the huge bulging chest of her robes... and for the first time, Tyr identified Maria as an enemy; they were both short, with plump thighs and good assets, but the fairy was far superior!


    Lancelot watched them killing the remaining trolls swiftly; their cooperation was better than he had hoped. Marimo jumped from the walls and joined Lancelot¡ªhe smiled and noticed her little spear was covered in blood but not troll blood.


    It was a strange blood that smelt close to goblin and orc but was something more dark and twisted...


    "Marimo, who are these enemies?" Lancelot pointed to the strange goblin-like corpses before Maria flew from the walls, landing behind him while Melodica rode on Tyr''s head since she flew closer, grabbing her hair and treating her like a horse.


    Tyr''s face looked miserable and betrayed as Melodica kicked her horns playfully... "Lancelot... I used the name goblin at first, but these goblins are warped into something else. I would call them corrupted goblins¡ªthey are weak individually, but they are resistant to magic... and the leader is strange, and I believe he can use magic and make it disappear..." Maria answered Lancelot seriously.


    Melodica chuckled¡ªTyr seemed to shiver from Maria''s serious gaze that analysed the goblins perfectly, "Mariri is good at scouting and information; it''s a talent!" Tyr listened to her boasting and began to stamp her feet like a child about to cry and wanted the queen fairy off her head...


    Lancelot stood quietly¡ªhe was looking at the corpse and heard Maria''s words... ah, this event would be troublesome.


    He wanted it to be just his hunch or a wrong thought...


    Maria will die if I don''t do something... without ether or magic, there is only my sword.

 Chapter 162: Chapter 3: The Small Fry Awaken The Big Bad...

    Lancelot and his joint forces with Maria crushed the trolls quite quickly. It could hardly be called a battle after Tyr began to get involved.


    After the battle ended, he sent Marimo out to search and find the locations of the troll''s bases and their spawning points before there were far too many for it to be one small hovel but not enough for it to be a city commanded by a troll king or troll hero.


    Somehow, I feel like I need to do something...


    He looked around and noticed that most people were occupied with the huge troll corpses, cutting them up for their resistant hide, fangs and ears to trade or sell at a merchant or use them as materials for crafting weapons.


    Let''s head out... my bad feeling is making me nervous.


    The next moment, he stepped off the wall with his wings unfurling and flapping heavily, sending his body into the air before swooping across the distant frozen landscape while following the troll''s advancing trail.


    He felt relaxed, feeling the wind cutting through his hair, blowing wildly as the winter chill bit at his cheeks.


    "I''m heading out¡ªI''ll be back soon," Lancelot shouted as Melodica and Maria were about to open their mouths, and it failed. They looked at each other and sighed but couldn''t do anything to stop Lancelot since they didn''t understand his goals...


    A few hours they were passed as he saw a vast battlefield in the distance.


    Damn... this seems worse than I imagined.


    A horde of hundreds of trolls was fighting a human army led by an elite platoon¡ªthe human knight leading the platoon of armoured knights charged fearlessly while hacking the trolls, who outnumbered them over ten to one.


    There are so many of these damn trolls!


    Lancelot watched calmly¡ªhe wasn''t there to pick fights but was curious... if he helped humans now, he would receive benefits if Maria chose a diplomatic route over conquering and his territory development...


    However... these humans are like ants compared to these trolls, which seem to keep growing from a nearby cave. It was dark... with a huge entrance, and they seemed able to spring out in small groups every few minutes...


    "How long have these trolls been amassing in number... and why does this cave feel like a Lord''s territory," Lancelot whispered while flying silently...


    His eyesight increased as he noticed the cavern was filled with strange runes that caused trolls to respawn... it seemed a lord had created a dungeon and not the kind where people challenge, but one designed to grow monsters in mass.


    Ah, this isn''t very pleasant... I don''t care about the knights dying... but the next target after them is Maria, and I wouldn''t forgive myself if I ignored this.


    Let''s just destroy the runes, nothing more.


    The human knight platoon fought bravely against the trolls while the two commanders shouted bravely¡ªLancelot observed them... and one seemed like a captain with a brave and honourable appearance, while the other looked far more sinister and cruel, his laughter maniacal as he cut down the trolls with a disgusting smile.


    In fact, Lancelot found the whole scene twisted as several soldiers were secretly looting their fallen allies'' items while the leader didn''t bat an eye; instead, he enjoyed slaughtering trolls.


    Alright, Lancelot landed close to the entrance; his eyes closed as his hand raised towards the cave entrance¡ªa strange flame erupted, turning into a beam that tore through the strange runes, causing the cave to rumble before collapsing.


    At this time, the human commander cheered loudly with his men while the wicked commander seemed enraged, screaming at his men angrily... they seemed to notice his eyes as Lancelot could see the malicious intent...


    "Why is he getting mad? They probably won''t survive fighting against the trolls... it''s still a huge number of trolls for them to fight."


    However, Lancelot noticed that some of the trolls were now injured and confused¡ªtheir health regenerated slower while the human commander laughed proudly and ordered a counterattack, his men crushing these trolls who lost their regeneration effect...


    Lancelot watched these knights turn like vultures after their allies died¡ªit was a strange sight and made Lancelot feel strange... there was something wrong with these humans.


    Why do they seem so strange... what Is that mark between the forehead of many of them...


    Suddenly, Lancelot noticed something, causing his pupils to shrink before he felt a massive fluctuation. He turned around to see a troll hero stomping its foot while roaring... the moment it roared, several of the knights kneeling near the fallen humans began to curse as the troll hero began to laugh maniacally and swung its huge axe!


    In one swing, the heads of the knight platoon''s heroic commander and vice-captain were chopped off! Their bodies fell backwards as Lancelot''s face turned grim...


    Because the sinister man was smiling and held a strange grimoire.


    "Ah... this guy is troublesome... how did I miss the Necromancer..." Lancelot realised his mistakes too late.


    Because Maria had used her fairy scouts to find all monster settlements and dungeons, Lancelot didn''t realise an intelligent being had tricked Avalon''s system and hid the Necromancer and trolls by disguising their stats.


    Now that the runic resurrection effects broke their disguise... So he lost his cover, and the trolls and other knights under his control began to rot and decay.


    "You damned birdman! Are you from the Tenshi cult? How dare you get involved in our great Master''s plans! The dark one will devour all and bring us to the promised land! You shall be marked! Our great lord will hunt you and devour you piece by piece!"


    Lancelot knew something was strange and realised the markings between their eyebrows... these knights were part of the deranged cult... but he had never heard about the Tenshi cult, only knowing that the word Tenshi meant angel...


    Damn, that means this is bigger than I thought.


    The Necromancer laughed evilly while summoning undead trolls, ordering them to begin attacking the humans who had turned traitor¡ªthe troll hero laughed and stamped on the human captain''s skull, caving it in as his followers cursed at the birdman who ruined their Master''s plan!


    This looks dangerous; I need to avoid them finding Maria... Lancelot decided to retreat silently... he would give Sumika orders to warn the empire and investigate this strange cult, but there was no time right now¡ªhe realised the Necromancer planned his escape but believed that the man was only D rank and was likely a new Necromancer...


    Summoning this troll hero was probably the limit of his capabilities... Lancelot decided to kill the Necromancer and the entire army... Because the moment the Necromancer started shouting at him, he found a mark was burned onto his chest... it made his head hurt and feel dizzy just to look at the strange marking...


    A mark of madness... damn, these cultists are troublesome... Maria won''t stand a chance if this mark is placed on her... I must find the source!


    He lifted into the skies¡ªhis eyes shining with a dark red light as he began to conjure hundreds of swords beneath the ground while drawing his greatsword, locking his gaze on the necro cancer and troll hero and preparing to kill them without mercy.


    The Necromancer noticed Lancelot flying and began to laugh with glee¡ªhe summoned undead trolls while raising the fallen knights with his spell, seeming to have thought Lancelot had fled in fear of their Master¡ªhowever, the next moment, he could hear the howling of the wind, before a blade penetrated his heart while Lancelot descended while chopping off the troll hero''s head!


    The undead troll soldiers rushed forward, ignoring their Master''s dead body that flopped like a doll as a hundred black flaming greatswords pierced the ground, destroying them instantly before the Necromancer''s corpse rose and burst into ash... then all the knights and trolls began to explode following his death.


    Lancelot wiped his bloody hands¡ªhis Raven wings unfurled while flapping heavily¡ªand within moments, he vanished like a shadow...


    ****


    Flying in the sky, Lancelot''s eyes became serious.


    He was still unable to return home, and the transport to Camelot, for some reason, wouldn''t work for him. It was like whatever happened when they were transferred; he wasn''t actually considered inside Avalon right now.


    Sumika might have been able to learn what was happening, but he refused to put her at risk when Lancelot realised that he had returned safely without issue. It seemed the Master would not be attacking him just yet... but there were strange whispers in the shadows, and he saw visions of horrific creatures at the edge of his vision despite flying way above the ground. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Damn... am I going insane?


    First, he would return to Maria¡ªshe would be worrying, and his troops would all be waiting for him. Lancelot''s heart raced slightly¡ªthis was the first time he experienced this kind of strange feeling, a curse that seemed to ignore the Avalon system...


    Yet he was worrying about others rather than being concerned about himself.

 Chapter 163: Chapter 4: Set In Motion

    ? Unknown Place: ??? POVInside an eerie cave, filled with green and black light, the walls as if filled with a constant decay and rot shimmering light from a dull torch almost seeming to be extinguished in the next moment.


    A group of heavily wounded and injured Knights were marching down the dull, dreary halls of this tomb-like home.


    "So you are saying that your entire unit was wiped out and the necromancer I lent to you died?"


    A cold voice cracked like a board being dragged along someone''s nails, causing the knights, all grown warriors, to shudder in terror as the voice became twisted and erratic.


    "Did... did you fools anger my Lord? Answer... answer!"


    The commanding voice became manic as the knights gulped in terror and shouted without any hesitation, "Lord, we killed several of the human kingdom''s strongest¡ªthe Necromancer succeeded in summoning the troll hero and clearing the barrier. We captured many captives to sacrifice and experiment on¡ªour mission was a complete success!"


    They knelt in unison with their swords stabbing the dull ground as the cave walls began to groan and leak slime from them.


    "Complete success..... complete success......... complete? FAILURE!" The twisted figure on the throne, enveloped in darkness, with only two green eyes devoid of any emotion but madness and bloodlust, stared at the knights.


    They began to tremble, and two of the rear knights began to sway, their eyes bleeding, and arms and skin began to rot as they died in agony. Their bodies turned into dried husks before exploding from within as strange worm-like creatures burst from the knights'' remains and began to feast upon their fallen ally''s remains...


    Their screams and shouts echoed in the cave, causing the leader to clench his fist; sweat leaked down his cheeks while bowing and shouting with honesty, "Lord, please forgive our failure. We lost two heroes, but my Lord, we couldn''t fight that existence!"


    "Let me see..."


    The male''s voice sounded as black tendrils began to penetrate the knight''s brains one by one to see the details... his eyes opened before glowing brightly, "A male demon king... in my Lord''s territory? HahahahAHAHAHAHAHAhahahah nono.... we must clean this error... someone finds me some bleach....


    we must clean this inferior garbage before my Lord descends to this plane!"


    The knights gulped¡ªsome began to salivate at the thought of finally killing someone worthy of their Lord''s ire and proving their worthiness, "Lord, please allow us to serve you once again¡ªwe will not fail this task! If we find this demon king, I promise I will present his head to you personally!"


    A hand stretched from the darkness like a devil, reaching the knight''s head as his screams echoed through the halls... the next moment, a white bottle filled with bubbling bleach and other substances... the hand poured it down the knight''s throat.


    The screams turned into a distorted sound¡ªthe knight''s head began to boil before steam began to seep from his pores... a grin appeared on the Lord''s face as he enjoyed the knight''s screams... before they stopped as the leader laughed, vomiting black blood with his skull turning grey before cracking and peeling...


    The strange worms burst from his chest¡ªthe knights watched their commander become the test subject as they shivered in silence...


    "Go, you are the new commander. Kill, slaughter. However, you can, but this man must die... My Lord has said he carries the scent of the damn fairy sluts to the northeast! Kill them, ravish their tiny bodies with your swords! Make those who deny my Lord suffer!"


    "HAIL THE GLORIOUS MEPHISTO!"


    The Knights all chanted without any complaints and marched from the tomb while the Lord grinned... his eyes continued to watch as the worms feasted on the rotten corpse before melting and disintegrating into a black mist that leaked into his skull while laughing manically.


    "Ahahaha... this fun... such a strange world... why is my Lord so quiet... I miss him... please come soon, Lord Mephistopheles....


    and devour my brain piece by piece hehe...eheheh hahahahahaha!" His laughter began to echo, spreading across the lands and into the nightmares of those sleeping.


    It was a dark and terrific knight for those who were natives of the human kingdom of Galdowin... A terror had already devoured the mind and soul of their king, and any of his heirs in the kingdom were now slaves to a Demon.


    ****


    ? Lancelot POV


    Meanwhile, Lancelot arrived back at Maria''s village with his thoughts turning grim... somehow he felt a strange urge to murder something. His hands shook with his Raven wings trembling¡ªhe noticed Tyr playing with the fairy and snow elves while Melodica was kissing Maria''s cheek...


    Ah... I want them to kiss me... Wait... no. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Welcome back, Lancelot."


    The first to greet him was Maria, who looked sleepy as she slowly hugged him as if naturally. It seemed that from the battle to their marriage being settled, Maria was growing each moment. She acted far braver and didn''t hide anymore¡ªeven Tyr couldn''t match Maria''s adorableness and seemed to envy her slightly when Lancelot pulled Maria closer.


    "Sorry, I was gone for a few hours... I went exploring and got sidetracked; are you girls alright?" He spoke with a worried tone while checking Maria''s body, noticing her smooth neck, shoulders, and collarbone with the soft skin, causing his heart to beat rapidly as Maria leaned into his hug more...


    "I missed you... my heart hurts... help me...." she said with such a sweet voice that he half thought that Melodica was inside her again, but the Fairy was now fighting with Tyr... her little fairy legs hitting the dragoness with a flying bicycle kick...


    Damn... Maria is growing too cute... should I just kidnap her.... what the fuck am I thinking! This is my wife!


    "Help you? Do you need more mana?" Lancelot felt strange talking like this as Maria nodded without complaint¡ªshe lifted herself and kissed his lips gently... he felt Maria''s small body becoming warmer before he stroked her back and pressed his lips back.


    He took the initiative and kissed Maria''s lips much more passionately than the fairy girl as she felt his tongue entering her mouth... Lancelot tasted Maria''s sweetness as she began to moan softly... Melodica and Tyr stopped fighting the moment they heard Maria''s cute moans before Melodica began to giggle as Tyr seemed to feel uncomfortable but didn''t step forward to top it...


    but her black tail was slapping the ground in irritation.


    "Kiss her harder; our mastah wants to steal your virtue!" Melodica teased Maria¡ªthe little Fairy felt proud watching the shy and anxious snow elf change and gain courage, but Maria ignored her as her hands grasped Lancelot''s head and hair, stroking through the glossy silver locks and sucking on his tongue greedily.


    Damn... Maria is too hot... should I really steal this girl''s virtue here... wait, we should get to know each other better first!


    Lancelot suddenly regained his rationality as his hand patted Maria''s large ass, squeezing it tightly, as she only filled his mouth with more, sweet seductive hot breath from her moaning; he kissed her lips and jawline while Maria giggled gently before Lancelot found Melodica hovering beside him, watching with amazement, as Maria licked her lips with an alluring glint in her eyes.


    "Maria, your kiss is super wet and sweet! How erotic!" Melodica teased them as Maria let him go gently¡ªher blue eyes glistening with frost magic that melted the more he watched before she left him and returned to Melodica, sitting beside her fairy sister while watching Tyr cross her arms in annoyance and fly into the cottage.


    "What''s wrong with Tyr?" Maria asked as Melodica laughed cutely, "Ahaha... well, she doesn''t like sharing mastah~ I think Tyr has fallen in love with him!" Maria realised her sister Fairy''s words were correct... Lancelot watched Maria smile like she was at ease, patting the head of Tyr.


    "Alright, I''m tired. Good night... Maria, Melodica, everyone~" Lancelot felt drained after kissing Maria¡ªit was strange... he could feel something flowing into his body that made him want to mate with Maria, to push her down and make her howl like a beast, and yet he also wanted to sleep for some reason.


    Melodica waved with a playful wink, and Maria blew a snowflake kiss while whispering good night, "My husband is so cool... but Tyr, why is he so distant?" Maria asked Tyr, who flew beside her and sulked...


    "He kisses you, holds you, strokes your butt and chest, but I got a head pat... Am I not sexy!?" Tyr cried out cutely as Maria couldn''t help but laugh gently before Melodica joined in¡ªtheir giggles attracted Lancelot''s attention for a brief moment.


    "Ah, poor Tyr, Mariri has taken his love away..."


    Meanwhile, Lancelot was suffering... his body began to overheat... the strange curse in his chest kept driving his desires towards Maria as he bit his tongue until it bled, covering him with his blood.


    He realised there was something about this curse...


    It''s like it''s taking my feelings... and affection and turning them into dirty... obscene feelings is the curse trying to find the woman or person most important to me and then spread to her through sex...!?


    Lancelot hit himself in the head, trying to cool himself down as he fell onto his bed and fell into a light sleep...


    However... as the night grew deeper... someone snuck into his tent... as the marking on his chest began to burn his body once more... as the sound of clothes sliding along his skin and hitting the ground gently sounded...


    The figure climbed into his bed, unaware of the future it would bring the pair.

 Chapter 164: Chapter 5: Tyrs Of A Dragon**

    Lancelot''s sleep was disturbed by the strange feeling of something warm and soft pressing against his body¡ªthe cool feeling he enjoyed from Maria was different from this sensation as a smooth but sleek sensation brushed along his abdomen, followed by a long... clammy sensation like a tongue a hot and slimy tongue."Nnnn... such perfect muscles..." Tyr''s golden eyes shimmered in the darkness as she began to kiss his smooth body¡ªshe felt an extreme feeling of arousal each time she touched his chest. The strange tattoo that she licked tasted sweet, making her addicted.


    "Uhh...." Lancelot''s body was hot, the cursed marking burning his entire body through to his organs, with blood surging and boiling like lava.


    He reached out... the soft feeling of silky scales on either side of the woman''s breasts, their heavy and flexible feeling irresistible to him as they changed shape with his powerful fingers.


    "Haa... Master is caressing my tits... Mmmmn..." Tyr''s lips began to kiss his abdomen with more fervour, both hands holding his muscular thighs, as her tail flicked the bedding to the ground with a poof.


    Lancelot''s eyes opened to see the moonlight, more azure due to the snowy ice world, shining through his window to reveal the sensual body of Tyr...


    "Do you like what you see?"


    "You look beautiful under the moonlight¡ªI cannot hold back seeing such a sight..."


    Her alluring black scales traced along her sides and thighs and covered her most intimate place, and flesh-coloured scales circled her breasts, with two pink nipples pointing to the sky, as a thick, sticky thread of white nectar oozed from her pale pink petals onto his lap.


    My chest burns... the curse is activated and making me want to ravish her even more than usual. Her erotic body and dragon bloodline are overpowering my sense of reason...


    No... If I must do this, then I will do it on my terms.


    The moment I stopped fighting the curse, allowing it to burn surge through my veins and body-searing magma burning my insides, my mind became clear...


    "Your skin is so soft and smooth it drives me mad... these silky scales slipping through my fingertips are too erotic."


    The sensation of her soft and silky skin in my hands was smooth and springy¡ªher hard, stretchy nipples pulled between my fingers were now crystal clear as I pulled and squeezed them, enjoying the face of Tyr torn between the pain and pleasure of being teased.


    "Mnnn... Young Emperor... please don''t tease me anymore... Tyr wants Master inside of her now!"


    His large and rough palms pressed against her small waist, releasing her large breasts, catching her soft nipples in his mouth, sucking on them as his tongue began to tease their tips while his arms continued sliding down her curvy hips to cup her tight buttocks.


    "Isn''t it too fast? Do you not want me to lick your cute, pink dragon lips?" He teased, with his fingers pulling her rump buttocks, the flesh slapping together as his fingers sank into her soft flesh.


    "Young Emperor!... Tyr can''t take it anymore! She wants you inside of her!" She begged, rubbing her moist flower against his crotch, the large shaft growing rapidly, now smeared in her thick white honey¡ªits hardness and heat made her feel excited as she could not wait any longer.


    "Really... you want it that badly?"


    "Nnnn... it''s like my body is burning... I need you to ravish me!"


    It''s probably the curse... to think you, Tyr, would be the one to endure this fate with me.


    Lancelot flipped Tyr onto her back, spreading her legs wide, exposing the bright pink petals dripping with thick white nectar and the enticing pink pearl beneath her lower lips that were pulsating as if it wanted him to devour it.


    "It''s so beautiful and neat. Are you really an ancient dragon, not a young girl posing? Soft, neat petals and a cute pale pink slit... I have to taste you."


    Tyr moaned as Lancelot kissed her inner thigh, moving towards her slit, her juices dripping onto his tongue, its bittersweet flavour addictive.


    "My Lord''s tongue... Nnnn... Tyr loves it..."


    Lancelot licked her petals, savouring the sweet and sour flavour, his tongue tracing around her pearl before slipping along the surface, flicking it while making Tyr squirm as she had never experienced such pleasure before. His fingers pulled apart her slit, exposing the pink tunnel within that contracted repeatedly as if inviting him in¡ª


    "Your little dragon pussy wants me so badly... the ribbed walls and soft meat looks different to a human... those twisting and coiling folds... so beautiful."


    "Master... please stop teasing Tyr!" S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He kissed her pearl, sucking on it as his tongue teased and flicked it¡ª


    "Mnnn... My Lord''s tongue is licking Tyr''s most sensitive place...!?"


    The moment she said that, his fingers slipped inside her soft, silky tunnel as he curled them against the shallow roof of her insides, the warm and moist meat coiling around his fingers, increasing in pressure and sticky honey the moment he found her g-spot and smirked at the dragoness who began to fuck his fingers, out of pure instinct.


    "Such a lewd dragoness... thrusting your hips for more pleasure while you press my face on your pussy."


    "Ahhh... Master''s finger feels amazing. Tyr can''t stop herself! More! Please give Tyr more!"


    He sucked on her pearl as his tongue lapped at its tip, his fingers stimulating her g-spot while stretching and exploring the short length of her tight canal, and her legs now kicking in the air as her toes clenched repeatedly while she grabbed his head and forced his face against her warm, soaked slit, smearing his cheeks with her thick honey.


    "Master''s finger and tongue are driving Tyr crazy! Tyr''s body is tingling and melting! Tyr can''t hold on much longer!"


    Her honey flowed endlessly into his mouth, spilling onto her thighs as Lancelot continued teasing her, watching her expressions twist with blissful agony¡ª


    "Aaaaahhhhhhh!!"


    Tyr orgasmed intensely, her hips and thighs tensing and convulsing while breathing heavily, her legs kicked wildly, and he felt her slit contracting uncontrollably around his fingers while her pearl throbbed and twitched, becoming sensitive as his tongue caused her hips to buckle.


    "Master''s tongue and fingers are Tyr''s undoing... nnnn... it feels so good!"


    He continued teasing her until she climaxed a few times, her body exhausted and panting¡ª


    "Tyr wants Master inside of her right now!"


    With glowing eyes, her face was flushed red, and she locked eyes with the towering dragon between his legs¡ªLancelot didn''t mind as he pressed both her legs against her chest, spreading both her soft, sticky pussy and her cute asscheeks to reveal a cute puckering set of holes.


    "What a naughty dragoness exposing your cunt and asshole for me to play with..." Lancelot''s voice sounded cruel as Tyr blushed deeply.


    "Master... Tyr just wants your big thing inside of her..." Her eyes watched with anticipation as his large head began to expand her soft entrance, the feeling of her insides being expanded and changed differently from his fingers. The girth of his cock was completely different as she breathed deeply.


    "Nnnn... Tyr''s pussy feels so stretched... it hurts but also feels amazing!"


    He pushed further in, enjoying the slippery meat coiling around his shaft, changing shapes to accommodate him as her expression was twisted with agonising pleasure¡ª


    "Tyr''s virginity has been taken! Ahhh... Master''s cock feels so hot!"


    Her small tunnel felt incredibly tight and warm, squeezing him tightly as his girth and size allowed no space left¡ªthe ribbed meat wrapping around his length was pleasurable while Tyr''s expression was twisted with ecstasy¡ªit was nothing like a human vagina...


    the insides were rougher at first with lots of bumps and small ribbed sections along her fleshy walls, and the soft tunnel was far more muscular...


    "God, your insides are so tight..."


    Yet the moment he pushed inside, and her hot, slimy fluids began to ooze down his shaft¡ªit transformed into an unbearable pleasure as the lubricated bumps and ribs pleasured his cock from the tip to base relentlessly.


    "Tyr''s pussy feels so stuffed... Master''s cock is scraping Tyr''s deepest part!"


    As Lancelot pulled out slightly, the bumps rubbed his sensitive underside, and when he pushed inside, the ribbed walls massaged him while Tyr''s moans became louder as he thrust deeper inside of her¡ª


    "Nnnn... Tyr''s womb feels so full... Master''s cock is pounding Tyr''s womb!"


    Lancelot began to fuck her harder, slipping deeper each time he thrust as her honey spewed with each thrust, with her insides squeezing him tighter¡ªas if to devour him whole and pull him ever closer to her womb and the hidden eggs inside.


    "So deep... Master''s cock keeps going deeper! Tyr''s pussy feels so good! It''s driving Tyr crazy!"


    Her soft and supple body changed to match his movements, moulding perfectly around his cock as if to suck him dry, with the ribbed walls and bumps massaging his entire length while vibrating gently to encourage his orgasm.


    "Nnnnn! Your cock feels amazing!"


    His fingers pinched her swollen clitoris, causing Tyr to cry out loudly in ecstasy as Lancelot fucked her faster.


    "Master! Tyr can''t hold on any longer! Something is coming!"


    Lancelot slammed himself balls deep inside of her, pushing past the entrance to her egg chamber where three round objects blocked his passage¡ªhe could feel the intense suction power drawing his seed directly towards the centre, the force almost impossible to resist¡ª


    "Master! Tyr can''t hold it in! Something is coming!"


    Lancelot orgasmed strongly, his hot and thick semen flooding the path to her egg chamber¡ª


    "Master''s cum is filling Tyr up! So hot!"


    At that moment, Tyr cried out loudly as her slit contracted furiously while her tunnel began to shake and tremble, milking his shaft hungrily as her honey flooded outwards, but the sheer pressure locked his cock in places as she leaned forward and began to massage his balls, spurring on more shots of his hot sperm.


    "Master''s cum is filling Tyr up! So much!"


    After Lancelot finished orgasming, he looked at Tyr, whose eyes sparkled brightly while she hugged him tightly¡ªher body looked luscious and glossy, while her scales were sleek and shimmering in the moonlight.


    "Thank you, my Emperor... for accepting me as your mate."


    She smiled happily, kissing him passionately while stroking his hair tenderly... but a dragon''s mating was much like a snake, as his member regained strength... their hips and passionate voices once again resumed, for more than ten hours throughout the night...


    "Ahhh.. Tyr loves Master''s cock! It''s reaching Tyr''s eggs! Fill Tyr with your babies!"


    Lancelot fucked her continuously, each time he filled her egg chamber, the amount of sperm grew larger, yet Tyr did not seem concerned as she continued begging him for more¡ªtheir bodies intertwined as her tail wrapped itself around his leg possessively while she clung to his torso, hugging him closely as they shared countless kisses during their passionate lovemaking.


    "Lancelot, should we get something to eat?"


    By morning, Lancelot finally finished after Tyr enjoyed a sea of pleasure to drive her mad countless times¡ªhis stomach growled.


    "Young Emperor... I know a secret way to enter the kitchen without being seen." Tyr spoke a little differently now, less of her immature third-person speaking but a more noble and mature tone as she caressed his body.


    "Guide the way Tyr."


    Like this, the first morning after they became mates, the two dragons snuck into the fairy kitchen and ate their fill... Lancelot didn''t notice at first... but while she was walking ahead stark naked... her ass swaying... the cursed mark on his chest was now imprinted on her right ass cheek...


    "So we are already marked."

 Chapter 165: Chapter 6: Are We Really Going To War?

    ''No... her mark is different¡ªwhy is it the same marking I placed on Marimo...'' Lancelot thought to himself as Tyr began to turn her body as if making it easier for him to see her ass.Her face was beaming with a strange sense of confidence and seductive allure. "Oh~ after the night together, you''re still interested in my ass? Here~ let me give you a better look; touch it all you like."


    Lancelot didn''t complain, his face moving closer to her warm buttocks, noticing that although it seemed like the cursed mark... it was his incubus marking that had formed on her ass¡ªhis fingers began to stroke along the marking as it glowed purple and the poor dragoness let out a loud squeak as her back arched and she began to convulse.


    "Ah...that!? Why does my ass feels so amazing!?"


    ''Wow, my little dragon wife is so cute when she tries to endure the pleasure of an incubi''s touch, haha.'' Lancelot chuckled as Tyr collapsed onto the bed, her honey leaking from the warm, clammy slit now swollen and puffy from their night of rough sex.


    "Master~ Tyr can''t take anymore; she''ll die..." Her words were half-true because Lancelot knew that by feeding off her lust, the curse would grow stronger... and even though Tyr wasn''t affected by the curse, there was something about her energy that tasted very sweet¡ªit felt addicting and delicious... as if he had used his powers during sex to make the curse different.


    Instead of becoming a target beacon for whatever dark being made it... It had become something that would make Tyr more alluring and delicious for Lancelot the more they did erotic things together.


    It was an unforeseen effect of the curse... however, Lancelot wasn''t too worried since Tyr enjoyed having sex with him...and perhaps he could control what direction it went, but before he pondered any longer¡ªhe slapped her ass and lifted her body off the bed, her limbs were weak and hanging low, while her eyes dazed and dreamy.


    "Come on then¡ªwe need to get some food because your little tummy is rumbling." He teased Tyr, who nodded her head weakly, clinging to Lancelot while wearing nothing... Neither of them felt the need to hide or get dressed and headed downstairs to the spot that Tyr pointed out as they snuck into the kitchen.


    Lancelot noticed that Tyr always wore clothes unless they were alone... which meant she must''ve been hiding her true nature from others¡ªthe fact she chose to go naked was also a sign that she trusted him deeply.


    They entered through a hidden door behind the countertop, sneaking inside while Lancelot made some sandwiches and soup to fill their stomachs¡ªTyr watched him cook curiously before offering to help.


    "Here~ Tyr will feed Master," She spoke cheerfully while Lancelot sat down and allowed the naughty dragoness to spoon-feed him.


    He stroked her soft hair while smiling gently at Tyr''s earnest effort¡ªthe two of them kissed before eating together happily, talking about various topics until Tyr asked Lancelot a question.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to know... why do you have a cursed marking from one of the old gods on your chest?" She tilted her head cutely as Lancelot then realised just how old this ''cute'' and plump dragoness really was, and told her everything that had happened since arriving in the fairy kingdom¡ªabout meeting the necromancers and getting cursed.


    When he finished explaining, Tyr listened quietly before speaking up.


    "The old gods... Tyr thinks that the Master should avoid using magic until finding someone strong enough to remove it. Many people within the fairy court dabble in the ancient arts of dark rituals and summoning¡ªyou never know what kind of being might answer your call if you use such dangerous magics carelessly."


    For a moment, he felt stunned to hear a serious answer from Tyr before she passed a mirror and saw her ass... at first, she looked shocked and upset, looking at Lancelot as if she had done something wrong, but he seemed to have realised what she worried about and stepped forward wrapping his arms around her, once again touching the marking to make her climax as the mark turned purple...


    "Nnnn, no, this isn''t fair.... haa...!?" Tyr complained as she looked at him with teary eyes, her hands grasping his arms.


    "You said yourself¡ªthis marking doesn''t hurt you and makes you feel good whenever I touch it... If you want it removed, then wait till we return home... until then... consider it my reward¡ªI will take care of you every night, haha."


    "Don''t worry... it won''t affect our children if we ever decide to have any." Lancelot smiled, his fingers teasing the marking that would constantly edge Tyr on the brink of euphoria as the mark flashed purple for a moment, but he enjoyed teasing her.


    "No... what if I get addicted to this cruel pleasure..." Tyr whimpered, her voice shaking as Lancelot touched her marking while nibbling on her ear playfully...


    "Then you''ll forever be mine... hmm, maybe I am happy you bear my incubus mark... now other males won''t think you''re available¡ªafter all... only those chosen by the Emperor can enjoy your body, and I am very selfish and possessive."


    Lancelot whispered seductively while Tyr shuddered under his embrace before collapsing limply against his chest as she suffered a constant hell of impure bliss and denial over and over...


    "Ahh... okay, Tyr understands~ master gets lonely easily... I promise to stay by your side forever." The dragoness promised as she nuzzled herself affectionately against Lancelot while coiling her tail around his waist lovingly.


    ****


    The two stopped playing in the kitchen after cleaning up¡ªthey finally got dressed and stood on the almost empty walls of the fairy town, looking towards the area where the humans came from and fled. Lancelot believed it wouldn''t be long before that existence sent someone to attack him or harm his connected ones.


    He wanted to prepare as best he could... but how could he fight against such an unknown existence? Tyr did have the information, but this cheeky dragon wanted him to service her in order to gain the info he needed.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wonders... What will happen to the humans that ran away? Will they come back to reclaim their land?" The curious dragon asked while Lancelot shook his head and replied.


    "If they return... I will kill them¡ªno matter how many people live here, they are all fairy subjects, and I don''t plan on letting anyone mistreat them." Lancelot declared firmly while Tyr giggled happily, nodding her head in agreement before asking another question.


    "What if... those humans brought reinforcements¡ªwhat if there are hundreds or even thousands of soldiers waiting outside fairy borders... planning to launch an invasion to claim these lands for themselves?"


    This time, Tyr seemed genuinely concerned as Lancelot heard the sounds of wings flapping followed by Tiamat descending from above¡ªshe landed beside Lancelot, a strange sense of worry inside her golden eyes while her crimson hair danced in the chilly winds, her lips opening to convey her message. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "My Lord, Guinevere was worried about your safety and requested that I should come and aid you, but it seems you have handled the situation perfectly¡ªI have news regarding those humans... they aren''t human at all, but monsters wearing human skin," Tiamat reported while Tyr looked at Lancelot, her expression full of concern.


    "Go on..." He waved as she leaned against the blue and white marble wall.


    "They were humans until selling themselves to a stage cult of necromancers... the entire nation from its king to the stablehands... all of them are now undead...


    Undead that worship a deranged being of corruption and depravity... Lilith." Tiamat explained as Lancelot sighed heavily while Tyr shivered in fear, her hand grabbing his arm tightly as she pressed her large breasts against his elbow.


    "I don''t like necromancers¡ªthey are bad people who use dragon eggs and fairy blood for their spells... to make zombie dragons..." Tyr whispered as if she was remembering a harsh past. Lancelot patted her head reassuringly, turning his attention towards Tiamat, who continued explaining.


    "Their king has sold his soul to Lilith... and the corrupted queen wishes to make this nation a new base of operations¡ªI believe she plans to invade fairy lands... I suggest we strike first and eliminate them before they have a chance to fortify their position."


    It felt drastic... one moment we were just defending against trolls, to now attacking a human kingdom, but Lancelot knew that those dark beings served even stronger masters and the devouring one that was written on his curse... It is likely her mistress or master, and since that thing will be after him anyway... He felt like it might be worth taking the fight to them.


    "Alright... Let us attack this kingdom¡ªhow long do we have until they fortify their positions?" Lancelot questioned as Tiamat smiled proudly.


    "They left three days ago, travelling slowly due to carrying their supplies and wounded¡ªI would assume there would be a week at most before they are ready to launch an assault themselves?" Tiamat thought, thinking back to the kingdom she observed overhead.


    ''I need to get more troops here... and see if Sumika and Guinevere want to have some fun.''

 Chapter 166: Chapter 7: The Start Of Conflict

    Lancelot sat on the back of Tiamat in her dragon form while the pouting Tyr flew beside them, her back filled with sharp spikes.The red dragon was nice and comfortable to ride, but when he said, "I wish I could ride you forever, Tiamat, you''re such a fine female."


    She began to act strange; her voice responded but was quiet, filled with stuttering and whispers, "I-Idiot... who wants to be mounted by you... Forever... that thing would break my insides...."


    It seemed that Tiamat was thinking in another direction of riding, and Lancelot understood clearly and didn''t deny it as he smirked, looking at the black dragon who was distressed and jealous; those feelings would surge through their connection now that he left his marking on her body.


    ''I wonder if it was because her ass was the most alluring thing when it was bouncing up and down my shaft...'' He thought to himself as to why it wasn''t a pelvic tattoo like the other girls who became his main wives. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They were currently scouting the northern forest and mountains to make sure there were no other strong lords or monsters that might try to take advantage of the war. Honestly, Lancelot planned to increase the size of his lovely Maria''s territory during the war so she could become a city size sooner.


    It was a crazy idea, and many people who have been here two years, even three, are just reaching large-town status.


    He forgot his strength was a major decider in the growth of his territory. Most human lords wouldn''t survive two or three blows from him, and only the specially trained elite would be able to fight him, and they would need to be at least a year older.


    That was how fast he was growing.


    Lancelot leaned back on her huge dragon body, the fierce winds blowing his hair while he spread his arms wide open. "Tiamat~ fly faster; I want to see the world!" Lancelot shouted while Tiamat snorted, ignoring him.


    "Why are you acting like a cute kid... Hmph!" but Tyr heard his words and rushed forward, her speed faster than Tiamat, and Lancelot held on tight to her spikes as she flew higher, the clouds parting as she raced across the skies¡ªthe feeling of freedom was exhilarating!


    "This is awesome!" He tried to shout, but it became harder to speak or make a sound the higher he went; the two dragons stopped fighting... and flew side by side, dancing and swerving as if they were part of the same Dragonflight, like they could understand each other.


    Lancelot began to leap from both dragons in the sky; he didn''t know why, but the feeling of falling in the air, only to be caught by Tiamat''s tsundere complaints, as she started to barrel roll and flick him higher using her tail.


    "Our beloved master is a handful, but its times like these, only we get to see his childish side, Tia!" Tyr growled while their body shot down, tiling their noses with a rapid drop as Lancelot shouted and cheered like it was a joy ride.


    "Hmm... what beloved master... he''s just a stupid male..." Tiamat''s nose turned up as she noticed him falling and rushed to catch him with a sense of panic, only to realise she showed her feelings as Tyr began to chuckle, shooting past her.


    "Haha~ Tia, you fell for his trap¡ªlook at how fast you rushed to catch him." Tyr teased as Lancelot landed on her back, patting her spikes while she snorted angrily, rushing forward, trying to push Tyr out of the way.


    "Shut up... Stupid Tyr; you''re the one that is obsessed with him... I just want him to romance me like he did.... Ah!?" Tiamat''s scales seemed to turn an even deeper shade of red as flames flowed from her mouth, her head shaking violently.


    "Ah... Tia... Did you just admit you wanted Emperor to romance you like he did with Tyr last night?" Tyr teased as Lancelot listened to their conversation; he couldn''t help but smile.


    ''They''re both so cute, haha~'' Lancelot laughed as the two dragons continued bickering, flying across the lands as they scouted the outer regions of Maria''s territory. Even while playing, the trio only spent four hours using his lord system.


    The entire northern reaches to the huge ice glacier that stopped passage and just to the border of the fallen human kingdom they would be going to war with.


    ***


    Woosh! Woosh!


    Both dragon Empresses landed slowly, with Lancelot hopping off Tiamat''s back, stroking her and Tyr''s scales along their necks with a soft smile, "Thanks for the hard work, ladies¡ªif you want to rest, then you are free. I will do the rest alone."


    He felt both of their bodies transform into their humanoid forms...


    The hands holding their large-scaled maws, now gently stroking their soft cheeks as both female dragonesses looked at him warmly, "Why would we just leave the rest to you? Didn''t we come this far together?" Tiamat said before turning away, her red tail swaying and tapping the back of his thigh.


    Tyr giggled, leaning forward and kissing Lancelot before following Tiamat, "Besides... Emperor needs to reward us later¡ªotherwise, Tyr will cry~" She teased as Lancelot realised how greedy these two were.


    ''These two are just like goblins in dragon form.'' He thought while watching them walk forward, their hips swaying as he noticed both their tails rise high, revealing their large shapely buttocks¡ªTyr being large, round and meaty, but Tiamat was firm, sexy and like a tight and alluring heart shape.


    "See what did I say.... master loves dragon ass."


    "Don''t be so vulgar..."


    His eyes were fixated on them for several seconds before the two began to snicker and lowered their tails while looking back at him. The face of Tyr was only slightly red, but Tiamat was like a beetroot.


    "Stop staring, pervert... let''s finish scouting and hurry home¡ªI want to taste our Emperor''s seed again tonight," Tyr began to sing while Tiamat slapped her head, making Tyr nod her head, both of their faces now burning hot as Lancelot followed behind, unable to hold back a smirk.


    Right now, they were not quite in the territory of Maria but were checking where he fought the necromancer and seeing if the two dragons could see anything he missed¡ªeven though his divine eye was effective, there was often a benefit to having more eyes to help.


    In reality, he wanted to spend a little more time with Tyr after taking her first time. He wanted some quality time with her, but Tiamat was the same¡ªthe two found it hard to be close due to the bloodline within them constantly making them desire each other...


    ''I thought it was just me being lustful at first, but Morgana told me the truth...


    damn woman, and Tyr confirmed it.'' It was the reason why Tiamat began to act aggressively towards him and avoided him completely, because the bloodline inside them sought to become whole, complete, and the only way that would happen was if they mated, and Tiamat was now in her prime years for giving birth so she panicked and felt a sense of terror...


    Lancelot didn''t know what she felt now, but recently, she came to him or offered to stay with him, and thus, he wanted to treat both dragons equally.


    "I guess there''s nothing here. Should we head back soon?" Lancelot asked as he sat on a broken wall, leaning back with his eyes closed, before a soft hand stroked along his cheeks, before resting the back of their hand as if a mother was testing if a child had a fever.


    He thought it was Tyr at first, pulling her into his lap and kissing her lips softly in return, but the taste was different, and the tongue and kiss were fiery... hot and filled with a strange passion.


    When Lancelot opened his eyes, he saw Tiamat blushing brightly, her golden eyes filled with a strange emotion while Tyr giggled, sitting beside him, "Husband, Tyr thinks Tia wants to play...


    letting her sit on your lap too makes me jealous." Tyr teased as Tiamat glared at her, stepping back as Lancelot grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his lap, kissing her lips as passionately as she did with him moments ago.


    "Mmm..." Tiamat moaned softly, her arms wrapping around his neck while Lancelot embraced her tightly, his hands stroking her firm buttocks tenderly before Tyr moved closer, her hand stroking Lancelot''s cheek.


    "See... The emperor loves us both¡ªthere is no reason to compete or fight..." Tyr smiled as she kissed his neck, smiling as if her plan had succeeded, and Tiamat began to relax in Lancelot''s arms, her soft body pressed against his own while Tyr cuddled them both.


    "Stupid Tyr... don''t think this means I love him or anything¡ªMy master is Guin¡ª" Tiamat muttered softly as she was kissed again, this time she the aggressor as if unable to forget the taste of his lips.


    "Hmm... who knows... Tyr thinks you love the Emperor most~" Tyr teased as Tiamat pulled away, glaring at Lancelot, who chuckled, stroking her crimson hair.


    "It''s alright¡ªI love my wives equally." He replied as Tiamat blushed brightly, looking away as if pretending not to listen.


    "Who... who is your wife... I am..."


    Before she could finish, a huge black beam shot down from the sky as a bloody, rotting dragon with skeletal wings and filthy black ooze dribbling between its bones began to breathe flames onto their position.


    On its back was a man in black armour with a pale face, stitches mixing various faces into one horrific abomination...


    He was an undead dragon rider... and his mount was a dragon zombie.


    "For the kingdom, all evil will perish!"

 Chapter 167: Chapter 8: Zombie Dragon!

    "Hey... Does it make me a dragon slayer if I slay this zombie dragon?" Lancelot asked calmly, his eyes locked on the target with a simple slash across his body¡ªthe powerful strike destroyed the eroding flames and deflected the beam into a nearby hill.A huge crash sounded as the beam destroyed the rocks. As if time accelerated, they began to break down, erode and crumble into a dirty black goo.


    "Tyr, Tia. Let''s fight together." He bellowed sternly, jumping towards the humanoid Tiamat, who transformed under his body, sneering at Tyr with a smile on her face.


    Woosh!


    Both dragons shot into the air rapidly from the explosive wind from their huge wings, catapulting them into the skies while Lancelot gripped Tiamat''s scaled mane tightly, his legs resting on her shoulder blades while Tyr shot past them, her claws glowing with black mana.


    "Master~ Leave it to Tyr!" Tyr roared, her maw opening as Lancelot sensed the mana surging into her throat while Tiamat rolled and dove sharply, her wings cutting through the air as the undead dragon rider glared at them, his hand raised, and a powerful beam of dark energy shot towards Tyr.


    BOOOOM!


    A loud explosion rang out as Lancelot witnessed the rotting dragon zombie''s beam and Tyr''s flames collide, a surge of black flames and a dark beam of unholy energy, while he kicked the neck of Tiamat, her body flickering with crimson flames, as she ascended into the skies, before swooping down at the zombie dragon''s back.


    Tiamat roared, her fangs biting into the zombie dragon''s spine, ignoring the disgusting taste of its rotting blood as Lancelot jumped from her back, gripping the rotten flesh and bone, ripping it apart with his bare hands¡ªhe began to rip and tear at the beast''s spine, destroying its ability to move sliding his dragon-slaying sword out he stepped forward, and with a flash of his body and blade, he sliced the rear wings of the dragon zombie.


    ROAR!


    A painful roar echoed out as the zombie dragon thrashed wildly, Tyr shooting forward, her claws glowing with dark mana as Lancelot watched her dive into the zombie dragon''s maw, her claw tearing through its skull before ripping the undead rider off its back.


    BOOOM!


    A loud explosion rang out as the zombie dragon began to fall from the skies, its body crashing into a nearby hill while rolling, the strange mana causing the trees, wildlife and rocks to rot and die.


    Tiamat caught Lancelot, sitting on her maw as his scent filled her huge nostrils, before landing beside Tyr, who tossed the undead rider towards Lancelot, her golden eyes filled with anger as she glared at the disgusting monster.


    "This creature is disgusting¡ªit smells of death, blood and necromancy... I hate this smell." Tyr growled as Lancelot inspected the undead rider, noticing the familiar runes on his armour, which made him frown deeply¡ªthe necromancers from the troll village wore similar markings.


    "Lilith is sending her forces to Maria already... this is troublesome." He spoke coldly while Tiamat landed beside him, her red eyes filled with disgust and anger as if she felt the same as Tyr.


    Before she could say anything, the huge black blade split the rider in half with a single slash; the same putrid blood splashing on the ground began to kill the flowers and plants around them, showing just how vile these people were.


    "I don''t think it''s her... Rather, the humans or the necromancers behind them are impatient to win her grace. This seems too sporadic to waste a valuable dragon zombie for nothing."


    The dragons listened to Lancelot''s words and realised that he had a point. Dragon zombies were special in that they could only be reanimated once, and now they destroyed it.


    This was nothing but a putrid dragon corpse.


    "What should we do then? Do you want to retaliate or bide our time?" Tiamat asked, her large snout nudging his body as she seemed to enjoy sniffing his scent but didn''t quite realise how obvious she was about it.


    Lancelot didn''t dislike it and just let her do as she pleased¡ªbecause of their bloodline''s strange attraction, he would rather this than her avoiding him all the time.


    He stroked her scales with a clean cloth, removing any dirty blood and flesh from her huge teeth and lips as Tyr watched the pair with narrowed eyes. It seemed she had nothing negative to say¡ªher lips curved into a mocking smile before returning to her human form and sitting on a nearby rock.


    "Right now, they are likely to wonder about the zombie dragon, and it might be a day before they realise it''s been killed."


    "If we were to attack now, they would know it was gone and might take drastic action... but if we wait, that could do the same." Lancelot theorised, but he felt attacking their city might be worth it.


    If they waited, then he might lose lives, and he didn''t want Maria to suffer any losses.


    "Let''s attack¡ªI won''t allow them to harm my subjects." Lancelot decided while Tyr and Tiamat nodded their heads, transforming into their humanoid forms because they would attack in several hours now.


    They began to plan the attack while Tyr and Tia sat on their side of Lancelot, both much closer than earlier in the day.


    While discussing battle tactics, Lancelot noticed the two dragonesses begin to act strangely¡ªboth Tyr and Tiamat seemed to inch closer, their soft hands touching his thighs and fingers intertwining with his own before Tyr lifted his hand, kissing his palm, her golden eyes sparkling with excitement and joy while Tiamat sat on his lap, her soft buttocks pressing against his crotch seductively.


    ''What''s going on? I expect this from Tyr, but Tiamat... she''s normally more reserved.''


    Lancelot wondered as Tyr giggled, moving closer, her soft breasts rubbing against his chest while Tiamat rested her head on his shoulder, her red hair tickling his chin before she turned her body, kissing his lips.


    ''Wait... something is wrong; their bloodlines seem to be resonating... almost like they are becoming aroused by my presence?''


    "It''s too late, foolish master~" Tyr spoke with a completely focused gaze; she was different! This dragon was being a troublemaker, somehow egging Tiamat on!


    "Stupid Tyr... stop getting in my way... Master~ kiss me... I want your babies..." Tiamat moaned as Lancelot realised that their bloodlines were affecting them¡ªhe had to calm her down, or else something crazy might happen!


    "Calm down¡ªwe can do this la¡ª" He tried to speak, but Tyr grabbed his hand, placing his fingers against the marking on her ass, stopping him from pushing Tiamat away, as she wrapped around his back, and grasped both his arms, locking them in place.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to watch you and Tia, mate¡ªplease give me a nice show..." Tyr cooed in his ear while Lancelot realised she was serious.


    ''Damn it¡ªI need to calm them down!''


    He struggled to escape, but Tyr was stronger than him due to their position and the leverage she shad with his arms between her thighs, feeling her warm, damp crotch, while Tiamat moved in front of him with a soft, affectionate look in her golden eyes.


    Her crimson hair swayed in the wind while Lancelot felt Tyr pressed her body against his hands, rubbing herself on his hands, while Tiamat sat on his lap, her face close to his, as she stroked his face with both hands, lifting his face to get a clear look.


    "My Lord~ Tia needs you¡ªkiss me..." She whispered, her lips pressing against Lancelot''s while Tyr giggled, kissing his neck and ears, whispering lewd things while Tiamat began to moan, her long, serpent-like tongue slipping into his mouth and coiling around his own.


    "Emperor... Tyr wants to see your cock... please~ show me your cock..." Tyr begged while Lancelot realised there was no escape¡ªhe needed to calm them down, so he kissed Tiamat passionately, his hands groping Tyr''s wet pussy, listening to her sweet moans while Tiamat began to remove his clothes, tossing them aside.


    If he could just make Tyr climax, he could stop Tiamat.


    His fingers rubbed Tyr''s soft mound faster, the restrictive position making it hard to tase her small button while Tiamat removed his pants, her soft hand grasping his shaft while Lancelot groaned into her mouth¡ªTiamat began to stroke his shaft, her soft hands squeezing and stroking his length teasingly.


    The feeling was hot, like her body, the warm, smooth feeling spreading through his body like electricity.


    "Nnn... Lancelot~ Your thing is amazing... I can feel your pulse~ as it spreads my hands apart..." Tiamat moaned as Tyr bit Lancelot''s ears, her teeth nibbling his lobe while he rubbed her faster, listening to her sweet voice moaning in his ear. S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Emperor~~ your fingers are so good... Tyr wants you inside her right now." Tyr begged while Lancelot knew this wasn''t over¡ªshe wanted Tiamat to have sex with him first, but he needed to calm Tiamat down, or else she''d get pregnant.


    ''Damn it... these two dragons are worse than succubi...''


    Lancelot cursed while Tyr giggled, licking his ear seductively, her golden eyes filled with excitement while Tiamat began to lower her hips before kneeling between his thighs, her nose pressed against the long meat that covered her entire face, showing wide eyes as the scent filled her nose... It seemed Tiamat was a smell-fetish girl.


    "Master~ Tia wants to taste you..." She whispered while Lancelot felt Tyr release his arms, her hands stroking his body before she stood up, sitting on a nearby boulder, watching with eager eyes.


    Tiamat''s long tongue slipped from her mouth, curling around the tip of his shaft teasingly like a spiral wrapping the entire thing, her golden eyes locked on his face while Lancelot watched her with a look of desire, his thoughts of rejecting her vanishing the moment her tongue wrapped his entire manhood, and her lips kissed his tip.


    "It seems you lost to her enthusiasm, master~ haha." Tyr teased as she watched intently, leaning her face on her palms and slamming the ground with her black tail.

 Chapter 168: Chapter 9: The Red Dragons Mouth*

    "Tia... you''re driving me insane..." Lancelot groaned while Tyr snickered, watching the two lovers finally giving in to their bloodline urges. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality."Emperor~ does Tia''s mouth feel good... Tyr wants to taste you next time..." She whispered, her fingers stroking her wet slit, her honey dripping onto the grass below while Tiamat''s mouth slowly wrapped around his glans.


    A wet, sloppy sound from her undulating tongue slid around his shaft as her mouth began to suck his shaft, her lips covering half his shaft while Lancelot groaned.


    "Tia... your mouth is so hot... It''s amazing..." He grunted, his hands stroking her crimson hair as Tiamat began to bob her head, her mouth sucking harder and faster while Tyr watched excitedly¡ªthis was the first time she witnessed a mating ritual between bloodlines.


    "Nnpph.... Mmmmmn.... hmmmph....!?" Tiamat''s beautiful eyes opened wide as his member slipped deeper into her throat, Lancelot grasping her horns as his waist began thrusting into her mouth, his shaft sliding deeper into her throat while Tyr watched with a jealous expression¡ªshe wanted to taste Lancelot next.


    "Gubuh.... Ueeh.....Nnnnph.....ha...."


    Tiamat choked and coughed, her eyes watering while Lancelot began to fuck Tiamat''s mouth, his glans striking the back of her throat while her golden eyes widened¡ªshe realised Lancelot was enjoying her mouth, a feeling of delight and desire surged through her body as she began to suck hard, the insides of her cheeks touching his shaft, almost wrapping it completely.


    Lancelot groaned from the pleasure of her high-pressure blowjob, her hands no longer pressing on his thighs but sliding towards his balls as she began to massage them, gently caressing them in her fingers, her chin and face covered in drool and precum, gagging from him pushing to the base, her throat croaking as his pelvis pressed against her nose, drool bubbling as she began to struggle to breathe.


    "Tia... I''m cumming..." Lancelot warned, but Tiamat shook her head, grabbing his hips while Tyr watched with a jealous expression¡ªshe wanted to be sucked next!


    "Tyr wants to taste you..." She begged, but Lancelot ignored her, his fingers stroking Tiamat''s hair before he grasped her horns, his waist slamming deep into her mouth, his shaft pulsing before he erupted into her throat, Tyr watching with envy as Lancelot released his load directly into Tiamat''s stomach, filling her belly with his thick, creamy semen.


    "Tia... swallow everything..." Lancelot grunted while Tiamat nodded her head, her golden eyes filled with tears as she swallowed every last drop, her throat swelling each time she tried to drink his semen¡ªher stomach rumbled happily while Lancelot pulled out his shaft, watching Tiamat coughing violently.


    Her face was red and flushed, filled with strings of drool and semen attaching her lips to the tip of his cock; as her long tongue was still white, Tyr moved closer, kissing Lancelot''s lips seductively.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to taste you next¡ªTia got to swallow all your milk... Please, Tyr wants a turn." She begged while Tiamat glared at Tyr, but Lancelot just slapped her ass and snapped his fingers, creating a small ball of water.


    It was the best he could do with the water element, and he grasped a cloth, stepping forward to clean the lovely face of Tiamat; ignoring the scent of his sperm on her breath, he just smiled.


    Once clean, he looked at Tyr and shook his head, "We are in a dangerous place; let''s head back."


    ***


    Lancelot had been able to calm his strange desire to dominate and make Tiamat submit with just her mouth. However, it was like a candle wick that had been set alight... It was only a matter of time before they lost control once again.


    ''I just don''t want to do anything further just because of this damn urge.'' He tried to convince himself as Tyr looked like the most wronged woman in the universe.


    He gently lifted her body and wrapped his arms around her waist.


    She seemed affected by the act more than he was, her eyes dreamy and her body limp, wrapping around him and making strange sounds nothing like the usual Tiamat. However, he couldn''t deny it was cute.


    "Let''s head back and think about things like that, Tyr¡ªstop sulking. You had so much fun last night and before we left this morning."


    "Hmph~ I will go ahead." Tyr looked back at him with a smile¡ªshe wasn''t mad but seemed to understand him on a deeper level after they had sex. Was it because their races were identical, like with Morgana?


    He could only wonder as she flung into the sky and rapidly flew towards Maria''s town, disappearing into the clouds.


    "Tiamat, are you alright?" Lancelot asked as she looked at him fleetingly before leaning against his chest.


    "I am... my body feels strange, like it''s not my own constantly burning with desire whenever we are close, or you enter my view..." She admitted, her crimson face turning away while Lancelot sighed¡ªhe felt the same way.


    "You said that our bloodlines recognise one another¡ªis there something you know about that?" He asked, and Tiamat looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.


    "The dragon race is a pureblood race that has existed since the beginning of time¡ªnormally, those of the same type of blood would be paired and spend the rest of their lives together.


    However, dragons are picky creatures and rarely find someone suitable for them, leading to many dying alone." Tiamat explained¡ªLancelot raised an eyebrow as he didn''t expect dragons to be so romantic.


    "So, if a dragon meets someone of the same bloodline, they lose control and become mates?"


    "..." She didn''t answer, hiding her face in the chest of his robes and tunic as if escaping the question.


    "Tiamat?"


    "Tia....?" He asked again, his fingertips stroking her long horns and a voice whispering into her long ears.


    "Only.... if both dragons find each other attraction and desire to mate with the other before their bloodlines become activated..." She muttered, her voice barely audible while Lancelot raised an eyebrow¡ªthat sounded impossible.


    "That doesn''t make sense¡ªyou hated me from the start and were so hateful before we gained the bloodline." Lancelot pointed out, but Tiamat shook her head, the scales framing her face turning more a shade of pink than the usual crimson...


    "Before then... I desired you, Lancelot... That''s why I always acted so hateful... I didn''t want you to realise how I felt... Because Guinevere always spoke about you, I didn''t want my Lord to be angry." Tiamat admitted while Lancelot''s eyes widened¡ªTiamat liked him from the start?


    ''Then, what happened to change that?'' He wondered but decided not to ask as he stroked her crimson hair, kissing her forehead lovingly.


    "Tia... I love you," Lancelot confessed, and Tiamat''s golden eyes widened, her face turning crimson as she hid in his robes, muttering softly.


    "...Tyr told me that already..." She pouted, and Lancelot laughed¡ªhe should''ve known Tyr would tell Tiamat about his feelings.


    "I''m glad Tyr did¡ªotherwise, I wouldn''t have realised how you felt." Lancelot smiled, stroking her crimson hair lovingly while Tiamat buried her face deeper into his robes¡ªshe was embarrassed!


    "Lancelot... My Emperor... I love you too..." She muttered, and Lancelot kissed her forehead lovingly, the two walking towards Maria''s town, hand in hand, unaware they were being watched by several figures hidden within the shadows...


    "Will Guinevere be okay with this, though?"


    "She will¡ªGuinevere understands you better than anyone..." Tiamat responded, stroking his cheek lovingly while Lancelot raised an eyebrow, wondering if she was okay with it.


    ''Why do I get a bad feeling about this?'' He thought while Tiamat smiled, kissing his lips lovingly, her golden eyes staring at him with adoration¡ªit seemed Lancelot had gained another lover...


    The pair looked into each other''s eyes with a strange glint; it was not the same romantic gaze as before but one of humour, their eyes flicking towards distant bushes. They could hear the rustling of leaves and movements from the people following them; if it weren''t for the disgusting stench, neither would be sure who it was.


    ''They reek of rotting meat and mould...'' Lancelot frowned, his eyes looking at Tiamat as she nodded her head¡ªthey would play with these stalkers for a bit.


    ''Should we kill them?'' Lancelot mouthed the words, asking her, and Tiamat smirked¡ªshe didn''t mind killing a few rats.


    ''Of course.'' She replied as Lancelot chuckled, kissing her lips lovingly before they suddenly seemed to vanish¡ªLancelot drew his blade and headed to the right while Tiamat''s mouth began to billow with flames to the left.


    Their stalkers panicked as Lancelot appeared behind one, swinging his sword and decapitating the figure before disappearing, Tiamat erupting flames in a large arc¡ªincinerating three others as the final one tried to escape, only to meet Lancelot''s cold, ruthless gaze.


    "Who are you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow while the man trembled¡ªhe was a mere low-level necromancer who had just lost all of his lifelong creations... a sense of futility and rage filled his stomach while Lancelot raised an eyebrow¡ªwhy was a necromancer stalking them?


    "Answer quickly¡ªTia gets annoyed when she needs to wait." He warned, and the man nodded his head, his face pale as a ghost while Tiamat breathed a small stream of flames beside Lancelot, singing his robes slightly.


    "W..we are agents from the Necromancy sect¡ªw..we were sent here to investigate the death of a zombie dragon...!" The necromancer admitted, his teeth chattering while Lancelot rolled his eyes¡ªso they were here because of us.


    "Is there anyone else nearby?" Tiamat asked, her golden eyes narrowing as she stepped forward, her nails growing longer while Lancelot stood beside her protectively¡ªif this necromancer lied, they would kill him without hesitation.


    "T..there is...! A High Necromancer came with us... please have mercy!" The necromancer begged, realising these two were far stronger than he imagined¡ªthey decimated his zombies within seconds and showed no remorse...


    Shling!


    A flash of black steel sliced off his head as Lancelot grasped Tiamat''s hand and began to run, his back growing a pair of black and white wings, sending them soaring into the air.


    ''Shit... the bastard was calling for reinforcements.''

 Chapter 169: Chapter 10: Overlord

    ''There is no time... If we run at full speed, it would only draw them all to the base!''Lancelot looked at Tiamat and closed his eyes while stroking her hand almost subconsciously, looking at the group ahead, who seemed to be waiting. He made a choice and knew that she would be angry.


    "Lancelot?" Tia looked confused, her throat still swallowing as if something was stuck in the middle as the enemy reinforcements were now within range, both able to sense their number and strength.


    ''Let''s not waste time...''


    She wouldn''t listen to him as he leaned forward and gently kissed her lips, watching the female dragon''s eyes widen before he stroked her cheek, "forgive me. I just don''t want you to get hurt."


    "Tiamat... I order you to return to the base and prepare everyone for battle¡ªyou are forbidden to return and are to man the walls and await my return."


    "Wha..." Before she could speak, the order settled in her body because it was related to battle and danger she couldn''t disobey. Lancelot never used these orders normally, and this was an emergency...


    ''Because Tiamat is stubborn and doesn''t show her feelings easily... I know she would never abandon me, but her getting hurt isn''t something I see, and I could remain calm.''


    Instantly, her body transformed into her dragon form, the beautiful red scales and huge wings sending her flying into the air without a second thought as she shot towards Maria''s base and would probably do as he ordered.


    ''Many would complain or hate this action, but to save her from injury or death. So be it.''


    Lancelot said he was going to retreat, but he was lying to her; in reality, he planned to kill the high necromancer alone because, for the longest time since he fought Arthur, there was a heavy, unbearable weight in his heart.


    ''I should be stronger.''


    ''I must become stronger.''


    ''Yet I am held back!''


    He felt his growth had stagnated since he became a Lord and chose to accept the normal path from the moment he sat on that throne and thought of sharing power with all his troops equally...


    That moment was where he made a grave mistake.


    ''Only being able to grow stronger when I distribute my power on the throne?'' Feeling anger at his naive and safe thoughts.


    He only made that choice and path because the other ways were something he didn''t have the confidence to take.


    ''What joke is that... this isn''t my last life where I pathetically scrounged the land for scraps to improve!''


    If all lords were the same and, like Lancelot, shared their power equally with their troops, why was Arthur so strong after a year? Why did Merlin only have one troop and rely on his power?


    There were countless paths, ways and types of lord.


    Why had he never tried to change before?


    A lack of confidence, conviction and determination¡ªthe world was so easy, and things seemed to line up for him that Lancelot didn''t believe he would struggle this time...


    However, he was wrong.


    Without Sebastian, he would have died the other day; without Morgana and his strong commanders, he would have died to Rena!


    He was scared because once you change your path, that''s it.


    Lancelot could never change it again, and thus, he was always doubting himself until this moment... the devouring one and the enemies that were now revealing themselves.


    If Lancelot was to become the knight who protects his land and saves the ones he loves and cares for.


    He must become something better, stronger, superior.


    ''I do what I must. For my Empress and our future children.''


    Slowly, he advanced nothing but his black armour with silver chainmail fixtures to protect him, standing in the path of the knights who began to march forward.


    He closed his eyes and made the choice he was too afraid to make in the past that would change his future greatly¡ªunsure whether for better or worse.


    Lancelot lifted his left hand with the silver gauntlet, appearing as a gleaming gemstone filled with ether, storing and absorbing all the essence since a few weeks before coming to the fairy realm until today.


    Shatter!


    His right hand shattered the gemstone, releasing all the ether into the atmosphere as it swelled around him.


    This was something that Lords who lost their units and territory would have to do¡ªfrom now on, he would take half of the ether killed by any of his units while the rest would be shared with them on the spot.


    While anything he killed was all his, completely empowering his body, as the zombie dragons ether and the dozens of people he had killed over the past month all began to flood his body as Lancelot made his choice.


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    It would make him a Lord Subtype...


    The Tyrant or Overlord.


    ''This is how I should have been; my heart won''t waver. I will love and cherish them the same. But a weak king is a worthless king!''


    Taking out his sword, the black dragon-slaying sword now held tightly in his left hand, the feeling of his body improving, changing, reforming, reforging repeatedly, a sudden voice whispered from the darkness in his mind.


    A feminine voice.


    ¡ªUse Me


    ¡ªSummon me into thy hands, my true king!


    ''Ugh.... damn my body.... and mind...! This is... so much ether....!''


    He closed his teeth as his body was improved, reformed and repaired rapidly over and over as the enemy approached, waiting for them as his dragon and demon bloodlines began to evolve and deepen, flooding his body with their powerful aura.


    The thick ether boosted their power and dominance as they devoured his humanity.


    This isn''t to say he became unfeeling, but his human traits were added to them, making his dual races even more powerful.


    A dragon with restraint, patience and the ability to trust


    A demon with the power to calm their rage and control their desire to destroy and devour.


    This action was the first he had taken without Morgana''s input, meaning it was completely Lancelot''s choice and path... and allowed him to summon his demonic sword.


    ¡ªTo all swords, there is a counterpart in this world. Excalibur has its match, and that sword is the exact opposite, offering pure power to the wielder without the special knights. It focuses on making the bearer the most powerful and dominant king.


    "What is this idiot doing holding the air?" A necromancer acolyte laughed as they reached within 900 metres of Lancelot and saw him standing still, his body convulsing.


    "Who knows, maybe our allies already got to him. Look, his chest has our lord''s crest."


    Lancelot''s power... as if he was wearing some kind of limiter before, exploded as his demonic and dragon features, which always seemed foreign to him like he resisted them himself, started to fuse with his human body.


    Silver hair in an undercut style, a fringe that flicked over his right cheek with two twisted, black horns growing from his temples, reaching towards the sky behind him covered in dragon runes and demonic sigils glowing with an eerie red and black light.


    Both eyes became golden, with dark sclera¡ªhowever, those golden pupils were divine... his replaced eye now replaced both eyes as if asserting, "This is my domain" to the other bloodlines as he could see everything within 500 metres in perfect detail.


    Two pairs of wings, with one unfurled, the black dragon wings flickering with crimson scales and the bloody armour he used to gain from his dominus while the pure white wings, like those of an angel, were furled and kept tight.


    It seemed the holy bloodline from those divine eyes also grew and now controlled his vision and second pair of wings.


    A trinity of bloodlines.


    "It''s time to let the whole of Avalon know... that its future king has been born."


    Lancelot pushed out his right hand as if grasping something.


    "You claim I am your true king, then come to me and state your name while swearing your everlasting allegiance.


    As if responding to his words... the world began to shudder around him as darkness enveloped his body, the sheer thickness of this horrific raven shroud causing even the necromancers to step back, feeling their pact master''s terror.


    "W-What is that darkness!?"


    "Ugh.... my skeletons are kneeling!?" A higher-ranked necromancer shouted in horror.


    Watching in the distance, the high necromancer lifted his dark hood, a skeletal jaw attached to a humanoid face, and smiled... "Interesting... So the limitless fiend''s bitch daughter has chosen her wielder..."


    The voice was a mixture of both the necromancer... and a dark... ancient creature... likely to be the devouring one''s servant himself.


    ¡ªI am Caladbolg, the Abyssal Leviathan Daughter of the limitless fiend! The one who slayed her father!


    Her words caused the air and dimension to shatter as a blade began to manifest inside Lancelot''s hand, while the raven shroud began to tear apart bloody red slashes flickering from the sharp blade, tearing them apart as if nothing more than rags.


    ''Caladbolg isn''t a very feminine name...''


    ¡ªThen call me Kara!


    This was the moment the leviathan sword, born from the most devious of births in the abyss and the Overlord of Camelot met and became one.


    ***


    ? Arthur POV


    In a distant realm where Arthur sat meditating under a fountain, a sudden tremble filled Excalibur... a male''s voice sounding in Arthur''s head.


    ¡ªBeware my king... My sworn enemy has found her owner... A terrifying Tyrant will be born.


    "I see..." Arthur''s scarred eye, now half blinded, looked to the sky of his city, feeling a sense of danger in his heart... all the while wondering who his new enemy was...


    Would they be stronger than the man who ruined his face and left arm?

 Chapter 170: Chapter 11: Caladbolg, The Abyssal Leviathan: Graveyard of Swords

    Forged in the infernal depths of Avalon, where races battle ceaselessly for the coveted throne, emerges Caladbolg.The sword bathed in the stygian fires of demonic forges¡ªthis colossal greatsword, measuring an extraordinary 160(62.99") centimetres in length and 8(3.15") centimetres in width, was named the Abyssal Leviathan.


    Crafted from an otherworldly, obsidian-hued steel, the blade absorbs the very essence of light, rendering it a supernatural darkness.


    Caladbolg''s hilt, enveloped in shadowy leather, caters to the massive grip of the demon that wields it, ensuring absolute control over the weapon''s tremendous weight. Glowing runes adorn the crossguard, pulsating with eldritch energy, a manifestation of the demonic power that courses through the Abyssal Leviathan.


    A double-edged blade mirrored the duality of the realm it called home, where shadows dance with destiny.


    The sheer dimensions of the Abyssal Leviathan were not just for show¡ªbut a testament to the supernatural might that commands it¡ªa strength that, in the hands of a demon, reshapes the very fabric of Avalon''s tumultuous battles.


    Many knew it as the Obsidian Abyss blade, mistaking it for a mere magic weapon. A sword of twisted destiny, the blade awaited the touch of a conqueror who seeks to etch their name in the annals of Avalon''s tumultuous history.


    Lancelot''s hand gripped the long handle, feeling the smooth leather and tight sensation as he sliced through the air.


    He could feel a sense of darkness... the moment his hand grasped the blade, his demon blood began to surge, almost driven into a mindless slaughter before the dragon emperor''s pride destroyed the strange attraction.


    ¡ªOh? My Master... You are such a wonderful male! A dragon and demon coexisting with the willpower of a human hero!


    LET ME CORRUPT YOU! LET US DESTROY EXCALIBUR!


    The sinister echoes within Caladbolg tell of a rivalry that transcends realms¡ªa cosmic struggle echoing through the ages.


    As Excalibur gleams with the purity of destiny, Caladbolg resonates with the shadows of ambition.


    To claim one is to challenge the other¡ªa choice that not only seals the fate of Avalon but binds the wielder to the eternal dance of light and shadow.


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the city of Camelot, standing on the tallest spire of the Black Citadel, Morgana was staring into the far north. Her eyes were like stars shimmering with magical power. Beside her was her supposed sword enemy, the Seraphim, doing the same.


    "My King... You finally chose your path," Morgana spoke with an ethereal voice, her face filled with a brilliant smile like she had attained the world.


    "Our King, Morgana! I will head to his side and support him in your stead." Nuriel''s face watched the darkness growing in the north with a feeling of conflict in her heart, as the gentle and peaceful times in Camelot caused Nuriel to feel at home.


    Now, she felt the ancient evil awakened something that even devils and demons would fear. Yet her king took the sword without a second thought... "To fight for us and become strong enough to protect everything he cares for..."


    The solemn voice of Nuriel contained a rare tinge of emotion as Morgana''s brow lifted her beaming smile into a smirk as the seraphim''s wings began to flutter and flap rapidly as she took to the sky.


    "You... are going to fall, little angel. My husband''s charm has already infected your heart and will soon steal you away from that lord you vainly serve. I cannot wait to see the look on your face when Lancelot''s final bloodline awakens... the one he received from his mother."


    She turned around, rubbing her stomach with a slightly bitter face, steeping down the marble steps, her golden eyes looking at the beautiful citadel the man she bet everything on had created...


    "He left the path I created... I don''t know whether to feel lonely or relieved. My King''s path should be blocked or changed by no one... Including me."


    In the past, she once believed in moulding him into her ideal man, making him step the path she had arranged and planned for thousands of years...


    But then she truly fell for him and realised that Lancelot''s magic came from his spirit and heart, not mechanical skills or ability. She felt regret for dulling his blade, and that was why she took distance when he went to the mountains.


    "Even if it means you find other women or don''t have as much time for me. To see you shining like I dreamt, I have no complaints..." Her hand stroking her stomach moved slightly as she entered the throne room and sat in Lancelot''s seat.


    "Right... Mordred. Oh? You kicked your mother... such a naughty girl... Just like your father, you have to make sure to kick all those fakes away.


    You are the only Mordred we need, not those smelly old men."


    Sitting on the throne of darkness, Morgana watched outside to the north, her heart and mind as if travelling to his side, for she had always been watching and supporting him.


    "Oh my... It looks like there will be a storm..."


    Dark clouds began to cover Avalon''s north skies like a storm on the horizon. Many lords and demons were looking to the north.


    The seventh great War of Avalon was about to begin, and Lancelot was the trigger.


    ***


    "Kara. I am your master. You will not corrupt me. I am the one to bend you to my will."


    Caladbolg was a sword created in the depths of the abyss, only to counter the human''s weapon to destroy demons.


    Because of that, it was a corrupted and cursed sword that would cause the wielder to degrade and become demented into a killing machine.


    "Hand over that sword!" The voice of a necromancer trembling and filled with anxiety sounded¡ªmore than thirty of them now stood around Lancelot''s body.


    ''These fools...''


    Lancelot stood without any sign of fear or the sense of panic he might have had earlier. Was it just the sword boosting his confidence or the fact he and the Lancelot of a few moments ago were a world apart?


    ¡ªAh~ A tyrant and an overlord? You have forsaken your people''s growth to empower your own! Good, as fitting for my user!


    "Master." Lancelot gripped the black leather grip with a tight hand, the squeak of leather pleasant to his ears as her voice became shrill. "Don''t mistake your words, woman. You are but a sword, so stop shouting and moaning like a bitch in heat."


    "My people can fight and grow without me; how did they become forsaken? They will grow further."


    ¡ªReally? Do you think I am so easily tamed like those women who climb onto your bed?


    I AM CALADBOLG!


    ''Quiet... Let''s fight.''


    He turned to the necromancers, their bodies casting disgusting spells with a green and rotting magic aura. It was vomit-inducing as Lancelot lowered Kara, pointing the huge sword at the central column of necromancers.


    "You face Lancelot, Demon King of Britannia... Perish."


    With a flash of Lancelot''s body moving forward at terrifying speed, the necromancers barely had time to react as Lancelot cut through five necromancers with ease, their heads flying through the air as the rest stepped back in shock.


    None of them knew how they died; a black light enveloped them as their heads all looked clueless before smashing onto the ground.


    "H-he killed five at once! How fast is he?"


    "That sword... Why does it seem to absorb our spells?"


    Their cries echoed out as Lancelot laughed coldly, swinging Kara again, cutting three more necromancers, their bodies being split into two parts as Lancelot jumped back, observing the remaining necromancers.


    "How disappointing... Fifteen weaklings can''t even take down one person? What a joke." Lancelot swung Kara, blood splattering off the sword as he stared at the terrified faces of the remaining thirteen necromancers.


    "P-please let us leave... We just want the one who killed our zombie dragon!"


    "Zombie dragon? Ah, you mean that rotting lizard with wings... It was me." His eyes scanned around and saw they were buying time for the High necromancer, who was now rushing this way on a more fully formed zombie dragon.


    "Caladbolg, shall we slay a dragon?"


    ¡ªHmph.... why not Kara?


    ''Just shut up and obey my will.'' Lancelot held Kara forward, pointing at the incoming zombie dragon that released a roar filled with hatred and anger, its maw opening and releasing a corrosive breath of death.


    "It seems the dragon wants to fight... Then let''s give it one."


    Without hesitation, Lancelot rushed at the necromancers, who tried to cast defensive magic, which was absorbed by Caladbolg''s runic inscriptions, as Lancelot''s body twisted, leaping from tree to stone and along the necromancer''s faces, crushing their bones with each step. His dance was unrelenting, unrestrained and limitless.


    His legs launched his body into the air, Kara glowing with a black hue as Lancelot slashed the zombie dragon''s head, splitting it in half, causing the necromancer on top to scream as Lancelot landed on the ground with a grin.


    "Damn... it''s a tough dragon, huh!" Flicking Caladbolg to remove the corrosive blood, he watched the high necromancer healing the dragon''s split head in seconds.


    "Human... No... whatever you are! Drop that sword and die!" The high necromancer seemed not to understand the idea of bargaining as he tried to make Lancelot give up.


    "Let me try something just for you guys... since you inspired the technique by climbing out of the ground like the undead..."


    ?Du Lac Sword Arts?


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a fifty-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprouted from the ground like wildflowers, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    With a swift step, his ether began to flow through his entire body until he became a blur, slashing through a formidable group of necromancers with each summoned sword¡ªa conductor orchestrating a deadly symphony against the forces of darkness.


    The field transformed into a chaotic dance of steel and shadows, a battleground where the living clashed with the undead as his body flashed from sword to sword at the speed of sound.


    His eyes closed each attack his body, swirling, spinning, dancing like he did in the past, cutting his enemies down and devouring their ether.


    The swords, having served their purpose, shattered into a spectacular explosion of non-elemental magic as the High necromancer watched from above... his eyes glowing dark seeing more than fifty necromancers turned into flesh paste.


    "I hope you enjoyed my dance, necromancer." With a bow, Lancelot lowered his body and held Caladbolg with both hands, a bright smile on his face. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 171: Chapter 12: Battle With The High Necromancer!

    "W-what monster is he!?" The High necromancer watched Lancelot with a face of despair. He had never seen someone move and kill so many necromancers simultaneously, let alone survive his breath and heal a zombie dragon''s head."Such a monster... irrelevant, he is living flesh! If we return with that sword, we will receive unimaginable rewards."


    Raising Kara, Lancelot pointed to the Zombie dragon, smiling at the High necromancer with a strange feeling of freedom and the same sensation he felt the moment he was reborn, standing against those arachnid monsters and fighting with his own body, dodging for dear life and using only his swordsmanship and prowess to crush the enemy.


    ''I had forgotten myself, too hooked on bloodlines, special abilities... Lancelot du Lac was always about the sword and aiming to be the most powerful swordsman in the universe.''


    ¡ªHeeeh~ what an arrogant wielder I have, fufu~


    ''Doesn''t the most powerful swordsman need the strongest sword? Now I have you, there is nothing in our way, right?''


    ¡ªAh... that!? Hmph! Flattering a devil will get you nothing! Hmph....!


    Lancelot chuckled as the zombie dragon''s huge body began to ascend into the sky, but he no longer cared¡ªhis back expanded into two sets of wings, a black and white pair of angelic wings like a fallen angel had fused with a true angel.


    His wings wrapped in ether as he merely stomped on the ground before his body shot into the air like a missile; the ground cracked around him as the dirt was sucked into the air from the shockwave of his speed.


    ''It seems my body is strange... three pairs of wings, but the two I''m using are enough for now.''


    ¡ªYahoo!


    "This damn mutant bastard!"


    Caladbolg shone brightly as Lancelot flew towards the Zombie dragon.


    The high necromancer panicked and controlled the zombie dragon to release a breath, but Lancelot spun his body, rapidly barrel rolling while pointing Kara towards the flames, absorbing the breath, laughing as his body continued to fly forwards, holding the Abyssal Leviathan with both hands.


    Seeing Lancelot flying directly at him, the High necromancer ordered the zombie dragon to bite at Lancelot, its jaw snapping and releasing a terrible screech of anger, but Lancelot ignored it, twisting his waist and hips before throwing Kara like a javelin.


    The Abyssal Leviathan pierced through the zombie dragon''s maw with a sonic boom as Lancelot grabbed the dragon''s head with his bare hands, pushing Kara deeper as the necromancer screamed in pain.


    Grabbing Kara''s handle, Lancelot ripped the Abyssal Leviathan upwards, splitting the zombie dragon''s head in half¡ªthe high necromancer shouting in rage as evil energy gathered in his hands; instead of healing, he was going to make Lancelot die!


    Lancelot smiled as he fell backwards, dragging the sword along the dragon''s maw, tearing the entire jaw as they flew downward. "Die!" The enraged High necromancer began to rapidly fire bolts of eldrich magic aimed at Lancelot, each bolt firing at the speed of sound, with great power, both kinetic and necrotic.


    Yet Lancelot flipped, dodging each bolt while still falling until the High necromancer stopped attacking due to the sudden realisation that Lancelot was flying under the zombie dragon and had Kara pointed at its throat.


    "Haa....."


    Twisting his hips and upper body in the opposite direction until he started to feel the pull on his muscles, Lancelot began to spin rapidly as the blade, like a rotating top, shot upwards, forcing the necromancer to leap into the skies to avoid being sliced apart but the dragon zombies head and heart were torn apart as they fell into a lawnmower.


    Bang!


    The ground cracked, and as the zombie dragon dropped to the ground, Lancelot too felt a sense of exertion due to using too much stamina and ether and fell together with it. Landing on the zombie dragon''s corpse, Lancelot''s eyes watched the High necromancer land on the ground, clutching his chest as he coughed up blood.


    "You... two dragon zombies.... our master.... he will torture all you love... devour those you care for... your women...


    territory... troops... everything!" The High necromancer''s body flickered with terrifying magic; Lancelot didn''t underestimate him; it was just until now the monster had been underestimating Lancelot!


    A necromancer''s true form was a terrifying undead creature with unlimited regeneration unless hit with holy magic, sunlight, or lightning, destroying their core, but Lancelot had none of these options.


    "So annoying... Caladbolg. I know you hate Excalibur and holy shit, but can you deal with this guy?" S§×arch* The Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ¡ªI cannot destroy him...


    ''Tsk, so annoying...''


    ¡ªWe can devour his power, though, and use it to make us stronger... Hmph... doubting this wonderful Caladbolg!


    "It''s going to be tough, though, right..." Lancelot whispered as he began to stretch his tired muscles; this huge sword was very hard to use as she was so wilful and constantly tried to make him enraged and go on a rampage.


    ''Such a lewd sword... who is the woman in those images... she looks pretty though.'' Lancelot would see images of himself having intense and passionate sex with a strange demoness or devil with red skin and black hair; it seemed whoever Kara was showing him was into really rough sex...


    ¡ªPretty... the first time those words have been used...


    ¡ªMy wielder is right! Oh-hohoho~ my beauty is beyond anything I ever imagined!


    ''Stop talking... focus.'' Lancelot shook his head as he looked at the High necromancer, slowly changing into a disgusting humanoid beast covered in tentacles and rotten flesh.


    "Finally revealed your true form..." Lancelot gripped Kara, walking forward with a smile; his feet dragged on the ground, kicking up dust as the necromancer roared with laughter and anger.


    "Foolish human! Die!"


    "Idiot! Brutal and good old swordsmanship battles are my damn forte!" Lancelot cursed, his sword clanging against the brutal claws and magical tentacles of the necromancer as he twirled using Kara as if she were as light as a dagger.


    The necromancer tried to wrap Lancelot in its tentacle arms, but Lancelot used Kara like a shield, blocking and defending them; once they wrapped around her, he sliced them apart using a strike with precision, cutting off the tentacles, but they grew back faster than he could blink, so he focused on defence, waiting for the right moment to strike.


    ¡ªWhat are you doing? Kill him! Smash him! Crush! Slice! Slaughter!!


    Hohoho~ such a talented wielder... ah... what is this? Why is it so fun?


    ''Shut up... I told you to focus!''


    ¡ªKill! Destroy! Maim! Slash! Chop! Eat!


    Devour! Such delicious ether!


    ''Focus! Stop getting distracted!'' Lancelot couldn''t understand why Kara was becoming crazier and lustier by the second, and the more she became like a wild horse, the more stamina and ether she drained from him.


    As their battle began to intensify, he was also becoming a little unhinged, using his foot to stomp on the necromancer''s face while leaping over him, pulling his sword back before he thrust Kara close to fifty times in the space of five seconds, making the back and tentacles of the huge monster into minced meat.


    ¡ªHaaa~ the way you are so rough... treating me fiercely.... more...slash them! Hold me tighter!


    "Shut up... Kara!" Lancelot felt his vision turning red; the more he fought, the more he wanted to bathe in blood and massacre everyone he met, yet the necromancer regenerated fast, and he could barely damage it, but as they fought, the necromancer was beginning to slow down while Lancelot was getting faster.


    ¡ª!!!


    Suddenly, Lancelot sensed danger and used Kara to block a tentacle stabbing at his back, his instincts guiding him as the necromancer roared in rage, trying to grab Lancelot''s body, but Lancelot was starting to laugh hysterically as well, enjoying the fight.


    ¡ªHAHAHAHAHAH! YES! MY WIELDER!


    "Fool, you lost yourself to the sword! Now die!" Huge amounts of necrotic magic swirled around the monster''s clawed palms as, once again; he prepared a barrage of his Eldrich bolts.


    However, Lancelot smiled, his eyes glowing purple as he moved Kara in front of him, and each bolt fired at the speed of sound was absorbed by Caladbolg''s runes, her blade gleaming with a black light as she drank the necromancer''s ether hungrily, devouring the magic power he threw at Lancelot like a starving wolf.


    ''Fool... it''s called faking it.''


    ¡ªEh!? You didn''t feel as good as me!?


    Despite her protest, Lancelot held the trembling blade, filled with a huge wave of necrotic magic, his arms full of small wounds, and blood seeping from his nose from overusing Kara in the first battle, but he stepped forward, the black light causing the air to vibrate as he slashed downwards, a huge beam emitting from the sword as it cut over fifty metres ahead of him.


    BOOOOOOOOOM!


    The necromancer tried to dodge, but Lancelot predicted his movements and shifted Kara, cutting the monster in two diagonally as it roared in agony; its body unable to heal the massive gash on its chest as Lancelot walked forward, holding Caladbolg with one hand, preparing to end the Necromancer''s life.


    "Ugh..." His heart skipped a beat, and he almost fell to his knees.... the sheer excitement of holding this blade was not all an act. Suddenly, his entire body became like jelly... dropping forward, he felt empty.


    ¡ªOi! Don''t get limp on me now! Cut him... cut him, and we will be fine! You gain essence from each kill! Hurry!


    "Hahahaha! My master is protecting me! Hahahahahaha!" The Necromancer, in a putrid state, placed his last tentacle around Lancelot''s throat, lifting him in the air and crushing his powerless throat.


    Crack!


    Lancelot''s neck began to creak, the bones in his body almost breaking under the weight of this new sword''s power, the amount of pressure almost amplified by ten times when she became excited... He felt the world turning dark... struggling to breathe as a gentle voice sounded from the sky... and the world illuminated brilliance.


    "In thy kingdom, I shall protect thy eternal glory!"


    Hundreds of holy swords formed in the skies as a beautiful angel, her six wings fluttering with great power as Nuriel''s spell activated¡ªHoly Rain of Glory.


    Each sword shined with brilliant holy ether as Nuriel watched Lancelot with a gentle smile, her eyes shimmering with emotions as she touched her lips, watching Lancelot struggle and cough.


    BOOOOOOOOOOOM!


    Each sword struck the High necromancer''s body, destroying his body, tearing apart his regenerating body as if torture, and it wasn''t until all six hundred and sixty-six blades struck him that it destroyed the core as he screamed in agony; finally, his body exploded as Lancelot fell to the floor, coughing heavily as he rubbed his neck.


    ''Fuck... such a dangerous sword... I might break my neck one day!''


    ¡ªHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT FUN! KILL! SLASH! CRUSH! CHOP!


    EAT! DEVOUR! Beat that angel and her arrogant big tits!


    "Are you alright, my king?"


    Caladbolg was kicked aside by the strange Nuriel, who scooped Lancelot into her arms, a warmth like a mother, something different from even Morgana... like the warmth on a cold winter''s day...


    "Thank you... Nuriel, such bad timing. Missing my cool self..." Lancelot spoke hoarsely as Nuriel giggled, covering her mouth with her hand and stroking his back gently.


    "You are always the most amazing to me, My king." With that, she kissed his lips with a gentle peck, softer than Morgana''s, as she stared into his eyes before their mouths opened slightly, teasing each other with the tips of their tongues.


    ¡ªAh!? Don''t kiss that dirty bird... you are my master!! Stop... I am lying in the dirty remains of a necromancer! OI!!!


    Come clean me!!


    The poor shouts of Caladbolg were dampened by the beating heart and soft lips of Nuriel, who shocked Lancelot as she took the advantage to approach him despite always seeming so cold...


    As they pulled apart, the glistening silver bridge between them glowed with holy light, "My King... don''t make me worry again... I thought you were dead." Her tears dripped onto Lancelot''s cheeks as he stroked her snow-white hair and sighed.


    "Sorry... but thank you... I will need to repay you later, okay." Nuriel blushed, nodding as she helped Lancelot stand, and Lancelot picked Kara from the ground, ignoring her protests as Nuriel watched curiously.


    "This sword..."


    Lancelot gulped, worried she would notice...


    "It stinks."


    "!?"


    ¡ªDamn slutty angel, say that again!!!!

 Chapter 172: Chapter 13: You Seem More Dashing??

    Nuriel kicked Caladbolg across the dirt as her angelic face and atmosphere collapsed, and she spat on the sword with a strange face like a stern sneer while Lancelot was checking the bodies of the fallen necromancers to find anything useful.¡ªYou damn angel! Fight me fair and square! I''ll cut your bird wings up!


    "Heh... Shall I bury in some disgusting bog? How dare you let our master touch you with that nasty aura!" Nuriel had never shown this side of her before because she wanted him always to see her best face.


    ¡ªDamn it! He felt so good holding me¡ªwhy would he want some ancient frigid virgin angel that probably doesn''t even know what a fun time is?


    "!!!"


    Clang!


    Once again, the smooth, fair foot of Nuriel kicked the sword, pulsating with black and red miasma, into the filthy bog, her blade slowly sinking as she smiled, hearing the sword''s teary words of apologies, begging Nuriel to save her.


    ¡ªSave me! It stinks.... please...!


    "Hooo... such a cute little sword, stinky and crying... Call me Big Sister, and I might help you."


    In reality, thanks to the teasing Morgana, it was revealed the two didn''t clash purely because of their angel and demon races but because both were an older sister type and Nuriel had always been the eldest in the past.


    Apart from the archangels with Lucifer always bullying her in the past... sometimes even plucking her wings to pass the time out of boredom.


    ¡ªBig Sister save me~~~


    Nuriel smiled as she had just eaten the most delicious honey and cream tart, lifting the sword while using her powerful holy magic to dispel the disgusting stench of the bog and clean the blade, almost causing Kara more pain due to the divine magic being the only element she couldn''t fully absorb.


    ¡ªHeh, stupid angel! Just wait until I chop your wings and feed them to the wolves!


    "Did you say anything?"


    ¡ªNothing at all, Big Sister!


    Nuriel asked while holding the sword over her shoulder, feeling the intense weight that was something a normal existence could carry... "How powerful has my king become since I last saw him?"


    ***


    Lancelot was currently a distance away, his entire body bare as he was finished taking the items and money that remained from the battle, his body now bathing in hot water from his magic.


    For the first time in his life, he could cast true magic.


    With the snap of his right finger and thumb, a huge pool of chilled water was created above his head, the size of a large water bath. Then Lancelot''s left finger snapped, creating a small purple flame inside the ice that caused the water to flow down, being heated like a waterfall.


    The water was neither hot nor cold but the perfect temperature as he controlled both spells with his thoughts, cleaning the blood, putrid stench and vile black ooze that replaced the blood of the higher-level undead and necromancers.


    ''So disgusting...''


    "I could never believe the day when I could cast magic without using a sword would come thought... Is it thanks to my bloodlines? No, that wouldn''t explain being able to use holy magic."


    Lancelot could no longer summon the powerful Dominus, but instead, it had become part of him like his eyelids.


    If someone attacked his body or arms, the black demon armour and his dark red dragon scales would instantly protect him, while his horns and long pointed ears were also permanent now, even outside of Avalon.


    ''it might cause trouble...''


    He didn''t understand the world''s complexities as in the past¡ªhe was merely a swordsman, nothing more and nothing less.


    In this new life, he was discovering the things he thought were black and white at the moment of his death were now unclear, as there seemed to be more than just Arthur and his backing plotting the end of the empire and his world.


    ''Somehow... I feel that for every one thing I learn, ten more secrets appear. Like with my mother and her strange power that, when described, reminds me of Nuriel...''


    "I should probably visit that alluring and beautiful elf woman and ask; Sebastian seemed reluctant to open my wounds, and his wife might not be happy to speak about it."


    Lancelot''s magic began to fade as his body became the pristine shape and colour as before; however, now his skin seemed to have a slight ashen grey, with a light red hue, making him further away from his human style of the past.


    Closing his eyes, he took a moment to take in the breeze before getting dressed. The clothes were brand new.


    Black tunic with silver fixtures and a chainmail vest that protected his vitals but had short sleeves, then his pants were a linen black colour with fine silk patterns with padded wyvern leather boots and, to top it off, a long, flowing royal red cloak with a soft hood.


    This was an outfit he found inside a small item ring when he got his suit for his date with Evaine.


    "It''s not like wearing heavy or special armour will help anymore..."


    "A nice flexible outfit that makes me look good and this sweet royal red cape that can hide the blade of Caladbolg should be perfect."


    He turned around and began to head towards the two bickering women¡ªhe could hear them perfectly and was quite amused at the foul language that a seraphim like Nuriel would use when he was away.


    ''To be honest, it''s like that strange term in the academy... gap moe1? Seeing her different sides is amusing, and she''s so cute.''


    While heading towards them, he took a look at his attribute page, something that he neglected for so long due to his stagnation and feeling that he wasn''t important anymore, but he came to learn that if the king isn''t supreme, then the battle is already half lost.


    "Those demons from the east... the humans and devouring one in the north... Something tells me that in the south where Sumika''s city was. I will face another threat, maybe Arthur himself... and who knows if the West will break into war..."


    "Rena, I should contact her soon."


    ? Status ?


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (20)


    Race: Dragon/Devil/?????


    Title: King of Camelot - All Troops of Camelot +Morale +Damage +++Defence


    Lord Type: Overlord (Mythical)


    Level: 65


    Experience: 1000/6500000


    ? Attributes ?


    Strength: 125


    Agility: 75


    Stamina: 110


    Endurance: 150


    Intelligence: 70 S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Wisdom: 80


    Charisma: 200


    Average Attributes: Demon Lord: 40-75, Demon King: 80-140, Demon Emperor: 170-300


    ? Skills ?


    Du Lac Swordsmanship (Rank 9) - A mixture of Lancelot''s lifetime of training and skill with the sword. Includes: Irregular Defence (Max), Whirlwind Slash (Max), Dual Swordsmanship (Max)


    ? Du Lac Sword Arts ?


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a fifty-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprout from the ground like wildflowers, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    The swords, after serving their purpose, shatter into a spectacular explosion of non-elemental magic.


    ¨N Blade Waltz


    A superior version of the former skill Blade Dance, dancing with ethereal blades on an endless battlefield.


    It lasts until the user is exhausted or his ether is empty.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz


    Using the superior speed and wings of the user allows the movement of over thirty metres, instantly slashing any enemies in the user''s path.


    ¨N Elemental Slash


    Empower the next attack with any weapon with an element of your choice; damage, cost, and effect depend on the user''s rank.


    ? Magic ?


    Dragon Magic (Rank 2) - Able to cast all elements of magic apart from holy and dark without chanting, and the power of imagination improves their damage and efficiency.


    Demon Magic (Rank 3) - Able to cast all elements of magic apart from holy. The power and effects depend on the user''s imagination and skill rank.


    Divine Magic (Rank 1) - Able to cast any holy or divine magic of Rank 1 only usable by those blessed by the divine, devout believers or angels.


    ? Status End ?


    ***


    In the distance, he could see the prim and proper angel now hitting a hard stone with the blade, sparks fluttering around as Caladbolg destroyed the rocks...


    There were many broken boulders in the background, as it seemed that the two were bickering more than Lancelot thought.


    "Nuriel... I think she will behave now¡ªlet''s head back, okay?" His voice was cheery, and with the lack of his feelings to bring him down, the deep and mellow tone echoed through the forest like a calming advertisement that hooked your attention and didn''t let go.


    She didn''t seem to have the time to adjust as she turned around, her wings fluttering when he appeared in her vision. She was stunned for a moment before, unable to hold back.


    "My King... Why are you suddenly twice as dashing?"


    What none of the trio realised was that Lancelot''s Charm was over the level of a demon Emperor, which was rare¡ªeven the most powerful beings didn''t normally get a charm this high.


    It was only special existences like Lucifer, Nuriel or Morgana if the pair reached that level of improvement.


    ¡ªDamn, my wielder is a show-off... he goes for a piss in the woods and comes back like some hunk from the abyss... Quick old woman... let me enjoy his smooth hands gripping my guard!


    "Both of you stop messing around." Lancelot was happy at their words and compliments, but he couldn''t afford to get carried away right now... There was too much to finish.


    "We need to return to Maria''s town. The enemy was just a vanguard, and the loss of two zombie dragons and a high necromancer will mean they are much more defended, and our plan to attack first is a bust."

 Chapter 173: Chapter 14: Everyones Situations

    Meanwhile, at the Academy, Sumika and Guinevere sat around a table with Edward and Laura, enjoying their meal together.Since Lancelot went missing a few days ago, Sebastian and their maids now protected them almost non-stop due to the teacher, who was supposed to be someone from the magical defence classes. Merlin stepped in and punished them.


    As a result of his mind-tearing spell, the truth was revealed that someone had used a charming spell of great power on the teacher, and sadly, he was as innocent but now could only live as a drooling mess thanks to the mind-tearing spell.


    "Lady Guinevere, forgive me for being so rude, but may I just call you Guinevere, as you are my best brother''s wife?" Edward was a cool guy, knowing how to butter up people and get them to accept his simple requests.


    Guinevere knew he was just being polite due to Lancelot''s ability and their friendship, so she just giggled, enjoying that she was referred to as his wife.


    Like eating honey, she nodded. "Of course, you are one of my husband''s few friends that he trusts. Do not be so formal, Laura, too. I thought we were already friends, Lady Highness. These things can be tossed aside."


    "Plus, if you were going to stick with it, wouldn''t you call Lancelot His Majesty? He''s the future emperor, after all."


    Teased by Guinevere, who began to eat her meal, the other two felt more relieved, while Sumika was pouting and pointed at them with her small knife; for some reason, she didn''t eat with the knife from the canteen but used her black decorative knife that was more suited to killing than cutting up her beef...


    "Oi, don''t forget me! I am his bride, too."


    "Oh, forgive us, our esteemed Lady Sumika! We did not mean to offend!" Laura and Edward acted overly upset, causing her to lift her chin and look proud.


    "Hohoho~ do not worry¡ªthis queen is forgiving. If you part with your sweet roll, I shan''t take your heads!"


    "Ouch!"


    Because she was making fun of how Guinevere speaks during official duties, the real princess slapped her head and stole half of her sweet roll as the two began to glare at each other in a cold war.


    "This brutish princess, I will tell darling you slapped me and stole my precious thing!" Sumika chose strange wording to cause a stir, making Guinevere angry and pointing at her.


    "Don''t say things in strange ways! I will beat you up and not cook dinner tonight!"


    "I will just buy pizza... you burn rice; I don''t like burned rice.... make my ancestors cry!"


    It was during this short moment that Laura and Edward began to guffaw. Listening to two of the top ten beauties of the entire academy arguing about burnt rice and a sweet roll made them suddenly feel less intimidated.


    Lancelot always made others feel at ease¡ªif he was with a noble, he acted more noble than a high duke himself. If with a commoner, he would become so common that he drank the beer from the keg alongside a beggar!


    "Okay, ladies, let''s finish our meal before we deal with that scary instructor Evaine...." Edward didn''t know Evaine was Lancelot''s lover or the fact she might be pregnant with his child, but the two women knew at least one fact and hearing her name they snapped upright and began to eat quietly.


    Laura began to lean to the side as she looked at the empty spot where Maria would normally sit... "I just hope the Academy can fix that portal so the two can return soon... Merlin said they were likely together, and since you said they weren''t at Lancelot''s territory, they are probably with Maria..."


    "I wonder if anything has happened since they left... alone together in a strange situation..."


    Of the four people, the one with the most romantic and maiden heart seemed to be Laura as her cheeks turned red thinking of all sorts of scandalous images... before she started to squeak like Sumika and Guinevere did when thinking of Lancelot.


    On a table in the distance... five tired stewards sat together, two males and three females, eating a nice meal... but each time their young lady made such unbecoming and horrid sounds, the maids trembled as if they knew what those ladies were thinking.


    Sebastian is trying to be a mood-maker... "Well, it''s been nearly ten years since we met, right? Haha... it seems the youth of today sure are more open about their lifestyles... My lord.. has at least three women in his apartment each day since I met him...


    such a wild young man."


    The young Asian maid gave Sebastian narrowed eyes, "You know one of them is my clan''s princess... she is so strange and weird that we never thought she would make a male friend... now she asks me the best way to make his white milk come out! I am a virgin, for goddess sake!"


    "Do you know what it''s like, listening to them go at it all night, that cute young lady making sounds like a cat in the alley being gangbanged by all the male cats...!? It breaks my heart!"


    Guinevere''s maid was a beautiful woman with a beauty spot and curly brown hair who looked at Sumika''s maid like a comrade... holding her hand. "I understand... one night, Guinevere is reading about war tactics... and spear styles... The next, she''s asking me to buy her XXL condoms or whether she can get pregnant from swallowing a man''s seed!"


    "...." Sebastian felt his ears bleeding now, wishing he never knew these things. Lancelot was like a son to him now; hearing his own son''s sex life made his heartache...


    ''What if the bastard does make a move on my little angel!?'' He thought as anger and the desire to give the bastard the snip filled his heart!


    While Edwards Butler and Laura''s maid felt they had found their comrades, the butler Jeeves chatted with Sebastian and the maid, sharing the same things she found in her lady''s room.


    The maids also complained that one day they might have to leave their beloved lady''s side to find a marriage of their own, and only on the day their lady is wed can they return to service with them.


    It was a strange old tradition that maids with unmarried princesses and nobles must be virgins without contact with men. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Likely to avoid the corruption of the noble ladies.


    As they noticed their lord and ladies leaving the room, Sebastian broke his strange mood and asked again, "Should we meet for a drink once they are all settled, maybe at the elite academy''s private bar where we can respond rapidly to any issues?"


    Like this, Sebastian unknowingly made a surveillance and protection team with a great bond with a simple dinner and drink.


    These five people would go on to be friends for life, with Sebastian being the leader and guiding the younger four as they experienced their own lives and futures, even setting them up with their future spouses...


    He was just that charming and capable of a man.


    Although they would always come to fear drinking with him... When drunk, Sebastian would brag about his wives, Princess and Lancelot... almost obsessively.


    ****


    ? Morgana POV


    Inside the black citadel, Morgana was sitting on the huge throne as she gave orders to the troops one group at a time.


    Her eyes were sharp and filled with a delighted glow ever since the ether tower exploded the night before and bathed everyone in a large amount of ether, improving them greatly.


    Morgana took this to her advantage and began to expand Camelot to the northeast rapidly.


    "Your Highness, we managed to clear the enemy but have something strange to report!"


    "Go ahead, Aki, Eva." Lazily leaning to the side, she wondered why the entire unit of succubi looked so much more beautiful and alluring today... at first, she suspected them to have betrayed Lancelot and found men... but the answer reminded her of his choice last night.


    "When we killed the enemy troops and monsters... normally ether, and that strange essence would flow into us but never fuse with our bodies... until His Highness distributed it... but now it fuses with us the moment we killed them... it split between us all, and we grew stronger with each kill!"


    ''My dear, you are probably the only Lord who doesn''t see these girls as disposable... Even when becoming an overlord or tyrant, you let them grow... This is why I love you! Hehe ~ come home soon. We are waiting.''


    The reason Morgana was surprised was that most of the time, when a Tyrant or Overlord type Lord appears, they will not give the troops a noticeable portion of ether and essence to grow. Rather... sometimes, due to losing everything, they will take it all!


    It seemed that Lancelot had chosen half to go to the monsters and troops while the rest would be distributed to him.


    Because they had grown visibly since they left, Morgana knew the amount he was sharing was probably significant, whether his own gentle heart or this was the route he wanted to take an overlord with a superior army.


    ''Mmmm... they should call him a Dreadnaught type lord hehe~ I cannot wait to see him crush some fools!''


    "You may go, continue to work hard."


    "This is a boon given by your Lord and Master. He wanted you all to become stronger, so half of everything will now go to you the moment you earn it. Lancelot is pleased with your hard work and takes this as his love."


    Like Sebastian Morgana didn''t realise the weight of her words... especially to the first group of succubi that Lancelot summoned.


    It didn''t take long before the essence and ether became known as the Lord''s Love or Lancelot''s divine affection to the army ladies... bolstering their morale, affection and loyalty to unbreakable levels.

 Chapter 174: Chapter 15: Mesmerised

    Maria was standing on the wall, her fluttering gown of white silk, blue satin and ice dancing around her short stack figure since the moment Tyr arrived. She had been waiting patiently for his return on the walls of ice and snow, her beautiful eyes like ocean-coloured gemstones gazing at the horizon in silence.''He should be back... I feel a disturbance from the forest spirits...''


    There was an eerie feeling coming from the forest, and Maria, being the queen of both the fairies and snow elves, could sense their feelings and worries as the tiny blue lights danced around her body, crying and speaking of a huge rotting terror.


    "Zombie... dragon?" Her gentle voice, like a mermaid''s mating call, was enchanting and mesmerising to the one she chose to direct those feelings.


    "The emperor killed it! Haha, but I did smell another..." Tyr thought as she stood beside the fairy queen, their wings fluttering and tapping each other as if playing a game: one soft, thin and like a see-through glass while the other scaled and thick like tough hide.


    "Will he be okay?"


    "Tiamat is with him... I am sure, hmmm? Isn''t that Tiamat now? Why are her eyes so red, like a teenage girl who was dumped?"


    The dragon form of Tiamat faded as she landed on the ice walls, slipping on the snow as she slammed into the wall, her body seeming to lack strength as she slid down with a slight sob, looking back from where she came from. "Master... don''t order me to leave you..."


    Tyr was the first to notice the strangeness of Tiamat, but Maria was much more gentle seeing the red eyes and tears dripping down her cheeks. She gently used her frozen scarf to brush them away, smiling. "He is okay; our dear is not hurt or in pain. I can feel his vibrant energy in here."


    Maria tapped her chest as the blue lights began to speak louder and louder, their voices speaking of a king... the overlord who came to slay the dragon and the bad humans that smelled of death and rotting fruit.


    More and more of the little sprites and spirits danced through the village, adding a lovely ambience as Maria''s face filled with a smile; she felt the changes and words used and knew that something in Lancelot had changed, and the spirits were happy, overjoyed at his changes.


    The next moment, an explosion of aura shot through the sky, causing even this distant town to feel the great forces: one dark and evil, like a creature sneaking in the darkness, while the other was an intense sun burning through the darkness, absorbing the light... and taking control of all those underneath it.


    "He''s fighting against the evil ones..." Maria whispered as her eyes glowed in various colours and spirits fluttered into her body, showing her the scenes as Lancelot took Caladbolg, discarded his past self and accepted being an overlord.


    Tyr and Tiamat couldn''t see those scenes, but they felt the power and life of the zombie dragon fading while the dragon bloodline in Lancelot changed...


    It evolved into something stronger as their hearts trembled from the feeling that got even at this distance!


    "My master is okay... facing so many enemies and still doesn''t return...!" Tiamat was a very shy dragon, and now she released her true feelings and struggled to adapt to them as if she opened a huge barrel of wine with a cork and it was rolling down a hill with all those emotions flowing out and unable to catch it to plug it back up.


    ***


    The trio of women were joined by a large group of snow elves, frost hares and succubi, who were all waiting for his return.


    A feeling of anticipation began to fill their chests as the holy aura of Nuriel began to envelop the land... a loud crash once again shocked the land before a feeling and sigh of relief left the lips of most of the women.


    While the ice fairy queen was waiting in a different place.


    "You sure fought in a very gaudy way, Lancelot." Melodica''s charming voice sounded as he walked with a huge black sword along his back, and the silent but blushing Nuriel followed his steps, sometimes her eyes darting to gaze upon his figure.


    "Mmmm, the lovely Melodica, what is that figure?"


    Six feet tall with long flowing blue hair and wings the size of a metre in length with a three-metre wingspan, she stood like an ethereal sculpture of beauty and mystical grace.


    "I am Maria''s alter ego¡ªof course, we would share the same adult form, fufu. Are you excited about my body?"


    "Honestly, it''s a lovely body. If Maria saw you, she might cry, being so short herself, haha."


    Melodica didn''t answer but floated forward, a cloud of gold and blue icy dust following her body as it fluttered around with every flick of her lovely spirit wings; rotating around his body, she took a long sniff of the blade, his body and nodded several times.


    "I see..."


    "This is your choice and direction?"


    Lancelot looked at her, a little confused¡ªhe had never seen the fairy queen so serious and mature before, and with each step she approached, he felt a strange feeling in his chest: worry, anticipation and confusion.


    Her fingertip began to glow with an ocean blue, the same colour as her and Maria''s eyes; dancing across the atmosphere, she began tracing countless runes that vanished into the air. Nuriel watched, and even the angel marvelled.


    "The ancient fairy rites... a mystery that ignores even heaven rules!?" Nuriel gasped.


    "Lancelot Du Lac, since you have chosen the path of an overlord, there will be many challenges that become nothing while those that were nothing may become arduous for you. As the queen of all ice fairies and mother of the ice spirits, I grant you my blessing and recognition."


    "Spirits, fairies and my wonderous sister''s hail grant your affection and support to the new fairy king."


    "Eh... Why!?" Lancelot was confused; why didn''t she do this earlier?


    What significance did his choosing a different path have on her to act this way... as the immense affinity with ice and spirit magic began to interweave with his dragon, demon and angelic ether veins, creating a network of the most complex man in existence.


    "Before you were a sheep playing king... A mere coward who refused to choose a way forward with his own two feet. Relying on your demon wife and those who surround you to reach the point you stand now barely."


    "Do you not see how wrong you were now that your eyes are open?"


    Melodic smiled as she hugged his body before placing a soft kiss on his lips; the taste was like blueberries and ice cream, sweet and refreshing, unlike Maria''s candyfloss and strawberry taste...


    "Now you are a lion standing above others, on the path to a true king... and I approve of the overlord Lancelot Du Lac. So take responsibility and protect our sisters, brother. We have waited thousands of years for someone to unite our tribes. Now grow quickly because our enemies will be coming soon."


    She waved her hand, forming a beautiful snow crystal necklace and placing it on his neck, "this will allow the other fairy tribes to accept you easier, without a battle." Before floating back to her palace, leaving Lancelot to stare after her figure...


    "Such a strange person..." Lancelot felt the change in his body, and his understanding of ice and spirit magic increased exponentially.


    ''I never understood spirits and fairies... Maria hid her adult form as Melodica?'' S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A whisper suddenly floated on the wind, carrying the lovely voice of Maria and Melodica mixed with laughter and delight.


    "Did you think we knew nothing of the great darkness approaching us? My dear King, Maria wanted to prove herself before asking you on a date; she is such a cute girl. So treat her well."


    "The devouring one, she isn''t something you can beat at your current state, so go forth and conquer!"


    With a loud click, it seemed somehow becoming related to the fairies changed the rules for him... "No, becoming the fairy king means I am no longer subject to many of the rules of Avalon... that''s why I can now return..."


    "Return?" Lancelot turned, thinking about returning home, but Maria''s voice echoed in the wind, "No, silly king, you can travel to any realm you have conquered or visited before. Return to your original homeland... conquer the west and east, and do not forget the allies you made along your path. It is time to conquer the Oni from the West truly."


    "Only then can you move forward."


    "Also, you must train hard... I sense the devouring one coming closer to this world. There is a year at most..."


    Lancelot felt that the mystery of the fairy queen and her beloved lord was too mystical, and he could do nothing but smile to himself¡ªlooking over his shoulder, Nuriel was giving a strange look to Caladbolg, who seemed able to speak directly into the angel mind to tease or annoy her.


    "Well, even if there is a dark future ahead, with this beautiful seraph and amazing sword, I will leave the dark until my light shines across Avalon.


    "But first! Let''s go see my cute fairy wife and two dragon brides!"


    ''Morgana, I hope you are well. Thank you for always being the one to support me in the darkest of times.''


    The moment the cleaned and improved Lancelot appeared in the vision, most of the women were trapped in a moment of shock, becoming mesmerised by his beauty and the ethereal charm the Fairy King title granted him.

 Chapter 175: Chapter 16: A Small Moment Before The End

    Lancelot was sitting on a smooth sofa, the leather surface clinging to his skin as he slid his hand across the arm, enjoying how cool and comfy it felt."Maria, come sit here." His voice reverberated in the air, the scent of lemon and vanilla filling the air from the lovely flowers in the centre of the room, arranged in a black clay pot on the dark red wooden table.


    "Mm..." Maria''s face matched the table as she skipped over, sitting beside him, almost too shy to look at his face directly, feeling that he had become different only a day apart...


    "What''s the matter?" The deep tone tickled her ear, like silk strands caressing her body to make her tremble.


    In the past, Lancelot''s bloodlines were like enemies fighting for supremacy, which caused each of their specialities to be dampened and less impactful. Yet now, because his human bloodline acted like a glue or bond for the three bloodlines, they flowed together in a unified manner.


    "N-Nothing..." She was like a mouse, caught by a tiger as she became quiet like in the classroom, her fingers rubbing together while glancing at his figure peeking from the corner of her vision.


    Maria was so nervous and disturbed because.


    His incubus bloodline now bordered, evolving into something beyond emperor class as the black dragon emperor''s blood improved it due to the two sharing a similar style and focus. S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Then his final bloodline forming golden dots and sparkles within the dark red blood was the complete opposite and before caused him terrible pain when exerting either of the dark bloodlines.


    So before Lancelot was a horrible mixture of bloodlines that hampered each other, thanks to the way human bloodlines were adaptable and able to accept almost any bloodline, even his divine blood no longer rejected the profane, instead supporting them bolstering the weak parts of his old self.


    As a result, his body was now close to a demigod among men, a charm rivalling a true god and a voice that could make a mermaid or siren squirt in ecstasy.


    "Phew... I am really tired, haha. It feels like each day has become a truly exhausting battle."


    "Do you need to rest?" Maria''s eyes were concerned as she seemed to overcome her nerves and turned to face him.


    "Rest sounds good..." He leaned over and pulled Maria''s shoulder before she fell into his lap, a small bounce as her warmth and minted scent filled his nose, the soft feeling of her cheeks better than the most divine silk or soft cotton. "Then... let''s rest together."


    "Ahh... Mm... so warm, hehe."


    ''Finally, she seems less apprehensive towards me... My charm is a problem; let''s use this time to work on controlling it; otherwise, I''ll be raped by crazy women in the normal world or monsters and demon girls that enjoy those things...''


    Closing his eyes, he felt the cooling breeze from the little snow fairy on his lap, wondering how she felt as he stroked her soft blue hair, twirling her glossy locks around his fingertips.


    "For now... don''t think of fighting... you can just enjoy the feeling of my body..." Maria whispered a voice like hiding from a murderer in a horror movie, chirping before she twisted her body and peered into his eyes, the back of her head lying on his lap.


    "Such a lovely fairy¡ªwhat if I fall for your temptations? Look at your soft cheeks, silky smooth with lovely curves leading to your squishy red lips..." Lancelot''s finger traced along her face, admiring the beauty of her well-formed cheeks and eyes, the large blue orbs sparkling with a neon blue light as her body pulsed with magic due to her feelings.


    "Hehe... then fall for me and pamper me more."


    Maria was like a breath of cold, refreshing air for Lancelot as he knew outside Tyr, Miriam, and Tiamat were preparing for the coming battle.


    His nerves and worries were all dispelled by this charming woman who kissed his fingertip gingerly as if worried he might melt.


    "Maria?"


    "Nn?"


    "When we return, I want to visit your family." A stern voice, out of nowhere, as if to tell Maria there was no choice and this wasn''t a discussion, as her eyes snapped open and she stirred on his lap, a little shocked.


    "W-Why!? my father..." A soft, vibrant chirp filled with her honest worry about being rejected or abandoned because of her racist and horrible father.


    "I want to inform them that their daughter will marry into the Du Lac House."


    Maria froze as if she suddenly lost all her fairy properties related to ice, trembling for a moment before remaining still.


    She never imagined that he would take the words of Melodica seriously.


    Maria believed this marriage was only during their time in Avalon and was just Lancelot putting up with Melodica''s games, becoming daring enough to fight her fears to even lay on his lap.


    "Ah.... that?"


    "Haha. You look so cute when you are speechless. Did you think I would let such a cute fairy go once I saw how beautiful and adorable you were?"


    Lancelot lifted her body, holding her hips with his left arm as the smooth curves and silky feeling of her skin were pleasant to the touch¡ªwrapping his large hand around her waist and grasping her soft flesh as she released a cute gasp while looking into his eyes.


    "Lancelot?"


    "Maria, I want you to be mine in both worlds."


    "It''s embarrassing..." Her face lowered, turning her eyes away despite them beaming with delight, and her soft blue skin now tinged red as his hands pressed their bodies together.


    "I can''t lie...."


    Lancelot, while teasing Maria, began exploring her petite, beautiful body, making her heart race and soft squeaks escape her plump lips that begged him to press his tongue against them.


    "Ahnnnnmm! Not there! Lancelot!?" Her wings fluttering faster, kicking and struggling, she eventually melted in his embrace, cuddling his shoulders and tilting her neck as their tongues embraced.


    For Maria, it wasn''t their first kiss, but this felt magical... a world of difference from the past kiss as she closed her eyes and immersed herself in this dream of passion and delight, the slight creak of the sofa and the warm taste of his sweet caramel-esk saliva, allowing her mind to imagine an endless night of wild love.


    After a moment apart, Maria gasped for breath as drool trickled down her lip, her bright cheeks reflecting the lights illuminating her innocence. "I accept..."


    ''Honestly... Maria makes me feel relaxed, and I want to protect her. But I guess that isn''t enough to choose a wife...''


    Lancelot''s thoughts turned dark and sombre¡ªhe only needed a moment to remove her cute clothing, showing him her pink nubs and accepted the dark and obscene thoughts he kept holding back, ''I want to ravish her, make her cry out in pleasure and become stained in my colours... the pure girl begging for me to take her.''


    Lancelot swallowed as his incubus heritage overwhelmed, a sliver of the unique traits beginning to seep out, unable to hide his expression, a devilish smile as her shivering made his desires feel they would explode¡ªMaria looking up with longing yet curious, an untainted and unsullied virgin whose eyes contained the hint of unease due to him changing.


    Maria felt her inner thoughts rising, a primordial lust beginning to overpower her nature, falling into a deluded trance that she wanted to be devoured and embrace his warmth. "My body feels so hot... Lancelot...."


    As if addicted to the taste of his lips, she kissed him again. Maria was captivated like a moth flying towards a campfire.


    Lancelot''s exotic and exciting features overwhelmed her as their lips locked, her delicate tongue licking his sweet mouth.


    Their passionate kiss didn''t end, not even as his left hand twisted, embracing her petite waist, as she became intoxicated on the incubi''s saliva, making her body sensitive and calm; each time his fingers brushed her skin, a jolt of pleasure and euphoria spreading through her limbs.


    "Such a cute fairy, I seem to have caught in my web. Haha... you''re ever so wet, Maria."


    Lancelot licked his lower lips, his index finger brushing against her thin underwear, the black cloth sticky and warm as fluids already moistened her mound and inner thighs.


    A shocking transformation from her gentle nature as she began to pant from his touch, both of her soft hands holding his arm and pushing his against her like a lewd woman.


    "It''s... your fault; the kiss and touch make me feel warm and fluffy..." Maria''s bright, icy blue pupils turned watery with the look of a young rabbit that feared its hunter yet craved his affection and loving gaze.


    "How could it be me? I''m just sitting here, admiring and stroking your wings... and your soft, wet..."He leaned forward, whispering the last word in the most seductive voice.


    As the vibrations of his fingers rubbing against her soft bud and obscene words in her ears, she began to tremble in his arms, almost gasping for air, like a drowning butterfly in a dark swamp.


    The fairy reached her first climax from just a whisper and gentle stroke.

 Chapter 176: Chapter 17: A Mistake Or Maybe The Prime Moment *

    He had slowly removed most of her clothes, but only her black, laced panties and the thin nightgown remained while he was completely nude, her eyes widening and breathing deeper as she enjoyed the sight of his towering member slapping against her thighs."Lancelot..." Maria''s dreamy eyes flickered with icy blue light, and she breathed heavily, recovering from the strange feeling.


    Her delicate fingers grasped his arm tightly with hers, opening her mouth. She seemed to want to speak, but only her warm, minty, sweet breath blew against his chest before biting her lower lip.


    "What''s the matter?" He replied, his muscular arms wrapping around her thin body, pressing her soft, elastic breasts against his chest, squishing the huge mounds as she let out a quiet squeak, flickering her gaze up towards his face¡ªa deep red on her cheeks as his fingertips danced along the frilly edges of her damp underwear.


    "Y..you... Hmm..."


    The lovely fairy could not speak, the feeling of his thick fingertips tracing her pink cavern entrance directly, her mouth opening as her hot sighs began to fill the quiet room, a warm, sticky nectar smearing along his fingers. Lancelot pushed her back against the bed.


    "Nnn.... Wahh... so embarrassing... Hmmm!?"


    She seemed to panic for a moment, only to freeze as his lips began to caress her chest; with each kiss, a passionate gaze in his eyes while pressing his lips harder, gently sliding his tongue along her smooth and delicious skin that tasted like vanilla.


    "You are so cute, a little fairy for my enjoyment. Your body''s taste makes me want to eat you up, Maria."


    "Lancelot~ it tickles.... my body feels so strange... Nnnn... don''t bite... I''ll be good..."


    He kept stroking his tongue along her soft, fair skin and moving towards her neck, the kisses becoming more powerful, sucking on her neck and enjoying her hips and body lifting off the soft bed as he nibbled under her chin.


    "Maria, you tell me not to bite, but your insides squeeze tight and get wet when I do, haha... such a cute fairy."


    Maria''s insides were warm and slippery, the shallow entrance gently caressing his fingers just like her usual shy self, constricting and lovingly tightening around his fingers like a mouth sucking passionately on them. Her hips began to rock back and forth, pushing his fingers slightly deeper as they curled, teasing the roof of her welcoming fairy cavern.


    "Hmmm.... Something... feels strange when you go so fast.... rubbing my insides... Ahh..."


    Her body began to writhe as the wet sound of her warm, sticky juices began to churn and squelch around his fingers. The more she moved her hips, the faster and more complex his fingers began to dance inside her, toying and developing her cute g-stop that made her squeal like a scared rabbit.


    "I find you too enticing to let you go, Maria... from the moment I saw you on the training field and those explosive tits... if you didn''t greet me with that cute smile. Maybe I would never have begun to grow interested in you." Lancelot''s voice was slow and deep.


    His words whispered in between kissing her long elf ears, sucking on the long tips before biting them in sync with his fingers curving and teasing her g-spot while rapidly flicking his fingertips, making her hips rise into the air.


    "Nyuh... ahh..... too strong... another... big thing.... it''s coming....


    ahh... Lancelot.... don''t tease my ears and private parts... I''ll die... Haa."


    Breathless and sweet, she responded to his caress as she began to convulse, her eyes closed tightly as she felt her body become weightless once more. The moment she felt the peak of pleasure, like falling from a tall cliff into a sea of cotton, he kissed her...


    "Mmph.... Nnnph.... Hmmm....!?"


    Their kiss was slow but filled with passion and affection as Lancelot''s lips sucked on her silky pink tongue that desperately stroked along his mouth as if to find more oxygen as her entire body lost control, a lewd sound making her face turn bright red as her most delicate place started to squirt a light, but lightly scented spray of her love juices.


    "Good girl, you like that, right? I can feel your insides sucking on my fingers, desperate for something bigger, better."


    His skilled hands slipped the sticky pantie from her body and tossed them aside while lifting her nightgown over her head, the dazed Maria allowing him to do without any effort, his member brushing along her smooth, cool skin, causing it to pulsate and enlarge with thick, bulging veins she was like poison to an incubus...


    ''Is it the right time to sleep with her? Our relationship is intimate but quite shallow... yet I cannot seem to remove myself from her cute allure...''


    Lancelot looked down as their kiss ended with the snow elf''s body flopping on the bed, his fingers slipping from her hot depths, with a slippery pop while her legs remained spread apart and trembled like jelly.


    Her huge tits entranced him...


    They were so big compared to her small body that even lying down they almost eclipsed her face... the desire in his body erupted as he grasped them... Warmth, silky skin... supple that stretches along with his movements. Her body lifted off the bed with a sigh as his hands sank into the squishy mounds and squeezed the pink cherries that poked out from their shy hiding place.


    "I can smell your arousal, Maria... such a lewd girl who pretended to be chaste and innocent."


    "No... Nnnn... you are the one.... playing with my chest... making my mind turn blank... Haa...." S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    In protest, her beautiful blue eyes like icicles gazed into his, but how could she match him... Her face was filled with betrayal, bright red cheeks, hot breath and sensual sighs leaking from her lips...


    Even her body spread her legs and lifted her hips as she shifted her lovely gaze to the huge object that was pressed against her pelvis, the burning hot rod that made her feel a sense of despair and excitement.


    "I am going to make you mine, and you can never escape." His voice was deep as he lowered his hand to the base of his penis, adjusting the tip to brush along her puffy mound. The slick, wet sounds made her gasp and turn away as her entrance was soaked with slimy nectar, ready for his penetration.


    "Oh... such a lovely fairy... I can''t help but love you."


    "L-Love... me.... me twooo!? Aga.... Ngh..... it hurts!"


    ''Forgive me, but the moment you said those words, it was like your insides sucked me into your body....''


    He was suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling of her insides, the slippery flesh of her walls gently dancing around his tip, squeezing and sucking ever so as if by instinct, causing his mind to be filled with immense pleasure.


    "So tight... and warm.... Maria!"


    There was a slight resistance as she opened her eyes with his cock nearly a third into her silky, wet passage, the sign of her purity and the barrier that meant no return...


    "I am going to make you a woman now, Maria."


    "Nnnn... be gentle... it''s big.."


    Leaning down, Lancelot kissed her lips a soft and loving kiss without lust or dirty emotions, their eyes interlocked as he intertwined his fingers with hers, kissing her once more, a light smack, again... more....


    her lips opened first as she pushed her soft tongue into his mouth and that moment, when her insides loosened and began to undulate around his shaft, he pushed forward with all his strength.


    Maria''s eyes widened as her hymen was torn apart by a brutal demon''s cock.

 Chapter 177: Chapter 18: I Will Make It The Best First Time **

    "Maria!""Agh... Lancelot.... Mmmnph!"


    To distract the cute girl from her slight moment of pain, his lips and tongue began to suck and entangle hers.


    His eyes narrowed as hers became like crescents, and feeling his hands tightly grasp hers, she felt a feeling of warmth in her chest, lips and crotch, the pain shifting and becoming numb as something reached her very depths...


    "I can feel... Haa.... you... it''s so deep.... in my stomach..."


    "Me too, Maria... your insides are so lovely... like you, soft and gentle while your depths envelope me in their warm, loving embrace... cuddling me like a little cat."


    Their eyes interlocked as once again they passionately kissed, her body and movements no longer shy as she nibbled his tongue, sucking on the tip while drinking his thick and sweet saliva; her eyes shone with powerful light while the pleasure and pressure inside her depths began to loosen... She wanted to move.


    "Nnnph.... Mmmmn.... I love you... from the moment I saw you....!" Maria confessed to him as her tongue licked his cheek and lips, nuzzling his face with her nose as she began to lose control of the feelings she kept hidden, bottled up due to her inferior feelings.


    "I love you too... I made this happen because I wanted you so bad... my greed when I have other women, but Maria, there was no way I would give you up... you are my snow fairy!"


    Slowly, with a low slick squelch, his hips began to move, her mouth opening and releasing a groan before his curved tip rubbed against her vaginal walls, pulling the soft flesh and meat as pleasure and the feeling of being full dominated her mind pleasure beyond his fingers now driving her lust crazy.


    "Haa.... it''s big.... pushing my insides and pulling them out... Nnnn... I will die...Hmmm!?"


    Maria''s eyes widened in shock as Lancelot''s fingers began to pull and twist her large nipples, causing the cute fairy to tremble, her hips shaking and trying to meet the same tempo as he thrust into her, but she was clumsy.


    Her insides and hips were completely dominated by his long, skilled movements, enjoying the sensation of her womb as he began to grind against her depths when fully penetrating her... listening to her deep gasps, the heavy breathing and the taste of her sweet breath, making his pleasure soar. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Nnn...Nnnnnn...Haaa...haa...goddess...!"


    The sound of hips pressing together, the slapping of flesh and wet squelches of Maria''s soaked tunnel bubbling with her nectar and Lancelot''s precum filled the elegant room, as a blue luminescence fluttered from Maria''s body like fairy lights creating a charming and romantic atmosphere as his cock gouged her insides.


    "You seem to like it here.... when my cock grinds against the roof of your vagina... here.... squeal for me."


    "Hya....no....haa....no.... I''m not.... a bad girl..... Mmm!"


    Maria''s eyes were full of lust as she drooled from her extended tongue that was licking Lancelot''s chest as she began to dominate her with his powerful thrusts completely. Each time he pounded her, it made her huge tits slap her chin and chest, while she knew he found it erotic... his cock began to throb when her tits danced around...


    "Pervert.... my tits.... Noo.....hya.... don''t touch there...!"


    "But your insides squeezed so tight when I did... you''re too sexy..."


    With a loud smack, his hand slapped her huge ass, the fleshy meat wobbling as his fingertips were teasing her ass when she complained... The moment his hand slapped her, she began to convulse, her insides wrapped around his cock so tight he almost shot his load inside her womb.


    "Oh... you seem to like your ass being teased, a lewd fairy."


    "Nnn... don''t... kyaa!?"


    Lancelot''s cock slipped from her pussy with a loud slap, her insides gaping as he rolled her onto her front, pressing down her chest as he pushed his cock between her huge ass. He smeared her thick cheeks with her love juices, allowing his cock to slide along them before he pushed inside her... the Lying Doggystyle position, easily sliding inside as she began to scream into the pillow.


    "Ahhhh.... no... it''s deep!!! Deeper than before.... ugh.... so thick...


    Lancelot~ please.... don''t..."


    "Wow... your insides are so strange... the curves and bends are amazing... fuck!"


    His muscular arms wrapped under her body, trapped between her soft, heavy tits and the silk bedding. As he pushed his hips forward, the spots he reached from behind were completely different... her pussy was strange... in this position


    "Haa... it''s good.... more..." She whispered before covering her lips and face, shaking her head as he began to thrust continuously with a fierce pace...


    The lewd sound of his hips slapping against her ass while he began to bite and kiss her neck, the elf was so vulnerable that could only shake her ass and immerse herself in the pleasure as his curved cock abused places that she never knew existed inside herself.


    "Maria... you are the perfect wife!" Lancelot grunted as he slid his hands onto her ass, the huge meaty rump letting his fingers slip into her flesh as he began to slap her each time his cock pushed into the depths of her womb, teasing her walls. The poor fairy could only moan and drool onto the bedsheets as her pussy churned and leaked copious amounts of her viscous honey down her thighs...


    "Nnnn.... Mmmmh..... Haa...."


    "I''m going to finish... inside your lewd fairy womb!"


    Lancelot grunted as he felt her insides tighten and start to cramp. The feeling when she squirted earlier grew the more his pace increased, holding onto her tightly as his body pushed her down onto the bed, whispering his affectionate love for her as she squealed and grunted, her ass now pushing back against him faster, more adapted than her previous clumsy movements...


    "Haa....hmmm.... inside.... fill me... Nnnn!"


    Her words ignited his lust, as he began to piston her relentlessly, her ass shaking and slapping together with wet smacks as her body was completely dominated and abused by his feral lust, the sound of her pussy squelching and bubbling as his cock pushed the thick, white cream from her depths, as he began to enlarge and throb inside her warm baby room.


    "I can feel it... you''re going to cum? Haa... it''s getting bigger... I can''t breathe...!"


    The cute fairy moaned as her back lifted, her face looking up as she started to squeal and convulse, and the feeling in her pussy felt amazing. Her lips and face painted with bliss the moment she felt the hot jets of sperm that began to unload from his cock. She began to squirt and reach climax. The feeling of his balls slapping her ass as he continued to pound her like an energised rabbit....


    his hips slapping against her ass... until the hot, sticky sperm began to fill her tunnel and started spurting from her entrance...


    "There''s... too much.... my womb is full... Ahhh.... stop... Mmmmm!"


    "Haa..... such a great woman...."


    His cock slipped slightly from her pussy, as huge amounts of pink and white sperm flooded back from her depths, as his balls twitched, one last spurt spraying over her huge ass and between the alluring cheeks now filled with sweat.. as the cute fairy only gasped, her body lying flat out of power.


    "Such a cute girl... Maria, are you alright?"


    "Nnn..."


    He realised she couldn''t respond well and slid to her side, his cock leaving a long trail of sperm along her thick thighs and stomach as he turned her on her side, facing each other with their satisfied and dreamy eyes... She closed her eyes and kissed his lips, hugging his muscular body against her soft, sweaty body...


    not caring about his hard cock smearing her with the remnants of their love juices.


    She just wanted to kiss this man and cuddle him... the feeling stronger than anything else as he complied, hugging the needy fairy tightly as he enjoyed the minty fragrance of her kiss.


    ***


    Outside the door, Melodia was stunned... her eyes wide open as she watched the entire act, never expecting that Maria would act so suddenly... and that she was such a lewd girl.


    "I never expected her to take a creampie on her first time... her stomach is so big... how much sperm did he pour into her? Is he a whale!?"

 Chapter 178: Chapter 19: Frost Wraiths Bolero

    Lancelot kissed the soft forehead, her face filled with a pleasant bliss, but her body, like a dead sloth, flopped on the bedsheets. He wrapped her in two quilts to keep her body warm as he stepped into the back garden of her small palace.''I can feel a sense of inspiration... as if her ethereal frost guides my path.''


    "Kara, come to me." He whispered softly and affectionately, and his respect and love for his weapons always surpassed that of a normal person.


    Gently gripping her black leather grip, the elegant hilt with cursed symbols appeared as Caladbolg began to awaken. Yet Lancelot felt wrong... that this wasn''t the form she should take for his inspiration.


    ¡ªYou wake me up after having such amazing sex with that midget elf... her ass is so huge, and you filled her so much... Ah, it''s so lewd how you left her like that.


    ''Quiet. I want to know something. Can you take other forms?''


    There was a moment of silence, but when his hands gently caressed and maintained the sword in his arms, her quivering and excitable voice sounded in his ears as she let out the cutest moans for a tsundere sword.


    ¡ªNo.... you''re teasing my ass.... don''t please.... it feels so strange! I''ll tell you... any form your heart can envision and desire, as long as it is a sword, there should be a way...


    Nnnm.... that oil... it feels so good!


    With a flat face, Lancelot continued cleaning and maintaining her blade. "Why are you making basic weapon maintenance erotic... you damn erotic sword!" He was a little angry because her moaning made him feel strange... a slight tent in his pants that made Lancelot annoyed that a sword''s voice made him horny!


    Shaking his head, he tried to remove such thoughts, only imagining the ideal shape for the current style and way of fighting he could.


    A blue swirl of magic danced from beneath his feet, forming a beautiful vortex of ice and fluttering snow rising around his body as the sword transformed into a pair of dual short blades only 90cm (35.4" long and 5cm (2") wide.


    Each blade was still black, but along the hilt, guard, and blade was a lovely dark blue ice flower sculpted into the blade as the swirling magic began to channel from his body and flooded into the two swords, creating a concentrated frost storm around the two blades.


    ¡ªWow... you made me look so pretty, and the feeling of your ether flowing into my body is making me so wet... ahem... sharp. I feel sharper.


    The words were a bit embarrassing, but Lancelot paid no attention as he gazed at the two swords that gave off such an elegant and icy beauty; most importantly, they suited Kara well, not just her, but it felt like Maria was supporting him...


    His body began to dance, stepping forward and slicing the air, fighting invisible foes; unlike his usual brutal dance, it was soothing, calm and filled with ethereal beauty.


    His movements were light, agile, and smooth, and each slice caused a gust of freezing wind to erupt while the ice flowers glowed blue as Lancelot felt connected with Maria, and a sudden thought came to mind... And as if to answer, the snow formed lovely silver wings behind his back, fluttering as his speed, grace, and the fluidity of this new sword dance exploded.


    ''A beautiful dance, gentle, romantic and lovely.'' He mused, but Lancelot felt it wasn''t enough... that this dance lacked something more lethal, and the excited Kara answered those thoughts... Who began to fling sharp ice blades each time his dance flicked out, the style close to a Bolero rather than a waltz or tango.


    ¡ªUse me too! Ice Flower Blizzard Dance!


    ''Haha.. what a cute name...'' Lancelot chuckled softly, yet he felt a connection with Kara... as their bodies began to spiral, the dance reaching its climax, faster, twirling, the blades dancing and flickering, tearing apart the garden walls and tree''s a deadly flurry of beautiful ice blades erupted as Lancelot felt satisfied with this dance.


    ¡ªYour ether is so hot... fill me with your thick, boiling ether again later!


    ''Shut up!'' Lancelot blushed as he sheathed both blades, placing them carefully on a nearby table, but even now, the snowstorm and ice continued to rage a beautiful miniature storm dancing around the garden, but now it was destroyed as a real hurricane travelled through.


    "Whoops..."


    ? Learned new Sword Dance


    ¨N Frost Wraith''s Bolero


    A soft and beautiful dance of gentle snow and frigid ice, a mixture of the waltz and tango joined together to form a romantic and enticing blade dance that creates blades of frost that slice apart the target and form a hurricane of frozen shards of ice.


    He took off his shirt and placed it on the table, as he was sweaty. His ether being hot wasn''t a lie, and it seemed strange to instantly digest all ether gained... even that from sex with his cute wives... it seemed that Maria was also receiving a massive benefit from all those creampies too... she was levelling every few minutes while sleeping, her body and ether growing in density and power.


    Yet Lancelot didn''t care as he returned inside, gazing at Maria sleeping peacefully before slipping under the covers and embracing her tightly.


    ¡ªMaster... I''m hungry.


    ''Alright... feed all you like while I sleep.'' Lancelot knew she would devour his ether, and when he slept, he would recover even faster, so the excess mana would be best used to feed Caladbolg, making her more addicted... ahem. Stronger for combat.


    ***


    Tired from his training, Lancelot returned to sleep, and the pair remained in bed until just after the noon bell tolled in the middle of the town. While everyone was busy, the two lovebirds were just cuddling each other.


    Maria awoke first, stretching her arms and yawning; her body was sticky, sweaty and covered in dried fluids... Especially between her thighs. But Lancelot held her so tightly, she couldn''t escape, and it was a comfortable warmth that she loved... To just lie in his embrace... the main thing she felt was that her body felt lighter...


    and the slight fat from her belly was a little tighter and small abs formed!


    "Honey~ wake up, hehe." Her voice was almost silent, like a butterfly''s wings flapping.


    She began to poke his cheeks with a brilliant smile, kissing his body and licking the salty taste from his chest... Maria was getting frisky again... as her hand reached down towards his crotch, stroking the shaft, which quickly hardened in her grip, but Lancelot''s eyes slowly opened, seeing her seductive gaze. Sear?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Once again, the duo entered a passionate state, while the poor fairies who came to wake them... only heard the loud squeals and panting of their newest queen... Lancelot treated Maria like a princess, giving her royal treatment, but she was even louder than yesterday night!


    When they finished, Melodica barged in and separated them using magic, leaving Lancelot alone in the room feeling amazing, his eyes watching the ceiling with pride.


    ¡ªMy lord husband... my insides are filled with your hot seed once again...


    Caladbolg teased, imitating his new wife''s cute words as he finished inside her. Her words caused Lancelot to frown slightly, but hearing Maria cry out from the voice of Kara was kind of erotic, so he shrugged and entered the bathroom.


    After bathing together, Lancelot saw Maria''s dazzling smile; her cheeks flushed pink, and her eyes sparkled brightly. "Honey... I levelled up seven times from last night and earlier...! It feels so nice to level with sex!" She giggled playfully, splashing water at Lancelot, which he laughed at as his levels also improved a little from Maria''s virginity and her thick love juices.


    ¡ªLord husband, I levelled eight times... Mmmm...


    Before she could speak, he sent Caladbolg to the item storage, her voice forever silenced.


    ¡ªMmmppphhh!!


    Her muffled cries echoed in his mind, but Lancelot ignored them... he liked Caladbolg, but her tsundere voice was sometimes irritating... especially during sex... it distracted him and made him shoot too soon!


    The pair didn''t do anything in the bath as guards and fairies watched them stop their passion; once outside, Lancelot chose to wear a light blue robe with black frills and outlines, which seemed to be a male fairy robe.


    Maria wore a gorgeous white dress that hugged her petite figure, hugging Lancelot tightly before kissing his lips, whispering sweetly. "Honey~ I have lessons today, and we must prepare for the enemy coming, so don''t miss me too much! Okay?"


    "Of course, princess, I''ll await your return with open arms." Lancelot cupped her cheeks, kissing Maria lovingly as her pale skin turned red, giggling cutely and waving as she left with several fairies flying around her.


    Left alone, Lancelot sighed softly as Maria''s sweet scent lingered in his mind. He missed her already, but work was important, and he couldn''t slack off.


    "Melodica, gather the commanders, captains and most elite troops; I am going to get some training done before the big battle..."

 Chapter 179: Chapter 20: An Unwanted Judgement!

    As if to signal a change in the tides, thunder began to rumble as the skies began to fill with dark clouds... Lancelot stood on the wall watching the forest, a beautiful, ethereal blue picture that soothed his heart.''I feel a sense of foreboding...''


    Pitter-patter... Droplets of rain began to drip from the skies, tapping and rattling against his leather and chainmail armour before transforming into a downpour like a god was tossing dirty water upon them.


    A bad omen as the water became half-frozen before hitting the ground, creating a lovely ting-tang sound. The rain continued to pound at him as if trying to push him off the wall with the ferocity of a storm, but he wouldn''t let it¡ªlike holding onto a precious gem, he was clinging for dear life, refusing to move from his spot.


    "Something is disturbing... something not meant to be in this world approaching." Nuriel''s gentle voice, her divine body devoid of the rain and dirt as her wings fluttered, stopping her troops from being soaked, with golden eyes staring into the darkness on the horizon as if she saw something in the depths of the abyss.


    "Master..." Marimo''s lovely black fur was now soaked and cascading over her chest, like the rest of the frost hares who lacked defence against the rain, their feet tapping the muddy and wet ground as if displeased.


    Lancelot''s body felt like invisible hands were grabbing, pulling and yanking at his body... the rumble and crackling thunder finally striking with a divine bolt of lightning just inches from his face, as if a warning that it was HE who did not belong in this world.


    "Darling?!" Tyr shouted the black dragon standing on the western wall, but her golden eyes fixated on Lancelot, who stumbled back


    "You dare stand in the path of a god!"


    A booming voice thundered and echoed from the storm, shaking the very foundation of the castle walls and sending a chill through Lancelot''s body. The world became dark... life faded and all the people around him began to rot, transforming into disgusting corpses and putrid mutants.... his eyes widened as even his golden divine eyes failed to see anything but this scene...


    "I judge thee to be a disgrace of the human race, allowing himself to fall into a mere monster!"


    ''The voice was a woman''s? I do not understand why the world has become like this?!'' Lancelot''s mind raced an irritation setting in.


    "I sentence thee to be punished!"


    The voice roared once more as a blinding light flashed, and the entire world around him seemed swallowed into the void, Lancelot''s body becoming weightless, falling into a deep and endless pit.


    A feeling of frustration, anger and defiance raged inside his heart...


    "These gods, how dare they? I fought and fought and fought as a HUMAN, my body broken, the ones I loved and cherished torn to pieces before my very eyes! A disgrace? Hah!"


    "I SPIT ON YOUR DISCRIMINATION!"


    Greeted by silence his inner voice roared from his lips, as if his thoughts became words and words became thoughts.


    "Where were you all when the white city fell into oblivion!? The empress and emperor sacrificing themselves only to be stabbed in their backs and forced to watch their empire torn apart by the humans you so adorn with great praise!"


    "Answer me, Wretch!"


    "You. Dare to profane against thy creators?" a deep booming voice replied to his challenge.


    "Creators? Creators? What a joke... the one who created us and brought us into this world was our fathers and mothers, and you, a so-called GOD, did nothing but watch us with a bemused enjoyment, entertained by our suffering and plight!"


    "And now you judge me for what? Loving a dragon? A demon? Accepting the fae into my arms? HAH! I have done nothing wrong!"


    "My actions are mine and mine alone! If you seek to punish me, then so be it! I will spit on your judgement! But pray I don''t survive!"


    "Very well." the booming voice replied.


    "Then, I sentence thee to eternal damnation, Lancelot du Lac. You are to be removed from the human gene pool, treated as a monster from Avalon!"


    "I sentence you, ''GOD'' to death! Await me, never forget my face, don''t loosen your guard, for if I live, breathe. I am coming, and I will slay you. All of you who abandoned us in our moment of need."


    The moment Lancelot''s words were shouted into the darkness, his body still falling, his lips curved into a monstrous smile, twisted and feral like a beast that lost its chains, ready to bite back at his abusive master. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He felt something striking his cheek, a familiar warmth... often the whispers of nostalgic voices calling his name.


    "Lancelot!"


    "Darling!"


    "Master!!" A loud slap sounded as Marimo''s soft hand slapped the face of Lancelot after he began to stand in a daze looking at the brilliant lightning for several seconds... dull eyes and his heart no longer beating.


    "M-Marimo? You... are okay?"


    As if a dream... he looked at her and the rest of the people, and they were not rotting¡ªnot a single corpse was in sight, no putrid smell of a battlefield.


    "O-Of course! Master, are you okay?"


    "Y-Yes...." he stumbled a little as if the wind was knocked out of him, taking a moment to regain his composure, his lips trembling slightly.


    ''What happened to me?''


    ''I have memories of speaking to a so-called god, but did such a conversation happen?''


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the Empire of Britannia...


    A beautiful girl was praying to an altar, the image of worship of a beautiful woman with twelve wings... the goddess of battle Xil''nea. Her arms bulged with modest but tight muscles while her pretty ginger hair was tied in a bun with two long bangs covering her cheeks and forehead.


    It was the cute barmaid Miri from the same world as Lancelot... someone he had forgotten as a price for being reborn, while her price was never to forget him for a single moment.


    Behind her, a woman with a cold face suddenly looked to the skies, her back with eight wings and golden eyes, spreading her arms as a divine, golden light bathed Lucifer''s body.


    "Lucifer... you promised he wouldn''t be in danger in this life. That we wouldn''t become enemies." Miri spoke with a low growl, eyes narrow ocean-blue eyes now like a story typhoon, her face dark and angry.


    The divine being with her unfurled wings peered at her Lord with the most empty and emotionless gaze, a being created to serve her creator. That is what the archangels were. "I have received my orders."


    The ground and church began to tremble, the intense ether emanating from Miri swirling like a true storm... enough to blow the entire building sky high, a power that seemed more fitting for a wizard of double her age. "I order you to speak the contents of your mission."


    Lucifer lowered her head... her creator was furious, something she would never want to bring upon herself. "My mission is to remove Lancelot du Lac from existence, Lady Miri. I am to slay his human form and condemn him to a life as a monster, never to return to his human form until the end of time."


    Miri didn''t answer instantly... her chest began to beat faster and faster... like a ball gaining momentum falling down endless stairs.


    "Come to me, Durandal."


    "My Lady!? You cannot defeat me even if you exert that holy sword!" Lucifer looked conflicted... still not grasping her spear or taking any action to attack or chastise her master.


    Miri began to cackle like a maniac before looking up, her orange hair covering her dark blue eyes filled with madness and spite. "I do not seek to kill you, but to stain this holy sword in your divine blood, to taint it in every way possible and gift it to him so that he might slay every last divine being he may meet!"


    "So he might carve a path to the heavens to fight you wretched beings! You can tell Xil''nea I refuse her mission!" Miri declared, her soul beginning to transform, her body changing as Lucifer watched... maybe the person didn''t realise, but there was a smile on her lips as she allowed the sword of Miri to pierce her abdomen.


    A whisper came from the archangel''s lips, "Fufu... to think I would betray my creator in this life too... Oh, Miri... why is your crazed love for that man so intoxicating... let me see how far we can take this act of betrayal that marks us both... as the same sinners as he is."


    The words reaching the crazed Miri caused her to feel shock, as each of the wings of Lucifer began to stain jet black... beautiful like a raven wings as she touched the blade of Durandal... the once blessed saint sword of pure white... began to turn black.... the corrupted blood of a fallen archangel corrupting the sword.


    "I don''t get it, Miri... A sword of 10,000 years history and you defile and corrupt it just for that one boy... Is this part of being human, as you said? Fufu, yet why do I feel so alive in this moment?"

 Chapter 180: Chapter 21: Horn Of The Dead!

    Lancelot didn''t have the chance to linger on his thought as a putrid fog spread through the forest. The stench was like rotten eggs and garbage left undisposed for months on the side of the road."Ugh... what the hell..."


    All the fairies on the walls and frost hares began to look pale as the formerly beautiful trees withered and curled into decaying lumps of twisted mush.


    ''The enemy is already here? What is causing this?''


    With a loud crash, the entire wall began to shudder as lightning began to strike from the sky as if filled with fury towards them.


    "Marimo, have your girls recover and help cover the noses of the hares that seem pale."


    "Tyr, Tiamat, can you do anything about that black mist?"


    "Melodica, can we not do something?" Maria asked concernedly as she looked to the western wall where Lancelot stood. She had moved to the eastern wall as most of the snow elves were here and would empower them just standing close, but she wanted to be closer to him.


    When all seemed to be getting worse, and the enemy was somewhere in the dark fog...


    A horn began to sound in the distance...


    An eerie tune... one that sent shivers down Lancelot''s spine. It sounded almost like a flute or harmonica playing a sweet tune that could enter a person, but when listened to closely, it was filled with a dissonant tone... The tone caused the dark mist to become violent, spreading further and devouring the forest faster.


    The beautiful frozen forest trembled for the first time since its creation as if the leaves whispered in terror, the darkness seeping from the distant east.


    "They''re coming," Lancelot muttered under his breath, gripping his sword as his eyes began to glow, his divine vision piercing through the darkness, seeing many creatures rushing through the forest with the speed of a horse.


    The monsters...


    We were not human... This horn was a foul weapon... it seemed to summon the dead from their graves and any creatures that were not burned or properly disposed of¡ªa dreadful weapon of death and destruction.


    Many skeletons with rusty weapons covered in dried blood began to rush from the forest... others were former beasts now reanimated and controlled, their bodies rotting and foul to the point Lancelot knew from a glance that a single scratch would cause the victim to die a painful death from the violent curse.


    "Ready for combat! Maria! Nuriel! They are coming!" Lancelot shouted as his hands pushed out, a huge flame forming on the tip of his blade, swirling and growing as he focused more and more ether into the magical blast.


    "Maria, fire magic!" Lancelot commanded as he thrust his palm forward, the flames exploding and crashing into the incoming horde of monsters.


    Maria nodded without hesitation as she raised her staff and began to recite an incantation, her large breasts bouncing up and down, drawing the attention of Lancelot momentarily.


    BOOM!!!


    The flame crashed into the undead horde, incinerating everything in its path... however, the army continued to advance, stepping over the burning remains of their comrades as they rushed straight for the walls.


    ''Is it useless?'' After that, all the fairies, although weaker in fire magic, began to let it rain down, the snow elves and frost hares shooting their bows with rapid and damaging barbed arrows.


    Lancelot and his army fought in complete silence, the tense situation worsening as the once beautiful forest of snow spirits and ice fairies turned into a decaying swamp of putrid death as they neared the walls... it was not a simple attack...


    "They want to exterminate us..."


    He counted more than ten thousand undead.... fairy, human, giant, orc, elf, all manner of disgusting and deformed corpses slowly swaying with eerie eyes, watching the blue fortress walls and the citadel of Frost finally under attack.


    ''Ah... this isn''t even their true force...!'' A sense of frustration filled Lancelot''s heart as he believed this was the work of the god that had just cursed him to live in misery. ''Just who is attacking us?!''


    "Master... those undead are moving in an organised formation." Marimo''s voice entered Lancelot''s ears as he narrowed his eyes, noticing she was right... He smashed the wall, taking a deep breath and looking at Marimo and Nuriel.... he felt a wave of warmth helping him calm down.


    "Nuriel, take over command. Marimo, please support her like you would me." Lancelot took a deep breath before leaping from the wall, his figure appearing before the incoming hoard as he drew his sword and held it before him.


    "Everyone retreat! Maria, use all the snow elves to cast ice magic to delay them!" Marimo''s lovely voice sounded as he landed in the disgusting fog with a loud thud and squelch, the rotting mud now melting the ice.


    ''Caladbolg....'' S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ¡ªMy lovely but troubled master. How can I help you?


    ''I will give you everything I have, all the ether, all the magic... so go wild.''


    ¡ªThen Kiss me


    On the guard of Caladbolg was a beautiful red gemstone that looked like a heart... or lips.


    The moment she spoke, it began to glow... Lancelot lifted his head as his black armour and scales covered his body, the two thick horns growing longer as he stepped forward with his massive wings flapping.


    The extreme force of his wings blew the disgusting fog and cleansed it instantly.


    ''Kiss... you perverted sword.'' Lancelot placed his lips upon the gemstone as the ether within his body poured into Caladbolg... the veins in his arm began to burn like they were on fire, but he endured as he felt the power of Caladbolg increasing greatly, becoming more powerful than he ever wielded her.


    ¡ªThank you, master~


    Her playful voice sounded as Lancelot lifted his sword, his eyes glowing a bright gold as the ether from the air and his surroundings began to gather... devoured into his body, his scales like vents sucking the ether into his body, a strange situation as he stepped forward, the decay and foul plague vaporising from the aura of him and Caladbolg.


    ¡ªYou just kissed my most private parts~ not my lips, hehe¡ªlewd master.


    ''Shut up and focus! This feels weird!!'' Lancelot roared in his mind as Caladbolg giggled playfully... his body finally transformed as the undead were being held still by the ice magic of the fairies, though it would not last long before their onslaught...


    "Haa... How do I unleash your power?" Lancelot muttered under his breath... Caladbolg remained silent before whispering in his ear.


    ¡ªCall out my name and swing me with all your strength; declare your love and need for me, and I will answer! My darling master~


    "Caladbolg... No..." Lancelot shook his head; if she wanted to be loved, worshipped, and save the seven hundred women behind him, then it was fine.


    Holding her blade upwards, the tip pointed to the moon, obscured by the dark, shrouding fog battling their combined aura. His eyes glowed brightly as he announced loudly, his voice reaching the citadel.


    "Caladbolg! Your lonely master Lancelot loves you! So come, aid me in saving everyone here! I need you more than the blood in my veins! The Ether in my heart!" His voice was so loud it made the women on the wall confused... some blushed, and others pouted...


    but Nuriel looked melancholy... gritting her teeth as she recognised the name.


    ¡ªMy beloved Lancelot! I LOVE YOU TOO!!!!


    Caladbolg cried out as the ether gathered and condensed into the gemstone, shining brightly like a star before exploding in a massive shockwave... forming a huge blood-red aura that wrapped around the huge greatsword; like a burning flame, it followed the movement of his blade... the tighter he held the sword, the more it extended.


    ''We are against more than ten thousand.''


    ¡ªYou are my first true master; why are you scared? A demon King fears nothing but defeat!


    ''A king, huh? I am no king... just a lone knight.''


    ¡ªHmph... then call yourself a Demon Emperor! I accept no less! If you don''t want to be a king, surpass it in one step!


    ''You are so picky, Caladbolg.''


    However, her words and calm attitude helped him recover... the mist and these monsters were just numbers... nothing but food to make him stronger.


    They were not powerful, nothing like a true giant or fairy. These undead were simply controlled puppets...


    ''Let''s show them the difference between us!''


    "COME!" Lancelot swung his sword with all his strength... his ether pouring into the gemstone, which exploded again, the aura expanding rapidly like a tidal wave, a raging inferno swallowing the hundreds of undead in an instant...


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    His body shot into the thick of their troops, their claws, blades and arms trying to kill him, but with his reflexes and beautiful footwork, Lancelot continued swinging as Caladbolg released another shockwave each time he called her name, the explosion of ether devouring the undead...


    Ether began to flood the world... Lancelot devouring it like a beast, there was no humble knight here... but the monster king and his sword Caladbolg.


    ¡ªMy master~ forgive me... I am spent... you make me climax so many times~


    Kara''s voice was sleepy as if struggling to stay away, while Lancelot''s left hand crushed the skull of a zombie gnome, smashing it against the body of a rock golem, blood and flesh staining his demonic form.


    ''Rest well! Take the ether you need from me to recover. I will fight on.''


    The huge burst of magic she gave him only killed a third of the zombies, but the huge amount of ether began to temper his body, forcing Lancelot to grow stronger with each kill while his body, like a relentless beast, continued to swing his sword of elegant violence.


    ¡ªYou truly are the only man who could outlast Caladbolg... you handsome monster... you''ll make me fall for you... fufu!


    Woosh!


    He grabbed her long grip and sliced across the sky, killing seven zombies, the ice lances from the walls shooting around his body, Marimo holding a special bow while staring at his face... With a smile, he leapt into the air and continued his gruelling battle...


    "Then fall!"


    Lancelot shouted as he sliced a huge giant zombie in half before crashing into the ground, a blade penetrating his abdomen as the wounds started to accumulate.

 Chapter 181: Chapter 22: The Hymn Of Winter

    The giant body crumbled in all directions, making Lancelot fall backwards, using Caladbolg to keep his body stead; now that her power was used, he could only focus on his strength, standing with her in both hands.He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as an aura spread from his feet, expanding around the ground slowly, the disgusting and rotten snow taking a magical purple colouring... his body and skin filled with veins pulsing and writhing under them, drawing whatever ether he could find and use whether pure, rotting or undead.


    "Ha.....haa....."


    His body was tired but could recover with only a few moments rest; as he stabbed Caladbolg into the earth, the moment the blade penetrated the circle around him, its radius doubled, covering hundreds of zombies at once as the ground began to shake.


    "Even if you send a thousand, I shall slay a thousand; if you send a million, I will slay a million. I am the blade that protects my kingdom and loved ones."


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a two-hundred-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprouted from the ground like wildflowers in this rotten graveyard of dirty, putrid air, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    Treading his arms, Lancelot began breathing deeply as the arrows and stray ice lances shot from the wall, avoiding his current position as if his current actions were drawing all the zombies in to fight him, like some taunting move.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz


    His four wings suddenly enlarged, flapping and billowing away the disgusting rot and vile stench that made his skin crawl and his nose burn with pain from each breath.


    A high-pitched buzzing sounded from his winds as they began to vibrate at an impossible speed, the floor below them torn apart with each repetition.


    Blood dripped from his nose, hidden only by the evolved form of his dominus visor.


    The feeling of his veins and arteries being sucked dry with several straws at using all these abilities while half exhausted was dangerous, as magic began to crackle around his hands and feet, the blessing of wind swirling around his feet to grant immense speed and his fists bathed in a pure crimson flame for nothing but destruction.


    ''This is... going to make me weaker for at least five minutes after this, Marimo, Maria, you all should prepare to unleash your biggest spells after they regroup...''


    A gust of brutal wind covered the battlefield with thousands of corpses now falling apart, never to rise again, even if the god of necromancy appeared.


    Over five hundred metres, the size of his current field, The largest Graveyard of swords, as he took the first step.


    Lancelot du Lac''s most beautiful and most horrific dance had begun.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz - Slow Dance of Steel


    ****


    Maria stood with Marimo and Nuriel as they stared at Lancelot fighting... she bit her lip so hard she drew blood, her delicate white skin turning red as she watched him endure so much...


    His body flashed from one sword to another, performing a beautiful arc and slicing apart several zombies, only to take a blow or two himself, yet once he finished, the sword would explode, killing a dozen zombies... over and over, his body flew and darted, slashed and carved... blood and feathers strewn across the battlefield covering the hundreds...


    the thousands of undead like markers for their graves.


    But Lancelot continued... dancing beautifully amongst the carnage and death.


    A Tempest Blitz that was more akin to a Dance of Blood


    Marimo and Maria held hands tightly... the fear in their hearts dissipated as they saw Lancelot flying in the air, his body covered in wounds., but there were still hundreds of swords... the black armour and lovely scales that protected him now half torn, filled with cracks and scratches...


    "I must do something now; it will be too late if we wait for them to finish..." Maria looked at Melodica, who seemed to feel the same way, the huge amount of undead had been cut down by their magic and Lancelot''s overburdened battle... Of the original twelve thousand, only four thousand remained... but no matter how many times he abused the ability to level up in battle.


    It had long stopped completely healing his body, only removing a small amount of the damage, like a plaster on a severed leg.


    "Maria... can you create a barrier? Something strong enough to protect Lancelot for three minutes...." Marimo asked nervously... knowing the kind of spell she was thinking... but it was impossible. Maria knew this was not a solution and would just buy time...


    instead, she fluttered her blue wings and once again looked at her alter ego...


    ''We have to pray to the fairy goddess of winter...''


    Maria''s wings became bigger... shining like a sapphire crystal as she floated into the air, her body releasing a blinding white light that caught the eyes of all fairies and snow elves; her alter ego, Melodica, also did the same...


    "Our lady of eternal frost and winter... hear our call, please lend us your power, so we may protect him who has given us a new life... a home and purpose... Please freeze the battlefield in your eternal winter... protect Lancelot with your cold embrace..."


    The fairies copied the verse of Maria before they started to sing in a strange language, only Maria singing in the language people could understand.


    A cold chill began to swirl and dance across the winter town, each fairy a conduit summoning their beloved goddess to save them.


    "Goddess, with your frozen grace,


    Hear our plea in this sacred space.


    Lend us strength in the shadows'' chase,


    Protect Lancelot in your cold embrace.


    Eternal Queen, with icy might,


    Freeze the battlefield in your tranquil night.


    For he who gave purpose and light,


    Shield him now in your cold embrace.


    In realms of snow and starry gleam,


    Where icy whispers weave a dream,


    A home, a purpose, our hearts redeem,


    In your eternal winter, a timeless scheme.


    Our voices rise like frost, so clear,


    In the hymn of winter, draw near.


    A home, a purpose, forever dear,


    Lady of Frost, in your presence, we revere.


    Freeze the fray with your frosty breath,


    In the cold winds, carry our plea, a wreath.


    Protect him who stands, facing death,


    In your icy realm, our guardian, beneath.


    As the hymn lingers in the wintry air,


    Goddess of Frost, with a regal glare,


    Descend in majesty, your power declares,


    In your eternal winter, battles cease and care."


    In the peaceful aftermath of the hymn, Nuriel felt a subtle shift in the air, as if the very fabric of the winter night responded to the ethereal call. The meadow, bathed in moonlight, seemed to hold its breath in anticipation.


    Gentle melodies and sacred words lingered, echoing among the crystalline trees, creating a serene symphony of sound.


    "That is... a true... divine!?" Nuriel, the daughter of a divine herself, felt the pressure and purity of one who could match her creator, causing chills to flicker down her spine.


    As the last note of the hymn drifted away, a gentle breeze infused with frost swept through the clearing. The temperature plummeted, and the air shimmered with a silver glow.


    Suddenly, the moonlit clearing was enveloped in a cascade of delicate snowflakes, dancing in a celestial ballet as if in sync with the male below. Soft blue frozen threads grasped at the blades of Lancelot all began to flutter and fly through the air, penetrating countless undead as the man himself gasped for breath in the centre of hell. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    In the heart of this wintry spectacle, a figure emerged¡ªan apparition of ethereal grace. The Lady of Eternal Frost materialised, her form a crystalline manifestation of winter''s beauty. Her gown, woven from frost and starlight, sparkled with an otherworldly luminescence.


    Nuriel, eyes wide with awe, witnessed the arrival of the Winter Goddess. A serene power emanated from her, freezing time and space in a celestial pause. The snowflakes, suspended in midair, created a surreal tableau, capturing the essence of magic and wonder.


    The Goddess of Winter descended with regal poise, and slowly, her body walked forward, leaving traces of frost on the ground. Her presence, a living manifestation of the hymn''s plea, filled the clearing with tranquillity as if the very essence of winter seemed to bow in reverence to her majesty.


    Her pale blue eyes surveyed the battlefield with a gaze that held the ancient wisdom of eternal ice.


    The undead horde, once relentless, now stood frozen in a spectral tableau of ice and shadow. With a gesture of her delicate hand, a simple snap of her fingers and the Winter Queen unleashed a breath of frost that swept across the entire forest, turning the unholy creatures into statues of crystalline darkness.


    Her wondrous frost revived the rotten and decaying trees like a goddess of nature. The forest began to shimmer with its beautiful blue light, the dark clouds and horn of death long silenced.


    Humbled and entranced, the people felt the weight of the Winter Goddess''s power, a force that transcended mortal understanding.


    The meadow, once a battlefield, now transformed into a sanctuary of frozen enchantment, bore witness to the timeless dance between the mystical and the mundane.


    In the presence of the Queen of Eternal Frost, the echoes of the hymn lingered in the air, a melody etched into the very fabric of the winter night.


    "Ugh...Kuha....!" Maria''s mouth coughed a small amount of blood; as Nuriel discovered during the song, many of the fairies fell unconscious... "Well, summoning a divine is impossible to endure... they did well."


    Nuriel turned her head towards the battlefield... with a look of confusion as the goddess remained and stood beside the kneeling Lancelot with her ethereal aura.


    "What does she want from master?"

 Chapter 182: Chapter 23: A Divine Blessing

    The goddess of winter stood beside Lancelot, who was finally recovering from his ether exertion, before looking up to meet the beautiful pale blue-skinned beauty with blue hair made of pure ice and snow."Strange... a fairy king who carried divine and devil''s blood... even those selfish mountain-dwelling perverted lizards'' blood. How can you fuse them in such a peaceful and perfect harmony?"


    The difference between her singing voice while casting magic and this normal voice that felt elegant and beautiful, but it was more like a mother or kind lady than a goddess. She then placed her fingertip on his forehead as it glowed with an icy blue light. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hmmm... a kind, stalwart soul... fights for his beloved women... himself and the future of this world with little greed or sin."


    She tilted her head with a smile; her body was enough to make Lancelot enter heat with all of his bloodlines as he tried desperately to look away or focus on her forehead... on the sharp blue crystal.


    "Mmm? Why do you feel attraction to my beauty is a sin? Is love not one of the most beautiful emotions one can have... It''s not like you would be the first."


    Her large hand brushed back her hair, glistening with ice as snowflakes cascaded onto his tired body; each seemed to make his pain and body recover a small amount.


    ''To think... all divines are not like that annoying lightning guy...''


    "Worry not; I am not here to judge you anymore. You have already passed my test and examination. A boy loved by the fairies, cute hares from the north and even the snow elves have grown fond of you... those girls normally hate outsiders. Fufu."


    "Fairy King... your fate is filled with darkness... so allow me to give you a small blessing; I would hate my cute little believers to be sad."


    Her gentle finger pressed against Lancelot''s forehead, filling him with a cold sensation that quickly calmed him... before he opened his eyes, he heard her parting words...


    "Protect them; they are waiting for you." Her words stopped as her face moved closer; Lancelot felt paralysed as her soft purple lips touched his cheeks gently... a small kiss before she vanished like snow in summer...


    When Lancelot woke up, he found himself on top of Caladbolg as a freezing aura covered the battlefield... the remaining zombies were now trapped in blocks of ice before shattering and crumbling into the ether that flooded into him and the fairies behind.


    The rest could not move as the fairies shot their magic and ice lances, crushing them one by one while Lancelot lay with his body feeling amazing, the wounds healed and fatigue gone...


    "What happened...?" Lancelot muttered under his breath... a gentle giggle echoed in his ears before Caladbolg answered him.


    ¡ªThat goddess blessed you with her ice magic and a nice kiss... I bet the fairy queen will be so jealous; maybe she will even start a fight with her goddess.


    ''Fairy Queen... Goddess?'' Lancelot was confused... until he noticed Maria flying down, her face blushing brightly as she flew and hugged him tightly, Marimo and Nuriel following suit, crying tears of joy that he survived...


    "Darling, are you ok!? Your wounds... what happened?" Maria cried, wiping her tears onto his chest before sniffling; Lancelot hugged her back as he smiled warmly, Marimo and Nuriel snuggling into his embrace as well...


    "I am fine... seems like I was blessed by the fairy goddess... that woman... she looked scary but kind... it was odd."


    Nuriel was a little strange; Lancelot had never expected her to hug him like this or show such a worried expression before; in fact, it was so shocking he almost believed she was some kind of fake.


    "Master... you idiot... we thought you would die..." Nuriel muttered sadly as Lancelot chuckled... ruffling her hair gently.


    "Sorry... sorry..."


    Melodica flew down, landing beside Maria as she glared at Lancelot, "Young man! You will marry me after this; I cannot allow you to be so reckless with my kind sister, allowing you to be so bad! Hmph!"


    Melodica''s eyes were as red as Maria''s; she seemed just as worried... Honestly, it warmed Lancelot''s heart.


    "Alright... alright..." Lancelot agreed easily; honestly, he didn''t care about marriage... especially since the goddess said these girls loved him; it made him feel good... like he belonged somewhere.


    ¡ªMaster~ Caladbolg loves you too.


    ''Perverted sword, grind against a whetstone.''


    ¡ªLewd master~ wanting to see me masturbate!


    As he sat hugging Maria and Marimo, Nuriel resting her head on his lap, and Melodica scolded him, Lancelot looked over to the forest...


    Thankful that the Goddess of Winter had protected the beautiful scenery and saved them from devastation, but next time, they had no trump cards... only the two dragons and his demon lord form... that was it.


    ''I am worried...'' Lancelot muttered internally as Maria and Marimo felt his unease. They both leaned closer, kissing his cheeks, bringing a smile to his face as he looked at the frozen zombies and skeletons... wondering when the next enemy would appear...


    The story was only beginning.


    Yet somehow, Lancelot was exhausted already... He was going to ask for help.


    ****


    Meanwhile, in Camelot, Morgana and Guinevere had been working hard to build up the army and prepare transports in secret from Lancelot. Every village and town could send 500 troops at a time, no matter whose village.


    Sumika was the same as her fox girls were training and fighting harder than usual, taking many frost hares and practising combat together.


    Now, they didn''t have to wait to increase their power. The troops of Lancelot were growing at a much faster pace than ever before.


    Because they wanted to see him smile.


    Sitting in the black citadel, Morgana and Guinevere shared some tea and pastries; their relationship was nothing like the past.


    Since Guin was accepted as Lancelot''s wife and Morgana got pregnant, the two became like sisters, with Guin helping Morgana when she needed it rather than leaving it to the maids.


    "Fufu, my dear little sister, this tea is exquisite; why did you go to the effort for just me?"


    "Ah... Big sister.... that''s because I know succubi need ether and essence... this tea naturally increases the body''s heat and generates ether regeneration..." Guin said while nibbling on a cookie.


    Morgana giggled and nodded with a smile, "Fufu... you''ve become so caring for me; thank you. But aren''t you jealous of having to share Lancelot with so many girls? That Marimo girl seems to have a very deep connection to him now, and Sumika looks at him with puppy eyes every time she comes here. Even those frost hare maidens are getting close to him..."


    In the past, the two might have worried or gotten jealous, but the eyes of Guinevere were at peace as she smiled like the morning sun. "Not at all; Iq knows his love for me, the amount I cannot ever hope to run out of... let them love him; he is a wonderful man who also knows his limits. He only opens his heart to those who deserve his love."


    Guinevere explained calmly; however, Morgana couldn''t help but chuckle... poking Guin''s cheek playfully. "You sound like a wife that loves her husband deeply; fufu, I am glad; Lancelot deserves happiness. When he returns, I will work harder so you can also produce a healthy child for him."


    Morgana placed her hand on her stomach, feeling the ether of the land; a small part was sent to their little Morgana... she knew this was Lancelot''s hidden love, the affection he would give but never speak or take credit for.


    Thanks to that, their child would grow far stronger than even Morgana imagined. "Do you think he will call for help this time?" Morgana changed the subject as she watched the northern skies.


    Guin sipped her tea and looked at Morgana before shaking her head, "No, Lancelot is stubborn; he believes it is his responsibility alone... but I hope he will call this time; we should prepare everything and set off soon."


    Morgana nodded before giggling... the image of Lancelot in her mind... his handsome face and gentle gaze... the warmth of his hugs. Then his valliance in battle and skill in the bedroom... "Ah...


    our lovely husband... why do you make us so tempted to be naughty?"


    Suddenly, the door closed from behind and a voice they never expected sounded. "Haha, well, my little wives, if you want to be naughty, call me anytime." Lancelot stood in his black and white noble attire, walking towards the two women; with a warm smile, he stopped a few feet away and bowed to them both.


    "Please, my beloved wives. I need your help to protect someone I love. Can you help me win this coming battle?"


    "Fufu, I knew it. Guin, you owe me 100 Avalon coins!" Morgana giggled with a bright face while Guin''s eyebrows twitched, handing the coins to her big sister to play with.

 Chapter 183: Chapter 24: Gathering Allies

    Lancelot was sitting on his throne with the lovely Morgana on his right thigh, her soft white dress soft and silky to the touch as a drifting scent of vanilla and strawberry fluttered from her body into his nose.She rested against his chest, her lovely golden eyes filled with happiness as his right arm slowly stroked her stomach. "Nnnn darling... it feels strange when you rub my stomach." Her soft voice vibrated, rubbing her cheeks against his chest.


    "Can you stop flirting so much when I''m here..." Guin pouted, her face red and seemingly jealous as she sat on his left thigh, her hands holding his palm around her back and groping her chest.


    "Hey... you''re making him touch your tits to make him horny, don''t cheat!"


    "Big sister... you don''t need to have sex. You have a baby~ let me have some fun of my own."


    "Girls, I am wondering if you enjoy this kind of playing? Don''t you see we are being watched..."


    Lancelot reminded them of the royal guards, who were all staring at him with strange looks; Meru was a little angry. It seemed as if he hadn''t taken them. However, this time, he couldn''t help it due to the effects of the weird transfer.


    "Will you help me, Guin? I need you and all your army to fight the coming battle..." His eyes looked into her soft blue orbs, squeezing her elastic breast to make her more likely to accept his request.


    ''This army alone isn''t enough... there is another woman I should meet and request help from.''


    "Mmmm, maybe if you''re a nice husband, I will help you."


    "What are you saying, Guin? You''re practically already riding his cock and giving him everything you own..."


    "Big sister, hush... don''t spoil my fun." Guin giggled, leaning closer and kissing Lancelot''s lips; Morgana rolled her eyes before doing the same... her tongue entering his mouth as she moaned gently.


    "Nnn... you smell different... mmm... and taste different it''s like you became more delicious... the flavour and thickness even your ether is so... ahhh...."


    "Husband, can we go to bed now~ nnnn." Morgana became strange from the moment she kissed him, while Guin was confused although his saliva was sweet and different from what she imagined from the books... it made her feel jealous of the succubus race advantages... so with her sliver hair, she opened her mouth wide, and stretched her cute vampire fangs and bit his neck.


    This way, she could taste the changes in his body.


    Lancelot groaned softly as she drank his blood, sucking on his neck gently before licking her lips... her eyes widened as she looked at him strangely...


    "Darling... you became even more delicious; your ether is so thick and rich... What happened? Did you drink some medicine?" Guin asked curiously... Morgana also looked at him strangely before touching his forehead.


    "He''s not sick..."


    "It''s like he went from a premium flavoured dessert to something that only royals could have..." Guinevere licked her bloody lips as she traced along the bite mark with her red fingernails. "Honesty... it''s driving me crazy the more it lingers in my body..." Guin confessed shyly while Morgana giggled.


    Lancelot sighed before kissing both their heads... smiling warmly. "Well, a goddess kissed me and mentioned my perfect synergy of three bloodlines... and I am just the most charming husband ever, right?" Lancelot smiled and began to tease the two women while he felt a moment of solace from his earlier worry.


    ****


    The trio spent a few hours arranging the troops together, leaving enough to defend the eastern walls and having enough people able to teleport in case of emergency; Morgana and Sumika would be staying in Camelot to protect from any attacks while Guinevere and the entire royal guard would follow Lancelot this time.


    He was leaning back against a comfy chair in their private quarters; the room was massive, with a very large king-size bed and canopy drapes. Lancelot enjoyed the comfort as Guin and Morgana entered, wearing sexy silk nightgowns with smiles.


    "Darling... are you sure you don''t want us to help you relax before you leave~ nnn..." Morgana''s lovely voice sounded as she walked towards him, her hands stroking his thighs before reaching his crotch...


    "No... I want to save that for after we win, I will make you all know exactly how much your help, love and support over the long months have filled my chest with hope and given me the strength to get this far."


    Instead of sex or pleasure, Lancelot wanted to feel their bodies close to him, holding them tightly as they both lay on his chest, with him lying in the centre of the huge bed, both of the girls smiling at each other as they kissed his chest, stroking his thighs as if to entice him to surrender.


    "Darling, do you want to neglect us~ what if we are lonely at night."


    "Husband~ give me your love."


    Both women teased Lancelot, their voices tempting him... however, he chuckled warmly, stroking their heads gently as he closed his eyes, ignoring their advances.


    "You won''t be lonely. We will all sleep together tonight, Guin. Morgana... I promise when I return victorious, I will reward you both greatly. Let''s go on holiday, visit the east or the glorious justica federation."


    The two women were shocked, as they noticed before Lancelot finished his words... he fell into a deep sleep, not the light kind, but one that showed he was completely at ease with the two of them.


    His adorable face and the feeling they got from him showing such a vulnerable side made them forget their greed. Instead, they wrapped each other in the quilt and hugged his chest to sleep.


    "Goodnight... Lancelot." Guin whispered... her loving gaze filled with happiness... Morgana also fell asleep, stroking her stomach as she dreamt of Lancelot standing beside her... with a tiny girl resembling a mix of them.


    ''Mama!''


    Those words were so vivid it brought tears to her eyes.


    ''My dear daughter... Morgana, why are you so active when Papa is near... you betray your poor mother for this handsome man?!''


    In her sleep, because their daughter in the dream chose Lancelot, she kicked him in the real world and began biting his chest... unaware. Before, in the dream, Lancelot picked her up too and carried both of them, calling them both ''his special treasures.''


    What she didn''t know was Lancelot had the same dream...


    ***


    Early in the morning, Lancelot awoke to find Morgana sleeping beside him... Guin was missing as she probably returned to her room to prepare the army; he carefully lifted Morgana''s light body and placed her on the bed, tucking her in before kissing her forehead.


    "Thank you, Morgana."


    His gentle fingers brushed against her belly, his ether flowing into her stomach freely, a comforting sensation as it seemed his daughter was sucking his power like the succubus she would become.


    ''Fufu... greedy girl...'' Lancelot giggled internally before heading to the balcony... he breathed in the cool morning air; Guin was standing with Sumika as she looked at him.


    "Darling~ come down to breakfast~"


    "Honey~ we made lots of tasty things!"


    "Coming, my lovely wives!"


    His voice sounded out, catching the attention of the maids and royal guard who were training with Guinevere and her troops in the early morning like they did each day now.


    With the release of their own limits troops could improve and grow without waiting for Lancelot thus Guinevere became a strict master and made her troops fight harsh battles each morning.


    Thanks to that, her weak half-elf archers, who were horrible at close combat, could now fight and defeat goblins and second-tier goblins in melee without using their bows, boosting their survival rates greatly.


    As Lancelot arrived, Sumika smiled and hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek and enjoying his warmth as Guin looked jealous. "Good morning, Honey~ you are so handsome today."


    "Good morning, Sumika. Have you been doing well with your troops and training?" Lancelot asked curiously... stroking her head as she blushed and nodded.


    "Yes, everyone is improving fast; I am happy; hopefully, we can join you on the battlefield soon," Sumika spoke confidently, unlike before, when Lancelot remembered her being scared of her troops dying in combat... she was becoming stronger, which made him proud.


    "Good girl, keep working hard." Lancelot praised her as Guin tugged his sleeves, pulling him inside; her jealousy was apparent as she led him to breakfast, the table filled with many dishes... S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Come, Darling~ sit with me." Morgana sat with Guin as Lancelot took his place, eating the delicious food happily... Sumika joined them with some fox girls, giggling as they teased Guinevere, who was blushing while looking at Lancelot.


    ''These girls all seem happier now; I wonder if I should have called sooner.'' Lancelot thought before suddenly a huge bang sounded, and the royal doors were smashed open... and a huge woman entered... the oni Rena, her exotic coloured skin and tusks as lovely as ever as she spotted Lancelot.


    "My Mate! We have come to aid you when you need it most!"


    But what was most shocking was that her stomach was bigger, like a human woman in her eight-month pregnancy!

 Chapter 184: Chapter 25: Oni Daughter... Missing Heroes!

    When they met, the Demon Queen who gave Lancelot so much trouble suddenly appeared, and she was carrying a child in her stomach. With how quickly monsters give birth, he had no idea if it was his... but something told him it was like a connection as the two looked at each other for several moments."Why did you never contact me using the communication crystals?" Lancelot asked with a slightly scolding tone. His eyes didn''t leave Rena''s face as she showed a strange look while her ears flopped... biting her lower lip as she rolled her eyes.


    "Well... you know me... I tried to message you when I found out... about our daughter... but I was too excited and broke it by mistake..."


    ''Eh...?''


    Too stunned because it WAS like her to do something like that, but then he noticed two women beside her wearing a different style of armour. It wasn''t her normal commander but two twins he knew extremely well...


    His own Succubus Heroes Lusia and Vellan Argentus...


    Vellan looked anxiously towards Lancelot with her dark red eyes and her supple blue skin, shining in the bright white walls, with long flowing pink hair down to her crotch as she barely hid anything with her lewd black outfit.


    "Big brother... I''m sorry for leaving..." Vellan apologised while her huge rocket-shaped tits slipped between her arms as if by accident, making Lancelot swallow at the lewd why her breasts began to misshape... and the flash of her pink nipple made his anger fade.


    Lusia was more brazen, with her beautiful pale body and sexy tribal tattoos. She smirked, pulling out her extremely long tongue and pressing her large dropping tits together for him to enjoy, letting her silver hair cascade along her right shoulder, observing Lancelot''s every move and reaction with her golden eyes... desperate for him to value her more.


    "Master~ we were asked to protect your child by the queen, and so we vanished, forgive us if you missed us both. How about I bring you to heaven with my little mouth?" She teased, licking her mouth, before Rena smacked her on the back of her head, making the little succubus fall to the ground.


    "Ignore these two girls; when I broke the machine, I sent a few of my troops to let you know, but you seemed to be fighting a dragon or fucking one... something like that, so she sent a small troop of succubi and these two that helped me greatly... I am jealous of you having such strong troops..... Hmph...!"


    Rena slowly moved forward, her stomach making it a little difficult for her to do a sensual walk while swaying her hips... but the slight wet spots on her robe from where the milk was leaking made Lancelot''s eyes widen... it was strange... seeing a woman he made pregnant now able to produce milk.


    ''Ah... why does Rena look so lovely now?''


    Stepping off his throne, he gently placed Guinevere and Morgana onto the large throne and stepped down the stairs. His movements were fluid and filled with regal grace. No longer did he seem uncomfortable in the role of a king or leader like when meeting Rena...


    She was just as entranced...


    "You... when did you become so much stronger and you are even more beautiful? What will I do if more of those demon bitches want your seed now?"


    Lancelot smiled as he approached her, hugging her and gently placing a hand on her stomach while stroking her belly and the other wrapped around her neck as he whispered in her ear.


    "Just say I am only yours. Also, your skin looks so lovely. Why did you become cuter? How can I let you return to the west, meeting you like this?"


    "Hmm... why are you such a charmer..." Rena tried to resist, but he had changed too much, his arms scooping around her hips so easily, breaking her light defence as her soft purple skin seemed to glow the moment he touched her...


    On the throne, Morgana chuckled... "Hey Guin, I think we found another sister... did you see her face melting the moment he touched her ass?"


    "Didn''t you say she was fierce in the past? Why does she look like an obsessed little wife now?" Guin giggled, watching Rena melt in Lancelot''s arms... her face turning red and embarrassed as he caressed her skin.


    "Big Sis! Rena is blushing! Ah... Master! Please notice me, too!" Lusia begged while Vellan nodded; however, Rena glared.


    "Shut up! This is between me and my mate!"


    "Rena, behave... Lusia and Vellan are my cute little heroes and women too."


    "Nnn... stupid...womaniser.... bastard... why is my baby so happy from your presence... even my little Ruri betrays me for her damn dad!" Rena growled jealously as Lancelot stroked her stomach before suddenly kissing her lips...


    His tongue entered her mouth as she lost all resistance, becoming putty in his arms as he used his skills to calm her down... but because of how delicious she tasted, he became carried away, as she fell into his chest, completely defeated... no longer looking angry, but like a drowning maiden¡ªthe feeling of his ether filling her body and stimulating her core.


    "Nnn... Lancelot... you bastard... why are you better than last time... kiss me more...." Rena muttered under her breath as his hand squeezed her buttocks... while one hand touched her chest, yet the moment he touched her, the milk leaked from her nipples, staining her clothes instantly...


    "Why does your milk smell so sweet and delicious? Is it for our baby? Or is this milk for me? Rena, can I taste it?" Lancelot whispered in her ear as Rena shivered... her breathing became rapid as her legs buckled.


    "Stupid idiot... I came here to help you... don''t seduce me.... ahhh...." She cried out as he rubbed her teet, milk dripping onto the floor as he began to suck her breasts hungrily...


    "Nnn... Master... you are drinking Rena''s breast milk so openly... ah... how lewd..." Lusia covered her pussy, drooling as Vellan whimpered, covering her eyes... Morgana and Guinevere giggled as Sumika and the fox girls watched in shock...


    "Master... is Rena his new lover? Big sister, did Lancelot change girls?" One of the fox girls asked curiously as Sumika nodded, trying not to cry.


    "Don''t worry, she is someone he met a long time ago and keeps my darling safe... she is a sister to us. Not an enemy."


    ***


    After a short while, Morgana and Guinevere came to save Rena as she was on the verge of squirting in the throne room with more than fifty people watching... Lancelot reluctantly released Rena from his embrace, kissing her neck gently...


    "Nnn.... Stupid Lancelot... you made me want to fuck you in front of everyone..."


    "Rena... you look so lovely; I almost forgot myself."


    Guin grabbed Lancelot''s sleeve, pulling him away as Morgana escorted Rena to her room to rest with the twins Lusia and Vellan following... Lancelot sighed deeply... knowing he needed to focus before returning to Maria and Marimo...


    Sumika hugged him tightly, stroking his chest as if worried before she looked up and kissed his lips gently... the fox girls also hugged him, jealous of Rena getting so much affection, even though it was clear he loved them too.


    "Darling... hurry up and finish with your battle, then come and put a baby inside me! Hehe~"


    "You are too young! Go back and train for 100 years with your grandfather!" Lancelot replied, poking her soft nose with his fingers. However, she licked the tip and said, "My mother and grandfather keep asking about their future grandchild and great-grandchild!"


    Avoiding this critical defeat, Lancelot searched for Rena and the girls to sort out the details of their support... only to step out onto the citadel''s balcony... to see a huge army... more than ten thousand troops strong... All female oni with muscular builds and black plate armour covering their bodies...


    When they saw him appear on the balcony, they shouted out with a loud warcry... even the 500 dire wolves began to howl loudly... Rena appeared beside Lancelot with Lusia and Vellan behind her...


    "Darling... these troops are for you... use them as you please."


    "Big brother... we will protect you this time..." The twins looked at him with a serious gaze, making him nod calmly; Guinevere stood with Morgana and Sumika as they all watched the army below shout out again, roaring with excitement at the coming battle.


    The roars were enough to cause the ground to tremble, but the frost hares and forest elves didn''t seem phased and continued their daily tasks... In the small arena, several of the frost hares were fighting in melee unarmed fights with some of the oni females... Milvar and Ikumi... were at the forefront, beating each other up.


    Ikumi''s twin tails and Milvar''s horns clashed violently, sparks flying as Lancelot smiled... watching how the growth of Ikumi had been so explosive, now she was able to fight evenly; no... she managed to surpass Milvar several times in the short fight, before finally hitting the oni with a sharp, super kick, knocking the giant-sized oni down for the count.


    ''I have a reliable family now... I no longer feel the battle to be hopeless...''


    Looking back at Rena, Morgana, Guinevere and Sumika... Lancelot felt a sense of support and confidence he never did before... to think he almost asked for help from Marianne le Fay... in his despair.


    However, now Lancelot felt confident... especially with the twins Lusia and Vellan...


    ''Let''s see how much they have grown since they left...''


    Smiling at Rena, he kissed her lips gently, surprising her as she blushed brightly, stomping her feet like a little girl... "Idiot... I came to help you... don''t flirt with me so much..." But her joy was obvious to all... before he took her left hand, taking the same ring design as Morgana, but the colour was purple, with a black gemstone... "This is my oath to you, Rena, from now on.


    We will be family."


    "Idiot... stop teasing me so much..." Rena muttered under her breath... her cheeks red before Lancelot turned to the twins Lusia and Vellan; they bowed respectfully, showing their loyalty. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Big Brother... we are ready to serve you faithfully..." They said in unison as Lancelot smiled and removed two rings from his pocket: red and gold, with a crimson ruby, and the other was white and blue, with a golden diamond.


    "These will be yours, depending on how you serve me in the future. I have always valued your work, even if it seemed I didn''t."


    Lancelot smiled one last before looking at the grand collection of troops inside Camelot City.


    The 10,000 of Rena were the most, but his forces numbered nearly 5000.


    "Let''s head north, as there is no time to waste. Please join me in battle, except Morgana, Sumika and Rena. Please stay and protect Camelot."

 Chapter 185: Chapter 26: The Great War Approaches.

    "Hmmmm~ so you want to leave me here all hot and alone, such a bad husband."


    Morgana smiled while rubbing her fingertips along Lancelot''s chest and kissing his cheek with a loud smack, leaving a red lip mark on him as she swayed her hips and vanished into the lounge.


    Sumika tried to do the same and kissed his other cheek with a pink colour on the left side before skipping away. "Hehe~ don''t fight too hard."


    The women who would be staying behind all left the room and headed towards the resting room while Lancelot and his royal guard, Milvar, looked different now. She wasn''t hiding in her beast armour with dark red skin and a single horn extending from the centre of her forehead.


    "I hope you don''t mind that I will join instead of my queen." Milvar gave a polite bow while gazing at Lancelot with a curious glance.


    "Why would I complain about such a lovely woman joining my side?" Lancelot smirked before walking past her and heading towards the teleports, ready to leave with the troops.


    Milvar smiled, revealing her sharp tusks, her large body following while watching the sway of Lancelot''s ass.


    The oni females were quite the perverted race, her smile shining brightly while chasing after Lancelot with Guinevere... thousands of troops lined up outside, ready to leave for the battlefield, while Rena, Morgana and Sumika on the balcony watched them all leave with a smile.


    "Darling... please win and come home safely." Morgana wished Lancelot as Sumika nodded, adding, "Hurry home with lots of treasure~ otherwise, I will be sad."


    Lancelot looked to the sky and took a deep breath, then entered the portal along with the troops, vanishing from Camelot... leaving Rena, Morgana and Sumika behind.


    "Girls, come on; let''s watch Lancelot crush his enemies... Milvar will protect him..." Rena chuckled as they watched Guinevere, the one girl and other troops leaving in order while a huge screen began to form on the wall in Morgana''s room.


    Suddenly, a beautiful city of ice and wonder appeared in their vision, and Morgana noticed a few familiar faces with Marimo, who was rushing here and there... Nuriel looked different as she helped the elves do various tasks.


    Morgana looked to the north with a gentle expression, stroking her stomach as she whispered, "Dear daughter, Mama misses Papa already... do you also miss him?"


    Her daughter kicked her stomach playfully as Rena laughed... patting Morgana''s shoulders. "Fufu, you are going to have a brat that loves Lancelot more than you, Morgana... that is adorable~ maybe I should give him a second child..."


    "You''ve barely been pregnant with that one..." The two women who could be called the queens of his women were both full of authority and power, but Rena just laughed with a brilliant smile and guffaw. "Oni pregnancies are far shorter... maybe because of our dangerous lives? Next month this little girl will be out and about, so this milf will be hungry to make another sibling for her to play with."


    Sumika looked shocked as Rena spoke so casually, making Morgana chuckle, which was rare... "You... will you not move your territory closer? I find speaking with you so amusing."


    "It won''t be long... Can''t you feel it from our husband''s changes? He will soon head to the west... I think his goal isn''t just some Demon Lord or King... he wants to become more... Standing at the top should be his goal, no?" The jovial Rena smirked, her sharp eyes narrowing as she revealed her hidden wits and judgment, while Morgana felt more and more like she had found another reliable sister.


    "Maybe~ fufu, I hope Lancelot will stay forever by our sides... but I am happy with whatever he chooses... although I want my daughter to have a good father..." Morgana stroked her stomach once more, smiling warmly as Sumika jumped onto the sofa, grabbing Rena''s massive breasts, which were so big it made her jealous.


    "Big Sister... how did your tits get so big?"


    With a modest laugh, Rena stroked the silky hair of the eastern kunoichi and leaned forward, whispering in her ear, "Lancelot sucked them good~ and filled my belly with his seed until I couldn''t even move."


    Sumika trembled in embarrassment, pouting and crossing her arms while Morgana and Rena exchanged glances and burst out laughing... watching Lancelot arrive in the snow elf kingdom...


    "He likes to show off when you''re not around, huh..." Rena muttered, elbowing her new friend.


    "Ah... but doesn''t he look so cute, in that black mantle and the tight undertunic that shows his abs... if I wasn''t pregnant, I''d teleport there and rape him for sure..."


    "Hahaha... maybe when we give birth, we should reverse rape him, then get pregnant with our second child together.


    Lancelot could never have known he had let two women who should not have met as allies meet... Now, his future would never be boring, but always on his toes as the two started to form a faction that both worshipped and desired to tease him with all their hearts.


    ****


    Arriving in the Snow Elf Kingdom, Lancelot was greeted by Maria and Marimo, who rushed towards him. Maria first hugged him tightly, kissing his lips gently as she stroked his cheeks. "I missed you so much..."


    "Master... you look so amazing..." Marimo added as she helped him affix his woollen cloak and dragonsteel armour. Lancelot smiled and kissed Maria''s lips softly, touching her stomach as ether flowed freely. "I missed you both too... Maria... Marimo...


    thank you for protecting our home so well. I promise I will take you both on holiday to relax when this is over."


    "Really!? Master... but Marimo only wants... a baby," Marimo said sweetly, while Maria nodded with red cheeks as if agreeing with him.


    ''All the women around me seem to want children... is it like some kind of domino effect because of the others?'' Lancelot wondered internally as Maria giggled and hugged him tightly, kissing his lips passionately before Marimo pulled him towards the castle, where Melodica and Nuriel waited...


    "Young man, you are late... what took you so long!?" Melodica shouted angrily, her face puffed out as if jealous, while Lancelot bowed politely and explained. "My apologies... I was enjoying the warmth of my wives..."


    "Hmph... why do you not give me some warmth..." she muttered, causing Lancelot to smirk at her, not realising he heard until seeing that face as she turned bright red. "Y-you... forget what I said!" Melodica turned away, flustered, while Lancelot chuckled and walked up the steps, entering the castle... Maria and Marimo holding his hands gently...


    As he entered the hall, he saw many snow elves practising magic and training with the fairies and frost hare maidens, preparing for the next battle, which would come soon... Lancelot sat on the throne, with Maria and Marimo sitting on his lap... Melodica fluttered her wings, hovering to his right as she glared at him, wanting to sit with them...


    "Snow Elves... Fairies and Frost Hares Maidens... I thank you for your support. I would have perished alone if it were not for your hard work. So allow me to reward you all for your hard work." The Lord''s speaker function sent Lancelot''s voice to the entire territory. Many busy women began to celebrate as suddenly, many leisure and enjoyment buildings began to sprout from the ground.


    He also began to expand the town''s size due to the incoming troops, enlarging the training field and moving various houses and small buildings, allowing for more space for soldiers to live... Lancelot also created various hot springs and bathhouses for the women to relax...


    Melodica and Maria smiled as they felt his ether fill them, rewarding the workers and fighters with a pleasant sensation...


    Marimo looked confused as she only got food... which was a little unfair... so she began to nip Lancelot''s ear gently while sucking his neck... only to realise that a strange black and silver ring with a royal sapphire appeared on her left-handed ring finger.


    "Well, prepare for something truly amazing, my lovely wives."


    Thud!


    A huge amount of Ether and magic began to swirl above the town, forming a small storm before hundreds....thousands... then over ten thousand troops appeared from the massive teleports in the centre of the town... loud boots stepping in unison, the loud singing and howls of the oni females...


    At first, the fairies and snow elves were scared, scurrying to the walls and hiding behind the winter theme buildings... until they saw Lancelot exit the castle with Maria, Marimo, Melodica and Nuriel... the royal guard marching with Milvar leading them as they formed a neat line in front of Lancelot. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "What a sight...."


    Before he said anything, the troops knelt and saluted to him... before singing, "Our King."


    Maria, Marimo and Melodica looked surprised as Lancelot stepped forward, with Milvar explaining, "Your majesty, we are your troops from the Oni Queen Rena... we are here to aid you in this war... led by me, Milvar of the Red Tribe, Commander of the Royal Guard."


    "Haha... beautiful Oni women are always welcomed... so many of you make my heart race in anticipation for a wonderful battle."


    Lancelot suddenly felt a tingle on the back of his neck the moment he spoke... over ten thousand eyes all suddenly looked at him with a terrifying light... It seemed complimenting them had made some kind of dangerous situation to his purity.


    ''Oni women are scary... But so hot...'' He pretended to be scared, but in truth, he felt aroused and excited at the challenge of defeating 10,000 horny oni women trying to ravish him.

 Chapter 186: Chapter 27: The Empire Of Death - The Red Oni

    The once serene and beautiful fairy kingdom was completely changed, the walls carrying countless fierce, muscular oni women armed in their black armour, heavy weapons, and crossbows beside them.


    Beside them stand the tall but dainty frost hares with powerful legs and beautiful upper bodies like models.


    As for the cute and petite snow elves, Sherwood archers and ice fairies, they were all hidden safely in well-guarded and covered towers of everfrost, able to shoot at will and avoid most external damage while the angels and succubi alternated aerial defence patrols. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Phew... Marimo, did your scouts say the enemy had already moved?" Lancelot asked, sitting at a long table with many of the commanders, captains, Maria and Melodica.


    They were eating a light meal as the scouts from several groups in a wide area confirmed several reports that the forces of the entire kingdom, now turned into disgusting and dreadful undead, finally approached.


    "Yes, Master! 10,000 knights are marching in the eastern plains, which seem to be detouring around to the eastern walls. We couldn''t get an accurate reading, but most of the forces were undead but seemed to retain most of their living minds and abilities."


    Marimo''s black hair fluttered across her face as she looked around and began handing out the magical crystals that contained the information for everyone to see.


    "Oh? A thousand archers, sneaky bastards." Milvar chuckled as she placed her red legs on the table and leaned back, checking the information.


    Lancelot didn''t mind how the Oni girls acted and let her actions go...


    ''I can see inside her skirt, though. Maybe I should make her wear pants next time.''


    Their culture was different, and she never spoke with disrespect. Even Maria and Melodica showed no dislike... It was cute how both Marimo and Ikumi lifted their legs to show off their thighs... seeming to think it was a competition to attract his gaze.


    "How about your reports, Lusia and Vellan?" The twin succubi heroes were scouting the central area with the flying succubi and should have managed to scout even further than the elves of Marimo.


    "Ahem... brother~ the troops in the central column were mostly soldiers with spears or basic archers with leather and poor armour, and as sister Marimo said, they were all undead and smelt nasty.


    "Numbers? Anything that looked dangerous?" Lancelot seemed impressed as they looked smarter and more mature since returning. Vellan was training the other succubi in close-quarters combat earlier and seemed to have started to shine.


    "Hmmm... Master, there were no significant threats, but the necromancers you spoke about seemed to be at the very back with the man who seemed to be a zombified king. Somehow, his aura was spread... like strands of string to all the zombies we saw with a strange dark mana."


    The more detailed answer came from Lusia, who seemed more suited to that kind of task, weaker in melee and combat compared to Vella, but she had truly developed her intel gathering and ability to sense and see mana and magic traces even without an eye like Lancelot''s divine eyes.


    "As for numbers, probably 20,000 at least... less than 3,000 of the poor grade archers."


    ''Much larger than the previous assault... good thing my lovely wives have loaned me some of their resources to improve this town''s defences... Rena, you were so helpful. I must make it up to you when I get back.''


    She had not heard from him in months, yet the moment he needed her aid, she came to him without any requests other than his affection, giving him over a thousand of each resource and lending him more than half of her total troops to fight off the enemy... of another of his women.


    Normal women could never compare to this kind, gentle and compassionate Oni.


    "Good work, both of you... so we are dealing with around 26,000 melee troops and 4000 archers? That seems like a tough battle... We will have to re-distribute the forces as the necromancers will need me, Milvar or you girls to deal with them."


    Lancelot hoped that the western flank, a bog and quagmire of horrid, slimy swamps before reaching the frozen lake, would have far fewer troops... Turning to Ikumi, who was the one who scouted the west, she was eating some of the snacks before tilting her head when I looked at her.


    "Mmmm darling, is something wrong?"


    "How was the West?" His voice was a little anxious, but only Milvar noticed; she could only smile because although she knew of his skill and prowess in battle, the depth he cared for troops was beyond even Rena, who held a funeral for them all.


    She closed her eyes and seemed to decide something while nodding when Ikumi finally started speaking after eating her food.


    "Mmmm, it was a bit quiet, but there were five weirds... ghost-like things that could see me from miles away and kept disappearing while pouring strange magic into the swamps... they seemed like necromancers you mentioned but were floating and ghosts."


    ''It''s a little strange... necromancers are usually still living, or only part ghoul or ghost never fully blown... are they some kind of phantom or a powerful enemy... I''ve never fought the undead in such a big manner... I pray they are not liches or high-tier ghosts...''


    He leaned forward, nodding to the bright-eyed Ikumi, not wishing to put her down as he placed both hands on his forehead, covering his face from the others seeming to be watching one of the image crystals... only Milvar and Nuriel could see the truth... while Marimo could just sense that Lancelot was feeling a sense of weight, or pressure.


    ''Is it enough... do I spend the resources to improve defence against missiles and ranged combat or magic damage? Will the oni warriors resist the necrotic and mental damage that necromancers specialise in?'' Lancelot thought deeply... knowing he couldn''t make mistakes now that he had so many people relying on him...


    "Brother, we are here for you..." Vellan and Lusia said in unison, sensing his mood as Milvar nodded, her strong oni arm patting his shoulder, which made Maria and Marimo nod; there was no jealousy, only the women wishing to support him. Lancelot stood up calmly, stroking their heads and kissing their cheeks one at a time as he stepped towards the exit.


    The woman stared at his back, worried as he looked so lonely and desolate from the back... with Milvar stepping forward, she was taller than the other women and imposing.


    "Leave him to me; I believe he worries about you so much that it''s become a limiting factor for him... I will help destroy that factor."


    ***


    Walking through the icy domain, Lancelot''s eyes were heavy and sad. He saw each fairy and snow elf, and a tightness in his chest followed, imagining them being shot to death by arrows, twisted and crushed by dark magic... or impaled on rusted swords as he increased the pace towards his private quarters.


    Passing the snow elf girls cleaning or helping decorate the streets and paths, Lancelot smiled gently, patting their heads as he walked... trying to hide his sorrowful face as they waved goodbye... unaware.


    ''If I lose... Then this place... those innocent smiles will disappear...''


    His room was cold, but he ignored it. He was only tossing some wood into the fireplace that crackled gently as he sat in the chair, placed his palms on the arms, and closed his eyes... Desperately trying to maintain his current sense of self...


    "I am their overlord... I must fight to keep them safe..."


    "You are the man they would happily die for. They are the ones that must protect you."


    A husky voice sounded, with the clang of ice and liquid as the heavy steps of someone approaching filled the halls after the doors slammed and locked with a loud click... suddenly the flames of the fire billowed and exploded, warming the room the intruder approaching with a sensual and loud snort.


    "Lancelot, why must you take everything on your shoulders? Especially when you have everything in the wrong order."


    Milvar''s sexy body, no longer wearing armour but a thin dress that barely covered her abs, chest and thighs, her red flesh jiggling as she sat opposite him, without care... pouring two drinks, half full and pushing one over to Lancelot.


    "Drink... it''s good stuff... Oni women brew alcohol far stronger than humans... this will make you feel better..." Her dark golden eyes gazed at Lancelot, making him sigh and drink it all at once, the burning sensation filling his throat before he coughed slightly...


    Milvar chuckled before pouring another glass and drank hers slowly, leaning forward so her cleavage fell free from the dress, almost falling out as she looked at Lancelot teasingly.


    "Rena didn''t send me here to fight and die but to fight and die to protect you. Do you understand the difference, My King?" Milvar smiled sexily as Lancelot shook his head... making her sigh... finishing her drink before standing and sitting on his lap, her red legs wrapping around his waist as her giant body pinned him in place...


    "You are meant to fight to survive, not protect others. If you fall, what happens to them? What happens to us, Oni women whom Rena entrusted you to? It was never your role or job to ensure nobody dies; that is the goal of the commander''s tacticians. You are the man who gives us the will to fight; he supports us when all is lost. You stand tall and give us a reason to fight."


    "The king is not a tool that should break for the loss of a single troop!"


    "But all the troops should die for the sake of a single king!"


    Milvar retorted Lancelot''s words as she kissed his lips gently, stroking his chest as she tried to calm him down... her soft skin pressing against his body as he became limp.


    "Lancelot, I know you wish to protect everyone... but instead, you should trust them to protect you. That is the duty of the troops. That is the honour we Oni women and those girls down there choose to die for."


    "We appreciate and love how much affection and love you give to care for each troop death! But that is NOT something that should hinder you from letting your wings soar!"


    Milvar finished her passionate speech as Lancelot sighed deeply... leaning forward into her bosom as she hugged him, stroking his head gently.


    "Why are Oni Women so annoying and unyielding..." Lancelot muttered, making Milvar chuckle and kiss his cheek.


    "Because we live faster and die faster... Lancelot, please entrust the troops to me and focus on fighting the enemies before you. You can blame any losses on me, beat me, fuck me, torture me, but please do not think of the troops when we fight. Think of winning the battle for them and you."


    "Can you promise me that Milvar? Are you strong enough to protect them...?" Lancelot looked into her eyes as she smiled brightly and nodded... pinching his nose.


    "Idiot, I''m the strongest Oni woman in Rena''s army; nothing can match me. If I can''t win, then you can punish me by fucking my ass raw."


    "Then... Mmmmph!?" Milvari''s lips tasted of liqueur and sweet saliva as their tongues entwined...


    "Rena promised to allow me to be conceived the next time I met you; now you have two promises to fulfil, My dear King Lancelot."

 Chapter 187: Chapter 28: The Empire Of Death - Two Hares *

    Lancelot''s hand stopped the passionate approach of Milvar, and his eyes seemed to have changed, no longer filled with doubt and lack of confidence.


    "I understand what Rena said and will consider your offer, but for me, there are women I am already making insecure by leaving with you now. Please understand, tonight there are two women I have already decided to spend it with."


    Milvar wasn''t upset because the gaze from his eyes that never left hers was only temporary rejection, and they had no disgust or dislike inside them.


    Lancelot was just that type of man, "Haha, I see you are you, and Rena is Rena. Understood? Let me show you with my skill and power and win your affection that way." Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Don''t think your words meant nothing. If not for you, I might have spent this night brooding over stupid things. I won''t forget, Milvar."


    Milvar''s tusks showed as she chuckled, her last sign of rebellion as she leaned forward and kissed his lips once again, the bitter taste of their drink once again swirling and sloshing around his mouth, the oni using her thick, powerful tongue to enjoy the entirety of his mouth kissing him forcefully.


    "Mmmm... delicious and filled with your thick ether. There is no way I can let such high-quality prey escape me forever. I will have you in my bed, Lancelot." Milvar groaned in his ear before slipping out of his arms and walking towards the exit with her hips swaying, causing him to smirk and lean back, enjoying the seductive sight.


    ''Ah... it seems I''ve caused her to become serious, how interesting.''


    Lancelot shrugged, looking at the door, then snapping his fingers.


    A flicker of flames.


    Suddenly, the room filled with beautiful blue flames lighting the many unlit candles, giving the room an ethereal and romantic air while he swiped across the air, forming a gust that cleaned the room of all scents, and opened the window slightly.


    ''Marimo, can you bring Ikumi and come to my room together?''


    [Yes, master]


    The reply was immediate as Lancelot smiled, removing his shirt and changing into something more appealing to them, a frilly white tunic with his chest on display, sitting against his chair while waiting...


    ''Marimo and Ikumi... I haven''t spent time with them lately... I hope they aren''t angry with me... Especially my snow bunny...I should spoil them a lot tonight.''


    His thoughts were interrupted by giggles as Marimo and Ikumi entered, smiling brightly as they rushed into the room. Two contrasting women had evolved once since meeting him... their former furry legs were now closer to humans apart from their rabbit-like feet and how muscular and flexible their legs were...


    Lancelot was fixated on their identical outfits in opposite colours... low-cut dresses with high-cut slits in their legs... revealing their thick thighs and sexy stockings; Marimo wore white thigh-high stockings, while Ikumi wore black stockings... her floppy ears showing how embarrassed she was with her cute red face.


    Marimo hugged her back, with red lipstick and a sexy aura, her hair now wavy and brushed back, revealing her alluring green eyes, while Ikumi had her hair tied in a half braid, with a cute ribbon keeping it in place, her eyes shy and filled with lust as Lancelot beckoned them over, hugging them tightly, smelling their scents as they nuzzled against his chest.


    "Master~ We missed you!" Marimo grinned brightly, her hands caressing his chest before Ikumi slapped her hand away... pouting angrily...


    "Darling has just been busy... right, hehe?" Her lovely gaze caused Lancelot to feel shame for not giving these two the attention they deserved; hugging them both tightly, "I''m sorry, girls, I left you alone for too long."


    Marimo giggled while Ikumi blushed, burying her face into his neck, rubbing her nose against him, sniffing his seductive aroma as Lancelot smirked... lifting her chin gently and kissing her lips, savouring her sweetness as her eyes widened in surprise before she moaned submissively, her body shivering filled with delight at finally being kissed by her beloved master.


    "Master~ Me too~" Marimo teased, nibbling his earlobe as he turned and kissed her soft red lips, a more mature and thick kiss compared to Ikumi''s innocence and gentleness as Marimo moaned excitedly, her breasts pressed against his chest as Lancelot enjoyed the twin beauties... sighing deeply.


    ''This feeling is wonderful... it''s like coming home to your lovers after a hard day''s work... I forgot how addictive this was...''


    His thoughts made him realise how foolish he was thinking about dying when these two waited for him every day, not just these two but more... Morgana, Guinevere, Tiamat, Tyr... so many women that would gladly comfort him.


    ''No wonder Milvar was so annoyed with my pessimism,'' Lancelot thought. Ikumi embraced him, lifting her body and carrying her like a princess as he walked towards the bed. Marimo skipped beside him, holding his hand, and he chuckled at her immature demeanour.


    ''Tonight... I''ll forget about the future and enjoy the present.''


    Gently, he placed Ikumi in the centre of the bed while turning to face Marimo, her large breasts swaying in the blue light after she began to lower her dress, a seductive smile on her lips as Lancelot smirked, reaching out and squeezing her soft tits, causing Marimo to moan sweetly, her hips swaying side-to-side in a teasing manner.


    "Master~" Ikumi whined, pouting with jealousy, "Why are you focused on her?"


    Lancelot chuckled, lifting her dress and placing his lips on her nipples, his tongue flicking her nub, causing her to squeal, her thighs quivering as he pulled away with a wet string of saliva, "be patient; I will make sure you both feel good."


    Ikumi blushed, whimpering as Marimo smirked, enjoying her master''s touch and attention, gasping when he grabbed her dress and pulled, her breasts bouncing as Lancelot leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking eagerly, his tongue swirling around her large pink nipples, causing her to groan wildly, his other hand squeezing her other thick thigh, slipping along the muscular and tight feeling.


    Lancelot lifted the naked Marimo and lay her beside Ikumi, her breasts fuller and huge compared to Ikumi... but the sensual thighs and cute ass of Ikumi were sexier than Marimo... a picture of two hares...


    their small bushy tails entering his sight as he lifted both girls hips, with his right-hand siding along the smooth and squishy flesh of Marimo, then left enjoying the sleek, muscular and firm mound of Ikumi.


    "Nnn... master~ Ikumi likes it when you play with her crotch," Ikumi whispered, spreading her legs, revealing the pink slit of her pussy, with Marimo following her action, her pussy dripping with thicker and more sticky nectar as her warm entrance seemed to suck his finger inside, clenching and squeezing around them, making Lancelot smile.


    "Then, let''s see who enjoys my little massage more," his fingers began rubbing their pussies, causing the rabbit girls to moan as he inserted his digits into their tight slits, his thumb rubbing their clitoris... Ikumi was more sensitive to her small bud being teased as she began to rock her hips and grind against his soft finger covered in love juices circling her clit.


    Marimo''s moans were louder as she humped her hips against his finger, fucking herself eagerly while Lancelot flicked her large clit, causing her to moan and gasp, her eyes glazing with pleasure, "Master, your fingers are the best! Haaahh!"


    Ikumi wanted to deny her sister''s words but couldn''t as her master''s thick fingers rubbed her insides, spreading her open and toying with her insides while his thumb caused her mind to turn blank... she felt ashamed, but her body was already trembling... he knew where her g-spot and pussy felt the best... She closed her eyes, trying to hide her loud, high-pitched moans, but failed.


    "Aaaaahh~ Masteerrr~ Nnnggghh!" Ikumi whimpered, her body spasming, spraying her juices onto Lancelot''s hand as Marimo laughed victoriously, panting wildly, her pussy cumming against his fingers while her eyes rolled back, desperately biting down s if to resist her orgasm, despite her insides convulsing the warm, sticky folds almost tearing off Lancelot''s fingers, with her body trembling.


    Yet he didn''t stop because Marimo was still slowly burning; unlike the intense climaxes of Ikumi, her warm and churning insides slowly squelched and pressed against his fingers as if welcoming him deeper.


    A kind and soft pussy filled with hot, sticky juices spreading around his fingers to make a loud squelch each time he teased the roof of her tunnel, enjoying the sight of the erotic mother-type groan and holding onto the bed with a red face... calling his name.


    "...Hmmm Lancelot... your fingers....haa..... have gotten better... Nnnnm."


    He began to twist his wrist as his fingers pressed and teased her faster, the tingling in her legs and her trembling thighs gradually getting worse until she let out a loud gasp, throwing her head back against the pillow, as a thick spurt of her juices sprayed Lancelot''s face as she struggled to speak normal words...


    His fingers slowly and delicately caressed her insides as her convulsions spread to her stomach, arms and insides. She gasped as her eyes closed tightly.


    "Haa..... Ugh.....La.....Mmmnph..... don''t stop... Hmmmm!!!


    Ikumi whimpered, lying on the bed and recovering, watching her older sister experience a drawn-out, slow yet powerful orgasm as her face twisted in pleasure, her eyes glazed, and her lips quivered as Lancelot removed his soaked fingers and licked them, tasting their addictive flavours, smirking as the two recovered...


    His gaze focused on their large, elastic and plump, soft buttocks.


    "So... who wants to ride this first?" He chuckled, showing his erect member to the pair and enjoying their eyes recovering instantly.

 Chapter 188: Chapter 29: The Hares Mount **

    Ikumi didn''t speak or answer. Grabbing his wrist, she pulled him onto the bed, bouncing as he looked at her, twisting around him.


    Instead, her seductive body climbed over his and turned away, revealing her pale white buttocks, both hands pulling apart her soft cheeks to reveal her sticky entrance and puffy mount from behind.


    ''Erotic... I can see her little asshole and soaked cunt from behind!''


    Lancelot tried to move and reach out but was stopped by the soft hands of Marimo, who placed her thighs on either side of his face, her warm and sweet-scented pussy just above his lips, as she gazed down at him with an affectionate look.


    "Wow...!?" He gasped, feeling the hot and sticky insides of Ikumi wrapping around his erect member.


    Her walls were filled with soft, silky bumps that squished around his glans, increasing the pressure of the hot love juices around his cock, squelching as she began to slowly gyrate her hips, pushing herself onto his long shaft until her warm buttocks slapped his pelvis.


    "Master, please lick my pussy." Marimo''s soft petals were drooling with a thick thread of her honey as she grasped her tits and began to tease her nipples, calling Lancelot''s name under her breath while pushing her hips against his nose and chin.


    "Fuck... so tight."


    "Haa.... darling~ your cock is buried into my womb, hehe." Ikumi''s hot insides squeezed him tight, wringing his stiff rod as if to tenderise it with her hot churning honey.


    "Nnnn.... don''t forget me."


    Marimo''s warm petals folded back as her smooth slit began to smear her slimy juices along his face before she grasped his head and began to fuck his face the moment his tongue flicked along her slit, teasing her erect clit.


    "Mmm yeah~ Master... your tongue is so thick and long. Please make me cum again."


    Her hips bounced up and down while Lancelot grasped Ikumi''s hips, thrusting into her slippery insides, spreading her open, his long, thick cock pushing against her womb and g spot as her knees trembled and shook, her little asshole tightening to make her insides tighter to make him gasp in pleasure.


    "Hmmmm! Darling, your cock is slamming into me ~ Nnngh!" Ikumi moaned, grasping the bed.


    She leaned above his dick to avoid him toying with her womb, moving her hips rapidly with a shallow penetration as his wide glans pleasure her shallow entrance, causing his curved tip to kiss her g-spot even easier.


    Her vision flashed white, her thighs trembling as she began gasping like a bitch.


    "Haa...hmmm.... it''s so good... Your cock is toying with my pussy... Ikumi is going to cum!"


    "Nnnn, don''t focus on her young cunt... pleasure Mommy''s pussy with your tongue Master!"


    Marimo demanded, gasping and groaning as she held Lancelot''s face, her large tits dangling in his vision while her wet, hot, and slimy entrance squelched and smacked his chin, her scent and taste driving him crazy as his tongue entered her quivering, silky depths, her thighs and buttocks squeezing his face, the soft plump skin muffling his voice as she increased the pace of her grinding hips.


    "Ahhh.... Masteer~ Ikumi is cumming, Cummminnnghhh!"


    His balls tightened as he felt the tight insides of Ikumi spasming, her juices spraying around his thick, hard member and dripping along his thigh, causing her to whine and cry out, her face twisted in pleasure.


    "Not fair."


    Marimo pouted, pulling Lancelot''s mouth from her pussy, a string of her love juices connecting them.


    "You made Ikumi feel too good."


    "Hmmmm... Master''s cock is the best."


    Ikumi lay beside him, her face flushed and her eyes glazed, enjoying his hand gently rubbing her pussy, as she let the waves of pleasure flood her body and closed her eyes.


    "It''s my turn now~ get ready, Lancelot. Mommy is going to fuck you silly." Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You love talking big, Marimo. My cock is going to destroy you again."


    "Heh, sure." Her lips curved into a smile as she lifted her hips, not even looking before her huge ass slapped down, swallowing his cock in one movement, his thick glans penetrating straight into her womb; closing her eyes, she leaned back with a whimper.


    "Ahh... I wanted this cock so bad!"


    Her hips began to bounce up and down, shaking and jiggling while Lancelot grasped her breasts, pulling and teasing her nipples, enjoying the feeling of her heavy, dropping tits that jiggled each time her fleshy ass slapped against his thighs with a loud, stick clap as she slammed down and gyrated her hips.


    Marimo moaned while enjoying his warm tip, kissing her womb, her inner walls clenching his shaft.


    "Your cock is throbbing from my pussy, master. Are you going to spurt in your mother''s pussy?"


    "Who is the one cumming? Your insides are convulsing and trembling each time my cock slides in and out of your tight, slimy cunt."


    Lancelot whispered, kissing her ears while his hands played with her huge tits, causing Marimo to nod, smiling as her huge ass bounced. Her eyes closed tight as her legs trembled, slapping down faster, galloping like a horse as her ass jiggled and wobbled from the force of his hips lifting to meet her.


    "Hmmm... fucker.... your cock is just too naughty... teasing my g-spot and womb...!"


    Her pussy dripped her hot love juices down their connection, smearing his shaft, making it gooey and slimy, pooling along his stomach, with her stomach twisting and her vision flashing white as she groaned, unable to stop her insides tightening and more honey bubbling from her entrance as she denied reaching climax... the pleasure she wanted to drown in it!


    "Heh... little hare, you just came. Your little pussy is sucking on my cock like a desperate bitch seeking my seed."


    "Nnnn....no....I.....Never...!!! Haa.....stop... it''s sensitive... Mmmm!"


    Marimo whined, her insides spasming as her eyes rolled back, unable to resist Lancelot''s cock toying with her insides, making her feel waves of pleasure only amplified by his hands playing with her huge, elastic breasts, pulling on her nipples until swollen, now tingling as he squeezed them, enjoying the erotic feeling.


    "Masteeeerrrrr~ It''s good....I can''t hold back!" Marimo''s iron will seemed to have broken down as she switched to her submissive state.


    "Please cum in my pussy... I need your cock!"


    "Heh, why is your pussy getting tighter all of a sudden!?" Lancelot groaned, unable to resist the soft, creamy, and squishy folds massaging his glans.


    "Master''s cock is the best. My pussy can''t help but suck and swallow his cock eagerly, desperate for his sticky, hot juices that will fill my womb and make me a mother!"


    Marimo''s lewd and submissive words caused his cock to throb, her insides trembling as she smiled.


    "Master is going to cum because of Mommy''s lewd words, hehe."


    Lancelot held her hips, stopping her movements; the sight of her huge, bouncing, and plump buttocks had already caused him to tremble, his cock throbbing inside her tight, silky, and hot folds, pressing against her womb.


    "Mommy is going to breed your cock, Lancelot. Let my pussy squeeze every drop of cum and have your babies."


    "Ugh... Shut up, hare!"


    "Nnnn. Make mommy''s pussy cum... cum together with Mommy." Marimo''s mind had already broken. She only desired his hot, sticky baby batter and his cock.


    "Fine...." Lancelot groaned, lifting her hips, slamming her down against his member and pulling her soft ass cheeks apart, her anus tightening, causing her to whine as her huge and soft buttocks bounced, making a loud, sticking, and clapping sound that filled the room.


    "I''m cumming." Lancelot groaned, unable to control the building heat in his loins, his member throbbing and her insides milking his cock, her soft, wet and silky folds spasming and wringing his cock, the walls pressing against him as her insides grew hotter and hotter, her moans growing louder and higher-pitched.


    "Cumming.... Nnn Hhh!!" Marimo moaned, her eyes rolling back, her mind blank as her legs trembled and her feet curled, the pleasure flooding her body and filling her brain with warmth.


    His cock seemed to burst inside her womb as the first jet of his hot, thick, and sticky sperm spurted against her soft walls, painting her insides white with his thick semen, her stomach churning and twisting, unable to stop herself cumming, and insides milking his cock as he groaned, unable to escape the erotic and tight folds, her pussy greedily and desperately sucking every drop of his seed into her womb.


    "Mommy is getting pregnant for sure. Hehe."


    Marimo giggled, her tongue licking her lips, her insides clinging to his cock, not letting his long, thick member pull out, the small bumps on the insides of her pussy now swollen as if to lock the male in place the moment he began to orgasm... he could only shudder, as he continued spurting shots as if broken.


    "Nnnnph~ more hot seed... such a bad boy."


    Marimo licked her lips, enjoying the feeling of his seed flooding her fertile womb, his long, hard, and thick member pressed against the roof of her insides, now coated white as her convulsing tunnel churned and twisted, welcoming each new load of sperm.


    "I will have many children."


    Marimo sighed, lying against his chest, Lancelot''s thick cock still buried deep into her pussy as the pair relaxed...


    "You can have whatever you want; I love you."


    "Nnn~ me too Lancelot."


    It wouldn''t be long before Ikumi recovered... and then the night would continue, as the average mating session for a fros hare was seven hours.


    Yet Lancelot felt refreshed, and his bond with Ikumi and Marimo suddenly improved greatly.

 Chapter 189: Chapter 30: Night Attack?

    As the trio rested together, a sudden loud ringing, like the warning bells of attack, jangled through the town.


    Amid the gloomy morning, when all were asleep soundly as the morning dew covered the icy blue grass, the enemy chose to attack.


    "Wake up!"


    "Hurry to the walls!"


    Countless soft voices of the fairies and snow elves chanted while Lancelot was still holding the soft body of Ikumi, her arms wrapped around his back as they wrestled against the shower walls, almost breaking the stone walls with each thrust.


    "Mmmm...Ahh....Lancelot~ More...!"


    ''There seems to be a loud sound outside...'' He thought, speeding up his hips and bringing their morning dance to a hasty end.


    The lovely cries of the white hare echoed louder than the fairies outside singing of intruders, with many who passed his room blushed and shy as Milvar took the lead and readied the walls for battle.


    Marimo shook her head as she dried her hair, tying it into tight buns, having finished half an hour earlier with her clean fur and smooth skin, wearing a black combat outfit made from monster hide and leather able to withstand monsters below 200 strength.


    "Those two... Master, you make me jealous of Ikumi..." Marimo pouted, watching Lancelot leave the shower with a proud face as his naked body dripped on the floor before a black flame fluttered around his body.


    "It seems we''re under attack... It''s a shame; I wanted more fun with you both."


    "Hmph... Master, it hurts. Maybe tomorrow..." Marimo blushed. Her walking was fine, but her feet were slightly swollen and sore from the intense night. After a long silence, she kissed his cheek and dashed out first, leaving Lancelot alone.


    "Seems like I overdid it..."


    As if to confirm his words, Ikumi''s pale body, trembling and limping towards the room dripping wet, as she looked at him with dreamy eyes as if eager to jump on him for another round, instead with a pout began to wear her tight black bodysuit, then the leather and hide armour in silver and white which all her unit wore.


    "Darling, I wish we could have kept going for another three or four shots. My insides are still full of your hot milk, hehe. I can feel it inside me," Ikumi smirked, kissing his lips and swaying out of the room, with Lancelot following behind.


    The cold wind and bright sunlight hit Lancelot''s face, and his pupils shrank from the sudden dull sunlight after the night.


    "How many have attacked?"


    He asked a nearby fairy; they could instantly transfer information between those of the same race, as the cute green-haired fairy with wavy hair answered him.


    "The east flank knights and west flank monsters have attacked under nightfall and taken the guard posts outside the walls."


    "Did the traps activate?"


    Lancelot frowned, arriving at the wall where the troops were already gathered, with his units standing ready, including Milvar, Marimo, Guinevere and the twin succubi. Before they headed to each wall, it seemed Milvar wanted to have a battle conference and began to split different troops to face the enemies at hand.


    "I believe we should have the succubi mostly formed on the western walls against those strange ghosts, as our magic, which deals soul damage, is more effective on monsters like that," Lusia smiled.


    She wore black glasses and a robe that covered her lewd succubus raiment.


    Milvar nodded, standing on the tower of the walls and gazing towards the North gate as a large male twisted into an abomination and stood in a line of monsters. The knights, dressed in black armour, held a large war-axe.


    "The central flank is yet to make a move, so we will keep the brunt of the oni here, sending five thousand to the eastern gate with several of the frost hares and snow elves. Faries will be equally dispatched along all three gates with two dedicated in each group to communications."


    "What about us?" Lancelot asked, unsure what role his team would play.


    Milvar looked towards Lancelot, "We will form the reserve group and dispatch them to where the battle seems most strenuous."


    "Understood." Lancelot nodded.


    "Good, you will also join the western front; we seem to be missing a white rabbit... whose pleasant moans and howls filled the night... Where is your little Ikumi?" Milvar smirked, causing Lancelot to avert his gaze.


    "She will soon arrive. "


    "I hope so, or we must replace her with another frost hare." Marimo clenched her hands, staring at the enemy with an angry look.


    The twin succubi, Guinevere and Lancelot, exchanged looks before they were split apart, with Ikumi and Marimo on the eastern wall, Milvar and Guinevere on the north wall, while the twin succubi and Lancelot would take the west gate, with Lancelot being a flexible unit.


    ''I will let Milvar and the girls take command this time; sometimes, I can just focus on battle.''


    "Enemies approaching the wall, brace the gates and prepare for battle!" A soft, cute voice rang across the entire wall, with Lancelot looking around; it was the cute elf girl, Snow Elf, with short purple hair and a short white dress.


    "Impressive voice." He whispered, staring at the purple-haired Snow Elf, her ears twitching and cheeks flushed as if his compliment made her nervous.


    His body rushed to the western wall; seeing the north gate was fine, Ikumi passed him by while holding a huge axe and leapt onto the wall as she finally showed up with over fifty other hares in the same armour as she did.


    ''At least she made it in the end.'' Lancelot sighed with relief before turning his attention to the western wall, hearing the loud banging and crashing against the wooden gates.


    "They are coming!"


    "Brace the gate!"


    The fairies cried out, floating above the wall, wearing pink and white robes while holding small staffs that glowed brightly in the early morning as a shield appeared above the wall and gate, blocking the attacks of the monsters, which consisted of strange twisted undead monsters that were a strange humanoid shape... Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    created with several human corpses mushed together and several floating wraiths watching the combat from a safe distance.


    ''Undead... Soul damage works well here.''


    Lancelot grinned, holding his elbow with his right arm, magic starting to build up inside his left arm, glowing with a dark flame before firing towards the mutant abominations; as his sides, all the succubi did the same motion but with both hands, while flying in the air, black flames pouring from their palms like water.


    Bang!!


    Each black flame crashed into the monsters, piercing the shields and hitting their weak bodies, exploding on impact as they flew back, groaning as their flesh melted and souls were damaged. The undead didn''t show pain before fading away into nothingness as another wave approached, seemingly endless.


    "Why does it always come down to a war of attrition with the damn undead?" Lancelot sighed, casting another fireball and looking focused even as it exploded on impact.


    "Careful, the wraiths cast a dark barrage of necromancer magic!" Lusia warned, pointing to the wraith commanders in black robes, holding a large scythe and casting a strange black magic circle in the sky.


    ''Dark barrage... huh... I haven''t seen that spell.'' Lancelot grasped the handle of Caladbolg, gently stroking the black leather as it was comfortable.


    ''Help me absorb their power, Kara!''


    ¡ªYes, yes, lover boy~ having sex all night, now you want me to fight without my beauty sleep!


    Caladbolg seemed to resonate as dark magic circles appeared behind Lancelot. Kara appeared behind him in her transparent form, her white hair covering her face. She cast the defensive barrier spell, absorbing the wraith''s attack.


    BOOM!!!


    Black beams fell from the sky, crashing into the barriers, causing them to tremble as Kara struggled to maintain the defence, gritting her teeth and concentrating until the barrage ended.


    ''That spell packs quite a punch,'' Lancelot sighed, raising Caladbolg in the air. He then rushed forward, using a dash, and appeared before a wraith captain. He swung down with his sword and cut its scythe in half.


    Kara giggled, floating behind him as she used shadow strike to attack with the same attack with a mirage of Caladbolg disappearing and reappearing behind the wraith as it faded away, dying instantly while Lancelot faced the next wraith with a smirk, his brow a little wet from the sheer volume of dark magic in that volley...


    ''Kara return to the sword... let''s fight together.''


    ¡ªOkie~


    Lancelot swung Caladbolg, launching several shadow strikes as Kara appeared behind each wraith, attacking them from behind as they turned into smoke, unable to defend against her mirages. With his overwhelming strength and mana capacity, the battlefield seemed easy for him.


    But then, a heavy atmosphere filled the western flank as five powerful wraith-like creatures flew close at high speed like arrows from a bow.


    The moment they appeared, a barrage of dark energy collided with various parts of the wall, damaging and injuring several of the succubi before Lancelot could even activate the ability of Caladbolg.


    "So here are the real players... damn."

 Chapter 190: Chapter 31 - Wraith Lords Assault

    ? Lancelot POV


    The walls shook, causing many troops to become unbalanced, almost falling to stray shots, but the main issue was the undead troops had gained momentum and time to slowly push their ramming tools and siege ladders close to the wall as they began to swing up faster than they were knocked down.


    "Lusia! Vellan! Get the Succubi to focus on the undead, slow their ascent up the walls!"


    Lancelot''s voice covered the entire western wall as he flickered with flames; like a burning furnace, countless fireballs began to form around his body.


    Each ball around the size of a basketball shot with a loud booming crack followed by a heavy aftershock that vibrated the air, almost deafening the sensitive ears of many troops.


    The blast from his fireballs raining down on the wraiths caused them to burn into cinders within seconds, but the moment he killed one, two appeared, and then two became four...


    ''They are increasing in number!?''


    "Fuck!"


    Holding both hands out, he felt a tense pull from within as he began to continuously cast fireballs, the balls causing a huge torrent of flames to fill the skies.


    Like the heavens opening, Lancelot continued this non-stop barrage as the Succubi under his command screeched loudly as the fire he fired created a safe perimeter above their side of the wall.


    ''Why is everything so hard!?''


    Tearing his eyes away from the spectacle for just a second, Lancelot was alarmed at the undead army still climbing, some even making it near the top.


    "Haa...ha...."


    After lowering his arms, Lancelot''s pupils widened as he became confused... The sky was now filled with hundreds of wraiths...


    They all began to pulsate with heavy magic waves, pointing their fingers down... a barrage of shadow beams shot towards him.


    This wasn''t logical!


    There was no logic!


    What would happen if every Wraith around the fortress directed their ranged attack straight at him? Would it cause him harm?!


    "SHIT!!!"


    His doubts were answered. Lancelot hurriedly pulled Caladbolg from his back and sliced the sky.


    A huge black arc tore apart the skies, devouring all the beams.


    Her beautiful black blade and red gems had absorbed the beams easily, but the increase in wraiths had Lancelot stumped as he fled back and stood in line with the succubi, taking a breather.


    "Succubi, switch to attacking only; I will defend you with the frost hares and elves!"


    "Lusia, do you have any idea what''s going on?"


    Lancelot switched to a supportive role to recover his ether at his wit''s end.


    ***


    ? Ikumi POV


    Meanwhile, on the eastern front.


    Ikumi''s body, like a raging storm, was spiralling in the air, her sharp heels crushing the heads of more than ten zombies with her brutal Frost Hare martial arts, twisting her hips to increase her speed.


    She finished her attack and landed with a thud in the centre of the frozen wasteland.


    Without a break, her left hand swiped across the sky, creating seven ice lances that tore through the sky with loud howls, penetrating the heads of another set of undead, her special units copying her as hundreds of sharp lances penetrated the undead knight''s lines.


    "Pull back, Ice Balls!" Ikumi Cried out as her right hand pointed forward, glowing with a blue swirl as she snapped her fingertips.


    The next moment, led by her basketball-sized Ice Ball, hundreds of slightly smaller ones followed before slowly arcing into the back line of the enemy forces...


    A moment later, sounds of explosions followed by thousands of sharp ice spikes shot from the exploded balls.


    ''Hmm... This should kill the slower forces. While the stronger ones would be busy running my way,'' Ikumi thought.


    She was not disheartened or weary that her constant fighting was tiring her soldiers or herself. Instead, Ikumi held her palm face-up.


    "Back to the wall."


    Before her mana stores could get low, Ikumi stopped her offensive and used teleportation skills to move herself and her troops back to the wall. The distance was quite high, leading to several teleports. Now, with a slight exhaustion, she took a hiatus.


    "Haa...Ha.....Haa... Marimo, buy me some time."Ikumi''s voice was seductive and mature, unlike her high-pitched cute voice during normal times.


    "No problem, Captain." Marimo''s gentle voice sounded as the five thousand Oni troops and just under a thousand frost hares stood firm with their shield wall and spears ready for the enemy.


    "Archers, crush their backline, aim for their head or use arcane magic with your archery to kill them!"


    Marimo stepped onto the wall, her head only just matching the seasoned Oni troops, but they didn''t look down on her, as she was flowing with a fierce and commanding aura, much like their second in command, Milvar.


    Short and feisty.


    ****


    The battle of the eastern wall was one-sided. The magical arrows of the elves easily devoured the undead weak archer units that could barely reach the top of the walls...


    Suddenly, Ikumi, who had joined the melee again, felt danger as her eyes widened.


    A short blonde woman who wasn''t very decayed shot across her chest and slashed her shoulder and neck, almost decapitating Ikumi.


    Ikumi was shocked at how fast she could move, watching the female assassin''s deadly assault, dodging and rolling from the flurry of slashes until an opening formed as she pushed off the ground with both legs, her tight muscles expanding and bulging with veins.


    Then she shot out, like a snake striking a mouse, her legs and body swinging slightly as both her feet smashed into the female assassin with a Tomahawk dropkick.


    "Haa...haa..... What the!?"


    Although the knight was sent flying through the air, rolling in the dirt and rocks several times, the next moment, the sky was filled with a rain of undead arrows that cascaded down towards Ikumi, who could only watch with narrowed eyes and dilated pupils.


    ***


    ? Lancelot POV


    Lancelot managed to calm himself, watching the sky filled with nearly a thousand wraiths, but his bare body could take their bolts...


    He had a hunch but didn''t want to act on it without a confident mind.


    "Brother! The bad guy''s beams only sting a little now; earlier, it hurt so bad I almost cried!" Vellan complained as she landed beside him, her sexy blue breast pressed against his arm as she used him to recover.


    "Nnn... I am sore, sorry, brother."


    There was no doubt in his heart as her skin was covered in spell burns from the wraiths and several bloody sword wounds that were healing at a slow rate.


    "Succubi!"


    His loud shout caused every succubus to pull back, staring at him before lowering around him on their knee.


    "Master!"


    "Lord!"


    "Our King!"


    "What orders!?"


    He looked at the beautiful woman, slowly stepping forward as once again a beautiful swirl of shadow magic wrapped around his body; the first time he tried to match their spell... but being an incubus, it worked!


    "All of you begin casting your spells, but hold it! Only release when I give the signal!"


    Looking up to the Wraiths, who didn''t dare to descend into his area, his white hair fell, covering his eyes.


    "Prepare yourself, girls..." Lancelot spoke softly.


    Then, his entire body was enveloped, not in flame or a hurricane of fire or water.


    No.... Lancelot was enveloped within a tornado of darkness, his smile filled with excitement...


    Following him, every succubus performed the same; some were a little smaller or more vibrant others nearly collapsed from the huge drain of Ether only to feel their body filled with excess Ether from Lancelot as he began to act as a battery for those too weak.


    "Snow Elves, Frost Hares. Protect the succubi!" Lancelot Cried, with a grim determination lining his words.


    Closing his eyes, he felt the buildup of magic finally reaching a territorial level of spell.


    "RELEASE THE DARK WAVE!"


    The moment Lancelot released the command, an ear-tearing, world-shaking boom caused every Undead, living being, and monster to look their way for miles!


    Which was followed by the sight of many small, extremely weak Dark Tornadoes, with three succubus forming a single mini-dark twister.


    "Wait.... That''s it!? Are we not supposed to win now!?"Vellan felt downcast and confused, the few Succubus elders feeling the same.


    Until all five hundred succubus released their spells, forming a dark tsunami of tornadoes that shot towards the sky like a black tide of death and destruction, most dropped to their knees and breathed heavily before the sky was rendered open.


    This was far more potent than Lancelot''s use of Shadow Wave, forming not 72 Twisters but thousands as their tornadoes rushed into the Wraiths, their spell transforming into a rain of pure Dark Spears, exploding out, killing thousands, sending the remainder fleeing for their lives or falling lifeless from the sky in flames, or destroyed bones.


    "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAWAWAWAWAWA!!!"


    In a wail, a foreboding sound of a human-like scream sounded... as a single figure began to walk through the dark mist that began to clear.


    And there, the former human lord who became a wraith hovered before them in his regal attire, wearing a broken crown.


    "Well done, a knight named Lancelot. Now enjoy a taste of my true power."


    Dark magic begins to surge around his fingertip briefly before a sudden blast of eldritch energy shoots towards Lancelot.


    He lifted his sword, Caladbolg!


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    Caladbolg screamed out; before Lancelot could react, a lovely blue body blocked his view, as the black and green beam of energy that made the very air crackle with death shot through her body... the blue succubus Vellan blocked the attack with her body and flung off the wall...


    "Ah.... my sneak attack failed....but it killed one of your little sluts, haha."


    "Sluts...? These women are my beloved Concubines!"


    He had made this promise to Morgana that the succubi that were born would help them survive with his ether and accepted many of them into his harem before knowing it.


    Thus, these 500 succubi were special, and that insult blew his cool.


    Stepping forward, his hand gripped Kara tighter, wanting to crush the Wraith Lord more than ever.


    This had become more than a battle for defence; to Lancelot, it was now a battle of annihilation.


    ''Caladbolg, we''re going to hunt some ghouls.''


    ¡ªYes! My Master!


    Splitting Caladbolg into dual blades and expanding his wings with a powerful flap of his six wings, he shot into the sky faster than the eldritch bolt, with his body becoming more demonic with each yard travelled as he called out to his troops.


    "Leave None Alive!"


    The moment his words sounded... It was like every Succubus and Frost Hare went berserk... ripping and tearing apart the corpses on the wall, diving down to slaughter them in a brutal rage of anger and passion.


    All to serve their king.

 Chapter 191: Chapter 32: The Final Puzzle Piece Slots Into Place

    In Lancelot''s head, the act of war must have been glorified as he rushed through this dirty battlefield where rotten blood, putrid flesh and guts were flying around, his blades tearing enemies into cloudy black paste while chasing down the Wraith Lord in the sky.


    While protecting the wall was easy enough, and defending the western walls was easy.


    As soon as the battle turned towards offence, everything changed drastically.


    The troops were locked in a brutal and unforgiving melee where, despite crushing the undead, they would slowly amass wounds that increased with every few battles as the seemingly infinite undead assaulted them.


    "Damn coward!" Lancelot''s body spiralled through the sky, his body like a spinning top, with both blades tearing the necks of more than a dozen zombies as, once again, the Wraith Lord''s body turned ethereal and flew away from combat.


    "Is this all you have, Lancelot of Camelot? Do you know the benefits of being undead?" The Wrath Lord chuckled before his body vanished; the next moment, a huge black scythe sliced through the area before Lancelot, forcing him to block with both blades of Caladbolg in a cross, sparks and black corruption spraying over his body.


    Then, a voice from behind him, despite blocking the scythe, the lord was invisible, "We have limitless stamina, but the living tire!"


    ''He''s toying with me!''


    "SHIELDS!!!! FOR THE ASSAULT ON YOUR RIGHT!"


    Lancelot''s thought process was disturbed the moment an elder Frost Hare sounded, a wall of shields and frost hares fighting back, struggling as a unit was being pushed hard by a large regiment of Skeleton Knights with higher weapons and battle skills.


    ''How long has it been?'' Lancelot watched from the corner of his eye as two Frost Hares were cut across their chests before being kicked off the wall... his heart thumping as the Scythe sliced through him in the same location... dropping his guard as if to punish himself.


    "Ah... I see, but you aren''t the only one with stamina close to endless..."


    Like in the past, he didn''t want to use this form. Rather, he knew if he used this form here and now, that was it forever... he would never be able to return... the balance in his bloodlines would be broken, and a change would happen.


    ''A little change, or lose more of those lovely girls who do everything for me? Haha....''


    "Hahahaha! Kara, let''s have some fun."


    His human bloodline was surging with the desire to fight.


    His demon bloodline was brimming with anger and chaotic urges.


    His dragon bloodline was filled with pride and the desire to crush these foul monsters.


    His final bloodline... Finally accepted the others to crush these unholy monsters.


    "What is this nonsense!? Why is your power... and essence changing like an unstable bomb!" The Wraith Lord began a reckless attack, as the four bloodlines in Lancelot''s body began to rage inside him as if vying for domination.


    "Me? I am just your average Demon King, you know?"


    The moment Lancelot answered with his lighthearted and gentle tone... the entire western battlefield exploded, covered in his enveloping and heavy aura... for a moment, it covered the entire region, causing a certain existence to stir in the depths.


    ****


    ? Ikumi POV


    Meanwhile, in the eastern battlefield, a huge dome of ice protected the entire army on the walls, with more than fifty frost hares all casting the defensive spell Ice Wall to protect both Ikumi and their army as more than two thousand arrows hit the ice, piercing, chipping and slowly destroying it.


    Although their morale was high, she worried that soon the casualties would increase, before piling high... Ikumi still stood firm.


    She thrust between the ice gaps with her spears, launching them like javelins and catching any archer skeletons within her striking range...


    "GRAAHGEEAAA!" A roar sounded as two skeleton knights held ladders and burst through the wall, several archers shooting the elves before they swung their swords at Marimo and the Oni soldiers.


    "Stand your ground, sister Marimo!" Ikumi roared with strength as, from behind the walls, five frost hares rushed up.


    Three swung their longswords down, one girl on the left chopping a knight''s leg while another slammed an axe into its other, removing it before shoving a spear through its skull as another jumped and pierced her right leg through the spine, destroying its body.


    As for the fifth Frost Hare... she tossed three icebolts towards the enemy, causing havoc as her ice shards began to break their brittle bones.


    "My Squad, with me!" Ikumi''s voice was deep, empowering, nothing like her soft and gentle voice with Lancelot as she stood up tall; the ice wall would soon break as the knight she kicked now walked back with a twisted right arm, seeming to not care about pain...


    After all, she was undead!


    "Attack!!!!"


    Raising her right hand, she clutched a mana stone in her hand, pressing her lips, kissing the beautiful pea-sized purple and icy orb, causing it to implode into a hail of black acidic spikes that destroyed the ice wall.


    In retaliation, Marimo''s wave of elven archers nocked their bows and sent their pure ice arrows crashing through the eyes of all skeletons around her position.


    The battle was chaotic as the fifty Frost Hares fought the Skeleton knights to keep them away from their Captain. Ikumi faced the strangely beautiful female knight, who took off her helmet, and heavier armour, now wearing only leather and cloth garments with two blades attached to her forearms.


    "Tsk!" Ikumi clicked her tongue as the woman vanished, but this time Ikumi didn''t panic; she stepped back with her right leg, slowly in an arc before shooting forward with a powerful snapping roundhouse kick that slammed into the abdomen of the Knight Lady.


    Who had attacked with two short blades, slicing the cheeks of Ikumi slightly before her fists began to smash forward like meteors, impacting the unarmoured knight Lady''s chest?


    Followed by Ikumi leaping and, with her right palm, her tight muscles clenching, pushing the skeleton back... Her icy blue fist struck like a frozen mountain before following up and throwing a barrage of heavy kicks, similar to Lancelot''s Blade dance. Instead, Ikumi used her legs like beautiful blunt longswords, which she called Frost Hare mixed martial arts.


    Her blows were relentless, hitting the opponent squarely in the legs and torso and finally crushing the Undead sword arms.


    "Haa.... Ha.a....." Ikumi was tired... each time she landed a blow, the damn knight retaliated, biting, slashing, gnawing at her before she performed one last leap, rolling forwards like a rapidly spinning saw blade...


    Then, with a powerful spike kick with her left foot smashed the face of the lady Knight into bits before performing a magnificent and twirling backwards axel kick... destroying the upper torso and finally sending her defeated opponent to rest.


    ''I''m exhausted, my Ether is drained, and my muscles are too tired... how does my husband... deal with all that magic so easily?...'' Ikumi began to stagger, picking up her weakened or injured troops and retreating through teleportation magic that completely emptied her body, as she fell against the wall, looking pale.


    "Captain, the east has dealt the final blow!!" Marimo shouted with triumph, her arm soaked in black blood with something that seemed to be a shield now bent into a deadly spike...


    "Marimo, you are in command here now. Let me rest; the enemy''s leader is down. Hehe..."


    The next moment... it was like the entire city-sized town exploded... something heavy from the west enveloped and pushed everyone down with its density and weight...


    The Ether of the person was so dense it felt like it existed as a solid object...


    "Lancelot?" Ikumi and Marimo muttered as the zombies on the wall were devoured... bones, rotten organs... all of it was devoured by the black... heavy Ether.


    ****


    Milvar stood at the north wall and watched as her troops crushed the makeshift warriors and knights. Her weapon was dirty with black mess as she led the assault directly.


    "Hmmm? It seems... That Another Demon King will be born today."


    Milvar was filled with nostalgia for this aura... reminded her of a hopeless battle with Rena in the distant past, where a huge desire to fight suddenly filled her and the Oni troops.


    In fact... the same happened...


    Those who fought on that fateful day when Rena surpassed her fate. Evolving into a Demon Queen while fighting a neighbouring Demon King, letting her survive and crush the Male Oni Demon King like a bug.


    "Our Lord has evolved!"


    "Our Queen''s Husband is Superior!"


    "Fight! Fight Fight!"


    On all fronts, the Oni females become enraged and filled with vigour; no longer winded and ignoring wounds, they began to crush and destroy the enemy, all fuelled by the heavy, dark Ether that surpassed even their Queen''s awakening!


    "Crush the enemy!"


    "Devour their Ether!"


    So many women felt a sense of power and bloodthirst never felt before; they wanted to show their skills, power and beauty to their new King!


    From then until night, no skeletons reached the walls ever again as Lancelot devoured everything but not his allies...


    His Ether washed over the Succubi, Frost Hares, Snow Elves, Fairies and Oni, all creatures, healing those that had fallen and feeding their bodies enough energy and Ether to revive and continue battling with tremendous prowess... S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Unlike normal, where only a single type would be empowered... Lancelot''s power affected everyone who was his ally.


    A power that would surely make him a target as the war intensified.


    However, the Western wall... was shrouded in darkness that even Milvar could not see through.

 Chapter 192: Chapter 33: Demon King Is A State Of Existence! Not A Title.

    ''I always thought they were called Demon Lords, Kings and Emperors just because of their attributes or the size of their army.''


    ''However, at that moment, I realised... It was neither an empty title nor a name given to boost a person''s ego... It was an actual state of existence...'' - King Lancelot of Camelot, 2024


    ***


    The Wraith Lord was stunned looking at the handsome male who should have been a lesser demon with human blood at most! His eyes glared at Lancelot filling with anger, jealousy and contempt.


    "You...! What is that form!"


    "This is who I am." Lancelot''s deep, distorted voice sounded a feeling of overwhelming pride and arrogance, confident in his strength, power and abilities.


    Holding Caladbolg, who became unusually quiet in her dual sword form, both gemstones on her pommels glowing brilliant red as if the amount of Ether filling her body was enough to satiate her in seconds completely.


    "I must thank you, former King of a rotten kingdom." Lancelot''s eyes narrowed, a smirk on his devilish face revealing four sharp fangs.


    "Thank me!?" The wraith lord''s hands trembled the sky filling with hundreds of wraiths and images of demons all casting magic towards Lancelot.


    The women behind him were about to rush to save him... only for a gentle force to push them back... like a man''s soft hands guiding his lover.


    Lancelot looked back at them momentarily, and they all heard, "Don''t worry, just stand there and be cute and watch your king work his magic."


    He was sure he reached this point the moment he accepted Caladbolg... but now, able to feel all his bloodlines surging through his veins as if free and unfettered, Lancelot realised that he was only half-baked, half awakened...


    ''Like always, really, haha. A master swordsman with a weak body...''


    The gathering of dark blasts of Eldritch power began to form huge balls in the sky before the Wraith Lord finally lowered his arm as hundreds of black and green rays of darkness shot towards Lancelot.


    The sound of their descent was a low crack, followed by the sound of a tsunami of negative energy.


    "Well... Shall I use a classic in this form?" Lancelot muttered to himself, lowering his waist, cracking his back and twisting his body, the stance he used from the moment he was reborn.


    A simple Whirlwind slash... but now his heavy ether was like a tangible wall of magic forming two dense streams along each blade.


    Stepping off the ground, his body began to twirl like a spinning top, the loud whistle and howl of his blades echoing as the black ether started to create a hurricane of flames shooting towards the hundred eldritch blasts.


    Clang


    Pummell


    Thunk


    Metallic sounds vibrated the ears as he destroyed every blast of eldritch poison in one continuous and fast-moving hurricane rotation... His Black ether coated him... creating a thin shadow layer that made him faster and more precise with his swordsmanship...


    "Now Caladbolg... We must give our friend an equally large greeting!"


    ¡ªYes Lancelot!! Let us Kill This Trash!!!


    ''Manners! You shouldn''t insult the deceased, or else they might get mad and have revenge,'' Lancelot smirked playfully despite his draconic personality taking charge.


    Caladbolg fused into one huge greatsword as he lifted, turning his blade counterclockwise, standing like a whirlwind. Then, holding her middle, he raised his arms before slowly lowering and pushing off the air...


    Black Ether formed before Caladbolg''s blade before her tip sliced open a small hole.


    With the world going silent. S§×ar?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Like the silent revolution, the Earth trembles.


    Following him, hundreds of Succubi raised and slammed their hands on the ground as hundreds of dark spikes were formed.


    The blackness around Lancelot''s blade turned to a tornado of red flame and white icy fire swirling in a concoction of mixed and dark flames before a furious roar escaped his lips.


    "Tyr, Tiamat! Give our guest a Dragon''s Welcome!"


    A loud howl and terrifying roar tore apart space and time... before the hundreds of spikes shot towards the wraith; their speed was twice as quick as a dragon''s, filling the night with three colours of mixed magic before Lancelot''s Black spiral spear cracked the earth beneath him, sinking him several inches into the now unstable floor...


    One by one, a terrifying crack tore through the land... like a huge plate split apart a 50-metre-long opening, ripping the ground apart as black lava mixed with golden veins rose like magma, causing the area near Lancelot''s troops to turn hot and dangerous, a river of lava and golden streaks poured from the ocean and created a demonic view and landscape for a hundred metres...


    ''Whoops... too deep and powerful...''


    A heavy wind exploded, ripping the remaining undead apart and smashing them into clouds of rotten mess as the wave of pure Eldritch blast, lava and chaos covered the western side for a hundred miles.


    But that wasn''t the only horrifying thing happening; a tremendous gravitational force erupted above and below as two gigantic dragons appeared, one feral with scarlet red scales, her teeth and horns sharp as a burst for scarlet flames swirled in her mouth, the other black... gracious and sleek with very pretty features, apart from the black fireball in her throat.


    Two monstrous Dragons roared and sent shockwaves of mana over Lancelot... before their enormous maws opened.


    "HRAAAAAAAAAW!!!!!!!!!!


    The scarlet-red dragon, Tiamat, launched her flames forward; her entire wave was a spiral of Scarlet and white-gold flames.


    The Black Dragon, Tyr, shot a stream of pure chaotic flames mixed with Dark, Ice, Fire and Lightning; her body glowed with a jet black light and an intense black pressure relishing in Lancelot''s ether.


    Luckily for his succubi and troops. The dragons were massive; thus, their streams aimed in a different direction...


    Thousands of Skeletons, zombies and all the illusions he cast were caught in the torrent; tens of thousands became a shower of rotten blood, burnt and purified, their corpses turned to dust before the black and red streams of endless destruction and death carried into the horizon, destroying the Wraith horde.


    "You bastard! He will never let you win; you have revealed your true colours! Do you think humans will side with you? Mwhahahah!"


    "Suffer like me!" The Wraith Lord''s hand collided with the mixed stream of two dragon breaths, his body burying all the Ether he had left to endure.


    While Lancelot watched with a tired smirk, despite his superior form, fighting with Caladbolg caused his soul and ether reserves to drain his energy considerably...


    "Me? Suffer like you? Ah, no." Lancelot chuckled with a grin.


    He thought all evil beings loved dramatic conversations at the end of a battle as Lancelot approached the Wraith Lord calmly...But now he was exhausted and couldn''t do anything further...


    The burst of magic flames had destroyed his arms... crushed his magic core, and now the Wraith Lord was Withering away...


    ''Damn, I wanted to make him my servant, but it won''t work anymore...'' Lancelot grimaced before slashing the Wraith down the centre, Caladbolg devouring all the Ether and power he had left inside... bones crumbling into dust as Lancelot could swear he saw a smile on the lips of this guy as he vanished.


    The Wraith Lord disappeared; his dying breath was met by Tyr and Tiamat, who had not exhausted their breath despite the wide-scale attack... the moment their target vanished, the scarlet dragon roared while the midnight Black dragon flew up high before their lungs contracted heavily.


    Then, breathing in, their breath mixed once more, turning the mix of chaotic flames into a bright beam before their destructive power landed, incinerating the entire army that assaulted the eastern flank.


    "Those girls surely want some kind of reward later, don''t they..."


    ¡ªI think they went into heat because of your complete form... A Demon...Dragon and Divine King... all at once, and you still didn''t cast away your Human King bloodline... is that where your love of swords comes from, haha... so resolute it fights the other three alone with just a single sword... the sword named Kara~~


    ''Don''t act humble... I know you helped keep my human bloodline in the mix, letting it use your power to keep the others in line...''


    ¡ªMmm.... you should reward me because I know how much you value your life as a human and the swordsmanship you honed in that lifetime.


    "..."


    "If you ever gain a permanent humanoid form, you should be worried."


    ¡ªWhy??


    "Because you say things that make my heart flutter, and I might just have you birth another sword for me."


    ¡ª!!!!


    ¡ªMmm... We shall see about that, Master! Eat these corpses for a speedy recovery and a small blessing.


    Lancelot began laughing softly before he pointed his palm to the huge undead horde, devouring their power, giving a part to those who fought but taking most of it for himself.


    Then, facing the mountains...


    He felt the presence watching him while he just pointed Caladbolg towards it. With a smirk, he rushed to the north gate to support Milvar.


    Now able to maintain this form while controlling his desires, wants and needs. Lancelot had reached a peak that many could never do in their lifetimes.

 Chapter 193: Chapter 34: Kingdom Vanquished - Usurp Land?

    Lancelot stood in the centre of the frozen forest like an ancient monster king, his twisted horns, six wings and body covered in a mixture of white and silver armour formed with dragon, demon and angelic feathers.


    ''The battle is over... and my heart is at peace. Whatever visage I take on.''


    "...I am Lancelot Du Lac!" His voice was soft yet encompassing as the warriors who supported him standing on the wall felt this simple statement was something important to him and felt it resonated in their hearts.


    ¡ªHehe~ these fools don''t know I am the best woman in your heart now!


    ''Be a good girl, Kara, and I''ll polish your body real good tonight.''


    ¡ªEh...Mm... pervert!


    His beautiful black, grey and white wings fluttered in sync as if to answer her cute voice.


    The movement of Ether formed a gentle breeze as his magic aura began to devour and dissolve all the blight, decay and horrid corpses that smelt like rotting garbage.


    ¡ªYou better not forget!


    Someone approached as he restored vitality and beauty to the forest, his golden eyes as if able to see into the distance, creating a charming vision before the six-winged angel knelt before him, a single fist placed on the ground, her other hand across her chest.


    "My Lord, Nuriel comes to swear her allegiance and eternal oath!"


    That''s right.


    How could Seraphim not detect his awakened bloodline''s noble and divine level?


    To the untrained or ignorant, it might seem like an angelic bloodline. Even Lancelot himself wasn''t completely aware of its significance.


    But Nuriel, from the moment she met him, her resistance was due to her trying to ascertain this bloodline''s true nature.


    How could a mere angel''s blood contend with a Dragon or Demon Emperor bloodline?


    No...


    Lancelot Du Lac, no matter how little it might have been... He was the son of a woman blessed by the gods.


    The goddess might have been minor and of a religion not big enough to dominate the world, but she was a goddess nonetheless. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Then if that goddess saw her champion and chosen daughter of lightning fall to an enemy but upheld the tenet and desires of the goddess no matter the cost, how could there be no benefit to the one who lost everything?


    Her son was given a test.


    Maybe in his first life, he failed, unable to grasp the essence of his power and potential, yet the goddess did not forsake him; instead, how else could he have been reborn even with the help of the fallen Lucifer and betrayed Morgana?


    There had to be a divine who helped the process, or he would never have become so powerful; his body could never have accepted the demon and dragon bloodlines as he managed to.


    After watching him for a lifetime, his pride and ability to fight those vastly superior with his sword.


    The Goddess made a decision: she fused his Divine blood with his human blood.


    Now behold her completed champion.


    A champion not bound by any deity or power because she dissolved those links, burdens and bonds because of her affection towards his mother and the desire of all the gods in their infinite boredom.


    To see something interesting!


    ***


    "You need not swear an oath, Nuriel." His voice was ethereal, like chiming bells in the distance. She felt his golden eyes narrow and focus on her body.


    Then, his smile made her entire existence tremble with rapture. "Become my wife. Support Morgana and Guinevere with your mighty powers."


    "My lord!?"


    Her lovely face turned red as she started to stutter.


    Only now that she felt him truly above her did she show such honest and adorable reactions so simply.


    Lancelot smirked, stepping towards her as she fluttered her wings and flew back several spaces, almost falling with her stumbling legs.


    "I-I didn''t mean to avoid your hand, My Lord!! I..."


    "Be at ease, Nuriel. I shall never blame you for such adorable actions. Take all the time in the world. I will make you fall for me and accept my request."


    "Eh.....but...."


    The embarrassed and troubled Nuriel was enough to amuse Lancelot now; his eyes flickered before Maria and Milvar appeared beside them.


    His body vanished, causing the trio to look stunned before Maria was suddenly...


    "Kya...!?" Swept off her feet into a princess carry, Lancelot''s huge arms wrapped around her making her look small as his demon king form was over eight feet tall with arms like tree trunks filled with muscle and smooth armour.


    Yet his face was annoyingly pretty and handsome, which made Nuriel and Milvar more submissive than usual.


    "You look exhausted, my little fairy wife. Shall I take you to bed?" His lips showed a very explicit smirk, causing Maria''s entire body to tremble as she slapped Lancelot''s arms with a bright red face.


    "Y-You... I will die if you take me to bed in that form... How b-b-big.... and thick... your body is now. Where will I get rest but only find a blissful death!"


    He chuckled, "So you admit it would be a blissful death, my lewd and charming snow elf queen?"


    "Haa.... no.... don''t twist my words... hmph~ I don''t talk to bad guys."


    Before the pair could continue their strange flirting that made Milvar felt a dry mouth as she looked at his form, which was now finally bigger than an Oni female...


    Nuriel, on the other hand, seemed more shy and introverted, with only a red face and pretending not to hear.


    Maria and Lancelot heard a sound.


    ? Native Kingdom Vanquished!


    Then, three choices in a beautiful blue box appeared before their eyes, and they looked at each other as Maria was completely taken aback.


    Usurp the kingdom


    Raid the kingdom


    Destroy the kingdom


    "What do you desire, my queen?" Lancelot asked as she hugged his arm, shifting to sit on his forearm, now big enough to be more like a seat for her. She turned red, not wanting to admit it was nice... and the new form turned her on.


    "Me?" Shaking her head and looking at his face, she kissed his upper arm with a small, gentle peck and smiled brightly.


    "That is not right, Lancelot... It was always we from the moment you took me into your arms."


    "Hmmmm? So my cute fairy is getting confident now, haha."


    The pair looked at the options as Lancelot knew the best would be to destroy it for the huge gain in resources and bonus troops.


    However, he reconsidered as he couldn''t always be in the north, and if Maria had a kingdom-sized territory, all her troops would be upgraded and summoned faster.


    She would also have access to summon his troop types daily.


    "Do you want to make history together, Maria?"


    "Mm?"


    "A human from our empire has never created a kingdom-level territory in less than 5 years before, and that man was the forefather of our empire."


    "Do you think this achievement will be enough for your father to accept our marriage?"


    "!!!"


    She had almost forgotten, thinking that giving her body was already enough... Then, looking at his sincere eyes, Maria felt concerned.


    Could she do it?


    Didn''t Lancelot achieve this for her? Why was he always so gentle to her without asking for anything...


    He would give it to her?


    "You look conflicted... but we are already man and wife. My kingdom is your kingdom; your kingdom is mine."


    "Didn''t you say earlier, from the moment I took your body, it became ''we'' not I or you?"


    Her mouth opened wide...


    Shocked that this smooth bastard used her own words and argument against her, yet in her chest, it was hot, smothered in honey and beating rapidly as she hugged his arm tightly...


    "I want to..."


    "What do you want?"


    "I WANT TO DO IT WITH YOU!" Maria shouted so loud that many roaming fairies and other snow elves heard, instantly blushing and whispering amongst themselves with jealousy for their Queen''s forward nature, causing the shy Maria to surface with a red face.


    Lancelot thought she would become introverted again, but she suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed the Usurp the kingdom button together...


    She then entered a name before he could even speak!


    ? Merging Maria Lovell''s territory with the new kingdom Arcturus Dominion at the Queen''s choice, moving and terraforming land to adjust position to join the two.


    The land shook before beautiful buildings of ice and glistening snow formed.


    The huge land and forest began to spread until it covered over 1000 miles, with small villages and towns spread across northern Avalon, creating a barrier between the Northern Demons and Southern human armies.


    Lancelot looked down at the confident-looking girl in his arms and asked. "Why did you choose that name and the capital city... that name."


    Maria climbed onto his chest and looked into his eyes with a passionate gaze before kissing his lips slowly, the soft smack filled with her love and devotion as soft, icy tears dripped from her eyes.


    "Arcturus, a lone star of ice that forever waits for the matching star of Solarium, a burning star of brilliant golden heat... the two a part that should have always been close..."


    "The city named Solara... Where the Queen waits for him in solace, fighting against all evil and adversary yet knowing he will someday return."


    Lancelot understood her thoughts, emotions and reasons for these names... if he didn''t, then he could never deserve her love and affection... "I will not make you wait long."


    "Whenever you are free, I will await your warm embrace."


    "Ahem...." Melodica''s timely voice sounded as the pair began removing each other''s clothes... oblivious to the huge army now watching them with joyful eyes.


    "Before you start mating like frost hares in heat... How about we upgrade and prepare the city and kingdom first?"

 Chapter 194: Chapter 35: A Global Announcement!?

    Lancelot and Maria didn''t know that their little achievement was known to every lord born on their planet.


    Currently in the Academy.


    Merlin and Sebastian were sitting in his office drinking tea. What was interesting to note was that Sebastian didn''t stand but comfortably sat without treating Merlin with great respect, and Merlin didn''t mind!


    "I envy that boy having such a valiant and loyal knight like you, Sebastian." Merlin chuckled before his summon. Mordred served them extra tea.


    "He is worth serving even while young his determination and aura are just like his mother."


    Since the day they separated, Sebastian began to brag about Lancelot.


    Although strict with the lad, he found the boy''s progress beyond his imagination and was now listening to his world achievement...


    "The father of that Lovell girl will be seriously angry at this announcement... Becoming a King and Queen in Avalon might not have legal or official status in the empire for now, but it means they have shared body and mind before gaining the territory."


    "Ohoho, he chose Evaine for his tutor. Here I thought he was asking me... what a shame."


    "Old man, don''t complain. Those two are already lovers; if you offered to teach him, she would accept and not trouble you."


    Sebastian sipped his tea and chuckled at the troubled Merlin.


    They were both worried before the announcement as the repairs were still unfinished. It was difficult for many students to enter Avalon because the portal system was offline while they repaired the sigils.


    "You think he would accept? I will guide that young star on the correct path." Merlin looked sad as he remembered one student who rejected his teachings and was already on a path of no return.


    "Worried about Arthur again, old friend?"


    "That kid is suffering greatly, but those idiots already swore allegiance to a demon king who ordered me not to approach him again... I wonder why Uther is so fixated on causing trouble with the empire." Merlin felt disheartened knowing Arthur would suffer and eventually change for the worse if he chose that path.


    Sebastian shrugged, "I serve the Du Lac heir, and since he is already enemies with that Pendragon idiot, I will fight Uther even if we were once brothers in arms against the demons."


    "The future is hard to see right now." Merlin''s gentle face seemed to have aged since the welcoming ceremony.


    "Then focus on the present. Many kids do not know the truth, nor do those smart tutors realise that soon we will face a great crisis because your barrier was broken, and they found a way into this world... It may only be temporary, but they could launch an assault that crippled our empire."


    "Merlin, we must prepare the real world like the promising lords."


    As their conversation took a serious tone, the Academy began to rattle, and a glowing symbol, an announcement, shone across the wall opposite them.


    A crystal orb floated between the two with a woman; her hair and wings were soft and glorious as she made the academy announcements.


    "Sir Merlin, Sir Sebastian, something odd has happened, and the Empire Elders were confused about how to solve the predicament; I''m sure you have guessed the source, right?


    "I guess we couldn''t keep it from spreading..."


    "True, my old friend, now the entire world will know who Lancelot Du Lac and Maria Lovell are..."


    "They will become the focus and target of all in this world; we must protect them." Merlin looked thoughtful. His fingertips snapped, creating two small spells that formed a bracelet and ear piercing with silver and red ruby gemstones.


    Sebastian felt the items suddenly put in his hands and looked at Merlin in confusion.


    "These will hide their identity from most people... They are useless in the academy, but outside, maybe they can still spend the last days as normal students..."


    "Please pass them over and send my blessings, Sebastian."


    "Of course, old friend, I will wait for them to return."


    ****


    Shortly after the announcement, in a small city on the border of the human kingdoms, a beautiful woman in leather armour and a grey tunic stood on a silver stone wall overlooking a raging sea while looking to her left, seeing a formerly crumbling tower was now completely restored.


    "You managed to make a kingdom already, and with another woman... Oh, it hurts to hear this." The cute woman''s ginger hair flowed in the wind as she wore an eyepatch over her left eye.


    "I told you that fool had many women. Why devote yourself to him?" Lucifer stood in silence, watching the north as she felt a strange bloodline presence that made her want to kneel, which caused her to feel annoyed and angry.


    "Lancelot has always been popular with women. Why would I turn on him now?" Miri responded to the fallen angel with a flat voice; there was no anger or worry. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Seems you''ve had time to cool down after fleeing here?" Lucifer sat on the wall beside Miri. Her eyes scanned the young woman; her build and magical ether flow were above the norm, probably surpassing Lancelot in the past, but no more. He had reached a height that Miri couldn''t; however, she would never be jealous.


    "Unlike Morgana, I don''t want to lose my temper or be unreasonable..."


    "Says the girl who calls out his name every night like a cat in heat."


    "Tsk, shut your mouth... damn bird!" Miri harrumphed and turned her head, not wishing to glance at Lucifer, whose playful laugh was annoying.


    "You were saying Lancelot is popular before. Is Maria the new queen? Wasn''t she that lovely girl who wouldn''t speak to boys?"


    "It was a surprise for me that Maria has slept with Lancelot... They must have been facing a horrible situation..."


    Miri gripped the stone wall slightly before releasing her grip as she had sharp, long fingernails; unlike the elegant Maria, her nails were a bit pointy.


    "Do you regret chasing him away?" Lucifer watched Miri carefully; she had known Miri far longer than Lancelot, and apart from their fighting and hot-tempered nature, the ginger-haired girl pushed herself to the limits alone like this.


    "Nnnn... I''ve decided to chase after him, honestly." Miri gazed at Lucifer, making her smile.


    "Hahahaha...."


    "What is so funny?"


    Lucifer lifted a small brown bottle and pushed it over towards Miri, who clicked her tongue upon looking at it, but her fingers stroked the glass cork of her Elven alcohol before she swallowed the fire liquid with ease, unlike any human.


    "Finally realised the path you wanted but were too insecure to take, huh?"


    "Shut it!"


    ****


    Lancelot and Maria were oblivious as they began to organise the kingdom together; Lancelot wanted to focus on defences, while Maria wanted food and hygiene for the people.


    "We should ensure the cities are defended well. Otherwise, monsters will take them back."


    "But if they have no food and live horrible lives... won''t it be sad?"


    The pair had been debating for a while, with Maria sitting on his lap as they went through the Ruler''s system, which was like an upgrade of a Lord''s system.


    The two spent time selecting and organising the kingdom under Avalon''s system. Lancelot selected to reinforce the capital city and border cities with walls much like his black citadel, while Maria added more fertile land and sewage works for all houses, even the poorest people with no income.


    "If we build walls quickly, others won''t attack easily, and the town will be protected."


    "Don''t those places have living things? Won''t the population struggle to sustain themselves or catch livestock and find food?"


    Their arguments kept going while ignoring the Ruler panel, which included a monster registry allowing the purchase of sentient creatures or tamed ones for villages and city walls.


    At one point, Maria got flustered and refused Lancelot''s suggestions as she pressed several options...


    "You little...."


    "Meanie!!!"


    "Come back, let''s choose something else."


    "Like what?"


    ''Well, Lancelot used several layers of walls and a thick black plate, which made our main city a bit unique but how about we make the palace more lively and match the ice nature of its lovely queen instead of black?"


    "Hmm? Ok." Lancelot seemed reluctant and somewhat sulking as the selected Black Wall fortress was switched with a royal castle that appeared very Ice-themed, but Maria added the same walls and defences but in a lovely cream, white and blue... making them look cute despite their high defensive value.


    This change was more attractive for the Frost hares, fairies and elves, resulting in the morale and happiness factor growing.


    As for their animals and wildlife, the ecosystem changed rapidly within one hour, bringing about deer, wolf packs, and many others as Maria tapped them all, ensuring they would not overkill or hunt each other.


    ''Look at her cute face...'' Lancelot thought when he watched her cry as a wolf hunted a small rabbit.


    She was about to kill the wolf but saw it drag the dead rabbit to some small baby wolves and instead stopped and put more rabbits in a safer place.


    While they argued a lot, it wasn''t the stubborn fights of the past... It began to sound like flirting in the ears of others... and it annoyed Maria, yet Lancelot just enjoyed it and secretly teased her more until, after an hour of changing his plans... they agreed.


    After implementing the defence and infrastructure, the two finally collapsed in the lord''s bedroom, filled with cute ice furniture. Maria tapped Lancelot''s cheeks, staring into his sleepy eyes as her legs gripped him tight, squeezing her against his as they rolled on the soft but humongous bed.


    "We did a good job, didn''t we?" She asked, noticing how sleepy he was; she hugged his chest instead of being needy, and the pair fell asleep.

 Chapter 195: Chapter 36: Chasing Dragons *

    Lancelot woke up early in the morning to find two women standing around his bed, their eyes like cats pleading for his attention...


    He rolled out of bed, trying not to wake the naked Maria, whose large butt was peeking from the exposed covers, covered in his dried essence as they spent the night celebrating together.


    "What''s the matter Tyr, Tia?" Lancelot asked while yawning, scratching his bare chest and wondering why these two would come to him this early in the morning, looking for attention.


    Tyr looked at him with her shiny black scales and a thirsty look before hiding it and looking serious, but Tiamat didn''t hide her look. Instead, she hugged his naked body and sniffed him obsessively.


    "You... since that day you pushed me away after making me drink your seed, and then it was all battle this, battle that... I was so lonely.... my body burning to mate with you!"


    Tiamat was cuter than normal, as her red dragon scales were pink and softer than usual around her cheeks and arms, looking at him with her red eyes with a golden outer sphere.


    Lancelot knew Tiamat wasn''t lying about feeling lonely; dragons could live for hundreds or even thousands of years without any problem.


    But once they found a mate... a dragon could get lonely just like a regular human or other races, making them needy of company as their dependency on their spouse slowly grew.


    The same happened to Try, who, despite being born an ancient black dragon empress, slowly became more clingy and human-like as her body absorbed Lancelot''s seed more than Tiamat''s.


    "Sorry... I was so busy that I failed you." Lancelot hugged both dragons and kissed their heads, caressing their bodies tenderly. "I''m here now."


    Both dragons smiled and nodded before Lancelot put on a black robe and pair of silk pants, fastening them as he stepped towards the balcony, making sure that Maria was still sleeping well, as he closed the window to avoid her getting colder.


    ''Well, not like it matters when her body is like a cooler.'' he thought before letting his dragon wings flutter from his back, turning to face both of them who followed suit, looking at his thick, powerful and imposing black wings the two women found them very appealing, with his sharp claws and the thick scales making them one size larger than both women...


    "I saw this lovely elevated place of land; let''s go together and explore it to the east."


    Lancelot jumped from the balcony as both women followed him, flying towards a grassland full of small hills, perfect for a picnic.


    Tyr and Tiamat loved the cold breeze of the new kingdom. Somehow, the mystical essence of the forest had spread through the entire kingdom as they found a huge pillar of earth before Lancelot began to fling up towards the top.


    "Come!" Lancelot called both dragons as they followed him.


    They arrived at the top of the pillar to find a beautiful and elevated place with a gentle wind blowing and a warm sun illuminating the land.


    Lancelot sat down, spreading his wings and leaning against the single huge tree that grew atop the pillar with a small lake that seeped down the huge creation.


    The tree bark was surprisingly soft and comfortable.


    Tyr and Tiamat sat by his side, snuggling close to his body as he caressed their scales, wrapping their silky hair around his fingers and kissed their necks, where the dragon''s scent was the strongest, along with their most delicate scales apart from the ones between their legs.


    "I love your thick, earthy scent, Tyr. There is nothing false about you... a pure and refreshing scent...."


    "I''m glad my Emperor enjoys it."


    "But Tiamat... your hot, fiery scent is like the burning pits of a volcano, bubbling and surging like magma; it''s very addictive..."


    "Nn...!"


    Now that he had some free time, the battles would probably continue; it would be endless until he became the king of Avalon... even then, who was to say those above wouldn''t find fault and try to crush him?


    ''So just for now... since the battle is over, let me pamper my lovers and enjoy a sweet moment of peace.'' Lancelot thought as both dragons cuddled closer to him, purring happily while he enjoyed the sun and wind.


    ''It''s been a while since I''ve felt so relaxed.'' Tyr thought.


    "It feels so good... being here with you," Tiamat whispered as she caressed his chest. "This new kingdom... it''s perfect; there is nothing else that can make our lives better."


    "Haha... honestly, I want to make four kingdoms.... one in each direction with a different element as their basis... but that is my little idea that is too far away right now to dream about." Lancelot chuckled while both dragons looked at him in surprise and wonder. S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "That... sounds amazing," Tiamat spoke first. "Four kingdoms ruled by four elements...."


    "My emperor, you''re already thinking about making this kingdom into an empire?" Tyr asked before kissing his neck and rubbing her horns against his jaw. "We''re yours; we will follow you wherever you go."


    "Yeah... I know... I''m just dreaming a bit... but I''ll start with this kingdom before thinking about conquering more lands... but if I have to conquer them to make them safe.... then I will." Lancelot declared with a smile as Tyr and Tiamat looked at him lovingly.


    "You''re the emperor... as long as you don''t forget us for new women..."


    "How could I forget my two dragon wives?"


    "Who knows what if you mate with a dumb phoenix or something..." Tyr pouted, her eyes peeking at his reaction.


    Lancelot laughed before hugging Tyr and kissing her deeply, rubbing his tongue against her gums, their kiss growing more passionate as she sucked on his tongue, with an intoxicated face, before doing the same with Tiamat, who looked at him with half-closed eyes, enjoying his kiss.


    "You''re my wives... there is no way I could replace either of you; you''re my dragons...."


    "Mnn... emperor..." Tyr moaned while Lancelot rubbed her horns; it was one of her sensitive spots.


    "My emperor...." Tiamat hugged him and kissed his neck as her tail wagged excitedly.


    Both dragons felt like they were the happiest women alive as Lancelot caressed their bodies, caressing their tails and wings while kissing their scaly arms and necks.


    ''I feel like their scents are a little strange... they are getting more alluring and making my body grow hot...''


    "Fufu~ my emperor, did you not know?"


    "Know what?"


    "A pair of mates, when one is aroused, their scent will make the partner enter heat too... and you who have two mates that are currently dying for a good fuck, what kind of feeling do you feel right now?"


    "Honestly... just smelling Tiamat made me like this..."


    He lifted his robes to reveal a large tent in his pants; the moment his pants were pushed from his waist, the thick, musky scent of his manhood flowed into the two dragons'' nostrils, making their faces and scales dark red and black.


    While leaning back, he began kissing Tyr''s neck, "Your scent made my body burn with the desire to push you on all fours again and make you squeal." Lancelot whispered into Tyr''s ears while she moaned excitedly, squirming under his touch.


    "And you, Tiamat... your fiery scent made me want to ravage you and breed you like a beast; I want to fill you with my seed...." Lancelot grabbed her horns and pulled her to his crotch, "Do you remember the scent? The taste?" Lancelot rubbed his cock against Tiamat''s lips.


    "Yessss...!" Tyr hissed while Lancelot grabbed her horns and pulled her close, kissing her deeply and passionately, "My emperor... I need you; I need your big fat cock inside me...."


    "I know, Tyr... I want to fill you with my seed too...but Tiamat comes first; we were stopped halfway last time."


    Tiamat felt her body burning with desire; her tongue wrapped around the nostalgic, veiny thick shaft and began licking and sucking the tip of his taste and scent spreading through her mouth and nose, her tail wagging happily as she tasted his scent and salty precum before beginning to deepthroat his shaft.


    Lancelot grabbed her horns and pushed her head down, making her choke and struggle, "Do you like the scent? Do you like my taste? Suck it properly... use your long draconic tongue to rub my balls too...."


    He ordered her before Tiamat did as told; her long red tongue began to coil around his long shaft, sticky and wet, with slurping sounds until she managed to caress his balls with her long forked tongue and roll them around, making Lancelot groan in pleasure as Tyr watched in envy.


    "Emperor... please use my throat too...." Tyr begged while Lancelot pulled her close and kissed her again, "Soon, Tyr... soon..."


    Lancelot pulled Tiamat''s horns and began to push and pull his hips, enjoying the depths of her throat, "Don''t just suck it... move your tongue...." Lancelot ordered her, and Tiamat responded by moving her tongue around, slurping and sucking loudly while Tyr watched enviously.


    "Emperor, use my mouth too...."


    "How about you use mine to please yourself?" He teased with a wink.


    She blushed before Lancelot pulled her close, kissing her deeply as he rubbed her horns, making her moan excitedly before she stood up and began to remove her clothes, the sound of them slipping to the ground, making his member bounce in Tiamat''s mouth.


    Tyr stepped over his body, her crotch pressed against his face, as she felt his nose sniffing her, the smooth black scales sending tingles down her spine as his long tongue began to tease her.

 Chapter 196: Chapter 37: Chased By Dragons **

    "Ahh....that''s it.... use your damn dirty tongue to make me cum.... Nn!" Tyr moaned, pushing his head into her crotch while holding his two horns, squatting over his face, as she fucked his face.


    The warm sticky slit of Tyr was pressed against Lancelot''s face as his long tongue slipped between her soft scales and the cute petals protecting her entrance, the sweet and sour taste of her dragon nectar flowing down into his mouth as he drank it down without care, the burning in his chest increased after he did.


    "Haaa... Mmmmn.... Hmmmph... Nngh...!"


    As if jealous, Tiamat''s warm lips began to push along his tip, the thick glans pushing against her soft cheeks as she narrowed her mouth, slurping on his warm slimy jelly that bubbled from the tip with her long tongue, squeezing around his cock, before lapping along his balls, making Lancelot''s hips tremble.


    "Damn... your throat is so hot and tight...." Lancelot groaned while Tyr continued to use his face as her toy, his long tongue slipping deeper into her slit as his nose pressed against her hard clitoris.


    "Fuck... emperor... use your tongue to lick my insides... Nngh...! That''s it... Haa~ your nose is teasing my clit..!"


    Lancelot''s cock began to throb in Tiamat''s throat as he slurped on the silky fluids from inside Tyr, her ass tensing to trap his tongue, stopping him from teasing her g-spot, as her warm insides massaged the length of his tongue as if wanting to soak her scent, flavours and essence into his mouth forever... S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So he could never forget her, as she came close to climax.


    "Nngh... Emperor... I''m going to cum... nngh.... don''t stop licking my insides; make me cum with your damn dirty tongue... Nngh...!"


    Tyr moaned excitedly as Lancelot obeyed, pushing his tongue deeper into her slit, making her toes curl as her long tongue danced in the air as she tried to swallow and recover.


    "Mmmmpph... Ugup!? Gubuh!?"


    Tiamat struggled as Lancelot''s hands pushed on her head, driving her down to his base, as the thick dragon cock was now forced down her throat, pushing against her slimy walls, making the poor dragoness gag.... and drool from her lips and nose a feeling of bliss from being used so roughly filling her body with heat, as she snorted and tried to use her tongue to make him climax faster.


    "Ugup... Nngh.... Gubuh...! Guk... Guk... Guk...." Tiamat''s muffled moans only made Lancelot push her down harder; her nose pushed against his crotch as her lips kissed his balls, drool flowing down her chin.


    Tyr squatted lower, pushing against his face, making Lancelot groan from her insides, suddenly clamping on his tongue and her juices flooding into his mouth, squirting his face as she trembled and convulsed, the flick of his tongue teasing her g-spot as she continued to climax.


    "Nngh.... Emperor... don''t stop drinking it... Nngh... your tongue is making me keep cumming... Ahhh....!" Tyr moaned before Lancelot finally released Tiamat, who gasped and coughed, gasping for air while stroking his shaft and kissing his balls.


    "Emperor... you''re so rough today... hmmph..."


    Tyr''s eyes were dreamlike before a thick red tail suddenly smashed her away... the eyes of Tiamat were glowing as she stepped forward, her fingers pulling apart her soft pink petals and red scales... oozing with a thick, sweet-scented fluid.


    "Lancelot... Take me..."


    Her voice was enticing and lustful as Lancelot stood up and grabbed Tiamat, lifting her off the ground, and pressing her against the trunk of the tree, as his thick shaft began to rub against her slit... making her tail and wings tremble with excitement, as the hot, sticky glans and tip pushed against her entrance.


    "Darling... put it in..."


    "Such a cute woman... are you sure you want it here?" Lancelot teased Tiamat by rubbing his cock against her slit as his glans pushed apart her petals and soft scales, making her moan excitedly.


    "Yes... I want it here... Darling... I want to be filled with your seed; I want to have your child...."


    "So that''s what you want...." Lancelot smirked before Tiamat grabbed his horns and kissed him deeply, her long tongue wrapping around his like a snake; she was the only dragon to have a serpentine tongue, which made her erotic...


    Lancelot pushed her back against the tree trunk before lifting her right leg, slipping his cock ever so slowly into her the soft meat of her tight entrance.


    "Nngh... Darling... it''s entering...." Tiamat moaned excitedly as Lancelot continued to push in; Tyr watched jealousy before crawling on all fours, her ass swaying as she began to push it against his tail, brushing the thick tip against her slit, teasing her clit with a pleased face.


    "Agh... it''s big!"


    The cute yelp from Tiamat caused his cock to throb, pushing deeper as her membrane was thicker than a human, but it felt amazing as she began to pant in his ears, stroking his horns with affection.


    "Darling... Darling... your cock is stretching me... Nngh.... it feels amazing....!" Tiamat moaned as Lancelot finally stopped when his glans touched the entrance of her womb.


    "Emperor... don''t ignore me...." Tyr whimpered before Lancelot began to sway his tail before it slipped inside her slit, making Tyr moan excitedly, "Here you go..."


    The inside of her pussy churned and tased by the soft, muscular tip of his tail that began to fuck her relentlessly while he was gentle and loving with Tiamat in his arms, his lips kissing her horns, butting their tips causing the red dragon''s insides to convulse and tighten from the pleasure.


    "I love you, Tiamat," Lancelot whispered before pushing his hips forward, his cock slipping through her soft folds, as she lifted her hips, tilting her head back as she let out a brief squeal as his cock pushed inside her womb, almost crushing her unfertilised eggs.


    The force of his cock deforming and gouging her insides made her moan excitedly, almost in sync with Tyr, who began to beg for more tail fucking, her slit sucking on his tail as white nectar was smeared all down it, making Lancelot groan before pulling out and thrusting in Tiamat again, making her yelp and moan excitedly.


    "Darling.... Haa.... so deep... Mmmn.... your cock is reaching my womb..."


    "Does it hurt?" Lancelot asked while Tiamat shook her head, "No... Darling... it feels good... it feels amazing.... give me more...."


    "Don''t worry; I''ll make you squeal."


    Lancelot grabbed her horns and began to kiss her, thrusting his hips forward, making her yelp into his mouth as he began to fuck her against the tree trunk, shaking the entire thing as her insides began to flood with her warm juices as if preparing for his how sperm to fill her egg room.


    Tyr was watching with jealousy but contentment as she felt Lancelot''s tail continue to fuck her, its tip teasing her g-spot and cervix as she was close to another large climax.


    "Darling... harder... harder... I''m going to cum; your cock is going to make me cum...." Tiamat begged Lancelot before he spanked her ass, making her yelp and hug him tightly, "Me too... Tiamat... I''m going to cum inside; I''ll fill you with my seed...."


    "Nngh... Darling... cum inside; I want your seed to impregnate me...." Tiamat begged Lancelot before Tyr moaned excitedly, "Emperor... fill me too... I want your seed...."


    He could only increase the speed and power in his tail to make Tyr cum hard enough to forget his sperm; that was all for Tiamat, as her tight tunnel began to suck tight as if vacuuming his cock inside her before her cervix and womb wrapped around his cock.


    Tiamat''s eyes rolled back as she felt her mind explode with a strange white word; under the intense climax, her body began to convulse and tighten her insides as they twisted around his shaft, while convulsing while milking his cock, as he felt the familiar urge to cum inside her, to fill her eggs room with his seed and impregnate her.


    "Tiamat... Nngh... take all my seed...." Lancelot growled before Tiamat hugged him tightly, "Yes... Darling... fill me with your seed; make me yours....!"


    "Emperor.... Cum inside me too... fill my eggs room...." Tyr begged.


    But it fell on deaf ears, as Lancelot''s thick glans pushed against the entrance of Tiamat''s egg room before opening it up, allowing his thick viscous sperm to flood her room, as she screamed in delight, her womb, accepting his seed as the excess sperm began to flow into her womb, filling it with his hot, white seed.


    The moment he shot his last spurt, her insides tightened and closed her womb off completely as his cock slipped out with a loud and slimy pop, not allowing a single drop to be lost, as she fell into his arms...


    A strange radiant glow came from her entire body as a marking formed on her horns... his incubus marking, and the name Lancelot''s bitch in dragon tongue was etched into her runes...


    Tyr watched with a jealous gaze before Lancelot suddenly pulled his tail out of her slit, making her yelp, "Emperor...?"


    Before she could understand what was happening, she was suddenly thrown against the tree trunk, her breasts crushed under his chest, and his erect member thrust into her gaping cunt...


    It wasn''t until he made Tyr''s womb react the same, and both of the females were sleeping on the grass peacefully, that their day of lust ended, as Lancelot sat back, looking at the kingdom...


    "I owe Vellan... and the other girls, how could I forget over my joy of completing a kingdom... what kind of a date would a succubus hero enjoy?"

 Chapter 197: Chapter 38: Wholesome Succubus Date?

    Tyr and Tiamat didn''t wake up for almost twelve hours, so Lancelot enjoyed the day together and got some rest. And he was scolded by Maria and Guinevere when he returned, as both female dragons were still acting strange.


    ''Damn, those two dragons flew away saying something about needing a roost... So I got shouted at.''


    ***


    The next morning, he met with Vellan, having asked her what she wanted to do for her reward the night before, and she asked to visit the city with him.


    Because it was for a date, Lancelot chose to take her to the nostalgic city of Narue.


    First taking the portal to Camelot, the pair flew together over the expanding western territory, her soft blue skin shimmering in the sunlight while he enjoyed the cool breeze of the wind as they shot across the sky before reaching the city in a few hours.


    "Wow... it''s pretty from this high in the air..." Vellan whispered, sitting on the forearm of Lancelot, who flapped his huge wings, slowly descending to the ground as the city was a no-flight zone.


    "Haha... I am glad you can enjoy it this time."


    Lancelot felt nostalgic seeing the runes on the huge walls filled with beauty.


    He noticed the strange magical runes formed at the gate and remembered it stopped troops entering in large amounts.


    ''Maybe I should get something similar for Maria''s kingdom if possible.''


    This would be expensive, and he knew that, but protecting his lovely ice fairy and the other women staying there in a rotation was worth it.


    "The city isn''t as pretty as you Vellan..."


    "Eh?"


    Somehow, the words came from my mouth as she looked at me with a dark purple face, her lovely blue skin blushing from head to chest as her hands tightened around mine.


    ''I never expected the succubus hero to be so cute.''


    "Hehe, my brother called me pretty..." S§×ar?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The pair entered the desert city of Narue together hand in hand, this time there was nobody following them or chasing them...


    Both wanted to enjoy the strange food first as they were a little hungry, then they took the chance to enjoy some hot cocoa made with the special beans found only in the winter desert.


    "What would you like to do now, Vellan?" Lancelot asked with a gentle smile, watching her eat a candied monster core. Something that only demons and monsters could eat. If a human tried, they would die within a few days.


    "Hmm... brother, Vellan wants to see a place where I can dance. Is it okay?" Vellan tilted her head, looking at Lancelot, who thought momentarily before smiling.


    ''There was a place Milvar suggested...''


    "I know the perfect place... let''s go."


    He took Vellan''s hand as they walked through the streets together, passing beautiful shops, restaurants and even a small inn, where couples could spend time alone together, but the further they travelled, it became more rustic and filled with tents and small merchants before they arrived at a huge area where music was playing as tribal and nomads were dancing to their native music in turn...


    "How? Do you want to try?" Lancelot asked Vellan, who nodded excitedly as she jumped off his arms before he landed, returning to her human form. Vellan''s wings disappeared, and her horns shrank.


    The music was fast, making Vellan''s slender legs and hips sway beautifully as she danced; the nomads and tribal people saw her dancing skillfully, joining her before she started to dance with them, making Lancelot smile.


    "Pretty demon!!!"


    "Wonderful!"


    Lancelot''s wings faded, but he didn''t lose his horns as the catchy melody continued; he started to dance, mirroring Vellan''s strange but sensual dance but using a male''s steps, slowly approaching her, noticing her golden eyes glowing as she noticed him, as both danced closer together.


    "Brother dances well!!" Vellan smiled excitedly as Lancelot grabbed her waist, spinning her around before hugging her close, making Vellan''s heart beat quickly as she felt his warmth and breath on her horns.


    "Vellan... shall we keep dancing?"


    "Brother... Vellan wants to stay with you....!"


    Both continued to dance, their bodies sticking close together as Vellan danced before Lancelot spun her around, hugging her close as her soft butt pressed against his crotch, her tail wrapping around his waist while he held her hands, making the nomads and tribal people cheer excitedly.


    "Brother...." Vellan whispered in his ears, "Vellan wants to mate with you..." She winked at him, able to feel his erection as her buttocks began to press against him in a more raunchy way. They danced for two hours before finally stopping, taking a large tankard of the local ale to refresh themselves.


    It was cheap, delicious and fruity, with the sandwich made of lamb and other meats in a kebab fashion.


    Both ate merrily together before Lancelot paid for the meal and drinks, leaving the nomads and tribal dancers with a gold coin each, making them very happy.


    "Brother..." Vellan blushed as he lifted her off the sand, carrying her light but soft body with one arm, letting her plump buttocks sit on his forearm; the pair slowly walked through the late afternoon Narue, approaching a small inn together that was extremely expensive, with high levels of defensive magic on the door.


    Ding-A-Ling!


    The bell sounded as the pair entered, with a beautiful middle-aged female greeting them, standing behind an elegant marble counter and holding a black book with a smile.


    "Welcome to the Desert Nights Inn; I hope you two will enjoy your stay...."


    Her eyes looked at Lancelot''s horns before widening with a smile; it was rare for a succubus to be treated with such affection and care; how he gently carried her and used his magic to protect her face and body from the dirt was obvious to anyone with detection skills.


    "Indeed, I am. Can I rent a room?"


    "Of course, sir... We offer rooms with different qualities depending on the price..."


    She flipped the black book to show him the different rooms. The most expensive was large, but had more features like a heated spa bath with bubble and jet functions, a small fridge and kitchen in case you got hungry at night... Twenty Avalon coins per person, he just booked it for five days.


    "Sir... your currency is accepted here.... thank you for choosing us!" She bowed respectfully before Lancelot took Vellan up to the top floor; there was a spiral staircase covered with beautiful rugs and carpets to prevent slipping and dust from getting on them.


    When they opened the door, it was a beautiful room decorated with Arabian style; there was a large bed with silk curtains hanging above it, a heater near the window, a small lounge area with a coffee table, couch and television... a large bathroom with a toilet and shower, along with a spa bath.


    Lancelot put Vellan down as she stretched her arms and wings before turning to him with a blush, "Brother...."


    "Do you want to rush to do those things? I booked five days for a reason, my cute little Vellan; how about we enjoy the first night without those things? Come here and sit on my lap; I will apply this Galmori oil on your wings and horns."


    Galmori oil is good for the health of skin and bones and exceptionally helpful in treating demon horns and wings. Due to their strong hide and flesh, it need either Galmori oil or Sunara cream to soak into the wings and help smoothen any kinks or damage.


    Vellan blushed before walking towards Lancelot, who sat on the couch before patting his thighs, "Come; I will treat your horns and wings; I promise you won''t regret it." Lancelot promised Vellan with a smile.


    "Brother...." Vellan''s heart thumped loudly before she sat on his lap, letting him apply the Galmori oil on her horns, making them shine as he rubbed it.


    The feeling was amazing as she grasped his thighs, letting out sensual moans; as for most demons, the horns were extremely sensitive and erogenous organs... her body trembled as she felt his fingers care for each nook and small cranny of her horns, teasing the ridges and curve... as she began to climax.


    Vellan''s moans filled the room as Lancelot continued to care for her horns, making sure every inch of them was cared for before he moved onto her wings, making her tremble in his lap; his hands caressed the smooth surface of her wings, making her bite her lips and squirm as he applied the Galmori oil on each part...


    The entire process was amazing for Vellan... who now realised why he didn''t put forward having sex tonight... just being massaged and caressed; she was exhausted and sweaty... the pleasure from his hands was too strong...


    "Brother... Vellan felt so good." Vellan moaned before Lancelot carried her to the large bed, tucking her in before laying down beside her, "Vellan, sleep well; we have five nights ahead of us... let''s enjoy our time together."


    "Brother...." Vellan blushed before nodding, closing her eyes to sleep, as Lancelot did too...


    ''This girl has been through a lot... and I neglected them too much... Lusia was too kind, turning down my invite so Vellan could enjoy it alone; maybe next time I''ll bring Lusia and Ikumi on a trip.'' Lancelot thought before falling asleep.

 Chapter 198: Chapter 39: Date Two - The Final Steps

    On the second morning, it was another lovely sunny day in the desert as the sunlight illuminated their wonderful hotel room.


    With Vellan clung to his chest, Lancelot could only smile bitterly.


    ''How is the City Morgana?'' He asked via their connected chat, now with three people able to communicate using it.


    "It is rather boring without you... Although Rena was a little sad that you suddenly vanished with little Vellan the moment you won after she heard about your demon king form finally awakening, she wanted to throw a party... such a cute woman."


    "Ah, ~ Morgana, don''t tell him he will bully me later! Lancelot, I am happy you won! Milvar said you were a wonderful commander, and she wouldn''t mind if I were pregnant forever!? Can you believe it!"


    ''You are both adorable; I will come home soon to see you both, so take care of your bodies.''


    "Mmmm, make sure you take good care of Vellan; she''s a very naive and cute girl for a succubus, while her sister Lusia is a bit of a lewd girl who is already planning how you will make her pregnant..."


    With the bloodline of an empress succubus, Morgana knew the others extremely well, including the two heroes who were a challenge for others to look after.


    The magical voices of the two women were so clear and in sync that he almost laughed out loud at them enjoying a morning meal together and gossiping when he called.


    ''Guinevere?''


    Guinevere seemed too busy as she didn''t respond to him for a while before a hurried and cute reply came from the breathless Guinevere.


    "Forgive me, darling... Maria and Melodica wanted to play a game of fairy tag... but they could fly so easily! It''s unfair, so I used Tiamat and Tyr to find them, hahaha!"


    Of course, he already knew because Maria had messaged him with the same words, but the opposite was that Guinevere cheated using the dragons, so she used the fairies to win.


    While he spent an hour or so chatting to these five lovely women, making sure to let them hear his voice so they didn''t worry, sometimes Sumika and Marimo would make random input messages with Marimo using business and the troops to flirt while Sumika was speaking about her fox girls getting stronger.


    Ikumi only gave a short message and asked that she could also have a date with him in the empire when they returned, like they did when the first meeting.


    ''Ikumi seems so much more mature now... I wonder what kind of date we''ll enjoy, but first, I should wake this lazy piglet up... her blue tummy is on show.''


    ***


    "Vellan, are you going to wake up soon?" Lancelot poked her soft cheeks, feeling the warmth of her residual body heat and the sticky saliva from her drooling in her sleep.


    Her soft wings twitched as his fingers stroked them, making her moan softly as she woke up before yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes, "Brother...?"


    "Good morning, Vellan. Shall we enjoy a nice breakfast together?" Lancelot pinched her cheeks, making her pout before nodding cutely, "Vellan will wash her face...."


    She walked into the bathroom before he heard the sound of running water as she washed her face, but suddenly Lancelot hugged her from behind, his hands gently holding two soft sponges as he rubbed cleansing oils into one and an exfoliating cream on the other.


    "I will pamper you again; let me wash your cute little face." Lancelot whispered into Vellan''s ears, making her blush before nodding cutely, "Brother... Vellan likes it...."


    The pair washed their faces together before Lancelot applied moisturiser and sunscreen on her face; he always used it on Maria because she was so pale in the frosty forest, and he didn''t want her skin to dry out.


    As for Vellan, she didn''t need it because of her succubus and demon heritage, but he liked it because she was cute, and the sparkling look of her lovely face wasn''t a lie.


    "Brother... Vellan feels refreshed...." She wiped her face with a soft towel before Lancelot dried his hands and patted her head, "Let''s enjoy some breakfast; I heard they serve a delicious Carmel stew here...."


    "Carmel stew!? Vellan wants to try it!" Vellan smiled excitedly before Lancelot nodded, "Then let''s go downstairs...."


    A Carmel was a sweet but delicious meat that was perfect for very bitter and salty broths or roasted meals; in Narue, it was used with a well-known fish sauce and broth that was very salty with a bad smell, but with the Carmel that lives in the desert, an animal similar to a sand swimming chicken it became a mild, but rich breakfast that the locals swore by!


    Lancelot and Vellan ordered two bowls, a plate of fresh fruit, and two cups of extra-strong Narue coffee before enjoying it together.


    As advertised the soup was so rich and flavourful that Vellan loved it before the two decided to walk around the city today, exploring it together, as she held his hand happily.


    ''Vellan seems happier than before...''


    Vellan was more comfortable, no longer feeling the sudden rush to have sex when she was a little introverted compared to her sister and kin.


    She would copy her sister''s words and thoughts to hide it, but she liked this slow and gentle approach... her heart constantly throbbing and racing at the slightest gestures of her beloved Lancelot, who only ever looked at her face.


    Never did his gaze move to the occasional beautiful demon.


    Vellan noticed that he might look for a moment but smiled and looked happy only when looking at her!


    "Shall we take a ride on the river?" Lancelot asked as Vellan looked wistfully at the cute boats pulled by strange gigantic swans, their long necks stretching upwards as the boat driver controlled them with a rope.


    "Brother... Vellan wants to ride it...."


    "Then let''s go." Lancelot bought a ticket for thirty minutes as the couple boarded the large swan boat, which slowly drifted along the river, pulling them away from the bustling city of Narue.


    The route showed the city''s beauty from all angles before riding under a lovely tunnel for couples to share a private and loving moment.


    Lancelot kissed Vellan deeply during that tunnel, making her blush as tears filled her golden eyes, her lips trembling as she cried, unable to contain her emotions...


    "Brother... Vellan loves you...."


    "I know, Vellan... I love you too."


    The couple enjoyed the boat ride before returning to the city to continue walking together under the dark red skies; although Lancelot had spent two days so far with Vellan, he felt a strange sense of calm; instead of rushing, each moment was precious.


    Despite his mind being plagued by various questions and problems that came to him via his troubled wives.


    ''Well... let''s satisfy her dream tonight.'' Lancelot thought as he carried Vellan back to the hotel before booking a meal in the restaurant.


    The dinner menu was full of exotic Narue foods, but Lancelot chose a seafood dish made with Carmel meat mixed with crab and lobster before ordering a bottle of wine.


    "I am so happy, Lancelot..." For a moment as they walked along the night passage to their room, Vellan seemed more mature and beautiful than usual, as she held onto Lancelot''s hand tightly, filled with anticipation.


    "I am glad...." Lancelot smiled gently as they reached their room, opening it to reveal the beautiful moonlit view from their balcony.


    A bright silver orb illuminated the entire room, making Vellan gasp in awe before Lancelot hugged her from behind, kissing her horns and ears and blushing as her golden eyes shimmered with delight.


    She understood that it would happen tonight... S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Lancelot...." Vellan turned around before kissing Lancelot deeply, slowly a kiss building intensity slowly with each movement of their tongues, swirling around each other, coiling and sucking before Lancelot pushed Vellan onto the bed, the lovely blue skin of her body flush with slight sweat and the light from above, a lovely succubus looking at him with dreamy eyes.


    Vellan spread her legs before Lancelot climbed between them, his hands caressing her thighs and wings, making her moan excitedly, "Brother... Vellan wants you...."


    "I know; I''ll make you squeal tonight, Vellan...."


    She felt her body shudder from his words before his warm tongue trailed along her neck, before gently kissing her neck, as she wrapped her arms around his back and began to kiss his neck and chest obsessively.


    Her golden eyes fixated on his face, wanting to see his expressions as her tongue slipped down his abs, making Lancelot groan as he undid his belt, letting his thick member free...


    The musky scent of his manhood flowed into Vellan''s nostrils as she let out an excited moan; for her, the scent was like a delicious meal, causing her entire body to overflow with lust; she grabbed his shaft with her hand before stroking it slowly.


    Vellan puckered her lips, kissing his mouth before sucking on his lips, making Lancelot groan as he pushed her back onto the bed, his hands wrapped around her soft, elastic blue tits, teasing her dark purple nipples with his thumb.


    "Hehe~ brother, your huge thing is throbbing in Vellan''s small hands... pervert."


    "Hmmm... then look at your huge cherries in my hands? So lewd, little succubus."

 Chapter 199: Chapter 40: Vellans First Time *

    Vellan squeezed his member, rubbing along the thick veins that pulsed under her pressure while she pouted as she didn''t think her nipples were that big, but Lancelot seemed to enjoy fondling them, making her moan and twist her hips while he played with her body.


    "Ahhh! Brother!"


    Vellan moaned out when he leaned forward and sucked on her nipples; his tongue swirled around her hard nub before biting them slightly, making Vellan''s entire body feel hot, like a fire was ignited in her abdomen.


    She rubbed his member harder, relying on the memories inside her mind from birth about how to please a male, her fingers spreading apart to caress and jerk his shaft while Lancelot''s lips sucked on her blue tits, his tongue teasing her purple nipples drowning her mind in pleasure.


    "Brother.... Vellan feels so good..."


    She moaned out as Lancelot looked up, his lips wet from sucking on her Succubus nectar, making Vellan tremble as her demonic nectar slowly oozed out of the tips of her nipples, sweet and addictive making him more aroused.


    "Your taste is so sweet and fresh like berries, Vellan... I want to taste you more.."


    Lancelot lifted off her body, a thick strand of silver saliva forming a bridge between her swollen nips and his tongue, while he slid down and parted her legs slowly while she gasped.


    A thick musky aroma flowed from her soft, blue mound with tightly closed petals, both neat and pretty to his eyes, as he leaned in and kissed the very tip of her bud, sliding his tongue along her enclosed clit, parting her petals ever so slightly, a sweet and sticky tasted filling his mouth.


    "Vellan, you taste wonderful... Big brother wants to devour you whole."


    "Ha....Mmmn... it''s so weird... and strange...!"


    Lancelot whispered as he tasted her demonic nectar, its scent turning stronger as Vellan''s petals unfolded, spreading open as Lancelot kept playing with her flower bud, circling it with his thick tongue, plucking the soft petals before swirling around her exposed purple clit while Vellan was losing focus only able to hold onto the bed tightly.


    "Brother.... it''s so amazing...." Her body felt so hot with just his erotic kiss on her lower lips.


    She began to close her mouth with a palm while moaning and squealing each time his lips wrapped around her clit and sucked gently.


    It was light lightning that shocked her brain as she leaked more succubus sap that would make Lancelot even hornier.


    Vellan looked down at him as she enjoyed Lancelot eating her out, his hands held her thighs tightly while his mouth worked on her blue slit, and his tongue flicked her clit back and forth, licking her sticky juices that flowed out freely while his fingers traced her slender legs, stroking her smooth skin before moving up towards her tightening belly, feeling her body heat up and tremble.


    "Brother.. ahhn... it feels so weird... I''m going to lose my mind..." Vellan moaned out, holding her stomach while Lancelot kept playing with her lower lips, pushing his tongue deep into her core, tasting her sticky demonic sap that made him unable to stop kissing her blue slit.


    His tongue was so long he could tease her fleshy slit, able to reach her g-spot and glide along it with the slimy tip of his tongue, making her hips flutter as she began to feel intense pleasure.


    It was sweet and addicting, making him lick her repeatedly, his hands squeezing her thighs while Vellan started to lose control.


    Her fingers dug into the mattress, tearing holes in the fabric while her wings spread out, and her horns began to glow as she felt herself climaxing.


    "Brother... something is coming out... AHHN!" She let out a loud, cute moan as her first orgasm washed over her.


    Lancelot drank her demonic sap as he licked her slit clean, sucking the thick white nectar into his mouth, the sour and sweet taste causing him to exhale hot breath down her legs while Vellan shivered, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm.


    She trembled and fluttered her hips as if fucking Lancelot''s face, with her wings covering her face, unable to see the lustful expression she had.


    "Vellan..."


    Lancelot''s deep voice caused her dreamy expression to turn towards her left slowly. Her lips parted as a thick, salty taste suddenly pushed into her mouth, the hard meat prying open her mouth as it filled her with a musky and addictive scent...


    "Mmmmh... Brothers cock.... it''s so delicious! Nnnph...!"


    Vellan''s tongue began to slither and slide along Lancelot''s veiny shaft, her mouth sucking on his meat pole, her lips wrapping around the thick glans as she began to move her head, but struggled as she was so tired and felt a little sluggish.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll help you."


    "Mmm...Nngh.... gubuh.... so big..."


    Lancelot placed his hand on her horns, guiding her movements, helping Vellan suck on his member deeper and faster while he watched her soft cheeks squeeze his meat, bulging out as she gagged from his cock pushing into her throat, while her purple tongue rolling around his huge mushroom head, while her hands held his throbbing shaft now smeared with her slimy, but sweet saliva...


    Everything from a succubus was designed to be delicious and erotic for the opposite sex... as his cock was delicious for her.


    "Vellan... your mouth feels so good..." Lancelot grunted as he thrust his hips, watching her large tits jiggle and bounce while she gurgled and choked on his shaft.


    Her mouth was full of his meat, which caused her to drool from her lips and nose as it dribbled and leaked more slime all over her blue breasts, staining them as she enjoyed this erotic act, wanting to pleasure her master... lord and king who took care of her...


    Vellan''s mind was hazy; she wanted Lancelot''s cum; her golden eyes stared up at him, looking at his handsome face that made her heart skip a beat while he groaned louder.


    His body trembled as he grabbed her horns, pulling them back and forth quickly while Vellan relaxed her jaw, letting him fuck her mouth roughly, slamming his hips into her face as she felt his member swell up.


    "Nnngh... Mmmph.... Guhbuh... Shlrup.... Hmmmph...Hmm..!?"


    Vellan''s muffled cries came out as Lancelot slammed his hips one last time, forcing his thick, meaty pole down her throat, cutting off her airflow.


    While he gripped her horns tightly as his ether began to flood into Vellan''s body the moment his cock began pumping his hot semen into her stomach.


    Vellan drank his creamy milk greedily, gulping it down as much as she could while some spilt out from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her blue chin and onto her fat tits.


    "Vellan... swallow it all..." Lancelot grunted as he pulled his member out, shooting several ropes of semen into her mouth, making her choke again.


    At the same time, he jerked his shaft, spraying his remaining seed over her face and blue body, making her look like a mess of milky semen.


    Despite this, she happily guzzled his warm milk, swallowing it as she reached climax from the ether being forced into her body, her ass lifting as she arched her body and began to spurt her succubus juices all over the bed, with a cute little yelp of pleasure and sudden pleasure.


    "Brother... Haa...Hmmm... Vellan felt so good enough that she just sucked and swallowed... it was so tasty..."


    Vellan swallowed all his seed, licking her blue lips as she looked at Lancelot with half-closed eyes, her face messy with semen and drool as she lay there on the bed, breathing heavily while Lancelot picked her up, kissing her blue lips before stroking her silky black hair, looking at the lovely little succubus.


    "I want to enter here..." His fingertips pushed against her entrance, the soft meat bubbling with her overflowing nectar as Vellan blushed, her small hands reaching down to part her lower lips, showing Lancelot her pink insides that throbbed for him as she looked at him shyly.


    "Brother can put it in... Vellan... doesn''t mind if it hurts..."


    Her words made Lancelot smile, but he didn''t rush, instead cuddling with her for a while.


    "How do you want to do it?" Lancelot asked softly, whispering in her ears while Vellan blushed, thinking about the position she saw in her mother''s memories that humans used, called the cowgirl position, where the female rode the man...


    "Vellan wants to try riding, brother.... is that okay...?" She asked shyly while Lancelot smiled, nodding his head while he rolled over, laying on the bed as Vellan sat on his muscular stomach. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her hands stroked his chest while his member stood upright, rubbing her blue ass as she raised her hips and turned around, facing Lancelot''s feet while she bit her lips nervously.


    "Vellan... your asshole is so cute... a purple little hole puckering in my face..." Lancelot teased her making Vellan blush as she lowered herself, grabbing his cock with one hand, aiming the bulbous mushroom head against her soaked, sticky pussy lips.


    "Brother... here..."


    She moaned out when Lancelot''s glans stretched her insides apart, making her leak out more demonic nectar while Lancelot stroked her thighs and blue ass, enjoying the sight of his meat pole slowly entering her purple insides.

 Chapter 200: Chapter 41: Vellans Cherry **

    The tight walls squeezed around him, coiling around his girth as Vellan whimpered, her mouth agape as she gasped for air, Lancelot''s shaft stretching her insides, his tip pushing deeper as it expanded her small pussy to her limit of comfort while tears formed in her eyes from the strange pain that quickly transformed into unbelievable pleasure that assaulted her body.


    "Brother... so big inside Vellan..."


    She moaned out while Lancelot chuckled, massaging her smooth blue ass as Vellan lowered herself further, half of his shaft buried inside her hot insides before stopping, taking deep breaths as her body trembled from the newfound pleasure, her lovely drooping breasts jiggled as she trembled, biting her lips as Lancelot groaned underneath her.


    "You''re amazing, Vellan..."


    He complimented her as his hands grasped both sides of her soft, squishy cheeks and teased her plump meat while she nodded, raising her hips until only his tip remained inside her before lowering herself again, impaling her insides onto his meat pole, the fat glans rubbing and pulling at her insides while Lancelot grunted underneath her.


    His tip pushed against her womb''s entrance, stretching her pussy to its limit as Vellan whimpered, her elegant waist bouncing a lustful dance on top of Lancelot, who enjoyed the view of her backside.


    Her plump blue ass bounced along, both her lovely cheeks clapping together with a lewd jiggle as the slight sweat dripped between her ass with her lovely slender figure, her long hair sticking to her sweaty skin while she panted like an animal in heat.


    "Haa.... Hmmm... Brother....It''s good... Vellan''s first time...!"


    Lancelot groaned underneath her, her insides squeezing tightly around his cock as Vellan whimpered, moaning loudly while her voice echoed in the room, filling the entire room with her loud moans as she bounced faster, impaling herself on his meat pole that rubbed against every inch of her insides, teasing her sensitive spots as they throbbed, stimulating her body further as it released more demonic nectar, lubricating her insides further as Vellan galloped her hips faster and harder.


    "Good girl, deeper, let my cock tease your womb... such a lovely blue ass.... I want you so badly, Vellan."


    "Nnnm...It''s hard.... to breathe as you push against my tummy... Haa...Hymn!"


    Lancelot''s hands reached for her back, grasping her lovely blue hanging breasts from behind as they swayed along with her bounces, her large melons jiggling in his palms while Vellan whimpered, her mouth open as her tongue hung outside, drool dripping from her lips as she gasped for air, her small body trembling from the unbelievable pleasure assaulting her mind.


    "Too much Ether... I''m going to cum..!" She cried out, feeling the thick bursts of Ether flooding into her from Lancelot''s hands and the tip of his cock.


    Her body trembled as Lancelot smirked, releasing even more Ether while Vellan whimpered, her hips slowing down as she felt her insides expanding along with her womb that swelled up, absorbing all the energy Lancelot was giving her.


    "Brother... too much... Vellan can''t hold any more..." She whined as Lancelot chuckled underneath her, letting go of her breasts as he grabbed her wide blue hips, moving her slightly and adjusting his angle.... so his tip would penetrate her womb directly and crush her lewd succubus core hiding inside.


    "Aga!? Nnngh....Mmmm!? Haaa...hurt....s.!!"


    Vellan screamed when Lancelot thrust upwards, piercing through her last defence as his tip pressed against her succubus core, crushing it instantly as Vellan came due to the sheer reaction of his cock penetrating her soft core''s outer layer...


    Her clear demonic nectar squirted out, spraying the room and bed with a thick, slimy ooze, nothing like a normal woman as she tremble with her insides suddenly clasping, tightening and caressing his member.


    Vellan''s feminine desire and instincts as a succubus had just awakened fully... losing her purity... and experiencing such a brutal climax... she was now drinking his Ether with her entire body, transforming it into her power... as she began to look more beautiful, skin more silky and cute... and hair shimmering with a shiny gloss.


    "Haha.... cute little Vellan."


    Lancelot smirked, increasing the Ether release as Vellan whimpered, her swollen womb unable to absorb any more Ether while her insides sucked around his meat pole, milking. Him for every drop of semen he had as Lancelot groaned underneath her, enjoying her insides sucking him off as he prepared himself to burst.


    "Cumming Vellan... let your core drink it all!"


    He grunted, releasing another burst of Ether into Vellan''s body as she trembled.


    Her swollen womb couldn''t handle anything anymore, as a purple flame burst from her body while Vellan screamed, crying out in a mixture of bliss and pain as she leaned forwards, holding his thighs tightly, while her insides squeezed tighter, coaxing him further as his throbbing meat pole finally burst.


    "Cuming Vellan!"


    He grunted out when his thick, creamy white seed flooded her insides, stuffing her insides full as Vellan whimpered, her body twitching from the unbelievable pleasure assaulting her mind while her insides continued sucking everything he had.


    Stream after stream of thick, fertile cream poured into her insides while Vellan moaned, her stomach bloating as Lancelot chuckled underneath her, stroking her blue ass and slender waist as he pulled her closer.


    "Good Girl...."


    He whispered when Vellan leaned against his body, panting heavily as her insides continued sucking all of his sperm and ether dry, not leaving a single drop inside her as Lancelot smiled, stroking her blue hair and horns, finally noticing the dark blue blood along his cock... it seemed she tried hard to hide any painful moments...


    "Brother..."


    "Call me husband from now on, Vell."


    "Nn~ husband... I feel so full and sleepy.." She murmured while Lancelot chuckled, hugging her small body as he closed his eyes, falling asleep along with her as he enjoyed their post-sex bliss...


    His member was still stuck inside Vell''s insides, plugging her insides shut while keeping his semen stuffed inside her.


    "Sleep well... Vell."


    ***


    "Husband..... hmm..."


    Vellan hummed as she woke up, her insides still filled with Lancelot''s cock plugging them shut while he slept soundly underneath her, spooning her from behind, as she gave a devilish smile, feeling the pleasure of his enlarged glans pulling and gouging her insides, with his slow, but powerful movements in his sleep...


    "Haa... darling... there''s more sperm.... did we keep going in our sleep~ ah.... how embarrassing..." Vellan had become more mature... a little sensual, but still the cute blue-skinned succubus that was attached to him.


    Lancelot continued sleeping peacefully, unaware of Vellan''s mischievous actions as she moved her hips, fucking herself on his morning wood while enjoying his masculine scent, his strong arms holding her slender waist and crushing her chest with one of his muscular arms, wrapped around her, feeling his warm breath tickle her nape, making her giggle.


    "Husband... is a beast in his sleep... I love it~."


    She giggled out, raising her hips while Lancelot''s member pulled at her insides, scraping her sensitive spots as she whimpered, biting her lips as Lancelot also let out deep moans in her ear, causing Vell to shudder and feel herself getting horny. Lancelot seemed to naturally start releasing a powerful burst of ether that assaulted Vellan''s body...


    making her tremble from the sudden pleasure assaulting her body.


    "So much ether.... husband must have dreamt of Vell..." She giggled, imagining the scenes in his dreams as she bounced faster, impaling her insides on his member that twitched; she wanted to start the day with an orgasm...


    Then she would wake her husband with a kiss... her hips galloped while twisting from side to side, feeling his curved cock rubbing her g-spot and teasing her womb with one thrust... she let out wet moans before speeding up.


    "Husband... Vell''s pussy is yours.... use it whenever you want..." She whimpered out, feeling Lancelot''s arm becoming tighter around her tits and her plump blue ass, stroking and kneading her soft cheeks while Vellan whimpered, enjoying his touch as her hips sped up, bouncing faster and faster.


    The room was alive with lewd clapping sounds echoing with the wet and sultry noise, along with her moans while Lancelot''s cock began to throb inside her tight, warm pussy.


    "Haaa... Mmmn..... Oh!? Husband~ feels close..." She whimpered out, feeling Lancelot''s grunts in her ear as he hugged her smaller body, pressing her back against his muscular chest while Vellan gasped


    Vell moaned out, gasping for air as Lancelot ravaged her insides with his throbbing cock, deforming and gouging her pussy as he fucked her into submission despite being asleep... She felt him begin to grow, knowing he was going to fill her with his hot white sperm! S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Cummiiinggg~! Husband''s morning wood.... so rough... Vell loves it!!"


    She cried out, squirting out her demonic nectar as Lancelot grunted, releasing a thick load of fertile semen into her insides that were still plugged shut, stuffing her insides full with his thick cream as Vellan whimpered, her stomach bloating while Lancelot hugged her.


    "Mmmn... Darling.... so much sperm..." Vellan whimpered out, enjoying Lancelot''s embrace while his morning wood remained hard inside her, plugging her insides shut as Vell giggled, turning her head around to see his peaceful expression as she planted a kiss on his lips... waking him up while still connected to him.


    "Good morning, husband... Vell hopes you had sweet dreams..."


    She greeted while Lancelot grinned, returning the kiss as his hand grabbed her blue plump ass, squeezing it playfully while Vellan whimpered, her insides still plugged shut by his cock that began to rub her insides... causing her to gasp for air as Lancelot kissed her neck.


    "I think I did, wife... a blue goblin with a fat ass fucked me all night and kept my cock warm."

 Chapter 201: Chapter 42: Preparing For The Future

    The afternoon sun was blazing down on Vellan and Lancelot''s window, shining through with brilliant fingers of light. The pair rode a comfy carriage that cost extra and was normally reserved for nobles or rich merchants.


    Lancelot sat by the window, looking at the passing scenery with an excited smile, while Vellan just relaxed on her seat, enjoying the comfortable cushion.


    "Husband~ my crotch is sore... make it better!" She shamelessly asked as she looked at him with sad eyes.


    Not wanting her to complain, as the bouncing carriage rushed towards the east, he lifted her legs over his lap, softly moving them and began to massage her thighs, earning moans from Vellan.


    Lancelot watched as Vellan smiled happily as she enjoyed the relaxing sensation, but after some minutes of rubbing her thighs, his hands slowly moved up, reaching her inner thigh area, causing the cheeky mare to let out a sweet moan before pouting at him, biting his arm in retaliation.


    "Pervert..." She muttered as Lancelot chuckled.


    "You are the one asking me to massage you. It''s natural for me to rub your whole legs." He said with a smug smile.


    "You became so lewd after I let you inside me~ such a bad guy... I will tell my sister!"


    "I think your sister would beat you instead... You know how badly she wants me."


    "Bad guy, you can''t dick my sister, she is crazy!


    Instead of taking it seriously, he chuckled at her worried face, pulling her against his chest, cuddling her tightly and whispering into her ears, "Okay then, little Vell. Unless she asks for it as a reward, I won''t fuck her."


    The sound of the surrounding monsters howling and growling in the distance and the trampling of hooves sounded through the open window as they enjoyed the travel; no longer in a lustful mood, Lancelot and Vellan enjoyed each other''s company.


    "...Fine... But if she begs, I don''t mind sharing you with her... sometimes..." Vellan finally gave up and agreed as Lancelot grinned victoriously.


    The carriage passed a group of Orcs dragging a huge, monster-sized deer behind their mounts, which growled at the carriage but were soon scared away by the sharp blades of the fierce war beasts growling back with a deeper and more deadly tone.


    The driver controlling the war beasts waved at Lancelot through the small window as if to tell him to relax, who returned the gesture, showing the respect between warriors to one another as the carriage continued its journey.


    Vellan sighed as she buried herself in Lancelot''s embrace, muttering, "I wish we could stay like this forever... just you and me... not worrying about anything..."


    "Unfortunately, life isn''t so easy, Vell; we must work hard to achieve our dreams," Lancelot whispered.


    "What if you become super strong and leave me alone?"


    "How can I leave you alone when you''re part of my army? Silly... I could never leave any of you alone; now, you aren''t just Vellan to me, but I hope you will become one of my brides one day." Lancelot reassured Vellan, making her blush cutely.


    "Idiot... Don''t say something like that when you''re already married!"


    "Who says I can''t marry more girls? If enough beauties want to marry me, I don''t see why not." Lancelot shamelessly answered.


    Vellan blushed as she bit Lancelot''s hand before hugging him tightly, "Bad guy... If my sister wants to, then we will... I can''t leave her alone. Otherwise, we can just have fun..." She whispered shyly.


    Lancelot smirked at Vellan''s cute, blushing face; he didn''t force her further, knowing she had mixed feelings about it, unlike her sister, who was straightforward and honest with her desire.


    Six hours passed before they arrived at the new territory for Camelot... the huge black walls shimmering with beauty and ferocity greeted Lancelot and Vellan as they neared the city it was preparing to become a kingdom with so many small villages being created from the destroyed minor races and monsters.


    Large fortifications surrounded the territory, with dozens of towers acting as watchtowers for the many units protecting the region.


    The black castle standing proudly in the middle of the town welcomed the travellers as they reached the tall gates; the lovely angel guards bowed at Lancelot as they opened the way.


    ''Wow... although smaller, that castle resembles the Raven Citadel.''


    Once they entered, cheers erupted, welcoming Lancelot and Vellan as they gazed at the bustling streets filled with people going to their shops and buildings.


    He was never expecting his territory to reach this state so soon... most thanks to his talented women, Morgana and Rena paired together months ago to buy extra summoning items for their current troops, like succubi and frost hares...


    She also got five standard half-elf-archer summoning fortifications, with three in the capital and one in either of the two largest towns near the western border for constant reinforcements.


    Guinevere was also very smart; she had been focused on getting farming, mining and trade skilled races and summoning items because, thanks to Lancelot, she had enough defenders each day; more than 200 would join her territories, and 500 would join Lancelot.


    Although Lancelot wasn''t sure if he could keep up with his army''s growth, he felt confident since he had powerful allies like the Royal Guards, Morgana, Guinevere and Marimo, who seemed to have grown into their roles...


    Now focused less on combat and more on dwarves to repair the walls, gnomes to create lovely clothes and items to trade for more items... Then, the help of Rena brought more demonic troops in exchange.


    ''I had no idea about all of this stuff... My women spoil me.''


    "Oh? Why are they all here?"


    "Husband... they probably missed you..."


    He noticed Morgana, Marimo, Guinevere, Rena, and hundreds of troops waiting for him at the castle entrance... He knew it was a little wasteful to have them all waiting for him here, so he quickly dismounted the carriage with Vellan and walked towards the beautiful ladies.


    "Driver, let''s get down; thanks for the ride. You can rest and enjoy the city as long as needed." Lancelot shouted to his driver.


    "Yes, boss!" The driver happily replied as the carriage left, leaving Lancelot with his women and troops.


    Morgana, Guinevere, Marimo, Rena, and others were about to run towards Lancelot, but he stopped them, not wanting the pregnant women to be so active while he was overwhelmed by the affection of his lovely wives.


    "Take care... you''re carrying out children... behave, I''ll come to you," Lancelot commanded, causing the women to nod shyly; only Rena and Morgana hugged him anyway, ignoring his words.


    "We missed you..." They both whispered as Vellan was gentle, stepping back to let them all greet him, watching him from afar with a lovely smile. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Oh... did you both?" Lancelot teased as Morgana giggled while Rena nodded cutely, kissing him passionately as Marimo stood a little away and gave a short bow. Her affection was subtle, but he knew it was burning like the sun under this pleasant bow.


    "Come, Marimo, there is space for you too."


    Marimo blushed as she slowly approached Lancelot, giving him a tight hug as Morgana and Rena laughed, teasing her, "Aww, the shy princess wants attention too!"


    Lancelot didn''t realise when or why, but he noticed that his women seemed to sort their differences out in private because they rarely fought in front of him... with Rena brushing Marimo''s hair as she hugged my cheek and Morgana patting her head...


    ''I guess they both like having lots of younger siblings... Especially the large Rena.'' Lancelot thought.


    After greeting everyone, Lancelot invited them to the throne room; he wanted to learn how everything was going so far; he was always busy killing and training during the past months, even making a new country, before begging them for help...


    Now, he had a short time before things would become hectic; There was the Ranking Battle at the Academy he HAD to take part in... then the eastern demon king, who was now something Lancelot was confident in fighting.


    ''With the Royal Guards and main army... I might win easily.'' He thought as he walked alongside his women, smiling at the workers and soldiers bowing at him...


    ''Well, let''s hear what they have to say and deal with the academy battle first.''


    Now Inside the Throne Room... Lancelot sat comfortably on his luxurious throne, decorated with beautiful gemstones and runes, giving it a mysterious and mighty feeling that made him feel like a king.


    He couldn''t help but grin as he stared at Morgana sitting on his right and Guinevere on his left side... Marimo was beside Guinevere while Rena stood behind him, playing with his hair gently.


    ''I feel like she would make a great mother...'' Lancelot thought as Rena brushed his hair lovingly while Morgana started talking.


    "Husband, do you remember the orcish tribe mentioned to the west? They seem sure to want to wage war with Rena, so I was wondering if we could have our troops help back her up?" Morgana asked.


    Lancelot turned to Rena, who nodded confidently, "If you need my troops, just take them. You are important to me, so don''t be so distant." Lancelot said while nodding at Rena, who bowed happily.


    "Haha, I am so happy~ I will bring victory." She said with a charming smile.


    Marimo looked at Morgana with jealousy, her eyes looking at the stomachs.


    "Umm... Husband, can I also go fight?" She asked, causing Lancelot to frown.


    "Why would you need to fight, Marimo? I don''t want to lose you..." Lancelot asked as Marimo pouted cutely, poking her finger cutely as she looked down.


    "But I can fight... I can command troops well and have been training myself daily." She said, making Lancelot sigh.


    "Marimo... I... Okay, as long as you take Ikumi and put your safety first." Lancelot finally gave in as Marimo nodded cutely, kissing his cheeks before returning to her position.


    ''They grew bolder...'' He thought as Morgana pinched his ear.


    "Husband, you spoil her too much... but I love the gentle you~ fufu."

 Chapter 202: Chapter 1: A New King?

    In a dark, gothic room filled with various demonic statues and a large organ, a young girl who seemed no older than sixteen with long black hair in pigtails wearing an equally dark purple dress was practising her piano skills. Her name is Carmilla, and this place was the Throne of Demons.


    A place where the demons of various races gathered once a month to discuss things that have happened recently.


    Carmilla looked young and weak, but her figure was a trick, designed to seal her power that would devour and suck dry everyone in the throne room, the most powerful of all demon kings in Avalon and the closest to the pinnacle of demon emperor.


    She stopped momentarily and noticed that the candles were dying out.


    "Everyone is here... Except for the newest member and that Oni girl, though rumours that she is pregnant have reached my ears. Let''s forgive them, as the new member probably hasn''t received his welcoming notice yet."


    "I wonder what a Demon with the bloodlines of both Angels and Dragons will be like..." The small girl smiled curiously as she tilted her head, letting her long black pigtails brush along the floor.


    At that moment, the doors swung open, revealing a muscular man with black wings and horns on his head and three eyes.


    A cloak covered his lower body, while his upper body only had some bandages wrapped around him. He walked down the red carpet and towards the empty seat next to Carmilla; he was the second oldest named Malachite, an old-fashioned demon.


    His entrance seemed to spell the entrance of all the other sixteen Demon Kings.


    Soon, sixteen thrones lined up and in each one, apart from the two absent seats, sat a unique-looking Demon King with their quirks and abilities. Some looked like humans, while others were more beastly in nature.


    Malachite turned to Carmilla and gave a polite smile. "Little lassie, how are you?"


    "Hmph! I''m not a kid anymore!" The little girl said in anger. "But I am fine, do you like my song? I made it just for today, hehe."


    "Ho-Ho-Ho... this old mind finds it pleasant, the melody as if going into battle, fighting a valiant hero and crushing his skull before his companions!" Malachite laughed gruffly as his three eyes started to shine.


    Carmilla giggled. "You''re too much!" She then turned serious. "Everyone, welcome back to the monthly gathering of the Demon Kings! This time, we have a new member who has ascended to join us, but there seems to be an issue with his invitation, so let us hope he doesn''t disappoint next month."


    "Ha-ha, there is no way! His lineage is probably weak, and he must be short-lived!" A demon with a snake-like body hissed, mocking the newbie.


    "True, the last ascended died after living for only 200 years! Pathetic!" Another demon with six arms and six legs laughed.


    "Now, now, we should respect our fellow kin. I smell great things in the future..." Carmilla shook her head with a smile before turning to Malachite. "Do you know anything about the newbie? You always seem to find things out earlier than any of us."


    "Ho-ho-ho... this new demon... he carries the scent of those divine bastards... the tiresome flying lizards who always defy us... and we have heard his name before... The Dancing Blade of the East...


    The one reported by Eastlin.


    "It cannot be!?" Eastlin shouted... his face turning pale white. "That brat!? That wretched child!?"


    Eastlin was a humanoid demon with bright red skin and six arms, known as a great warrior. However, even he felt irritation when hearing the Dancing Blade of the East title.


    "What is wrong, Eastlin?" Carmilla asked curiously.


    "T-that brat... The Sword Dancer has killed two of my captains, and I have already sent Sargosa to crush him with enough force to crush him easily!" Eastlin clenched his fists tightly. "He is nothing special, merely a human with talent!"


    "Sargosa? When was this?" Carmilla asked curiously.


    "About a month ago..." Eastlin replied through gritted teeth.


    The room fell silent at these words; they knew Sargosa should have returned by now.


    "Hoho... this is interesting..." Malachite smiled. "Our newest member killing Sargosa would be quite impressive..."


    Carmilla frowned. "This is a problem... we should send a messenger..."


    "Why? Sargosa will crush the newly ascended, and everything will be alright!" Eastlin shouted before Carmilla left her seat, each step she made almost floating through the air before arriving before the huge demon with an unimpressed face...


    "That man defeated Valek''todo and his necromancy, and the kingdom is now owned by the newly risen demon king''s wife. A high fairy." Carmilla narrowed her eyes dangerously. "If Sargosa fails, he will cause issues..."


    Eastlin gulped as he stared at the little girl''s beautiful face. "I-I apologise... I will send someone to check... please return to your seat..."


    Carmilla nodded with a smile as she floated back to her seat, her cute, childish appearance making many of the males present bored, but those who knew her true form were all but smitten with her... loyal, devoted simps.


    However, Eastlin was not a big shot... he was a relegated Demon King in the Far East... his eyes narrowed as he looked at her back before whispering. "I will crush the bastard, and nobody will stop me."


    There was no chance of him ever pulling back Sargosa... in fact, the Eastern Demon King Eastlin planned to send even more forces.


    He would crush Camelot!


    ****


    Meanwhile, in the empire, Lancelot was in a carriage; after meeting Merlin briefly, he was taken to the south...


    To meet the Baron Lovell. Regarding their marriage and because the first round of the global tournament would take place in a city close to where Maria''s family resided.


    Merlin had explained to Lancelot that Maria''s family was quite wealthy and had strong ties to the imperial army... so he needed to impress them; also, due to him being of Celtica descent, they would surely make it difficult for him, even though he already made Maria a Queen in Avalon.


    Lancelot found himself travelling with Maria and Sumika for five days to arrive near the Lovell estate... however, he soon discovered that the Lovell Estate was not just a simple manor or house...


    It was a vast land surrounded by tall walls; beyond the walls were hills of vineyards and crops.


    After entering through the gates, Lancelot saw farmhands working hard, and many guards were protecting the area, but even the guards were kind... helping the farmers when they struggled with the huge loads¡ªor picking up equipment for themselves.


    ''It''s clear the Baron isn''t a bad man...''


    Soon, the carriage arrived at the manor, which looked similar to what he expected, except it had a few extra buildings nearby... it seemed to be a massive trading hub with carriages constantly moving goods, workers running around, and knights patrolling.


    When they entered the main courtyard, Lancelot was stunned... hundreds of maids and butlers lined up and bowed towards Lancelot... greeting Maria loudly.


    He realised that Maria was loved dearly by the territory, people and her family. At first, he wondered if there was some kind of abuse, but seeing this, he realised abuse or a bad father meant he was just over the top... Lancelot could feel the affection towards her from the greetings and wide smiles...


    ''Wow... this is crazy!'' Lancelot thought as he stepped out of the carriage behind Maria and Sumika, the former holding onto the latter.


    Suddenly, a giant of a man approached them, his beard thick and his muscles bulging out of his clothing...


    "Maria, my beloved daughter, how have you been!?"


    "Papa! You are too much!" Maria cried out happily as she ran forward and jumped into her father''s embrace... Lancelot was shocked as he watched Maria''s personality change instantly...


    ''So, she is daddy''s little princess, huh?''


    No... before she hugged him, her body shot out with a spinning kick!?


    WHAM!


    Baron Lovell went flying?! Lancelot stood still in shock... did Maria seriously attack her father?


    "Papa! How dare you try to make me leave Lancelot! And this embarrassing greeting, what if he thinks I am a spoilt princess!!" Maria huffed as she crossed her arms and ignored the laughing man on the ground.


    Baron Lovell got up and roared with laughter. "Come on, darling, I am your father, and it is natural for fathers to adore their daughters!"


    Maria stomped her feet angrily as she glared at her father... Lancelot sighed in relief; it seemed Maria had kicked him as a joke.


    ''Jeez... they are alike...'' Lancelot sighed... watching the scene with Sumika beside him...


    Sumika leaned towards Lancelot and whispered. "Lady Maria comes across so cold to strangers, but she is very strong, loving and caring towards her friends and family."


    Her father stood up, impervious to the damage from Maria''s kick, as she tried to punch his chest, his huge hand placed on her head, keeping her too far to hit him, as he looked at Lancelot with stern eyes.


    "So, you are the handsome stud that knocked my little girl up?"


    BANG!


    A beautiful and mature woman''s feet suddenly smashed into the back of the Baron''s head; instantly his eyes became dim as she shot into the distant stone walls... As the woman landed with an elegant pose, Maria called out to her in a delighted voice.


    "Mama!" Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 203: Chapter 2: A Fathers Weakness... The Mothers Interest!

    Lancelot watched for a moment in a daze; the poor baron, the huge guy with brown hair, was suddenly smashed by this lovely Amazonian woman with silver hair... Her muscles were tight and powerful, yet she didn''t hide them or seem ashamed.


    Yet simultaneously, she carried an elegant and regal beauty... like a queen.


    "Are you Lancelot Du Lac? It is a pleasure to meet you... I have long been keeping an eye on your growth."


    Her voice was deep, resounding through the air, but there was no anger or bad feeling; it was a tone of interest, curiosity and respect... Something Lancelot rarely got from people he didn''t know.


    "Y-yes... My Lady?" Lancelot bowed politely... unsure how to address this woman...


    "Just call me Helena; no need for formalities between family," Helena spoke with a warm smile; unlike Maria, she wasn''t cold or shy but very outgoing and accepting, and Lancelot felt he could get along with her.


    Lancelot nodded politely; he would use her name as she wished.


    Helena turned to Maria and Sumika.


    "I am happy my little girl finally got some real friends, not those after her name or wealth... Tell me, is your mother doing well, Little girl of the Hotaru clan?" An upbeat tone, her eyes narrowed before looking to the sky as if she was reminiscing the past.


    Sumika bowed politely. "Yes... Mama sends her regards, Helena-sama..." It was cute seeing Sumika acting scared and being formal for Lancelot... but something was troubling him as his face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from his brows.


    "Good... Good... I haven''t seen Hotaru Clan members in ages, and I miss sparring with your mother... If she hadn''t married your father, I might have tried to steal her away," Helena chuckled lightly. "Maybe I will visit one day; it''s been too long since I visited the hot springs of your family."


    "Mama!! Get your hand off Lancelot''s ass!" Maria''s cute voice, using her natural dialect, was like a farmer girl, a bit rustic but cute and lovely with her soft tone... but Lancelot was frozen stiff... Helena''s hand was indeed groping his ass...


    "Hmm... nice buttocks, Maria, I can see why you love him..." Helena smirked teasingly as she licked her lips and slapped him with full force... Except he barely moved... causing her eyes to narrow, with a smile on her lips.


    "MAMA! STOP IT!" Maria grabbed Lancelot and pulled him away from her mother as Sumika hid behind him, her body shaking slightly...


    "Ara... I was just making sure he could give us a STRONG and POWERFUL heir... it seems with his current state, your eggs are already flooded with his sperm... when will I become a grandmother, fufu?"


    ''This woman... is scary! I want to speak with her angry dad!'' Lancelot shuddered... her gaze was fierce and domineering like a serpent, sneaking through his guard and always watching for an opening, and her aura caused him to break out into cold sweat... Maria''s mother was scary!


    Helena laughed before waving her hands and walking away. "Come, follow me; dinner will be ready soon, and your father is awake... but he won''t bother us until tomorrow."


    "Ugh... Papa can be too much sometimes... but Mama... what if he gets upset you touched a younger... more handsome man''s body..."


    "Fufu, he will try to beat that man up and win Mama''s love again! Ah~ my darling is so passionate and cut when jealous!"


    ''THIS WOMAN DID IT ON PURPOSE!'' Lancelot screamed internally... Maria''s mother was evil!


    Sumika patted his shoulder gently. "She does this with every male guest... don''t worry; she likes you..."


    "Huh... how can you know that?" Lancelot questioned in horror as Maria dragged him inside the manor...


    It was enormous, with servants bowing as they passed and nobles offering drinks, food or gifts to Maria, who politely declined them... Lancelot realised Maria came from a rich background... and it showed...


    "Because that crazy hag was always like that with mom... Once she got mom drunk, and they were kissing in the baths... Never again." Sumika shivered as she remembered her mother speaking of Helena Lovell, the strongest female martial artist on the continent.


    "I see..." Lancelot muttered... ''She kissed another man''s wife... evil!''


    Sumika nodded. "She is good, though... never uses her strength against innocents and protects anyone she loves... including my mom. But she is scary when angry... Ah...


    but don''t misunderstand, my dad asked to watch... and gave the alcohol... stupid dad."


    Lancelot froze... Sumika''s parents sounded perverted... but Helena reminded him of that damn elf that knew Sebastian... strong and terrifying, and maybe they would get along well...


    ''Should I introduce them?'' Lancelot wondered...


    He followed Maria, who guided him through the manor and upstairs to a large bedroom, where servants brought various clothes, items and trinkets for them.


    Maria introduced Lancelot to the servants, who were kind and polite... showing a side of Maria he had never seen... and he felt happy and uncomfortable at the same time, especially as they kept saying things like. "Please impregnate Maria-sama as soon as possible!" Or "We hope to raise the next generation soon."


    Sumika stayed with them, giggling at Lancelot''s reactions...


    "Ah, yes... Lancelot, Sumika is your concubine, correct?" Maria asked with a slight frown...


    "Yes... but I intend to treat them equally..." Lancelot answered truthfully...


    Maria nodded with a smile. "I knew you were a good man, but remember, Sumika is my friend... so don''t make her cry..."


    ''I am glad to see her growth... even telling me off now.'' Lancelot smiled... Maria was slowly growing, and he was glad to witness it.


    Sumika was initially jealous, but he noticed and stroked her head, making her blush...


    Soon, dinner time came, and Helena called them down for dinner... The dining hall was enormous, with a table longer than a dragon''s body...


    "Impressive... right?" Maria smiled proudly... but with a shy tone; she seemed to love her home.


    Lancelot nodded... "Impressive indeed!"


    Maria took Lancelot''s arm and pulled him along as Helena sat at the end of the table instead of her father, who sat in the second highest order, while Lancelot was beside Maria.


    Then, various servants in chef gear began walking towards them carrying dishes... Lancelot couldn''t describe the smell or taste; it was delicious, and Maria''s father and Helena were friendly and kind... treating him like part of the family. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However, Lancelot couldn''t help but feel uneasy... as Baron Lovell glared daggers at him, and Helena smiled teasingly... sometimes her feet would kick and stroke along his legs, while the Baron''s face seemed to notice... it was a strange family.


    "So, Lancelot... tell me... What are your intentions towards my little girl?" The Baron, who still hadn''t given his name, looked at Lancelot with his handlebar moustache twitching...


    Lancelot gulped... ''Scary... Why is Maria smiling!? Is she enjoying this!?''


    Helena smiled at her husband. "Dear, don''t scare him; he is a strong man who will bring us a strong heir, so relax."


    The Baron''s eyes softened as he turned to Helena. "My darling, I know, but as a father, I must protect my baby girl!"


    Helena sighed... "Dear... Maria is stronger than before... Also, Lancelot is a good man... so don''t scare him."


    "Fine!" Baron Lovell grumbled before eating his meal silently...


    Lancelot released a sigh... he survived, but his heart wouldn''t stop beating... and Maria''s parents were a bit overbearing...


    ''I hope I survive this visit... wait... why is Sumika looking so excited now the meal is ending?'' Lancelot looked to his side... seeing the sparkle in her eyes...


    Maria blushed brightly, and Helena smiled mysteriously...


    Lancelot decided to eat quickly and find somewhere safe... but as he finished, Baron Lovell grinned widely and slammed his fist on the table. "Great! Now that the meal is over, let us FIGHT LIKE MEN!"


    Lancelot felt dread...


    If he beat up her father too badly, would he never let them be together...? But if he lost... Lancelot feared Maria would be disappointed and that annoying bald man would gloat or use it to break them up!


    ''Damnit... why can''t Sumika help me!? Wait... why is she looking eager?'' Lancelot wanted to cry...


    Helena chuckled. "Dear, Lancelot is exhausted; let him rest; he will fight you tomorrow... unless you wish to fight me tonight?" Helena licked her lips suggestively as she looked at the Baron hungrily...


    "Darling... my waist.... it''s a little sore, can we call it even?" Baron Lovell trembled... Lancelot could understand; Helena was scary!


    Maria pouted unhappily... "Papa... you are always bullying my friends..."


    "Nonsense! I am toughening them up so they can protect my baby girl!" Baron Lovell argued before glaring at Lancelot. "You better train hard and make her happy!"


    Lancelot nodded... realising this father of hers was a little strange and weird, but he loved Maria, and that''s all that mattered.


    Helena stood up and walked over to Lancelot, stroking his cheek gently. "Maria chose well... I look forward to grandchildren... don''t let me down!" Her tone was scary; Lancelot swore he heard a demonic beast roaring inside her...


    As she left, Maria smiled sweetly. "I told you my parents were strange... papa is always trying to beat up my friends, but Mama always beats him up and makes him submit fufu."

 Chapter 204: Chapter 3: I Will Surpass All!

    Once in the room arranged for him, Lancelot was separated from Maria and Sumika, who would be sleeping together in their rooms...


    While he felt a sense of loneliness, there was something he could do now that he had begun doing several times daily.


    ''Morgana, are you and Nuriel there?''


    [Mmmm, of course, we are... Nuriel is angry you didn''t take her, though!]


    {I am not...}


    It had been a while since he used this type of communication, not because he forgot but rather because he suffered pain when his bloodlines were not fully balanced... So, he kept contact to a minimum and now, he spoke to his wives often.


    But it seemed that Caladbolg and the others couldn''t hear each other.


    ''You know what I want to do, right, Morgana? I am going to return to Avalon and enter the training room we built in the basement of our citadel.''


    [Of course, you want me to cast my charming and mesmerising gaze on you like when we first met, right... like you did after dinner and during breakfast... Then you will have Nuriel cast slow and gravity magic on you, too, right?]


    {...}


    ''Ah... I want to be stronger and never stop improving, and now my body is that of a dragon, demon and angel. I can improve by this kind of abuse instead of my human body crumbling to pieces!''


    [Fool... it''s only thanks to your humanity that this works... No other demon, dragon, or angel would train this way... you are so...]


    {Wonderful... Master!}


    [!!!]


    Morgana and Nuriel then seemed to start arguing as he made preparations for him to seem like he was sleeping, a special magic used by the fairies and his ability as fairy king to make a pillow seem to be him; just a touch would dispel it, though.


    ¡ªWill you force me to fight you again by taking my humanoid appearance?


    "Ah... do you have a problem?"


    He knew what made her so reluctant to do so, and it was because her strength as an unholy sword was far above his power as a demon king, and thus, she would gradually cause more and more wounds due to the gravity and Morgana''s spells not affecting her...


    ¡ªThen... the usual if you start to bleed heavily and are near death... we stop!


    "Of course, my cute little Caladbolg."


    If Merlin or Sebastian knew that the little lord they were putting their cards on in the tournament that starts in fifteen days... and with ten days travel, they would probably cut their own heads off...


    Because each duel with the unholy sword could leave a normal warrior with wounds for a month or more! Yet Lancelot was fighting her three times a day.


    Slowly, he was teleported to Avalon with a blue light illuminating his body; when he opened his eyes in a dark space... it was much like the training area in his apartment in the empire... but twice the size and the pillars were four times thick and pitch black.


    These pillars can take his full-powered Caladbolg slash that obliterated the Necromancer Lord. It meant he could train until his body was half destroyed.


    "You are here, husband..."


    "Master... you are already naked!?" Nuriel blushed as he wore only a tight-fitting pair of black shorts due to how sweaty and nasty things got after they started.


    His body was muscular, toned and tanned, making him look like an idol, while Nuriel drooled as Morgana appeared with a smile. "Well, Husband... shall we begin?"


    Lancelot smiled widely. "Let''s go!"


    BOOOOOOM!


    Caladbolg slashed forth, releasing a sonic boom as Lancelot blocked with his bare fist... just the shockwave from her appearance caused them to feel intense power... she was a divine-level evil god in the form of a weapon, after all...


    Pink hair tied in twin tails... silvery black horns... black sclera, golden pupils... no iris, and a sexy... body with a charm that could thwart a succubus empress...


    They didn''t start combat immediately, as first, they would greet each other... Lancelot''s eyes fixated on her pale, purple body... her breasts larger than Morgana''s, her slim waist, curvy hips... and most importantly, her alluring womanly chasm, with a fluffy pink bush, hiding her seductive slit and puffy mound...


    Lancelot''s mouth watered; he wanted to devour her... but he knew that once he tried, she would devour him first... he was not at the level to accept her as a woman and could barely hold her as a sword!


    Nuriel pouted unhappily as she always felt inferior to this woman... her chest racing as the woman''s long, devilish fingers slipped along his chest... her sharp nails pressing down his muscles as Kara''s long purple tongue licked her lips... this greeting was Kara''s way of showing affection and her ownership of him... her body was voluptuous with big boobs and fat thighs...


    "Why are my breasts so small... divine lady...?" Nuriel doubted her faith.... She had prayed to goddesses for bigger breasts, yet no answer came but a scoff... and laughter!


    Kara chuckled. "Divine lady? Haha... Nuriel... I am an evil god... how about you worship me and get these amazing...


    soft... squishy... and elastic tits? There''s nothing divine about me, but our little Lancelot''s cock is so hard for me ufu."


    Nuriel blushed; her master Lancelot accepted an Evil God into his service... it was blasphemy in the church, but Nuriel didn''t care anymore; she wanted to be beside him... and the offer almost tempted her...


    "Nuriel, I love you just the way you are." He smiled, looking back, while holding a black sword... his eyes caused her heart to palpitate.... shimmering gold after breaking the charm spell of Kara.


    "Boo~ so boring!"


    "Kara, I promised you a reward... There are fifteen days till I face Lancelot again. Please... Let me become a wielder worthy of holding you proudly!"


    Listening to his stern words caused Morgana to smirk, because the evil goddess... the mighty devil sword, was blushing... her face bright red as she turned away and quickly rushed to the starting zone. S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Kara only muttered to herself, "You are the only wielder for me... why are you so cool suddenly... Idiot..."


    Nuriel was stunned... her master Lancelot had tamed a mighty evil god... a sword that should be worshipped as a deity...


    Meanwhile, Morgana giggled as she floated alongside him... "Husband... she likes you, ufu..."


    Lancelot laughed loudly. "She is a tsun-tsun, right?"


    Morgana''s eyes narrowed dangerously... "Be careful if you want to make her into your sword sheath... You need to become stronger, or she might drain you dry... I will help if you truly want her..." Leaning closer, her voice became lower, more gentle as she kissed his ear, "Same with Nuriel... you want her, and I will help. Anything for you, my dear."


    Lancelot blushed... Morgana''s kindness made him fall for her...


    "Thanks, Morgana... I promise to work hard and get stronger so we can enjoy a quiet life together in the future."


    Morgana licked her lips happily, "Ufu... anything for you, husband..."


    Suddenly, Kara shouted impatiently. "COME ON... OR I WILL SLICE YOU UP!!"


    "Coming!"


    ? Mesmerising Gaze!


    ? Charming Glance!


    ? Gravity Level 3!


    Three spells were cast on Lancelot''s body, increasing his gravity weight by three times... His muscles bulged, and veins popped as he struggled to stand. Morgana smiled teasingly as she kissed his cheek gently. "Ufu... don''t die, husband..."


    Lancelot gritted his teeth; the pressure was immense... ''Shit! This isn''t fun anymore...''


    Even if his resistance reduced the effects, it still hurt like hell... as Morgana''s charming whisper caused his eyes to glow brightly.


    "Fight your hardest, train until you drop, give you all for me, my king!" Her charm and mesmerising skills caused him to use more than double his usual efforts.


    "SHITTTT!" Lancelot roared as Caladbolg charged forward... her speed was fast, and he was forced to dodge... each attack caused a sonic boom to appear as his body flashed and flickered, appearing around her, countering with punches and kicks...


    Each movement caused his muscles to burn and ache... his bones cracking... yet he continued...


    Blood dripped from his mouth; he knew his organs were bleeding... his skin was sliced, and his fists bruised... ''Shit... this hurts so much... I want to fuck Morgana and Kara! until they vomit my sperm!''


    Holding his black sword, he shot forward, vanishing like a gale of wind, shooting at Kara.


    Caladbolg smirked, enjoyed training with Lancelot, admired his courage and determination, his eyes burning fiercely... causing her heart to race faster... ''Idiot... focus on dodging me... don''t waste energy attacking...''


    Their battle lasted hours... Morgana cheering Lancelot on, healing his injuries and Nuriel adding more gravitational pressure...


    Lancelot''s mind was numb... he knew his body was close to collapsing... ''Shit... I am almost there... a little more... I need to become stronger...


    ah...!?''


    Black flames covered his body as Kara frowned... "Idiot... you are pushing yourself too far... stop!"


    Morgana also frowned... "Husband... stop now..."


    However, Lancelot stood before them completely healed; he had used the power of Caladbolg to absorb the magic from the area... to heal his body... the moment Kara saw this... she knew...


    This man was her only master, from the moment she was created from a strange birth... this man was her destined man, wielder and husband.


    "He is the Blinding light that mother spoke of... the one that would never wither or fade... and always find me in the darkness...?"


    She turned to Morgana with a change in her eyes, not just the feral glow of an evil god. "Please, Morgana, lend your husband to me... and supply this place with all the Ether you can for the next fifteen days when we are training...! For now, 8 hours will do. I beg you."


    It was the first time... that Morgana had been asked so humbly by Kara, and she didn''t even bat an eyelid, and instantly, a huge ocean of ether poured from the storage.


    "Make him the strongest sword that exists in all universes! Otherwise, I will break you in two." Morgana watched with glowing eyes... she felt the same joy and delight as Lancelot and Kara, her heart racing, and the little girl in her womb was also dancing inside her with joy...


    "Show our little girl how amazing her papa is."


    As for Nuriel... she felt strange... looking at Lancelot... she felt like for a moment she was looking at a divine lord... one of the gods above... as her heart trembled, she recast her spell and rushed out of the room, unable to breathe with how intense her shock was when he began to absorb the ether...


    "Master..."


    "Master....!"


    As if enchanted, with pink cheeks stained with lust... the Seraphim vanished into the night... her sweet and sour scent of arousal lingering for several moments...

 Chapter 205: Chapter 4: Show Me Your Power!

    When Lancelot''s training ended, it was close to 7 am, and his body was already seeing changes. His former pale and dainty skin was more tanned, tight and tough. S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His skin could now resist a blade slashing at him. Eventually, It would evolve enough to take someone of Arthur''s level to mark his skin as he left Caladbolg in a necklace form...


    A small black sword on a silver chain as she needed to use this form to absorb as much ether from his body as possible.


    Although she could hold immense levels inside her, she couldn''t generate it alone,, which was the weakness of her current state.


    Thus, Lancelot, who regenerated far too much, was more than happy to pour it inside her as she began to bond with him through the training. Their feelings towards each other became more natural and less volatile.


    ''How is your body, darling?'' Lancelot was more concerned with Morgana than himself, as her gentle voice replied instantly.


    [Fool... That''s my question, are you sure you want to go? Today, that father of hers will probably try to test your power! You cannot use most of your powers due to training every seven hours!]


    ''I love you, so don''t be mad. Haha.''


    [Don''t ''Haha'' me, you bastard... why are you so breathtaking when you train so hard? My heart aches watching you hurt badly... but my womb desires another child...]


    {Master... I will make sure you can recover in time with my magic... Please take it easier...}


    ''Relax, both of you. I will train twice a day, and only during my sleep time will I go all out... Demons don''t need sleep after all!''


    [Fool... we don''t need to, but we can!]


    {Master!}


    ''Shhh... just fifteen days, then I will change it to once a day. I must crush him this time... and there is also Marianne... we promised to ally, but I have to show her in this tournament I am worthy of her complete trust!''


    [Marianne Le Fay... You are such a horny bastard... Just make sure you remember I won''t allow infinite wives! There will be no more than twelve!]


    Lancelot''s feet almost tripped as he looked around the quiet room, the scent of his body thick with the bath syrup and shampoo that Nuriel and Morgana used to cleanse him after he collapsed an hour ago...


    ''Better than sweat, I guess...''


    "Master... Please don''t train too hard..." Marimo''s voice sounded in his mind. Thanks to the changes in the magical power of his territory and the addition of the frozen kingdom, he could now listen to most of the named troops using telepathy, but it wasn''t as free or unlimited as his current wives or commanders.


    Rena, Nuriel, Guinevere, Rena, Ikumi, Marimo, Sumika and Maria could speak to him easily; however, they wouldn''t hear all his messages because he is with Sumika and Maria.


    The room was quite comfy, with blue and silver ribbons and curtains covering the windows and furniture, giving the room a regal atmosphere; Lancelot enjoyed Maria''s tastes...


    ''Don''t worry, Marimo... I will just train normally today!''


    After dressing comfortably, Lancelot left the room, where servants bowed and led him downstairs, where Maria and Sumika waited with Helena and Baron Lovell.


    "Good morning, Brat. Did you sleep well?" Baron Lovell greeted Lancelot politely... Or rather as politely as he could, but somehow Lancelot enjoyed this interaction and smiled back with a wide grin, his fangs showing with narrow crescent moon eyes forming a lovely face.


    "Is it me, or is he even more sexy... was his skin that tanned?" Helena whispered while the Baron''s face looked red with jealousy, hearing his wife calling another man sexy...


    Sumika and Maria had Lancelot''s vision where he always looked perfect, but when they noticed, they were surprised... at how his attire was less perfect, with the chest buttons open, revealing his tanned muscles and sexy body lines...


    "Morning!" Lancelot greeted back, shocking Maria, Sumika and Helena, who stared at him in shock... his politeness and slightly deeper voice, as if his training was changing him completely into a superior existence... felt unexpected as Baron Lovell nodded with approval.


    Helena smiled... "Come... sit and eat breakfast; I hear you desired to train last night. Don''t push yourself too hard... you are young, but you can still injure your body..."


    Her serpentine eyes looked between his legs, her perversion nothing new, but Lancelot ignored it and hugged Sumika and Maria warmly, greeting them before sitting down to eat...


    Maria blushed... "Lancelot... why are you acting strangely...?"


    Sumika nodded... "Yes... Master?"


    "What do you mean? I am hungry... and my two lovely ladies were so cute, I almost mistook them for my breakfast." Lancelot smiled... he felt different; his mind was clear, and his body was healthy despite the brutal training... Kara was amazing and pushed him to his limits.


    "Hahi!?" Maria''s face became bright red as she pushed her breakfast with her fork but kicked her feet in delight... Sumika, not used to such a forward and hunky Lancelot, also became sullen... but her lips curled into a happy grin.


    Helena smiled... "This kid... he''s good."


    Baron Lovell sighed... "He reminds me of when I met you... Helena..."


    The two chuckled to themselves and then focused on breakfast.


    Breakfast was peaceful; Lancelot listened to Maria and Sumika talk about the local town and areas to visit, including various shops and stalls filled with rare goods...


    After breakfast, Lancelot followed Baron Lovell outside... into a large arena that seemed more like a coliseum... He guessed it was used for tournaments normally but gathered that the Baron wished to test him.


    "Old man, are we gonna fight with magic, just swords or our bodies?" Lancelot grasped a basic longsword, nothing special as his fingers danced along the long handle, his eyes filled with a serious gaze, no mockery or jokes.


    Baron Lovell grinned... "Body! No weapons and no magic!"


    "Fine!" Lancelot didn''t complain or argue; he threw the sword to the side and cracked his neck before rolling his arms and shoulders... loosening his muscles as Baron Lovell removed his shirt and revealed his buff body covered in scars...


    "Ready... BRAT!" The Baron shouted excitedly... Helena, Maria and Sumika watched nearby, standing high up in the seating area, with servants bringing refreshments.


    "Oh, your father is so jealous; he only acts like this when I tell him about the nights we spend with our swinging partners normally... fufu."


    "Mother!! Be more normal!!"


    "I can''t help it; this is what makes your father happy... Ah, I love your father so much... look at his cute blading head..."


    Yes it wasn''t her choice or desire but the baron himself who held the inclination after watching his first love sleeping with his father in their mansion... That girl would go on to become his fourth mother... and twisting his view on love for the rest of his life.


    Yet he didn''t blame either, only blaming his weak self.


    Maria sighed... "Mama... please behave... Lancelot is fighting Papa seriously..."


    Sumika nodded... "Lady Helena, My Master will win."


    Helena laughed lightly as Baron Lovell launched his fist at Lancelot, who blocked it with his finger, causing a loud bang... dust flew everywhere as Lancelot remained steady and unaffected, while the Baron''s eyes widened...


    "So, you aren''t just a boy without power... GOOD GOOD!" the baron''s muscles and body grew larger, causing Lancelot''s wild... beastly smile to grow larger...


    "Oh? A nice fight!"


    "Show me your power! Son of the fabled Du Lac Battle Maiden!"


    BOOOOM!


    The two clashed... Lancelot punched Baron Lovell''s stomach, the powerful impact causing a shockwave, as his flesh and muscles rippled around the fist, causing him to spit blood... yet the Baron returned a punch... causing Lancelot''s ribs to shudder, yet his face showed excitement as he licked his lips hungrily. "Nice!"


    Helena looked excited, her eyes watching the pair like a hawk, her fists tight as if she wanted to fight a burning aura for battle around her body... "Maria, Sumika, it seems you are both lucky... Fufu."


    Baron Lovell roared with fury as he smashed Lancelot''s head, causing his body to spin across the sandy arena floor, leaving a long trail of sand and dirt flying, yet Lancelot leapt forward, unleashing a flurry of punches, as Baron Lovell matched him with equal force and ferocity... Lancelot realised Maria''s father was strong.


    However, he soon found an opening and unleashed a devastating uppercut, smashing the Baron''s chin; his eyes glazed over... blood spewed from his lips as he shot into the air, landing heavily as Lancelot released a sigh... ''Not bad... he is quite strong.''


    Helena chuckled... Then vanished....


    Like a meteor, her flying kick shot towards Lancelot. "HAHA! NOW IT''S MY TURN SEXY BOY!"


    Her speed shocked Lancelot, and he instantly retaliated using his divine eyes, using his hand to grab her foot... He swung her around, causing the sand to fly everywhere as he released her, letting her crash heavily into her passed-out husband...


    Or she should have, but the next moment, an arm smashed across Lancelot''s chest as she hit him with a brutal closeline filled with such power, his body flipped backwards eight times before smashing into the ground with a loud explosion.


    Maria gasped... Sumika fell silent... Helena landed with a graceful pose before rushing forward to Lancelot''s aid... worried she may have injured him... only to see him getting up with a wide grin and chuckling loudly. "Wow!


    Lady Helena... you are fucking amazing!"


    Lancelot laughed as Baron Lovell woke up... coughing weakly. "Ah... darling... did I lose?"


    Helena smiled lovingly.


    "Honey... this boy would probably crush you in all aspects as a man..." Her eyes briefly looked below Lancelot''s waist before noticing he was ready for more.


    "Show me your power! You can protect our lovely daughter and give us many strong little grandchildren!" Helena shouted with an excited voice.

 Chapter 206: Chapter 5: Evain And Sebastians Training Camp?

    Although Lancelot''s pure strength was enough to dwarf the pair in combat, the two had one thing he didn''t possess.


    Age.


    The pair had long been going to Avalon to fight and train; however, due to their duties in the empire, that time had greatly decreased, leading to devolution in their combat power, but the vitality and stamina was the only thing that hadn''t decreased...


    Slowly, over time, they finally managed to wear Lancelot down.


    However, by that time, they were also a mess, with bruises, cuts and damage to their body that caused the fight to reach a stalemate.


    "Haa...ha..."


    "Good on you, my son-in-law!" Baron Lovell had changed his voice and no longer looked at Lancelot with an angry look.


    Instead, he gave a beaming smile despite missing two teeth from a brutal knee to his face from Lancelot only ten minutes ago!


    "Thanks for the training and lesson, Mother and Father-in-law. I should learn not to underestimate those who have been inside Avalon longer than me as things take time to increase..." S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I was too hasty."


    Both Helena and the Baron just smiled, with two mature maids stepping forward and snapping their fingers before a blue luminescence light exploded, covering all three of the wounded fighters, a gentle warmth filling Lancelot''s body as he enjoyed the sensation of his healing increased even further.


    Helena stepped forward like a ghost with a low swoosh sound. Her body, with a single step, appeared behind him as she hugged his body and whispered into his ear.


    "Don''t be so harsh; you managed to beat me hard~ fufu, you''ve been working hard for the first year."


    "Well... There is much more for me to learn, at least."


    "Let''s head back... we got a call from Maria''s teacher and were asked to send you to join the academy''s training camp."


    ''Training camp? I didn''t hear anything about that.''


    "When are you ever in school to know... It was announced a few days ago, and Evaine and Sebastian are the trainers for our class, so don''t worry." Guinevere answered his thoughts with a gentle tone before the connection cut.


    [Darling, make sure you don''t keep Guinevere waiting. She misses you so much!]


    He was filled in on the information by Morgana while they returned to the mansion and waited for the special carriage to be readied to take them to the northwest, away from the capital and close to the old Du Lac territory...


    It seemed that Sebastian had other reasons to choose this place, and from Lancelot''s deduction, it''s likely that he told Evaine, and she agreed without an issue.


    Once in the carriage, Maria, Sumika and Lancelot relaxed... Maria leaned into Lancelot''s chest as Sumika sat beside them, holding his arm gently... Helena and Baron Lovell looked at them happily...


    "You better bring happiness to my little girl... brat!" Baron Lovell grunted coldly, but Lancelot could feel the man''s affection towards his daughter; flicking his hand to shoo the old man away, on both Lancelot and Maria''s fingers was a special ring that was handed down through the generations of the Lovell family, with both parties being given a ring.


    Helena smiled... "Remember, win the tournament and return for the official engagement party and marriage!"


    Lancelot nodded... "Of course... I plan to crush Arthur and his father''s pride in front of everyone!"


    Helena smirked evilly... "That bald bastard and little prick... I wish I could watch them crumble!"


    Baron Lovell coughed loudly, "Darling... language..."


    Maria pouted unhappily... "Papa... mama... you two are terrible... I swear you will never meet your grandchildren if you don''t act normal soon!"


    Helena froze... Baron Lovell froze... Lancelot chuckled as Sumika seemed to think about something with a quiet look... Maria was becoming braver and more determined!


    "We promise to behave... right darling?" Baron Lovell looked at Helena pleadingly...


    "Fine... I will behave if I get to spar with Hotaru clan members again!" Helena smirked mischievously...


    Lancelot''s brows twitched... ''Will these parents cause problems? Should I just kill her now in secret?''


    "Oho~ my dear son-in-law, are those eyes of lust, or do you want to marry me instead of Maria!?" Helena teased Lancelot... causing Maria to glare daggers...


    "No... I am just wondering if killing you is worth it?" Lancelot didn''t beat around the bush...


    Sumika laughed quietly; she could always count on Lancelot to be straight to the point...


    "Dear... leave the poor boy alone! Also, Lancelot... If you ever need our help, just use this ring!"


    Baron Lovell explained how to use it before waving the trio goodbye tenderly; what amazing Lancelot was how much her father changed after they fought... He was still annoying, but the old man gave Lancelot over 1000 Avalon coins and resources... not for Maria. But for him!


    Lancelot waved goodbye as the carriage rode through the Lovell territory... Maria and Sumika snuggled into him happily as the horses moved through the mountain roads with a relaxing but brisk canter...


    ''What a strange couple... but I am glad Maria has parents like them... I wonder what my parent''s relationship was like?''


    Lancelot often wondered... Sebastian spoke of his mother as a beautiful woman that gave her all for him...


    But what of his father? Did his love for the sword come from his dad?


    This divine bloodline was his mother, then the stalwart and strong human bloodline that held them together accepted them and guided the others...


    ''I wish I could meet you one day... Father.''


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the north west, Evaine and Sebastian were standing outside a grand mansion... the old man''s face filled with pride and standing outside was a beautiful mature maid with long ears, a pretty face, and a petite build.


    She was the wife of Sebastian, and the one who helped repair, construct and recover the Du Lac Manor in its original beauty.


    "Evaine, this is my wife and the maid managing the manor, Ruvella... She is an elf from Avalon and a distant cousin to the former Lady du Lac, so be polite." Sebastian introduced his wife proudly as the woman giggled sweetly and bowed politely...


    "Welcome, young Lady Evaine... I hope you enjoy the manor!"


    Evaine bowed politely... "Thank you for taking care of me..."


    Ruvella smiled kindly... her appearance was gentle and motherly, reminding her of someone she once knew as Sebastian led her inside with a nostalgic expression...


    "The manor looks splendid..." Evaine praised Ruvella... who nodded happily as she guided them inside the building, decorated with many pictures of the Du Lac ancestors.


    "Indeed... thanks to my ability to keep memories and images perfectly stored in my mind, I could restore everything from before the fires that tore apart the family when the Lady and Lord were wronged. I believe there are some cute pictures of a very young master Lancelot."


    Evaine noticed a recent picture... with two people, a beautiful woman, who could be called a goddess, holding a longsword and spear, her beauty beyond anything she had seen... and was his mother. Maribeth du Lac...


    "The man?"


    He wasn''t as handsome as Lancelot... it seemed that the genes of Lancelot were mostly from his mother with the blood of the elves and ethereal presence, but his father''s eyes... those piercing orbs and his narrow penetrating glace... were just like the man she loved.


    In his hands were two swords... and the artist was so thorough, showing the mature man''s rough hands covered in wounds to show his love for the sword.


    "Sir Lucius du Lac... a knight that served the empire alongside his wife... He trained Lancelot from a young age... but sadly... in the fire not only did he die protecting his son from assassins sent by Lord Arthur''s grandfather! But Lancelot lost all memories due to his head being hit by the enemy several times to kill him." Ruvella explained with sadness in her words...


    Evaine saw how Sebastian trembled slightly as he gazed at the image.


    "It seems that Sir Lancelot resembles his father strongly... In aura and feeling..."


    Sebastian''s eyes lit up hearing Evaine''s words. "Do you think so!? I thought I was imagining it since Lancelot''s mother was an elf from Avalon and thus, he looks more like her... but Lucius was a stubborn fool and a skilled warrior that taught Lancelot all he knows... His death was regretful for us all..."


    Ruvella stroked Sebastian''s arm... "Dear... let us guide Lady Evaine to her room and prepare dinner for when the others arrive tomorrow morning."


    Evaine could see a strange side of Sebastian and realised that for Sebastian, maybe rather than the heir Maribeth... Lucius was his reason for staying so devoted...


    The moment he spoke of Lancelot''s father, Sebastian felt like he was only a young lad... and seeing the mature look of Lucius, it seemed that they were likely close in age...


    ''Were they friends?'' Evaine wondered...


    Soon, Evaine was shown to her room... which was similar to her bedroom at home, making her relax as Sebastian left and Ruvella prepared tea and snacks...


    "Lady Evaine... do you love Lancelot?"


    The sudden question caused her heart to tremble as she turned with a confused look, but she didn''t lie or even take time... "Yes."


    "More than anything."


    Ruvella''s mouth opened momentarily, then transformed into a pleasant smile... "I''m glad... You should meet him again tomorrow. Take a rest for tonight."


    ***


    In the servants building that was the home of Sebastian and Ruvella, the loving pair, she sat close to each other, the elven maiden gently leaning against his stout chest. "Dear... did you notice anything different about Lancelot?"


    Sebastian sipped a cup of tea... "Yes... it seems that his growth was far greater than we imagined... Ruvella''s growth seems related to something dark... but I will still support him..."


    Ruvella kissed Sebastian lovingly... "If it is Lancelot... I will support him too... that child is kinder than you know... I bet even if he drowned in darkness, he would still avoid the worries in your heart. If he slaughters his enemies, I will clean up; that little boy is now strong and independent...


    I used to change his diapers... fufu, and soon I''ll do it again for his children~ so enjoyable."


    Sebastian shivered... "My dear... sometimes you scare me... Hahaha."


    Their laughter filled the manor late into the night as Evaine rested peacefully... Somehow, in this mansion, she felt her entire body and mind were protected and at ease... the first night of sleep she had gotten... since she began having horrible sickness in the morning.


    Of course... the spirits and enchantments of the Du Lac house could detect those with their bloodline... Especially the heirs.


    Thus, the entire manor was dedicated to her protection.


    But she and Lancelot had no idea.

 Chapter 207: Chapter 6: A Place To Belong - Family

    Lancelot arrived at the strangely beautiful province after a long carriage ride, enjoying the view with his lovely Maria and Sumika.


    There were huge mountains wrapped around them, a beautiful forest, and a lake with a small village overlooking a massive mansion on the hilltop.


    ''This place is quite cute...''


    [Is it? I hope you can summon me there to see, fufu.]


    {Lord... me too.}


    Nuriel and Morgana responded to his idle thoughts as they were pulled into the driveway of the huge mansion. For some reason, seeing this place made Lancelot feel uplifted, but he had no idea why...


    ''Maybe it''s because this is where Maribeth grew up...'' He wondered after learning the truth from Morgana and Guinevere. ''It also makes sense why Sebastian is here...'' Lancelot guessed.


    As the group climbed out of the stopped carriage, the scent of berries and a wonderful floral fragrance greeted them, along with the brightly coloured flora and forest; Ruvella stood there with Evaine, smiling gently...


    "Lancelot!" Evaine rushed forward with tears in her eyes... and jumped into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his back, as she remembered the words of Ruvella that made her both conflicted and filled with bliss.


    ''She carries two different ether patterns... two in her womb... and then her own...''


    [Oh!? Is Evaine pregnant?] Morgana sounded excited with a happy voice as she chirped in his mind.


    "Evaine... sorry for worrying you." Lancelot caught her warmly, enjoying her sweet scent and soft embrace as Maria pouted unhappily... but after seeing the happy face of Evaine her frown soon became a smile as she felt the feelings of joy and delight from her.


    "Nice to meet you, as a fellow wife of Lancelot... Not our teacher." Maria greeted Evaine, who was held in Lancelot''s left arm before he leaned over and grasped Maria in his right.


    "Fufu, you are both my cute little princesses. Come to me!" Evaine giggled as Maria and Lancelot blushed... the word princess was embarrassing, but neither refused as Sumika stood awkwardly before Ruvella came closer and patted her shoulder.


    "Welcome, Miss Sumika... I am Ruvella, Sebastian''s wife and caretaker of the Du Lac estate and manor."


    Sumika smiled politely... "Nice to meet you; thank you for allowing us to stay." The serious Sumika was lovely and made Lancelot smile, but Ruvella giggled happily.


    "Come inside, and Evaine, Sebastian is already preparing rooms... fufu, Lancelot will have a special room, while Maria and Sumika get to share another," Ruvella said with a cheeky grin...


    Evaine laughed nervously... "Ruvella... Sebastian is still scary and weird regarding Lancelot''s growing needs..."


    "True... He is a bit protective, but he has good intentions... He is like our child, after all." Ruvella smiled gently... Lancelot couldn''t see any untoward behaviour from Ruvella or Sebastian... so he believed Evaine''s words and entered the manor...


    Ruvella took Maria and Sumika to their room as Lancelot followed Evaine upstairs... the manor was large and spacious... the walls decorated with armour, shields, spears, and swords... many with names engraved upon them...


    "Those are the weapons of your ancestors... The Du Lacs have long served the Empire as knights, guardians and its kings..." Evaine explained proudly.


    Lancelot listened carefully and didn''t speak or interrupt. Although he had heard from Morgana, hearing it from Evaine seemed to hold more meaning...


    Reaching the second floor, the long corridor had various rooms with wooden doors and bright red carpet... but they reached the end as Evaine pushed open a door.


    "This was your parent''s room in the past before the mansion was destroyed... But Sebastian renovated it recently, and Ruvella recreated everything based on her memories...


    "This was your parent''s room in the past before the mansion was destroyed... But Sebastian renovated it recently, and Ruvella recreated everything based on her memories... so it should look the same..." Evaine explained with slight hesitation...


    Stepping inside, Lancelot felt an overwhelming emotion...


    He had a strong desire for belonging as he saw a large bed, beautifully crafted furniture and even a wall filled with bookshelves and a study table with quills and paper... and on the walls... pictures of a couple... that caused ripples in his heart.


    On the dressers, there were various items... including a bow that belonged to his mother and a necklace with a silver pendant and ruby stone.


    ''I never would have thought mother would like archery...'' He chuckled, noticing this was a similar bow to the one she held in the pictures... There was also a sword which his father had in all the portraits...


    ''Is this the Du Lac''s family blade?'' Lancelot picked it up... feeling a strange connection... but the sword rejected him... Evaine chuckled.


    "Only the current family head can wield the Du Lac blade... Your father used it all his life, and your mother inherited it from her parents..." Evaine explained with a nostalgic voice...


    Lancelot put the sword down, noticing a large mirror and bathroom attached to the main bedroom. He stood before it... looking into the mirror feeling confused as to why the sword rejected him...


    A twinge of depression filled his heart, making it sink like a heavy stone in the ocean... before Kara''s voice sounded to him.


    ¡ªMaster, that young girl said that because you haven''t claimed your true birthright and declared yourself the clan leader she cannot accept you...


    Even if your hands are the most comfortable she has ever felt...


    Lancelot frowned... "Birthright? I am just a demon king... not a clan leader..."


    ¡ªIdiot master... Do you remember Morgana saying that the Du Lac clan is a mixture of human, demonic and divine bloodlines...? And that you can create new offspring with demonic, fairy, angel or succubus traits?


    ''Yes...'' Lancelot remembered...


    ¡ªWell... When you claim Evaine and Maria properly and declare yourself the lord, it will awaken your full potential... as a human, that is, the bloodline that acts as your anchor will no longer be used as a mere balancer; your swordsmanship will be given the chance to evolve like you used to.


    ''My swordsmanship can go further...'' That thought made Lancelot''s heart feel joy; he never wanted to forget his roots and where he started, no matter how strong or high he flew... The sword was his symbol.


    Evaine hugged Lancelot from behind... kissing his neck as her golden hair tickled his nose... "Lancelot... Ruvella said I am pregnant... with twins..."


    His eyes widened... Kara almost screamed, ''So she really is carrying your children!!''


    "Twins?" Lancelot repeated slowly...


    Evaine nodded with tears in her eyes. "Yes... twins... My babies... both are girls... but one is a demon...


    the other like your mother... Ruvella said she would become a Valkyrie... Are you upset?"


    How could a man be upset at a woman carrying children for him... His heart was filled with the same joy that Morganna''s child gave him... Only this time, it was Evaine... his first love... the woman he lost.


    Turning around, Lancelot kissed Evaine deeply... his mouth ravaging hers as she moaned, his tongue thrust deep into her throat... swirling and dancing as saliva leaked between their lips... before his lust and ferocity, became calm and gentle, pulling her softly onto his lap, bouncing on the huge bed.


    ''I love this woman... if the world tries to harm you three... I will cut the world!''


    Her cheeks went bright pink as her chest rose and fell quickly... her body weak as he picked her up and placed her on the bed gently...


    "Thank you Evaine, for giving me such wonderful news."


    [I am so happy for you both~ congratulations!!]


    Morgana''s gentle voice sounded in both their minds as they gently embraced each other; it was the nicest feeling for both Lancelot and Evaine to be accepted by his first wife... then Guinevere, also on her way to the camp, sent a message... causing Evaine''s eyes to become watery... she had been accepted by them all... from Rena to Marimo!


    They all welcomed her into their family... Lancelot felt proud... before Evaine suddenly blushed deeply, "Lancelot... Ruvella also said there is a ritual for demons... it can bless our children and connect their spirit to you and me... forever...


    I know I might be greedy... but I want them to know their mother and father... and be close to you no matter how far they travel..."


    Evaine''s request caused Lancelot''s heart to ache... ''Shit... my wives are too good...''


    [Master... Let''s bless our children!]


    ¡ªMaster... it will increase their ether generation and give them a stronger resistance to magic!


    Kara and Morgana supported Evaine instantly... knowing that for Lancelot, nothing mattered more than his women and children... and the very existence of a family that began to form in his heart was too important to lose.


    "Let''s do it..." Lancelot kissed Evaine softly... as her tears dripped onto his cheeks...


    "Then I will accept your family name; from this moment forward, I will be known as Evaine Du Lac..."


    The moment she spoke... it was like the mansion vibrated... A warm and soothing feeling filled the room, and the entire province, as Lancelot could have sworn the paintings of his mother and father, smiled at them...


    ''Strange...'' Lancelot thought...


    Evaine smiled happily... "I will contact her later tonight and tell her about the ceremony..."


    Lancelot nodded... lying with Evaine as Maria and Sumika eventually came to join them later... Ruvella brought delicious food, which he ate merrily as he would soon endure gruelling training in the depths of his citadel. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    When night came closer, Ruvella and Sebastian brought him outside... as the moonlight shone down on him.


    "Are you comfortable here, Lord Lancelot?" Sebastian asked with his gentle, raspy voice.


    Lancelot nodded... "I am... Sebastian... Ruvella... Thank you for taking care of Evaine... Maria...


    Sumika and me. I may seem rude or ignorant, but I am grateful."


    Sebastian laughed heartily... patting his shoulders firmly as Ruvella giggled.


    "Brat... You are now the lord of this estate and the Du Lac family! We would die for you without a second thought. You are more of a son! So be greedy, be needy and ask for whatever you want!"


    A simple gesture, maybe her true feelings...


    But that gesture filled Lancelot''s lonely heart, which ached for family, love and recognition... Today, he felt close to attaining it all.

 Chapter 208: Chapter 7: Training Commences!

    Lancelot''s bloody body stood holding a long, black blade pointed towards the cheek of Kara as he curled his lips into a smile despite the pale and sickly look on his face.


    "I finally managed to wound you." He said, with all the enthusiasm of an excited child who had just met Santa for the first time.


    "...."


    Kara stood with a confused and blank expression; seeing the excited smile on his face, her assault stopped as she didn''t understand what to do next¡ªa strange golden blood with black dots inside oozing down her cheek from the strike.


    ''She feels a little scary...'' Lancelot thought, watching the devil before him, holding her sword form tight and looking at him with an empty gaze.


    "Congratulations... Master." Her flat tone caused Lancelot to laugh lightly... Kara enjoyed these moments, yet simultaneously felt annoyed... her training methods were working; however, her anger was increasing daily...


    Because he was advancing in swordsmanship faster than she could confidently handle.


    "You have managed to damage my skin... But remember, that was just my power limited to slightly above yours..." Kara spoke coldly.


    Lancelot grinned... "I know... However, It means my training is worth it..."


    "Good... then continue; we have ten more minutes remaining..." Kara returned to normal, vanishing with lightning speed, their blades clashing as if titans were duelling with loud clashes of steel and flashes of black and silver crashing with resounding echoes.


    The area they sparred in was a hidden realm beneath his citadel... A land where only his trusted commanders, wives and himself could enter safely... created using Morganna''s powers and Avalon''s unique crafting system.


    A land she named ''The Sanctuary'' as it was his secret training ground and a place he wished to expand... using anything possible.


    Each clash caused dust and rocks to fly around the cavernous lands... Lancelot''s black flames burst out from his dragonslayer blade only to be devoured by Caladbolg as Kara released black lighting and a purple energy wave that smashed the ground, leaving huge gashes across the rocky surface.


    Finally...


    Her limitless power and stamina took the lead as she increased the power she fought him with, now no longer using a similar level to Arthur but one that was reaching the level of Sebastian and the academy''s tutors.


    Seeing the difference in strength... Lancelot unleashed everything... his dragon wings sprouted... his blood roared as Kara smirked, releasing a terrifying aura that shook the sanctuary, the pressure alone enough to cause Lancelot to almost fall to one knee...


    ''Shit... this feels painful.'' Lancelot grunted angrily as he gripped his black sword tight, a feeling of weakness filling him as he desperately swung upwards, the blade creating sparks along the floor before Kara vanished, appearing before his chest, swinging her sword calmly...


    Lancelot felt immense pain as his chest cracked loudly and blood spurted out, the shockwave sending him smashing heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater as rock splintered around his body...


    However, Lancelot rolled backwards, avoiding her following attack, slashing down on his stomach as Caladbolg stabbed the ground where he lay only moments ago.


    "Not bad... Master." Kara''s cold praise caused Lancelot to laugh as he coughed blood... using his sword to stand up weakly...


    "Thanks... shall we continue!?" Lancelot looked enthusiastic despite his body dripping with blood and sweat and covered in bruises, with his appearance close to death.


    Kara sighed... "No more for today... Morganna wishes to heal you, and Nuriel is crying madly about you pushing yourself... She might just ascend and kill me at this rate."


    Before Lancelot could respond, the figure of Kara flashed in front of him as her thick, soft red lips kissed him deeply... her tongue entangling with his as Lancelot froze... before returning her passion as she licked his lips playfully...


    ''Such a naughty sword.'' Lancelot couldn''t help but chuckle as Kara''s blade form vanished, and her body transformed into a naked beauty with long crimson hair and scarlet eyes also slowly began to fade.


    Her breasts were larger than Evaine''s, and her legs were slim, long and toned with perfect buttocks... Lancelot couldn''t resist embracing her naked body as she moaned in his ear seductively... teasing him as Nuriel''s angry voice filled his mind... causing Kara to giggle cutely...


    "Master... Next time, try to survive my training with fewer injuries~ fufu." Kara''s sweet voice filled Lancelot''s mind as the wounds covering his body seemed to have vanished thanks to her kiss, as she returned to her pendant form around his neck, jingling against his chest as silence returned to the arena once again... Only two hours until his training camp would begin.


    "It seems that unholy sword is falling for our husband. How amusing, this little woman eater of ours~ such a cute man."


    Morgana didn''t show any jealousy. Instead, she rubbed her stomach and vanished, letting Nuriel charge inside with her wings and body glowing with a holy light.


    ***


    Two hours later, in the Du Lac Mansion training yard.


    More than twenty students were practising swinging weapons made of a heavy metal that weighs triple its weight compared to iron or steel.


    However, Lancelot and Maria effortlessly swung the weapons...


    "Sebastian, what is the current weight of those dual blades Lancelot is swinging?" Evaine asked with a frown as she saw him flicking them as easily as normal, swaying his hips with a light dance while most other students struggled to lift them.


    "50kg each, Lady Evaine... they aren''t enchanted swords, so Lancelot must use pure muscle and power to swing them," Sebastian answered respectfully.


    Evaine sighed... "That brat... What about Maria?"


    "15kg... This child is amazing; I''ve never seen someone adapt so well to a weapon; even more, she is following Lancelot, trying to copy and adjust to his pace.."


    "Neither have I..." Evaine muttered with envy, a feeling of jealousy burning inside her chest. Maria was talented... beyond Evaine''s expectations, and Lancelot seemed to have begun intense training secretly. Then there was Guinevere and Sumika, who copied him and listened to every lesson attentively.


    ''These four... they make me jealous...'' Evaine felt envious but knew Lancelot loved her... and that he would soon return to her after finishing the tournament. Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His luck to be able to train alongside Hotaru clan members and under Ruvella''s guidance was more than she could have dreamt of in the past.


    Sebastian noticed Evaine''s jealousy and patted her shoulder kindly... "Lady Evaine, you should rest; do not forget your burden. Ruvella will bring you lunch shortly."


    "Thanks... Sebastian." Evaine thanked him kindly... as he watched Lancelot teaching Maria something quietly; she focused and listened as Sumika sat beside Guinevere, copying them intently.


    "These four... they will probably achieve greatness together..."


    "Hah!"


    "Hya!"


    The class were fully immersed in the training, as everyone began to sweat heavily, feeling the pain in their muscles and arms. When nearly half an hour passed, Evaine stood ahead of them and watched intently, offering support to those who needed help.


    Those who were strong enough would be attacked randomly by Sebastian and the maids with wooden weapons to keep them from fully adapting to the current training.


    After thirty minutes... Evaine called out loudly... "Put the weights away and pair up, spar with each other and learn from each other!"


    Instantly, Lancelot walked to Maria... Sumika paired up with Guinevere, who happily taught her various techniques, and the rest began to choose partners, with some going solo while Sebastian and Ruvella walked through, helping those struggling.


    "Lancelot, teach me more!"


    However, before the two could duel, Maria was pulled away by Evaine, "Sorry, your partner is me, and the young master will fight someone who can teach him better."


    "Nooo~ I want to be with darling...!" Maria pouted unhappily... Lancelot chuckled as Evaine dragged her away before Sebastian stepped forward... his presence was oppressive and heavy, and Lancelot realised the old man had been hiding his power since the start!


    "Come, boy, let''s spar for a bit. I heard you enjoy fighting strong enemies." Sebastian grinned...


    Lancelot smirked... "Fine, old man... Let''s see how much I have improved."


    "Haha! Good lad!" Sebastian laughed loudly... charging forward as Lancelot grasped the weighted twin blades, swinging them casually as Sebastian blocked his attacks, showing Lancelot his defensive capabilities... before unleashing a heavy fist towards Lancelot''s chest, causing him to block swiftly with the blade of his sword, twisting his hips hoping to counter with a kick...


    Their bodies clashed heavily... causing Evaine and Maria to stop sparring, while Ruvella smiled happily, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief...


    "Oh my... My Sebastian is serious~ kya so strong..." Ruvella squealed with flushed cheeks...


    Evaine sighed... "Old man Sebastian is truly amazing... Lancelot seems to struggle a little..."


    Maria nodded... "Darling isn''t losing; he is learning!"


    Sumika agreed... Guinevere chuckled lightly... "Lancelot is improving... but he is still lacking."


    Everyone agreed... but soon realised that Lancelot wasn''t losing as badly as they thought or saw... his golden eyes never closed, blinked or left the body of Sebastian as their exchanges grew faster, faster until the weighted swords were moving like they were mere feathers.


    Crash Crack


    Sebastian and Lancelot traded blows... the students nearby watched with wide eyes as their bodies moved so fast that the air seemed to tremble...


    He no longer used his fists, but the sword sealed in his cane, as Lancelot was graceful and flowing like water, while Sebastian was like a stalwart mountain, unmovable.


    Evaine gasped... "Old man Sebastian is seriously amazing... his swordsmanship is top tier... Yet how fast is Lancelot learning!"

 Chapter 209: Chapter 8: The Ladies Meet

    Lancelot could hold his guard against Sebastian for ten minutes before a powerful roundhouse caught his jaw and sent his body flying into the distance before hitting a steel wall and falling full of sweat while breathing heavily.


    "Ha.... damn... that kick was so smooth..." Lancelot smiled brightly as he watched the old man''s faint smile while offering a hand to help him up.


    "Master, although your swordsmanship is beyond excellent, you forget your perfectly fine limbs like this to form a more flowing and elegant dance with no limitations."


    His words were calm, like a summer breeze, causing Lancelot''s eyes to dilate as he took the advice from the old man who was teaching him.


    ''Sure, I sometimes feel that a kick, punch or headbutt would make the dance feel more correct than forcing myself to spin an extra cycle to slash...'' Lancelot thought inwardly.


    Sebastian laughed... "Brat... Forcing yourself doesn''t mean adding flourishes restricting you; instead, be free and fluid to remove the barrier in your heart. The sword isn''t just this steel... you and your body are all part of your sword. Can''t you imagine that?"


    ''I am the sword?'' S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Me...''


    As Lancelot pondered the question... Sebastian slapped his shoulder...


    "Boy... don''t think too hard; that beautiful girlfriend of yours misses you~ come to get her before her training resumes, and tomorrow, your training schedule will include this problem I have made, along with a more intensive programme!"


    Lancelot gulped... thinking inwardly... ''Am I ready for harder training when this already makes me barely have enough energy to spend time with Maria, Sumika, Evaine, Ruvella and Morganna before I pass out!? No... I have to keep going!''


    Slowly climbing, he turned to face Evaine, who watched him with a soft, welcoming smile. Her lips curled slightly, and her cheeks puffed out at him. He didn''t know why but rushed to her and hugged her tightly, noticing the other students were already leaving the huge yard.


    Meanwhile, Morganna teased Lancelot in his mind...


    [Darling, you are so cute worrying about spending time with us... We are all enjoying your training. It''s so eroti-ahem! Exciting!]


    ''My wife... why does it sound like you girls are being perverted towards my naked body and suffering?''


    [Hehe~ you get hard when we get naked; it''s only an equivalent exchange!]


    Morganna quickly changed her words, fearing he wouldn''t sleep with them due to exhaustion... but Lancelot didn''t mind hearing her thoughts... instead, he hugged Evaine tighter before she whispered, "Ruvella prepared dinner, and we will eat in private with Sumika, Maria and Guinevere."


    "Really... I am glad to see you, Evaine; you look so beautiful." Lancelot praised Evaine lovingly... causing her ears to turn crimson... before he leaned over, nibbling on them cutely as her legs quivered slightly, threatening to crumble...


    "Stop~ it''s not time to eat me!" Her soft hand slapped his buttocks before grasping onto him and pinching him. They exchanged provocative glances... smiling widely before realising Sebastian, Ruvella, and Maria were watching from behind them with cheeky smiles.


    Blushing shyly, Evaine held Lancelot''s arm, leading him into the mansion eagerly... Maria skipped behind them as she didn''t mind how many older sisters she had. She would accept them if they were kind to her and her beloved.


    "Oh my... he is worse than you... honey." Ruvella muttered with a salty look.


    "Ahaha. I am a very loyal man; what do you mean, darling?"


    "..."


    ***


    Dinner went smoothly, apart from Lancelot eating more than 8 bowls of curry soup, eight loaves of bread and steak... Maria had two servings... Evaine ate normally, Sumika matched Guinevere, and Ruvella chuckled sweetly.


    "Honey~ can we sleep together tonight?" Sumika asked while everyone was relaxing.


    Lancelot choked... coughing roughly as Maria hit his back enthusiastically... Evaine sipped a cup of tea before answering for him.


    "Of course, Sumika...." He wanted to answer before Ruvella grasped Sumika and Maria''s collars with a smirk on her lips.


    "No sex during training!" Ruvella scolded them, before dragging the two girls away who had been seducing Lancelot with their feet all meal. To this, Sumika and Maria whined loudly... pouting unhappily before they accepted seeing Lancelot''s helpless face.


    Ruvella smiled smugly, guiding them upstairs while Sebastian helped clean up... Evaine kissed Lancelot gently as they wandered upstairs holding each other''s arms, with Guinevere on his opposite side.


    Their path was directly towards his chambers before opening the door gently... revealing Morganna waiting for them elegantly... dressed in thin lingerie to tease Lancelot mercilessly...


    "Welcome home darling, it''s time for training or should we have a little fun first? Fufufu. Hello, my little sisters, Evaine and Guinevere."


    "Big sister... You look so happy, your stomach... and face is glowing!" Evaine gently spoke before hugging Morgana.


    The two had been speaking often since Morgana started ruling Camelot, and now both felt like real sisters, as Morgana''s hand stroked the stomach of Evaine, while she did the same.


    "Fufu, twins in this little stomach, what a lucky girl. Mordred meet your future sisters, be nice and kind to them as their oldest sister." Morgana whispered, only for Evaine to hear.


    "Hehe... Big sister, you''ve been secretly linking every one of his women, so we all get along like this; I am so happy to see you in the flesh."


    Guinevere joined Evaine, wearing matching green-coloured lace panties and a bra; both smiled sweetly while stroking Morganna''s stomach joyfully... Guinevere wiped some tears; meeting others who carried Lancelot''s babies made her envious and wanting to carry Lancelot''s baby girl.


    Morgana leaned against Guin''s right side and whispered, "You will be next; do not worry, my lovely sister."


    Guinevere nodded... Morgana leaned into Evaine and whispered... "Are you disappointed he will train all night and not sleep with us?"


    Evaine nodded... Morganna tapped Evaine''s nose before pointing upstairs...


    "You can come watch if you like, or take some rest; right now, Lancelot is a little tightly strung and needs to unease that tension in combat, or he will fuck us all to death, fufu. His body just evolved, and he has no idea how powerful his sex drive and libido are..."


    Lancelot wanted to join in but knew that Morgana was here for the other girls, not him, so he sat on his sofa, relaxing as much as possible, knowing it would soon be time for training...


    In his mind were the words of Sebastian, making his body the sword, and not focusing on the actual weapon too much.


    While meditating, Morganna approached Lancelot with Guinevere and Evaine while the two girls that Ruvella carried away were teleported into his room with the snap of Morgana''s fingers.


    Maria and Sumika stepped forward and watched his handsome face quietly...


    All five stunning beauties surrounded Lancelot, kissing his cheeks and biting him lightly as they hugged him softly; five wonderous, elastic and squishy breasts of different shapes and types all pushed against his body as he was teleported to Avalon.


    Teleporting was a quick process... Morganna touched Lancelot... then used his mental connection to summon the; all the women were sitting in a comfy room with snacks, drinks and other things when they saw a stark naked Lancelot holding a sword on the huge screen before them.


    His tanned muscles glistened in the starlight outside... with the camera zooming to focus on Lancelot as Morganna smiled awkwardly, looking at the nude body of Lancelot.


    "How?" She chuckled at the red-faced women, all pretending not to be interested.


    "It''s good... I want to see more!" Sumika was honest as she fiddled with the zoom, making the whole image his package... her eyes like a lewd girl seeing porn for the first time.


    Evaine and Maria weren''t embarrassed...


    Morganna laughed warmly before snapping her fingers again... instantly teleporting Lancelot wearing black leather trousers and boots with an orange cloth wrapped around his waist that rippled in the wind as he faced Kara one more time with the worried and excited women enjoying the sight.


    Before they could speak, his body vanished, blasting forward with a raging slash down against Kara, who instantly summoned Caladbolg, blocking lazily before teleporting above Lancelot, bringing down a rageful blast of darkness, causing cracks to spread along the ground underneath as Lancelot spun his body, waving his arm upwards deflecting Kara off balance...


    Then... his right leg flicked out, like a snake striking a mouse or scorpion''s tail killing prey, smashing against her stomach... causing her to crash into the distance as Lancelot charged rapidly...


    A battle filled the screens... and Morganna enjoyed watching him more than any woman present... Because she saw his progress completely, every punch, movement and action was engraved in her memories.


    In contrast, Evaine watched Lancelot learning slowly and becoming sharper; Maria watched how he moved his body... Sumika admired his ferocious attacks and defence, and Guinevere watched Lancelot''s sword forms and how he applied his previous styles.


    Morgana absorbed everything with her golden eyes... a small smile on her lips as she noticed he already started putting Sebastian''s advice into practice.

 Chapter 210: Chapter 9: Lancelots Second Sword...

    Five days later, the training had become so intense that sometimes, students would eat their meals while on a short break during training.


    Both Sumika and Guinevere no longer had the time to enjoy Lancelot''s training because Morgana, Rena and Nuriel were now training them secretly from the others.


    "Lancelot... There seems to be a package for you."


    Sebastian called out as Lancelot cleaned his bloody face in the washing basin. The training with Sebastian was now so intense he used his full power from the first moment, and each blow was deadly.


    There was a long package... It seemed heavy as Sebastian tossed it towards him; the huge brown package, seeming to be a solid wood box, slammed down into the dirt, the weight and power sinking almost two inches before he approached it.


    "Was there a name?"


    "Ah... It said ''from a secret admirer.'' Master."


    Since Sebastian didn''t know either, Lancelot didn''t push further; instead, he reached for the strange lock that tied the golden threads that blocked the sword... only to feel a tingling sensation penetrate his palm... golden threads began to swirl inside his arm, bulging and writhing around his veins as if making a strange pact.


    ¡ªOi!? Who are you? Get out of here... Master is mine!?


    The voice of Kara sounded as she shrieked but the golden threads were much like the black energy given by Caladbolg when they fused... tighter, more intertwined the gold and black became until it was part of his body...


    At first, he saw a dark, corrupted blade... black with blood-red gems... his fingertips brushing the blade suddenly changed the sword... as its colours reversed rapidly.


    Lancelot felt intense pain... Falling to one knee as the package opened itself, revealing a beautiful blue and silver sword... a large ruby embedded in the pommel as Lancelot gazed upon the long blue and silver blade, the colours blended like clouds in the sky... with the blue and silver pummel covered in runes and patterns.


    However, Lancelot didn''t understand why this felt like an object that had merged with him; the blade at first was jet black... but the moment he touched it, the beautiful silver blade returned... as if something in his blood or body purified the sword.


    ¡ªMaster, this sword is annoying!!! Don''t cheat on me! Don''t abandon me!! This sword bitch is jealous... Hmph! She is clinging to me so possessively and doesn''t let go...


    I want to smash her into pieces... and...


    Lancelot sensed Kara''s feelings... it felt more human than before, and he knew that maybe this sword triggered it, but it was cute to hear her getting so jealous and upset.


    Picking up the sword... Lancelot didn''t need to swing it...


    Instead, his hands naturally grasped the blue hilt, feeling the warmth of the steel as his fingers grasped the sharp edges... but the sword was light... and soothing to touch; he felt like holding a silk blade. It was so gentle and easy to move.


    ''Wasn''t the box extremely heavy...?''


    ¡ª¡ªMy Lord! I finally... I finally found you!


    A stalwart but beautiful voice, quite obviously a female''s, but the tone was like a knight meeting her lord, as the blade vibrated in his fingertips.


    ¡ª¡ªThis lowly blade is named Durandal, and I am honoured to meet you! The chosen one! Please use me as you see fit.


    I was crafted by the gods using dragon''s blood, elven essence, divine power and a fairy''s heart, then bathed in dragon blood and given sentience!


    Please use me! I can evolve and improve with each opponent defeated and absorb the energy from all swords... I am yours, my lord.


    "Eh... why are you so cute and likeable!?"


    Lancelot found Durandal cute... the way she was so devoted and kind... the golden threads inside his body no longer caused pain but gave him power... as she said... Caladbolg to Take Power... Durandal to give him power...


    the two opposite swords suddenly came to his mind as Sebastian rushed over.


    ¡ªNononono! This slut is going to steal you from me! Master... Don''t abandon Kara! I will do anything~


    "My lord, are you alright?" Sebastian''s rough voice caused Lancelot to look up and show the blade... Sebastian''s eyes widened; he was familiar with this sword... but Durandal had long vanished after her last wielder died.


    "How..."


    His voice trembled as if seeing something like a miracle... then he placed a hand on Lancelot''s shoulder, "Whoever sent this item cares for you a great deal. Make sure you never forget it... Did they send a message?"


    "No... Nothing else." Lancelot shook his head; Durandal said there was no letter or anything as if crafted purely for him.


    Sebastian smiled... "I see; the person who sent this likely knows you already... so there is no need."


    ''Who could have sent it...? Do you know Dora?''


    ¡ª¡ªMight Dora be me... My Lord?


    Durandal sounded excited... Lancelot didn''t question more but knew whoever sent Durandal cared for him.


    ''Do you know who sent you?''


    ¡ª¡ªYes... It was the student of my former master... I cannot say her name as she promised me, but her hair was wild and beautiful like a raging fire, and she has nothing but your happiness and safety in her heart.


    ''Who was your previous master?''


    ¡ª¡ªMaribeth du Lac


    ''Maribeth...'' Lancelot muttered with an aching heart... Sebastian patted his shoulders firmly... "Come, lad... your training will not complete itself... you should not let your new toy distract you!"


    Before Sebastian could pull him away, Lancelot''s body vanished from the vision Sebastian, in a single moment, using all his power. He stepped behind Sebastian and slashed the old man''s flank with the sword, causing a loud metallic sound and his cane blocking the blade, making Sebastian laugh.


    "I knew it! You are just like her... Come!"


    Sparks flew as Lancelot unleashed everything he had. Durandal resonated with his emotions; the more he swung her, the stronger and faster she moved! Her weight was the same as Caladbolg''s; however, his swordsmanship became elegant and graceful.


    ''This is the true form of my swordsmanship...! Maribeth... Mother...!''


    His attacks with Caladbolg were fierce and devastating, using her to break the guard of Sebastian, while Durandal protected and struck with light and gentle speed as both his arms flowed as fast as Morganna''s.


    Their attacks continued... as students and Ruvella watched from the corner of the mansion, Evaine''s eyes shone with stars, but the most entranced was Ruvella... watching the blue and silver light from Durandal... a tear dripped from her eye as she called out...


    "Maribeth... he''s accepted your sword... It seems your disciple also fell for your son''s damn charm..."


    Evaine couldn''t understand Ruvella''s words... but smiled brightly; Lancelot''s swordsmanship had finally evolved... and she wished for nothing more than his happiness as Morgana, Guinevere, and Rena watched through the crystal ball and saw Sumika and Maria watching as they were on the ground covered in wounds and bruises from their training.


    ''You have done well, Lancelot...'' Morgana cheered him on... Rena clenched her fist tightly. "I want to fight him..." She was loud and cheering Lancelot on, her heart pounding at his display of strength. Guinevere felt joy... happy that Lancelot would become the man she saw in the future vision... a man of good, evil and balance.


    **


    However, one girl watched Lancelot from a distant realm; her fiery red hair danced wildly as she clapped softly... a gentle smile on her lips before the room returned to its usual atmosphere, and Lancelot and Sebastian stopped fighting, panting with sweat dripping down their skin as Durandal glowed brightly... absorbing Lancelot''s sweat, blood and energy.


    Durandal''s colour suddenly changed slightly; she was lighter and faster... and her colour, which was blue and silver, became a deeper blue... S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So it was you... who spoilt my plans... a mere mortal, not even a king?" The red-haired woman''s face seemed gentle and happy... but the moment she clapped her hands together... the entire forest around her died... drained and devoured...


    of all life.


    "A shame, those necromancers were all talk... Shall I ask the devils next time? And have them crush you first~ fufu... such a pretty dance, but I want to kill you so badly." Her beautiful and seductive voice carried a terrible weight as she licked her lips hungrily, wishing for Lancelot''s death.


    Yet... she did not realise the consequences her next actions might have...

 Chapter 1 - 1: Back To The First Day!

    The world was chaotic; the great lords of humanity all fell to the enemy''s assault, and those that were strong and smart defected, betraying everyone.


    A man was kneeling surrounded by blood and sinew; he was one of the last lords that tried to fight back desperately.


    A broken blade was in his hands; the black blade twisted like his heart; behind him was a destroyed throne, the black stone crumbled from a huge ballistae bolt rolling on the ground along with his shattered emblem.


    He stood alone as the last of his beloved warriors was cut down mercilessly by a superior enemy, the crimson blood spraying onto the man''s face as he grimaced.


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    Slowly he watched in dismay as the spears pierced the fallen chests of his troops.


    The man felt despair that not even one might live on, free of his control and able to survive, his heart racing as he felt a sense of dread overcome him.


    Every last of his most cherished and well-trained troops were like garbage facing the enemy knights.


    With anger in his eyes, as if burning embers replaced his pupils, he watched their black armour, the sleek and stylish sheen, mounted upon colossal warhorses with steel covering their faces as they marched closer.


    The wet sound of their hooves crushing the mud and corpses of the warriors broke his heart further as blood oozed from his abdomen.


    ''How could I fight against such powerful opponents?''


    His face became bleak, watching on, his eyes looking towards his dead warriors, the broken and burning village nothing more than charred wood and crushed stone, and the ruins of his manor now being ripped apart by monsters.


    He was frustrated as blood and ashes seeped through his fingers, dripping onto the black hilt of his broken sword.


    A sense of loss finally started to bud in his heart.


    ''No... I can never surrender!''


    Grey clouds began to cover the skies, while the bitter rain cascaded onto his body as the enemy approached from all sides.


    Yet still, he tried to see a way to escape this hell.


    ''My tutor.''


    ''My senior...''


    He watched the mounted knights parting as he watched a single horse approach with a loud, wet clack each time it moved forward.


    The blood dripping from the man''s spear was his blood; the huge gash on the Lord''s stomach, still torn, as his intestines and innards slowly slipped out, was caused by this man.


    The knight was a man he trusted, who taught him to fight.


    The male riding a white horse, with a beautiful white mane, like a shimmering sun in this dark hell.


    ''Why did you betray humanity when you were our only hope?''


    His silver armour made him look like a king who descended from the heavens.


    As he watched the knight dismount, the wounded Lord felt his eyes blur as the rain and wind began to batter his wounded and broken body.


    He thought to himself, feeling broken and worthless in his last moments.


    ''Tell me, goddess...''


    ''You swore that you would stand beside us and help us fight against those who wanted to destroy everything we held dear and loved.''


    ''Yet why...''


    ''Why is the champion you chose standing on the enemy''s side, and why.... does he still have your divine blessing!?''


    Tears filled his eyes as he tried to muster the courage to fight, the wet mud almost swallowing his legs in a trap, like powerful hands holding him down.


    The knight in silver armour smashed down on his chest with a violent kick, sending the lord shooting backwards, spiralling out of control as his face dragged along the rough ground and broken weapons.


    Now a bloody mess, the handsome face destroyed.


    Sadly, there was no mercy for the broken Lord as the knight stomped on his back.


    A loud crack sounded as the knight''s vicious blow broke countless bones sending the Lord flying as filth buried his body.


    His mouth opened as the blood and guts of his fallen soldiers and allied lords began to fill his mouth, causing him to gag.


    ''These men tried to support humanity''s final defence...''


    ''We failed...''


    The Lord could feel the disgustingly warm, sticky, vile blood cling to his skin and throat as he lay on the ground. Like it was mocking his stupidity for never noticing this man was a traitor despite the many obvious indications.


    Boom!


    Once again, a steel boot slammed into his body before the knight''s heel crashed into the Lord''s chest.


    The brutal blow sent him floating again before his back smashed against the broken throne, the debris piercing the Lord''s body as spikes and stones skewered him.


    He tried to speak out, but only bubbles of blood and vomit left his lips.


    The only thing he could do was watch as the brilliant white knight began to remove his helmet, as if this was some movie or advertisement.


    The white knight had a handsome face, short blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes.


    ''I see you haven''t changed... Arrogant bastard...'' The Lord''s dull brain thought.


    He smiled at the broken Lord as if they were friends meeting for the first time, holding a sharp sword rumoured to heal the wielder''s every wound without limit.


    "Hello, Lancelot."


    "Fancy meeting you here after so many years apart."


    The man''s voice was soothing and gentle but only added to the insult and disgraced the Lord felt as his body tried to claw its way from the quagmire of filth, drag his body from the stone and metal piercing his flesh.


    Lancelot felt flames of regret burning inside his body, nowhere to vent as his broken sword ruined under the knight''s feet and his shattered throne impaled his body.


    ''This is me, the pathetic excuse for a lord...''


    ''The last Lord of humanity... ''


    ''I am a fool...''


    ''Why did I trust you like my brother!?''


    His name was Lancelot.


    The final defence and hope for mankind, but like Icarus, the sun melted his wax wings.


    That sun''s name was: "ARTHUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


    His pained cry echoed., the blood oozing from his bloody throat, countless blades and shards lodged into his innards, as the word became dark, hazy and silent.


    Only the mocking smirk of Arthur remained in his eyes.


    -


    Suddenly the world turned black; there were no flames of death and destruction, no broken throne or bloody mass of corpses.


    He was alone once again.


    Lancelot only had the darkness, born to a whore and without a father; he was abandoned and could only survive because of the Lord''s Program.


    Now in this darkness, a strange voice began to speak.


    [If given a second chance, to change everything and relive your life again...]


    "There is no reason to ask this stupid question, of course!"


    [What if you lost everything that was you, justice, humanity, kindness?]


    "If I can stop Arthur and that bitch of a goddess, I would even give my soul my existence!"


    His tired body struggled forward like chains wrapped around him. He would never surrender to this darkness; if there were a way to move forward, he would do so!


    ''I can feel the abyss calling me! Someone, something needs me!''


    There must be a way, some hope!


    Towards the raspy voice


    Towards that dark abyss


    Towards a new future!


    When he arrived at the centre of the black light, a strange sensation of bliss and anger washed over him.


    A huge tomb-like chest with thick bars and locks, but beside him was a large axe.


    Lancelot didn''t care, as he grabbed the axe and began to hack at the chains; he wanted a path, then he would make a path.


    Nobody would stop him! Not even the goddess of light!


    The moment his axe broke through the chains, a slight feminine moan sounded before a delicious and sweet aroma penetrated his nose.


    He felt something caress his hair gently like he always dreamed his mother would do.


    ''It feels like a comb that''s slowly, gently sliding through my memories and existence... soothing yet torturing me at the same time...''


    Lancelot watched the memories of his past life, from when his mother died, and he was thrown away as his mother''s relatives refused him at a young age.


    ''Selfish bastards...''


    Like it waited for him to feel this way, the voice asked him to choose.


    [So you would Accept?]


    "I must accept!"


    "I must stand tall!"


    "I must not break!"


    "Because..."


    "I am the last Lord of humanity!"


    "Nay Lancelot..."


    The strange voice became soft, sultry and feminine as a dark throne appeared in his sight, a woman was seated on the throne, but he could not see her figure.


    Her arms opened wide, a large bosom swaying as dark purple lights began to illuminate the abyss.


    Lancelot felt his member growing, unable to stop himself from becoming aroused, bewitched by her aura.


    He wanted that woman, that figure to become his.


    ''I want her... Who is she? I don''t care. She will be mine!''


    Alas, his mind became distant before he could ask even her name.


    "You are my king..."


    "The King of demons!"


    -


    "WHO ARE YOU!?" His youthful but angry voice resounded.


    He desperately wanted to know who the woman was, but there was no more void; instead, he was surrounded by young-looking human students. Their ages were 18-19 at most, looking at Lancelot with strange gazes.


    ''What''s going on!?''


    Lancelot looked down at his body; no muscles, a strange black and gold uniform just like the lord academy issued to first years.


    ''No way...''


    His eyes watched the door as a beautiful woman with a voluptuous body entered the room, her low-cut top showing her delicious cleavage as her hips swayed slowly.


    Still, her eyes fixated upon Lancelot, who stood up. She gave him a flirtatious wink before she addressed the rest of the class.


    "Now, my beloved students! Today is the day you all become Lords~ for the sake of humanity! Are you excited!?"


    Lancelot was shocked, his heart racing as he felt his body for any strange items, needles that might contain drugs, anything to prove this was an illusion or dream.


    ''That voice... It was real!?''

 Chapter 2 - 2: Lancelot The Loser

    "Hahaha, did you hear the loser shout today?"


    "I know; what kind of stupid dream was he having? Damn, how did the school let an orphan into the elite academy in the first place?"


    "Who knows... but let''s be quiet; soon we will see what kind of a joke his [Main Troop] will be, maybe goblins or Imps, haha!"


    The hallway towards the hall was filled with his classmate''s gossip.


    Currently, it meant nothing to Lancelot.


    A mere scar, a forgotten page in his pathetic diary that no longer mattered.


    This tended to give him a little abuse because he was a student accepted with a scholarship rather than because of his family''s power and nobility.


    However, most of these people would die within a year, and he no longer cared about his upbringing and situation; the kind lady at the orphanage was his mother; that was all Lancelot needed.


    ''She suffered because of my stupid broody attitude, then when I was sent away for the exam... Mother died before I could apologise.''


    "In this life, I won''t make you sad... Mother."


    Today they would get their first units, and Lancelot would only get the most basic goblins; despite this, he survived to the end, as goblins were just like him at the start.


    Weak, but able to adapt and suffer any adversity.


    He brushed his fingers through his silver hair, thinking it was time to trim it.


    Many of his classmates hated him because of his messy hair covering most of his face and poor clothes.


    ''Why was I so ashamed of my eyes? When mother... praised them as beautiful?''


    Slowly, they fumbled along the dull hallway with a grey floor and white walls, some old signs with cursive writing for each room, and unclear directions.


    It didn''t take long for them to arrive at the huge arena where everything would begin.


    A huge oval around 2 miles long and a mile wide with a huge monolith in the centre with countless words written in an alien language.


    This was humanity''s only defence against the invading monsters and creatures.


    Lancelot ignored his classmates talking about him, instead being calm and quiet and making his plans for the future, as time was of the essence for him and those he wanted to contact and help protect.


    His eyes watched a beautiful girl''s face, with long black hair and pretty blue eyes that watched the arena with focused eyes, cheeks like porcelain, with soft pink lips slightly parted as the sunlight illuminated her lovely visage.


    Suddenly, she turned to face him, and as their eyes met for a moment, Lancelot felt the world seemed to freeze.


    ''Guinevere...''


    A woman that would soon become the fianc¨¦ of his most hated enemy would be cast away by the same man when he betrayed humanity.


    It might have been the last moments of his former feelings that were in love with her at this time, but they faded.


    He remembered the humiliation this woman caused him when his troops were announced, as she crushed him in the new student duel when matched against him.


    ''I do not hold a grudge against you, Guinevere; I will only save you because your troops can kill those demons.''


    Immediately after he turned away, the arena began filling with the female students'' cheers as a group of handsome boys and girls stepped onto the huge stage.


    A massive projection created with a mixture of magic and science showed them up close to people high in the stands.


    ''Arthur!''


    Lancelot grits his teeth, almost clenching his fist enough to make his palms bleed, as the girls beside him cheer at the handsome male with blonde hair and blue eyes, carrying his signature Excalibur on his waist.


    The blood boiled in his chest, causing his breathing to grow ragged, his hidden face red with veins popping out of his forehead.


    ''I will kill you!''


    "Oh my god! It''s him!" A pretty girl shouted and shrieked, seeing a tall male with blonde hair walking past; his white robe and black pants showed he was a member of the second year''s elite class.


    "I heard he managed to clear a trial at 19! A historic feat!"


    "His troops are the mounted knights of Camelot!"


    "Ah~ I want to become his sword maiden... Lady Guinevere is so lucky..."


    The elite class quickly sat beside the front of the stage, their eyes arrogant but their strength enough to back it up.


    A sudden trumpet and orchestric melody caused everyone to quiet down, the symphony of their nation and kingdom that once fell into ruin but rose again.


    Slowly after the melody ended, an elderly male stood at the centre of the stage, where the monolith stood and began to speak to the students, his voice stern, old but filled with a regal tone.


    "Dear students, it is my pleasure and honour to greet you all here for another year and another selection event!"


    The crowd began to howl and chant.


    "My name is Professor Merlin Emrys, the headmaster and your future guide in our fight against the Chaos that ails our world!"


    Many new students became awed as a brilliant light shone from the headmaster''s palm, while Lancelot remained calm, as the nostalgic summoning of troops into the real world caused his heart to beat faster.


    "Please greet my most trusted knight. Mordred."


    Boom!


    A brilliant flash of white and red exploded before a huge knight clad in black armour and a huge axe hanging from his back appeared from nowhere, the sheer appearance of the man causing the entire arena to feel the weight of his aura.


    "Mordred, don''t scare the new students; give them a dance."


    Following his soft words, the knight shrugged his shoulders before performing a comical barn dance, rattling armour and stiff movements allowing the students to feel at ease.


    ''I remember feeling scared of this knight, haha... Never did I get to enjoy this fun dance.'' Lancelot thought, a rare smile showing under his long silver hair.


    The dance ended as Merlin let him return to the abyss.


    A place that humanity knew nothing about neither did the dwarves or elves.


    "Now then, because you have been training your body and minds from 12-13 and the odd genius among you even younger. But, do you know why you trained so hard, the sleepless nights and long, arduous days?"


    His eyes looked around, magic dancing around his arms as he moved them like a conductor.


    "That is... To become Lord''s, to summon beings from another realm, a distant plane of existence to serve you! The highest honour one can receive in this current world!"


    "All... For one purpose."


    Merlin on the stage paced around the stage, his movements fluid as if he was floating, looking at all four sides of the arena before he continued.


    "To Defeat the Chaos."


    "What is Chaos...? You might ask."


    With a flick of his fingers, the arena showed a beautiful forest, slowly being devoured by strange black energy, rotting and mutating the land as monsters and strange creatures began to appear in the dancing mystical image.


    "The Chaos is unknown, slowly eating away at our world... Our only way of fighting back is these mythical existences and troops; for some reason, only they can penetrate the veil that protects the demons who live in the chaotic abyss."


    He became solemn, looking at the monolith with millions, if not more, names as they slowly scrolled and changed.


    "No, everyone can become a lord, and not everyone who becomes a lord can fight against Chaos."


    "Fear."


    "Corruption."


    "Betrayal."


    "The chaotic energies of the land of Avalon that lingers in a plain between our world and theirs slowly corrupts those with a weak mind or those filled with greed..."


    "Students, from the moment you become a Lord, you might enjoy preferential treatment, noble titles and countless beautiful men and women who seek your hand in marriage..."


    Lancelot listened; he forgot most of this speech in his last life, now his second time he understood...


    Understood too well the truths and sorrow in Professor Merlin''s voice.


    One of the few heroes Lancelot still worshipped and placed his trust in.


    ''These kids don''t understand, still thinking it''s a game...''


    "However, from the moment you become Lord''s, your lives are no longer your own, but those that should be dedicated to our glorious kingdom for the greater good of humanity."


    "Honour."


    "Wealth."


    "Love."


    "These are worthless if you are to die to the chaotic demons that await you in Avalon."


    Suddenly a younger woman dashed over, taking the microphone from Professor Merlin before she looked around and spoke with a clear, beautiful voice like a spring breeze or a cold mountain lake.


    ''Teacher... Evaine...''


    A momentary tremble in his heart towards the beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure and beauty spot below her eye; she was the one woman who tried to protect and save the students and Lancelot to her last breath.


    Also, the lover of Lancelot after the world collapsed.


    ''You alone... will never suffer...'' His hands were now grasping the stone armrest.


    He crushed the stone as if it was mere clay, as their eyes locked onto each other, and she called something out several times.


    The boy beside Lancelot tapped his shoulder, a ginger lad with freckles but a sunny grin; his name was Bryan if he remembered right.


    "Lancelot... They are calling you up... it''s your time to become a lord, congratulations!"


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    "Lancelot du Lac! Come to the stage this instant or be forever banished!" Evaine''s angry voice sounded lovely to him, like the whispers of love they shared in the dark days.


    "Look...it''s the loser..."


    "Ah, the one who is obsessed with Lady Guinevere."


    "Haha... Lancelot du Lac? What lake? He''s dirty and unwashed! More like Lancelot the loser!"


    Lancelot ignored their words as he gracefully dashed down the stairs, his graceful movements far beyond that of a mere student of 10 years.


    He also felt strange, the sensation of his body, the muscles under his clothes...


    They were beyond him, even in his past life!


    Like a flying angel, he leapt onto the stage, his body pressing against Evaine, his arm wrapping around her waist, with an extremely handsome face appearing as the wind blew his hair away for the first time in 10 years.


    "!!!"


    "Lancelot, was that handsome!?" One of the girls shrieked.


    Suddenly, the chanting of Lancelot the loser quickly died out, instead replaced with many of the lesser noble women wishing to know him better.


    "Hands off me, obscene knave!" Evaine''s hands tapped him away, her face slightly red as her blonde hair swayed in the breeze.


    "Forgive me, beautiful teacher; I apologise for being slow to awaken from the enchanting allure of your ever-bewitching emerald eyes."


    Lancelot didn''t give the beautiful woman more than 10 years his senior a chance to respond as he jogged forward, placing a hand on the huge orb before the monolith.


    ''Goblin, Imp... I don''t care! Let''s rise to the top and crush the demons!''


    [Oh~ my dearest knight, beloved King, your troops not be so tasteless.]


    [Call my name, for I am thy queen!]


    The wind began to rage, the monolith shuddering, as a whirl of magic began to spiral around Lancelot''s body, this was the precursor to the summoning ritual of the Lord''s first unit.


    A special unit that would stay with them until death.


    A unit that could never be replaced or copied.


    A haunting but beautiful melody with an enchanting chorus began to play in his mind.


    Normally, people would use the standard summoning verse; however, the moment Lancelot went to sing those lines, something in his mind was jolted.


    The melody inside his mind was not the dedication to the King but rather


    "Ode to my beloved Queen"

 Chapter 3 - 3: Ode To My Beloved Queen

    Lancelot stood in the centre of the arena; his arms suddenly spread wide a mixture of silver and pink energy began to swirl around his body, crackling with a heavy pressure that even Merlin felt a sense of terror.


    His silver hair blew back, windswept, as his beautiful eyes shimmered, a piercing grey before they closed, a look of serenity on his face.


    The entire arena was silent, only the slight shuffling of women and girls trying to see this handsome, ethereal male.


    All curious about HOW he could hide such good looks for so long; however, several women looked guilty and angry.


    Like their special secret was now lost.


    In the next moment, their hearts, minds and souls were stolen as his deep and charming voice echoed; the solemn but gripping song was melodic and romantic, and the entire arena began to crackle with the huge pressure.


    Ode to my beloved Succubus Queen,


    In twilight''s grasp, your allure seen.


    A mortal man, enthralled by your art,


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    His arms began to move as if in a dance with an invisible beauty as his body danced around the arena, oblivious to others.


    As his song, his proposal continued.


    Dark desires intertwine, our destinies entwined,


    In your seduction, my soul refined.


    I, the mortal king, your faithful devotee,


    Ensnared in your charm, bound eternally.


    Through the night''s embrace, your essence burns,


    A temptress fair, each passion yearns.


    Your gaze, a spell, draws me near,


    Lost in the depths of desire and fear.


    With lips of crimson, you whisper your plea,


    A succubus'' touch, you offer me.


    In shadows, we dance, an eternal duet,


    Where pleasure and pain together beget.


    The song began to change, becoming more passionate as his hips and body danced a more sensual and sexy dance, like a fiery tango mixed with the passionate salsa, causing many girls to feel a sense of attraction alluded to his body.


    In the realm of dreams, we entwine,


    In your embrace, divine and malign.


    In your embrace, I find my release,


    A union forbade a love without peace.


    For you, my Queen, I''d surrender my will,


    To quench the longing, my heart''s fiery thrill.


    Together we''ll wander, a duality''s reign,


    In the depths of darkness, love''s bittersweet stain.


    Dark desires intertwine, our destinies entwined,


    In your seduction, my soul refined.


    I, the mortal king, your faithful devotee,


    Ensnared in your charm, bound eternally.


    Once again, he repeated the chorus, some even swaying along to the melody, while the teachers were more focused on the huge pattern now painted on the ground, a strange summoning symbol.


    Unlike a normal commander, she felt very dark, sensual and alluring.


    In the night''s embrace, our passion shall rise,


    The Succubus Queen and her mortal prize.


    Forever united, in love''s twisted embrace,


    A symphony of darkness, our souls interlace.


    Lancelot stopped his song momentarily, a pink and silver light dancing around his body, entwining, twirling around as if resembling the mortal king and the succubus queen in their dance against destiny.


    ''Now, I need to summon my troop...!'' He thought as the back of his right hand began to glow with pink light, feeling his chest tighten; his heart''s racing sounded in his ears while he struggled to breathe.


    ''I know not who you are or your desires for me. But I will sing for you... She who makes my heart feel free!''


    The swirling lines of silver and pink began to pulsate around him, forming a beautiful summoning symbol that covered his entire body.


    Something unheard of as many of the "elite" looks at him with jealous faces.


    Evaine watched as the boy who teased her no, the man.


    His eyes, those verses, and the serious face he showed caused her to feel a tight sensation in her chest.


    As if she might lose something important if she didn''t take action.


    She stood frozen in the centre of the summoning circle, watching the beautiful Lancelot with her heart throbbing, unable to move.


    In the stands, Lady Guinevere''s eyes were no longer dismissive, looking upon the world as if there was no colour or meaning to be alive.


    Her beautiful blue eyes shimmered like aquamarines as she watched Lancelots dance, her heart feeling excited.


    "What will you summon... My handsome knight?" She muttered as her maids were too busy to hear her words and report them to her father.


    Lancelot stepped forward, his body exuding a magical sensation as if fairy dust was fluttering from his body, as he approached Evaine with graceful steps.


    "Forgive me, maiden; I must pay the toll to summon my lady."


    Evaine just nodded, her eyes watching his soft, red lips before he suddenly stood before her, a head taller, before he dipped her slowly into a ballroom-like dance position as they circled the room.


    "Dance with me, instructor," Lancelot said with a grin.


    Evaine felt her heart beating erratically, wondering if it was because she was afraid of getting dizzy or because of his sudden gallant dance before she closed her eyes and let her body move in rhythm with him.


    Their bodies were covered in brilliant lights, silver for Lancelot as it was powerful, rampant and enveloped the pink and blue lights resembling Evaine and the succubus queen.


    Once again, he began to chant his wondrous sound, the words and melody like magic, melting Evaines brain as she pressed against him in their enchanting dance.


    She felt Captivated because his grey eyes were staring at her.


    With a slight blue glow surrounding his charming eyes, Evaine forgot this song was for his summoning ritual. Instead, she felt he was courting her.


    With incantations whispered low,


    I summon thee, my love, to show.


    Through ancient rites, our worlds collide,


    In this sacred union, let us reside.


    As the verses cease, the ritual complete,


    I beckon thee, my Succubus, to meet.


    In shadows deep, our souls entwine,


    Bound by love''s enchantment, forever thine.


    His lips touched hers gently, her mouth trembling as his warmth and taste were a heavenly sin, the thrill she felt making her feel hot and tingly in her spine.


    Illusions of lust and affection were her last fleeting thoughts that flickered through her head before being torn from Lancelot''s embrace.


    Her head spinning as she felt her vision fade away.


    A burst of pink blossoms exploded from the arena, blocking all who watched. Even Merlin''s keen eyes saw nothing but the pink mist and beautiful flowers.


    Inside...


    A beautiful woman embraced Lancelot; her body was tall with soft skin, eyes golden like the morning sun.


    Her hair was long, glossy and thick as the purple strands glistened in the pink mist, as two horns sprouted from her head.


    Lancelot couldn''t help but be captivated, by her wondrous white feathered wings, like an angel, yet her red lips alluring like a devil.


    ''This woman... I know her!''''


    She wore a black dress with grace and allure and a cute crown atop her horned head.


    "Such a wonderful summoning, my beloved King."


    "I am Morgana, the lady of darkness. Your future Queen and the ruler of all Succubi."


    "Kiss me and seal our pact."


    Lancelot wanted to scream, but he couldn''t speak a word, just gazing into her golden eyes.


    The devil smiled gracefully, eyes twinkling with mischief as she stepped closer, her plump chest barely covered by the thin fabric.


    Morgana giggled sensually, pressing her bust against Lancelot''s chest, filling his body with a strange burst of energy and power.


    His muscles began to wriggle, and with each moment, he could feel unbearable pain, but he bit his lips because he felt that this was improving his body...


    He could feel his body changing...


    "Please, Kiss me, my King, accept my love."


    Lancelot felt something inside him burn with passion and lust, the feeling of ecstasy almost making him crazy.


    He suddenly felt Morgana''s hot tongue entering his mouth, kissing him fervently as she wrapped him in her white wings, a strange feeling as if something was pouring into his body, yet it didn''t feel wrong, but pleasant and joyous.


    And then he felt her soft breast through the fabric, arousing him more and more, moaning in the kiss as her tongue ravished his own.


    Lancelot could no longer differentiate his pleasure from the pain of the transformation, but it still felt good as his body grew and transformed,


    Morgana''s sweet voice echoed in his mind.


    [I am...now eternally yours...]


    The world became hazy as the woman continued to kiss him, and then his world drowned in the woman''s voice, and the feeling of her hot flesh, their tongues dancing, and they were one...


    Suddenly, everything scattered, and all that remained were the pink blossoms.


    His body felt more powerful, and his arms and muscles obeyed his commands instantly.


    She was now standing before him, a smaller version of the woman that enchanted him, like a 19-year-old version of her.


    "Forgive me... My power is only able to give you this much..." She said apologetically as her delicate fingers stroked his cheeks.


    On the back of her left hand was a pair of swords and a black throne, similar to his Lord mark from the last life... but only one sword appeared in that life.


    In contrast, on his hand was a cute little image of Morgana, with two cute wings and her soft red lips blowing him a kiss.


    "Morgana."


    He called her name before kissing her soft lips, embracing her tightly. They embraced each other, feeling their bodies merge and their hearts beat in unison.


    Lancelot could feel it as their lips parted, her cute face looking at him dazedly.


    If he were to die, so would she and the same if she were to die.


    They were completely linked.


    But he couldn''t understand why.

 Chapter 4 - 4: Beginners Trial - Nightmare Difficulty!

    Lancelot''s body felt a strange burst of energy as the arena finally cleared, the beautiful Morgana now floating around his body before she pressed her belly against his shoulder, flapping her white wings gently.


    ''She is so soft and warm, I can barely feel her weight... despite those wonderful mountains of...''


    Her breasts rested over his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his chest like a lover.


    [Oh my~ do you like mommy''s big honkers? Do you want to suckle on her pink nipples?]


    ''!!!''


    He was stunned by the fact she could hear him, so distracted that he missed the worlds of Evaine as she passed a slightly rusty black gauntlet to him.


    This gauntlet would slowly evolve and improve as the Lord did, starting at the lowest rank.


    Some countries used the letter classification, meaning he was a G-Rank Lord, while his country used the colour system.


    Rusted Black: G-Rank


    Black: F-Rank


    Polished Black: E-Rank


    Rusted Silver: D-Rank


    Silver: C-Rank


    Polished Silver: B-Rank


    The ranks above differed depending on the lord type, but most chose the Platinum into Mythril colours, while others might choose Moonsteel into Starsteel.


    However, both did the same thing. One specialised in Martial combat while the other in Magical combat.


    "Lancelot, are you alright? Please take the gauntlet and enter the trial grounds. You have 2 hours to complete the test. Otherwise, you will be demoted to a lower-class Lordship Academy."


    Lancelot was momentarily taken aback by the gentle voice of his sexy teacher; remember, the time they spent in bed together was a little awkward as his left hand slipped inside the gauntlet, hiding his succubus marking.


    "Ugh..."


    [So you love older women with large breasts, oh my~ weren''t we perfect for each other? I love huge cocks!]


    The succubus queen said as Morgana''s hand slipped down his body; it was like nobody else could see her, as she even reached inside and then showed a satisfied grin.


    [Umu~ the best I''ve seen! You pass; this queen will treat you well!]


    A sudden jolt of lightning shot down his arm into his hand as he felt the marking burning, slowly merging with the gauntlet, as it started to engrave itself on the back of his gauntlet.


    ''Can I evaluate your breasts the same?''


    [Fufu~ I''ll bite your little fingers off!]


    ''Shameless.''


    [This queen is allowed to be~ oh my, maybe you can watch me shower? Fufu.]


    Before he could complain more, a burst of pink and purple light flickered from his left hand before a strange sheet of paper was created with various information.


    ''So this is the fabled Lord Parchment?''


    Only the Lord could see what was written on the parchment unless he wished to share the information; slowly, he checked it and felt confident it was correct. However, some things were far more inflated than he thought.


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 1


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 100%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 0%


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 2


    Agility: 3


    Stamina: 2


    Endurance: 1


    Intelligence: 1


    Wisdom: 1


    Charisma: 6


    -> Lancarod <- S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 1


    Irregular Parry/Guard - Rank 1


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 1


    Blade Dance - Rank 1


    -> Magic <-


    None


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3


    Rank: F+ (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare,


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Morgana''s Thoughts: "This boy''s cock is really good, both girth and length¡­ I have to keep him believing I have lots of experience and have him help me regain my freedom!"


    -


    He felt great that his attributes were above the basic level of most human lords until they reached the second stage of evolution. Lancelot thought it was left out because he didn''t enter Avalon yet.


    ''Let''s enter the trial gateway; Evaine looks angry, and this witch is too cheeky.''


    [This queen will spank your little ass boy!]


    ''Yeah yeah.''


    Lancelot gave Evaine a wink as he strolled towards the gateway, its strange blue surface rippling, a strange vision appearing on the opposite side.


    "Will he take the easy portal? It seems his summon was weak, a mere succubus." Merlin pondered, watching as Lancelot watched the three gateways.


    A blue gate for the novice trial, meaning you could get a C-Rank at best for clearing


    A Purple gate for the intermediate trail would grant you a B-Rank at best upon clearance.


    A Red gate, crackling with dark lightning, horrifying screams and cries as even the visuals inside are unclear, this portal was ranked "nightmare" level and could grant up to an S Rank.


    "He will take novice; look at his cheap clothing; how can a mere scholarship student have the tools even to compete? He doesn''t even have his weapons!"


    A blonde male wearing silver armour with a polished silver gauntlet watching the arena spat out, denying Merlin''s thoughts.


    "I don''t know~ this boy is really attractive; maybe he will have his little slut fuck the monsters to get through? Haha, intermediate is as far as he gets."


    Joked a pretty woman with orange hair and a tartan dress, wearing a Silver gauntlet on her hand, as she ate a red apple with a smile.


    ''Morgana.''


    [Mmmm, what''s wrong? Are you going to apologise to Mommy?]


    ''Never, I want to touch your tits. What is to apologise for? How far can we go? You know my mind, my current prowess.''


    ''How far can I trust you?''


    He stepped back, looking at the crowd that slowly began to chant, causing his heart to stir.


    In his past life, it was never this grand, he was insulted and mocked for having a goblin summon, but the brief image of Morgana seemed to have stopped their mockery.


    Succubi were still weak physically, but their magic was extremely strong, even more for the higher-level bloodlines.


    [Take the red gate, if you pass, I will kiss you and grant you one of my secret abilities]


    ''Hmmm, is it worth it?''


    [It will allow you to improve even without joining the battlefield of Avalon!]


    ''Alright then, can you not help me make weapons or something? You are a magic-type summon, right?''


    [Oh my~ what are you going to do for me then? Cunnilingus?]


    ''Whatever, give me a pair of dual broadswords, around 95cm long, with long handles and hand guards.''


    [Hmph~ no fun! Fufu~ when we enter, I''ll make some for you, with mommy''s extra loving touch.]


    Lancelot stepped forward, his choice causing the crowd to become silent; in desperation, Evaine tried to chase after him.


    "L-Lancelot! Don''t...!"


    Yet the moment his body entered the gateway, they were wrapped in black chains, quickly sealing themselves.


    Another woman''s eyes began to glow and focus on the fading visage of Lancelot, the Lady Guinevere, who opened her soft pink lips with a slight smile.


    Something the ladies had not seen since she was forced to be engaged to Arthur by her father.


    "Interesting boy... I want to know him more..."


    Her words were barely heard by the male guard a slight distance away, gritting his teeth and slowly pivoting his head towards the dashing Arthur, wondering if he should inform him of these words and smile from his future wife.


    Merlin watched the red gateway, stroking his slight grey beard with a slight smirk, looking at the other people besides him, the academy tutors who all doubted.


    He changed his mind.


    "I think he can do it; how about we all make a friendly bet? Hehe~."


    The scheming smile of the old man causes them to feel aggravated. He wondered why this old man suddenly voted for the poor boy.


    Instead, they all began slamming their item bag with countless treasures and coins down.


    "Let''s bet!"


    "You''re on, old man!"


    "Damn, the perverted old guy has dementia!"


    While on the stage, Evaine watched the portal with one arm still outstretched as she felt a strange feeling in her chest.


    "Please come back, don''t die... Lancelot... If you do, I''ll think about eating that meal together..."


    The other dangerous thing about the nightmare portal was, as Evaine worried. Anyone who entered had to pass, wait for a timeout of 2 hours, or they would die, but she had no time to worry.


    The image of the handsome Lancelot wielding two swords with his hair swept back, showing his extremely handsome face, with piercing grey eyes watching the distance on the four sides of the huge screen.


    This was a projection of the trial, everyone watching him step forward, his body enveloped by a floating succubus with a voluptuous body and charming smile.

 Chapter 5 - 5: Goodbye Past Self~

    The trials were a sort of academy-managed test run of Avalon, where they could control the type of encounter and split them into different categories.


    Gauntlet - Fight a set of battles with a miniboss at the end.


    Brawl - Fight one group with a boss.


    Gather - Search for items needed while avoiding or crushing the enemy.


    Aegis - Defend a certain object or person for a set time. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Showdown - A mixture of Gauntlet and Brawl, with a series of difficult battles with high rewards and one difficult boss as the final enemy.


    There were more, but those were only found in the real Avalon when you uncover the right relic or zones that offered them.


    Lancelot stood with a straight spine, spinning the swords around his hands, swiping, slashing and stabbing to get used to their weight and counterforce.


    He liked that the pommels were different; one was a lion which he used in his dominant right hand the other was a wolf, used in his left.


    Not only were their pommels different.


    The left blade was thicker with a sharp curved blade, while the right blade was straight and thin with a sharp pointed tip.


    [Oh? You seem to like my little presents~ Mommy wants a kiss in return; give me your thick vitality!]


    His shoulders rolled back, enjoying the sensation of his muscles relaxing while observing the surroundings, ignoring the sultry succubus wrapped around him, fluttering her wings.


    Lancelot felt prickly heat biting at his skin, hurting him as he stood still, observing the area.


    The walls were dark, with thick fissures and cracks with black embers billowing, thick tar oozing from the gaps into the murky dirt floor.


    Ahead were two rooms, one to the left and one to the right, with a sealed door in the centre.


    For some reason, the two doors were crude, with a simple rock formation with poor runes.


    However, the central door was pristine, like it was crafted by master dwarfs, with beautiful golden runes inlaid into a wonderful black stone archway, with a pure white door untouched by the heat and dirt.


    He could hear skittering like several feet tapping the ground while focusing his ears.


    ''It must be a fire-type dungeon, not a gauntlet or brawl... There isn''t something to protect, so it''s not an Aegis type either.''


    "Fuck it''s a showdown..." He sighed, tapping his blades together, causing a brilliant spark of light.


    [Are you sure you can win? The enemies are really strong, you know? I would die in like two hits.]


    ''Can''t you just fuck them to death?''


    [This Queen has taste! Her legs open only for the best, most high-quality men!]


    He somehow felt disappointment and slight joy at the same time.


    If the succubus he summoned was a slut that would probably be a little uncomfortable for him.


    Yet, the fact she was so annoying and a virgin irritated him.


    However, he would be the big man and ignore this.


    His white shirt blew from the strange cavern breeze, while the scent of her natural perfume seemed to keep him calm and help clear his mind.


    "What can you do for me?"


    [I can give you oral... if you''re a good boy, my ass is...]


    "I mean in battle! Also, why can''t you speak with your mouth?"


    [If I spoke now, you''d spurt your thick white cream in your pants instantly, then become addicted to the pleasure of my captivating voice~]


    [I am a succubus Queen, after all!]


    The voice in his mind seemed more regal and majestic for the last sentence; rather, the sentence before was rather vulgar.


    He didn''t want to waste time and approached the patrolling arachnid-like creature.


    It had eight eyes and countless legs, but it seemed more like a scorpion with a long stinger on its long, segmented tail.


    [I can use Charm to stun and daze several enemies for around 5 seconds momentarily, but the monster in here might only last 2 seconds.]


    [my rank and level are tied to you now.]


    [Mesmerise controls one enemy for up to 20 minutes, depending on their grade, thankfully, it doesn''t matter if my true grade has been locked.]


    "I see.." Lancelot''s feet were light like birds fluttering across a pond''s surface, grabbing the fish with their feet.


    His muscles began to tighten and loosen along with each of his memories, still unable to completely adjust to a body far superior to his old one at the moment of his death.


    ''I''ve been completely remade...''


    [I told you when we met...]


    ''Yeah, yeah, you did. But I am no demon king.''


    [Not yet...]


    Lancelot''s body suddenly dashed forward.


    His swords lowered beside him as he lunged at the unaware arachnid, its black carapace easily deflecting his blade''s piercing thrust.


    With focused eyes, he watched the monster''s sharp pincers swipe towards him, forcing Lancelot to spin himself like a turning top, holding both blades parallel to his body.


    Each blow created brilliant silver sparks as the huge arachnid began to stumble back.


    A strange pink mist pulsating over its face stopped its movements.


    [Go for the weak spot between its neck and chestpiece]


    ''So even with these skills, I cannot fully break the barrier of quality and level.''


    Like a supporting call, her voice was inspiring as he pivoted on his right foot, tightening his thighs before swiping across the exposed fleshy part with his left blade, then with a complete spin.


    He used the momentum to thrust the right blade''s sharp tip into the monster''s throat with a brutal piercing blow.


    Blood and flesh sprayed from the wound as it covered his body.


    A brilliant glow of silver light streamed from the arachnid''s body and filled Lancelot with a strange, uplifting feeling.


    The pleasure caused his lips to release a low growl, as he wasn''t prepared for this.


    ''Why didn''t they tell us about this!?''


    ''It''s like I''m having sex!?''


    Although this wasn''t the first time he''d gained experience from killing a monster.


    It was just the first time he killed someone with such a high yield, with him being weak and more powerful than he thought.


    [Eh!?]


    He noticed the same white glow would then filter through his body, a small part entering the body of Morgana.


    Only a fraction of his as she showed a slight blush of her cheeks but maintained her dignity.


    [You look so cute, that little moan and your expanded crotch... Fufu~ want Mommy to kiss it better?]


    ''The difference in light shows just how great the disparity between our levels...''


    Lancelot realised how powerful his summoned Commander was, causing him to smile wryly.


    ->Experience: 83%


    ->Summon Drive: 25%


    ''Not enough for a level, but very close... I can feel my insides like a cup of ale close to the rim!''


    He shook his head before the entire aura of his body and face changed, the smile on his lips faded, and his eyes narrowed with a vicious look.


    ''That''s enough; no more need to act like a naive boy.''


    [Finally, I will follow you to the end, Lancelot.]


    "Morgana, let''s hunt." His voice was strangely commanding as if channelling his past self, no longer acting like the young him.


    [At your will, my king.]

 Chapter 6 - 6: Lancelot du Lac [1]

    [To the left!]


    Lancelot''s right arm thrust towards his left, the sharp point stabbing the arachnid''s eye with a loud pop before disgusting blue juices burst everywhere.


    ''Good girl.'' He complimented Morgana.


    His body moved like the flowing tides, dodging a pincer, using the back of his left blade to parry the fierce lunge of another''s sharp tail.


    He could feel himself becoming one with the air and his swords.


    A serene face that seemed stressed and pressured slowly began to form a faint smile, his eyes narrow and relaxed as if flirting with a maiden.


    Clang!


    His exceedingly graceful expertise slowly carved the strong carapace of the enemies.


    [Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 1 -> 2]


    [Irregular Parry/Guard -> Irregular Defence - Rank 2]


    ''It feels nice; my old wounds are gone. I have no burdens to feel.''


    ''Simply dancing with my swords, culling the enemy!''


    [You seem so happy and captivating when you wield those swords.]


    Lancelot was fighting three of the basic scorpion-type Arachne that were present in the dungeon.


    ''Then try not to fall in love with me.''


    Morgana''s body lifted from his shoulders, her golden eyes watching him with amusement.


    A man she chose in a moment of despair, yet he was so amusing and beyond her initial thoughts.


    [(To think you didn''t revert to a stupid teen again, or wallow in self loathing.)]


    [How much do you love the sword!?]


    Clang!


    Once more, his body twirled like a tornado, the whirlwind slash now used for offence and defensive manoeuvres.


    Lancelot didn''t reply to her voice; instead, his swords began to vibrate.


    Like they were singing out in joy.


    Whether it was his touch, the gentle movements of his fingers, or the stylish way he flicked his wrist to divert the brunt of the damage away from the blades.


    ''I love the sword more than life itself.''


    ''And the sword loves me!''


    Morgana smiled as she lifted her hands, weakening the enemies, using her charm to keep them stunned and dazed in a rotation.


    She wanted to use her Mesmerise, but Lancelot asked her to allow him this time to adjust himself, to change his swordplay to suit his new body and its high specs.


    Woosh!


    Another sharp leg slashed across his face, forcing Lancelot to jump backwards, twisting in the air before landing with unsteady feet.


    He took several steps to adjust.


    "My power is much higher, agility nearly doubled..." He mumbled.


    Before switching his swords, the sharp pointed blade held in his left, the wide curved blade in his right hand.


    "A slash gains more from strength, stab from finesse..."


    Boom!


    Morgana gasped at his movement.


    At the last moment before, the arachnid''s foot slammed down and penetrated his chest.


    His body lunged forward.


    The curved blade slid across its sleek black leg with brilliant sparks before his body rotated in a full circle, decapitating the scorpion''s head with a brutal slash and stab.


    ''Morgana, burn them with your Shadow Flare, then mesmerise the large red arachnid approaching from the northwest.''


    [!!!]


    Before she could even protest, her hands began to glow with a black flame, spiralling as if in rhythm with Lancelot''s dancing body.


    Her flame exploded from her hands like a flamethrower, burning down the two heavily injured Arachnids and melting their bodies into dust.


    A succubi''s flame damaged the soul directly with low body damage.


    When she turned to the northwest, two huge scorpions appeared.


    One red, the other blue.


    Morgana followed his command despite being slightly annoyed, but she couldn''t stop the strange throbbing of her heart when his deep voice ordered her around with such confidence.


    [(An experienced man is great!)]


    "Phew... Haa...Haa... Stamina is still good after two battles." Lancelot whispered to himself the two huge scorpions were the mid-bosses before he could clear the trial. S§×ar?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''If I didn''t have my improved body, memories, and skills, the basic scorpions would kill me.''


    ''Even now, I have so much to learn...''


    ''It thrills me that my limit isn''t here!''


    He began to stretch his muscles, waiting for the essence of the dead scorpions to start entering his body.


    ''Get them to fight, but don''t injure blue scorpion. I want to test my limits.''


    [...]


    ''Also, great work Morgana; I am glad you are my summoned commander.''


    [!!!]


    Her beautiful golden eyes shone with a mysterious light, the dark sclera enchanting as the red scorpion was fascinated for several moments.


    The pair were charging towards Morgana and Lancelot, their heavy feet clanging against the ground as the sharp tips dug into the soil.


    Lancelot didn''t worry she would fail; he had trusted mere goblins.


    Why doubt his queen?


    As he believed, the red scorpion''s body stopped moving momentarily before its stinger and pincers grabbed the blue scorpion.


    Suddenly the strange light began to pour into his body, causing him to let out a pleasant sigh.


    Now he wasn''t letting his past self affect him; there was no embarrassing moan, but the pleasant feeling of his body improving was divine.


    He felt the sound of two huge scorpions clashing in the background was a wonderful soundtrack to his first level-up in this life.


    ''I will reach the top, then surpass even that!''


    ->Experience: 100% [LEVEL UP!]


    ->Summon Drive: 75%


    His body began to crack and make strange sounds as his veins filled with surging blood, muscles writhing as they improved.


    Normal people would gain anything from at most 1-2 attributes in total improvements with each level, and the elite would gain a total of 3-4 at most.


    ''Arthur gains 5, which is split between 5 attributes. I have to match that... Please...''


    [(My little baby doesn''t want to lose?)]


    [(Fine.)]


    [(I was going to use this as a bargaining chip later...)]


    Morgana''s lips puckered as she kissed the wind with a pink lipstick mark landing on his chest.


    Lord Level 1 -> 2


    [Attributes]


    Strength: 2 -> 3


    Agility: 3 -> 4


    Stamina: 2 -> 3


    Endurance: 1 -> 2


    Intelligence: 1 -> 2


    Wisdom: 1 -> 2


    Charisma: 6 -> 7


    [Skills]


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 1 -> 2


    ''Eh? 7? I gained 7 points!?''


    A huge explosion of light filled their bodies as Morgana finished her level-up.


    Although it was nothing special, her control over the red scorpion became easier, and her body seemed to mature slightly.

 Chapter 7 - 7: Lancelot du Lac [2]

    Lancelot''s body began to once again dance with his swords. The beautiful melody as they cut through the air was enchanting.


    ''These swords are not ideal; my new body needs custom-made blades.''


    He opened his grey eyes, which seemed filled with a new light.


    One ready for battle.


    The level-up phenomenon was something that Lancelot himself didn''t know much about or understand.


    He remembered that some said it was due to the killer gaining the experience of the slain member''s soul.


    While others claim it''s the work of a divine being.


    The truth was simple, a mixture of both.


    A divine being devised a way for races to improve and evolve.


    She then weaved this into a runic pattern and embedded this into every existence, from the bugs in the soil to the birds in the air.


    Even the planet Eltura itself.


    As technology moved on, people could quantify and identify this phenomenon, and those who chose to become Lords would share this nectar with their summoned troops.


    The more troops, the less share everyone gained. This also meant no troop ever became useless.


    No matter how low they were, a goblin could one day fight a god if they fought enough battles and survived.


    ''Nostalgic, those guys were so weak when we started, but now I won''t be summoning goblins.''


    ''However, even if nostalgic. I will pick another race, a race that cover''s what I lack.''


    ''Ranged capabilities and covert action.''


    "Morgana, fight as you wish. The red scorpion is for you to defeat. I don''t need a figurehead as my queen." Lancelot''s deep voice sounded before turning away from her.


    His feet spread slightly, the dirt creating a small dent.


    Woosh!


    Lancelot lunged forward, his blades glimmering brightly as he jumped towards the huge blue scorpion.


    With a flick of his left wrist and thrust, the blade tip penetrated the joints that connected the scorpion''s front legs and body.


    The attack caused the blue arachnid to drop.


    His assault wasn''t finished.


    His feet used the hard legs like ladders to leap up to the scorpion''s head one jump at a time, his body like a bird in the sky.


    Before his right arm tore across the eyes of the blue scorpion brutally, his slash burst its balls of vision into disgusting meat and paste.


    "Haha~" He laughed as his attack became an onslaught.


    The blades of his weapons danced around the blue scorpion, carving away its armour. It was like he was dancing, but his strikes were fast and brutal, like a tiger with its claws. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This was not a skill or talent he had gained from levelling up.


    But with skill and technique, he honed; as his left sword stabbed forward, the right would slash across, with his twirling body, deflecting and tearing at the opponent while building momentum for the next stab.


    His footwork and movements are impeccable to avoid counterattacks based on his dance.


    Woosh!


    A claw of the blue scorpion came at him, but in a spin, he deflected it, pushing it into the ground where the blade tore through.


    Lancelot stood still in the middle of the blue arachnid, a few drops of sweat falling from his head to the ground below.


    Now with both front claws buried into the ground, the scorpion lifted itself and pounced at Lancelot.


    The knight blocked the attack; his defence was flawless, using the body of his right blade to divert the power of the blow, causing him to twirl in the air, then using the sharp blade to deflect the final sharp tips from harming him.


    The force was extreme; even defending the blow, he took considerable damage.


    Health 92% -> 51%


    However, his body was sent into the air, the scorpion''s tail stabbing towards him, but he used his feet to strike against it, launching his body out of harm''s way.


    Lancelot''s health was in the red.


    His body was soaked with sweat; his clothes clung to his body, leaving no gap; even the leather armour on his chest glistened.


    Using the blade in his hand, Lancelot deflected the stinger of the blue scorpion, driving it deep into its abdomen.


    Then with a sharp kick, he smashed the creature to the ground, a sickening squelch sounding.


    It felt like the creature was crying in pain with its strange scream, but Lancelot showed no mercy; leaping onto its back, he flicked both swords before stabbing down where its spine connected to his organs.


    "Killing it!" he exclaimed, his grey eyes showing no mercy as the swords tore through the beast, pulling them apart to rip and tear its wound, allowing the organs and guys to spill to the floor.


    ''Done...''


    Once he felt it was dead, he used both feet to land on the ground.


    [Took you long enough... I give you 6 points. Never keep a lady waiting!]


    ''Hahahaha.... damn, whatever. I need a moment to regain focus; these weren''t even the boss, and I''m exhausted...''


    Lancelot was about to sit on the ground and wait for the experience to enter his body. He was sure that would help relieve him of some of the exhaustion.


    The constant activation of his complete focus and the dual sword skill were draining him now.


    His body didn''t go through the intense training regime he made, nor the countless true battles.


    Despite being so high spec, it was like trying to run an extremely high-grade Ether radio with primitive batteries.


    [What will I do with you? Mommy will make everything better.]


    Suddenly, Morgana''s body appeared before him, her beautiful fair skin, the golden eyes that seemed to be miniature stars glistening as she watched his face.


    The moment he was going to ask what she meant, she kissed him, pressing her soft red lips against his.


    Only a warm, wet and squishy feeling entered his brain, feeling her nose exhale hot air.


    Morgana wrapped her arms around his head, pushing her tongue into his mouth. She took control of his tongue, playing with it for a while, sucking on it.


    Wet sounds filled the room, and her tongue explored his mouth, licking saliva.


    She would get tired of playing around with his tongue, only to use her tongue to coil and wrap around it, pulling on it, nibbling on it.


    Her wet tongue was constantly moving and tasting him.


    "Hahh..." Lancelot gasped, feeling his brain being melted by her tongue.


    The pair pulled apart, Morgana then swallowing his saliva with a satisfied smile.


    [Do you feel ready for action now, my cute little king?]

 Chapter 8 - 8: Creating A Legend... [1]

    Lancelot turned away, looking towards the huge door with extravagant runes that began glowing, followed by the loud sounds of a hidden mechanism.


    "Tsk, damn enchantress kissing so easily like a cheap woman."


    [Oh my~ a succubus loves a compliment like that!]


    [Thank you, my dear Lancelot!]


    "Ugh..."


    He bit his lip, knowing he couldn''t yet beat this woman with his mouth.


    ''Damn woman...''


    [Hehe~ anytime, Mommy will take it all for you.]


    Morgana only watched him with a warm gaze.


    Neither his thoughts against her nor the blade in his left hand now pressing against her throat phased her.


    She knew Lancelot too well.


    Not just his mind and body were broken in those dark, hopeless final moments.


    But also his heart.


    The fetters that bound and twisted his fragmented heart caused by a single woman''s perfectly timed betrayal led to his doom.


    [(That bitch! Leaving a scar even my pact couldn''t heal!)]


    Lancelot didn''t know or care about the succubi''s inner turmoil.


    He just continued down his path with blades in hand.


    A path he would carve himself.


    -


    His steps were faint, knowledge of his past to never stomp or needlessly announce your arrival.


    The old memories flashed across his eyes for a moment, Lancelot''s feet sliding across the dirt, moving ever closer to the sleeping monster in the deep burrow 300 yards from him.


    Lancelot remembered the academy''s insistence on following the Lord''s code.


    Uphold justice and seek honour in battle, do not look for profit or forsake the weak.


    He used to believe this creed, treating it as common sense.


    Until his pride, honour and justice were crushed, stomped underfoot and ignored by his allies and most trusted people.


    Now, he believed it to be hubris, useless!


    ''Honour?''


    ''Justice?''


    ''Don''t make me laugh!''


    ''I need but one thing.''


    ''Victory!''


    Shling!


    His swords flickered in the dark light within the haunting barrow, dark, murky water oozing from the muddy walls.


    He crept along broken tiles with strange runes painted along them strewn across the ground.


    Lancelot made his way towards the huge ball curled up in the back of the barrow, with eight legs, no stinger and a black, hairy body.


    ''This is no scorpion, but a ghost spider King!''


    Woosh!


    ''Nothing will start if I don''t fight! Watch me, Evaine! The man who will tame you once again!''


    ''Arthur, you dog! I will outshine you from the start! GO! Betray humanity; watch as these blades slice your throat, pierce your heart!''


    ''I will not fall, even should my body be pierced with a thousand arrows!''


    Boom!


    The huge spider began to stir.


    Its body was at least 10 feet tall with huge legs that spanned at least double that filled with sharp fur and a strange glisten like that of a liquid making the spider hard to see when it moved them.


    ''Morgana, use whatever you can! Stall it, slow it, mesmerise it!''


    [Fufu~ Yes, master!]


    Lancelot''s body was already leaping into the air when he ordered her with a sharp voice.


    He felt a cooling breeze blowing his face while his body rotated mid-air, two blades shimmering as he shot towards the ghost spider''s exposed torso.


    [Little spider! Follow Mother''s orders and let my man carve your body!]


    "Krreeeeeh!" The spider''s mouth made a strange sound.


    The skill instantly caused Lancelot''s body to stop spinning before a huge black leg, harder than steel, smashed into his abdomen.


    His body flew across the room like a ball before smashing into the stone walls with an earthshaking thud.


    [!!!]


    [Little bastard! Dare resist mother''s spells!]


    "Ugh..." Blood and vomit shot from his open mouth before he rolled down the sharp rocks, tearing and slicing open his chest.


    Clang!


    Lancelot''s body rolled to his feet like it was second nature.


    Another huge black leg slammed against the floor the next moment, crushing and flinging dirt and broken slates from the impact.


    "Shit!"


    Before it could launch another, his body dashed forward, watching as a huge cone of flames exploded from Morgana''s palms, burning the spider''s face and back.


    "Greeeeeeeeh!"


    It tried the same skill which seemed to disrupt Lancelot before, but sadly Morgana was a special race.


    Succubi were hard to attack unless forced into the physical realm; her body was now translucent like a ghost.


    This method was not foolproof; it lowered her effectiveness by 40%. Her charm and mesmerising would have a lower success rate.


    However, she couldn''t take damage or die.


    ''Morgana, that''s good, don''t waste time controlling it anymore; just burn the fucker until you are tired!''


    ''Then rest and cover me when you fully recover!''


    ''It will take time, but we can do it!''


    A strange blue light began to flicker around the tips of his blades, like a bolt of lightning; however, it was merely the light.


    The trail of the blue luminance travelled down his arms, along his body, before he became slightly ethereal.


    Lancelot''s movements began leaving behind several afterimages as he rushed towards the huge spider.


    His eyes locked on the weak sections, its joints, the belly, and its eight eerie red eyes.


    "Raaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Lancelot screamed as he kicked off the ground with everything he had, making him move like a streak of lightning, even faster than Morgana''s fire.


    Lancelot''s sword in his left hand swung upwards before disappearing and reappearing at the arachnid''s neck.


    A splatter of green blood sprayed from the wound, the spider shuddering as its legs and body shrank, seeming to want to bite or lash out at him.


    [Eh!?]


    However...


    Lancelot''s body vanished the moment he was done swinging his right sword.


    Leaving the ghost spider to shiver in confusion as Morgana''s fire continued to burn its back.


    Then Lancelot reappeared behind the monster, spinning like a tornado and carving a path of destruction with his blade.


    Blood flew through the green, red, purple and black air as the huge spider''s body convulsed, jerking its legs in all directions.


    Lancelot''s eyes were blazing as he glared at the monster.


    "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"


    He seemed like he had lost all senses, roaring while smashing his head into the huge spider''s back, causing more blood to fly, grasping both of his blades.


    Shling!


    Lancelot used one foot to push himself off the spider, its body now glowing with a strange white aura.


    ''Time for the true battle!'' Lancelot beamed in his mind with a broad smile covering his face.


    [My King...?]


    Morgana could only fire her flames in short bursts, wondering why Lancelot seemed to enjoy battle so much more in this life...


    A sense of excitement filled her chest.


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 Chapter 9 - 9: Creating a Legend... [2]

    Woosh!


    [My King!]


    A sudden gust of wind wrapped around him from behind the huge white spider appeared suddenly, smashing his side with two of its huge black legs.


    "Kah!?"


    Lancelot''s sword blocked his ribs and chest, avoiding the sharp spines penetrating his lungs and body before he was sent flying through the air again.


    Boom!


    He felt his right hand drop the broadsword before the world began spinning.


    Clang!


    Thud!


    His body crashed into a huge stone pillar.


    Lancelot''s body smashing into the rock caused great damage to the stone, with a woman''s stone head broken head off and dropping to the ground, crumbling and falling apart.


    Blood smeared the damaged pillar, and Lancelot dropped rapidly to the ground with a limp body.


    Morgana''s four wings flapped desperately to reach him before he hit the ground.


    However, luck was not on their side...


    Bang!


    A thunderous blow sounded the force of the sudden attack of the ghost spider, creating a deep crater in the earthen floor.


    The brutal blow destroyed most of the slates and caused the ground to shake widely.


    The black legs of the spider swung down, catching Lancelot with his sword across his body and slamming him relentlessly into the ground.


    He felt the world begin to tremble, his vision blurry.


    ''Damn... fucking spiders...''


    There was the pungent smell of iron in his nose and a sticky liquid in his mouth that tasted like blood.


    "Peh.." Lancelot spat the blood from his lips.


    His eyes fixated on the spider lifting its legs once again; its red eyes were completely void of emotions watching his damaged body.


    "Ugh.... my rib..." Lancelot grunted yet forced himself to keep his faint smile.


    He lifted himself from the dirt, dust and broken rocks and began to wipe himself down; he trusted Morgana from her actions so far.


    And she didn''t let him down, using her flames to assault the spider, stopping its brutal attack before the spider vanished like mist again.


    ''So this is the reason for its ghost name, huh...?''


    Summon Drive: 75% -> 100%


    [USE MY SUMMON DRIVE!]


    -


    Back in the outside arena, where the students were watching in awe, many doubted the "loser" Lancelot but now were addicted to his fighting style and cool face.


    Merlin and the faculty were currently discussing the boy as it would happen.


    "Ah, it was so close, Merlin! But your wager was off, but the boy does have great talent."


    "Nightmare trial, reaching the final boss, not to mention he fought mostly with his own body.." A gruff man with short brown hair and thick muscles bellowed.


    He was Adam, a teacher who also worked for the Empire''s knights and trained them.


    "I want to ask him to join the knight order when he leaves..." Adam meant well.


    He truly saw potential in the boy.


    "Haha, what folly."


    "He is only doing so well due to that slut commander with him. She cannot be hit, can control the enemies!"


    "Merlin, that boy, cannot be passed just because he did well."


    "If you fail the trial, you are out."


    "Those are your own rules!"


    A high-pitched male complained with a barrage of howling cries of anger. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He was another mage, but unlike Merlin, he was not considered special for his talent but because he was a high noble.


    "..."


    Still, Merlin watched in silence.


    The moment the boy''s face showed an unwavering smile, despite his body covered in wounds, blood leaking from his now and lips.


    "I still think he can do it."


    "That boy, I want to teach him with you, Adam; not only is his physical body top class. His control and aptitude for magic are high."


    When Merlin spoke, his eyes shone with a strange blue light. The inside was a huge cross, with four black stars in each corner rotating rapidly.


    In response, the knight Adam merely looked happy and nodded.


    Evaine standing beside the central area of the arena, was stunned.


    Her eyes watched him with awe, never expecting one of her students to look so dashing.


    "It''s like he''s born to fight and slay monsters... And..."


    "Those abs are so sexy and tight..." She whispered.


    Unaware, her voice was transmitted to the entire arena causing everyone to look surprised and gossip.


    -


    Equally oblivious to his former lover''s mistake.


    Lancelot stood facing the huge spider, which retreated to the back of the room, curling its body as if waiting for the best chance to strike.


    ''...''


    He looked at the beautiful woman beside him, her lovely black and purple hair swaying like it was alive, two pairs of wings, one lovely white, the other black like a devil.


    ''Can you do it? You know that we will fuse completely.''


    [This queen can do anything! Let me show you the difference between a mere goblin Summon Drive and a Succubus Queen!]


    ''Alright.''


    He lowered his hands, dropping the sword that slowly crumbled into purple and pink dots of light before taking a deep breath and looking towards the beautiful golden eyes of Morgana, who approached.


    [Worry not, even if the world betrays you.]


    She brushed her fingers along his cheeks, pressing against his soft lips with her fingertip.


    [I alone will stand beside you.]


    When he was about to retort to her, he likely said he didn''t trust anyone and would never trust someone he had just met.


    Morgana ignored him, closing his lips with hers.


    All he could feel was squishy red lips before her enchanting tongue pried his mouth open, leading him to a wonderful sensation of peace.


    She stopped him from uttering a complaint or speaking as a cascade of pink energy enveloped his body, the entire room now glowing with a dull pink light.


    His body was wrapped in the powerful essence of the supreme succubus queen.


    Morgana.


    Summon Drive was a strange ability that allowed the summoned troops above a Captain class to lend their power to their lord.


    This skill allowed them to grant skills, attributes, knowledge, and information.


    A stronger or high-class spirit would show more improvements than a low-class summon, thus for one classified as unknown.


    The benefits were beyond Lancelot''s imagination.


    Lancelot''s former commander was a goblin warrior.


    His benefit from this ability was limited to sword skills improved by 1 level and a small attribute increase.


    But...


    With Morgana...


    Lancelot''s attributes were all doubled.


    His skills all ranked up one level.


    Not only did he gain access to the spells and skills in her information within his tattoo.


    She also granted him a special, unique ability which caused his heart to flutter just a little.


    ->Phantasmal Sword


    Create swords using your Ether.


    The caster decides the shape and size, two maximum but can be detonated to cast Shadow Flare.


    Each sword ignores armour dealing soul damage and has the spell Shadow Flare built into the blade.


    Blades will be equal to one above the caster''s current grade.

 Chapter 10 - 10: Lancelot Of The Phantasmal Sword

    His body swayed, covered by Morgana''s massive tornado of energy and essence, her presence and thoughts slowly filling Lancelot''s mind as his body began to change.


    He could feel it; the power coursing through his veins was not human or that of something holy.


    A dark, vicious power, yet he accepted it into his body because this was the kind of power he needed!


    Crack!


    His bones seemed to struggle under pressure.


    The spider in the distance was constantly damaged by the hurricane of sharp pink energy that soothed Lancelot halting its attack, something he was grateful for.


    ''I should get to know her better; this woman is strange...'' Lancelot thought.


    Woosh!


    The pink energy exploded all the power and leftover ether hammering into the flesh of the Ghost Spider.


    Its pained cries were music to Lancelot''s ears as he stepped forward, climbing from the deep crater where he was swatted like a fly.


    ''You know Morgana, I never expected to win this Trial. I wanted to leave this academy and enter Avalon quietly in secret to build my force.''


    [Oh? This queen doesn''t think you are that level of man.]


    [If you were, why would I be here?]


    "Hahaha..." A slightly distorted deep voice left his lips as he focused on the distant spider, now bleeding a thick ooze of green blood from all over its body.


    ''However, since you granted me this surprise. Let me step up to the challenge, face those rich nobles and royals and their stupid games.''


    ''Morgana, let me prove that this Lancelot was your most correct and wise choice. I do not know why you need someone else with your power, but It is likely far beyond me even to consider now.''


    ''I promise to help fulfil whatever request you have.''


    ''All to repay these endless swords you have given me!''


    -


    Everyone saw something shocking in the Arean on the screen; even the teachers were now silent.


    They knew the horrors of Avalon better than anyone, so they all understood the moment he appeared in that form.


    This boy was more than just lucky with his summoned commander.


    Lancelot himself was special!


    "How could he achieve this fusion level when they met less than one hour ago!?" The noble teacher screamed.


    "Interesting..." The beautiful Lady Guinevere whispered to herself, watching his form.


    Arthur, the confident blonde-haired knight with blue eyes, watched the handsome male on the screen.


    Curved demon horns, much like those of his summoned succubus but thicker and more vicious, pointing towards the enemy with sharp tips.


    His silver hair, now with purple and black highlights, brushed back over his head, revealing his pristine face.


    Grey eyes with black pupils shaped like a holy cross with the same stars that Merlin''s magic eye had and a black sclera enveloping the iris.


    He stepped forward like a phantom.


    His body vanished and reappeared with a purple gust of mist and essence.


    -


    Inside the dungeon...


    ''If you go so far, it would be unwise for me to give you a chance.''


    ''My queen.''


    It was the first time he said those words without a joking tone.


    [Lancelot...]


    Woosh!


    His body again dashed forward, the Ghost spider matching him as they vanished into thin air.


    Lancelot''s hands and body twisted before slashing down, two beautiful blades appearing in his hand, both heavy swords with thick blades more like clubs than swords.


    Thud!


    "Grrreek!"


    The spider''s thick exoskeleton was cracked at the brow from Lancelot''s whirlwind slash, but his assault didn''t end there!


    He stepped on the face of the spider, leaning back to dodge its short frontal leg''s piercing stab.


    Boom!


    He detonated the purple swords their blades glowing a violet light before a flash of light and impact caused the spider''s body to sway, dropping onto its belly.


    Lancelot was relentless, his hands creating phantasmal swords, neither solid nor magical, slashing, thrusting and smashing against the back of the spider.


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    Slash!


    Its body trembled and was forced to the ground despite its difficult attempt to stand with each blow.


    Lancelot''s face smiled, his demonically charming look causing many of the student ladies to feel hot and bothered cared nothing for his past, his revenge.


    He loved the feeling of fighting with Morgana, even if the constant summoning of the swords caused his body, chest and head to ache and his breathing to feel laboured.


    Green blood and guts began to fly around the desolate barrow.


    The spider screamed in agony and despair as it continued to be attacked by Lancelot.


    He drove his sword deep into the spider''s body before cutting down at its face and smashing its body once again to the floor.


    The spider let out one last pitiful howl before collapsing and going limp.


    Lancelot stood triumphantly with a proud smile as he looked over the defeated spider.


    It was not just that he had defeated the spider.


    He felt like he had conquered something much greater than that.


    This moment felt like his first step to changing his dreadful fate and finding a path to survival.


    For him and the many unfortunate hero''s that were slain due to treachery and deceit.


    The Ghost Spider had become a true undead.


    The fusion of the two seemed to fade, his body becoming heavier, slowly swaying before he almost fell from the top of the huge Ghost Spider.


    His body caught in the soft arms of Morgana.


    She was no longer in her ethereal form during the short period after using the Summon Drive, even though she would be more vulnerable to attacks.


    "You fought well; my little knight~ keep going and become worthy of me calling you my king seriously~ fufu."


    Her soft lips pressed against his forehead as Lancelot began to fall into a light sleep.


    The first Summon Drive on their first day of contracting was a little overzealous because their bond was weak. The brunt of exhaustion on his body would be tremendous.


    "However, you did it..."


    "I am surprised..."


    Morgana''s voice was gentle, soothing and filled with charm, but only Lancelot could hear as all the sound and imagery was suddenly cut due to him finishing the Trial.


    Now a short time of recovery for the pair.


    "I feel bad for the students who took their exam simultaneously on different stages..."


    Immediately after she spoke, a huge amount of aura from the Ghost Spider rushed into Lancelot''s sleeping body.


    Morgana giggled at the funny moans and grunting he made from the pleasure of it flooding his entire body.


    "Hehe~ it''s so cute watching you try to resist the pleasure when sleeping."


    The moment the part of the aura that would seep into Morgana approached her, she pointed her palm to the energy before pushing it back.


    She somehow sent it back into his body, causing him to experience a second level-up, reaching level 4.


    Her eyes narrowed like crescents, enjoying his pleasant suffering as she embraced him in the dark, gloomy cave where only the two existed.


    She was blatantly ignoring the exit portal a few metres from their bodies.


    "Grow stronger~ I won''t take any of your spoils this time."

 Chapter 11 - 11: The Lull After Battle

    Lancelot felt like he was dreaming, the gentle breeze from the sea to his east, the birds singing from the castle window.


    He was back in Avalon before the great fall.


    ''Ah... This must be a dream.''


    Lancelot didn''t want to linger here despite feeling a sense of ease when he realised it was a dream.


    All of a sudden, a sultry voice sounded from beside him.


    A female''s body rustled in the sheets, revealing an alluring creamy thigh that slid under the silk blanket.


    "Oh my~ why are you so difficult? Can''t we enjoy a bit of happiness after our first joint battle?"


    "Hmmm?"


    He remembered that he was alone at this castle; Evaine was dead, and this voice was too familiar.


    ''Morgana...''


    "Why are you in my dream? Can I not get a break?"


    "Hmmm?" Her head tilted with a cute smile, fluttering her lashes while peeking at him with her golden eyes.


    "I am a succubus... You know we take men''s vitality. Mostly done during dreams with substitute bodies~ be happy that you are the first man to get my real body!"


    Lancelot shook his head, climbing out of bed and feeling a cold sweat down his back.


    The chiselled body filled with tight abs and muscles was the new body, not his old one, and he could feel eyes of Morgana gazing at him, almost setting his ass on fire.


    "It''s not that... do you know how attractive your body is to men?"


    "You''re not that naive, so stop. I am not a saint who can endure such a tempting fruit when offered so freely."


    "Eh~ are you horny because of my body? Hehehe~ the ultimate compliment for a succubus, you know?"


    "Hey, Lancelot~ look, I''m dressed now!" She said with a serious voice.


    Lancelot believed her, turning around because of the blood rushing away from his brain; it was a dream anyway, so why did he need to be embarrassed?


    His Lancerod was the biggest in his class, and he was proud.


    "Eh?"


    The sight that greeted him was one of paradise; if god created a place called Eden, then it existed on his bed.


    Her supple thighs gently slid apart, allowing her soft meat to jiggle before clapping together with a sexy sound.


    The pretty purple heart-shaped fur above her most pristine garden was neat, puffy and glistening as if to welcome him.


    Lancelot slowly moved his gaze reluctantly away from her crotch towards her upper body; this woman''s sex appeal was far beyond any of the human women he had met and slept with in his past life.


    She was divine, a dirty temptress of a goddess, but still a goddess.


    Her soft mounds were fluffier than the clouds, her arms pushing them together to amplify her danger to males.


    "Am I pretty?"


    "Very."


    "Am I beautiful?"


    "Lovely."


    "Am I sexy?"


    "Extremely."


    "Oh, My~ look how excited Lancelot Jr is... so gallant and powerful!"


    "Can I have a taste?" She asked with a tempting voice, her legs spreading as she changed her position, letting her soft mounds sway.


    "Nope."


    "Eh~ why! It''s ready to be eaten, and it''s only a dream... you won''t die... Maybe."


    "Oi!"


    "Well~ you''re not strong enough to sleep with me yet... Forgive big sister, okay? I''ll kiss it better."


    He watched as Morgana''s divine body moved closer, a slight veil of shadow barely hiding her body the closer she came towards him.


    The moment before she reached him. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His dream ended.


    Drip!


    Drip!


    Lancelot''s eyes opened, greeted with a cold, wet barrow, the water leaking from above splashing on his face causing him to feel cold and sticky.


    ''Ugh... what an annoying dream.''


    "Mmm...you...wa...to...put Lancelot Jr in my ass.... no...so bad..."


    He could feel a slight weight on his chest; when he looked down, the same divine goddess that gave him the most agonising erection of his life now slept on his body.


    Her drool stains his chest.


    "Are you sleeping?"


    "Nnn...."


    ''Well, they did say the Summon Drive affects the Commander''s abilities and saps their power greatly... She is also abusing her magic over and over...''


    Lancelot decided to let her rest for a few more minutes.


    Because they passed the trial, they would be ejected after a certain time, so why rush out.


    He already knew several other people who seemed like trash would suddenly rise today because their summoned units were strong or they boasted a powerful recruitment ability to create a strong army.


    ''Let''s see my gains...''


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 4


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 100%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 3%


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 5


    Agility: 6


    Stamina: 5


    Endurance: 4


    Intelligence: 4


    Wisdom: 4


    Charisma: 10


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 3


    Blade Dance - Rank 2


    -> Magic <-


    None


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: "Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3."


    Rank: F+ (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare, Shadow bolt


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown (Really?)


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Current thoughts: "Do you know how sexy you look when you fight like that? Big sister''s heart almost exploded!"


    -


    ''Look at that, her stupid thoughts changed again...''


    He was happy to see the growth was not a one-time thing, and his attributes continued to grow, with Strength being prioritised for now.


    Lancelot didn''t know if other stats would gain more.


    However, they all grew more than could be said for most lords until their commander reached D-Rank when they started to share power and could improve using their summoned creatures'' racial training manuals.


    - Training Manuals are like a special technique that allows monsters, warriors and beasts to improve by following a routine.


    Some by killing and battle.


    Some by collecting herbs and brewing potions.


    Others by having sex with the opposite sex or take part in lewd activities.


    The different training manuals were endless, even as obscure as collecting trash from the ground to become a god.


    "Mmmm... Lancelot... I won''t let you die alone this time..." Morgana whispered, her body moving in his chest, grabbing his shirt tightly with a single tear dripping down her cheek before splashing onto his chest.


    ''...''


    Lancelot looked towards the roof, his face serious as he planned the future training regime to maximise his growth.


    Because he had less than 4 weeks before they went to Avalon for the first time and secured their first piece of territory.


    Stroking Morgana''s silky black and purple hair, he smiled with a bitter look.


    ''Don''t worry; I won''t let you become lonely, partner.''

 Chapter 12 - 12: Here Comes Lancelot! Rank 1!

    The students were quite tired; it was now three hours since the events started.


    Many were filled with deep impressions of various Lords.


    "My Dear students, today was a wonderful display of our empire''s future lords and protectors. It makes my heart feel great pride to announce the leaders of the rankings for this year''s rookie Lord trials!"


    Merlin stood in his glorious robes, a wide smile on his face.


    So many unknown lords with wonderful commanders, others with their mere tenacity and effort impressing him deeply as he watched the students with glazed eyes.


    A huge whiteboard began to display highlights of the day over the huge monolith, images of Lancelot''s amazing swordsmanship and transformation.


    The powerful red dragon of Lady Guinevere, Percival''s mythical Sherwood Forest archer commander.


    Merlin''s eyes shimmered with the beautiful blue cross with four stars as he watched the screen and the students in the Arena.


    Students could enrol in these trials from the first year, and the second years were forced to ensure they fulfilled their contract and summoning ceremony.


    Failures were immediately kicked from the academy, and all secrets and knowledge were removed from their mind with forbidden magic.


    So unlike the second-year trials, the first years normally had less than 100 challengers.


    "I am pleased to announce this year''s first year''s top ten!"


    "Their rewards are becoming part of the prestigious Elite Lord Class, 1,000 silver coins and a basic body training manual."


    "10th" is The image of a cute girl with absurdly long blue hair wrapped around her body, her hands casting balls of ice at her enemies in the Advanced Trial.


    "Maria Lovell from the southern city of Devona, her adorable Ice Fairy Queen allowing her to reach the top ten despite her lack of training!"


    "Congratulations!"


    Countless students cheered, following Merlin''s clap as the beautiful girl skipped onto the stage.


    Her body was wrapped in blue hair and a cute robe with blue eyes peeking from the large wizard''s hat.


    She was given a small bag of the 1,000 coins and a small book with a muscular female doing a bicep curl on the cover.


    The cute girl didn''t speak much, like a little blue cat, as she bowed to Merlin and skipped off the stage, holding a new silver and black robe to wear.


    Merlin continued this way until they reached the top three.


    He lifted both arms, strange magic flickering from his fingertips, causing the monolith to once again hide the current table of the top 10.


    "Now then! For the top 3, the reward will be far greater!"


    "First, all the rewards of the top 10 are given!"


    "Second, they can choose a single Professor of ANY level and year as their mentor!"


    "Third and the most amazing! They will be able to visit Avalon next week! Three weeks earlier than the rest of the year!"


    "Wow!" The crowd became unsettled, causing many who didn''t sign up to feel regret.


    Everyone knew that the sooner you went to Avalon, the faster you could improve.


    In the real world, there was no way to summon your supporting troops or increase the power of your current troops or yourself as a Lord.


    Once you visit Avalon, everything changes.


    Your status as a student and person would be increased, from a civilian to the lowest tier of Noble, while you serve as a Lord, increasing with more contributions to the realm.


    You can use the training manuals of your commanders and bring them into the human realm using your Ether to maintain their form. Otherwise, you need a special territory to keep them in the true realm longer.


    Like the huge arena platform which allowed the entire Academy to manifest summoned units for exams and general duels.


    It was the dream of all aspiring lords to enter Avalon early.


    Because First years were protected for the entire year.


    No powerful monsters or enemy Lords could attack them thanks to the extensive barriers each kingdom developed, giving them a chance to survive.


    -


    A huge display showed the beautiful Lady Guinevere and her powerful young red dragon burning the enemies with ease in the Advanced Trial ground.


    Her test was sadly a gauntlet which slowly took its toll on her dragon; even if she fought well with her lance, she almost fell in the final wave.


    Thus her second-place position was lost easily.


    Lancelot watched from the side of the stage, his body still feeling strange from the sudden increase in power.


    He tried to avoid moving because he had grabbed the iron railing earlier and bent the support bars because of his newfound strength.


    ''Damn... she is beautiful, but...''


    Morgana''s face and body flashed through his mind, the little temptress now sleeping in his Lord Space.


    ''Morgana is better.''


    "Congratulations on the legendary summon, Princess Guinevere." Merlin gave a respectful bow before handing the Elite robes, a bronze key and the other prizes other people were given before her.


    "It wasn''t enough." She replied before walking away.


    Her face was flat, hiding her emotions until her eyes moved across Lancelot''s body.


    For a moment, there was a strange flicker of emotion deep within her eyes as she walked down the tunnel to leave.


    ''What was that about? Such a strange woman...'' Lancelot thought, turning back to the stage.


    [You are so dense...Why does my master make women swoon for him...]


    [Is it the handsome face? The large manhood?]


    [Or maybe his stupid enchanting swordsmanship!]


    ''Oh, Morgana! Did I wake you up?''


    Her voice sounded sleepy, but her words made him feel a little guilty; of course, he knew the woman''s feelings towards him.


    However, one betrayal was enough. She might have her reasons for not coming to support their armies, but he couldn''t forgive her just yet.


    ''Maybe one day I''ll know the truth because she died soon after...''


    "2nd!"


    "Hotaru Sumika!"


    An image of a woman with a curved eastern blade, the girl was born in this empire, but her ancestors came from a glorious nation named Nippon.


    They were known for their warriors with unbreaking will and their agents of guile and stealth, the Ninja and Kunoichi.


    She hopped onto the stage with a graceful movement, wearing an eastern style of the academy''s uniform, hiding her voluptuous curves and her twin swords hanging down at her waist.


    Merlin gifted her the rewards before she gave a sincere bow and headed towards the exit near Lancelot.


    [Again!?]


    Sumika also gave him a strange look this time, but it wasn''t romantic affection¡ªrather the affection of one warrior to the next.


    Her petite body bowed towards him, the raven black hair dancing around her neck as she showed Lancelot respect.


    "Your swordsmanship was beautiful; I hope to clash blades with you on the battlefield one day!"


    Sumika''s voice was bright, like a sunflower in the summer sun.


    Lancelot also smiled at her, wanting to fight this woman. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her swordsmanship used dual swords like his, but her''s was based on the Eastern concept of iaijutsu.


    A style where the sword would be quickly drawn, like lightning slashing once or several times and based on extremely disciplined and accurate swordsmanship.


    "How about we train together sometimes? I feel my sword lacks your sword''s extreme discipline and accuracy and would love the chance to improve it further!"


    Sumika was halfway towards the tunnel before she turned to him with glowing eyes, beaming like almond suns.


    "I would love to!" (Nippon Common Language)


    "Hahaha, Let us train well together," Lancelot responded in her language, causing her face to turn red, but she had a happy look.


    Like a little girl given candy by her grandfather, she skipped down the tunnel with a happy face.


    He could hear her humming for several minutes before the stage became noisy again.


    [Ah... These damn women are coming out of nowhere!]


    Lancelot wanted to listen to Morgana, but Merlin''s loud voice caused him to become excited and ignore her.


    "NOW! Without further ado!"


    "I present to you our academy''s most shining star!"


    "The first to clear the Nightmare trial with a perfect score in over 10,000 years!"


    "His swordsmanship ethereal like a dance within a dream!"


    "A handsome young man you young girls all swoon for!"


    "His name, Lancelot du Lac!!!!"


    "His rank! Number ONE!"


    The moment he was about to jump onto the stage, huge screams and shouts filled the Arena.


    Lancelot wasn''t popular.


    But thanks to his handsome face, he began to thaw the icy hearts of female students.


    Then his beautiful and powerful display of swordsmanship destroyed their dislike, winning them over.


    Even the boy''s found him more interesting.


    Not to mention his super sexy succubus commander!


    For a moment, Lancelot stopped still, his face looking around; even the teacher Evaine was cheering for him. A strange feeling filled his chest.


    A sense of pride that was long lost in the distant battlefield.


    ''In one life I am embarrassed and scarred for life after an accident...''


    ''Now, I am cheered and welcomed with open arms...''


    [Accept their affection. Take what you deserve. Your recognition is long due, my king!]

 Chapter 13 - 13: Elite Apartment But Conflict!

    The congratulation ceremony and being granted his Platinum key passed by him like a dream.


    Somehow, Lancelot found himself back at the academy entrance, his fellow students now partying and having fun after passing in their dorms.


    ''Where did they say the Elite apartments were?''


    [Oh my~ darling, you were in such a daze for the past hour.]


    [Cars will come and collect you in the next few hours.]


    [Look, there is the cute little slut queen you love and hate.]


    ''Ugh... Sorry, Merlin kept talking about who I would take as my mentor, which was a little annoying.''


    [Oh? If it isn''t the fair Maiden Evaine coming to you, look at those huge tits... they are bigger than mine! Ah~ Mommy is jealous; don''t cheat on her with this Holstein cow!]


    ''Quiet woman, I''ll sleep with who I like.''


    [You mean Mrs. Four Fingers?]


    Lancelot ignored Morgana, finding her amusing and irritating at the same time. His body paced towards her with a faint smile on his cheeks.


    "Afternoon, Evaine. Are you well?"


    She looked towards him, cracking her knuckles before stepping into Lancelot''s range.


    Her hands pushed out and jabbed his body with her palms, knocking the breath out of his lungs but not enough power to make him move.


    His body only moved slightly as Evaine grabbed his tunic and looked at him with beautiful yet angry eyes.


    "That''s Instructor Evaine to you, little bastard! Rank 1, and you become so bold."


    Lancelot didn''t take it too seriously.


    This woman was the type with a knife mouth and tofu heart.


    She would say nasty or horrible things but then worry about them later for hours in the dark, drinking a cheap ale.


    "Yes, yes, our beautiful and amazingly strong instructor, I will make sure to remember your advice!"


    "Say yes once! Also, go line up with the other top 3.


    "Those girls have been waiting for you. Why did it take so long to arrive? The others have already left."


    Evaine looked stern, but her eyes filled with a gentle and affectionate light, the corners of her lips smiling before she stopped scolding him.


    "Congratulations, you were amazing in the trial. I look forward to seeing your swordsmanship improve."


    "How about if I become strong enough to defeat you without magic, you agree to a meal together at the Sherwood Hotel?"


    Once again, she looked close to exploding; instead, her hands released his chest, giving a light chuckle.


    "If you can beat me within 3 months, I''ll even sleep with you."


    [This bitch! Let me out; I''ll pull this fake sluts hair out!]


    Lancelot stood for a moment before nodding.


    ''Don''t think too much. She is just like this.''


    He saw the slight twitch of her cheek, knowing she regretted saying that, and he didn''t want to lose his current gains.


    [Then you will fuck her if you defeat her!?]


    ''Why so serious? You''re a succubus. It''s just sex.''


    [Big sister is not pleased with this obscene little brother!]


    "Wai....." Evaine tried to speak, but he moved before she could.


    ''I have needs.''


    So he quickly gave a light bow before turning away and fleeing before she stopped him.


    Not only did he enjoy teasing Morgana, but he felt a sense of familiar attraction for the two women, causing the wager to be hard to refuse.


    So he decided to go all out.


    A new life, a new him.


    Sleep with who he wants, kill what he wants, and take what he wants. Nobody would survive if he failed, so why limit himself like in the past?


    Lancelot was no hero.


    "I''ll beat you in 3 months and make you my woman; just sit and wait."


    ''I''ll also beat you in bed in 3 months and make you submit to me completely.''


    He felt a burden and relief after speaking his heartfelt desires to the two women.


    Lancelot then hurried towards the other top 3 winners.


    The cute Sumika, with her black hair and eastern haori, looked adorable as she stroked the new sheath of her sword.


    "Ah! You took so long, Class Leader Lancelot!" She teased with her soft but pretty voice.


    "Class Leader?"


    "Mmmm, since you were ranked first, why would you not lead the class?" Sumika tilted her head as she asked, curious about his strange reaction.


    A sudden waft of sweet fragrance filled Lancelot''s nose, and the clack of heels hitting the ground sounded before a beautiful woman with two maids behind her appeared.


    Her hair was black like night, flowing through the air with her silky black sheen.


    She looked towards Lancelot for several seconds, her piercing blue eyes focused on his body with a stern look on her lips.


    Lady Guinevere smacked her soft pink lips before looking at Sumika for a moment, a slight frown on her face.


    "So, a former zero known for nothing but being a loser has become a hero overnight."


    Despite her lovely and elegant voice, there was a hint of mockery in her tone.


    It couldn''t hide her irritation and anger because two unknown people had surpassed her.


    "And now a damn foreign spy takes the second spot..."


    Lancelot knew that this was not the true feelings of Guinevere, but the opinion she was forced to show in public due to her father and his support being based on two major principles.


    One - The control and empowerment of the Nobles and Royalty over the commoners.


    Two - A complete management and tracking system for those that enter the country from outside.


    Making sure no dangerous foreign elements enter the Empire to cause trouble.


    But that didn''t mean he would take her shit.


    This woman hated yes-men and women who would go along with her just due to her status and name, but sadly, most people were affected by the people surrounding her or had families that could be used for leverage and control.


    Sumika was about to step forward, grasping her sword with an upset face, but Lancelot stepped forward faster, gently pushing her back, whispering, "Don''t worry."


    "Oh, my little princess, that foreign spy is more dedicated to the empire than half your entire family," Lancelot spoke theatrically.


    His tone was clear and elegant, yet with a hint of mockery hidden.


    "How dare you speak to the princess that way!"


    "Filthy fallen noble, bow before your future queen!"


    Her two servants lunged forward, like all lackeys would, only to feel their bodies lifting off the ground.


    A painful sensation in their stomach and the back of their head knocked them out completely as they slammed to the ground.


    In the moments before the two lunged forward, he stepped back, hopping on his left foot to slam both his fists into their sternum and send them into the air.


    Then his body swirled, twisting around them and smashing them down with two wooden swords.


    Bang!


    "Wow!" Sumika marvelled at the series of fluid attacks from Lancelot.


    Guinevere was no different; rather than angry from his actions, she let out a relieved sigh, and a gentle smile replaced her frown.


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    Lancelot spoke with a low voice, his fists smashing the maid''s face several times before pulling away, flicking his wrists to flick their blood from his hands.


    "Although a little barbaric..."


    "I thank you, Lord Lancelot, of the former Duke House of du Lac." Guinevere''s soft voice without the fake racism and dislike in her tone.


    He didn''t care too much, stepping back and waiting for the cars to arrive. This moment was not for him to grow closer to her.


    Instead, he wanted the two women to understand each other and avoid the early death of Sumika, whose family had protected the Empire secretly for years thanks to the support of the late Emperor, who passed away a decade ago.


    "It''s fine; explain it to the confused Nippon girl before her head steams over."


    ''We are bound forever; these women could die tomorrow, which means nothing to us.''


    [Oh my~ are you trying to make Mommy feel better? Fufu! Such a cute boy.]

 Chapter 14 - 14: Luxury And Planning

    Lancelot didn''t have any interest in what the two were speaking about. Instead, he moved to the edge of the pavement, waiting for the car to pick him up.


    This world was in a state of revolution, the new invention of the car slowly removing the need for horses unless in the world of Avalon.


    A world where science and magic were starting to collide.


    [Listen to those two damn girls gossiping about your amazing display in the arena and before.]


    ''Hmmm... Did you find me amazing?''


    [You were the best!]


    His lips curved into a smile before looking into the sky; today was a Saturday, so the academy was empty.


    It was midsummer, the month of Julien.


    Julien the 5th.


    ''How can I get stronger before we go to Avalon next week?''


    [I have a method, but you might dislike it.]


    He took a deep breath, thinking about whether disliking something was enough reason not to do something.


    ''I cannot avoid increasing my power and survivability because I don''t like something.''


    ''Tell me, what can I do?''


    Morgana was silent for several minutes, seeming to ignore him whenever he tried to speak with her, which was a little annoying.


    However, luckily a strange hum suddenly sounded from a distance.


    Three long black cars slowly drove down the black road. The road was created with a mixture of magic.


    A substance called tarmac and a magical metal that absorbed heat and mana to repair and renew the road automatically.


    Each car was long, with a shiny finish, like polished shoes. The cars were long-bodied limousines with silver rims and thick black tires.


    A pristine logo on the front of them was labelled Wently.


    Lancelot stepped forward, ignoring the girls behind him, wanting to hear the reply from Morgana. His eyes narrowed before the first car opened its doors, the steward driving the vehicle smiling towards him.


    The man had grey hair, sleek and combed back, his eyes grey and filled with a sense of knowledge and wisdom.


    His face rounded off with a thick moustache and pearly white teeth.


    "Hello, I presume you are Lord Lancelot du Lac this year, Rank 1."


    "My name is Sebastian, your steward and assistant for the next year; please enter the car and ask for support if you have any questions."


    "I have a Silver Tier Lord rank and can help with most questions."


    The man''s voice was elegant, giving a sense of education and quality as he bowed deeply to Lancelot, not even a hint of displeasure at serving a fallen noble.


    Lancelot hopped into the back seat, feeling the amazingly smooth leather under his body, which was firm and comforting.


    "Ah! Wait, Lord Lancelot!" Sumika''s voice sounded for a moment, followed by Guinevere''s.


    "Lancelot!? Can you not even show the manners to say goodbye!?"


    He remembered in his past life reading about some details about the materials being enchanted with a rare type of Celtic magic used to transform the foam inside the seat to match the person''s body.


    "Lord Lancelot, if I may add." Sebastian continued with a smile on his face.


    "Your swordplay was rather beautiful today; there were points it lacked."


    "Yet, a young lad of 19 with your level is quite fantastic."


    "I dare say you were at least two levels above Arthur when he was your age."


    Despite the high praise, Lancelot didn''t speak but nodded to the old man because he knew that once Arthur attained that sword.


    His ability skyrocketed to a level Lancelot would need to work to the bone to surpass.


    The cars left in order, and their speed and driving were identical, like all three drivers were completely in sync.


    ''Can you not tell me now?''


    [Mmm...]


    [Promise you won''t hate me?]


    ''Ah, even if you asked me to become a murderer to become the strongest, I would.''


    Brrrr!


    A gentle hum filled the car; the dull glass partition blocked the sight between Sebastian and Lancelot.


    He watched the rapidly moving sights, the old-fashioned buildings mixed with new modern types made with the rising of science and technology.


    ''It feels like Avalon serves to stop mankind''s scientific development...''


    Lancelot remembered that once things became irreparable, the first thing that happened was all scientific research and advancements somehow vanished like they never existed in the world.


    Entire buildings and inventions are vanishing.


    ''Is there something related to the gods and rejecting technology?''


    [First, I will help you use that training manual using my power. You should be able to complete it fully in 5 days instead of the expected 50 days.]


    ''That''s helpful, but how will you make me complete that?''


    [I''ll mesmerise and charm you to train for 20 hours a day for five days, putting your life at risk, but the gain will completely improve your power.]


    ''Okay...''


    Leaning back in his seat, the leather squeaked slightly while a tray slowly extended from the wall with a small glass of sharp-scented alcohol.


    Lancelot recognised this; the scent of tobacco, cedarwood and honey filled the back compartment of the limousine.


    ''Will doing that cause any permanent damage?'' He asked, lifting the whiskey to his nose, enjoying the scent before sipping the amber-coloured nectar.


    [No, but Mommy might just molest you while you are mesmerised by her sexy body and captivating charm, fufu!]


    ''Hmmm...''


    ''Let''s start after I arrive; I''ll use my silver to buy enough food to sustain me; make sure you force my body to eat.''


    [Don''t you want to be free from my control and enjoy your meal? Maybe you could eat me out too?]


    ''So obscene...''


    His car began to slow shortly after, turning into a huge complex.


    The walls were pristine and white, magic seeming to vibrate from the walls.


    Complimenting the walls were huge windows showing the wonderful interior with expensive paintings, furniture, and countless security wards floating around the building.


    "Lord Lancelot, we will soon arrive at Apartment 1, your private apartment for the next year."


    "Do I need to do anything special? Like visit the front desk or register my identity?"


    Sebastian chuckled for a moment before he replied.


    "No, the platinum key you received from that old bugger Merlin would allow you to enter the room. Once it registers your fingerprint and magic code, it will become a small tattoo on the back of your hand."


    "Thank you, the ride was excellent."


    "Please allow me to open the door. Otherwise, I might not offer you the best service."


    "No problem, Seb."


    The door clicked as Lancelot leaned back, taking a deep breath, worried for the future, knowing he needed to fight for his life.


    The real trial would begin when he set foot in that apartment.


    A trial for his survival.


    [Second... I need you to find a woman for me to possess, then I can practise our Succubus Training Manual with you earlier than normal...]


    [It will be dangerous, the girl will benefit, but she might also die... So someone desperate to rise is best...]


    [A Demi-human Slave or Second-hand troop might be ideal...]


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    Lancelot''s face became bitter because he couldn''t risk this for a woman he knew; if it ruined Guinevere or Sumika, the past would repeat itself.


    Second-hand units were those a Lord no longer wanted or gained by luck.


    Mostly they were treated badly or sold due to Lords becoming poor, but most of all, they were usually the weakest or units with some deformity or illness.


    Clack!


    Sebastian opened the door, his smart attire and facial hair pristine white.


    "Sebastian, I need a favour."


    "Yes, Lord Lancelot?"


    He stood smart, offering a salute while watching his Lord''s facial expression as if trying to understand him.


    "I need a price estimate, location and dealer for a demi-human Second-hand unit."


    "A pristine specimen, my lord?"


    Lancelot looked at the strange look of Sebastian before giving a wry smile; it was quite unusual for a Lord with promise ever to take second-hand units.


    Rather it was seen in a negative light.


    "I need one desperate to live, female, beautiful and preferably a demi-human of the beast variety."


    "I don''t care if she is weak."


    "I don''t care if she is sick."


    "Please, find one that matches this by tonight; otherwise, don''t bother."


    "Understood, my Lord."


    Sebastian was about to turn away, holding a black phone, but Lancelot stopped him; he removed half the silver coins and tossed the rest to Sebastian.


    "I am willing to pay this amount of money, make sure she is willing, and I''ll sign the contract with a blood oath, not a spirit link."


    "My Lord... A blood oath is..."


    I want to earn the troop''s trust rather than force them to follow me."


    "Understood!"


    Sebastian bowed a face of respect on his dignified face as he slowly left the area, allowing Lancelot to leave the car carrying his platinum key and walking towards the huge black door with the number 1 carved in golden paint.


    ''Let''s deal with this first.''


    [You...]


    [Are you not worried I lied or tricked you to escape your control?]


    ''Nope, if you could do that, you would never mention it now.''

 Chapter 15 - 15: His Succubus! Her Knight!

    Lancelot entered a strange lift the moment the door opened, the doors thick with a strange metal he could vaguely remember.


    There was only one button on the lift apart from the safety and emergency buttons.


    [King]


    "Well, let''s press it and see this amazing room..."


    [You lived like a homeless person in the past after all, fufu~ you were so cute sleeping in that horrible apartment and not complaining, even bonding with that filthy goblin.]


    ''Don''t insult Grek''Tarm.''


    ''He might not have been anything special to others, but he never abandoned me, even when I already set him free.''


    [I know; he even offered his daughter to marry you.]


    ''A goblin wife...''


    [Goblin females are very pretty, you know?]


    [His daughter was equal to that stupid teacher Minx you like.]


    "Mmmm, I can only hope that in this life, he is free and able to protect his village..."


    A sense of nostalgia showed on his face as the lift doors closed, countless magical runes and sigils blustering and flickering around the door before sealing it completely.


    "Maybe it''s possible to meet him in Avalon..."


    He knew that thought was idiotic; Avalon was beyond mortal understanding; the entire empire, even his world, could fit inside Avalon several times.


    The strange world of Avalon would grow with each new Lord or Lady that entered, but with it came more demons, monsters, and strange beasts to even the number.


    Millions, maybe billions of different races and planets, are all vying for the top spot to rule Avalon.


    That is the goal of Avalon, to find the true King of each race.


    Those Kings become the 12 Knights of Avalon, gaining huge benefits for their homeworld and themselves.


    They become existences akin to demigods with the power to destroy mountains and part the seas with a mere flick of their fingers.


    Yet the spots were limited, 12 seats and 1 for the King of Avalon, a seat that has never been filled even to this day apart from the first king who vanished never to be seen again.


    Rumours of his daughter fighting to get justice for his death were common in his past life''s dark world, but Lancelot was too busy to look into the truth.


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    To become slaves or crushed under the new regime and laws of the 12 Knights was the only fate left.


    A horrific and despairing outcome.


    "I know it''s stupid..."


    [I do not judge you, my King, your heart and thoughts are why I chose you out of the billions of worthy men.]


    [I chose you for that heart, one that, despite being human, never judged or blamed the weak goblins you were given.]


    [Fought desperately until the last moment, letting your own body suffer to save your people]


    [Many kings might have done the same, yet in your heart, there was no regret about saving them; you never once believed your loss was anything but your fault.]


    Lancelot found it strange that Morgana could manifest in the real world, her fingers holding his cheeks, gently stroking his lips with her thumbs with a smile.


    His back against the cold steel while the lift ascended to his room, yet the only thing on his mind was the beautiful succubus floating before him.


    "Morgana... I live only for... Mmmmph!"


    Morgana kissed his lips, stopping him from speaking the cold and heartless words she didn''t wish to hear.


    She couldn''t let him live only for revenge; the time she spent watching him locked away in that dark box, his beautiful yet ethereal swordsmanship that danced across the battlefield of death and despair, brought hope and light to her heart.


    In the darkest prison of Avalon, Lancelot awoke her, his passionate desire to win, to fight on even when his body was broken.


    Her eyes narrowed, pushing her tongue into his mouth, not to restore his energy; she just wanted to kiss him.


    The man she chose to become her king following the words of her late father, the one who could shake her cold, frozen heart from the deceit and evil of the palace.


    I would be the one to reunite them once again.


    Their kiss became passionate, his hands feeling her soft body, sliding through the soft black fabric of her dress, to let his hands sink into her flesh, the warmth and spongy feeling of her firm buttocks to die for.


    Morgana, too, lost in the pleasant memories of the past, sucked on his tongue; her throat swallowing the excess drool with a loud slurp.


    He felt the life and essence of his body sucked out of him.


    Yet she felt a pleasure close to orgasm, the amount enough to almost drown her in euphoric bliss.


    Lancelot could feel his body grow heavier, the strange sensation like his arms and legs were carrying a heavy box of lead.


    But he couldn''t extract himself; the soft tongue, her sweet and delicious mouth held his heart and mind prisoner.


    A true succubus.


    Ping!


    Suddenly the doors sounded, and the countless sigils and runes exploded with a loud thud and pop, causing the pair to snap out of their strange trance.


    Morgana looked at the pale Lancelot and shuddered, her face turning into despair as she flung herself back, holding her head with both hands.


    [My king... I lost myself; please forgive me...]


    [You are so delicious I couldn''t release myself from the bliss of your taste... your flavour... your existence brings my heart and soul!]


    "Haa...Haa...." Lancelot''s breathing was slow; he felt a tightness in his chest, the rapid beating of his heart telling him he was close to death.


    Yet... still!


    He wanted to kiss her longer, to hold her in his arms.


    A strange feeling, different from the desire for revenge that was fueling him; somehow, he felt his humanity limited himself too much.


    Lancelot stepped forward, watching Morgana quiver; she didn''t move back out of fear but worry.


    Worry that she might hurt or kill him due to their inability to control themselves.


    He felt addicted to her, wanted more of her as his hand reached out, stroking the smooth and perfect meat of her cheek.


    In his heart, he felt inferior, wanting to comfort her, yet even the touch caused a tingling in his arm, a pain in his chest, like a knife stabbing deep into the centre, twisting with each moment that passed.


    "Ugh.... damn it..." He grunted before rushing out of the lift into the huge apartment; the walls were a brilliant white slate, with countless images of gallant knights, the wonderful scene''s taken from Avalon itself.


    There was a huge white castle; the walls and steeple were nostalgic for Lancelot.


    It was Grendle Keep.


    The former castle he fought for almost five years to stake his claim, exhausting thousands of goblins for that beautiful white castle.


    Protected with huge mountains protecting the southern walls, even the Eastern and Western walls were half-protected.


    A castle that was easy to defend and both beautiful and nostalgic.


    Also, his former place of death.


    "Haa...."


    The pain from his heart faded, and he began to remember the moment he died. That feeling of being unable to control his fate, to stop the tides of fate.


    "Morgana, I promise there will come a day when I can hold and kiss you without my feeble body and soul getting in the way."


    "I hate that look of sorrow and regret on your face..."


    He turned back to face her, biting his tongue, clenching his fists so tight blood began to seep from the cut palm.


    "I am fine..."


    Lancelot didn''t want her to see his pain or know that he was weak and felt just from a kiss and light touch.


    "The taste of your lips and feel of your body is to die for, haha."


    Her eyes watched his actions, knew his pain, feelings and that look of determination; her heart felt strange trembling, the regret from losing control.


    She had watched this man for decades, always trying to reach out to him, yet it took so many chances, his failures of the same life over and over...


    Now he finally accepted her, and she became ecstatic and gleeful.


    "Please, smile..."


    When she saw his forced but honest smile, Morgana felt like a dagger had shanked her heart.


    The feelings he wanted to transmit, his message and his will.


    How could she not understand?


    Not a single woman in existence knew him better than she did.


    Yet her heart trembled without her asking or even trying to help him.


    It was her Knight Lancelot who looked at something besides revenge.


    And what he looked at...


    "My beautiful Succubus Queen."


    Was her.

 Chapter 16 - 16: Training With Succubus [1]

    Lancelot''s eyes returned to his senses, looking at the beautiful Morgana.


    She held both hands at the side of his cheeks.


    Yet they trembled...


    A slight quiver of her beautiful red lips entered his sharp eyes.


    Her fingers didn''t even touch his flesh, held away from him, as he could see the worry and complex feelings in her beautiful golden eyes.


    "Morgana, let''s start the training now."


    He wanted to escape feelings he deemed unacceptable, seeking to drown himself in the pain and efforts to overcome himself.


    Desperate to become able to embrace her without this weak body.


    [Lancelot... It will hurt...]


    "That''s fine!"


    "Anything is better than feeling worthless like I''ve failed you... The woman I need to place my trust in more than anyone else."


    [Such an idiot~ ahhh, what should Mommy do with such a cute boy.]


    The apartment was quite amazing; all the walls were beautiful, filled with artworks of various places within Avalon; his bed was quite large, but nothing special.


    It seemed the academy believed studying came before the pleasures of the flesh.


    He stepped forward, dropping his body onto the soft black cotton sheets; with a thump, he sank into the comfy memory foam mattress, feeling soothed.


    "Morgana, what is the difference between training normally according to the manual and using your method?"


    She slowly stepped closer, her hands lifting a strange golden piece of pottery before tossing it aside, the jug hitting the ground with a thud, yet he didn''t care.


    Clack!


    Her heels tapped the ground as she approached him, looking more determined than before, her soft eyes and tears now wiped away.


    A stern and demonic succubus looked back at him now.


    ''She looks like a Dommy Mommy... Why is this woman erotic and perfect no matter how she looks, acts or speaks?''


    Morgana''s feet stopped, her cheeks showing a light hue of pink before fading rapidly like a trick of the light.


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    ''So even this would be fine too...''


    ''No, I should not limit myself; I need to push myself till I am so sore it hurts to breathe!''


    [Should I use Mesmerise, it will be 100% more effective, making the time needed 5 days to complete.]


    Her lips curved into a smile, hearing his thoughts, nodding while playing with her fingers.


    [First, we need to finish this book they gave you, although basic, it will temper your body for the Succubus Manual that needs a female partner to help you.]


    "Right... Can you not Charm me and then Mesmerise me?"


    [!!!]


    Morgana''s face seemed a little pale once again, the trace of worry painted in her expression.


    [Lancelot... That, even for you... I don''t know if you would survive...]


    "How long would we save?"


    [It... We could finish in around 2 days...]


    "Right..."


    Lancelot''s body bounced up from the bed, his left hand reaching into the open air, seeming to vanish for a second before a book was pulled from nowhere.


    On the cover was a man with the perfect muscles, neither too bulky nor lean, his arms holding a strange boxing stance.


    [This book is good for you who only focused on swordsmanship in your last life; work on your core muscles; fighting without swords, and your ability with them will also increase.]


    The title was called [Basic Enhancement: Tyrant''s Battle Body I]


    "Shall we go see the private training room they give the elite students? Haha."


    Lancelot''s joy was obvious to her.


    Whenever he mentioned being an elite student, his pride subconsciously caused even Morgana to smile.


    She knew his past, and now seeing his current self reaching the height he deserved made her feel like it was also her achievement.


    The pair walked through his apartment; his bedroom was the northernmost door on the left, with the living room to the right.


    It was a beautiful open-plan living room with a black curved sofa with soft cushions and a thick rug in royal red and gold under the mahogany coffee table was to Morgana''s liking.


    A massive door was located to the right of the hallway leading to the living room and the training room, while the kitchen was fused with the massive living room.


    [Such a lovely home; will we keep this next year?]


    Morgana''s steps were now behind his, her eyes glistening at all the interesting things inside the apartment.


    She couldn''t wait to try cooking for the first time; seeing all the magi-tech appliances made her feel happy.


    "I wonder, by then couldn''t we afford a much nicer place that is completely ours."


    [Ours?]


    "Mm. Ours."


    Morgana watched Lancelot pushing open the thick doors, countless sigils and runes appearing on the black metal, just like the lift, but these were anti-shock, damage resistance and self-repair runes from their shape and text.


    [(Oh, they also have sound dampening...]


    [(That''s good for when that second-hand troop is brought here...)]


    Lancelot stood inside the darkness, the lights not yet turned on, as he took long deep breaths, his mind trying to calm itself.


    He wanted to leave his worries and fears at the door, only focusing on training.


    "Phew..."


    Click!


    One by one, the lights began to turn on, Morgana''s fingers pressing the switch, her fingers blinking while transferring enough mana to last 48 hours.


    [Lancelot, make sure you are prepared.]


    [Once this starts, you will not eat, rest or stop until this book is completed.]


    His eyes remained closed, going over the stances in the book.


    First, he lowered his hips, spreading his feet to anchor himself with both hands at his waist, and turned his palm up.


    "Phew..."


    He held that position for five seconds.


    He started letting his Ether flow through his body, swirling like a flowing river.


    Its intensity started soft, slowly building until like a savage waterfall flowing to his arms and legs.


    The feeling of his body and muscles tensing almost caused him to grunt.


    ''This is it... 69 cycles of Ether, then perform the punching stance for 69 cycles... then repeat...''


    Lancelot slowly lost all sense of time, and the presence around him enthralled in the technique.


    Morgana slowly walked across the training hall, noticing hundreds of punchbags, medicine balls and countless targets made with magic-reflecting ingredients and materials.


    [These should help, let''s place a bit of my Ether inside so he will target them unconsciously when in that state.]


    In her hand was the book stating that 2 targets were ideal.


    But she knew he wanted to push himself.


    So she grabbed the large punching bag with shock absorption and eight smaller targets, placing them two near the lower legs for leg training, two near the midriff to practise his body attacks and two near the head.


    [So he can headshot fools, of course...]


    [You cannot hear me in that state, but I want you to do your best... If... If you cannot take it...]


    [Please beg me to release you...]


    Lancelot''s light breathing filled the room, her fingers brushing against his slightly sweaty cheek; feeling his Ether''s movements made her proud.


    In his last life, Lancelot awakened his Ether late.


    This caused his body to be like a person who ate too much fat; the Ether trails were filled with an anti-Ether plaque that stopped his improvement and development.


    [I won''t let anything get in your way... Not even myself...]


    She whispered before kissing his cheek.


    The next moment a strange slither of pink Ether seeped into his veins as it began to dissolve and destroy the small remains of impurities in his Ether trail.


    [Here I go...]


    [Mesmerise!]


    [Deadly Charm!]


    Her eyes glowed a beautiful pink colour while a cloud of purple mist flew from her fingers and mouth into his nose and lips.


    Nothing like the charm used against the arachnids.


    This special and intimate charm was used only when bewitching their chosen mate.


    Now it was time for Lancelot du Lac to test his measure. Could he withstand the pain, strain and damage caused by this magical training?


    Even Morgana could only pray.


    Her body was sitting a short distance away, and her eyes focused on him with a bright glow, ready to dive to save him at any moment.


    [Show me your limits, my king.]

 Chapter 17 - 17: Training With Succubus [2]

    Bang! Pah-Pah!


    Lancelot''s eyes were glowing with a slight purple glow, his fists rapidly alternating between jabs, hooks and palms, his feet constantly switched to slide in side kicks and heel kicks to the various targets ahead of him.


    Each blow caused the targets to shudder, the punching bag already showing signs of splitting along the two shin-level boards.


    [His sheer power is good; two hours in, and I can feel the improvements...]


    [The balance of his weaker leg seems to be improving faster to match that of his leading leg, same for his right hand, which isn''t his dominant...]


    "Haa... Hap!"


    Boom!


    A sudden heavy blow to the top right target caused a deep dent in the special material, but the damage to Lancelot''s body was just as bad.


    Blood began to ooze like a river, slowly breaking the bank and trickling onto the floor.


    However, he continued fighting, filled with the effect of both Charm and Mesmerise; Morgana could only watch, her face focused on his every movement and action.


    ''I can fight harder; my body can still improve!'' His thoughts roared; despite being under the effects of charm, he could maintain his thoughts; only his body was taken over.


    Bang!


    With a wide sweeping roundhouse, the fourth hour he ended, a long crack forming in his leg from his foot to below his knee.


    [He''s going to start breaking soon... My king, you don''t have to push yourself so hard...]


    ''I can fight; I won''t lose!'' Images of his loss, the dead goblins, and burning huts where they danced and invited him to join them for their harvest festival.


    A burning hatred and a desperate need to fight to keep him going.


    3 hours later. 7 hours into his 48 hours of training.


    "Kaha!"


    Blood spewed from his mouth, causing Lancelot to sway.


    Still, only for a moment, the purple glow in his eyes almost completely faded, yet he forced himself to keep throwing punches, switching to the hoarse stance, then back to attacking. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His body filled with a thick layer of filth, blood and sweat from his intense actions.


    ''My head hurts... my body feels like I was hit by a car... fuck..''


    Morgana now says, biting her fingernails, eyes focused on his body, bloodshot with her pupils completely shrinking to tiny dots.


    She looked scary and obsessive, her legs filled with bloody wounds where her nails dug into the flesh to stop herself from ending this torture.


    [It''s enough, my king... We can do it slower.... 5 days, not 2... I cannot bare to watch this...]


    For Morgana, it was like watching his past self, fighting against unwinnable odds, using his body as bargaining chips, protecting his weak goblins with everything he had.


    He abandoned his left arm and left eye...


    The sacrifice of his body earned countless victories.


    Now all that was left was a wounded man filled with deep scars and a breaking heart of shattered glass glued together with the blood of his comrades.


    ''That''s it... tighten the core, and lower the mistakes. Faster, react faster, avoid the counter...''


    Over and over, his mind constantly repeated the content of the books while his body performed them; Lancelot was in a strange trance.


    He felt the pain, but his desire to improve and become stronger surpassed those feelings.


    [8 hours is approaching... time for his break!]


    8 hours into the 48-hour training.


    Crack!


    The two charms faded before his body crumbled like a huge bag of potatoes.


    Woosh!


    Before his body could crash against the floor, a soft body wrapped around him.


    Her soothing breasts used to comfort and pillow his head before two soft hands began to stroke his body. Each time they brushed across his wounds.


    A strange tingling would jolt him before the aching vanished.


    Morgana was so stressed she forgot to speak through his mind.


    Like the most beautiful songstress or divine angel, her voice resounded in the quiet training room with only Lancelot''s heavy breathing.


    "Why push yourself so hard, Lancelot?"


    The moment he heard her voice, it was like he was under her charm again; snapping to attention, he looked into her eyes, their nose only a short distance apart.


    Suddenly he began to speak with a deep, serious and strange tone that she never heard before; it was like his soul, his existence of both lives, was speaking to her.


    His eyes filled with a powerful Silver glow.


    "To seek my revenge."


    "To become a new me."


    "To be worthy of your trust and faith."


    Morgana thought that would be the end, but suddenly his face twisted, showing an eerie smile as his hands gently rubbed her cheeks.


    She felt a strange sensation, like he could see into her very depths and understood her perfectly, causing her to tremble, biting her lip.


    "To destroy Avalon."


    [(He knows... How can he know my true goal!? He listened to my true voice... these are his true feelings... Lancelot du Lac)]


    [You are truly My King.]


    Their quiet moment ended too quickly, the regular colour returning to his eyes after a short rest; she hoped he would ask for a real meal instead of the strange magi-paste in the kitchen.


    Magi-Paste was a special food in the form of a paste, it contained 100% of the body''s needed nutrients and minerals, but the flavours were lacking.


    [Stupid Lancelot... I would have cooked for you naked!]


    "Haha... Well, maybe save that for when I can touch your ass... or have sex with you instead." He joked, the wounds on his body now mostly healed.


    Like this, his training continued.


    10 hours


    12 hours


    14 hours


    16 hours...


    Finally, reaching 22 hours.


    Morgana could no longer take watching the harsh training.


    It was causing so much strain on his body that wounds would open constantly, blood spewing from the damage.


    His muscles and bones became fractured and torn; however, Lancelot powered through it; each time she used her magic to help steady him, she noticed the rapid improvements to his body.


    To others, this might look like something simple, just training.


    However, Morgana knew that he was feeling enhanced pain and increased improvements.


    His body suffered from the pain of normal damage, with an extra 150% of the damage added on afterwards.


    [Lancelot...]


    [This is all I can do... just 26 more hours...]


    [Together, we can do this.]


    Her body knelt several steps behind him, out of his training range, with her palms facing towards him as she poured all of her dark magic and Ether into his body, her nose and lips bleeding due to the amount she expended.


    [It''s a fraction of his pain...]


    ''Ah... I feel her energy supporting me...''


    Suddenly, Lancelot felt his body and mind become clear for a split second, as if he needed to do something.


    Then he instinctively called out!


    "Sword!"


    Woosh!


    A flash of purple mist exploded the next moment, and two beautiful swords appeared in his hands.


    Their movements seem to be incorporated in the Tyrant Body Exercises completely, following the motions like water flowing between the cracks of a rock.


    Morgana couldn''t help but be shocked...


    [How...]


    [What drives you to...]


    [Do you have to make my heart flutter each time you act?]


    [My King... Your Queen wants you so badly, yet all she can do is watch...]


    [Such a cruel man!]


    "W....wait for me..... I must become perfect..... My sword...is my body..... My body....a sword... Kuha..."


    More blood splashed from his mouth as he coughed, but the movement of his body was endless, like a dance of death.


    Clang!


    Both swords dropped to the ground, as did Lancelot to his knee''s heavy breathing.


    "Haa....Haa..... Ugh....."


    One day of constant training under the stress of [Mesmerise] and [Deadly Charm] tired his body like he had trained for a month straight.


    "Shall... we have... dinner?"


    [Idiot... you look like someone rubbed your body with a cheese grater...]


    [Let me heal you first...]


    Morgana wiped her tears, looking away with slightly blushing cheeks.


    She couldn''t stop her heart from pounding from his current form, and she watched him training for the past 24 hours.


    [(Damn bastard.... Knows I''m a succubus and leaves his naked body for me to see!)]


    "Keep watching my naked body, and I''ll start charging you..."

 Chapter 18 - 18: Training - Success? Failure??

    How long had passed...


    How much blood had he spilt...


    Morgana asked herself these questions endlessly, her own Ether long spent, the glorious succubus queen now worn and fading, her ability to linger in the human realm soon to be completely over.


    4 hours left.


    That was all she needed to hang on for; what was a bit of blood or damage to her spirit?


    "How can I linger, slacking in the corner when you..."


    "A mere human..."


    "Keep fighting so hard with your broken body?"


    She long had passed since her eyes were filled with awe and surprise, now weary, bloodshot and oozing a thick red stream of bloody tears.


    Her body, like his falling apart, cracks forming on their bodies, the inside of their skin, pink flesh, red muscle and white bone...


    Each time his arm broke, she fixed it.


    When his muscles snapped, she healed them.


    As his veins ruptured, she closed them.


    Yet, she continued, because their connection wasn''t one way. For the first time in millennia, she felt connected to someone other than her blood family.


    When her lips cracked, he fixed them.


    Each time the scars on her body tore open, he closed them.


    As her eyes oozed blood, he healed them.


    Unlike Morgana, he didn''t have any special magical spell, or specific ability, using mere memories of the past.


    Lancelot''s Ether transferred into her body a very basic and amateur way of treatment. Yet, this very treatment kept Lancelot alive in the war between the strongest existences for so long with his human body.


    A simple first aid technique using Ether...


    The amount of healing and Ether was never enough to help the Queen of Succubi.


    Yet the mere action caused her heart to tremble for real; no acting or relying on fate and other things that might have guided her before.


    Lancelot himself made her heart throb; why else would she sacrifice her own body and spirit, causing herself immense pain for this man?


    Because he''s her Lord? Please, they met less than a day ago.


    For others, it was folly, foolish, an idiot''s actions.


    However, for Morgana...


    His actions solidified her trust and hope in this man; originally, this moment tested his character; could he endure the greatest pain in his life?


    Or would he flee, choosing the path of death?


    [Lancelot]


    ''Morgana''


    Their minds were almost in sync, but her eyes widened as his body twisted in the air before crashing down, his hands and arms trembling.


    Crack!


    Another set of purple phantasmal swords is broken...


    "Kuha..."


    More bloodshed from his lips... His pale face caused her to feel distressed.


    "Phew... Haa.... haa...."


    Lancelot released a long sigh, his terrible breathing a massive understatement. He looked towards Morgana, seeing her horrible state, only to smile bitterly.


    Suddenly a strange purple aura encircled his left hand.


    He ordered her to return...


    [How!? You were only Mesmerised and hit with my Deadly Charm a moment ago!]


    [How are you free?]


    [You cannot send me back... your body... there are 2 hours left... you will die!]


    Morgana slowly faded into particles, little glittering lights of purple from her feet, as she returned to the Lord Realm.


    "Haha.... d-don''t worry....."


    Lancelot looked at her with a bitter smile, his body barely performing the basic movements of the Tyrant''s body with the sword-like extensions of his arms.


    "You''ve been testing me... So....watch me until... the end, ok? Haha..."


    [Lancelot! Stop! This Queen orders you to let her stay!]


    [Lancelot! Lancelo--]


    "Haha... watch from there, don''t worry... I can feel something; see your Lord in all his glory and make your choice, to follow him until death or let me find a new Commander."


    His eyes sharpened, a dark grey light shimmering from them; he took several deep breaths before restarting the movements, his sword dancing, cutting across the air, swaying and flowing like a raging ocean, a gentle river...


    The swordplay of Lancelot seems to fuse with his former water-like style and this vigorous and powerful Tyrant style.


    His slashes began to build up power, each one stronger than the next.


    "I will fight for my destiny, what I believe in. Not yours!"


    Woosh...


    "I am not your puppet or tool to fight against Avalon!"


    Woosh...


    "MORGANA! I AM YOUR LORD, AND YOU WILL FOLLOW ME!"


    WOOSH!


    A burst of powerful air left the blade like a bullet, purple light in a blade arc slicing across the centre targets and punchbag simultaneously, causing them to tremble.


    "Not enough!" He bellowed, blood, spit, and his head rattling.


    Woosh! Woosh! Bang!


    Purple lights danced around his body; each slashed a clear target, defence, attack, parry, block.


    His movements became faster, the bones in his legs creaking, the muscles screaming as they filled with unbearable heat.


    Yet he pushed on, determined to be the master of his fate. S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Not Arthur! Not Morgana! Not Avalon! Nor God!


    Lancelot would guide his fate, starting from this step! As his purple blades of light rain on the training room, crushing the pillars, slicing their empowered stone, leaving small gashes, slowly blade after blade after blade...


    The gashes became deep grooves.


    "Haa...Haa...."


    "..."


    Thud!


    He dropped to the ground; his body painted red, countless wounds oozing dark blood, his veins struggling to pump the blood to his various body parts while every one of his muscles began to convulse and cramp.


    The pain was agony, yet he couldn''t even move or scream.


    Only a dry howl came from his bloody mouth before he collapsed.


    A smile painted on his lips...


    His smile was caused by two simple lines of text emitted from the glowing tattoo on his left hand.


    [Title Gained: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)]


    [Skill Physique: Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body ]


    Silence filled the small room, his breathing slow and slightly disturbed, the blood seeping into the mats while his phone began to vibrate. It was the number registered for Sebastian.


    "Silly fool..."


    "Why did you misunderstand me..."


    The outline of a beautiful woman, her long black hair with purple highlights cascading over her naked body; this time, her horns, wings and tail were hidden.


    Morgana was in a simple humanoid form; gently, she leaned down, stroking his cheek with her left hand while lifting the bloody black phone with her right.


    Clack!


    She opened the flip phone, placing it to her ear.


    "Lord Lancelot, sorry to bother you. It is Sebastian." His voice sounded urgent; the time was currently 4 pm, two days since he met the old man.


    Her eyes looked at the sleeping Lancelot, her hand still stroking him, injecting Ether into him slowly to avoid any damage and injury to his organs, letting them fully accept the powerful energy created by his new physique.


    "What''s the matter? Disturbing your Lord must be for a good reason; answer me!"


    Morgana was only gentle with Lancelot; if he was awake now, he might understand his worries were a little stupid, but after his many betrayals, the fear existed.


    She could leave the Lord Realm the moment he finished; it seemed he trusted her enough to let her out after he spoke his piece and gave her a choice.


    "Ahem, excuse me, M''lady, but you are?"


    "This Queen is Lord Lancelot''s... Lancelot''s... Faithful..." Her fingers began to curl his soft silver hair, brushing away the dirty filth expelled thanks to the training manual.


    "Lancelot''s Future Wife... Tell me, it''s about the second-hand troop, right?"


    "..."


    A moment passed, and Sebastian didn''t reply, but he seemed to take a deep breath as if mulling over her words before he finally spoke.


    "Understood, there has been a match, but..."


    "But?"


    "The Demi-human is an Albino Frost Hare, a physically weak and useless troop. Both susceptible to weakness and disease..."


    Morgana''s face filled with a wide smile before she looked down at Lancelot with her golden eyes brightly shining.


    ''Lucky bastard... You will get the second most perfect partner for our Succubus Training Manual...''


    "Buy her, no matter the cost; even if sick, we will accept. Ensure she has no sexual diseases; those are the only rejection."


    "Ah...."


    She was seemingly shocked by her words and the mention of sexual diseases, confusing him as sometimes lords wished to do those things with beautiful female and male commanders and troops.


    However, normally, it was impossible due to loyalty or merely rejecting the Lord due to differences in race.


    Once again, he was quiet for a moment.


    "Understood, her price is 300 silver, and she is a virgin, sold to the trader due to being too weak to fight in Avalon.


    "Her troop summon artefact is on offer for 150 silver. Should I make an offer for both?"


    Her smile of Morgana became wicked, twisted as a strange darkness filled the entire training room.


    "Accept the offer and take both. I will meet you in the parking lot in 2 hours."


    "Insist on a Blood pact parchment."


    "A blood pact!?"


    Sebastian''s loud cry cut off the phone; Morgana didn''t care for men other than Lancelot, even more so when she needed to heal his body, to prepare him for even more enhancement.


    She returned the phone to the ground, stroking his face and hair with a delighted expression.


    Although she couldn''t use most of her power in this human form, she had no restrictions on her body remaining outside the Lord''s Realm.


    "I will make you into the strongest man in existence..."


    "Whatever you dream... I will support you.


    "My cute lord."

 Chapter 19 - 19: Albino Frost Hare - Ikumi

    Morgana stood outside the grand bedroom, her golden eyes moving between the occupied bed and the front entrance bell.


    Lancelot''s body covered in bandages, pain relief paste, and patches looked comical, but what could Morgana do? She didn''t have enough Ether to heal him fully, already using 80% of her current limit.


    At least now his wounds were stable.


    "His body is outrageous..." She whispered, the divine tinge in her voice gone, no longer making the air tremble or carrying a sweet, honey scent.


    The scent was still soothing and sweet, but it wasn''t enough to drive a man crazy with lust or desire, which she enjoyed.


    "Living as a normal human beside him might be fun too..."


    Ding-Dong!


    Her quiet little fantasy faded; taking one last look at her master, she walked towards the guest door swaying her hips, hoping just a little he might wake up to see her behind, peeking through the loose white dress.


    Once she left his sight, her dress lengthened, her stockings now up to her waist, hiding everything¡ªeven her cleavage was well hidden with a black undershirt and bra.


    "..."


    Morgana didn''t even realise she did this; rather, it was her subconscious.


    "Lord Lancelot?" Sebastian''s voice sounded on the magi-tech doorbell at the side of the doorway.


    "Did you bring the girl and the contract?"


    "Y-yes... Lord Lancelot is?"


    "Resting, please send the girl up in the elevator; I have granted you access."


    Her voice was quite cold, but Sebastian was a professional¡ªit was not his place to complain or answer and thus, a smile formed on the nifty old man''s face on the video screen.


    "Understood, Ma''am."


    Click!


    She placed the receiver down, her eyes looking towards her Lord again, noticing his breathing seemed much smoother, no longer the sound of him choking slightly on the leftover blood in his chest.


    "Such a stubborn man..." Morgana whispered with a small smile on her face.


    The moment he told her he would choose his destiny and didn''t want to be her pawn, it was nostalgic to hear such words.


    "I remember shouting the same words to my father before he left..."


    Thankfully there was no sense of anger or upset in her voice. Rather, from her atmosphere and voice, Morgana seemed refreshed.


    Because she was not searching for a pawn from the start!


    She called him [My King] to tell him the kind of Lord she needed, one that was steadfast and could take the lead of both people and the battlefield.


    "Fufu, big sister, will take good care and support whatever you choose."


    Morgana was halfway to the bedroom when the door slowly began to open.


    Sebastian was extremely careful¡ªthe [Merchandise] was still locked in her sealed crate, and the package containing her unit''s summoning tool.


    A small bottle of red liquid and a strange sigil with countless words written in a strange runic language.


    "Let''s see..."


    She placed a finger on her chin, wondering how to make things work.


    All the while, her round hips swayed like a soft succulent peach while pacing towards the door.


    Her arms were stronger than the average human¡ªin this form, she could share the same attributes as Lancelot.


    So her strength was quite high!


    Creak!


    "E...eh....? Who is there?!" A soft, cute voice sounded with a hoarse tone.


    "Quiet rabbit."


    "I...I''m a hare..." Her lovely voice replied before the slight scraping of her nails sounded on the bottom of the crate.


    "Haa...." Morgana sighed¡ªdealing with these low-class troops was annoying.


    However, she knew that the rare types specialised in certain skills and abilities¡ªa regular Frost Hare was normal, nothing special.


    Maybe a Tier D unit?


    But Albino was at least a Tier B with a chance to surpass that depending on their treatment and the Lord.


    "Whatever. Do you know your current situation, Hare?"


    "I have a name... No need to be so cruel..." The cute voice mumbled the sound of scratching once again as if she was scraping her feet along the bottom of the crate.


    Morgana waited before the Hare began to speak.


    "My Lord... former Lord... She put me up for sale at the slave trader..."


    "And?"


    "A-and... You are my new Lord...?"


    The Albino Hare''s voice was truly something that could match the charm of a succubus with how cute and sugary it was.


    Quickly Morgnaa spoke to shut her down.


    "No, don''t confuse yourself. I am not your master; I am the Lord''s commander; you will be a captain under me."


    "Ah... T-that...?"


    "Hmmm?"


    "C-can I meet the Lord, or is she like my previous master...?"


    "Your master is a male."


    "!!!"


    There was a sound of shuffling in the box, a slight hint of her seeming scared, moving away from the side closest to Morgana.


    "Do not worry; my master is not seeking you for that reason."


    Morgana realised her error¡ªnormally, a primary troop would resist their Lord''s desire and advance, but a secondary troop was not so lucky, with fewer laws and regulations protecting them.


    Thus, in secret, many of the humanoids were used as comforters.


    "Morgana... That''s enough; let me speak with her." A hoarse but deep voice sounded, causing Morgana to turn around, her face filled with worry quickly.


    "Lord!? You shouldn''t be out of bed! Back... back... I can deal..."


    "Morgana, it''s fine. I order you to stand aside."


    Unable to resist, her left hand shone a strange colour before her body stepped to the side while Lancelot slowly paced towards the wooden box with a slight limp.


    The moment he arrived at the box, his hand lifted, the muscles in his hips and chest tightening before a beautiful sword, like countless sharp petals stacked together, was created before slashing down.


    Boom!


    "kyaaa!?" The Hare screamed.


    Splinters of wood flew across the hallway, and the scared Hare in the box was freed.


    A gentle purple aura of petals from his broken sword swayed around her as he stood a metre away.


    His face showed a soft smile despite his body being wrapped in countless bandages and slight bleeding wounds under the cotton.


    Her gentle red eyes, filled with tears, locked onto his grey orbs, filled with a sincere but wild glint.


    "My name is Lancelot, and I need you to become my captain. Would you please join me, beautiful little snow Hare?"


    "Hueh?"


    Lancelot''s left knee lowered, his body no longer towering over her, extending his right hand, the left already filled with Morgana''s oath¡ªit would be impolite to seek an oath with another using the same hand.


    The Albino Frost Hare looked into his eyes, her soft white fur covering her feet like little paws and her floppy ears shaking from her movements.


    His eyes never leered at her body or moved from her face, a warm smile upon his lips. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Would you prefer me to serenade you with a summoning Hymnal?"


    In the background, Morgana looked jealous, her face staring daggers at the little hare that seemed oblivious, only watching Lancelot with eyes like a deer in headlights.


    "Are you willing, such an important oath for a second-hand troop?" The hare''s voice was sweet, with a sense of desire and anticipation.


    Snap!


    Lancelot''s fingers snapped before an array of purple petal blades danced around his body, the lights of the Rank 1 apartment dimming.


    [You don''t need to do this...]


    ''I must, this girl''s heart, how broken it must be. Not only herself but her entire tribe was discarded like garbage because she was different!''


    [Lancelot...]


    ''If I don''t extend my hand first and remove her from the stigma of [Second-Hand], how can I expect her to follow my lead?''


    ''Don''t be jealous; you are my number one.''


    ''Now and always.''


    [Hmph! You and your stupid silver tongue... This queen will stomp on you when you sleep!]


    Lancelot ignored her before closing his eyes, making the sword blades dance with a slower, more charming movement¡ªpink and purple light filled the entrance before his lips opened again.


    "This hymnal is dedicated to you, Ikumi."


    "An ode to my Queen of Frost."

 Chapter 20 - 20: Serenading A Naive Hare!

    A Hymnal was sacred to all summoned units, from a mere troop to the Commanders¡ªall of them dreamed of hearing a hymnal for them.


    The one performed for Morgana was a pseudo-Hymnal, but she accepted it due to his sincerity upon seeing her form.


    A soft melody began to sound from the petals tapping each other in a rhythmic beat, or his Ether causing the air to vibrate, making a gentle but energetic song.


    [You...]


    Lancelot knew the amount of Hymnal a lord could do was limited¡ªthe hymn used part of their soul carving the summons existence into their flesh and body, then linking them together until death.


    The Hymnal was not just a song for now but must show the desire of the Lord and his feelings upon seeing the unit.


    His true feelings, no matter how cringe, are embarrassing and stupid.


    Otherwise, it would fail, and the Lord would be punished.


    ''Ah, such pretty red eyes...''


    Due to her strong bloodline, Ikumi''s cute nose twitched a cross between a human and a Hare, a small black triangle bump with a human bridge.


    Some would be put off, but it wasn''t too much for Lancelot to accept.


    She had a cute charm he wanted, different from Morgana''s sassy older sister type¡ªwhile Ikumi was like a little sister type, not to mention, due to her powerful legs, her ass was huge... and firm.


    [You prefer a woman''s butt!? I can eat more... grow fatter...]


    Morgana spoke, but he smiled¡ªfinally, the melody was ready to enter the first verse.


    ''I like your butt how it is. Morgana now is time for your little sister to feel wanted.''


    In a realm unknown, where paths converge,


    Two strangers meet, their souls emerge.


    Lord of mysteries, heart veiled in mist,


    Encounters a Hare, by fate''s sweet twist.


    Lancelot''s voice differed from the solemn and heavy oath he sang for Morgana, with a light and gentle timbre causing the small girl to stand.


    Revealing her height was taller than Morgana and Lancelot, those powerful legs with thick thighs full of soft flesh and immense muscle.


    Yet his gaze and smile didn''t change, slowly lifting his body, reaching out to her hand that gingerly extended, their right hands clasping together.


    Oh, Albino Hare, a vision rare,


    A chance encounter, a whispered prayer.


    Your eyes, like rubies, ignite the flame,


    Kindling desires no words can tame.


    ''Her fingers are so smooth¡ªthe little bracelet of fur around her wrist is silky and soft.''


    [Lancelot?]


    Like his, Ikumi''s eyes were still enthralled with Lancelot''s handsome face, her guard lowering as she felt him carving his seal into her right hand. Only then did she notice his right hand was empty?


    A place only for her...


    Tears began filling in her cute red orbs before small ice droplets danced across the air, mixing with his purple blades, twirling like they were performing their Waltz together.


    Morgana felt her chest tighten; she knew this would happen one day... Yet why now, so soon repeated in her mind.


    Amidst the snowfall, we embark anew,


    From strangers'' gaze to love that grew.


    Through wintry winds, our steps align, S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    From cautious whispers to a love divine.


    Lancelot took the Hare into his arm, their bodies moving along with the melody and rhythm of the dancing tears of ice and his phantasmal blades¡ªhe never believed he would use his Endless Waltz to help charm a rabbit girl.


    Each encounter, a tantalising game,


    Unspoken yearnings, a burning flame.


    In snowy glades, secrets we confide,


    Two spirits entwined, no longer to hide.


    Ikumi''s confidence increased each moment, their feelings slowly synchronising, her eyes watching the reflection of blue light from the back of his hand with a sense of bliss in her chest, the poor Hare''s heart racing.


    Slowly, their dance continued, and Morgana went from sight.


    When Lancelot detected her go, he whispered in his mind, ''I will make sure to dance with you when I next sing a Hymnal for you.''


    Step by step, our souls converge,


    From tender glances to passions surge.


    On frozen nights, our hearts unite,


    A symphony of love, both fierce and bright.


    The more he sang, the more aggressive and active Ikumi became, her hands now resting on his right hand and left him, pressing her body against his, taller than him when her legs were fully stretched.


    Some might think her strange, but Lancelot was happy to have found such a cute second unit.


    He had a hearty smile on his face as the song entered its final¨¦


    Now the song would sing not from his own heart but from their combined souls; he felt her voice gentle, soothing like snow on a winter''s morning, the blazing fire while wrapped in a warm blanket.


    Her voice was filled with passion and seeking acceptance.


    Eternal companion, destiny''s decree,


    Through the snow-laden paths, you''ve captured me.


    From strangers'' touch to an ardent embrace,


    Together we journey our love to chase.


    Lancelot was stunned; although the words were thrown around, these were not the feelings of the two now.


    Rather, these were the dreams of Ikumi and what she wanted, her spirit and soul calling out to meet his Hymnal as an ice-blue Hare was slowly carved onto his right hand, starkly contrasting the twin blades and succubus on his left.


    With every verse, this hymn resounds,


    A testament to love that knows no bounds.


    Lord and Hare, bound by fate''s decree,


    Our hearts entangled, forever free.


    The song ended, the floor littered with wet spots from the melting tears, his purple petals fading into the night as the sun began to rest.


    There were still 5 days until the start of Term 1 and his trip to Avalon, yet right now, the soft body of his new troop, the Albino Frost Hare, took all over his mind.


    Even Morgana became a distant thought¡ªhe didn''t treat the summoning ritual or oath lightly.


    "Why...?" Her soft voice, more confident, sounded as her face lowered, level with his, those ruby dots peering into his eyes.


    Lancelot didn''t have any complicated reason or explanation.


    It was simply...


    "A hunch, something in my chest, my mind told me to take you as my secondary Commander, for not you''d have to be a Captain..."


    "I am not strong enough to have a sub-Commander yet..."


    "Hahaha~ what is that?" Her bell-like laughter was lovely, like her soft-spoken voice, starkly contrasting his lovely Morgana with a deep, seductive voice.


    Ikumi was as pure as snow, for now.


    She lifted his hand, a broad smile covering her face, her nose twitching as she pushed it against the brightly shining blue Hare sigil.


    "It can''t be taken back; I won''t let you take it back, you know?"


    "Such a wonderful, beautiful man and a Hymnal sang just for me?"


    "Am I really okay? Can I be part of your main troop?"


    Now that gentle voice spoke like a machine gun, causing Lancelot to wonder where the shy hare was scared to peek outside the box.


    {Take care of me, Master!} The voice of her soul reaching him, a strange ticklish feel, like an innocent woman being tricked by an evil wolf.


    "Ah, Ikumi, welcome to my service. I will keep you until I should perish."


    Suddenly a slightly bitter voice from ahead of them sounded¡ªMorgana, holding the summoning item for the normal Frost Hare troop in her hand.


    "So, are you not going to perform the final part of the Hymnal? Don''t you need to kiss before it''s official?"


    Her eyes narrowed with a sneer watching the blushing Hare. At the same time, she skipped forward, leaning into Lancelot''s face and kissing his lips roughly.


    She kissed him like it was nothing, her soft tongue prying open his mouth, making a loud smacking sound before she pulled back, looking at the bright red Hare wiping her lips clean.


    "Ikumi, was it?"


    "Are you not going to kiss your new Lord? Fufu~ I guess the Hymnal was wasted."


    "!!!"

 Chapter 21 - 21: The Lords Hare

    Lancelot gave a bitter smile, looking at the embarrassed face of Ikumi, knowing deep down that she was not ready for that kind of contact with him.


    [Heh! I''ll teach you to flirt with this damn rabbit!]


    Unlike the Commander, a Captain could not hear the words of Morgana, but she could hear Ikumi''s.


    ''Since it''s too soon.''


    He leaned forward, the soft fingers still in his hand, saving him the effort of kneeling as Lancelot turned over her hand, kissing the back of her sigil.


    The kiss didn''t have to be on the lips; it could be like this.


    Simple.


    Thankfully when the humanoid is the same sex as the Lord, they slice their thumbs and press them together, mixing blood.


    Ikumi''s face turned bright red, her fur standing on edge with her heart racing like a deer chased by a pack of wolves in the darkness.


    Yet she felt a sense of ease, the thought and feelings of his Hymnal seeming to be true, that he was willing to take it one step at a time.


    "Master..." Ikumi whispered with a dreamy voice¡ªfrom the moment she was summoned, life was never the same.


    Her first Lord was a girl who deemed her unwanted and quickly tossed her out with the lowest-level slave dealer for the worst price.


    Yet when she heard that the false price given by the Slave dealer to make money was accepted, her heart that moment was filled with a small light.


    The light of hope.


    As she looked into his soft violet eyes, Ikuma was overwhelmed with a feeling of maturity and ferocity deep within that washed over her, feeling his desire to fight beside her, not use her as a mere joy toy.


    "Master Lancelot, would you accept this unworthy frost hare into your service?"


    Slowly, her long legs bent, her hands grasping both sides of the hand with her sigil, the icy blue light now shining brightly.


    "I accept you with pleasure."


    The next moment Lancelot fet the soft sensation of the Frost Hare''s first kiss, squishy, plump and warm, the texture like soft jelly.


    She pressed her lips against him, her small black nose twitching as she kissed his hand for several seconds before slowly pulling away, her breath blowing against the back of his hand, her face completely on fire.


    [Captain (1/2)]


    Name: Ikumi Winters


    Age: 25


    Rank: G (Potential: S+)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Shield


    Skills: Hare kick, Double Kick, Leap


    Loyalty: 76


    Affection: Moderately High


    Alignment: Neutral Good


    Current thoughts: "Master''s hand tastes like vanilla sponge cake~ Kya! Dearest Mother, Ikumi, had her first kiss!"


    The strange thing for Lancelot was the sigil on his right hand glowed with a light blue screen with bold white writing.


    However, if he used Morgana''s sigil to check his information and status, it was a dark pink screen and bold black writing with a cursive font.


    ''Why is Morgana needlessly fancy?''


    [Hmph! Don''t you see the quality when it''s in your face? Uncultured Swine!]


    {Ohhh~ Master''s hand is stroking my ears... so nice... ehehe}


    Before he could speak, and stop stroking her cute ears that were extremely fluffy, each time he brushed against the base of her ears, her foot tapped the ground with a loud thud, the muscles in her legs on display.


    ''Ah... she''s so cute.''


    [!!!]


    {Ehehehe}


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    ''Leave her be¡ªimagine the hell she''s lived through... A low-class Slave dealer, it''s a wonder she''s even alive. You should know how they treat non-humans and demihumans.''


    [Keh! Humans and their weird morals and minds. They would stick their filthy ham between her legs if given half a chance!]


    ''Haha...''


    "Shall we stop lingering in my hallway and relax in the living room?"


    "Mmm..."


    "..."


    At some point, the human form of Morgana also manifested, her ears slightly pointed and small mini-bat wings on her back fluttering as she led the others with her buttocks bouncing with each step.


    Lancelot watched it for several moments before a soft hand grasped his right hand, the silky fur on her wrist tickling him.


    "So expensive..." Ikumi muttered, her ruby eyes looking around the walls and fixtures¡ªshe seemed to like the painting of a single rabbit looking into the sky, surrounded by a world of snow and trees.


    ''Mmm... the person who chose this painting has quite the foresight.''


    Listening to his voice, Morgana looked back with a gentle smile¡ªshe didn''t completely dislike this naive and cute rabbit.


    Because she knew her temper was volatile and abrasive at times, adding Ikumi helped greatly to balance their trio.


    "Do you like that painting?" He asked, playing stupid, just for her honest answer.


    "Mmm.. hehe~ such a lovely image."


    "Shall we put it in your room?"


    When he asked, her face looked strange before she made a cute sound, crossing her hands frantically to cover her embarrassment.


    His Rank 1 Apartment came with two well-sized guest rooms, a double bed, a desk and a bathroom.


    Both were on the way to his main room and the living room¡ªLancelot opened the door, seeing the room with beautiful decorations and black walls inside.


    ''Damn, even the guest room is better than my room from my last life...''


    [True...]


    "I-is this... My room?" The little rabbit asked, her nose twitching as she sniffed around the room, her body almost touching the top of the doorframe when she stood up.


    Morgana skillfully danced around the tall girl, sliding her hands across Lancelot''s crotch, brushing her breasts against his chest, her lips parting to blow her sweet-scented breath into his face.


    [How is the feel of my hands compared to hers? Fufu~]


    Slowly he managed to pull himself from the attraction to this damn succubus, his body stepping forward to place both hands on the shoulder of Ikumi, causing the little rabbit to jump.


    {Ah!? Master Ikumi isn''t tasty to eat....!}


    ''Don''t worry, place the picture on the wall¡ªI''ll replace the current one with the wolves; you would have nightmares sleeping with wolves watching you, right?''


    "Mm!"


    Ikumi hopped to her bed, the large muscles of her legs making her far heavier than a normal girl¡ªeven the bones of her lower feet were closer to a hare than a human.


    She could likely jump several metres vertically even without using Ether.


    Creak!


    Her body sank deep into the mattress before her long muscular legs began to shake and kick the air, her mouth letting out a strange giggle as she looked at the picture of the rabbit while rolling on her bed.


    ''Easily pleased?''


    [You know it''s not just that.]


    ''Ah, I wanted to give you a chance to make up for earlier.''


    Lancelot was about to speak when a strange voice message played in his mind, like when he first created the contract with Morgana.


    -> Troop Summoning Artefact discovered


    [Frost Hare Hut] [Grade F+ -> C+]


    Frost Hares were a powerful tribe known to exist in a distant world of Celum IV¡ªthey are a tribe that lived nomadic lives but sought to serve a Lord and settle down more than anything.


    But due to their poor health and low resistance to disease and illness, many choose to use them for food or fodder instead of developing their true powers.


    A Shock-Type Infantry Unit.


    Summons up to 10 Female Frost Hare warriors daily, with a 0.2% chance of summoning a rare type.


    The Hare will build their homes once summoned using the surrounding wood and materials if allowed.


    Effectiveness: Low Damage, High Mobility, Good Defence.


    Summoning Cost: 1 Avalon Coin


    Warning: Once used, the item is bound to the Lord''s soul forever and cannot be sold or traded!


    [The First Summon is Free!]


    -> Would You Like To Enter Avalon?

 Chapter 22 - 22: Choice - Consequence

    [My Lord, what''s wrong?]


    Lancelot stood dazed, his hands holding the soft, squishy mounds of Ikumi.


    The poor girl trembling from his touch, her cute fluffy ears wiggling while her long rabbit feet pounded the ground.


    ''Morgana... If I enter Avalon now, what will happen?''


    His hands were moving on their own, despite his focus on power and becoming stronger Lancelot was a man, and both Morgana and Ikumi were extremely beautiful women that were both his type.


    Thus while his eyes were closed, reading the display, the strange words displayed across his iris.


    -> Enter Avalon


    Y/N?


    The temptation of entering Avalon before anyone else was extremely difficult to resist¡ªnot only would his army start growing much faster than the other students even the other top 10 would be 4 days behind him.


    ''Morgana, as your Lord, I seek your guidance and counsel.''


    Before he could even breathe, the legs of Ikumi finally couldn''t take it anymore, her little cherries now poking through her cheap dress and flung Lancelot out of the room.


    "Meep, M-meep!"


    Morgana dodged to the side, so his body and let him smash into the solid wall with a loud bang.


    "Ahh... damn it."


    [My Lord! Forgive me¡ªit was just a reflex to danger!]


    ''...''


    ''Stop acting stupid, forget about it and guide me¡ªyou''re a queen, right?''


    Lancelot pulled himself from the wall¡ªthankfully, Ikumi was still rather sickly, suffering from weakened limbs and power.


    Otherwise, he might have crashed through the wall and been in high debt.


    "Master!? Are you alright?" The cute little frost hare peeked out from the room, her little mouth forming a huge circle seeing Lancelot rolling on the ground and slowly getting up.


    "I''m fine, don''t worry. You can play in your room¡ªhere were some belongings in the crate, right? Take them and arrange them in your room."


    "Mm!"


    [Such a simple girl...]


    "Morgana."


    His voice was deeper than before, no longer the soft and gentle tone when playing.


    He was desperate to know if there was a downside to him entering Avalon early.


    The benefits were extremely important, but he didn''t want to rush and mess everything up due to impatience.


    "Lord Lancelot, please follow me."


    Morgana stood sharp, her body walking towards his private room with a hidden rune to hide sound and scent and improve ventilation for the most comfortable daily rest possible.


    Her movements were no longer seductive but elegant, like a royal princess leading her king to the throne room.


    Despite not moving her hips like normal, the charm and sex appeal that oozed from her body was leagues above normal.


    ''Such an alluring woman...''


    [With pleasure, My Lord.]


    Morgana stood near the large human-sized window, the backdrop of dim light making her beautiful figure seem holy.


    She watched him with golden eyes before slowly kneeling as he sat on the soft black leather chair facing the window beside his huge bed.


    "My Lord, please order your Morgana as you please."


    Lancelot looked at the strange succubus queen, wondering where her normal cheeky self had gone.


    However, her face looked at him with respect and awe, not the slightly flirtatious and hungry eyes.


    Only the beautiful golden eyes of a Sevant showed.


    He leaned back on the leather chair, enjoying the cool and smooth sensation on his thighs.


    Lancelot looked down at the succubus before him, his lips forming a smile while enjoying her cute white dress that covered her large mounds¡ªeven her cleavage was hidden.


    "Ah, forgive me, Lord."


    When she noticed his eyes, Morgana began to modify her dress like magic¡ªthe neckline lowered to reveal her deep canyon of hopes and dreams, a seductive smile on her face.


    "Enough of your seductive tricks."


    "Tell me."


    Like the flip of a coin, her atmosphere changed, looking at Lancelot with a quiet smile.


    "My Lord, in all honesty, there is no demerit to entering Avalon now."


    "..."


    "However, should you enter now, certain things will be different."


    Her eyes watched his reaction, like wondering whether she should continue.


    Morgana tilted her head with cute eyes blinking slowly, their deep golden glow flashing slowly as if to entice him to answer.


    But he remained silent, only moving his hand to allow her to continue.


    "First, the place you will form your first territory will be in a different location, making it difficult to form a part with lords from the academy."


    "This might sound irrelevant to you¡ªwho can fight alone."


    "However, you would lose the chance to ally with that flexible eastern woman; I believe her name was Sumika."


    Lancelot liked this strange Morgana¡ªlike a royal instructor, her voice was stern, but the things she told him were information he didn''t know about.


    "Understood. Is there anything else that would be a negative?"


    "My Lord..." She could feel his interest and desire, causing her cheeks to blush as she wasn''t actively trying to seduce him, yet it was more successful than any other time.


    [(My King seems to like the teacher or instructor type, rather than mother''s and sister''s.)]


    Morgana collected herself¡ªshe was trying not to see how obsessive she was becoming, trying to sniff the air coming from his body quietly, thanks to the sweating all night.


    "Secondly, you would lose the duration of the novice protection period compared to the academy''s top-class barriers and spells.


    "I see..." His hand stroked his chin as he listened to her words, mulling them over, playing out several ideas and considering different situations.


    "You would get 1 month rather than 3 months."


    "Well, that''s a slight shame, but honestly, I don''t mind fighting against the big boys after a month."


    "My Lord... so valiant, fufu~ are you sure?"


    Morgana looked amused¡ªno, her former strict and smart look faded, her chin resting on her palms as she knelt before him, the dusk of the evening painting the room red.


    Lancelot leaned against the leather arm, slightly squeaking as he smiled at his cute commander.


    "The benefits?" He asked with a soft voice.


    "Avalon Coins"


    "Access to minerals and resources far before the others."


    "You can touch my bare tits without dying."


    "Time to grow as both a Lord and King."


    "Your troops can improve, train and learn skills."


    "I can kiss you."


    "None of your classmates or traitors will know your location and will never get the jump on you."


    "Because those who use the Academy''s portal can be traced using the grand magia hub locked deep within the academy protected by the "great" wizard Merlin."


    "Your body will start to adjust to the changes Ether has brought¡ªno longer will you be limited by a mortal body."


    "I can sleep with you if you practice a little."


    "Those are all of the benefits, My wonderous Lord."


    Lancelot leaned back, a strange smirk on his face while his eyebrows twitched at the hints in her words.


    "If I choose to go, will you support me, Morgana?"


    "My King, you only need to give the order!"


    ''Stupid, why mention touching you so often to bloat the benefits?"


    He leaned forward once again, the squeak of the leather sounding like a serpent.


    His arm thrust out, grasping Morgana''s arm, pulling her up with great power as her body safely landed on his lap.


    "The only benefit that was needed was to be able to touch you freely.''


    "Ah!?"


    [Lancelot!?]


    She wanted his response, but suddenly the entire world changed¡ªthe red sky, the modern walls, the entire world was filled with darkness as they began to fall rapidly.


    -> Enter Avalon


    "Yes"


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 Chapter 23 - 23: Valefor Plains - Sanguine Succubus [1]

    Lancelot''s body felt like he was being flung around like a washcloth in a storm¡ªthe only positive was the soft tits of Morgana cushioning his body while her arms and legs wrapped around his back.


    "F-fuck!" He shouted unusually vulgarly for him, holding onto her flesh as the sensation of teleportation was nothing he had ever experienced.


    ''What is this!? The Academy portal was so smooth, we even drank tea during the movement!''


    Morgana''s eyes were always watching him, never removing them for even a moment while watching his reactions.


    The sigils connecting them flashed brightly while she smiled at him with a wicked smile.


    [(Forgive me, My King. Our destination is one of strife and danger, in the centre of the demon kingdoms territory.)]


    "Wooooah! I''m falling!" He gasped, the cute Morgana holding a certain object that flashed, seeming to be his magi-phone.


    Bang!


    The trio slammed into the ground¡ªyes, the poor hare was also dragged along.


    However, she was thrown around like a pair of boxers in the washing machine, her hair now messy and her face pale, barely able to move while her rabbit feet managed to absorb most of the impact.


    "Wuu..." She cried out, feeling her little ass.


    "Oh... Ikumi, is your cute little ass okay?" Lancelot asked¡ªhis body lay relaxed now on the body of Morgana, who seemed unharmed, thanks to her wings fluttering underneath her before she fell and landed with a smooth touch.


    In the sky were two beautiful stars with a violent colour, their strange light causing Lancelot''s eyes to haze over for a moment, remembering the first time he came here and only had a mere goblin hovel and captain with him.


    "Mmm... Darli-my king, although it feels great to have your head leaning against my tits, shouldn''t we get up and get working time is of the essence after all."


    "Sorry, your body is very soft and comfortable, better than even that super expensive bed cannot match you."


    "Wuwu, my buttocks hurt¡ªwhere are we?" Ikumi pulled herself from the ground, a strange opening surrounded by mountains to the south, forest to the east and west, and wide grass clearance and river to the north.


    Various strange animals with monster-like appendages roamed the fields to the north, huge cows with large twisting horns and sharp tails, a fat pig-type monster with small wings and other strange creatures that were just demonic livestock.


    "Morgana..."


    "Yes, Lancelot?"


    "We are in the demon territory; this isn''t a coincidence, is it?"


    "..."


    "As expected of my brilliant and wise king. True, this was the place I chose for you to start your future empire."


    "Give me the reason, not your empty flattery, demon."


    His eyes narrowed¡ªdespite not being completely serious, the fact she tricked him didn''t sit well with him.


    He pushed two sharp blades pointing at her throat and abdomen gleaming blue as she sighed while maintaining her gentle smile, despite the blades slicing her skin slightly, shiny red blood oozing from her chest, small droplets dripping down his blade.


    "My King! You only need to order me, and I will tell you all I know and desire."


    "Tsk!"


    Lancelot pulled away his sword, walking towards Ikumi, his hand ruffling her hair and pulling it out of her eyes as she blinked at him several times.


    "Meep, Master..."


    "What do you think Ikumi? Is this a place you would like to live?"


    He couldn''t argue or complain¡ªthe south was well-defended from most attacks, and even the dwarfs could not dig through this special rock, the dragons-byte ore.


    ¡ª dragons-byte ore, a black ore that even the most skilled dwarf struggles to use, is a perfect material for the strongest defence. It absorbs the most magic and impact while insulating heat and purifying water that passes through.


    She looked around with a happy face at the lush grass and snowy mountains behind them; the temperature was neither too hot nor cold, with forests on either side.


    "Mm, it''s a little warm but nice and full of delicious food."


    Frost Hares were omnivores enjoying the taste of meat, vegetables and fish. Thus the only thing he worried about was the temperature.


    Yet seeing her hopping around, the power of her rabbit feet was quite amazing as they sent her body flying through the air as she chased a few horned chickens.


    ''Seems she is happier than I thought.''


    [Why is she so carefree and happy]


    "Well, Morgana, we can speak later. Let''s place your summoning Idol and the Frost Hare hut." sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Yes, Lancelot."


    The two walked towards the mountain, thinking the main crystal should be closer to the mountain than the forest.


    Thankfully, the black mountain was similar to a horseshoe, which would be great for the initial village and future inner sanctum for the Lord, while the normal units would live outside the large curved rocks.


    -> Place Succubus Queen Morgana''s Blood Throne?


    Y/N


    Lancelot discovered that his first commander was far more of a big shot than he expected.


    ''So you were THAT Morgana? The crazed queen that slaughtered half of Avalon?''


    [...]


    [Please, such dark history, My Lord, you''ll make me wet with shame]


    "..."


    -> Placed Succubus Queen Morgana''s Blood Thorne.


    We detected the Desire of the Succubus Queen to convert the throne.


    -> King Lancelot''s Sanguine Throne Complete.


    [Sanguine Succubus Summoning Tool]


    Summon up to 2 Succubi every 24 hours, with a 0.5% chance for a rare mutation.


    The Succubus are a tribe of spellcasters proficient in illusion and elemental magic that damages the soul.


    They exist in the shadows of your most devious and pleasant dreams, relishing the delicious essence that spills out of those fantasies.


    Most chose not to sleep physically with males¡ªonly selected one chosen mate for their eternal lives and used their special magic, rituals and spells to keep them alive, healthy and fertile for countless millennia.


    The Kings Guard - Completely Loyal To Lancelot du Lac


    These Special Sanguine Succubus will live off Lancelot''s essence and desire¡ªthey can also sleep in the dream realm.


    But he will spend the entire time Lancelot sleeps in devious and intense orgies that will slowly change his physique to become that of an Incubus.


    Effectiveness: High Soul Damage, Arial Troop, Low Defence.


    Summoning Cost: N/A (The Lord''s Troop)


    Warning: Bound to the body, soul and destiny of Lancelot du Lac, Morgana du Lac shall serve as both Commander, Lady and Queen.


    -


    Before he had time to read all the jibberish, something strange began to throb within his chest.


    Lancelot watched the tall black throne, with a strange blood-red fluid oozing inside the stone that created the huge fixture.


    When it was formed, a massive wall of white marble formed two large flags.


    Painted on them were Lancelot and Morgana''s Sigils drawn together on the red-velvet flags that draped from the ceiling to the ground before a complete throne room was formed around the blood throne.


    "Wah!?" Ikumi gasped¡ªshe was no longer chasing the cute chickens but now hopped along the soft red carpet with a golden outline and black marble flooring.


    Lancelot stepped towards the throne, and the two bloody orbs at the end of each arm glowed brightly before two beautiful women suddenly appeared, their wings like bats, hair pink and bodies a light blue.


    He didn''t need to mention their bodies because they were almost perfect with a full-figured shape.


    However, they seemed different from normal Succubi because their names stated they were [Sanguine Succubus] in his little panel.


    Before he could ask further.


    The pair immediately knelt on either side of the throne, looking to the ground as both hands seemed to guide Lancelot to the throne.


    "My King, please be seated."


    "Our Master, the throne awaits you."


    Lancelot only turned back to see the pouting face of Morgana when she saw the two scantly clad women kneeling to show their cleavage and ample buttocks.


    [Hmph! That was my job, stupid sluts! I will punish them later for summoning so quickly!]


    ''...''


    ''Morgana du Lac?''


    ''What does that mean?''


    ''When did you become my sister?''


    [WHO IS YOUR SISTER!]


    [It''s your wife!]

 Chapter 24 - 24: Valefor Plains - Sanguine Succubus [2]

    Lancelot stepped towards the throne, a faint murmur in his heart, a simple bump causing him to stop momentarily.


    Memories of his previous throne, the broken marble, bloody floor filled with the guts of his former troops and dearest friends.


    ''...''


    The regret and bitterness of loss made him bite his teeth, feeling those goblins would never exist on this plane.


    Because they were from a world that didn''t normally get summoned to Avalon, and due to Lancelot''s extremely low luck, he got a race without magical powers.


    In a sense, it was both a stroke of unimaginable luck and misfortune that they were summoned simultaneously.


    Yet Lancelot still hoped for the best and that the goblin tribe in this life could prosper.


    He stroked the soft marble orbs on the arm of each side, whispering to himself as if the two succubi and Morgana were not present.


    Behind him, the queen succubus gave them a fierce look with her eyes telling them to be silent when she saw them both about to speak to Lancelot.


    "Make sure you don''t lose that fight this time, Broll. Keep your little daughter and sister safe without me always summoning you here."


    Once Lancelot finished speaking, there was no delay as his body twisted around, dropping onto the black throne, pumping with blood in an eerie but beautiful fashion.


    "Morgana."


    "My Lord!" She didn''t joke or mess around like she teleported her body, now kneeling at his feet with her left fist punching the ground, her twin sword sigil glowing brightly.


    "Take Ikumi and her horn and place it where she finds most suitable¡ªafter you are done, we will head to the eastern forest."


    "The eastern forest, my Lord?"


    "Ah, there seems to be a pack of mangy dogs that have made their nest too close to my throne. I shan''t tell you how fast those bastards reproduce."


    "...Yes, My Lord!"


    Instantly with her reply, she and the two succubi vanished like magic, only a sweet-scented pink mist where their bodies were.


    Morgana''s was deep, rich and delicious.


    The blood succubus had a more fresh and citrus scent.


    ''I prefer Morgana''s scent to theirs...'' He thought, thinking she wouldn''t hear his thoughts.


    [My King!]


    [Shall I sleep in your bed, warming and leaving my scent to comfort you during your long sleep in Avalon?]


    The sheer amount of excitement caused him to feel overwhelmed. Lancelot would never pretend to be a saint or Wiseman if he could answer her desires.


    He was a hot-blooded male like no other¡ªcould a man refuse that queen''s invitation to lay together?


    Nay!


    Only a man who did not like women!


    Thuck!


    The back of his head hit the cold marble throne, now surrounded by a nice marble and stone room, but this wasn''t why Lancelot came to the throne.


    He rested on his right arm, stroking his chin with the left with both legs crossed.


    The memories and nostalgia of the past filled him with a smirk.


    "Back in the past, I got so excited the moment I arrived, only to find the things I could achieve with goblins were too limited."


    "A goblin hovel, food pit, scrapping yard." That was all the things he could build with a Main force of goblins.


    No advanced walls, only the basic wood, and no advanced technology or weapon upgrades. Hell, even the upgraded blacksmith was a neutral drop from a raid.


    "Let''s look at the economy first¡ªfood, materials and the like."


    ''The academy''s trading post is really poor and only opens in 3 weeks...''


    "It seems I have to gather everything myself¡ªwell, my cute little hares will." He chuckled, seeing that Ikumi chose the same spot he wanted her to.


    Tucked into the corner of the horseshoe, safe from any ambush or early attack damage from roaming monsters.


    He noticed the screen was much like Ikumi''s and Morgana''s when using their sigils to view his attributes, but the throne was a black background with a red border and white font with a shadow to make it easier to read.


    ''Hmmm... I want to make it all one colour scheme one day.''


    -> Valefor Plains - Sanguine Throne (Succubus)


    Military


    Economy


    Technology


    Populace


    -> Economy


    Basic Farm


    Basic Mill


    Basic Hunters Lodge


    Basic Tanning Station


    Basic Cooking Station


    -


    Lancelot''s left fingers swiped across the screen, checking the various Economy buildings he could create and making a list in his mind.


    The Frost Hares could farm around 10 Lumber in an hour, but he didn''t want to tire them as they weren''t like the goblins with almost endless stamina.


    ''Let''s have them fight and get enough Lumber for a few buildings, their hut, a farm and the Cooking station.''


    -> Basic Cooking Station


    A building that allows up to 2 troops to train as low-class cooks increases the affection and happiness of all troops that eat from the cooking station.


    Cost: 4 Lumber, 5 Stone, and 1 Avalon Coin


    -> Basic Farm


    A Basic farm that produces food for your units +10 food per 24 hours


    Cost: 3 Lumber, 5 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin


    -> Basic Frost Hare Hut!


    A place of rest for the Frost Hares to sleep, each building can house 5 Hares, slowly reducing fatigue and increasing affection and loyalty.


    Cost: 2 Lumber, 3 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin


    -


    "So I''ll need 10 wood, 16 stone and 4 Avalon Coins... Thanks to my big-breasted little succubus, I have the coins already."


    Hop! Hop! Hop!


    Soon after he closed the interface, the three succubi returned with solemn faces, while behind them was a group of pretty women all around Ikumi''s age, with a few that seemed more mature with larger breasts.


    ''...''


    [My King! Please, look at my chest! Not those strange rabbits!]


    {Lots of new friends, hehe~ time to play and kill the bad guys.}


    "Show me your new friends, Ikumi."


    The 10 new Hares were not the most muscular, but their eyes were beautiful and blue, like the summer sky, and all had feet like Ikumi, but their hair was different instead of white due to her albinism.


    They were all a variety of blue colours and one with black hair and eyes.


    Despite this, she was still classed as a regular Frost Hare, making Lancelot think she would eventually have an evolution path different from the others.


    That''s how it worked with goblins; the warriors or future knights would spawn with some leather armour or a better sword.


    All of Ikumi''s carried a sword and small shield, while the black-haired hare carried a short spear and medium shield.


    "You."


    Lancelot''s finger pointed to the beautiful black-haired rabbit, a more mature look than Ikumi with her breasts at least a D-cup, maybe an E-cup with their slightly rounded bell shape.


    Why did he know the shape?


    They were all naked apart from their weapons!


    He was happy to have experienced the pleasures of a woman because seeing such a paradise might cause a more inexperienced virgin to have a catastrophic nosebleed.


    ''Only their fur barely covers their slit... can they fight like this!?''


    {Master~ Momo is getting embarrassed you keep staring at her crotch fur... are you in heat? That''s what the males do when they want to perform copulation...}


    {Should I tell her to get on all fours so you can mount her?}


    ''So that woman is called Marimo... wait... is this Morgana speaking in Ikumi''s voice!? How could she know what copulation and mounting are!?''


    {Master... Ikumi is a grown woman too; she was taught that babies appear if a male you like mounts you..}


    {Master, look at Marimo''s face! It''s bright red¡ªthink she likes you!}


    ''How! She''s probably embarrassed as hell!''


    The black-haired rabbit seemed to snap out of her stupor before dropping to both knees.


    Marimo''s soft black fur on her rabbit feet was rather glossy as she bowed with both hands on the floor, her forehead touching the ground.


    "My Lord, this hare is named Marimo. Please accept her service¡ªduring the day or even the night!"


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    [Hahahaha! Ikumi is so funny! Hahahahahaha!]


    Morgana looked serious on her face¡ªeven the two blood succubi knelt to the side on one knee and seemed impressed by how elegant and awe-inspiring she looked standing beside Lancelot on the throne.


    Yet only he knew she was having so much fun with this.


    "Forget the night service. We only just met, but meeting for a meal during free time is fine."


    "You will lead the other 9 Frost Hares and support Captain Ikumi as her Vice-Captain."


    "Understood?"


    "Yes, My Lord!"


    "Now, here are my orders for you all."


    Now, even Morgana looked serious as she watched Lancelot with the most feverish and obsessive eyes.


    When he started acting like a Lord, he became a different man, like wielding a sword.


    Lancelot began to bloom in her eyes as he ordered them to collect the wood and stone for the four buildings after they headed to the east to wipe out some Fel Imps.


    "Do you all understand?" He looked at the 11 Frost Hares and 3 Succubi with a faint smile, watching them all kneel and nodding.


    ''Well, a complete difference from the goblins who demanded I fight them before they obeyed.''


    ''Let''s get this life on the road! Avalon, I am finally back!"

 Chapter 25 - 25: Valefor Plains - Blackwood Forest Skirmish [1]

    Every Lord that came to Avalon and created their first territory was given a beginner''s box containing several important things for a new Lord.


    Lancelot knew the box contained the wood and stone he needed for the first buildings but didn''t use it.


    Why?


    He wanted to see how his new troops performed, their loyalty, combat power and how he could use them.


    "My Lord?"


    Morgana seemed to be in her serious, advisor mode, with a pair of fake black-rimmed glasses.


    She wore a long black dress and white stockings, wearing elegant steel-plated sabatons and greaves¡ªand covering her sensual body with a long spear in her hand with a twisted blade.


    "Those glasses suit you well, Morgana." He said with a soft voice. The deep tone caused her spine to tingle, unable to stop her wings fluttering.


    Lancelot looked towards her with a smile before he kicked the black chest on the ground, cracking the lock as the force opened the lid, revealing its contents.


    -> Custom Lord''s Armour


    A customised set of armour that will match your desired look, complete with sabatons, greaves, gauntlets, vambraces and pauldrons.


    The chest will be a noble tunic with a chainmail undershirt.


    Charisma affects double when equipped.


    Blunt Resist: G+


    Piercing Resist: E-


    Magic Resist: F+


    [Stage 1 - (Upgradeable)]


    -> Swords of Gale Winds


    A sword chosen to suit Lancelot of the Eternal Waltz.


    They were forged with the ability to split into two dual blades. The longsword forms blade is 100cm long with a 20cm handle engraved with a wolf''s head pommel and diamond guard.


    In dual blade form, the right blade is 90cm long with a 10cm handle, and the left is 70cm long and double the thickness with a 30cm handle.


    Piercing Damage: F+


    [Stage 1 - (Upgradeable)]


    His hand lifted the Gale Sword with a red handle and silver pommel¡ªthe blade shimmering, wondering how to activate the dual blade form.


    However, the moment he thought such a thing, the blade began to expel a strange wind¡ªout of instinct, his left hand reached towards the sword as the sword flashed, now holding his dual blades in each hand.


    He held the long blade in his right and the broad in his left.


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    Lancelot cut through the air with both swords and thought about returning to the single form, and the Gale Sword returned to its longsword form.


    "That''s a beautiful sword, My Lord. The wind it emits is both gentle and fierce."


    Morgana gave an obvious compliment, but he found this soothing at this stage and left her to it before he closed his eyes.


    He imagined his former Lord outfit, slightly changing the emblem and another colour and took a deep breath as the image became complete.


    Lancelot removed his clothes, not caring that Morgana was inside the throne room.


    First, his shirt, pants, and socks were discarded and now stood completely nude before the salivating succubus and her two subordinates.


    The armour now formed of a noble black tunic with chainmail underneath and a black cape with a high collar and blood-red velvet inner fabric.


    A pair of leather and iron flat pauldrons over his shoulders with gold fabric and leather padding, with two crossed sword emblems on either side of his chest tied together with a golden chain.


    Lancelot didn''t wear any gauntlets, only sabatons, greaves and vambraces while he took the blade and cut his hair shorter.


    Now messy and wild down to just above his cheeks with messy bangs and a windswept fringe.


    "Master is no longer showing that fine weapon..."


    "Lord, please let this inferior being enjoy the sight of your fine lance once again!"


    The two sanguine succubi whined as they knelt before him.


    "Shaddap!" Morgana bellowed.


    Her eyes flashed with golden light. Despite the two speaking, her feelings.


    She punished them with her foot, pushing their faces down to the ground so they prostrated themselves to Lancelot.


    "My Lord! You look fabulous no matter naked or clothed!"


    "Silence¡ªlet''s head towards the eastern forest. It''s time to test these two and the Frost Hares."


    Lancelot billowed his thick cloak as he walked past the trio¡ªhis gait was elegant before he disappeared from the throne room and found that the Hares Hut was a little distance away, but not too far.


    They were all equipped with light armour and cloth garments as they didn''t expect the Lord to be male because the former Lord was a woman.


    Despite their confident facade when they were all naked earlier.


    Only Ikumi was content to fight naked, with her soft skin and pubic hair covering her body.


    Marimo was the most ashamed after thinking the Lord desired her sexually and now wore a small iron vest and skirt, but due to the lack of materials, the only thing covering her lewd parts was a bit of fur.


    The Frost Hares were mostly human-like, with only their lower legs like rabbits and fur around their wrists and pelvis.


    Lancelot didn''t feel much attraction to them until he saw the glimpse of Marimo''s slit and realised they were just like a human woman, forcing him to hide his embarrassment and arousal.


    Like a true Lord of character, he blamed it on the succubi!


    "Marimo! Organise your troops."


    The Frost Hares followed Marimo as she stepped a metre apart before Lancelot, kneeling on one leg towards him.


    "My Lord, we are ready to enter the forest."


    "Two girls have already agreed to become Cooks and provide food."


    Meanwhile, Morgana walked forward with the two succubi beside her.


    The two were now wearing strange armour that could only be described as a metal bikini that barely covered their tits and gruesome spiked maces and small round shields in their hands.


    ''How does that little thing protect them?''


    [It protects our private areas from other men''s prying eyes!]


    The moment she replied, the open stomach and flesh of the girls became covered by a black cloth that seemed padded with light chainmail.


    Morgana herself wore a heavy black metal armoured suit covering her entire body.


    {Master Ikumi''s fur is all fluffy!}


    Lancelot was about to respond to Morgana when he saw the Captin of the Frost Hare hopping around in a cloth tunic and what seemed similar to black denim hotpants.


    "Yes, you look adorable."


    "Let''s go." He didn''t want to be here all day, needing to erect a wooden wall to protect the throne after they defeated the Fel Imps.

 Chapter 26 - 26: [Bonus] 26: Valefor Plains - Blackwood Forest Skirmish [2]

    The Eastern forest was called the Blackwood Forest, home to many monsters and foul creatures that Lancelot would have to clear before the end.


    His territory was a large hexagon, with the forest being the closest hexagon to the east and the Forsaken Woods to the west.


    As they marched to the edge of his territory, still without a name, he decided to leave until the day he entered the Academy because territory names can be searched for.


    The day they were established would be the date a name was given.


    ''I cannot let the academy know... rather the spies and hidden traitors.''


    ''There are ways that experienced and well-established Lords can target and find new Lords even before the safety was over...''


    He remembered a rising star hit by a monster wave due to an item borrowed from a senior Lord by one of the nobles that he upset.


    ''That lord never came home...''


    ''It''s a shame, but if you die in Avalon, you also die in reality. It wasn''t a game. So no matter how safe the novice protection was, it wasn''t foolproof.''


    Clang!


    The Hares'' swords hitting their belts sounded¡ªwhile their feet were too large for armour.


    Their fur and the thickness of the pads of their feet were beyond chainmail which surprised Lancelot when Ikumi forced Marimo to poke her foot with the spear to prove it to him earlier.


    ''Silly girl...''


    He began to have shameful thoughts towards those two Hare.


    Especially Marimo, who was too defenceless and bent over sometimes to help the others, showing her ample buttocks and the thin slit with neat puffy lips and small petals.


    To make it worse, Ikumi could sometimes see his eyes and would instantly tell Marimo thinking that she was tempting Lancelot to copulate.


    ''The sight of Marimo bent down covering her cute ass and fluffy tail with her hands was so erotic and more obscene than her bending over...''


    "Gigigi!"


    Sadly, his reminiscence of the plump ass of Marimo ended as the same Marimo''s body suddenly shot out like a black lightning bolt!


    "Jagd!"


    Instantly after her shout, all eleven Frost Hares charged forward, repeating her words with a loud battle cry and lunged towards the group of four Imps.


    They moved before Lancelot even saw the location of the enemy.


    Eleven blades and one spear shot through the forest, their powerful legs propelling them so fast and with deadly accuracy beyond the speed of a jumping spider they pounced like a violent group of ravenous hounds.


    All of them tore apart the Imps without even starting a real battle.


    Only the wild jeers of the shock infantry like a Germanian Blitz, causing the Imps to scream and cry out before dying in seconds.


    Morgana and the two succubi only watched with mouths open wide.


    [Frost Hares Defeated 4 Fel Imps]


    Gained 2 Avalon coins


    Gained experience: 22%-> 30% (Roughly 2% per Imp)


    Summon Drive: 25% -> 55%


    An instant after, Marimo lept into the air and landed in front of Lancelot, her face covered in blood, breathing heavily, and her breasts exposed from the tunic.


    "My Lord!!! The hunt was successful!"


    But all she cared about was offering her Lord the spoils.


    Thud!


    Ikumi was one step behind her white fur, causing a deep crater before she helped Marimo fix her tunic and tightened the fastener with a joyful face.


    Yet her lips and teeth were filled with blood.


    ''These Hares...''


    ''Where are they weak and feeble!?''


    [Forgive me, My King...]


    Morgana''s apologetic voice sounded as the meat and ears were cut and taken away, each Frost Hare storing them in their little pouches before lining up behind Marimo.


    Sadly they didn''t leap.


    ''Why do you apologise, Morgana?''


    {Master! Marimo likes you! You should reward her!}


    ''Maybe if she does well and crushes their little hovel, I''ll reward her.''


    {Hehe~ Ikumi too! I''ll tell her!}


    Lancelot watched as she began whispering in Marimo''s ear. The white Hare was so cheeky and cute, but he would allow it for now.


    She needed time to mature and grow past her trauma and hidden shadow.


    But the image of the black-haired Marimo, who was now red-faced and looking at him with dark blue eyes, blinked repeatedly.


    "Her words are true, continue onward, and if you do so well against their hovel.


    "I will reward you with an adequate amount."


    [And me!? You ignored me, but that''s good too!]


    [Ah~ Big sister''s heart is filled with pleasure from being teased with an abandonment play!]


    ''Morgana, tell me why you apologised.''


    Lancelot replied to the crying little queen while he motioned for the Hares to move out; their steps and march were rather fast and cute, hopping with their powerful feet much faster than the succubi and himself.


    Blackwood forest was just like the name suggested¡ªthe bark of the trees was black and filled with a heavy musk surrounding them.


    A scent close to that of tobacco with the dark green leaves and tall bodies made the forest feel tight and narrow, with barely any natural open area''s inside.


    However, these trees were strong and thick, allowing each of the Hares to leap onto their tall branches in order, using the bend of each branch to spring themselves between each tree and keeping a high vantage point.


    [I gave my blood to the Hares and changed their bodies. Now they will lose that poor health, but in return, they are more aggressive, violent and active...]


    ''I see.''


    [Worry not, My King!]


    [I told them it was your order. So that they would no longer suffer illness and weak bodies!]


    Lancelot didn''t mind.


    He only felt slightly embarrassed as a Lord to forget the words stating they were sickly and easily caught disease, making him note down this mistake in his mind and prioritise the troop''s needs and situation in future.


    ''Support Ikumi and Marimo with the two succubi.''


    ''Also Morgana...''


    [Yes, Lancelot?]


    ''Think about what kind of non-sexual reward you want while crushing the Imps.''


    [!!!]


    The next moment, Morgana seemed pumped in sync with the Black and White Hares as all three screamed, "Jagd!"


    Because the scouting troops found the Imp hovel and the small group of 22 Imps sitting around a fire and eating a few dead demon foxes.


    Lancelot didn''t want to be left behind this time.


    His body was wrapped in a gentle breeze as purple petal blades danced around his body while wielding the dual blade form of his Swords of Gale Winds.


    He was filled with the desire for battle instead of the negative and depressive feeling he was weighed down with in the past.


    The feeling brought by the Frost Hares added a kind of joy and delight to his heart, allowing him to ignore the past tragedy as their bodies danced through the air, slashing, blocking and using their powerful legs to crush the imps into meat paste.


    While Morgana and her two succubi dealt with the main hovel as their maces crushed and smashed the poor Imp chieftain into the wall before Morgana''s spear pierced its throat, eyes and crotch in rapid succession.


    ''These women...''


    ''So fucking brutal!''


    Lancelot called out in his heart before lunging forward, his body twirling like a waltz, slicing through the necks of two imps without care or resistance.


    The first battle was a massacre.


    His most intense memories were the bloodthirsty faces and bright smiles of Marimo and Ikumi. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Who seemed to be playing some game with a group of Imps, kicking them between each other before the rest of the Hares dropped from the air and sliced them into pieces.


    But for the first time since he died.


    Lancelot didn''t feel alone on the battlefield... A sense of uplifting that helped his shattered heart hold together with the glue called forbearance.

 Chapter 27 - 27: Imp Lord Vezam Vs Lancelot

    ====A/N====


    Sorry to write this here.


    I have changed how attributes are calculated and removed the decimals because it confuses some people.


    However, this means his growth will be a little slower.


    Instead of gaining 0.8 total attribute points added to his status.


    Lancelot will gain 7 per level.


    While the system now looks like this for the various Lords.


    Normal Lord/Class: 1-2 points per level


    Unique Lord/Class: 2-3 points per level


    Elite Lord/Class: 3-4 points per level


    Special Lord/Class: 4-5 points per level


    Mythical Lord/Class: 5-6 points per level


    Thank you for reading so far! Please keep up the support, and the 200 PS is continuous! Every 200 PS will give a bonus chapter!


    Now Enjoy!


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    Lancelot''s body darted through the battlefield like a dancing blade master.


    His body was wrapped in a gentle wind, leaping from branch to beach, making even the Frost Hares look inefficient¡ªwith a blade in either hand, he rapidly sprinted towards the enemy Hovel.


    A menacing Imp stood with a huge club¡ªhonestly, calling this monster an imp was a sacrilege!


    It was more like an ogre!


    Over 7ft tall, built like a brick, and quite bulky, not only in muscle but fat, causing its body to be extremely large with lecherous yellow eyes now bloodshot at all the beautiful women it stood waiting.


    [My King, allow me to show my prestige in combat and cull that disgusting green fly!]


    ''Denied.''


    He replied without thinking or listening to her properly holding his blade and rushing towards the huge imp.


    "Vez''am crush filthy male! Take women to cave!"


    Monster Lords.


    A monster lord would gain more wisdom and bloodline when they acquired the ability to start creating their troops.


    Unlike Humans or other race lords, they could also create troops by merely mating with females and spawning more monsters.


    It would take years for other races to train and rear the children to combat level. Demons and monsters only needed a few weeks or months depending on pedigree.


    "..."


    [That filthy fly! Dares to claim the women that my master owns!]


    Morgana''s scream sounded in his mind as her demonic aura exploded, the poor imps around her destroyed by her brutal heart-stabbing lance.


    "Not that I care about a mere imp''s words, but for once, I agree with Morgana''s outburst..." Lancelot whispered, his lips forming a smile as he stepped forward, now only a few metres from the huge imp.


    "Vez''am. I will crush you and massacre every imp in this forest."


    "Filthy male!!! Vez''am, no care!!!" The imp''s huge body began to thrash about, starting to rush towards him.


    Lancelot placed the longsword across his chest, the blade pointing upwards, covering half his face as the twin suns peeked through the forest trees, causing it to shimmer.


    "You are facing Lancelot, Sword of the Empire..."


    He began to lower his sword, the blade pointing towards the imp.


    His movements were like a ceremonial preparation, his hips lowered with one leg forward and the rear leg slightly bent.


    "No." Lancelot''s voice faltered, his silver hair dancing in the wind.


    Like a symphony, the sound of battle behind him boosted his morale despite the huge monster rushing towards him.


    "You face Lord Lancelot of the Valefor Plains." A sound of resolve and determination in his voice as he grasped the red grip tight.


    "Ready yourself, retch!"


    "SWORD!"


    Out of mere habit from training in that dark room, hundreds of magical blades, some like daggers, others like petals, began to dance around his body, forming an array of beautiful phantasmal blades twirling and dancing around Lancelot.


    Woosh!


    The wind exploded with the force of Vez''am''s club, causing many purple blades to flutter into the distance swaying in the air now out of sight.


    Slash! Slash!


    Two flashes of silver light filled the area, forming trails that followed Lancelot''s body that darted over the imp''s shoulder, his foot tapping the green flesh before his body flipped and landed several metres away.


    He held his sword high towards the imp as his body twirled around, using his right leg as an anchor seeing the monster''s body only just turning to face him with a smirk.


    [My King?]


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    Lancelot rushed forward again, his left hand flicking out with a snap as dozens of blades, like laserbeams, began to assault the imp that tried to fight back¡ªits club held high despite two deep gashes in its crotch from his first attack.


    "Gurraaaaak!!!! Vez''am, SMASH!"


    Boom!


    Despite the countless bloody cuts and lacerations on his body, Vez''am slammed his sword down with enough force to cause a slight vortex in the wind, almost sucking the tip of Lancelot''s sword into its path.


    ''Folly''


    Clang!


    The Gale Sword''s edge clashed with the edge of the club, sending its coarse off only slightly with a dangerous parry, the bulging muscles of Vez''am throbbing as his club smashed into the ground while Lancelot thrust his blade into the throat of the imp.


    Splatter!


    Dark blood began to spurt from the wound, yet not enough to kill the imp completely¡ªin the distance, now, 11 Hares and 3 Succubi were watching their Lord''s first battle.


    Nothing over the top, parrying, movements like he was a fairy king dancing in the forest wrapped with a purple wind as his dancing blades tore apart the boorish imp with ease and increased their respect for Lancelot.


    Clang! Splutter!


    Like a master, his blade swung flesh was cut, and the enemy attack was dodged and countered with an elegant attack targeting the weakest points of the imp.


    "Grah.... ugg..."


    Blood oozed from the imp''s mouth, his club now half the size after being slowly cut down by Lancelot''s swordsmanship.


    Yet Lancelot barely broke a sweat, merely a calm, faint smile on his face.


    ''This is who I desire to become! A Lord who fights without worry, without showing my emotions!''


    ''Lancelot of the faint smile!''


    Neither Morgana nor Ikumi could hear his thoughts, and only Morgana noticed the change in Lancelot''s aura and the way he fought.


    [This is a different master... My King, you look so happy.]


    [Even though you know how difficult and gruelling a start in the demon lands is.]


    [Yet still you show this alluring smile...]


    [Then let this Queen, your faithful servant protect that smile, fufu~ what reward shall I get?]


    Thud!


    As Vez''am''s body dropped to his knee''s blood and wounds, the level and quality mismatch were far too abysmally stacked in Lancelot''s favour.


    He lifted the Gale sword, pointing it to the imp''s throat.


    The huge imp suddenly began to tremble, only fear and defeat filling those formerly lecherous and confident eyes.


    -> Vez''am wishes to surrender


    Accept?


    Y/N


    There wasn''t even a moment to consider.


    A huge gale of wind began to build up, and hundreds, thousands of purple blades began to form like needles, long and thin with sharp tips all pointed towards Vez''am.


    Lancelot''s Ether was almost empty from this show, but the Hares began to sing and dance around at the pretty dancing lights.


    Mostly due to Ikumi starting it.


    "Lancelot of Valefor denies your surrender."


    "Now rest in the pits of the abyss where you belong, fiend!"


    Woosh!


    Like a storm of purple light, they rained upon the huge imp without mercy, flesh turned to blood, blood turned to ash, bone turned to sand, and organs turned to mush.


    The eternal waltz of phantasmal blades obliterated the imp''s huge body.


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 1 -> 2


    "Why are you singing and dancing?"


    "Ikumi, collect all possible supplies from their base with five of the hares."


    To his order, Ikumi''s cute white ears flopped as she tilted her head before nodding several times and picking out the group''s smaller and most cute hares before they hopped on the branches and vanished.


    "Find the tasty things!"


    "Find the comfy things!"


    "Master gives pets!"


    Was what she shouted on the way out, seeming to be her way of interpreting his order. Not that he minded.


    Having a mood maker was needed, something he lacked for over a year and was plagued with infighting and constant brawls with the feisty goblins.


    "Marimo, excellent spear technique. Take five of the hares and have them collect the wood required."


    "If an enemy comes, kill it."


    Her beautiful body was still stained with blood, adding a sense of mystery and seductive allure to this mature Hare with black fur¡ªeven her lips seemed to be painted with a red rouge due to the blood that covered them.


    She politely bowed before taking the other hares and axes towards the east, further from his throne.


    ''This woman probably doesn''t want us to lose the wood so close to our lands first... Let''s teach them to plant 2 trees for everyone we chop down in the future...''


    ''Thank god for the travelling merchants...''


    As he turned to Morgana, his body was suddenly hit by a huge wave of purple light and aura that began filling his body like a shrivelled balloon. He was rapidly filled to the brim, ready to burst.


    Luckily only the three succubi remained as the sexual feeling of the improvement of level and gaining this experience forced him to stab his sword into the ground and tremble to remain standing.


    ''Fuck...''


    [Ah~ my cute little Lord who is trying so hard to endure...]


    [What should I do? I want to ravish him now...!?]

 Chapter 28 - 28: Something Something, We Made A Village [1]

    Lancelot managed to pry himself from the dangerous claws of the man-hungry succubi.


    His body felt a sense of pleasure that caused him to lean against a tree and hold his breath as the Ether from over 30 imps entered his body at once.


    Sadly because he was present, the Ether needed to enter him and then be dispersed to the various troops slowly afterwards.


    So for 30 minutes, the Hares ran around the forest collecting shiny things and cutting down trees.


    Lancelot suffered, his body watched by the three demons like hawks.


    ''I swear to god¡ªI hate this feeling!''


    The problem became less of an issue the stronger you became as increasing the Lord''s level got more difficult once past level 10.


    However, because of the sheer amount of kills which slowly increased as he endured, Ikumi found a small pack of wolves or random imps that weren''t tied to spawn but naturally born lingering around.


    Most likely to join the small gathering.


    ''Phew...''


    Once the intense pleasure ended, Lancelot retained most of the Ether¡ªthen the rest was syphoned to the troops.


    Ikumi and Morgana were different due to their ranks and would increase their power along with Lancelot.


    This didn''t mean they would never increase their strength through fighting independently as their grade and race could evolve, and that was separate from the experience needed to advance.


    But this was something that, even after one lifetime, Lancelot had no clue about. Not to mention the Empire, after 2,000 years, barely knew the triggers and caused monster and troop evolution. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Sometimes it was finding a strange item related to the race¡ªothers happened through combat, but what happened for Troop A might not cause evolution for Troop B of the same race, which was confusing for most scholars.


    Lancelot lifted his left hand, looking at the glowing pink sigil to see the changes in his body.


    ''Come to think of it, when did I last view the changes?''


    He shook his head, causing silver hair to dance across his face at his lack of attention. Lancelot lifted both hands and slapped his cheeks.


    "Focus!"


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 4 -> 7


    -> Body <-


    Health: 90%


    Ether: 70%


    Summon Drive: 100%


    Experience: 5%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 8


    Agility: 9


    Stamina: 8


    Endurance: 7


    Intelligence: 7


    Wisdom: 7


    Charisma: 13


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 3


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    -> Troops <-


    [Commander (1/1)]


    Name: Lady Morgana (Succubus Queen)


    Age: Don''t ask a lady such a boorish question~ <3


    Rank: D- (Locked)


    Spells: Charm, Mesmerise, Shadow Flare, Shadow bolt


    Skills: Whirlwind kick, Raven Claw


    Loyalty: Max


    Affection: Unknown (Really?)


    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


    Current thoughts: "I saw my cute Lancelot resisting pleasure with such a cute face! Kyaa!"


    [Captain (1/2)]


    Name: Ikumi Winters


    Age: 25


    Rank: G (Potential: S+)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Shield


    Skills: Hare kick, Double Kick, Leap


    Loyalty: 79


    Affection: Moderately High


    Alignment: Neutral Good


    Current thoughts: "Master~ Master~ Reward~ Rewards~ Kill imp~ Kill imp~ pick up stone~"


    [Vice Captain (1/1)]


    Name: Marimo Winters


    Age: ???


    Rank: F+ (Potential S)


    Spells: Ice Lance, Frost Wall


    Skills: Lance Charge, Shield Bash, Shield Wall


    Loyalty: 85


    Affection: A push from falling


    Alignment: True Neutral


    Current thoughts: "My new Lord seems to like my breasts and naked body! Maybe I should keep my lower body uncovered for him?"


    [Regular Units]


    Frost Hare [9]


    Sanguine Succubus [2]


    -


    "Thankfully, all the base building and Lord things are unrelated to the combat page; otherwise, I might cry about the layout..."


    He gave a wry comment before turning to look at the sky. Currently, the sun was a few hours from setting, and he wanted to head back to the real world for a short period to take a moment to relax.


    Despite being in Avalon having great benefits, the bed in the Empire would give him a far better rest, and he was a student; first arousing suspicion so early would be foolish.


    There were people he needed to meet, like the slightly foolish eastern girl Sumika and although lessons didn''t start till next week, it might be good to visit the class and prepare, maybe asking Sebastian to buy some decent food if possible.


    ''I''m glad I can sell the imps parts for gold and silver used in the Empire without asking Sebastian, although he serves me. His primary Master is the academy and Merlin!''


    [My Lord~ what are you doing?]


    [Fufu~ do you need a hand from one of the cute girls to help you release your pressure?]


    ''It''s okay¡ªmaybe I''ll ask one of those cute sanguine girls to help me.''


    [!!!]


    [Never! My King, don''t you have me? The Queen of Succubi?]


    ''Hmmm? Oh... you existed.''


    Morgana was standing less than an inch from his back¡ªLancelot could feel her warm breath and almost felt hyperventilating as she breathed heavily and sniffed his neck.


    "Morgana, we need to hurry the hares up and head back¡ªI want to finish building the basic structure of the place before I go back to the Empire."


    "Mmm~ such a boorish man, doesn''t even play along with big sister anymore."


    "There is far too much to do. Otherwise, I might play with you."


    "Fufu~ big sister knew that Lancelot couldn''t hate her!"


    Seemingly refreshed, Morgana''s body shot into the air, her wings flapping before covering Lancelot in dust and dirt from the braid and ground before vanishing.


    A short while later, the shouting and chirping of Ikumi and Morgana arguing filled his ears.


    Then Ikumi shouted, "I''m telling Master on you."


    Moments later, her loud thumping began approaching him.


    {Master! Master!}


    {Morgana said she wouldn''t let me get my reward and would say I did bad things!}


    ''...''


    [That Rabbit Wench is lying! She didn''t want to carry the logs and kicked them at me!]


    "I don''t care..." He whispered before returning to where he could feel all his troops grouped up.


    The white Hare rushed towards him the moment she spotted him.


    "Masterrr~ that bad old lady is being too cruel!"


    "I know, I know~ how about I take you back home later and leave here?"


    "Hehe~ Master is the best!"


    With a few simple words and using the fact he needed Morgana to defend the base anyway, he managed to calm the immature Frost Hare down.


    Said Hare was now hopping beside him and speaking about various ingredients...


    Maybe for dinner?


    When the pair arrived, the scene was rather picturesque.


    Ten Frost Hares all carrying a small sledge with several logs of wood on them, while the two poor Sanguine Succubi looked at Lancelot with tears in their eyes as they, too, were forced to haul some of the things collected, stone, cloth, coins and wood.


    ''Morgana is too cruel...'' He thought before giving them all an elegant wave and smile.


    He knew their pain because the goblins were too lazy to cut the trees down the first time he made his village.


    This forced him to do it himself, as the Lord!


    "Marimo! State our gains!" He said with a commanding and elegant voice.


    The cute black Hare jumped to attention with a slight yelp¡ªsomehow, he liked to tease Marimo more than Ikumi...


    Maybe it was a sexual thing, as he could only see Morgana and Marimo as women due to how much older and more mature they seemed...


    Looking at Morgana again, who was flying around on her with nothing in her hands.


    ''Well... sometimes they seem mature.''


    Lancelot wanted to rush back and construct the wall because tonight, there would likely be an attack from a monster tribe.


    The newbie barrier only affected humans and similar races.


    But monsters, demons and random units that spot his land can attack him now!

 Chapter 29 - 29: Something Something, We Made A Village [2]

    "Alright!"


    "Alright!"


    Lancelot sat on a low stone wall just outside the first Frost Hare hut, his eyes watching Ikumi with a ribbon across her forehead as she waved her hands, shouting "alright" repeatedly.


    At the same time, Marimo and the other women hammered and chiselled the other buildings.


    "Morgana, what were the materials and looted we took from that Imp hovel?"


    He no longer wore the armour, just a smark black tunic and pants with his sword attached to his waist.


    ''It seems tonight will be difficult.''


    Lancelot wanted to stay and fight, but the nights of Avalon were deadly. His presence for a monster attack would lead to another unit to protect.


    He was only human and didn''t have the right skills for a night battle.


    ''Getting a night vision skill or ability is vital.''


    "My Lord, the total amount is 25 wood, 20 stone, 20 cloth scraps, 15 Avalon coins and some basic leather armour."


    While she announced them, he swiped his hand across the air as the black screen appeared to see if it counted everything they took.


    Resources: [25 Wood] [20 Stone] [20 Cloth] [28 Coins]


    "I need 2 Frost Hare Huts finished before nightfall."


    "Then a Cooking Station and Farm"


    "The total is 10 wood, 16 stone and 4 Avalon Coins."


    He was deciding where to sit, overlook their progress, or return to the real world.


    Because of the slight time difference, Lancelot worried it would be over by the middle of the night, and he would still be sleeping and not know what happened.


    -> Would you like to place blueprints for your troops to complete independently?


    A small map of his territory appeared¡ªthey didn''t find the right place to claim the eastern forest, but it was still only one hex in size.


    [Darling~ why are you so serious and busy~ give me some affection, or I''ll die~ A succubus dies from no affection~]


    ''You''re not a rabbit.''


    {Master ~ Master ~ why are you not playing! A rabbit will die from no affection suffering from loneliness!}


    ''You are NOT a rabbit!''


    It seemed that Morgana and Ikumi bonded slightly during the first battle, as now most messages sent to Lancelot were audible to her too.


    This pleased Lancelot¡ªthese two were the backbone of his army when he needed to be in the human world.


    His head leaned back, ignoring them as his fingers began to draw on the 2D map that showed his little unnamed village.


    At the central base of the mountain were the throne and succubus summoning tool.


    Then to the left is the main summoning hut for the Frost Hares, their two huts, and on the right is the farm''s blueprint.


    Then he added the cooking station in the centre, about 1000 metres from the throne room, close to where the horseshoe of rocks closes around the village.


    ''Morgana, you are in charge of the materials and finances. Make sure these are all built by tonight.''


    Then he spent the last of the wood in a double wall and gate across the horseshoe''s opening where the enemy would come from.


    He even spent a little extra for a small guardhouse to be fitted against the wall.


    [Anything for you, My Lord!]


    {What about Ikumi?}


    ''You are coming home with me¡ªotherwise, that old man will get too curious.''


    {Hehe~ I won that stupid old woman has to stay here~}


    [...]


    ''...''


    Somehow he felt the life expectancy of this hare was rapidly shrinking the more confident she became around Morgana.


    Lancelot walked around his village, ensuring he greeted all the Hares and checked if they were wounded or needed anything.


    He couldn''t do this in the future, but for now, while they were only a few dozen in size, he wanted to be a more welcoming Lord.


    "Phew..." Lancelot let out a long breath feeling relaxed after finally making the arrangements for the night.


    Once night came, this place could become hell if his village were unlucky.


    The first night was the worst due to only having 12 normal units, and then the 2 special ones Ikumi would be leaving with him.


    ''If only I didn''t rush... No, the greater the threat, the faster we will all improve.''


    Once outside the newbie area or inside the demon kingdoms, the danger was that all demons, monsters, and dark creatures would become extremely violent and aggressive upon nightfall.


    They would use their night vision to lead night raids on Lords no matter their size or level, and what''s worse is that they don''t care about death or pain due to the chaotic energy of Avalon''s black moon.


    The two moons are much like the sun, but the moons are different, with one being silver and the other a raven black.


    The silver moon affected werewolves and vampires, allowing them to transform or become more powerful, and the black moon affected demons and all other evils.


    Over the years, the human kingdoms managed to create a barrier that, although small, could repel most of the powers of those twin moons. It wasn''t perfect, but most of the buffs and increased power would be nullified in any human kingdom.


    ''Until the fall...''


    The fall was the day mankind and the Empire lost everything¡ªthe traitor Arthur destroyed the crystals that formed the barrier, and the demons and evils from who knows where trampled the front line.


    Humanity never stood a chance.


    Lancelot leaned back, watching as the moons slowly began to show their beautiful radiance.


    "Despite being so beautiful... Why, such beauty deigns to destroy mankind?"


    "Master? I didn''t realise you were here!''


    The soft sound of someone approaching entered his ears, but Lancelot was too tired to look back.


    Because of the stress of managing all this and his training only just ending, Lancelot was close to the end of his limits, which was mainly why he was leaving.


    He was too exhausted to fight.


    ''Morgana is quick to spot these things and made sure I fought less today...''


    "Are you leaving soon?"


    The gentle Milf Hare Marimo was carrying a box filled with what seemed to be swords and other tools that were stolen from the imps and were likely taking them to the small guard station that cost quite a bit of the remaining wood.


    "I will be. How are you, Marimo? Not worried about the first night?"


    She carried the box before dropping it beside Lancelot, who leaned against the wooden wall, her soft blue eyes looking at him with her cute black nose twitching.


    "I am scared, or was scared to even live until today..."


    "Before we came here and Ikumi vanished, we thought life might change, and there would be no more suffering or starvation..."


    "Yet months passed... and she never returned."


    Her beautiful lips seemed to be painted with a red gloss that shimmered in the silver moon''s light while looking at Lancelot with a mournful complexion.


    "Many died... because we couldn''t hunt enough to feed, and suddenly a light appeared, asking if we would be willing to join Ikumi..."


    "Finally, we got the call..."


    "Although many of us are back in that horrible world..."


    "With the 10 of us gone, shouldn''t the little ones be able to eat a meal in our stead tonight?"


    This small chat with Marimo suddenly caused a sense of shock in Lancelot''s mind. He couldn''t believe he never asked this before.


    Where did the monsters and troops come from, and what happened after losing their Lord?


    ''It''s such a harsh fate...''


    ''What happened to Marimo in my last life?''


    The mere thought caused his hand to grasp hers, tightly stroking her smooth skin subconsciously.


    "I will keep bringing them here and do everything to keep them safe. So no matter what happens or how hard the battle gets."


    "Don''t sacrifice yourself for me, Marimo. I need you all to live, to fight another day."


    Marimo''s small cheeks were filled with a pink hue, and she was thankful there was no light here due to the moon and nightfall.


    She enjoyed the gentle actions of their Lord as it was told in their world that male lords were rough and violent, sometimes treating the Frost Tribe like mere prostitutes due to how weak and fragile they were. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So on this night, under the twin moons of Avalon, Marimo thanked the goddess of bounty for allowing her to have such a gentle, handsome and brave master.


    When he released her hand, she only felt a sense of loss and cold wrapping around her body and realised that her Master was slowly seeping into her heart.


    ''Ikumi, let''s go back.''


    ''Morgana, I am counting on you. If there is a battle, don''t hesitate to contact me! Even if I am sleeping, should you struggle, let me know¡ªthat''s an order!''


    ''Your life is greater than anything else to me right now.''


    Normally he expected a strange comment or joke, but instead, there was silence.


    So he grabbed the hopping white rabbit that seemed to be a mascot for a certain battery company and pressed the button to leave.


    -> Would you like to leave Avalon?


    Y/N

 Chapter 30 - 30: The Queens Pride [1]

    The moment Lancelot vanished, the entire atmosphere of the village changed, along with the bright and cheerful aura that Ikumi brought with her.


    Morgana''s joyful and pleasant face faded, replaced by the cold demoness as she sensed he had left and began sleeping.


    ''All right, My darling listened to me and went to sleep, fufu~ he called my name before he slept.''


    "Aria, have you scouted the north?" Her voice was cold and piercing.


    "My, Queen!"


    "The enemy is a horde of wild Volken, and their numbers are great."


    She looked at the kneeling succubus nodding before waving her arm across the air and summoning the other succubus that was the spitting image of Aria with shorter hair.


    "Nel, prepare to come to help the Frost Hares gather and equip that leather armour we took from those pathetic imps. You have 1 hour."


    "Aria, gather your two new sisters and have them prime their Domina for battle."


    "Yes, My Queen!"


    Morgana watched as the two succubi left the throne room before she looked into the distance.


    Thanks to being the commander and given the trust of Lancelot, she could use the same systems as he could and use any materials if she desired and monitor the various troop''s actions while sitting on her smaller throne.


    ''Let me see how my dear is right now.'' She thought after confirming that the summoning of the new units went without an issue.


    Her face was gentle after her arm swiped to the left, showing an image of the real world where Lancelot was sleeping.


    Morgana''s smile was motherly and affectionate, like a lover, while she leaned back on her small throne, watching his sleeping face.


    ''Oi! Rabbit! What are you doing climbing into his bed naked? Your room is elsewhere!''


    Her mind shouted upon seeing the sleepy Ikumi, now stark naked with her ass and female parts completely exposed.


    She felt irritated as the rabbit''s body clung to Lancelot, her fluffy legs wrapped around him as he seemed to mistake them for the quilt and began to stroke them.


    ''...''


    "That rabbit... I''ll make sure to punish her!"


    In her anger, Morgana violently slammed her hand against the throne''s arm, causing a loud bang before the four succubi entered and knelt before her with a fist against the ground.


    "My Queen! We are ready, our Domina primed!"


    Only Nel spoke as the other three silently held their show of respect.


    "Good."


    "Let us go to the front¡ªthose damn rabbits cannot take all Master''s affection and praise."


    Woosh!


    Before she finished her speech, the four succubi instantly transformed with pink energy covering their bodies with a slight crackle and howl.


    Their form transformed from beautiful and fascinating women into monsters.


    Beautiful and charming monsters, those that a mother would tell tales to her children to make them behave a night.


    A black visor similar to dragon scales covered their forehead and hid their large yellow eyes with slit pupils while a blood-red eye was painted on both sides of the visor to imitate real eyes.


    At the same time, their beautiful skin was filled with various tattoos and runic sigils on their faces that added to their eerie beauty.


    "In Queen, we follow!" The distorted voices of each succubus sounded as they lifted into the air, following Morgana.


    Their pearly white teeth became sharp and beast-like, with mouths large enough to swallow a small animal whole.


    They might look like beautiful women during the day like the monsters assailing the walls tonight.


    These women were demons¡ªsuccubi, the brutal reapers of the night.


    Slowly as their bodies fluttered closer to the village walls, their yellow eyes could see better with the strange magical visor that glowed a dull red in the twin moons.


    Crack!


    Their skin began to harden, covering them in a strange blood-red amour hiding their feminine figure in the same armour as the visor identical to a dragon scale.


    On the scales of their shoulders was an image of two bloody swords crossed together, identical to Lancelot''s sigil and emblem.


    When they landed on the wooden rampart, they immediately kneeled as a woman with similar armour stepped past them with her black scale boots.


    Her scales are black, with the image of a succubus on one shoulder and the white crossed swords on the other with a long spear in hand.


    "Oooh!?"


    "So fierce..."


    The Frost Hares seemed to feel fear towards the five succubi.


    Especially Morgana, whose facial markings were blood-red and her voice extremely distorted and menacing.


    "Follow me; we will end this before Master even realises."


    "We must not disturb his sleep!"


    "Aria, inform the Hares of the situation and have them ready to fight until death."


    "Nel, prepare the defence. Our guests are close and of the Volken variety."


    "Yes!"


    "Understood!"


    ''Will you see my wretched form one day and turn away from me?''


    Her mind was slightly uneasy as Morgana wished he could watch her fight. Yet the maiden heart feared his disgust of the true form of a succubus in battle.


    The Domina Form.


    Demons normally have a resting form that uses minimal ether and stamina to maintain, while the males have a Dominus Form that normally boosts power and aggression.


    Like the current Volken is already in their Dominus form, their bodies a metre long with spines extending from their bodies with the crackle of flames wrapped around their sharp spikes.


    The Domina Form would primarily improve the body or add supportive techniques to allow female demons to surpass the males in speed, skill and technique.


    However, the succubi Domnia was different.


    It made them bloodthirsty and boosted their desire to fight and for sex¡ªtheir body and strength would be greatly increased at the cost of a small portion of rationality.


    Those under the control of a Lord would only direct secondary feelings and sexual desires to that person without permission.


    So they would only display increased aggression and desire to fight and kill.


    Morgana''s body was bathed in the silver and dark light of the two moons, her golden eyes slightly different from the other''s with their beauty and shimmering like they contained stars inside them.


    She opened her arm''s to the sky before muttering to herself.


    "True, we are a race created to sate lust, but sex isn''t the only lust or desire..."


    "My lust and desire are all his~."


    "The only thing left for these mangy dogs is my bloodlust!"


    Her body began to pulse with a dark purple aura, the slits between the scale of her armour glowing with a faint light as Morgana walked towards the edge of the village wall, looking down at the approaching horde of Volken dogs.


    ''My beloved master~ future king, let me display the power of your slave, commander and queen."


    Morgana watched the image of his sleeping face with her golden eyes one last time, even ignoring the fact the rabbit was dry-humping his thigh between her legs in her sleep.


    Her smile distorted and widened, revealing her large mouth and sharp teeth.


    Before they vanished with a snap!


    Now a black scale visor covered her entire face, only showing the bottom of her chin and the painted red eyes.


    She flicked her wrists, causing a dark flame to billow at her feet, slowly churning into a vortex.


    "What was his favourite saying...." Her voice was deadly and seductive as the atmosphere vibrated from her seductive and devilish tone.


    ''Ah... My Lancelot... I watched you from the moment you awakened and summoned that goblin... Your growth... Determination and passion stole the heart of this demon...''


    Her hands pressed together as if in prayer, with a black flame now swirling around her entire body like a small storm of black fire.


    ''So please accept my endless desires~ I want to ravish you, devour you and taste every inch of your body~ ah~ what god made you into my ideal man?''


    ''You will accept us. Accept ME?''


    Due to their ethereal beauty and endless charm, the succubus was once a highly sought race in the demonic lore and tales.


    But those that sought such beauty learned another fact about this race.


    They are a terrifying race to choose as a bride, filled with a strong tendency to become addicted, obsessed, and possessive.


    This becomes more intense the stronger the bloodline.


    And thus, there was a line from the demonic tomes that always reads the same thing whenever Succubi are bought up.


    "Oh~ Baal, forgive he who chooses a Succubus Queen as his Bride."


    "Ah..."


    She stood atop the wooden wall hanging over the edge and looked down at the Horde of Volken, a wolf-like demon with sharp claws and fangs with long spikes expanding from their bodies.


    They were about the size of a teenager with thick black fur-like durable armour.


    Morgana looked at the beasts that rushed towards his village like there was enough food to feed their entire horde in this small place.


    Beside her stood Marimo, who looked adorable in her leather outfit and spear.


    Ignoring the woman who seemed most likely to become his mistress, she entered the air.


    Her black hair formed round pipes filled with the same black armour and countless spikes at the tip as they danced like death tendrils.


    Morgana cleared her throat as two balls of shadow formed in her palms, crackling as they drained the warmth from the air with their necrotic energies.


    "You fiends, this is my beloved Kings land! Be gone!"


    Her body exploded with shadowy energy as the rest of the Hares and succubi shuddered from her voice''s powerful vibrations in the air.


    "You face Morgana, Queen of Lancelot!"


    The shadow energy began to swirl into large balls in the palms of her hand, crackling and distorting the atmosphere as the red eyes on her visor glowed.


    "Monsters, be gone from his empire!"


    Bang!


    Her hands released the shadow bolts that smashed into the huge pack of demons, extinguishing their existence. sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The front waves of the demons were turned into ash before the second and third waves began to rush forward. Opening their jaws in anger, dark flames bubbled from their lips.


    Their loud howling cries, blood churning and twisted like a wolf having its neck slowly broken.


    The Volken were bloodthirsty.


    "Leave none alive; our king does not need to deal with garbage of this level."


    "Yes, My Queen!" all four succubi sang with fascinating voices.


    "We, the guards of his majesty, shall extinguish his enemies!"


    Standing on both sides of Morgana, the four succubi dropped down with their red armour and gruesome mouths open as fireballs began to manifest from the tip of their tongues.


    The fire evaporated the water from the air as prickly heat assaulted all that stood within 200 metres of the women.


    Laying in bed, Lancelot''s eyes snap open, now glowing golden with slide pupils and runes shimmering side.


    His lips curved, showing sharp fangs before he collapsed, a sweaty forehead as the bedroom returned to normal.

 Chapter 31 - 31: The Queens Pride [2]

    Bang!


    The fireballs spat from the Domina succubi and exploded, causing several of the Volken to explode into flames¡ªtheir skin began to bubble before their bellies expanded before their spikes began to fire randomly into the air.


    "Kreeeee!" Their twisted screams sounded as they howled into the air.


    Morgana grabbed and pushed her hand forward before a spear formed from the black mist, forming a huge spear with a thick blade for slicing and a sharp tip for stabbing.


    "All Units, Obliterate the enemy."


    "Nel, I leave the command to you and Marimo¡ªcontinue to bombard them."


    "My Queen!?" The four succubi exclaimed as they watched her float into the air, covered in a powerful aura of both pink and black.


    "I will thin their numbers. Because Lancelot Exists, I cannot die forever... But you all can!"


    "Remember his last order!"


    ''Stupid girls...''


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    Woosh!


    With a single flap of her four wings, the black and white feathers fluttered in the air, where she vanished as Morgana approached the large group of over 200 Volken.


    Despite their pre-emptive assault, only a few dozen died.


    "Ah~ how exciting it is to be fighting for that person... Sleep well, darling~ endure the bliss of improving in your sleep~ accidental discharge?"


    "Fufu, let me suck it out of your pants and quilt!"


    Morgana didn''t feel fear or anything close when faced with these monsters¡ªher spear began to twirl around in her hand as she located the leader.


    ''Where are you.''


    Her eyes gleamed red through the visor as she stopped the larger Volken with her own power, his spikes packing quite the punch.


    ''I see... A unique spawned. No wonder it''s trying too hard to bark for new territory.''


    "Let me deliver your pretty horns to my beloved Lord!"


    Pah!


    Her body shot towards the large Volken before several fireballs and ice lances rained down on the entire pack of Volken that suddenly began to charge the wooden walls.


    Thud! Thud! Thud!


    The impact of the long icicles, around 30cm long and 10cm wide, completely tore through the black fur of the dogs, making their guts and brains explode, followed by self-destruction.


    Thousands of sharp needles began to spray in all directions from the dying Volken.


    Slash!


    Morgana''s body darted between the mangy dogs, her spear''s black blade tearing them apart as it cut their soul into shreds; her attack didn''t affect their bodies, so they didn''t explode.


    Like lifeless husks, they all fell to the ground as new dogs lunged¡ªshe flung them into the air, smashing them with her legs.


    Ker-pak!


    Their heads burst open from the impact as blood splattered against her face and chest.


    "Another~ darling, can you feel my love? Ahh~ I''m so excited!"


    "Gawrrrrruuuu!"


    Suddenly the huge Volkens body lept into the air before hundreds of spikes shot towards Morgana and the distant wall, following its loud howl of aggression.


    ''Shit... It''s serious.''


    The Queen of the Night''s eyes gleamed red¡ªher spear gripped tightly in her hand as her wings began to flutter even faster.


    Thud! Thud! Thud!


    The spikes collided with a volley of explosive fireballs and black light from her spear, each impact causing slight scars and wounds to her arms and body, its flames tearing through her black armour, filling the area with smoke as Morgana continued to flutter.


    Pah!


    ''Damn it... This stupid dog and my accursed limit!''


    Her spear swished through the air before shooting down to the Volken¡ªthe black blade became like a double-edged sword as it split open its skull and into its brain.


    However, the damage had increased greatly as the body''s spirit faded, dropping another to the ground, the Volken all leaping forward to protect their Lord, which slowly retreated backwards while shooting flaming spikes towards Morgana, forcing her to dodge or take damage.


    ''Shit, there are too many.''


    Morgana glanced at the village walls¡ªthe mass of Volken was gradually consuming them, especially now that she was taking hits and not killing enough.


    She saw the sharp spikes of the Volken pierce one of the Frost Hares before Marimo''s Black foot kicked it from the wall, letting it explode and kill another dozen of its brethren.


    Her shield and spear were accurate as she ignored her own bloody body.


    Morgana felt a sense of kinship towards her...


    ''If It''s her, then maybe she can help too...''


    ''My king... I will now use your power without permission.''


    ''Forgive me!''


    Her hands flashed as she grabbed the bottom of her breastplate, snapping the lock and chain off before shoving it into a pouch on her leg.


    ''You bastards... I won''t let you sully My Kings, FIRST DAY!''


    Ba-dump! Ba-dump!


    The world stopped moving as Morgana''s body began to pulsate, her body glowing a dark purple as energy swarmed from the atmosphere and Lancelot.


    [Summon Drive Engaged]


    A summoned commander could use this ability only if their Lord allowed them full control. This was something most would never do as they feared betrayal¡ªthis power was something that could achieve just that.


    "Ugh...." Blood oozed from Morgana''s lips as her seal was temporarily lifted, her body not able to take the full stress of the sheer amount and density of her own Ether.


    Her body became purple, her wings became eight four of each colour, while her entire body seemed to radiate black mist, sickening, alluring, intoxicating, beautiful, terrifying.


    The succubus Queen had awakened.


    "Tch... Too much power."


    Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak!


    Her wings ripped through the air as she charged forward, her spear flashing back and forth as she skewered every Volken in front of her, instantly killing dozens of them and turning their bodies into small piles of ash.


    ''For you... all the pain... Ugh..... for you... A thousand lifetimes...''


    Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak! Ker-pak!


    Her spear stabbed into the head of the Volken Leader, the others exploding behind her as she stood victorious, looking down at the monster''s corpse with contempt.


    But she didn''t finish; the remaining Volken could finally move, yet their bodies radiated towards her.


    She lifted her beautiful hand into the sky, a huge orb of flames swirling around like a meteorite made of black fire, twirling, pulling more and more Ether as it grew to the size of a small car.


    Her eyes narrowed the red lights looking at the dogs below her with scorn, disgust and hatred.


    ''Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Lancelot~ Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Do you seek me? Am I pretty?''


    There was no longer a battlefield in her mind, only the beautiful dance of Lancelot, the beautiful Hymnal he sang for her as she lowered her hand.


    Their Queen, their beloved, their succubus.


    Morgana''s curse was that her beauty was too great, not just her visual beauty, but her Ether was too pure, causing even the divines to seek her hand in marriage...


    Only the old tales of her father stopped them.


    She forgot these things at this moment, only wanting to help Lancelot.


    Yet they now knew she was in the mortal planes of Avalon!


    Then...


    Her huge ball of black flames exploded on the remaining Volken, causing an explosion that flattened the whole army.


    ''RAAH!''


    Her wings fluttered as she looked around, finding that the battle had ceased, with the enemy being turned to ash.


    Her eyes drifted over to the village, where a crowd of hares stared at her in horror and awe.


    ''I am a little sleepy... Lancelot... Can I sleep with you, just like her?''


    As she slowly flew towards the village, her wings became particles of light as they faded into the sky due to her lack of Ether before she crashed from the skies and landed in a pile of broken and burning wood.


    "Guha..."


    Morgana''s face peeked from the rubbish as she pulled herself out, the black scales now cracked and crumbling into dust.


    "Nel, what are the results?" She spoke with a hoarse voice, stumbling to her feet with a bloody, naked body, with countless Volken spines pentrating her body.

 Chapter 32 - 32: Chapter32: Right or Wrong?

    "My Queen!"


    Nels body knelt to Morgana, her black scales covered in cracks as she pressed her fist to the floor with the visor still covering her face.


    "The current damage to the walls is negligible¡ªonly a few pieces of wood were required to repair them."


    "Understood, and casualties?"


    Morgana''s body seemed slow to recover, but a part of her Ether was blocked, barely able to create a simple black dress as the spines slowly faded into dust.


    ''I need darlings to kiss...''


    ''But I don''t want to kiss him for such a stupid reason... I already did it once...''


    ''Maybe I can use that stupid girl''s lips.''


    "None of our sisters was injured or wounded, but Aria''s Domina was shattered, so she must rest for 12 hours or..."


    Their form used Ether, and troops used their Lord''s Ether directly that was transferred into their body, be it holding hands, kissing or even the extremities that some succubi enjoyed when their affection grew.


    "Seven of the Hares were injured and are slowly recovering in their huts."


    "Two died..."


    "I see¡ªmake sure to get rid of their corpses and inform the others not to tell Our King."


    [Marimo''s View]


    "My Lady!?" Marimo gasped as she walked over, her body bathed in blood and wounds, while her fur was filled with dirt and all knotted together with sweat. Sear?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The words she heard didn''t upset her¡ªit was the face she wanted to hide from her master.


    No matter how much Morgana meant to him, she couldn''t allow that.


    "Oh? What''s the matter, Marimo?"


    Marimo didn''t kneel or show obedience to Morgana, not to mention being different troops and races, but as a Vice-Captian, she had her own will and didn''t need to submit to the commander''s authority on normal troops.


    She would obey during combat, but the moment it involved Lancelot, Marimo at least would never budge.


    There was a reason her loyalty was above even Ikumi.


    In her tribe, black fur was seen as something dreaded or an ill omen, so since her parents passed away, she lived a very lonely life in the tribe.


    They might have kicked her out if she wasn''t a skilled huntress and skilled with a spear.


    Yet the first thing he mentioned made her heart tremble¡ªeven when the young males were choosing their mates, they would shun her no matter how hard she tried to make her fur glossy or alluring.


    The Frost Hares were born all females and thus needed to mate with the males of a similar breed from a tribe that usually lived less than 15 miles apart.


    If Lancelot was a female, it was likely that their tribe would have been summoned instead.


    However...


    Lancelot called her beautiful, stroking her black fur with a loving touch.


    It was like her grey world had gained some colour!


    Not only that, he even granted her a special role and treated her as if she was special and not just some ill omen.


    But that didn''t mean she was irrational and couldn''t understand both Morgana''s idea and her plan.


    ''A perfect victory, even without him, to help soothe his worries of leaving us alone at night.''


    ''Nevertheless!''


    "I cannot condone it!" Her soft voice sounded with a tinge of determination.


    "The master will be sad if he learns we hid the truth!"


    "Even Lady Morgana must understand that!"


    Marimo''s body stood to her full height, now more than a head taller than Morgana, with her arms folded under her breasts, pushing them upwards to seem even bigger and perkier making Morgana''s eyebrows twitch.


    She wasn''t a young girl or airheaded like Ikumi and learned whether she meant to or not had listened to his thoughts and feelings.


    Her good hearing helped her discover many bizarre and unbelievable things and know that Lancelot had suffered many betrayals.


    That''s why she had to stop this mistake with her little rabbit tail fluffed up.


    "Are you questioning me? Our Lord''s first, his most trusted commander?"


    "Never a question of you, but the Lord comes first! Marimo will always put his feelings first!"


    ''So angry!''


    "Fufu~ I see, I see. So you are that devoted to him, little rabbit?"


    "I''m a Frost Hare!!"


    The pair stood almost squaring off to each other as the other troops avoided the area continuing with repairs and seeing to the wounded.


    [Marimo View End]


    Suddenly the pair felt a familiar presence and the sound of footsteps approaching them, causing their little scuff to end.


    "There''s no need to fight girls." A deep voice sounded behind them as the male they were so concerned about appeared with two bodies held over his arms.


    The two lost Frost Hares.


    "My King!?"


    "Master!!"


    Lancelot couldn''t rest easy during the night, whether it was the clammy warmth of Ikumi''s thighs or the feeling that something bad would cause his chest to feel tight and uncertain.


    So he got up and decided to come to Avalon.


    ''I am sad to have lost two Frost Hare''s I never even got to meet...''


    "I will deal with their corpses. The other Hare''s have taught me the way."


    He walked past the two heading for his throne room, smiling gently at the pair.


    "Marimo, don''t blame Morgana too much¡ªher thoughts were to protect me, as she knows how much it pains me to lose even one of my troops."


    Lifting his arm that held one of the deceased hares, he lifted it over his shoulder and ruffled the soft black fur of Marimo.


    Despite wanting to give her more of a reward, the way her feet were thumping the floor rapidly showed how much she liked him stroking her ears and head.


    Lancelot continued to stroke her while turning to see Morgana bent so her horns and hair were near his other hand as if competing with Marimo.


    ''...''


    [My King... I didn''t mean to...]


    [It wasn''t to betra--]


    ''I know you, don''t worry. Good work leading them. I saw the number of corpses. The fact only these 2 died was lucky enough.''


    He gently lifted the second Hare over his shoulder, trying to be as respectful as possible as he stroked the silky hair of both women, the squishy soft ears of Marimo and the cold, hard horns of Morgana.


    Shortly after, he released them both, walking past them and vanishing into the throne room where a large braiser was constructed just outside the eastern door.


    Morgana also wasn''t stupid and felt delighted to tease the cute Marimo, who helped her awaken from the after-effects of using her Domina.


    "Stupid bat woman."


    "Don''t get cheeky, you fat little boob rabbit."


    "Hmph!"


    "Tsk!"


    -


    Lancelot''s light smile faded; he tried to put on the brightest smile while blocking off most of his thoughts from Morgana and only letting her hear the positive ones.


    The fact that he never even got to meet them made him feel like a useless Lord.


    Even the goblins he met each one knew their names...


    This may be something stupid to others, but for Lancelot, it was as big as losing a family member...


    He leaned forward, gently lifting the pretty white-haired Hares into the braiser, making sure to burn their faces at least into his mind.


    ''I didn''t even ask their names...''


    All he knew was that they were sisters¡ªthus, he would give them a new name as their Lord, at least for their last moments.


    "Forgive me for being an unworthy lord..." His deep voice sounded solemn and filled with warmth.


    "I do not know your given names, even though I should have..."


    "If we could meet again, let your names become Mirel and Tirel reborn again as sisters."


    The Lord and how he summoned troops was incomplete, but there was a myth that if a Lord gave a name to a troop that died, then one day...


    There was a chance he might summon them once again.


    He slowly lit the fire as their bodies wrapped in cloth began to burn.


    Under the night sky with endless twinkling stars with a stern face.


    Lancelot watched his first departing troops until nothing remained.


    With a weary look, he checked the time, his face with a wry smile.


    "Even now..."


    "I still cannot get used to this feeling..."

 Chapter 33 - 33: The Demon Kings Birth [1]

    ''...''


    Lancelot stood in silence, the darkness surrounding him as the crackling braiser faded a strange glint of gold in his normally grey eyes.


    [My Lord?]


    [Is everything alright?]


    Morgana''s voice sounded, but it was all a blur to him.


    The faces of his fallen troops, watching them crushed and torn apart, some begging for forgiveness while their entire family were burned to ashes.


    ''Ah...''


    ''I cannot bare this pain...''


    Looking to the stars, he thought memories long sealed the reason he broke and could no longer fight even before his blade was shattered.


    His hands were still stained with the light blue blood of the Frost Hares, trembling as he looked down at the arms that carried their weight a moment before.


    He didn''t even meet them.


    ''I let them die again.''


    He should have been here.


    ''I made a mistake.''


    [Lancelot?]


    One more time, the soft voice of Morgana, more concerned, but she couldn''t hide how exhausted her body and voice were due to using the Summon Drive.


    ''Say Morgana...''


    [My Lord! What is it!? I will help in any way!]


    She sounded worried and filled with more concern, wanting to soothe his heart as someone who knew Lancelot better than most others.


    As someone that watched him for many years.


    [Are you calm?]


    [If you must blame someone, then blame me...]


    [I am the one that left the wall for quick glory...]


    He stepped towards his throne, the bloodstream glowing brightly as it collected all the Ether from the dead demons, and only he could distribute the rewards.


    "There''s so much..." Lancelot spoke with a dull but emotional voice.


    ''Silly girl, how could I blame you.''


    ''Thanks to your actions, there were only two casualties, just two. Still... two...''


    [Lord...?]


    Lancelot''s hand touched the throne, a throbbing sensation filling his palm.


    The strange bloody Ether entered his body slowly before countless ethereal strings formed between himself and the 18 Hares, 4 succubi and Morgana.


    ''Where did they come from?''


    [...]


    ''Answer me, where did they come from.''


    [...The North... Northeast... But master, I cannot fight their base must have countless-]


    ''Morgana, thank you for trying to protect my heart.''


    [My Lord!?]


    He adored her gentle and kind actions, wanting to avoid him being hurt or agonise over losing his troops.


    To others, troops might be mere tools to attain their goals¡ªwealth, popularity, pride, women or even the crown.


    However, from the very start, Lancelot was different.


    His troops, whether a day or ten thousand days...


    They were his family!


    A man, a boy abandoned by humanity, his pride and feelings trampled on.


    Those inferior trashy troops that others would pawn off were those who supported him, fought alongside him, and never abandoned or betrayed him!


    "They can laugh at my feelings."


    A strange flame began to swirl around his feet, the dissonance of the throne vibrating as his body absorbed more and more Ether.


    "They can say I am pathetic, that It was merely a unit I never met!"


    [My Lord, wait! I am coming to you!]


    His eyes began to glow a brilliant silver before the small pupil split apart, forming a slit along the middle and spreading apart to become a cross with four stars forming in the gaps.


    [L-Lancelot!? What are you doing!]


    "I cannot change who I am, even if I am reborn once again..."


    Morgana''s shrill voice sounded as the Ether inside the throne was completely drained, most going to Lancelot, whose body began to bulk up, his muscles and veins under his skin twisting and writhing.


    ''Do not worry, my little succubus.''


    ''I will make it all go away.''


    His feet moved elegantly¡ªblood started swirling from a small cut on his right wrist.


    The blood was too much to be a human''s amount as it covered his arms, body and legs.


    A strange flame entwined with the blood as the liquid formed solid scales identical to the ones from the succubus queen''s Domina.


    [!!!]


    He could feel her worry, anxiety and feelings pouring through their connection, even her body exhausted as it was moving closer to him, rushing towards him.


    "Any eye for an eye."


    Lancelot''s body began to dart forward his body with the perfect posture for speed and balance, leaving the throne rapidly as more and more scales formed on his body.


    Slowly a film of blood began to cover his face, hiding it completely and forming a strange visor or helmet hybrid hiding everything but his eyes...


    Black sclera...


    Golden iris with the black cross pupils with stars.


    ''Marimo, have all the Hares take full rest and do not watch the gate for the next 30 minutes.''


    ''That''s an order.''


    Marimo couldn''t respond yet, only able to hear his voice as he rapidly passed the cooking station and their huts like a rapid gale of wind.


    His feet were so powerful they crushed the ground with deep cracks and holes from his blood-scale demon feet.


    "A horde for my Hares!" He spoke distortedly as four blood wings unfurled from his back. They were glossy and sharp but contained a strange, neither demon nor angelic beauty.


    "MY KING!" A lovely voice sounded from the top of the wall as he began to dash up the ramparts.


    ''Morgana...''


    ''How beautiful you are when I can see your true form and not become a drooling mess..''


    Standing in a dark dress swaying in the night sky like a raven''s father, it danced, amplifying her otherworldly beauty and charm.


    The sweat from her forehead and wounds from the battle were still slowly healing as she looked at him with soft, glistening golden eyes.


    "My King... You don''t have to do this..."


    "I can--"


    Before she could finish, a blood-red finger, hard like an iron gauntlet, pressed her soft pink lips flat, a slight squelch as her saliva dribbled from the cracks.


    "Forgive me, my queen." A gentle, distorted voice, yet it caused her heart to stir.


    More than his flirting before, than the kiss when she exchanged mana, his words were sincere, and he called her "my queen" for the first time without joking.


    "L-Lancelot... I...."


    "I promise that I shall not get hurt."


    "I promise to return to you within 6 hours."


    "I promise to take you on a date if you let me go and clear my heart."


    "!!!"


    Morgana stood watching her lips, kissing his finger to pass what little Ether she recovered into him.


    His words were sincere...


    She didn''t want him to go, but she knew this feeling was not just about the Hares today but the thousands of goblins that died because of his errors...


    Because of Lancelot''s former weakness.


    "You promise?"


    Lancelot''s wings billowed with blood and flame the former purple blades created with his [Phantasmal swordsmanship] were now blood red, forming sharp jagged daggers designed to kill and cause intense pain.


    Morgana closed her eyes, taking a step back.


    "Hah!"


    "My King, please return safely and do not forget yourself to that power."


    Her body dropped to one knee, ignoring the pain in her abdomen and the stinging from the sharp spines of the Volken.


    "The enemy is likely a demon."


    "He sent a subbordinate Lord to test you, and when I used my power, he was 10 miles to the Northwest..."


    "You lied..."


    "Hmph... you are my future husband!"


    "I didn''t want you to go out with half-hearted resolve!"


    "I see... Hahaha!" Lancelot''s laugh was deep, causing the entire ground and air to vibrate.


    Beyond Morgana''s Domina, his Dominus form seemed a level above!


    Woosh! Woosh!


    His wings began to flap the sight of Morgana''s naked body revealed as her dress created from Ether was torn apart completely, yet she remained idle and kneeling.


    Pah!


    His body shot into the air vanishing towards the Northwest at a rapid speed, maybe reaching his destination within 1 hour at most.


    ''Your true figure is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Morgana, I will make you fall for me and submit as my queen one day.''


    ''Not because of fate or destiny. I hate that rubbish.''


    She no longer looked fragile, with a smile coming to her face as she looked to the sky again covered with the raven-coloured dress.


    [Oh? Then why do you want me.]


    ''Because I fell for you at first sight!''


    ''I want you to be mine!''


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    [I''m not easy~ are you sure Mommy will be conquered by her cute Lancelot?]


    Her four succubi sisters appeared in better condition but were shocked to see the fabled Succubus Queen Morgana laughing with a heartfelt smile and her eyes filled with tears.


    ''Watch me.''


    "Aria, Nel, Tera, Sima!"


    "Yes, My Lady!"


    "Prepare the ritual for our race''s sacred training method. There is a man I MUST conquer with my own body!"


    The four were shocked as this wasn''t usually used even for spouses, but the face of Morgana left them with no choice.


    "Ah~ my cute Lancelot~ so cute~ what is that... are you trying to make my heart explode...!"


    "I will c-o-n-q-u-e-r~ you."

 Chapter 34 - 34: The Demon Kings Birth [2] [Bonus!]

    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 11


    -> Body <-


    Health: 120%


    Ether: 120%


    Summon Drive: 0%


    Experience: 3%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 12


    Agility: 13


    Stamina: 12


    Endurance: 11


    Intelligence: 11


    Wisdom: 11


    Charisma: 17


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 24cm (a great 9 inches)


    Girth: 16cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Irregular Defence - Rank 2


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 3


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 2


    Dominus Form - Rank 1


    -


    Lancelot''s body darted through the sky, his winds causing the air to howl and scream from the speed.


    He thought his ears might pop due to the speed, but the helmet that covered his nose, face and ears protected them¡ªit did not stop his mouth from becoming dry and cold.


    ''What a strange place...''


    {Master! Master!? Where did you go!}


    Ikumi''s worried voice sounded in his mind¡ªbecause he left her in the Empire, he didn''t cut their link in case something happened to her.


    ''Ah, I am just dealing with something in Avalon. Then I will be home super fast.''


    {I need to pee... where is the restroom?}


    Woosh!


    His body almost fell from the sky, crashing into a tall tree with dark bark, the leaves and twigs snapping from the impact, causing him almost to cry.


    Imagine being killed because your pet hare wanted to use the toilet!


    ''Ah... Do you see the door in my room?''


    {Hmmm... The white one?}


    He began to fly faster towards the enemy. In his vision was a vast expanse of greenery and beautiful mountains and forests, but in the far distance, his golden eyes began to shine as the distance magnified, showing a stone keep with various demons beasts walking on the walls.


    "There you are..."


    ''Yes, then if you see the white basin...''


    {Mmm? The one with taps?}


    ''Nonono! The one with the flusher and moveable seat!''


    {Ah! The one with the strange pineapple inside?}


    Lancelot''s eyebrows twitched, a hidden sorrow of being a young child and mistaking those things for fruit.


    ''Don''t touch it, but yet that''s the right one. Press the large circle when you''ve finished, and the water will disappear.''


    {Mmmm~ come home soon¡ªit''s cold and lonely without Master} sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Ah... I will.''


    "Ah... It''s cold here too..."


    He replied the short answer while speaking his true feelings as the cold air made him feel isolated, slightly chilling his anger and rage.


    Yet he wouldn''t back down.


    He couldn''t let the death of the two hares go, even if he wanted to wait.


    To kill or be killed was his way of life.


    -


    56 minutes later.


    Over 200 metres above the large castle and village Lancelot hovered in the air, his eyes narrowing while calculating the number of enemies he would have to kill just to clear the outer perimeter.


    "It seems that demon beasts spawn more than other units... 100 on the outer walls and who knows how many hiding in those hovels..."


    Lancelot shook his head, spreading both arms wide as hundreds of blood-red twisted blades began to form and swirl around his head, each one locking onto a demon below, thanks to the visor of his Dominus tracking them.


    ''Let''s start the party.''


    The ground rumbled, shaking from the demonic roars that resounded outwards, making the soldiers in the castle fall over from the shockwave as Lancelot''s eyes widened while laughing happily.


    "So this is the feeling of killing!"


    As the castle shook, Lancelot spread his arms wide as if welcoming the people of Avalon.


    "Come!"


    His body began to glow with a brilliant red and purple light as his blades of vengeance rained down on the monsters, their blades tracing through the skies until they penetrated the enemy''s core; if one couldn''t, two would; if two couldn''t, FOUR would!


    Lancelot felt pain, a throbbing in his head and muscles, but he continued to create and send down the blades of judgement to cut them down like an angel of death.


    -


    In a small room in the stone keep, a middle-aged man dressed in purple robes walked forwards, his eyes narrowed in anger as he frowned while watching the images from the magical scrying device.


    "What in the world is going on?!"


    The man turned towards another older man dressed in yellow robes, his eyes shining brightly as if he had won a lottery.


    "Is this the work of that winged devil?"


    "You don''t know? We should send the Overlord..."


    The man in the purple robes shook his head.


    "We can''t show such weakness to those damn lesser devils... at least not yet."


    The man in the yellow robes nodded before glancing up to see another image showing an intense battle between the Overlord and Lancelot.


    "Aahh... it seems that the lord of the Devildom is quite taken with that winged devil..."


    The two men smiled at each other, enjoying the sight of the war brewing before their very eyes.


    "We should leave this place and start anew... How about the human territories?"


    "Hohoho~ what an amusing idea!" The older man nodded before the inner castle suddenly became empty...


    No signs the men ever existed¡ªalong with the Ether and money they were providing, the Overlord suddenly vanished.


    -


    "You dare kill my cute Hares!"


    Can-Clang!


    Lancelot''s bloody scales formed two swords from his forearm, slashing the flesh from the neck of the enemy.


    He called himself the Overlord of all beasts!


    "You think I would allow you to live after killing two of my troops?! Die!"


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his magic scales filling with Ether as they created a shield of power, absorbing the blows of the Overlord''s fists as Lancelot grinned wickedly despite blood oozing from the corner of his lips.


    He couldn''t understand what happened; when his attack killed most of the outer demons, this demon with two black wings suddenly shot from the smaller building beside the castle and tried to behead him.


    He then started spouting about being the Overlord of this area.


    ''What a stupid race...''


    Lancelot thought to himself before his eyes narrowed as a blur flashed past his left eye, narrowly missing his head as he rolled to the right.


    ''That was close... how did he react so quickly?''


    A giant black wing pierced the stone ground, shaking the earth as he glanced up to see a face similar to the demon he fought in the Empire, but this one looked younger, its skin a pale blue with no pupils in its eyes.


    "I am the true Overlord of these lands!"


    "Yeah, yeah, whatever."


    Lancelot waved his hand in dismissal while muttering under his breath.


    "Oh great Lord, grant me your strength!"


    A sudden heat surrounded Lancelot, his wounds healing every second as his golden eyes narrowed.


    "Let''s dance."


    Lancelot''s body flickered as the Overlord shot forwards, his arm swinging in a horizontal arc while Lancelot jumped upwards.


    *CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!*


    The metal hitting metal echoed throughout the plains as the two locked their blades together, sparks scattering across the field as Lancelot''s teeth gritted in pain.


    "Uwahhh!"


    The Overlord suddenly swirled his wings, spinning Lancelot around before slamming his fist into his chest, causing Lancelot to cough and spit blood from the impact.


    "Cough!"


    Lancelot smirked while rolling out of the way, his face healing instantly as he lifted his leg high.


    ''Now!''


    With a swift kick, Lancelot caused the ground to splinter and explode, sending dirt into the air as the Overlord''s eyes widened.


    "Shit!"


    The Overlord bent backwards to dodge the blow before Lancelot appeared behind him, a red blade flying from his palm as the Overlord growled.


    "You will die!"


    A sudden blast of wind knocked Lancelot away as the Overlord''s body glowed with a dark green aura, his wings extending far into the sky as Lancelot''s eyes narrowed.


    ''So he can use magic...''


    Lancelot stood up, his body covered in mud as the Overlord approached him, his fist pulled back as he took a stance.


    "Rise and Fall!"


    The Overlord''s fist blasted forwards, smashing the ground as a rock pillar rose from the earth, aiming for Lancelot''s head.


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his fist punching through the rock as he moved towards the Overlord.


    His two blades created a vortex dancing through the sky, using his wings to move faster than the Overlord could see, his body darting around like a dragonfly¡ªwith each movement, he slashed at the Overlord''s body with the red blades from his forearms.


    Blood and flesh began to spray into the sky as the Overlord''s right arm hung from Lancelot''s blades. In contrast, the tiny daggers made from his [Phantasmal Swordsmanship] began to rain down on the weakened Overlord, piercing and penetrating him with dozens of deadly blades.


    The Overlord''s face turned purple as Lancelot''s blades pierced his body, the Overlord''s back arching as he coughed blood onto the ground.


    "Die!"


    Lancelot''s body glowed with a dark red aura, his scales filling with Ether as he unleashed a wave of energy in all directions.


    Tiny knives of light burst from the ground, slicing and stabbing at the Overlord, his body glowing brightly as he screamed in agony.


    "noooo!"


    His screams slowly died as the Overlord fell to his knees before the blades tore him apart as he exploded into a mist of blood and flesh, raining down on the destroyed village, all from their battle...


    Lancelot turned to see the Overlord''s corpse lying on the ground, his body now nothing more than ash. The villagers had fled, leaving only a few demon guardsmen behind.


    "It seems our little show is over." Lancelot''s body was heavy... he felt the desire to kill and devour throbbing in the back of his mind, but he held it off as the Dominus was filled with deep wounds and cracks.


    ''Getting home will be a pain in the ass...''


    ''Ah~ I want to sleep on Morgana''s soft chest... or Marimo''s thick thighs...''


    Little did the tired Lord know...


    He was transferring his thoughts to ALL his units, and his most primal desires were entering their little heads.


    Even the thing Ikumi was doing to him back in the Empire...


    Ah... Lancelot...


    Forever the cause of your own misery.

 Chapter 35 - 35: Rite of Sinful Seduction [1]

    Lancelot stood in the centre of what used to be the enemy''s territory¡ªsuddenly, after the Overlord was killed, he watched as the huge castle began to tremble before it vanished completely, which caused him to feel confused.


    ''Damn... It hurts...''


    His body was filled with deep wounds, not from the battle but from the scales digging into his flesh and the pressure exerted on his human frame.


    He was not ready to use this form for so long yet.


    Morgana wanted to warn him against this before he started to use the special method of the Suucbi, the Rite of Sinful Seduction.


    [Lancelot...]


    [Are you alright?]


    Her soft, uncertain voice caused him to feel at ease, no longer completely controlled by the pain within his entire body.


    ''I could be better; the Lord has been vanquished.''


    [Who cares! Are you alright!]


    Again with a more passionate and powerful voice, the depth of her feelings reaching him even so far away, causing a small smile to form under the cracked helmet.


    "Ah... You are such an adorable woman for a demon queen."


    He wanted to remove his Dominus and rush back, but the moment this crumbled, he couldn''t return to see her because he would lose his wings.


    ''I am fine, the advice you gave I should have taken... I am not ready for this¡ªmy human body could barely withstand the burden.''


    [My Lord...]


    ''Morgana, will you help me, guide me with your vast knowledge of being a Demon Queen?''


    [Lancelot... I would love to help you; I exist to serve you]


    ''Always so extreme... That''s probably why I''m falling in love with you.''


    [Hueh!?]


    ''Nothing. I will be back after collecting the remaining resources, and then we''ll rest.''


    He didn''t hear anything after that but the strange sound of someone breathing deeply and almost hyperventilating and a strange panting voice followed by a strange sticky sound.


    Lancelot decided to ignore her and began searching through the burning wasteland filled with sword marks and large dents from where the Overlord had rampaged.


    He spent nearly an hour gathering materials as the time for sunrise grew closer each moment.


    His hand swiped to the left and saw the number of resources collected added to his current total.


    Resources: [122 Wood] [220 Stone] [120 Cloth] [50 Iron Ore] [128 Coins]


    "What a jackpot..."


    The Overlord must have been in Avalon for at least a month to have this amount of stores AND the number of troops at his disposal.


    "Let''s prepare to leave¡ªI will collapse without moving soon..."


    Honestly, he was exhausted. Not only could he barely sleep because Ikumi was a thirsty hare, but the feeling of losing his troops also caused his mind to awaken completely.


    Woosh!


    Lancelot didn''t want to wait here anymore; his body launched into the air rapidly before heading towards his village.


    All the plans and ideas for the following weeks were vague due to fatigue and exhaustion.


    He couldn''t quite focus, so he gave up only making outlines of what he could do or wanted to attempt.


    They would visit the markets tomorrow and buy all sorts of food, clothing and various items that might have been missed while also using it as an excuse to take Ikumi into the town to try and meet up with Sumika.


    Thankfully the eastern girl was very kind and gentle and accepted his invitation for a cup of coffee after her morning training.


    Somehow he felt the two would get along well.


    Without the feeling of anger and rage fueling him, he could see the beautiful world of Avalon from a perspective he never did in the past.


    The huge mountains leading into the purple skies, twisting forests that wrapped around them hiding mystical and dangerous beasts, ones that could devour entire cities whole should they wish so.


    He loved the colours mixed with vibrant green and calming blue, the silver and black moons in the sky bathing him in their gentle beams.


    ''Is it because I am using a demonic skill? Why does my body feel more powerful.''


    Sadly Morgana didn''t seem to be eavesdropping; thus, he would have to wait for an explanation while the journey would take a little longer.


    His body felt a throbbing pain throughout, his muscles and bones in great pain as if he had used the Summon Drive.


    -


    It took two hours before he arrived back.


    The very scales on his body crumbled into dust as he fell from the skies, rapidly descending until he crashed into his throne room from the ceiling.


    Bang!


    "Ugh..."


    He crashed into the marble floor, the scales on his back imploding from the pressure as his mouth vomited a thick glob of blood.


    "Haa...."


    Lancelot looked to the side to see that Morgana was sitting on his throne, with both her legs hanging over each arm, spread to the limit while her fingers danced along the lips between her hips.


    Suddenly, their eyes matched...


    "Eh..."


    "Ah..."


    Despite being caught, rather than stop or slow down, her eyes looked at Lancelot''s body with a wide grin on her face, her huge mouth like when she wore her Domina as she moved her fingers faster, reaching deeper with a scooping motion while her hips trembled and bucked against her hands.


    ''...''


    ''So an erotic demon would continue masturbating when caught and use her Lord''s naked body as the side-dish.''


    [!!!]


    Lancelot wanted to get up, but his body was spent, only able to listen to the wet sounds from her sordid honeypot that filled the halls and watch her fingers elegantly dancing around her soft mound.


    "Does it look pretty?"


    "Ah... nice and pink."


    "Fufu~ do you want to taste?"


    "Maybe later."


    "Boo~ such a mean man, not sending love to his sinful Queen."


    He could only smile wryly at this disobedient little witch and would punish her for sure when he regained the sensation of his limbs.


    "Fufu~ watch me cum; that''s the reward I want~ okay?"


    "..."


    Morgana didn''t care about his silence, taking it as a yes, as she used her fingers more force, pressing further into her sticky haven of lust and depravity. S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Won''t you look~ it''s all gooey and warm after seeing your naked body..."


    "My King~ give your queen some love and affection, water her garden with your seed."


    She tried to make the sticky nectar create louder sounds to attract his eyes to her sinful snatch.


    ''I don''t have time for this...''


    [Yet look at how hard and throbbing you are just at the mere scent of my honey~]


    His mind wandered away in thought as Morgana continued to play with herself.


    ''Why did I let her talk me into this?''


    [Even if I didn''t ask, you would watch me until the end, fufu~]


    He tried to resist the alluring scent and seductive sight before him that assaulted his mind with a deadly, intoxicating venom of lust and carnal sins.


    His mind was fogged over, and Lancelot could barely think straight; he had never felt so aroused and wanted to explode.


    It was a struggle to ignore her pleas and the overwhelming urge to cum.


    "Master!"


    Bang!


    A female''s worried voice sounded before the door was banged several times, finally pushing the closed doors open.


    "Gah!?"


    ''Is that... My cute Vice Captain?''


    He immediately began to resist the pleasure of Morgana, his member becoming dormant, letting Lancelot''s overworked boy relax.


    The sound of banging and yelling was enough to alert Morgana, and she stopped masturbating, pulling her legs in as she turned to her master.


    "Tsk... it seems that black rabbit is too smart and came running like a damn hound... I was so close...!"


    "Heh... You were only trying to build my resistance to your kind; stop acting so dramatic."


    Lancelot could no longer feel the pain in his arms but was still too tired to stand up, let alone fight.


    Morgana puffed her cheeks in annoyance and then stood up to go over to Lancelot.


    "Aww~ what a shame... I thought I would make you cum with my scent and masturbation, then make you my prisoner and take your seed for myself...


    "MASTER!" Shouted the cute black rabbit Marimo who instantly rushed to his side and covered his body with her cloak.


    It was a bit small, so it barely covered his body, and in the process, she touched his manhood, causing the little hare to become embarrassed and red face again.


    Lancelot smiled at how adorable she looked when embarrassed but quickly stroked her soft hair as she helped him stand up.


    "I''m glad you''re okay... Are you hurt anywhere?"


    "I''m okay; just a little tired, but it looks like Morgana is gone, so I guess we''re safe for now."


    She gave him a serious look and nodded as she looked around the room.


    Only the lingering scent of Morgana''s body remained with a sticky mess on the black throne.


    [Idiot~ I won''t let you punish me!]


    ''Oi! Act your age!''


    [Buuuuh! I will prepare the training for you~ we will start tomorrow night!]

 Chapter 36 - 36: Rite of Sinful Seduction [2]

    "oooh~ Master! There is a fluffy cake in this shop window!"


    Ikumi''s excited voice sounded from behind Lancelot, her face almost pressed against the clear glass of a small pastry shop with a kind lady waving in the window.


    Lancelot chose Sebastian to purchase most items needed for the next few weeks.


    The basic supplies of the first day were not quite enough, and he needed more, according to Morgana''s list, which meant his silver supplies were almost decimated completely.


    ''Luckily, I could trade some Avalon coins for currency...''


    He transferred 18 coins for 180 silver.


    The ration was horrible to avoid needless inflation due to Lord, that didn''t care too much about Avalon and just wanted to live a good life as a Noble.


    This was because Lords only needed to participate in one battle yearly to keep their noble title, no matter how high the rank.


    Sadly this bred a very lazy and passive group of Lords who would only be useless in the future turmoil.


    He gave a soft smile to Ikumi, handing her a small bag with 10 silver coins, enough to buy quite a few pastries, but his chest felt strange, lacking a sense of passion or worry...


    A sense of numbness to the future, unsure if it was some side-effect to his Dominus or awakening the demon blood that was imbued in him when performing the Hymnal to Morgana.


    It wasn''t odd for the Lord to receive a blessing or second race if their troops were strong enough; some could even gain a dragon''s bloodline.


    ''Like Lady Guinevere.'' Lancelot thought, watching the excited Hare rushing into the store but then looking for trouble on what to buy, her face turning to him with a huge smile and opening her mouth and saying something he couldn''t understand.


    ''She''s like a breath of fresh winter air.''


    He saw Ikumi move close to the woman before whispering something.


    The lady whispered something back a moment later, causing the Frost Hare''s ears to flop around and her face to turn bright red.


    Pah!-Pah-Pah!


    Not to mention even Lancelot could hear the pounding of her feet that the Frost Hares seemed to love doing when shy, embarrassed or shocked.


    "Let''s hope she enjoys the taste... I wonder if Sumika is here yet?"


    He looked down at his phone before taking a seat at the public benches, a small picnic ready to be opened in front of him containing ham sandwiches, strange eastern rice, and fish rolls that cost quite a bit to have made.


    Then a few drinks and, of course, some snacks for Ikumi.


    While checking, he noticed that many messages came about 5 minutes ago from Sumika''s number.


    -> Messages From Hotaru Sumika


    "Yo~ Lancelot fufu! I have just finished training with my strict grandpa!


    He said I could not drink alcohol with foreign men, or they would eat me! (Scared Emoji)


    Yet~ it''s okay if you want to eat me! After you fight me with your swords!


    Sumika is 10 minutes away and coming by car!


    -


    Today the city was quite busy, considering that most students were off for their last break for another 4 days.


    He supposed they were getting the last freedom before life became a simple mixture.


    Study.


    Avalon.


    Study.


    Avalon.


    Sadly it wasn''t until Lancelot''s second year that they changed this and added more freedom to the Lord due to many leaving the academy to change sides and find other life methods.


    ''After all, once the poor students realise how much they can get for an Apocalypse coin in the real world, why would they work so hard for 100 Silver a year?''


    ''Not only that, but they still got to keep their noble status as long as they came to the Empire''s aid when needed. It was nothing to do with the academy...''


    "Yahoo!"


    A sudden lively voice sounded before the tapping of feet rushed towards him; almost simultaneously, the soft thumping of Ikumi''s feet also began tapping the cobbled floor before the two girls clashed.


    "Ah! A strange woman tried to sneak up on Master!"


    "Oho! A cute rabbit-like creature is carrying a bag of muffins!"


    "Hmph! Ikumi is a Pretty Albino Frost Hare! My Master said so!"


    "Waaaa! She''s so cute! Lancelot, is this your summoned commander..."


    "No, you had that sexy woman that was almost naked!"


    [Who was almost naked! I covered everything for anyone but Master! Stupid Monkey Girl!"]


    Sumika began to move around the body of Ikumi with sparkling eyes.


    It was nothing strange or sexual, but this girl loved soft toys and furry animals due to begin brought up in a household of 12 males and 2 females. It was a very tough house to grow up in as a girl.


    "Morning Sumika, you''re very energetic from so early." Lancelot greeted her with a smile before tapping the seat beside him.


    The cute kunoichi hopped towards him, but the moment her ass was about to touch the wooden seat beside Lancelot, two white furry feet dropkicked her into the distance, her agile body rolling and twisting in the air so she landed safely.


    "Oh!"


    Clap-Clap-Clap!


    Lancelot applauded while she looked proud, only looking at Ikumi with a sour look as the rabbit placed her cakes side-by-side and pushed one with two black chocolate pieces that were narrow like swords and a white cream icing towards Lancelot her little eyes darting between them as her face beamed.


    {Hehe~ Master will never know I picked it because it''s like him! Fufu, the most handsome cake! I wanted to taste it, but Master suits it best!}


    "..."


    ''What am I going to do... This girl is so adorable...''


    "Toh!" Sumika hopped onto the opposite side, began digging into the ham sandwiches, and looked happy.


    ''I''m glad I told her not to eat too much after training.''


    "So...*nom**nom* you wanted... *nom* to train at my dojo sometimes? Mmmn...so good!"


    "Ah, they are from the shop just behind you; come before noon to get the best ham and bread."


    "They also deliver, but it''s hard to get the fresh feel of the bread due to the travel times."


    "Nnnn..."


    "And training with you would be fun, no?" He added, taking a bite from the cake handed him by Ikumi; her little ears became floppy with a slight sadness when he bit into it, but still, she smiled.


    Lancelot couldn''t deny her¡ªsomehow, she was like a cute sister he wanted to spoil, although her evening actions were different from normal.


    He could forget they were man and woman and what Morgana planned to have her help with...


    ''It''s a shame Marimo cannot come here...'' Lancelot thought before pushing the second half of the sweet chocolate cake she bought him¡ªthe white cream was sweet but freshly made, so there was no aftertaste, and the chocolate was extremely moreish.


    "Ah... there''s the cream on your lips, silly hare..." Lancelot brushed the cream from the side of Ikumi''s mouth as she blushed, still licking her mouth from the delicious cake and happy he shared it with her.


    "..." Sumika watched the two flirting and began feeling slightly jealous¡ªshe kicked them both in the shin.


    Only for her little toes to feel pain from both legs, one wearing steel armour hidden underneath the other a Frost Hare with legs like titanium plating.


    "Ahh.. my toe... damn rabbit... stupid handsome foreigner!" Sumika complained in her mother tongue to avoid them noticing.


    {Master gave me the cake~ it tasted nice, but I think I tasted Master''s lips too! Hehe~ stupid old woman, I got Master''s love!}


    [I will make you into rabbit stew!]


    {Fufu~ Ikumi is a Hare idiot~~~~!}


    [Wait until I get you!]


    {Ikumi cannot wait!}


    Sumika was a little sullen for a short time.


    Still, as soon as the various sashimi and rice rolls were revealed, she stopped caring and began to munch them, fighting a secret battle under the table with Ikumi for the ones with bari-fish, a very tender white fish native to the Empire.


    "Mmmmm~ what''s in it for me if I let you train with my dojo?" Sumika asked, chewing on her food while looking at him with her playful almond eyes.


    Ikumi vanished earlier to buy something with her shiny coins, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.


    "The chance to fight me whenever I am there and trade blows without limits."


    Lancelot said with a sly smile, his chopsticks stealing the Bari-fish from Sumika that was half eaten and swallowed whole.


    "Mmmm, very tender and sweet, or was that your saliva? Haha~"


    "!!!"


    Until Ikumi returned, the table became a negotiation battlefield as the pair began to fight for food.


    Sadly, in speed, technique and power, Sumika lost overwhelmingly and thus had to rely on economic aid from the Empire of Lancelot.


    After beating her several times, he started to get full, so he would feed the ones he stole from her with his chopsticks.


    The cute Eastern girl is getting more and more flustered with each loss.


    "Let''s train... in two days... Grandpa will be mad at me for bringing a boy... you might get beaten up..."


    "Still, come?" She asked with a slightly quiet voice looking at his eyes while Ikumi narrowed hers and began to tap the table with her delicate fingers.


    "Ah, let''s meet her at 4 am in two days. Okay?"


    "Mmm! I''ll pick you up In my mom''s car!"


    ''Great... Now I can have the best training possible from the future swordmaster of the Empire and the former swordmaster...'' sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    {Master is so handsome when he looks evil! Kyaaa~ Ikumi won''t sleep tonight!}


    [STAY OUT OF HIS BED, YOU LEWD LITTLE RAT!]


    {Fufufu~ how many times does Ikumi say~ she is no rabbit, she is no rat! She is a Hare~ Master''s Hare!}

 Chapter 37 - 37: Rite of Sinful Seduction [3]

    After the meeting with Sumika, Lancelot took Ikumi shopping, mostly buying things like emergency food, bandages, and a few weapons practice books for the troops and Ikumi herself.


    ''To think basic books are only 10 silver but novice books are 100 each...''


    Lancelot didn''t mind spending most of the money because while he was spending the day with Ikumi, both Morgana and Marimo were clearing the eastern forest for more wood, stone and other supplies.


    He looked at the cute girl hopping around with her new book on spear techniques and basic shield arts. To Lancelot, these were books he read while studying as a younger boy, but this was a treasure for the Frost Hare, who usually fought with instinct.


    Although fighting naturally has benefits, there are gaps due to a lack of knowledge and understanding.


    Thus he would try to slowly buy several copies of each book and various weapon types for all his units.


    This didn''t apply to higher races like the succubi, who belonged to the demon race, which were born with the knowledge but had to practise to learn.


    Yet he was sure it was still better than nothing.


    [My King, tonight I would like to perform the first ritual of our Training rites.]


    ''Umu, I wonder what it''s like, but I will wait until later.''


    ''Is there anything I need to do?''


    [Make sure you are full of vitality, relaxed and clean]


    ''I see...''


    This was a little troublesome. He managed to get a strange sword booklet from an old lady in a weird antique store.


    The skill wasn''t amazing, nor was something super rare like the novels non-Lords would read and then use that to imagine the life of a Lord.


    It was a set of several guard styles and stance practises that focused on a fluid guard, elegant wrist and forearm movements, and taking blows with great shock.


    [Did you have a good day? You seem a little down...]


    ''Ah... The book I found that made me want to practise a little before...''


    [My King...]


    [...]


    Her voice was a little frustrated, but then she sighed.


    [I think you can practise for 2 hours... try not to exhaust yourself, or you might die for real]


    ''GREAT!''


    Lancelot loved to improve his swordsmanship, even if it was only a slight nudge. This was more of why he wanted to know Sumika. Her Eastern style of dual swords was amazing in his eyes.


    The speed.


    The accuracy.


    The beauty!


    Sumika and her grandfather''s skills were beyond most Western swordsmen because they tended to train as little as possible and make up for it with pure strength or by adding a shield.


    ''I cannot wait to visit her dojo...''


    [One would think you don''t want the swordsmanship, but that Eastern girl herself...]


    ''Ah, I want her. Don''t be jealous.''


    ''There will be many women I want. She is talented, and I cannot let her die because of idiots.''


    ''Sumika will be my most valuable ally!''


    [What about that slutty teacher? Evaine, was it?]


    ''She is different...''


    [Fufu~ remember that your body and soul are mine, or I might just have to kill a bitch.]


    Lancelot and Ikumi entered the lift towards his apartment; he saw Guinevere and Sumika entering their lifts together, nodding to the pair.


    It seemed that Guinevere wanted to speak to him, likely after hearing about his meeting with Sumika, but his feelings for that woman were still sour...


    [Will you keep pushing that woman away?]


    ''Ah... Because of her, we lost 20,000 people.''


    [Hahahaha~]


    ''What''s so funny?''


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    "Sorry, Ikumi..."


    "It''s fine~ 10 cakes... and maybe I won''t tell on you, hehe~."


    He knew she wasn''t bothered, or her body wouldn''t be rubbing against him, her soft cheeks brushing against his despite her ears flopping in his hands.


    Lancelot felt blessed to have both Morgana and Ikumi in this life...


    Somehow he felt without them, he might become a cold, boring killing machine which might work in the short term, but against the intelligent Lords and those with allies, his blade can only cut so many people...


    He needed allies and people to bring him back from his anger and stubborn mind.


    Lancelot was truly blessed with Ikumi soothing him and Morgana pressing his buttons, constantly grinding him against the whetstone, sharpening his mind, and helping him to get past his past issues and emotional hangups.


    "We are home! Toh~ Ikumi goes to eat her cakes and reads the book! Hahaha! Ikumi Kick!"


    Lancelot watched as she kicked open the door and shot inside, no longer timid, her fluffy white feet hopping to her room in seconds.


    [I will prepare for the ritual¡ªbring Ikumi to Avalon at 11:00 pm, okay?]


    ''Ah, thank you. Don''t work too hard...''


    [Don''t worry, I am happy to do this, I will do anything for you]


    .


    ..


    ...


    Lancelot was like Ikumi as he rushed to the training room, instantly removing all his clothes and wearing only a tight pair of support boxers while wielding his Gale sword in dual sword form.


    "Okay... let''s see here... Vertical swing in a half-moon orbit... then thrust.."


    Woosh! Clang!


    Several hours later, time moved by before he even realised it.


    The number of times he struck his sword and adjusted his guard until his wrists and body felt quite exhausted.


    "Haa.... what time...? Shit... it''s been 5 hours... it''s 10:00 pm..."


    -


    "Ikumi! We need to go, Avalon!"


    "Noooo~ Ikumi has more cakes to eat!"


    "Don''t be a bad hare! I''ll buy you more tomorrow, okay?"


    "Mmmm.... the Lancelot cake too?"


    "Lancelot cake?"


    He then realised the cake she meant and started laughing as she left her room completely naked, covered in a slight bit of fur between her thighs.


    "I remember... but why are you naked?"


    "The old woman said so!"


    "..."


    "You know she''ll beat you up one of these days?"


    "Mmmm, then I''ll run away crying, and Master will protect me! Hehe~"


    The blue light of the portal enveloped them as Lancelot shook his head. He hated the sudden feeling of his stomach being tossed around, which made him nauseous.


    Yet it felt a little better today...


    Because he was strong, or because he became a part demon?


    .


    ..


    ...


    When he arrived in the Throneroom... It was strange...


    Large candles lighted the white room with a sensual ambience, a bed with black silk sheets and pillows in the centre while four succubi stood at the four corners of the bed, completely naked, their golden eyes covered by their visor...


    Like a half-domina form.


    Tap...


    The gentle sound of bare feet slapping against the marble floors approached them from behind.


    Morgana, with her black and purple hair tied in a ponytail showing her sexy neck and erotic chest lines, was only wearing a silk robe that slowly slid from her body as she approached.


    Her face only smiled gently towards Lancelot before her figure changed into a strange pink mist vanishing...


    [Master, please be prepared]


    ''For what!?''


    [Our Rite of Sinful Seduction]


    [The training manual is only allowed to the Royal family of the Succubus race]


    [Now~ enjoy!]


    He could feel her joyful voice from her words before the pink mist swirling around Ikumi, who seemed to be changed the more she sniffed.


    Her red eyes slowly changed to a strange golden red with black highlights forming in her hair as she stepped forward and knelt before Lancelot.


    "My dearest Master, please accept my utmost devotion and love."


    The voice was Ikumi, but the tone and aura were Morgana, but before Lancelot could speak, the four naked succubi wrapped around his body and began to remove his clothes before carrying him to the bed.


    "Tonight..."


    "Lancelot du Lac shall become my household''s first and last Royal Incubi."


    "Girls, worship him as your Lord and King!"

 Chapter 38 - 38: Rite of Sinful Seduction [4 - R18]

    Lancelot''s body was gently pushed to the bed, several beautiful succubi naked with their faint blue skin shimmering from the torchlight.


    Their pink nipples bounced along with their voluptuous breasts with each movement before each one stood in a different corner of his bed.


    Opening their mouths, a beautiful yet eerie language began to sing from their pink lips.


    "V''hrulnaelth, mor''demon, mal''kai naerudol."


    (We praise our future lord and king, blessed be his reign)


    The girls began to chant it gently, each with a different pitch and timbre, while their fingers began to slide along their naked bodies, stroking their flesh in a depraved manner, making lewd motions like they would to someone. Their heads swivelled back around the bed as all eyes locked on him.


    "Mor''r-rakis se''wil sullorri illahjal."


    (Let us worship him together )


    A collective voice joined into harmony until he had no doubt dozens more of them stood above his bed chanting his name with great reverence.


    "Eadar de m''verrush, vae an ronil?"


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    They began to sing a twisted but affectionate demonic song, the words didn''t make sense, but he could feel their arousal and affection towards him¡ªthe scent of their sexual pleasure lingered, as well as the sweet taste that began to flood his senses.


    It was intoxicating, even in a small amount that made Lancelot''s hands tremble.


    They smiled at him invitingly, letting their legs part before his face¡ªslowly, each succubus slid its slippery slit over his arms and legs, causing him to feel frozen in place.


    Unable to move as their hips gyrated and slid further, moans of pleasure and passion echoed from their lips as they stared at his long, erect member with a respectful gaze.


    Smiling cruelly at him, each succubus bent lower to lick her soft finger as she raised it close to his face¡ªtheir feminine fleshy fluids mixed with their sweet juices.


    Each succubus began to stroke their sticky finger along his lips before letting it slip into his mouth, their hips moving faster to use his limbs as pleasure tools.


    He pulled away¡ªthe flavour was sweet and delicious, like candy, something sweet. They watched with desire-glazed eyes as he reluctantly pulled from them and groaned. With only a look at the ceiling, the women repeated the process as a lust-filled chorus chanted from the corners.


    Fucking beautiful.


    As he drifted closer to sleep, each succubus seemed to watch for signs of ecstasy upon his face and mischief to escape his open and drooling lips, their eyes alight with playful giggling.


    A hand caught his neck, pulling his face towards the side as their slender pink nipples gently slid over his tongue, eliciting a pleasured whimper and heavy breathing as her sisters began to join the obscene feast.


    In the centre of the room, Morgana, with her white hare''s ears and golden red eyes, looked at Lancelot as the succubi began to kiss, lick, taste and tease his body with their breasts, fingers and tongues¡ªhis groans echoing around the throne room while his huge member bounced with delight each moment that passed oozing with his thick, sticky essence waiting to be devoured.


    She leaned forwards to whisper so he could hear her voice, the rest of the room and pleasure seeming to vanish momentarily.


    "I want you to see this; I need you to experience what is happening here and understand why we must do this." She said quietly, looking up with her piercing eyes.


    "You are important to me, my knight, king, my love. You must know your worth¡ªyou are a man only I can have."


    Morgana''s eyes began to glow with a golden light, eight wigs spreading from her back, four white and black, before exploding into feathers swirling around the large bed as she stepped forward.


    "Zor''lekth, mor''demon, mal''kai zanaheldur."


    (Step back, the king is mine to lay)


    Seeing her movements, the lewd succubi stepped back, their bodies filled with large amounts of his essence now in the corner, singing their eerie chant again.


    Lancelot watched Morgana, his body and eyes filled with a lust that he had to vent, yet the chanting of the succubi seemed to chain him to the bed, only able to watch his throbbing shaft fill with thick veins and drool his sticky sap down the tip.


    "Lancelot..."


    ''Morgana...''


    Morgana looked around, her arms spreading out as she, too, began to chant the dark language long forgotten, taking a small dagger with an ornate style, a black handle with a guard made of succubus wings with the spade for a small pommel.


    She lifted the blade, sliding it along her skin, the tip pressing down on her alluring white flesh, leaving a slight trail of blood along Morgana''s pelvic area.


    "Drae''morghil v''hru''athor, beloth nael''thun''dur."


    (I bestow upon you the gift of my blood)


    With a slow smile, Morgana moved to the edge of the bed, standing before Lancelot, her arms reaching out as if beckoning him, the blade pressed against her chest, the blade erotically squishing her nipples and chest.


    The succubi in the room stood silent, watching the two beings together as they continued their strange ritual, the air growing more charged with anticipation and excitement as Morgana pushed the point deeper between her breasts, making her gasp in pleasure, the thick black blood oozing down her body, along her abdomen...


    Its sticky stream slipped through the pure white pubic hair and flooded her pale slit. The succubi watched, their voices echoing across the room as Morgana removed the dagger, licking her finger clean, then using her hand to smear her blood onto Lancelot''s cock, coating its length.


    Her hands gripped his thighs as she pulled him forwards, moaning with delight as the tip of his member glided along her slippery opening, teasing her entrance.


    "I want you so bad..." Lancelot groaned, his muscles tightening from the strange ritual, lust and desire dominating his mind, the lust he kept sealed from when he met the Demon Queen Morgana...


    "If we complete this ritual... there is no going back, My King..." Morgana teased, letting her pussy pressed against his long shaft, the wet nectar leaking from her tight opening, coating his throbbing cock and squishing into her pink petals.


    He nodded slowly, unable to speak, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she rubbed herself along his dick, her softness enveloping him like velvet, the head pushing inside.


    He grunted with pleasure as she took more of his thickness into her depths, feeling the familiar warmth and tightness of her snatch as his cock penetrated further into her hot cunt.


    "That''s it, Lancelot.... push your thick cock into my virgin pussy~."


    {Master~ it''s so big... Ikumi''s insides are going to tear!}


    He gasped, feeling the first stirrings of pain as his massive erection slid into her, his balls hitting her ass as he entered her depths.


    His legs shook with pleasure, the pain mingling as he felt himself begin to move in and out of her.


    Her lips wrapped tightly around him as he thrust forwards, driving deeper until his hard meat was buried deep within her quivering channel.


    "Mmmm, Lancelot~ you are the first man to enter this Morgana in any way or form~ Nnnnh.... don''t hold back! Fuck me with all you have until those heavy balls squeeze their hot load inside me!" Morgana goaded him, her pussy tightening with her will as bubbles of her moist honey began to ooze from their connection.


    "Morgana... Ikumi..... It feels too good inside you both... Better than any woman before..."


    {Master~ don''t compare Ikumi to others~ ahh... it''s good... the pain has become a fluttering feeling~}

 Chapter 39 - 39: The Finalé [R18]

    A moan escaped Lancelot''s throat at the sensation, feeling his member slide in and out of her tight passage, her inner walls squeezing and undulating around his pole with each thrust, his shaft moving smoothly in and out of her slick hole, her juices flowing freely over them both.


    "You two... are amazing... it''s sucking my cock deeper inside. Is that your womb? Ah... it''s so hot..."


    His hands found hers, grasping her fingers, gripping them tightly as he drove deeper, the bed shaking from the force of his thrusts, the wooden frame creaking under their weight.


    With slow strokes, his hips pounded into her wet, willing channel, her thighs slapping together as her hot nectar of sinful desire coated his crotch.


    Their eyes locked, his face full of lust as their hands squeezed the other''s sweaty hand.


    "So... tight, so wet... I want you so much, Morgana... Ikumi!"


    As Lancelot spoke, her pussy spasmed, a powerful surge of pleasure shooting upwards inside of her loins, making her groan in rapture.


    She gasped as the cock filled her, his heavy balls brushing against her soft ass, slapping against her damp skin, the succubus writhing above him, her pussy stretched to the limits from his pulsing girth.


    "Lancelot~ it''s so deep inside me... it doesn''t hurt... my purity... is gone Mmmmmm! I wanted this so bad~ to taste you for so many years... Haa...."


    She moaned, eyes widening with pleasure, her hands digging into Lancelot''s back as she arched her lower back.


    The tip of his member touched the spot where her pussy joined with her stomach, the roof of her pussy just above her cervix, causing her hips to bounce erratically,


    Morgana moaned as her ass clenched, crushing his hard cock between her wet, slippery folds as her warm honey oozed from her depths.


    Pleasure rippled through his veins, each powerful jerk sending electric shocks from the end of his shaft up the underside of his dick and spine. The demoness had taken over his mind completely.


    "Y-Your body feels... so strong inside my hot pussy, Lancelot! You can feel what happens when I cum~."


    The succubus said as she bucked her hips against the knight, her tight hole quivering as its juices trickled out, gliding over his skin and coating his cock, hot nectar burning her insides as they seared deep inside her.


    She felt her clit twitching with pleasure, throbbing against the rough texture of his pelvis as it ground deep against the sensitive nub.


    Lancelot grunted at his orgasm, beginning to build a strange feeling of something entering his blood, body and spirit as he did, her cunt milking him, squeezing him with her slimy wet channel, wrapping around him and wringing tight, before loosening and soaking him in her hot honey.


    He moaned as she tightened as another climax washed over her, feeling her slick heat surrounding his member like a silken sheath, squeezing it, milking it, forcing each pump with urgency as his member jerked inside her wet twat with each twitch, each thrust.


    Her lips puffed out in pleasure, and her mouth opened in a silent soundless shriek as she tensed above the male, leaning forward her soft pink lips kissed him passionately,


    "I love you more than anything... My lord Lancelot... My love~."


    With every squeeze, she could feel her pussy tightening more. It was growing hotter. And then she felt the hot liquid inside her burning up towards her womb like a volcano''s fiery eruption!


    She knew what was about to happen, for there had never been anyone who took such good care of her...


    Morgana''s body heat suddenly became searing, her tongue sliding around his mouth like a thirsty woman, sucking on his saliva, before her body pulled up with a wet pop.


    With a sluty movement, her hips moved faster and faster, galloping like a horse, her glazed eye looking at him before whispering in a gentle voice like a maiden whisper, a wife''s serenade, a queen''s plea.


    "Nol''thuk aldrin, v''zorneth''kai v''drae''moru. Mor''kai zanaheldur. V''roth''eldur."


    (On the next climax, I will become yours, and you mine. for Eternity)


    With an orgasmic wail, Morgana exploded in pleasure, feeling his huge cock expand inside her hot flesh as the rush overtook her entire being, his thick meat buried deeply within her wet walls.


    Lancelot felt his orgasm rip up his hips, his shaft erupting with hot cum, spraying jets of sperm into her cunt before she screamed his name loud enough to echo throughout Camelot,


    "LUANTHU, LAITHOR LALAK''THAHV''SAR''VORAH!!" Morgana screamed out, her body erupting with a powerful pink blast sending all four succubi shooting against the white marble with blood oozing from their mouths and noses. The pink light all began to pour into Lancelot''s body... filling him with her existence.


    In a flash, he snapped, releasing everything inside, a powerful burst of semen, flooding her interiors again and sending Lancelot wriggling, dazed from the sudden burst of ecstasy.


    The succubus let out an animal cry as her cunt spasmed around his cock, his climax hitting her hard with a thunderous roar before she was forced over onto his chest, gasping as her knees were unable to handle her intense multiple orgasms in quick repetition.


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    Their breathing grew slow, but the warmth continued flowing, searing hot now, not just his orgasm but hers and their shared bliss, sweat and lust pouring between them like a flood through some narrow pipe.


    Morgana''s body was now her own, and Ikumi both lay on his chest, her fingers stroking his muscles while Ikumi slept with a content face...


    As she slid her finger down, Morgana''s lips kissed him chanting soft words with a strange, twisted smile.


    "Nal''drae! Nal''drae!! Nal''drae!!! Nal''drae!!!! Nal''drae!!!!! Nal''drae!!!!!"


    (I love you! I love you!! I love you!!! I Love you!!!! I Love You!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!)


    Lancelot could only hold both of their heads, stroking their soft hair.


    Something was happening to his body, different from the ritual she described... he could feel himself transforming... evolving... and the touch of Morgana no longer seemed to make him feel so tired...


    There was warmth around his lower body as Morgana moved her hips slowly, swaying with a sticky sound before she began to move faster, her ass moving with a gallop, the wet sound of flesh slapping, causing his dazed mind to jolt away.


    His eyes opened to see the Succubus Queen Morgana riding him like a cowgirl, her eyes filled with a twisted, obsessive affection...


    Yet he didn''t stop her.


    Lancelot''s hands wrapped around her large ass, the soft flesh letting his fingers sink into it, pulling her down harder when she dropped, helping her speed up, as his hips began to match her gallop in reverse once again, hearing the wonderful sound of the Succubus Queen panting in pleasure and reaching another climax.


    When her eyes matched him, somehow he whispered the words she obsessively spoke at the end as he entered her.


    "Nal''drae Morgana!"


    "!!!"


    The next moment, his vision went black.


    His body began to convulse while his cock throbbed, spurting jet upon jet of semen into her womb as her soft, sticky tunnel began to tighten around him rapidly¡ªthe words he said made her eyes turn pink, brightly shining as her wings once again unfurled, helping her pound against him even harder.


    It seemed she lost control and began to suck him dry, her insides now wringing him worse than a restaurant dishcloth~


    Yet it seemed she felt just as much pleasure as her pleasure seemed linked to his, causing her to scream and beg for mercy.


    "Please... Lancelot... I will die... Haa.....someone..... pull us apart.....Haaan.....it''s too addictive!"


    She seemed to lose control, her pussy clenching at his throbbing prick as if it wanted to get even bigger and deeper.


    A few last bursts spattered deep inside her womb before she let out a shuddering gurgle, her wings unfurling. She fell limp atop him, but her hand found his arm and squeezed. Morgana whispered into his ear:


    "N''luthu aldrin nol''tho nal''draa'' nek''thorv zarneth... kar nonlethal aly''gha''a... kon nul''thak nal''drasar..."


    "...Rin''n''yath''ha!" (Now and for Eternity)


    She sighed as her eyes returned to normal, kissing him passionately before collapsing completely, her face now shiny and fresh... but her lower body a complete mess with floods of his semen and her juices flooding the bed and throne floor...


    A small crest formed on his and her pelvis, matching... one with the demonic word for Queen, the other King.


    Her cries of pleasure resounded through the entire Demon Kingdoms!

 Chapter 40 - 1: Lancelot - The Incubus King

    The sound of birds chirping filled the silent throne¡ª6 Succubi were walking around in their loose black robes. They were building more huts and buildings for their commander, now on their break.


    So they all came peeking into the throne room for a chance to see the sleeping Lancelot, his body still in a deep sleep alone in the solemn room.


    "Do you think he''s going to wake up today?" Aria asked as she looked up to the sharp-looking Nel, who held a small crystal that seemed to reflect the naked image of Lancelot and his still-standing morning wood.


    "Mmm, Queen Morgana said his body would first change inside his body.


    "His organs will become more durable and able to store more Ether and use it to temper his entire body as he breathes."


    One of the new succubi with red skin and golden eyes looked curiously at their Lord, having never seen him before.


    "He looks so beautiful, and the scent of his throne room makes my heart palpitate..."


    "Careful, Krona... He is no longer a mere human Lord..."


    "Eh?"


    "Queen Morgana didn''t use the normal succubus rite on him... She chose him as her husband and made him a half incubus... One with the highest quality of Royal blood." Nel explained, pushing up her black glasses with a single finger.


    "So if you enter, you''ll probably be drowned to death in his thick essence like a drug than him being drained by us."


    Hearing that all the Succubus nodded to each other before rushing away to continue with the small training arena, Morgana asked them to build, which was modelled on the human training room in his apartment.


    It seemed Morgana wanted less reason for him to return to the Empire and for Lancelot to see this as his true home...


    Her love and obsession after losing her virginity was no joke...


    Something good did come from the ritual...


    Now she and Ikumi were closer than blood sisters¡ªthe hare no longer bickered as much with her and instead began to work together for their beloved Master.


    ''They made Master smell so good...''


    *Sniff**Sniff*


    Marimo stood at the entrance to his throne after hunting today, they stored the valuable aura in the huge throne, but somehow she felt lonely.


    Last night she defended the walls with her sisters.


    Feeling their Master''s presence made them all excited. Only a single pack of 12 Volken was attacked, and the reinforced Hares with 30 units easily managed to deal with the enemy.


    ''I want to brag... Tell him we summoned 12 sisters with a rare spawning chance...''


    ''Master... I want to be special too...''


    The black furry tail on her little buttocks wiggled as she stepped into the room, her height over 6ft.


    Marimo stood fully before creeping towards the bed, sitting on the edge with her nose constantly sniffing and twitching¡ªLancelot''s scent before was like the summer grass, a delicious scent for all Hares.


    Now...


    ''He smells like the winter snow and warm carrot soup...''


    She didn''t know how to put it, but his smell felt like home and made her hungry¡ªit wasn''t the hunger for eating but the hunger for copulation.


    Thankfully her willpower was strong enough to resist the temptation.


    "Master... Marimo killed 19 enemies alone! Her spear was a little broken, but Nel and Aria helped fix it as they now run the blacksmith hehe~."


    The scene was quite picturesque.


    A white throne room with a jet black throne filled with blood swirling around its arms and backrest, two huge red flags on the white marble behind the throne with Lancelot and Morgana''s symbols.


    "Then Ikumi woke up late. She came into the barracks and smelt funny, like a wet dog but refused to shower and walked with a strange limp... Today she struggled to jump and hop around, so she only killed 2!"


    "So Marimo won! Hehe~!"


    Lancelot''s eyebrows moved gently each time her soft voice spoke, and her delicate fingers brushed his cheeks and face, occasionally tickling his lips, enjoying their soft feeling as she squished them and felt his warm breath blowing against her hand.


    Her blue eyes flickered as she leaned forward as if entranced by his delicious and sweet scent, the warmth of his body soothing as she pressed her lips against his cheek, instantly filled with a huge amount of essence as she kissed him.


    ''Hueh!? It feels too good!! My crotch itches!?''


    Marimo quickly pulled away, her eyes shining like the sun while her tanned cheeks reddened.


    Unlike the other Hares since coming here, the black Haired Marimo spent the most time with nearly nothing on, the two suns of Avalon quickly giving her a healthy almond tan.


    Scared because of the strange feeling in her crotch, the sticky, wet love juices now flooding from deep inside her, slipping down her legs and staining her soft black fur, and the racing of her heart made her jump back and hurriedly skitter out of the throne.


    Yet her eyes and heart lingered on the beautiful scene of her naked Master sleeping peacefully as she locked herself in her private room.


    For an hour later... the sweet song of Marimo sounded while all other Hares were training in the yard created by Morgana; she was training her own body to accept her Master shortly.


    Back inside the throne room just before Marimo left.


    A creamy arm lifted from the silk sheets, filled with dense but compact muscle, each part of him completely divine as he seemed to emit a sweet and alluring scent, slowly brushing the cheek where Marimo kissed him.


    "What a cute little hare... You are already special to me." Lancelot''s voice was a little deeper and distorted.


    Yet the world seemed to tremble like when Morgana spoke, seeming to charm anything that approached as a beautiful pair of silver birds began to sing to him, perching on the tip of his finger.


    [You are awake, My King]


    ''Morgana, you can speak more freely in private.''


    [My beloved~ are you well? There are no issues with your body, right?]


    [Is your cock fine, your hands? Tongue? Eyes?]


    Lancelot smiled bitterly at her slight sense of insanity, but the changes in his mind and body seemed to find this endearing, even adorable!


    "I am a lost cause now... That girl did something to me, but I don''t mind. She seems more relaxed and at peace."


    "Let''s make time to speak to Ikumi tonight... It wasn''t just Morgana that gave something to me last night."


    ''Calm down, Morgana I am fine.''


    ''However...''


    [However!?]


    ''You have become so dear to me... My heart seeks you even now as we speak...''


    [!!!!]


    As he said earlier, it wasn''t just Morgana that he felt this way, but Ikumi.


    She seemed too shy or embarrassed as he spoke to them both, yet Ikumi only replied with strange squeals, cute noises, and her feet slapped against the ground.


    This at least allowed him to know she was overly happy, excited and embarrassed and didn''t dislike him...


    Rather she began to see him as a man...


    [That... are you mad at me darling~ Big sister... will give you her ass if you forgive her.]


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    ''Don''t give stupid compromises that you will love. I am not mad¡ªat first, I felt you might have betrayed me as that was not a normal ritual...''


    ''But the moment I entered your depths, I could feel everything you kept from me, those feelings of helplessness, loneliness and your slight obsessive affection...''


    ''So you watched me from being a 4-year-old? In the past life?''


    [Ahhh~ darling, don''t remember! I couldn''t help it... your face appeared when the most powerful demon conjugation mistress foretold my future romance!]


    [I waited a whole 30 years!]


    Lancelot was silent for a few minutes while his face smiled and slowly climbed from the bed, checking his changes could wait...


    Now he was going to greet all the new troops.


    Never again would he let them die without meeting them again!


    ''Morgana.''


    [Yes...?]


    ''Thank you for finding my parent''s remains and giving them a proper burial.''


    ''I love you even more, seeing the little things you did for me secretly.''


    [Ah... that... Let''s have sex?]


    ''Hahaha, I can understand you more now that I''m half incubus... as I had the same thought.''


    ''Luckily, my human side remains...''


    ''So let''s fix the base and build a perimeter wall where we will post a quarter of the Hares with bows to protect the base in shifts.''


    [Fufu~ I am glad you remained the Lancelot I loved, just super improved!]


    ''I will only get better, as a Lord, in battle and the bedroom~ haha!''


    [Eh!? Lancelot is lewd! So rare... why didn''t I record it!]


    ''Come, meet me by the blacksmith; let''s have a mini date while we circle the village and try to conquer more of the forest together.''


    [Mm!]


    He left the throne room with a wide smile, now his teeth had a few sharp fangs, but that added to his devilish charm and sex appeal.


    "My first day as an Incubus... Let''s make it a good one!"

 Chapter 41 - 2: Capturing Sherwood Forest [1]

    Lancelot walked through his village, now slowly thriving; there were 5 huts for the Hares to live in, and the Succubi began constructing their own living space building around the throne room, now two side buildings on the east and west and seemed to be forming a large mansion with the throne as it''s the central point.


    "Darling!"


    Morgana skipped over, leaving the floor as her wings fluttered softly¡ªLancelot grasped her body in his arm, bringing her into his chest, her slight weight barely noticeable after his transformation.


    "Hello, my Queen." He greeted them, kissing her lips and pushing her mouth open to enjoy the taste of her saliva.


    While he enjoyed the warmth of her velvety skin, brushing her soft mounds with his palm, enjoying their squishy soft texture and the slight moan from his little demon''s mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck.


    "Mmmmph~ so forward now... are we going?"


    "Ah, let''s first look around the village and then use the capture stones to claim some territory."


    They began to patrol the village, checking that the buildings were to his liking... He was originally going to wait a while before upgrading, as there were a few days left until school started, and he would lose his advantage.


    ''So today I''ll upgrade the walls, build some more things and take at least 5 squares of the forest.''


    "Darling~ your cock is poking my ass. Should I relieve your stress with my tail? Fufu."


    "Sure, but don''t remove my pants."


    Somehow Lancelot felt that response was different from his normal self, but becoming an incubus had made him more of a sexual creature, and this little foreplay was a greeting.


    ''Well, her tip can absorb the semen anyway, so there won''t be a mess.''


    Lancelot opened the Lord''s building tab to check the resources gained and spent while seeing what he could add to the village to protect them when he was busy most.


    A slight rustle sounded before the cool black tail of Morgana began to slip into his pants¡ªher soft, sleek tail felt great as it coiled around him.


    Her buttocks shifted slightly as she started to slide along his member, the tip of her tail smearing a sweet-scented lubricant that caused his member to become rock hard.


    "That feel''s great, Morgana... keep going with that movement, wrap the end with your tail''s fat tip."


    "Mmmm... it''s really hot... and pulsing inside my tail."


    [Stone Wall x 1 Metre]


    2 Avalon Coins, 4 stone


    [Stone Wall x 10 Metre]


    15 Avalon Coins, 40 Stone


    [Stone Wall x 100 Metre]


    100 Avalon Coins, 400 Stone


    His silver eyes narrowed, the demonic pupil now a strange star shape as it zoomed into the distant wall. As he began to use the crafting system, sliding his hand in the air, it would draw the wall in a blue colour showing him how much he needed.


    "Thank god the 10-metre wall can be split into ten 1-metre pieces."


    ''Her tail is really good...''


    "Darling... your tip is getting hot and sticky, fufu~ do you enjoy working and getting jerked off?" Morgana whispered, kissing the tip of his slightly pointed ears, licking them with her long pink tongue as she enjoyed his member bouncing from the sensation and sound of her wet tongue.


    "Ah... that''s good, like those women that offer audio intercourse with just them licking or sucking things..." Lancelot muttered, his step slowing from her rapid movement.


    Despite her toying with his body, his mind was clear as if the pleasure and thought portions were partitioned with a wall.


    He began to put the plans down like some game, but in reality, the system was created with forbidden and ancient magic...


    "Okay... front wall needs 20 metres..."


    "The eastern forest, which I need to dominate, will need 100 metres to wrap around the village and connect to the mountain."


    "Darling... it''s so hot... and sticky..... Mmmm, delicious..."


    Her tail seemed to transform, becoming a small mouth that started to guzzle down the white cream that was flooding from his iron rod.


    His slimy goo filled her with a sense of pleasure and euphoria.


    The moment her lips opened, warm and sticky threads of lubricant formed bridges between each lip and wrapped around him completely, with a snug fit down to the base...


    "Mmmm, I almost climaxed~ Fufu! Big sister will keep you nice clean with her little tail wash~."


    ''So this is what happens when she is allowed to touch me... I feel like our Ether keeps flowing from my body to hers.... then she fills me with a different and more dense Ether that replenishes and get''s rid of my old Ether...''


    To the outside, her tail was now bloated and expanded, but she felt amazing.


    Shaking his head as the warm, fresh feeling began rapidly moving along his lower body, he waved his finger to bring up the current resources of the village and how much they needed before he could build a decent wall.


    He wished to protect the village with an inner stone wall and use the horseshoe mountain as the second line of defence.


    |___| <- So the walls would look something like this, while the open top was where the mountain was situated.


    Resources: [122 Wood] [220 Stone] [120 Cloth] [50 Iron Ore] [128 Coins]


    Opening the notepad to write the required needed was viewable by the Captains, Commanders and Vice Captain when he wasn''t here, so they could collect what was needed.


    ''It would be nice to find a mine or some monsters that give wool to make small farmland... let''s add some future items I wish to add... to protect them further.''


    "Darling? Are you having fun right now? Are you happy?"


    "Mmm, very... a beautiful woman in my arms, doing her best to please me and the freedom to build my territory..."


    ==== Building Plan ====


    [Terminology]


    Frontal - Entrance


    Eastern - Facing Sherwood Forest


    Western - Facing Dalmek River


    Southern - Mountain Area


    [Required]


    -> Defensive Walls


    Frontal - 20 Metre Stone Wall - [30 Coins, 80 Stone]


    Eastern - 100 Metre Stone Wall - [100 Coins, 400 Stone]


    Western - 100 Metre Stone Wall - [100 Coins, 400 Stone]


    -> Defensive fixtures


    Frontal


    2 Balista, 1 Archery Tower, 1 Magi-Launcher


    [150 Coins, 70 Stone, 120 Wood, 30 Cloth]


    Eastern


    4 Balista, 2 Archery Towers


    [140 Coins, 100 Stone, 140 Wood, 50 Cloth]


    Western


    2 Balista, 1 Magi-Launcher


    [100 Coins, 30 Stone, 90 Wood, 15 Cloth]


    "Hmmm.... this is going to be expensive¡ªI might need to grind daily after classes... Will you take your succu.. ugh....succubi hunting when I''m not busy?"


    "Fufu~ such a huge load... but now it seems a little tired. Mmmm~


    "I can hunt whenever you ask me to!"


    Lancelot nodded before adding the prices to the notebook for the others to use and not waste time.


    [Ballista]


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    [Archery Tower]


    50 Coins, 40 Stone, 30 Wood, 15 Cloth


    [Magi-Catapult]


    80 Coins, 10 Stone, 50 Wood, 5 Cloth


    He wanted to add more amazing things, like the dragon''s breath tower, but that needed thousands of coins, and the other items were rare materials from a true dragon''s corpse!


    "What about the Hares? Mmmn thick and creamy...~" Morgana asked, bringing her tail out from his pants and holding the elongated tip to her mouth, letting the white cream pour into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it down with loud, chewing sounds, causing Lancelot to make a bitter smile.


    "Let''s go speak to Marimo and Ikumi... Since there are now 30, I plan to split them into two groups. One will hunt for enemies in the forest until we''ve taken the entire thing, and the other will plant a new forest to the west of our village while slowly chopping down the eastern forest for wood."


    He planned for Ikumi to take 10 Frost Hares, deal with and plant the trees.


    Marimo would command 20 Frost Hares, hunt the remaining enemies, and try to find the various Lords within Sherwood forest.


    The beauty of Avalon was that no other lord or monster could take root in your territory, and even if they stepped on his forest block, they couldn''t do anything there because they needed to wipe out the Lord beforehand.


    He could now use the special items to slowly claim the forest formerly known as Blackwood and make it his block by block...


    Although this meant that he would have to dominate 5 Blocks wide and 10 Blocks deep in total... which was 250 Blocks in total...


    ''We have 20 Flags to capture... that''s only 4 Blocks deep... how far can we get in two days?''


    The flags to capture neutral or conquered land were rare in the beginner''s stage, normally coming from fighting other troops or Lords.


    He got 18 from the Overlord and 2 from the Imp hovel...


    ''Let''s hope there are more Lords hidden in the forest, or I''ll have to risk it to conquer in the unsafe direction...''


    That meant leaving his protective horseshoe... and going out into the Valefor Plains...


    "Fufu~ you are so handsome when acting like our lord... Look at your tight muscles... let''s go kill some monsters and relieve ourselves, okay?"


    "Sure... One second... I am going to name my territory..."


    "Oh!? What... Morganville... Morgana''s Snatch? Lancelot?"


    "Idiot... your mind is always in the gutter..."


    "Camelot."


    "!!!"


    "Just to spike that fucker? Really?"


    Morgana knew who named their territory that, or rather his second territory that would be hidden from the academy in the northern parts of Avalon...


    "Do you think he has already created it?"


    "Mmm, let''s find out?" Lancelot smiled with a cheeky grin groping the ass of Morgana as he typed it in."


    -> Unnamed Village, now called Camelot!


    Congratulations, Lord Lancelot!


    "Fufu~ we got it! But... darling... you always play with my ass. Do you like anal? I can prepare it for you if you want?"


    Lancelot ignored her, carrying her silky body to the walls, where the rabbits had already begun to spend resources and build the Stone Walls along the front, starting with the large gateway with a huge, thick door.


    "It''s so fun..." Lancelot thought before two Hares rushed towards him...


    One white, the other black


    "Master Master!"


    "My Lord! My Lord!"

 Chapter 42 - 3: Capturing Sherwood Forest [2]

    Lancelot spread his arms, using his chest and neck muscles to keep Morgana around his neck, tensing them while feeling slightly panicking as she wrapped her legs around his waist.


    Unable to take advantage of her exposed ass, the two Hares jumped into his arms and began to nuzzle his chest, pushing Morgana to each side with their powerful thighs.


    "Damn rabbits! Off! He''s mine! Shoo shoo!"


    "Ikumi isn''t a rabbit~ she is a Hare!"


    "Marimo isn''t a rabbit~ She''s the lord''s Hare!"


    "Darling... Darling~ the rabbits keep kicking my ass and pushing me away... you don''t want me to leave. Fufu~"


    Morgana gave him puppy eyes and looked upset while pressing her breasts against his chest and brushing her lips against his neck with a slight peck.


    "Haha... stop being stupid." Lancelot smiled, his right arm lifting the heavy Ikumi off the ground by her firm buttocks, keeping her hooked in his arm, enjoying the ripe melons she had grown since birth pressed against his arm.


    Then Marimo''s soft, fleshy butt was grabbed by his left, her ass was slightly bigger, so his hands began to sink into her meat.


    But the cute Hare tensed her ass so it was tight and wrapped herself around his arm, sandwiching his biceps between her humongous watermelons.


    "Can you girls get along for me? You''re my three most precious women."


    "Master loves Ikumi most~ he mated with her all night!"


    "My Lord... This Marimo will serve you until her body is ruined!"


    "Darling~ your cock is poking my butt again... Fufu~ I am that special, right?"


    His muscular frame struggled slightly with the three women on top of him. As he wondered why they were so heavy, but then his hands wrapped around the culprits...


    Huge tits and large buttocks... a hidden danger for a man with a harem!


    ''I need to keep training my body, or these women will crush my bones!''


    "Right, that''s enough flirting around... Marimo, I want you to choose 20 of the Frost Hare 10 will train with bows when I have finished building the Basic Archery Range and Carpenter''s Hut. I permit you to use the resources to make them in the North East of Morgana village."


    "Mmmm, darling~ I will build it now."


    [Archery range] 20 Wood, 10 Cloth, 30 Stone, 20 Coins


    [Carpenter''s hut] 30 Wood, 5 Cloth, 10 Stone, 15 Coins


    She leaned over his back while he stroked Ikumi and Marimo''s soft hair with his rough hands enjoying the sleek, glossy feel while the two Hares sniffed his body and armpits.


    It seemed like some habit of theirs after they smelt his semen and became obsessed with his scent and aroma.


    Morgana was the same, but a pro, her nose flaring as she leaned back, pointing her fingers to adjust the place and area of the archery range so the arrows wouldn''t affect other villagers and the Carpenter close to where wood would be collected.


    [Hehe~ darling, I set them now kiss me as a reward!]


    ''My arms are taken, so just kiss me if you want that for a reward.''


    [Fufu~ kiss my lower lips instead?]


    ''Calm down... we have to go fighting; tonight, back in the Empire, I''ll take you.''


    [Hehe~ okay!]


    "What about Ikumi? Does Ikumi do things?" Her red eyes shone like little rubies in the snow, her soft white hands grasping Lancelot''s chest.


    "Don''t worry, my cute snow hare~ You tell Marimo if there are any of the ones she picks that you might want and select 10 for your team."


    "Mmm~ will my team help master?"


    Her eyes were fixated on him as if worried she was just dead weight, but for him, Ikumi was important, and her potential was the future. Once she started growing, her mentality and power soon rival even Morgana.


    So he didn''t want to make her worry.


    "You will be helping us all, collecting the things that can protect all your sisters and me when we have to fight. Will you help me?"


    In the meantime, Morgana pulled back before her lips covered Lancelot''s face with love, pecking his cheeks, nose, eyes and forehead before finally his mouth.


    Her long tongue didn''t wait, pushing through his lips as she pulled his tongue into her mouth, enjoying the warm, slimy taste of his delicious saliva as her fingers ruffled through his hair and her hips pressed against his waist.


    "Mmmmn~ Nnnph~ Darling''s tongue became so long and flexible~~ fufu..." She whispered, pulling away from him and letting the sticky salvia dribble down onto her cleavage while looking at him with her golden eyes.


    "Hmph... Ikumi will do good and get a reward too!" pushing back as she dropped from Lancelot''s body, but the moment she landed, her body shuddered and almost fell to the ground as he quickly grabbed her waist and held her steady.


    "Are you alright, Ikumi?"


    "Mmm... my crotch burns... Nnn. I''m going now! Come Marimomo¡ªwe go find the girls!"


    Ikumi''s white furry feet pushed off the ground as she began to skip towards the gate being created.


    "My Lord, Marimo will fulfil her duties!"


    "Ah. Marimo, once you''ve assembled the 20 girls, leave half to keep building and the rest to enter the forest and start clearing the first squares of territory."


    "Here are 4 flag tokens to do so¡ªlet Ikumi follow you, but have her forage and cut down the trees while planting two new ones on our Western side for each one cut down."


    As if knowing her social cues, Marimo gave one last sniff before gently placing her lips against his arm, creating the slightest smacking sound before hopping off. S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Mmm~ My master is so brilliant!" Marimo mused before her body vanished.


    Her breasts bounced heavily because she wore next to nothing before she bowed to him and hopped off with powerful leaps to catch up to Ikumi rapidly.


    Pah! Since his arms were free, he slapped both sides of Morgana''s ass because she kept sucking on his neck with her teeth, biting him, which caused a dark red love bite to appear, filling half his neck.


    "Oi, stop sucking on my neck, or I''ll leave you here and go hunting alone."


    "Whyyy~ darling is so nice to those girls but mean to me!"


    "..."


    "Don''t sulk~ I''ll be good."


    "Come, let''s go to the last square! I will fight so you can rest and watch your cute wife!"


    Lancelot carried Morgana to the southernmost block closest to the throne, looking at the dark forest with thick trees and overgrown bushes.


    He took a deep breath before summoning his Gale Sword in Two-handed forms¡ªresting the red handle in his right hand, he dropped Morgana, who suddenly equipped a full black plate set of armour and carried a long black lance.


    The set practically shimmering with someone who paid to win!


    Before he spoke, Morgana''s distorted voice sounded¡ªsomehow, that armour made her look more sinister, but Lancelot found it hot.


    "My King, now that you are at least half incubus, you can use that armour from the Lord''s chest and use your Dominus to change its form..."


    "It''s like a pseudo-Dominus form... Like my armour, it won''t grant you the demonic bonuses of a full Domina/Dominus. But it will make the defence as strong as your scales..."


    "Sorry if it''s annoying... I don''t want to see you hurt like you do us..."


    Taking a deep breath, he began to focus; the desired armour was one he had always shied away from in the past, thinking that speed was better than anything...


    ''But what if I could have speed and defence?''


    ''My incubus form... bloodline and attributes should be strong enough....''


    The armour was identical to Morgana''s, a thick set of dark-iron spaulders, a chest plate with his emblem.


    All his body was fitted with a full armour plate set, with only his elbows and knees exposed...


    However, different from Morgana''s, it was a light plate set, with a thin metal allowing for his speed to still reach the level of his prime in the past life.


    Yet now, he could take blows from most enemies without worry.


    Holding the Gale sword in its two-handed form made him look imposing as the dark-grey helmet with feathered wings and a mouth guard closed.


    "Let''s go¡ªshow me how great my first wife is."

 Chapter 43 - 4: Massacre Of The Married Couple

    Lancelot''s body rushed through the trees on the ground, his feet stomping to attract as many enemies as possible.


    While above him, Morgana flew between the branches, her hands filled with black flaming bolts as she shot them at rocks and stones to destroy them and make even more noise as the pair saw a small opening that was where they would fight.


    He watched above him, the narrow sight of the helmet a little annoying, but he noticed that her plate armour seemed to have no bottom...


    ''No... she''s deliberately showing me her naked ass with that damn power of hers!''


    Remembering how she could manipulate who saw what, currently the manic wife of his was now flaunting her furry slit and ass to him while her top half was still fully armoured...


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    The wind whistled through his armour as they both approached the clearing¡ªhe began to realise that his changes were far greater than he thought.


    In the past, he could never have imagined dealing with more than one woman, especially not at once...


    Yet now it came naturally, using one hand to gently stroke Ikumi, the other to sexually harass the pervert Marimo, who enjoyed her ass being teased and then letting Morgana feel the most important and to do whatever she wanted...


    "Lancelot! Let''s go! I''m going to start with a big bang! Fufu! Inferior creatures dare to chase my beloved husband and king!"


    Woosh!


    His body lunged forward, twisting in a semi-circle during the Gale sword before Morgana''s body above him, her ass softly pressing against his face with the sweet scent of her snatch. His Incubus instincts awakened, and his eyes became more focused.


    A strange mechanism... Normal men would be distracted by lust or desire, yet an Incubus became more focused and sharper.


    Morgana swung her arm in a wide arc as a whip of flames burst from her arm, the shadow flames pouring down like a waterfall burning the imps and goblins into ashes; their little bodies didn''t even last a moment.


    "Grrrr!" Some shouted, cried, and rushed forward while her flames died out. Lancelot''s hand grasped her tight, pulling her back as her wings flapped to keep her floating.


    "Support me with your shadow bolts!" He called out before his body became transparent and appeared beside the new group of goblins, his sword like a reaper of death slicing through their necks like mere grass.


    "Heh! You are indeed worthy of being the next Demon King..." Her eyes flashed before a dozen bolts of shadow flew out, piercing through the goblins, imps, and small dog-like creatures. Their whimpers were futile as the dark shadowy bolts exploded in their bodies, sending their guts flying into the air.


    Her tail lashed at a few imps, and they shrieked, only to die moments later when the tip of her tail pierced their hearts, causing their lungs to explode and their brains to rupture.


    She looked back, noticing he was still there. "Don''t linger too long, my husband."


    "Tsk.. show off!" Lancelot said with a smile under his helmet before the two-handed sword split into dual swords while dozens of purple blades began to wrap around his body. His eyes scanned those before him, noticing how a few had already fallen with wounds.


    His body rearranged as he slid back, using his magical armour to protect himself from attacks while Morgana''s meaty breasts pressed against his back.


    "Fufu... I see my husband is no slouch enjoying my tits during battle?"


    The couple were flirting naturally as their blades and magic destroyed the monsters that slowly began to thin out, no longer rushing towards them...


    Now a single monster larger than the others and two fully armoured goblins beside him.


    ''Nostalgic... A goblin knight...'' Lancelot thought before stepping forward, his blades at his side slowly¡ªhis speed increased as the goblin knight began to charge towards him with its mace held high and the iron shield protecting its abdomen.


    "Die!" Lancelot yelled, pressing forward at full speed before swinging his right sword left. The blade cut through the shield and struck the goblin knight in the stomach¡ªLancelot''s speed increased further as he used his left hand to push away its mace.


    He struck his right sword at its neck before snapping his wrists and slicing down its chest.


    Clang!


    At the same time, it writhed on the ground¡ªLancelot moved around in circles, his swords like a harvester churning the wheat culling the two goblins supporting the goblin knight using his Whirlwind slash and irregular guard to stop their attacks.


    He then swung both swords at its neck in a single attack but paused mid-way to swing at its neck again while keeping his blades in a circular motion.


    Da-Da-Da-Da!


    A dozen shadowy bolts fired towards the goblin knight as if to steal the kill, but his silver blades were covered in the wind, deflected by them all with a thick, heavyweight with each blow. Then he saw Morgana''s taunting smile before cutting its head off with both swords.


    The corpse on its back convulsed while its head rolled on the ground with its eyes still open... ''It was so easy.''


    He thought while a dozen bolts exploded around him like fireworks. They all vanished as he stepped back to collect himself as he heard some laughter behind him.


    "Excellent... your skills are indeed growing." Morgana''s voice sounded as she jumped onto his back, nuzzling his cheek as her hand tossed the Black flag with Lancelot''s Emblem onto the ground before a huge light pillar shot into the sky and caused the ground to rumble before this block became under Lancelot''s control.


    He suddenly could feel where and what was located here.


    An Iron Mine, the abandoned Goblin Hovel and many wild demon beasts for food.


    "Perfect..." He muttered.


    "Fufu~ what? My body?" She asked, hugging him from behind and nuzzling his neck as the dark-iron armour vanished, causing her to get a pleasant surprise.


    The next moment another huge light went off, then another... It seemed the naughty Frost Hares had split up, and Ikumi also took her own Square...


    "Oh well, let''s have the girls clear the corpses and ensure everything is finished before we return to the Empire. I want to take a good bath and eat some good food."


    "Mmmm~ will you make alone?"


    He looked back at her cute face, a little pout as if she would complain if not when he remembered what she said earlier and gave a slightly lewd smirk.


    "I''ve got to go down on you, don''t I? Can''t have Ikumi watching me licking your snatch."


    "!!!"


    "Someone help¡ªmy husband has become obscene... what ever shall I do!?"


    Morgana faked her cries of fear and worry, but Lancelot wrapped around her body, his arms taking control of her hips and arms, before leaning into her pointed ear.


    "You can just pant in pleasure and enjoy yourself."


    "Hahaha."


    "Fufu~ how fun... But I won''t lose!" She giggled as her tail slipped between his thighs, sneaking into his pants again.


    "I think I win this round~ My K-I-N-G. Enjoy getting your cock sucked by my tail as your reward for making my heart throbb~ fufu!"


    Like this a peaceful slaughter of the neutral lords began in the territory of Camelot.

 Chapter 44 - 5: Even Lancelot Has Much To Learn!

    Brrrr! Brrr!


    A black phone on the bedside table began vibrating constantly¡ªthe time was currently 4:30 am, and the two people laying in bed together were completely oblivious to the phone laying naked.


    With their naked bodies wrapped around each other, another seems to have fallen off the bed, her butt pointing to the ceiling with a cute white fluff above her ass crack.


    "Mmmm..." Lancelot groaned, his body sore from last night''s "Training" that Morgana insisted would be enjoyable...


    ''Now my body feels like it was hit by a truck...''


    Brrr! Brrr!


    "Hmmm? My phone... Ugh... her tits are all sticky... Morgana move..."


    "Nu..... Zzz!"


    He pushed her heavy body from him, the sticky goo on her chest now covering his right palm as he lifted the phone with his left, rubbing the slime on Morgana''s bruised ass.


    "Good morning, Sumika." Like the tired, groggy Lancelot was a lie! He suddenly perked up and began to speak to the kunoichi with a bright voice.


    His wife''s pointed ears and his mistress''s fluffy ears perked up as they pretended to sleep, both listening intently as a soft giggle sounded from the other side of the phone, both of them feeling irritated.


    "Hehe~ I''m sorry for calling so early... Grandpa was excited that someone wanted to practise with me and become friends...!"


    "You sound really lovely and happy, haha." Lancelot leaned against the headboard, his idle hand stroking the soft purple hair of his wife, not wanting her to feel insecure or jealous.


    ''Ikumi''s butt is the cuteest.''


    Of course, he didn''t forget to praise his mistress, the little Rabbit, now on terms with his wife because he couldn''t endure the Succubus Queen''s full drain.


    She would possess Ikumi, and they would train as a trio, which made sense and stopped the little bickering between the two.


    However, Lancelot yearned to do it with Marimo because that girl was too kind and gentle to put herself forward. He planned to ask if she could swap.


    Because she was a Vice-Captain, he could bring her into the real world too.


    ''But Morgana said soon I would have to do this with the other succubi and hares¡ªotherwise, the gap in strength would become too high...'' S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Though it all depended on him, if he became strong enough, one shot a month, or even one shot every 6 months, would be enough to increase the basic troop''s strength consistently.


    "Ah... lovely? You make me blush... I am just a girl who loves swords and fighting!"


    "Haha, okay, and I''m a man who loves beautiful women, swords and fighting."


    "Ehh...ahaha.... I see... Hehe~"


    Somehow the sweet interaction between the two teenagers caused a strange bitter feeling in Morgana''s chest as she began to speak to Ikumi about her worries secretly.


    "So, what time should I come to your grandfather''s place today?" Lancelot enjoyed the Eastern language of Sumika, especially when she was flustered or shy.


    Regardless, he couldn''t forget that he decided to join her just because he fancied tasting her.


    ''Eh... I want to taste her?''


    The impulses of his incubus side were rather natural after two days, slowly fusing with his former disciplined and gentlemanly conduct, slowly becoming a mixture of both seductive, flirtatious and his past eloquent self.


    "Umu, I was calling because my mother offered me a ride to pick you up."


    "So I will come get you in about an hour?


    "If that''s alright... Grandpa usually starts practice at 7:00 after eating breakfast at 6:00 am."


    Lancelot looked at the two women, that quickly hid their faces causing him to smile with a sly look.


    "Sure, I''ll shower, eat something light, then meet you."


    "Mmmm, you can join us for breakfast, too?"


    He found her soft voice cute, but this time he would refuse and eat breakfast with her next time; after all, what if he didn''t get along with her grandfather or mother? It felt rude to come there once and eat breakfast, then never again.


    It was strange, but Lancelot had weird quirks like this since he was an orphan trying not to impose on people.


    "Hahaha, thanks for the offer, but we''ve already started making something, and it''s best to get to know each other, and maybe you can treat me tomorrow?"


    "Hueh tomorrow!? .... (Oh my? Sumika, why did you drop your phone?) Mom! N-nothing... (Oho?


    Is it that handsome boy you kept telling Dad about last night?) MOTHER!"


    The distant but mature woman''s voice sounded like an adult Sumika and began to tease her, but the words made Lancelot feel that this life was different, and he was starting to enjoy it quite a bit...


    ''I like this girl, let''s make sure she doesn''t die like last time.''


    [Oh my~ do you like her cute face? Perky ass? Maybe it''s because she''s a sword freak too?]


    ''Ah... she''s cute and makes me want to protect her~ a bit like Ikumi.''


    {Master? Ikumi is strong, you know? She can kill 10 imps on her own! Just kick-kick-kick, and they die!}


    ''Hahaha, I know, but you are still my adorable Hare, right?''


    {Nn! Always!}


    Finally, she seemed to pick up the phone with a loud sound and a slight huff as she told her mother to "shoo, leave me, old woman!"


    "(Ahhh~ so cruel *sob sob* why are you so mean to your mommy! What if I steal away the handsome knight?)"


    "Mother! I''ll tell Dad you''re cheating!"


    "(Fufufu~ My little daughter, please know what to say, I have not done anything wrong!)"


    "Guha... mother...please... you''re choking.....me!"


    Lancelot listened to the parent and child fight with a smile¡ªhe barely remembered anything about his own mother other than her sneaking peas into his mash and making him cry.


    Finally, Sumika''s mother seemed to be gone and they finished their plans before hanging up. The moment Lancelot began walking to the shower room, his naked body was being watched by two hungry female wolves, despite eating their fill for two nights straight...


    They suffered an endless hunger!


    ''Calling her mother that, if she''s a milf I might have to spank this feisty kunoichi.''


    [...]


    {...}


    {Doesn''t he want to spank her?}


    [Idiot rabbit! You are not meant to say it out loud!]


    {Hmph! I am not a rabbit! But Frost Hare, nasty loose woman!}


    ''...''


    He ignored their bad-mouthing and washed his body with the mint-scented soap feeling the itch on his body, especially his balls.


    Still, he loved that minty fresh feeling while using a strawberry and vanilla shampoo and conditioner that seemed to be created using elf and fairy technology with a syrupy texture and bubbly suds.


    The day was off to a great start!


    [Make sure you clean the inside of your foreskin... good boy! Mommy gives you a gold star!]


    {Oh!? It got big. Is it time to train again? But... Ikumi''s crotch is sore... The old woman like''s it too rough and makes Ikumi swollen and red!}


    [!!!!]


    [Rabbit.... how about I buy you some carrots!]


    {Hmph...}


    {Ikumi wants that long, thick carrot on Master''s crotch...}


    [When did you become so obscene!?]


    Ignoring these idiots now discussing who goes first tonight, Lancelot left the shower. He started to make a simple breakfast for them and contacted Marimo to see how the village construction was going.


    Over the two days, the front wall was now a completely stone gate and wall, with a thick rampart around 2 metres wide.


    ''Hey, my cute Ebony girl~ how is the building going?''


    <Master! The building is going well! The western wall was prioritised, while a small wooden wall was built in the east... Did Marimo do badly?>


    ''Not at all; you did great. Can you tell me why you prioritised the West?''


    <Master!!! Because our farms, new trees and homes are built on the West, if we were attacked over the river mountain wall, we would lose too much to recover quickly...>


    <The east has most of our military and combat facilities and usually has 4-5 girls guarding 24/7...>


    Her long chat was slow, sometimes stopping to choose her words or confirm they were right before he could even feel her physically nodding to herself with a smile¡ªhe felt Marimo was like a spring breeze compared to the two wolves now eating like dogs in the kitchen.


    ''Good girl, that''s fine. I don''t mind you making your own choices as long as you have a reason and believe in that reason.''


    ''Good work Marimo¡ªsee you tonight.''


    <Mmmm! Goodbye, Master!!!>

 Chapter 45 - 6: Eastern Grandmaster Vs Sword Master

    "Make your move, young man."


    An elderly man with a lean build and handsome Eastern face that seemed like a ladykiller in his prime stood with a simple wooden katana in his right hand.


    Across the room, he faced the exhausted Lancelot wearing a white training outfit and holding the same wooden sword of a Western type in both hands.


    His body was completely covered in small bruises from the wooden blade hits.


    ''This old man is strong!'' Lancelot thought, his eyes shining bright, focused on the old man as they turned yellow and locked onto his body as if to learn everything the man had to display.


    Lowering his body, Lancelot shot forward his right foot first before lifting his left blade to meet the old man''s rapid slash from diagonally above¡ªwith a resounding crack.


    However, he used the force and momentum of their strikes to adjust his stance and slash again from overhead with more power.


    "Shhh!" The old man exhaled with a short, powerful breath.


    "Hah!"


    Forced to use his right blade to block the attack, Lancelot tried to lunge forward with his left hand to stab the man''s chest. However, the old man intercepted him with a swift backhand slash before he could unleash his attack.


    "Hah!" The old man''s lips curled into a smile as he pushed Lancelot away with a powerful kick before leaping back out of range. "You''ve improved in a mere hour."


    Their battle was progressing with vigour and skill, with Lancelot''s attacks finding their mark and the old man blocking them easily. He could instantly counter Lancelot''s attacks, slashing away with speed and precision.


    The old man''s skill was unmatched by anyone Lancelot had fought before, and he was proud of himself for having beaten another opponent for the first time in so long.


    "You''ve fought against me for a whole hour? That''s not something even I did until I was fifty-two." The old man chuckled as he retracted his blade back into his sheath before continuing. "You are strong, young man. I believe we''ll be friends."


    "However!!!" His loud voice echoed through the room before stroking his long curly white beard.


    "If you want my cute Sumika! Dream on! Kakaka!"


    He said, walking away with a strange old man laugh, while Lancelot almost collapsed to his knees, knowing that although the old me complimented him.


    It meant strong ONLY for his age, and he needed to become stronger; looking at the old man''s back, Lancelot shouted, "Can I come again tomorrow?"


    The old man didn''t speak until he left the dojo, the wooden door closing behind him as his voice suddenly sounded. "You are welcome here anytime, Lancelot. I will always accept your challenge." With that, the man''s laugh returned from across the dojo as he walked away towards a private room.


    "Wow! Lancelot!" The said girl rushed towards the tired Lancelot and hugged his chest tightly with a wide smile. "I''ve never seen Grandpa so excited!" She giggled excitedly while looking at him with her eyes sparkling. "He''s never used his special skills on me before!" She told him proudly while her face reddened slightly.


    "Grandpa hasn''t smiled like that since... I don''t know when." She said quietly while looking down, thinking how long it had been since she last saw her grandpa happy. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Will you please come back again?" Her cute eyes fluttered while still hanging off his neck, her soft body like a tempting fruit from the tree of wisdom.


    "Of course, I''ll come. Will you welcome me too? Breakfast and a massage?" Lancelot smiled while stroking her soft black hair, a little sweaty from her training with the other students. "Now, may I use your bath? I am a bit sweaty..."


    "Ohoho! Behold, we have an open-air bath, Fufu! Would you like to join me?" The cheeky kunoichi showed her little tiger fangs as she began to drag him towards their private bath.


    "Fufu! You''re a bad girl! You''ll get in trouble!" He replied playfully while walking alongside her towards their private bath. She laughed loudly with her fangs flaring out at him¡ªthen she started walking ahead of him, showing off her small but perky butt as she teased him.


    "You know~ we are taught a lot about boys and their desires as kunoichi training, but my grandpa doesn''t want me to hone those skills~" Sumika chirped. At the same time, they came to a huge open bath, with a small isolated changing room on either side, with bubbling water with a slightly creamy texture.


    "Honestly... I love Grandpa and his swordsmanship, hehe~" Sumika giggled before removing her clothes, her soft skin glistening with sweat from her training.


    She walked into the hot water before sitting on one side of the bath; she then started to stretch out her long white legs before looking up at him and giggling playfully.


    "Do you like my butt?" She asked with a cheeky smile as she slowly lifted her short black skirt, showing off her white panties with flower patterns while wiggling her hips seductively. "I''m wearing a thong~" She giggled as she looked at him with a mischievous smile.


    "It''s a very nice butt¡ªbetter if you remove the cloth, though." Lancelot nodded; since she didn''t use the changing room, he removed his clothes, standing naked and enjoying her shocked face as she looked down, her eyes slowly returning to his face.


    "Ohoho! Are you okay? You''re blushing!" She giggled while looking at him with big eyes. "How about if I tease you more?" Sumika chirped happily.


    "I... I can''t keep up with your teasing~" He chuckled as he sat beside her in hot water.


    The two began to slowly cleanse themselves with the showers, a peaceful silence as both looked at their partner''s body with interest and admiration. Lancelot couldn''t help but think she would make an amazing kunoichi, but he agreed with her grandfather.


    If she were going to be a weapon, he''d like to keep her close by his side¡ªand that was his weakness in this world as well¡ªhe was always worried about losing people he loved. He knew that was just part of being human, but still...


    After cleaning themselves up, the two stepped out of the shower and moved into their private bath together¡ªthey sat beside each other, soaking in the large tub a slightly soothing feeling that tickled and caused a pleasant tingle in his body.


    Sumika closed her eyes, seeming to think about something hard.


    "Hmm... I''ve been thinking... About you." She spoke quietly so only he could hear it. "You''re... strong..." She paused for a moment before continuing in a soft voice.


    "I don''t know how that will change once we reach Avalon, but..." She smiled in front of him before leaning close and whispering in his ear: "Do you know that a kunoichi must serve a master?"


    Lancelot froze as he heard those words¡ªit wasn''t something he''d considered until now¡ªbut if Lancelot was going to be anything more than just friends, he would have to deal with it eventually. He was unsure how this would affect their relationship or if it would even work out at all...


    ''I wanted to ally...'' Lancelot thought sadly as Sumika looked at him with sadness¡ªit was obvious what she wanted to say but didn''t want to say out loud.


    ''She is so cute... Shall I test the waters? This girl is too naive,'' He thought, moving closer to support her wishes.


    "I''ll be your master," He told her quietly. Sumika''s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at him, her mouth opening but no words coming out¡ªshe said it as a joke because her father had been discussing arranging a Lord for her to serve. She hated the idea of being forced to answer the stranger''s desire.


    "W-will you make me do weird things?" Her voice was rather coy, like a cat testing water with her paw.


    "No, no, no~" Lancelot chuckled, moving closer to hold Sumika''s face in his hands and smiling at her, the cute girl not pulling away as her mouth opened like a fish.


    "Let''s say until I earn your true respect and worship¡ªI won''t make any orders outside of Avalon and combat?" His thumb brushed along her soft lip, squishing them as he spoke with a charming, mind-numbing tone.


    "And I won''t force myself on you either." Lancelot paused before adding: "Nor do anything against your will."


    "Yes!" Sumika nodded fervently, a frown crossing her face as she stared at him¡ªshe knew what he meant by that, and it was rather unnerving to think about it.


    "I''ll make you my servant, and everything will be fine~" Lancelot chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her lips, causing the little cat to shudder, her big eyes dilating but never pulling back¡ªit was just so sudden, yet the feeling of his warm lips, their taste and scent of his breath...


    Sumika decided to let him off this once!


    After finishing their bath and returning to their room to clean up for dinner, Sumika dressed in a simple white and black cotton kimono, making her look chic and refined. He wore black hakama pants with her grandfather''s yukata.


    "You will stay, right?" Sumika grasped his hand, pulling him under the small table with lots of mandarins and juice; her big eyes seemed to cause Lancelot to feel weakness towards her.


    "Sure, I''ll stay."

 Chapter 46 - 7: School Tomorrow - But Please Rest Lancelot...

    A silver blade sliced through the final enemy, the huge imp''s body crashing down to the floor as Lancelot sheathed his Gale Sword two slashes across the imp''s chest, now pouring with blood.


    "Master! So handsome!" Ikumi hopped towards him with an imps head in her hand.


    Two days ago, when he trained at the dojo with the former swordmaster of Nippon.


    He would spend the morning and early afternoon with Sumika and her family¡ªthankfully, they kept it a secret that she chose him as her Lord as her grandfather dotes on her so much he might kill Lancelot for sure.


    However, her mother knew from the same afternoon when he stayed for dinner and asked him to care for her naive but adorable daughter.


    After that, he would train his physique and posture in the gym at the Elite apartment and deal with any Empire business like Sebastian, reminding him it was time for him to start attending the Academy.


    ''Honestly, I am not looking forward to it... That damn Guinevere keeps calling and messaging me too.''


    Then from 6:30 pm, after eating a meal with the rabbit and Succubus, he would head into Avalon, where they were now.


    ''To think those girls would work so hard and be halfway finished with the western wall already... Imagine Merlin could use his eyes and scrying to see my current base...''


    It would be a disaster to explain that¡ªthankfully, he couldn''t scry into the demon kingdoms just like they struggled to do the same with the human nations.


    "Master? Are you okay? You seem a little strange..." The gentle Marimo asked, her cute face looking down at him from the tree above her face and body covered in imp and goblin blood, causing Lancelot to worry¡ªthis girl was getting more feral after she began training with the Sanguine Succubus girls.


    "Mmmm, I was just thinking how cute you look when fighting."


    "Hah!?"


    "Mm!"


    Woosh!


    Before he could say it was a joke, the cute Hare was now 20 metres away, hopping from tree to tree, and seemed to be shouting something...


    ''Extremely cute...''


    "Husband, can you stop seducing all the women in your army and tend to your hungry wife!"


    "Morgana you... How can you lie like that? You used that to trick me into-" Before he could finish. Her soft body leaned against him, feeling her residual heat spreading across his back before her bare breasts pressed against him, poking him with her two hard cherries.


    "Fufu~ hey, don''t be so stingy, it was only my mouth... and one shot!" Her arms hung over his shoulders, wrapping his neck and stroking his chest as she blew her hot, seductive breath down his cheeks.


    "Mmmn... darling~ why did you do it more times with Ikumi last night¡ªI am so jealous," Morgana said with a baby voice while kissing the back of his neck with her soft, seductive lips, squishing them against him with a loud smack before pulling away.


    "Stop clinging!" His voice bellowed, pushing her back, his tail pulling up her dress to cover her soft, swaying mounds¡ªthose were only for him to see.


    He then turned back to her, stroking her sulking cheek.


    "We need to take the last blocks of the forest and claim it as Sherwood Forest!" Her eyes brightened as she enjoyed how his fingers traced along her face, brushing her red lips with his thumb. "Then I will spend the entire eve with you until I need to leave for the Academy, I promise."


    "I see... okay, I will help!" Lancelot smiled at her disappearing figure, now carrying the last three flags before the entire forest would be under his command.


    "Well, it got easier with 40 Frost Hares and 8 Succubi."


    Lancelot sat on a broken stone which he sliced through during the battle against this Lord. Things were going too easy¡ªrather, he would be punished for saying this.


    Normally Lord''s would get stronger much slower than their units leading to them having to rely on those units for everything. But Lancelot was different as he was stronger than all his units and even more so with his Dominus form.


    ''Yet the battles and struggles are much harder from here on out...''


    -> Blackwood Forest was claimed by Camelot and renamed Sherwood Forest!


    Camelot will now produce 100 Wood, 50 Stone, and 25 Ore daily.


    He was feeling it now¡ªthe exhaustion from keeping up this schedule was building slowly for him due to only being a half-demon. His recovery wasn''t inhumane like Morgana or the Frost Hares sharing his blood.


    ''I need to train harder, make more allies... The advice I gave Sumika seemed to have worked.''


    On the second day of training, when her grandfather went to rest, she began to open up with him about her strong units that had glaring weaknesses.


    Her troops were a strange all-female humanoid fox-type unit, but they were just like her and specialised in sneak attacks or stealth, not direct fighting. S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "It''s good I told her about those strange Frostguard Amazonians before others got wind of their summoning artefact being found..."


    ''Although I did a shitty thing to the merchant.''


    Thanks to Lancelot''s training and the manuals he gave her, though, this would help her greatly.


    "Master, do you want some fish?" Ikumi held out one of the Bari-tuna she brought into Avalon using her little jacket pockets and nibbled the battered corner with a delighted face. She didn''t want to share.


    He could tell by how the little rat was wolfing it down!


    "It''s okay¡ªcome sit on my lap and take a rest. Make sure to let your girls take a rest too."


    Ikumi skittered along the ground, keeping the Bari-tuna safe by turning her body away from Lancelot.


    Despite her affection and loyalty being maxed out, she wouldn''t share any of the Bari-fish range with him.


    Crunch! Crunch!


    Her little mouth and black nose twitched as she crunched through the batter, her large ass sitting on Lancelot''s thigh as he began to comb her hair, removing the mess from trees, bushes, and god knows where.


    "Promise me you''ll behave when I''m at the Academy," Lancelot whispered into her floppy ears, pulling bits of fluff before taking a small cotton swab and cleaning the bits of wax and mess.


    Somehow this started the night after meeting Sumika. At first, she would ask him to clean her crotch after sex, then clip her nails, and finally, he began brushing and applying oil to her furry parts and ears.


    ''Well, if I do this, she will repay me with her cute mouth and boobs at night, so it''s a nice trade.'' The problem was that all the Frost Hares now came to him after doing good deeds or performing well and asking him to do the same for a reward... No... Even the Succubus had him polish their horns and massage their tails and hooves...


    "I could probably make a living if I opened up a beast girl beauty store..." He muttered as the Hare on his lap climbed off, seeing one of her friends in the distance and jumped away with a huge leap before speaking.


    At this moment, Lancelot felt at ease starting to accept his changes as a half-incubus, mainly his increased charm making the females more interested in him, and some of the Hares might enter heat early due to it.


    The charm only made the Succubus worship him more though calling him "Our King!" Then flashing him with their naked bodies randomly... When he asked Morgana, she told him that was a sign of a succubus who had surrendered her mind and body to a male.


    Otherwise, it''s just their body and means nothing.


    After a moment of silence, he was passed a gentle cool breeze from the mountain blowing across his tired body when suddenly a soft pair of hands began to stroke his neck, gently massaging and caressing his tense muscles before a brush started to slide through his silver hair gentle as if to avoid pulling or hurting him even the slightest.


    There was one Hare who would return the favour always after he pampered other Hares.


    She would come to him silently, without any words, and gently help to soothe his stress and tense muscles.


    "Thanks as always, Marimo."


    "Mmm... Sorry for running. I just thought my heart might explode..."


    "Haha, don''t worry... let me pamper you sometimes. I love your black fur and lovely ears pointing into the sky like lances.


    Quietly, the pair sat together, one soothing the other soothed. Watching the playful Succubi and Frost Hares carrying their bounty like pirates thanks to Ikumi training them with strange things from his world...


    "I love you all, but now we will face only uphill battles and the chance of success-" Suddenly, Marimo hugged his back, her warm, naked body tightly holding him while her hands brushed against his cheeks.


    Because of her height, his head was pressed into the cleavage of her breasts; the warm, slightly sweet scent of her sweat and a strange vanilla aroma caused him to feel more relaxed as the thought of the future faded. Her voice sounded...


    But unlike normal, it was gentle and motherly without her usual shyness.


    "My beloved Lord, do not worry about such distant things¡ªI will protect your heart with everything I can offer."


    Her hands began to stroke along his back while pulling his body before he felt his body tilting, and suddenly, only fluff and fur enveloped his head and face as she lay his head on her lap, gently stroking his head.


    "I cannot be strong like Morgana, willful like Ikumi... But my thighs and body are all yours. No matter in what way." Lancelot felt a sense of relief, and a wave of tiredness washed over him as her hands seemed to move like a metronome.


    "If you have worries, I will solve them."


    "If you need pleasure, I will please you."


    "If you are scared, I will protect you."


    "If you are lonely, I will love you."


    "That''s why... My beloved Lord... Take a moment to rest... We can feel your affection, the hard work you do daily..." Her hands brushed around his soft hair¡ªLancelot''s eyes now closed with peaceful breathing as he entered a deep slumber. "We are here to serve and support you, so use us. Don''t work yourself to the bone...


    until you almost break down."


    "All of us are willing to die for you."


    "Our gentle and lonely Lancelot."


    [Ah... What a cunning rabbit... but thank you, Marimo... He would not listen to me...]


    {Marimo looks happy... So does Master... Are Marino''s thighs that good?}


    [Come Ikumi, tonight let''s allow our King to rest, I''ll take you to play with some demon dogs]


    {Are we going to make them explode again? Or poke their butts with our spears?}


    Marimo''s long black hair began to blow with the chilly breeze, yet her tanned skin without clothes didn''t seem to feel anything but a burning warmth, a content expression on her face as she took strands of the sleeping Lord''s hair, storing them in a small pouch.

 Chapter 47 - 8: I Didnt Want This Kind Of Hero!

    Lancelot stood before the Frost Hare summoning artefact the first time he would summon them alone¡ªhis upper body was bare, showing his slightly tanned tight muscles with a slight shimmer from the massage oils Marimo used to soothe his entire body.


    ''It seems I only need 3 hours sleep to gain the same I would have done with 9 hours normally.''


    He thought to himself, watching as the little hares with their cute blue eyes watched him secretly from the little windows of their huts. ''Why are they all so adorable?''


    Slowly swiping his hand across the sky, the resources vanished before a glistening light appeared before the strange horn began to toot an amusing tune that gave Lancelot an image of a hare slowly hopping around a garden in search of a carrot.


    Then like stepping out of a door, the ten new Frost Hares appeared in their naked glory with brilliant blue eyes and soft blonde and white fur, all looking at him with eyes filled with wonder.


    ''Oh? Another black-haired girl... but she''s petite and flat-chested. Her eyes are green too. But she reminds me of a tiny Marimo.''


    Honesty, the names of most of the Hares were a mystery to Lancelot.


    Even the succubus group were hard to remember¡ªsometimes, he used the system but only recognised Nel and Aria. He could only try to remember the ones that proved themselves slowly.


    ''Isn''t that a good reward?'' Lancelot nodded.


    "Welcome¡ªthis will be your home from now on. I hope it isn''t too shabby." Lancelot smiled, speaking to the girls who slowly began to cover their tits and crotch with more fur, their faces pink with embarrassment. "I am your new Lord. Call me Lancelot."


    "Oh~ handsome Lord!"


    "Nice abs!"


    "Hmph!" The black-haired rabbit turned up her cute nose¡ªhow it twitched caused Lancelot to be fixated on her face. "What are you looking at? Are you a pervert? Lolicon?"


    "Meru! Don''t speak that way!" A soft familiar voice sounded before black feet smashed into the poor petite girl with a fierce dropkick sending her flying into the distance with a shrill squeal.


    ''...''


    ''Rabbit love sure is tough...''


    [Darling... They are Hares.]


    {Mmhm!}


    Lancelot felt like dropping to his knees in surrender after getting told this by Morgana and Ikumi. The world was too deep, and he couldn''t be saved.


    So he just left the area as the other Hares came to collect the ones staring at their new Lord with predatory eyes.


    ''Thank god I can place my blood in the offerings when summoning them to remove their weakness. Imagine having to prick myger or cut my wrists each time...''


    He changed the subject because the mature women of the Frost Hare clan were scary, looking at him with more lust and desire than even Morgana when they were about to go at it!


    ''Shut up, Morgana! Tsk...''


    [Darling!? Is this the legendary Domestic Violence Arc? Am I your sticky wet onahole~ Ahn~ so lewd!]


    ''Shoo shoo, go to bed.''


    [!!!]


    {Fufu! Ikumi''s time has come!}


    ''Play in the sand.''


    {Yay!}


    Returning to his throne, Lancelot felt amazing physically, but his mind was taking some major damage as he sat down¡ªthe cool surface and bubbling blood caused him to feel great.


    Since the other day, they didn''t distribute the Ether and Experience because he wanted to wait until just before he started school and be at his best, and from that day onwards. He would increase everyone''s level on the same day.


    ''Should I summon more of those damn stalkers...''


    He loved how useful and talented the Sanguine Succubi were...


    However, they were so strange... If not assigned a task or mission, they wouldn''t relax or search but rather follow him secretly.


    Watching...


    Lancelot would have loved to tell Morgana, but she was WITH them!


    "Whatever, they are kinda cute when they all squeal. "Master''s naked! Ah~ Master''s bathing!" Although he believed this was just his incubus blood speaking.


    "Maybe I should try using my blood to summon the next group of Succubi?"


    Suddenly a strange idea entered his mind, but Morgana wasn''t here to stop him or tell him what might happen and before he even spoke a second word, swiping his left hand across the throne, a sudden throbbing occurred in his heart as two small stones appeared in the sky above him.


    He used the system to look at them, curious as to what his blood might have done as the [Special] summoning quota for the week suddenly vanished when he did.


    ''I hope this doesn''t do something bad...''


    [Demon Stone (Succubus)] - The time until completion is 10 minutes.


    Crackle!


    Black lightning mixed with purple lightning in the sky before striking down on the two stones. The sheer magnitude of the impact caused the entire throne to shudder, the white chandelier and the red flags behind his throne all violently swaying.


    A small vortex wrapped around each stone, followed by a powerful suction that seemed to pull his Ether and essence from his body... "Ugh.... fuck... it''s like when I finish inside Morgnana several times in a row.... god...damn...!"


    His heart throbbed violently, and a trickle of blood began dripping down his nose.


    -> Error! Lord has summoned too many Commanders!? Error!


    -> System Fault!


    ->Bypass found!


    [Hero Troop Created!]


    [Heroes of Camelot 2/4]


    "Guha.... uh...!" The intense pain in his head was like someone grabbed and smashed him against a rock several times before stomping on him.


    He fell from the throne as the lighting and vortex around the two shards began to manifest into something... flesh bone, and organs formed, but Lancelot''s own body was in shambles, vomiting blood, black ooze and filled with cramps and pain all over his body.


    The whistle of wind filled the throne like a monster''s howl as a huge black and pink cloud of mist formed the most delicious and addictive scent that seemed to soothe the pain in his body...


    Now laying on the ground with blood streaming from his lips and nose, his face a mess, and clothes destroyed another pair of the cheap clothes the cute Hares made.


    He slowly pulled himself up, his arms shaking without power like he was suffering from the flu or a more powerful virus before he managed to climb back onto his throne and looked at the two succubi summoned...


    On the left was a beautiful girl with light blue flesh. Her lips were dark purple, with a lovely set of red horns and pink hair that was wavy and cute¡ªshe had two sets of wings, small amethyst earrings and a very small shiny black outfit with a small heart tattoo on her pelvis...


    ''Her tits are so big for her small body!?'' He remembered seeing some lewd books in the city bookstore about a certain fetish for women known as "Shortstacks", adult women with thick thighs, large butts and massive tits while short in height...


    The left succubus had droopy relaxed breasts; then he turned to the succubus on the right... soft white hair, straight and down to her buttocks, with long bangs, small white earrings, and longer pointed ears like an elf.


    Identical to the left succubus, her thighs and height were short but thick, and her butt was round and sexy... like a large peach... Her skin was also close to a pale peach colour, along with her perky tits and the same womb tattoo but larger than her twin.


    "So beautiful..." A flicker of lightning and mist danced around their bodies before it quickly finished as both beautiful eyes fluttered open, slowly focusing on his figure.


    Their eyes were piercing, the blue succubus had red eyes with a sharp gaze, her face quite moody and flat, and the peach succubus with orange eyes watched Lancelot''s crotch with a silent and emotionless face.


    Suddenly the blue succubus spoke.


    "Sis'' it looks like our master is packing."


    "Sister, it looks like our chastity is in trouble."


    Lancelot stood from his throne, stepping closer to the two succubi who watched him with quiet eyes, their hands intertwined and leaning forward as if to demonstrate their goods.


    "Master, do you like Sia''s lovely peach ass?" The peach succubus asked with a strange voice that seemed like a machine, and the blue succubus sounded like a common trendy girl you would see in the city centre on the weekend. "Brother, do you like Vel''s blue tits?"


    [Succubus Hero] (1)


    Name: Lusia Argentus (Succubus Princess)


    Age: Legal


    Rank: D (Potential: ???)


    Spells: Holy Bolt, Charm, Mesmerise, Holy Flare


    Skills: Dive Bomb, Super Kick,


    Loyalty: Beyond Limit


    Affection: Run


    Alignment: Unknown


    Current Thoughts: "Master~ your cock is so huge and fierce¡ªso please shove it in my unlubricated ass and fill me with your filthy seed, then force me to bark like a dog!"


    [Succubus Hero] (2)


    Name: Vellan Argentus (Succubus Princess)


    Age: Legal


    Rank: C (Potential: ???)


    Spells: Lighting Bolt, Charm, Mesmerise, Thunder Lash, Lightning Storm


    Skills: Superman Punch, Dash, Velos (Short range teleport),


    Loyalty: Unbreakable S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Affection: Avoid Knives


    Alignment: Unknown


    Current Thoughts: "Brother~ do you want to go and do some nice things with your cute little sister? My insides are soft and welcoming, and my lips are like soft pudding."


    Lancelot looked at the two girls'' information as they both seemed to move closer to him whenever he removed his eyes from them...


    ''Fuck...''

 Chapter 48 - 9: Power Struggle And Finally To School!

    "Oh my, what is this fun situation?"


    Lancelot suddenly felt like he heard the world cracking apart, a pair of glowing golden eyes staring towards them through the crack of the door, as her hot breath blew through her nose like little puffs of steam.


    "Brother~ the evil witch is going to kill us!"


    "Master, please do something, or we might die!"


    The two cute succubi grabbed each side of his body, their soft rears squishing on the black arm of his throne as their different scents assaulted his nose¡ªSia was like a field of fresh apricots in the spring, while Vel smelt like chilled blueberries freshly squashed in a barrel.


    ''This is quite interesting.''


    ''I''ve never seen Morgana genuinely mad.'' He thought, watching as her body barged through the doors, all four wings sending her body catapulting towards him, with her claws ready to swipe.


    The only worry for him was that if these two succubi vanished, wouldn''t he be the one cut by those sharp claws?


    In that instant of realisation, he suddenly called out, "Sword!" and before Morgana could attack the twins, her path was blocked by several longswords that attacked her body, stopping her momentum as she dodged them, crushing them in her claws, her breathing was now much heavier with her breasts swaying along with her chest.


    "Lancelot? Are you protecting those little harlots?"


    "Is your love for me already gone?!"


    ''Huh?'' He looked at her with a dead gaze, his eyes narrow, while she looked as if the world had ended, tears filling the bottom of her eyes while the two girls sitting on his throne giggled at her current look.


    "..."


    "Don''t cry." Lancelot''s voice echoed through the throne, causing all three succubi to stop, especially the two girls beside him, sensing his anger.


    "I order you both to kneel before Morgana with your asses lifted and facing me."


    ''Forgive me, Morgana, they tricked me into scolding you.''


    ''Although cute, they must be punished.''


    ''You are my Queen.''


    ''Nobody else.''


    The reason he was angry wasn''t just because of his love or affection but the hierarchy, which was important when it came to the troops and their leaders.


    Because the Hero units were special, they could cause chaos if he didn''t correctly organise them now when they first appeared rather than waiting and keeping quiet.


    "I am your Lord, your master and King." His voice was deep, resounding and caused both succubus twins to blush, his commanding voice quite in line with their desired leader and master; in part, this was also a test for Lancelot.


    He stepped forward, stroking the soft blue flesh of Vel, her lips gasping from his touch that slipped close to her asshole, squeezing her fleshy plump ass¡ªthen, for Sia, he stroked his fingers along her peach buttocks, barely touching her skin as her entire body shuddered.


    The pair thought he would reward them, both of their exposed cunts oozing with their sweet-scented honey as if trying to entice him to taste it.


    "And Morgana, she is my commander, my lover and My Queen. So you would do well to call her with respect and act accordingly."


    Pah-Pah!


    Both of his hands slapped their ass with enough force to send their bodies sliding across the marble floor, a long string of their love juices trailing behind them as suddenly Morgnana stepped on both of their heads¡ªof course, she used her wings to decrease her weight significantly.


    "Do you understand?"


    "Answer me!" Lancelot shouted, his lips curved into a smile upon seeing their most private places looking delighted despite being punished.


    "Yes, Master!" "Yes, Lord!"


    Lancelot smiled for their response, and, looking at the time, he shrugged his shoulders before looking at his cute wife, her face filled with a smile like he''d fed her honey and cream.


    "Morgana, I leave them to you. If needed, I will take Marimo as my unit for today''s class."


    "Eh~ but that mean''s your Ether will drop faster..."


    He waved his hand as the huge amount of blood Ether in his throne suddenly began to spread through his territory, increasing the power of all his units.


    Lancelot got the most, then Morgana, while he was generous to both Marimo and Ikumi giving more than a normal commander might and finally, his troops received the same.


    "I did not give any to our new heroes because only those who work eat."


    "Let them help you arrange the forest, build some lumber mills, and work on the Eastern wall, please, darling."


    ''Marimo, meet me in the throne room. You will join me for today''s class and spend the entire day beside me.''


    {My dearest Master! May I bring Maru too? She is a little immature and needs to learn to serve you with her heart...}


    Lancelot couldn''t deny his beloved Hare¡ªshe was quickly growing to become someone as important to him as Morgana was. Her soft massages, how she lent him her fluffy thighs and always seemed to know when he was struggling.


    He didn''t respond instantly, instead taking a moment to think to himself because Marimo and Meru were not like Morgana.


    Succubi and most demons were a special race created from corrupted Ether. Depending on luck and how they were born affect the demon they become.


    Now that doesn''t mean they all spring up from nowhere¡ªthe one that started from Ether was their ancestor, so Morgana''s great-ancestor was likely born in an area with powerful Ether and dense corruption to create the royal bloodline.


    Whereas Marimo''s race is born naturally from a mutation of animals due to the same corrupted Ether, they are 90% flesh and bone, whereas succubi are barely 5% flesh and bone.


    This means that to keep 10 succubi in the Empire for 24 hours, he would only use a small amount of his own Ether as that is the only way to keep them there without a special territory building or artefact.


    Keeping 1 Frost Hare there would take the same as 10 succubi. So taking them both might leave his maximum Ether at only 50% of his usual to maintain their bodies in his world.


    {We won''t cause trouble, I promise you...}


    ''Marimo, make sure to wear the full outfit that the girls have made at the clothier¡ªI do not want a SINGLE man to see how beautiful my cutest Frost Hare looks naked.''


    {!!!}


    Somehow he could feel her happiness and excitement just from her thoughts as he looked at his updated status page, wondering what the people in his class might say if they saw it.


    Luckily, this was an important secret; only those you most trusted could see it.


    ''That stupid Sumika showed me hers after parading her naked body to me in the bath...''


    -> Status <-


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (19)


    Race: Human/Incubus King (Awakening - Stage 1/10)


    Title: Lancelot of the Endless Waltz (Unique)


    Lord Type: Lancelot (????)


    Level: 7 -> 14


    -> Body <-


    Health: 100%


    Ether: 20% S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Summon Drive: 100%


    Experience: 65%


    -> Physique <-


    Blade Waltz - Tyrant Body


    -> Attributes <-


    Strength: 15


    Agility: 16


    Stamina: 15


    Endurance: 14


    Intelligence: 14


    Wisdom: 14


    Charisma: 27


    -> Lancarod <-


    Length: 22-26cm (a good 10 inches)


    Circumference: 15-17cm (a good 6 inches)


    -> Skills <-


    Lancelot School of Dual Swordsmanship - Rank 4


    Irregular Defence - Rank 7


    Whirlwind Slash - Rank 5


    Blade Dance - Rank 4


    -> Magic <-


    Phantasmal Swordsmanship - Rank 3


    Arc Flame Slash - Rank 1


    Piercing Blizzard - Rank 1


    ''It seems that I''ve grown well since becoming an Incubus half. Not only do I now get 8 attributes per level, but I also get 2 in Charisma per level. Thanks to sleeping with both Ikumi and Morgna, I learned two blade magic skills...''


    He decided not to mention that his "Lancerod" could grow even bigger but also became variable should the girl''s insides be too tight or she was a virgin allowing him to adjust to her size, another Incubus racial trait slowly.


    Upon checking the details, he stood from his throne.


    He watched with a smile as Morgana punished two Succubus Princesses before blowing her a kiss and seeing both Meru and Marimo rush towards him, blushing at the display of the Succubi before he wrapped both arms around them, ignoring the pouting Meru as they vanished from the throne with a blinding flash of silver light.

 Chapter 49 - 10: Meru and Marimo

    The gentle hum of Sebastian''s retro black car sounded as they drove towards the academy. Lancelot sat in the centre with a smiling Marimo on the left, her eyes focusing on the outside, darting around with huge eyes filled with excitement.


    On the right, the smaller Meru was just the same, her little mouth with a huge smile as she saw the many outfits in the department store windows, the huge billboards with food advertisements on them.


    However, when Lancelot tried to speak to her, she would just "Hmph" or click her tongue, despite being one of the most faithful troops, maybe due to Marimo.


    He didn''t know for sure, but Meru''s loyalty skyrocketed when she saw Lancelot''s face and body even before she knew of her sister being here.


    ''But she keeps sitting on my lap when getting excited and jumping away quickly after realising it is cute.'' Lancelot thought, leaning back and relaxing in his black uniform with the academy logo on his black and white blazer with a red collar.


    Unlike the students in the normal classes, he had a cool Red sash on the left arm with his rank to let normal students know he was an Elite Lord and for others know he was the First year''s Rank 1.


    "Lord Lancelot, will you attend the school overnight as the Elite Lords will enter Avalon at 6 pm tonight as scheduled?" Sebastian asked with a curious voice before becoming silent.


    Sebastian''s eyes glanced over the two rabbits and wondered where they came from, but he wouldn''t divulge the secrets of his current Master, even if temporary.


    ''This man is such a well-disciplined butler, no wonder he fought with Merlin until the end. Let''s not mistreat his effort and respect and try to win his genuine servitude.''


    "I will probably stay overnight, so feel free to go home and take care of your daughter; she likely rarely gets to see you due to mine and the other Elite Lord''s orders and commands, right?"


    Lancelot said, leaning over towards Marimo, who leaned too far off her seat, as his hand wrapped around her waist, keeping her steady.


    Watching the exchange in the corner of his eye, Sebastian couldn''t help but feel a strange feeling from the new student...


    He felt that in just a week, or even a few days since he met Lancelot, his persona and aura had changed several times, becoming more mature and relaxed while refined as a Lord and, quite honestly, felt the noble presence that many of the current nobility lacked.


    Then the shock that he knew about his daughter, which only Merlin and a select few knew about, caused him to almost drive the car off the road in shock.


    Not only was Lancelot valuing Sebastian as a steward. Still, Sebastian was evaluating Lancelot''s calibre as a Lord, which would likely enter the ears of Merlin, especially seeing the gentle treatment of the second-class troop that Sebastian himself collected.


    Accept the situation, "Thank you, Lord Lancelot, I will be sure to remember this grace."


    "Do not worry¡ªthere is one thing in this world that should be sacred: family."


    After a short drive, they finally arrived at the academy, taking the executive parking entrance as the long black car slowly pulled into the First Year parking lot in the space reserved for Lancelot - Rank 1.


    ***


    "Let''s go, Marimo. Do not care about others'' words or stupid thoughts."


    "To me, you are all special."


    "Meru, you too, stop picking things up off the floor." Lancelot''s voice was both regal and teasing as the squatting rabbit suddenly jumped up, her hand holding a lollipop.


    "I promise to buy you some from the academy store later, okay, Meru-Only lollipops."


    Lancelot didn''t stop to see her reaction, smiling as he saw her pout at his back in a mirror before she looked away with a slight blush on her cheeks while tossing the dirty lollipop away and hopping after him, her little hand reaching out to his shadow from the light.


    ''This girl...''


    {Please forgive Meru¡ªshe has been spoiled since birth and has trouble being honest... She likes you. Otherwise, she wouldn''t have let you touch her, even by accident.}


    ''Don''t worry, Marimo, I find her rather cute and look how happy she seems to wait for the lollipops later.''


    {Thank you, Master ~}


    ''Lancelot is fine, Marimo.''


    {T-that.... thank you! Lancelot~}


    Lancelot loved how Marimo was a very reserved woman, even being pleased about calling him by his name, her lips smiling identically to her sister now singing a small song about her eating the red candy...


    A thought of holding both sisters passed through the Incubi''s thoughts before he entered the academy door.


    It was amazing in the classroom, different from the general classroom; each desk and seat was personal and cushioned with a fluffy black pillow.


    Lancelot needed to scan his left hand and a sigil to open the magitek-PC on the desk.


    "Oh~ it''s so cool," Meru said as the screen had a dancing rabbit chasing a carrot as it loaded, likely customised because of Merlin''s weird mind.


    However, Sebastian had contacted Merlin and the academy ahead of time. Lancelot''s desk was in the prime position to see the entry from the room with two private seats beside him for Meru and Marimo, who now sat happily watching the room with sparkling eyes.


    ''Still... Marimo looks so pretty in that uniform...'' He thought, looking at her long white stockings that covered her silky black fur going all the way to her waist.


    Because her hips were so wide, there was a customised weighted skirt, so her panties were hard to see when she jumped around.


    Finally, she had a black blazer with a cute white blouse underneath, completely hiding her voluptuous breasts, and Lancelot''s emblem on the breast pocket made her look sexy, alluring and bold.


    Meru''s was the same but with a longer skirt that danced and swayed when she moved, but the girl herself seemed to like it so that he wouldn''t complain. S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    {Master, you look so handsome in your new uniform....!}


    ''Not as pretty as you are, my cute little princess Marimo.''


    Her face filled with a blush as her feet began tapping on the floor, many people looking towards them as she became even more embarrassed and tapped his hand with her, only for Lancelot to grab it tight, stroking her fingers with his.


    ''So cute... see?'' Lancelot thought, looking into her lovely blue eyes even as they darted to each side to avoid his gaze.


    "M-master.... please... It''s embarrassing..." Her sweet voice whispered in his ear as she leaned close to him, her soft nose touching his cheek, her sweet breath blowing down his neck as her eyes closed, feeling his hands stroke her ears and brush through her hair.


    Lancelot leaned against her cheek before whispering enchanting, "My lovely little black Hare, come to my bed tonight~?"


    Marimo''s little body shot away, almost falling from her chair as suddenly Meru elbowed Lancelot''s abdomen and stepped on his toes before looking away with a pout.


    Like this, he spent time flirting and playing with the two hares before class started.

 Chapter 50 - 11: Dueling A Noble [1]

    30 minutes passed, and it was about 20 minutes until the lessons would begin, now with most students in their seats, but none had brought their Commanders, or rather they were left outside or in the yard and not brought to class.


    ''It seems that the guys like Marimo... sorry guys, but she''s mine both as a warrior and woman.''


    Lancelot thought with such a fierce and focused mind that he didn''t realise it was transferred to his cute little Hare, who blushed a bright red, trying to cover her face and little hare nose as it wiggled. S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Ah, man, it sure stinks of beasts in here¡ªwho would bring animals to a place for nobles and the elite?" A blonde male sitting in the Rank 15 seat with a designer necklace and full set as he leaned to the side laughing with his lackeys.


    ''Just a jealous clown, let''s ignore it... Marimo, it''s okay¡ªthe only beasts are the filthy nobles like him, a sense of superiority because their family did something hundreds of years ago, and now they rot slowly from inside at the expense of the poor.''


    "Hahaha, it must take a Lord with no class or ability to summon such unwanted garbage. Hahahaha! Maybe, they can serve his bed at night, though?" His lackey sneered, with brown hair looking at the trio.


    This time Marimo''s soft hand clasped Lancelot''s, stopping him from lunging forward at the insult of his cute Frost Hares.


    Bang!


    "Take back those words! Master is the best Lord in the world!"


    Before anyone had realised what had happened, a shrill voice sounded as a woman''s hand covered in black fur with sharp claws slapped the brown-haired Noble''s face, crushing his face and bones with a loud snap.


    Like a feral animal, Meru brutally beat the Lord until he lost consciousness; her powerful legs, strong enough to dent even the black reinforced car of Merlin, snapped back before slamming forward...


    Kicking the poor boy''s crotch with a loud crack, his body convulsing like a dying frog despite being unconscious as Meru skipped back to her seat with a calm face.


    When she noticed Lancelot''s gaze, she pulled out her tongue and turned away, with a pink colour on her cute cheeks.


    "How dare you have your filthy mongrels attack a noble!" The blonde noble shouted as he stood, pointing at Lancelot, grasping the sword at his waist.


    Yet before he could even draw, a cold blade was pressed against his throat as Lancelot''s knee smashed him against the wall with a thunderous crack, splitting the wall and ground apart with its force.


    "Ah... filthy mongrel? Hahaha...."


    "Lancelot du Lac!" Lady Guinevere''s voice sounded as if trying to stop him from his actions, and behind her, the two retainers he beat the other day looked at him with fierce looks.


    His face slowly turned to face her, while a thin line of blood appeared on the Lord''s throat, as the now red eyes of Lancelot looked at Guinevere with a disgusted look.


    She had long black hair with a wavy style, and her bangs brushed to the side, revealing her beautifully shining blue diamond earrings and sapphire necklace.


    His heart started to surface whenever he looked at her, their old love and romance, as his anger slightly diminished.


    But they insulted his beloved troops, and women couldn''t be fixed just with the words of a woman he once loved with all his heart and then betrayed the human alliance!


    So although he tried to be civil, her interference was already difficult for him to accept.


    "What would it be, Lady Guinevere? I am merely dealing with garbage, my duty as a Lord."


    She looked at him with a complex look, forced to take a more icy gaze because that man supported her mother, and she couldn''t afford to go against them so openly, even if she agreed with what happened...


    "You must relent; students must never hurt another... Added, your troop started the fight and should be punished-"


    "I dare you to try, p-r-i-n-c-e-s-s. Even if Arthur himself wanted to stop me..."


    "I would do the same."


    {Calm Master! I will scold Meru... Don''t get in trouble for us...}


    With a sigh, he flicked his wrist, letting the Gale Sword return to his body.


    However, Ether began to build inside his right fist as his body twisted and smashed the Noble in his abdomen, shattering his core, but the damage was so tiny by the time they realised it was damaged, it would be months later.


    ''Mongrel, enjoy living as a commoner.''


    "Thank you, Lancelot...." Guinevere said with a complex smile, looking away with lowered eyes.


    "I did it for my cute Hares, not you."


    The moment Lancelot sat in his seat, stroking both girls'' heads with a smile, the door suddenly opened as the familiar figure of Evaine entered carrying several objects before looking at the collapsed nobles on the ground with a wry smile on her face.


    "It seems my class will have troublemakers as always ~ Ah, I love being an instructor!"


    Looking at the class with her sharp eyes, dressed in a sexy white blouse and tight black skirt, she scanned the room before her plump red lips opened with a sticky sound, "So, which hotshot beat the son of an Earl?"


    All hands pointed to Lancelot...


    But he was grooming his two Frost Hares, even using a special black comb with a beautiful Hare image painted on it.


    "Him again!?" Evaine''s voice sounded as she facepalmed with a long sigh.


    She stood at the centre of the class before slamming her items down and clenching her fists before hammering her fists on the black marble desk, causing the entire room to shake with force.


    "You little bastards, noble, commoner or troops! Don''t be causing trouble in my damn classroom! Or I''ll beat you myself!" Evaine clicked her tongue before looking at Lancelot, Guinevere and the nobles, now slowly recovering.


    "Since it''s come this far, settle it on the duelling field and use your troops; why beat each other like savages..."


    "Okay? I don''t want to deal with this crap next lesson, so make your schemes, and fight out there! I will give you until this afternoon before we enter Avalon to deal with your childish shit!"


    Lancelot knew that her overacting and making this smaller was for him, Rank 1 or not. His family were dead, barely classed as fallen nobility and the boys he attacked were an Earl and his Baron follower.


    ''You haven''t changed, always protecting the weaker students in secret... Silly woman...''


    Their eyes matched as Lancelot smiled at her with an obvious wink that Guinevere also saw with widening eyes alternating her look between the new instructor and Lancelot.


    "I wish to fight on his behalf; they are in no state to fight... If I may?"


    When Guinevere spoke, Lancelot and Evaine looked at her with sharp gazes.


    Nevertheless, the princess didn''t falter, looking at Evaine with a determined look before gazing at Lancelot with a fleeting and apathetic gaze.


    "Okay then, do you agree that''s a fine child of the Rembrandt family?" Ravine asked the blonde boy, her aura and force almost crushing him as he trembled in fear.


    "Y-yes....that.... the gambit?"


    "I will decide." Lady Guinevere''s soft voice cut off the noble as she looked only towards Lancelot''s handsome face, who merely sneered at her before turning back to his Hares and pampering them.


    "Sigh..."


    "Very well, just let me know the result, and I will deal with any issues..." Evaine sighed.


    Seeing the gaze of Guinevere as a fellow woman, she knew more trouble might be caused shortly by this damn cocky, arrogant but dazzling man with silver hair...


    Shaking her head, she adjusted her mind.


    "I am Evaine, simple Evaine, your teacher for the year."


    "I don''t like complicated things, but I will help if there are any problems related to being a Lord or Avalon. Otherwise, use the library."


    "Thanks."


    "Let''s get ready for Avalon! Open your terminals and "Avaticus-1" This is the first lesson, and we will follow the numerics for each class in the future! If you get stuck or fall behind, come see me in the end!"


    Evaine didn''t stop, or hold for questions, as she stepped onto her podium, her ample bosom swaying as she leaned forward to see the text.


    "And so..."

 Chapter 51 - 12: Dueling A Noble [2]

    "Hey! Lady Guinevere and the Rank 1 First Year will duel!" A boy shouted down the hallway, his face slightly chubby, but his smile and ginger hair made him look charming and cute.


    "Really? Sounds exciting¡ªher dragons should destroy the overconfident commoner." A noble student with a smug grin said to his two friends.


    "It''s as you say, Lord Barrat!"


    {Master...}


    ''Mariomo''s voice sounds a little nervous and apologetic...'' Lancelot thought when her soft voice sounded, but he couldn''t accept her feeling bad when it wasn''t her fault.


    ''Even Meru isn''t to blame¡ªI am happy she reacted that way for me.''


    Lancelot''s hand brushed the tall Marimo and short Meru''s heads, enjoying the slight difference in their fur''s texture. Soft and silky was Marimo''s hair, and sleek and glossy Meru''s.


    He ignored the stupid gossip of the bored nobles and hopeful commoners wanting to put themselves in his body and teach them a lesson.


    ''Guinevere...''


    The huge academy was split into four sections, one dedicated to the summoning gate for Avalon, which they would enter shortly after this duel. It was filled with a grand garden that surrounded the northwestern area of the academy with a huge black gate, where the portal would form.


    In the southwestern area was the arena, where he achieved Rank 1, a massive stone amphitheatre which spanned the entire district with beautiful statues depicting the many headmasters and notable deans and students around the entire thing.


    Currently, the classrooms and training facilities are in the east and northeastern area, three floors of a modern building with more than 1,000 students studying here at Lord''s alone.


    As well as the Lord classes, there were also those of servants, cooks and support roles who helped make the Lord''s lives easier so they could focus on Avalon.


    Like Sebastian.


    In the training areas were several arenas that could create a limited version of Avalon to allow a person to summon a small number of their troops and fight for certain gambits.


    This was something allowed by the handbook to improve the desire for young Lords to seek to reach greater heights.


    "Nostalgic..." Lancelot whispered, his face with a faint smile as his eyebrows furrowed.


    The trio walked along the stone path, both sides of the 3-metre wide path laced with beautiful green bushes and flowers as if fake and made of vibrant plastic and various colours, from blue to pink, brown to yellow.


    "Do not feel guilty, Marimo¡ªI do not blame you or Meru." He wanted to reassure her, feeling her trembling palm.


    "B-but we are but mere low-rank Frost Hares... Master..."


    "I would rather have you than any S-rank troop. Because it is you, Marimo."


    The words seemed to cause Marimo to become dazed, looking like a pigeon shot with a pea shooter. Mouth wide open, cheeks rapidly red as she tightened the hand grasping his. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Keh! Stop seducing my sister... Hmph!" Meru pouted, her hand swinging his as he realised she was never against him but had a fiery temperament.


    He began to mess with her hair with a bright smile, chuckling, "Ah!? Stop... my hair... stupid... I don''t need your love... Shoo!


    Shoo!"


    ***


    It didn''t take long to find the arena where Guinevere was waiting for her following maids and the three noble pricks that insulted Meru.


    However, none of them looked for trouble, instead looking embarrassed as they avoided Meru''s fierce gaze.


    Lancelot could swear their wounds were worse but had no proof.


    ''Her troop should be a red dragon...'' He began to step towards the huge arena the size of at least 20 metres each way and covered the entire garden.


    ''Rather, it''s likely to be a young dragon right now, and her daily troop would be dragon whelps.''


    Evaine was standing to the side, walked towards Lancelot with a digital blackboard, and handed it over to him. "The princess has already added her request. So please add yours."


    Lancelot stood on the digital board and nodded before looking at what she had written.


    -> Lady Guinevere wishes to form a military and economic alliance with you as a Lord should you lose.


    ''What!?'' His vision snapped, looking at the woman he could never understand. She looked at him with her normal icy look. ''What does that look mean!? Why are you so annoying!''


    This woman was special to Lancelot. However, he felt the pain from the memory of the betrayal even now.


    Somehow¡ªhe knew there must be something more to it because, from that day, she had never appeared on ANY side or battle.


    ''Nor did she appear in the Empire...'' Suddenly, Lancelot had an epiphany and realised something... that only Morgana could answer.


    ''Morgana, did Guinevere truly betray me at the battle of Hastings?'' He tried to contact her as usual, but her response didn''t come.


    Feeling slightly frustrated, he wrote down his gambit.


    -> Lancelot du Lac wishes to spend a single night together with Lady Guinevere should she lose to him.


    ''Let her misunderstand and hate me, but I must have time with her alone to discover her true self, the smiling beauty of the West or the cold-hearted traitor!''


    Once writing his gambit, the black datapad became dull before a blue and purple mist began to pour into the arena from the datapad.


    It split into two streams before spreading around the entire floor, filling out the huge image of the righteous king Mideos before both sides switched.


    Guinevere''s gambit entering Lancelot and his entering her.


    To stop anyone from interfering, the gambits would be imbued into both participants'' souls, and upon the end, would use magic to cause the loser pain until they completed their gambit.


    ''Whatever, let''s see how long you keep that cold facade up. I know your face when unable to resist the pleasures of the flesh.''


    Holding his sword, he stepped onto the arena while the two Frost Hares beside him changed their aura and instantly equipped their spear and shield hopping onto the arena with one big and one small beside him.


    "Lancelot..." A serene yet disconnected voice sounded from Guinvere''s lips.


    "You should surrender¡ªyou cannot defeat my dragon. She is far too powerful for your weak rabbits."


    ''Why do you sound like Morgana... Look, now you made them angry...''


    "Yah! Ice-faced bitch!" Meru began to copy the curse one of the succubi seemed to have taught her in a few hours!


    "Forgive us, Lady Guinevere, but we are the Master''s Frost Hares, and as pathetic or weak as we are. We, too, have pride as his beloved troops!" Marimo''s voice was calm, heroic and soft as it echoed through the area thanks to the magic speakers.


    "Ohhh! Rabbit''s wife is so cute!"


    "Look at those thighs....!" Another commoner added.


    "Fight on, Lancelot! Show the nobles were are not their pawns!"


    "Lady Guinevere, crush this fool and his filthy beasts!"


    "I pledge 400 silver on Guinevere to win!" Another noble added.


    Lancelot closed his eyes, stepping forward with his Gale Sword split into dual blade form, patting the head of both rabbits before standing ahead of them.


    Slowly his eyes opened, glowing with a beautiful silver light, "As you can see, Guinevere, my cute Hares do not wish to surrender."


    "So send out your lizard and watch me crush her!"


    The moment he spoke, a huge purple aura burst from his feet¡ªhundreds, maybe thousands of purple swords stabbed into the ground, all shimmering with a beautiful, magical pulse in different shapes and sizes.


    The spectacle even caused Evaine to gasp in surprise.


    Lady Guinevere watched with a genuine smile for the first time before stepping forward and stepping on the ground with a loud clack from her high-class heels with exquisite design.


    She lowered her head briefly, a slight blush on her cheeks, "Even in this life... you do not change... My foolish sweet Lancelot..."


    Identical to Lancelot, her entire body erupted in pure crimson flames as a huge dragon burst from the sky with beautiful scales and shimmering gold eyes.


    The dragon slit pupils watching the arena with her maw opening wide, seeing the opponent and his troops.


    However, there was no mockery or disdain, only awe, excitement and anticipation.


    "Come to me, Longinus! We shall rend another foe together!"


    Guinevere''s body danced in a beautiful circle before her uniform became a flaming dress of crimson petals and an ornate red spear in her right hand.


    She snapped her head before rushing forwards, a brilliant smile on her face.


    "COME LANCELOT! SHOW ME YOUR BEAUTIFUL DANCE OF BLADES!"


    [Lancelot... Forgive me for the late response...]


    [Guinevere died on that day]

 Chapter 52 - 13: Slaying Dragons Laying Maidens [1]

    Marimo reacted faster than the slightly shocked Lancelot, her body like a jet as she lunged across the huge arena, her body leaping into the air as a huge fireball was flung from the red dragon''s mouth.


    Suddenly, in mid-air Meru''s black feet stepped on Marimo''s back, pressing down with her muscles tightened before exploding into the sky, using her to boost her towards the dragon at sonic speeds.


    "Yah!"


    "Hah!" The pressure sent Marimo''s body to the ground towards Guinevere, who suddenly looked up with a shocked face, raising Longinus to defend herself.


    Her black spear crouched under her arm, and her body was like an arrow completely straight, tearing through the sky to penetrate the dragon''s chest.


    *Slice**Pierce*


    Meru''s spear tore apart the soft pale scales under the dragon''s belly, its maw opening as flames fired randomly as she screamed in pain, the black rabbit licking the dragon''s blood from her spear before falling to the ground with a smile.


    Marimo''s eyes were narrow, like slits, as she felt her Master''s complex feelings towards this woman.


    How could she NOT give everything?


    Holding her spear tight, she cannoned towards Guinevere, who pulled her back, arms tensing while a thick wind spread around her limbs.


    *Clang**Slash*


    Guinevere was accurate, powerful and crafty, using her wind to increase her speed and reduce the resistance of her spear tip¡ªcutting through the air like paper, she lunged forward, timing it with Marimo''s blow.


    Her blade pierced the neck of Marimo despite her using Shield Wall and Shield Bash. In contrast, Marimo''s spear pierced Guinevere''s abdomen¡ªa huge impact of wind and ice caused the Hare to release her spear as she tumbled across the arena floor, slamming her legs down to avoid falling off the edge, leaving a blood trail along with her body.


    {Ahh~ Master... I failed, don''t be mad...}


    ''You were beautiful¡ªrest and attack when she least expects it. My lovely Hare.''


    It was too late for him to save her as he was already rushing to save Meru.


    Lancelot''s body suddenly flung from the ground, encased in the same scales as the other day, activating his Dominus, beautiful wings growing from his back.


    His wings flapped, crushing the ground beneath him, before flinging himself towards Meru with a loud bang catching her in the last moment, her arm wrapping around his neck, kissing his cheek with a cute smile.


    *Tap**Tap**Drip*


    With the adorable Meru, his body glided across the floor, his wings fluttering to dodge the fireballs from the huge red dragon¡ªGuinevere was a kind woman. Hence she didn''t attack the injured Marimo but rushed towards Lancelot, her face and blue eyes glowing like a demon.


    "Lancelot! Your troops are so adorably amazing!"


    "You too! What a wonderful woman you are!"


    Meru climbed from Lancelot''s body, her spear discarded as she began to conjure huge lances of ice, holding them above her as she twirled in sync with Lancelot''s movement as he dodged the lunging attack from Guinevere, his swords sliding across the black pole creating an array of beautiful silver sparks.


    *Da-Da-Da-Da*


    She fired all four ice lances at the dragon, the small Hare smarter than she seemed, as all zoomed through the sky.


    She tore the flesh and scales around the area she stabbed before, causing huge amounts of blood and dragon flesh to drop to the arena floor¡ªeven its flight became interrupted, dropping to the ground.


    Yet Meru didn''t stop!


    Her body would draw its Ether from Lancelot, who kept feeding her Ether as his body, like a fortress, stopped all attacks from the spear of Guinevere.


    *Clang!**Slash!*


    The golden tip of Longinus sliced through the wing of Lancelot as his body lowered, both swords slashing the injured abdomen of Guinevere, causing her abdomen to be exposed, the tight 6-pack of firm abs now bloody and torn with deep wounds.


    "Hahaha!" Lancelot felt amused¡ªsomehow, this Guinevere was different! Her body was toned, unlike the old flabby girl he slept with!


    And her eyes!


    They looked like a lover who found their husband cheating! Insanity, madness, obsession and deep affection swam in her small pupils as she breathed heavily.


    "Lancelot... I can''t lose you... we must become allies... There must be trust..." Her soft voice whispered, but he couldn''t understand the context as she was bleeding from her lips and sounded hoarse.


    "TIAMAT SUMMON DRIVE!"


    "RAWR!!"


    Lancelot''s eyes widened, a smile forming on his face as the two enemies began to glow with a radiant shine¡ªthe light was too bright, and many onlookers were forced to hide their eyes.


    In retaliation, he sent Meru back to safety, worried she might be injured, her figure vanishing into particles as he watched the huge dragon vanish before Guinevere showed her Summon Drive to him for the first time!


    "Argh.... so good!" Guinevere''s dragon''s voice sounded as everyone watched in awe.


    It was not the princess of the Empire...


    Now it was a red dragon, Empress, her long black hair burning with a scarlet flame, embers flickering from the tips, two red wings with thick scales and sharp claws on each end.


    Guinevere looked towards Lancelot with her golden pupils and slit eyes, smiling at him with her sharp canines like a dragon, her body now protected by dark red scales as she stepped forward with heavy steps.


    ''I cannot beat her with this half-assed Dominus... Since she looks like a Dragon, let me match you with a Demon!''


    [...]


    In the corner, Marimo now knelt, holding her spear ready to attack the moment she saw an opening, her body almost crushed by the aura of Lady Guinevere.


    {Strange... Master, she is only a little weaker than you in your Dominus!} S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Do not worry¡ªI am here. Let me shoulder all your worries and burdens, my beloved subjects.''


    Lancelot''s voice spread over all his troops, no matter the Hares building, killing imps or Ikumi, who was itching her butt. They all felt the warm and passionate pulse of their Master''s words and feelings.


    Unlike his Dominus, indicted by rage, it was much gentler... like the Ether was under his control, dancing with his swords. The magic around his body began to grow, more and more, little by little...


    His entire body began to pour with an aura that washed away the hot, boiling and fierce aura of the Dragon Empress.


    [You never cease to amaze me... My King]


    Out of respect for his imbuing his Domunis with the water element and aspect of his Blade Waltz and swordsmanship, she called him King, not Darling.


    *Woosh!*


    Like a slowly raging storm, from a gentle breeze to a hurricane, his body was wrapped in his Ether as his body began to transform, two curved horns, beautiful and black, shimmering in the light, his wings now larger and filled with raven feathers with sharp edges.


    A gentle hymn sounded as if sung by angels¡ªas his hand reached out towards Marimo, her eyes widened as she felt his call.


    ''Summon Drive with me, Marimo¡ªlend me your power.''


    Everyone was shocked as a swirl of blood danced across the field while the pressure still forced Guinevere to kneel, her face furious and teeth biting her lips as blood oozed down her chin.


    "Bow for your King, Summon Drive."


    A huge procession of huge purple swords floated in the air as the blood of Marimo was used to form his Dominus armour, her body becoming black particles of Ether before merging with his body.


    A scarlet red armour covering his entire body, beautiful and filled with flames, a red-winged helmed with black feather''s slowly forming over his face, as he held out his hand...


    Slowly the gentle hymns faded, as a blue icicle formed in his hand, slowly forming a blade of frost, a beautiful black handle and a curved blade like an eastern sword.


    This was Marimo... Marimo''s Summon Drive...!


    "My adorable Marimo, let us destroy our enemy together." His voice was charming and distorted, but the beautiful blue blade glistened with blue crystals.


    "Guinevere..."


    "Stand up and fight."


    Lancelot''s final words echoed through the arena as he stepped forward, his sword held at his chest, pointing towards the sky.

 Chapter 53 - 14: Slaying Dragons Laying Maidens [2]

    He warned her before his body shot forward, like a whisp in the darkness, his body''s speed accelerating thanks to the four blood wings with black feathers propelling him forward as she struck Guinevere with a downward attack.


    *Slash**Swipe*


    Guinevere''s body pushed off the ground as his blade cut through the air, her kneeling leg snapping upwards.


    She twisted her lance and blocked his slash with the width of her shaft, holding both sides with her hands¡ªthe force pushed her back, sliding across the stone as it cracked under the pressure.


    "Tsk!"


    Her legs began to cramp from the sheer pressure of tensing her glutes to the max, trying to stop his blow completely¡ªGuinevere looked at the glowing eye sockets and could swear she saw a smirk!


    *Woosh*


    Lancelot''s body released the pressure, causing Guinevere to stumble forward, her guard and stance broken, his blade flicking along with his wrist as it cut her abdomen with a deep tear, the icy blade causing chilblains upon contact with her flesh, easily cutting through her red scales, as she stumbled forward, pushing into the ground with her lance to recover.


    Guinevere snapped back, only to be rapidly greeted by a dozen sharp purple blades flying towards her face, "Shit!" Spinning Longinus, the blades were destroyed, scattering into beautiful purple petals of Ether.


    "Woah! This is awesome!"


    "This IS Awesome!"


    The crowd cheering became more rowdy as both sides started to fight back and forth, the speed of Guinevere was slightly superior, but she lost all places.


    *Slash**Pierce!*


    Lancelot''s swords slashed her right thigh, and his offhand cut through her left forearm scales while her spear penetrated his abdomen, cracking his scales, forcing him to stop his flowing blade flurry, and taking several steps back.


    *Woosh!*


    A burst of flames exploded around Guinevere''s body as she used the dragoon''s flame to burn away the chilblains and restore her body to normal temperature, no longer slowed by the icy debuff from Marimo''s sword.


    "Haa...Haa..." Guinevere looked at Lancelot, holding herself up with Longuinus, a weapon that rapidly drained her Ether just by holding it, but she was smiling¡ªthe broken red helmet showed her beautiful white teeth and broad smile with little dimples.


    Lancelot was the same, his body filled with a pleasant fire of delight and desire. He always wanted to fight against Guinevere in the past life, her huge red Dragon and the spear that killed the black Dragon.


    Their bodies darted around the arena, clashing with their weapons, sword versus spear, man versus woman.


    Blood and sparks spraying around created a beautiful spectacle as the duo clashed repeatedly.


    *Crack**Shatter!*


    The armour on their bodies began to slowly dissipate, both of them losing Ether fast, one due to having manifested Marimo in the real world AND using her Summon Drive, the other for using Longinus and her Summon Drive...


    Beautiful red lights began to flicker, dancing in the sky around Guinevere as her armour and Summon Drive faded, the same for Lancelot as his Dominus cracked, slowly reaching his limits as the pair looked at each other with a euphoric smile, both helmets shattered.


    "Phew... Guinevere, how about one more round, one last attack?"


    "Fufu~ are you that confident, Lancelot?"


    Suddenly the surrounding crowd became confused; why did they speak like friends? Their gazes were strange...


    Especially the 2nd Year Elite students who came to watch their Rank 1''s future wife; however, they quickly realised something was wrong upon watching this battle.


    Firstly, his future wife, a first year, was not much weaker than he is now as a 2nd year, and this strange fallen noble... He is even stronger¡ªobvious to see each time he could have taken her out, and his blows were softened as if to make the fight longer.


    However, the biggest factor...


    Guinevere was laughing, smiling at this man.


    She had never laughed or smiled even when meeting or viewing the grand battles of her Fianc¨¦.


    In the quiet academy of the elite students from the Empire, it looked like trouble was brewing.


    Meanwhile, on the stage, the two fighters didn''t care about the plots, the royal family, the duty, their future¡ªeven Avalon vanished.


    There was only Lancelot.


    There was only Guinevere.


    A sword!


    A spear!


    "Marimo, thank you for the hard work¡ªplease rest," Lancelot whispered as the beautiful blue sword of ice glistened, a pretty mist of ice filling his body before her body appeared.


    Lancelot gently kissed her forehead, glad he had made the sheet of ice cover her body as she was completely naked after transforming; her eyes looked at him with a sense of delight and bliss as she breathed heavily.


    "Return home, my lovely knight."


    "Mm!"


    With that, his body faded into soft particles of blue luminescence before the ice curtain vanished, and Guinevere looked at him with a strange face.


    "???" Lifting her eyebrows before smiling at his usual gentle self.


    "My cute little Hare would have been seen in her state of birth¡ªI didn''t wish for her to cry."


    The demonic aura vanished, his scales gone, and standing in his basic school outfit and the Gale Sword in two-handed form¡ªLancelot faced Guinevere with a faint smile, trying to hide his exhaustion with a short, sharp breathing technique.


    Lancelot pointed the two-handed sword towards her chest while his hands tightly gripped the blade as he cushioned the pommel in his right shoulder.


    "Princess Guinevere,"


    "You Face Lancelot of the Empire."


    "Take up your spear and face your judgement."


    As if embodying the old Lancelot, the words and verse sent chills up the spine of Guinevere, the image of watching him hundreds... Thousands of times, going to battle with his goblins, only to come back wounded.


    Yet no matter how badly he hurt, showing her a gentle smile...


    Guinevere took up her spear, finger and arms trembling from nostalgic feelings and exhaustion.


    Longinus pointing towards his heart, took a deep breath as the huge Ether from Lancelot''s body gathered as if those words triggered him to become serious.


    Hundreds of small swords appeared around his body, like before when he transformed, but this time, they were real.


    A single moment passed, then another as nothing happened.


    The crowd felt the tension as sweat oozed down both people''s faces, but they still looked immaculate.


    *Dang!* *Dang*


    With the sound of the 4 pm bell, both bodies rushed forward, Guinevere''s spear lunging forward with twelve strikes, four at his face, body and crotch. At the same time, Lancelot''s sword and body twirled around with a powerful upward swinging slash, then chaining with an instant downward chop and lunging thrust.


    *Clang**Slash**Pierce*


    Guinevere''s spear almost tore out Lancelot''s eyes, but his head leaned to the said with the slightest inch of space as the spear cut his cheek, left, right, right, left.


    He dodged the first blows before his upward swing slashed across Guinevere''s chest as her four piercing thrusts to his chest were deflected, forcing her back. S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But he chased, slashing down her chest, blood and her armour destroyed as she was sent stumbling back, the spear dropping from her hand and turning into golden particles of light, as her Dragon landed beside her with an exhausted face, falling on its side tongue out of its mouth panting.


    *Thrust*


    Lancelot''s final thrust aimed right at her heart, too fast for her to dodge, her body out of all power as she began to fall backwards. His eyes opened, noticing he was too forceful and the strike might kill her before a flash of blonde hair followed by a fierce kick sent his body rocketing into the sky.


    Evaine stood holding the collapsed Guinevere in her arms as she looked at the pair with a huge smile and a shit-eating grin as she furrowed her brow, seeing the annoying Mordred and the second-year elite swaggering over.


    [That was quite the little fight... Did you enjoy beating her while holding back?]


    ''Ah... Morgana... I think I still love her.''


    [That is fine, but that path, you know how it ends...]


    [The Empire will not look kindly to a knight that seeds their future empress...]


    He looked at Guinevere, who ignored the crowd and medic, instead looking towards him with the most wonderful smile, despite the blood dripping from her nose and lips.


    The pair seemed to have an understanding from this fight.


    "I''m sorry I let you down, please forgive me..." - Guinevere.


    "I know the truth¡ªwhat is there to forgive, silly girl." - Lancelot.


    Evaine reminded him of the duel as he took out his phone and made the appointment in their secret language.


    "WINNER! LANCELOT DU LAC!!!!"


    "Wooooooooah!!!"


    "Fuck it was so awesome!!!"


    "Nobles are pretty badass too!"


    "Ah... someone gets his number... He''s my future husband!"


    Lancelot watched the face of Guinevere turn bright red upon reaching for her vibrating phone while he gave her a cheeky grin when she looked at him with a pout.


    ''Let''s go¡ªmoving to Avalon will be annoying to time right...''


    [I will support you;¡ªMarimo looked extremely happy...]


    ''She was extremely helpful, as was Meru.''


    [That Meru... even though she acts like she hates you... I think she adores you more than a normal troop...]


    ''Who cares? You are all mine.''


    ''And I am yours.''


    [Fufu~ you broadcast that troop wide on purpose!]


    ''You did the same, no?''


    [Damn... the cute Lancelot, where did he go!?]


    ''You ate him on the bed!''


    Walking towards the North West of the academy, Lancelot felt amazing and would claim his prize, even if the entire Elite class turned into his enemy.


    ''The more enemies, the faster I will grow.''

 Chapter 54 - 15: Im An Avalon Virgin! Honest!

    Located in the northwest section of the academy lies a mystical structure, located and found in the early dates of the Empire''s history¡ªat the time, nobody knew about Avalon or even the other races hid on the other side of a thin veil...


    Discovering the portal and the machine that created the portal was mankind''s first step into both devastation and prosperity...


    "It''s rather nostalgic..." Lancelot whispered he didn''t resummon Marimo because she was tired after using the Summon Drive and over-exerting herself to impress him.


    ''Such a cute little Hare...'' So he summoned Meru, who was happy to return and stood beside him humming after learning he won the duel.


    "Hehe~"


    "Are you that happy?" S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot and Meru sat on the waiting benches inside the huge structure once thought to be created by the gods.


    Yet nobody could truly say who created this gadget, with 10 huge rectangle mirrors around 15 metres high and 5 metres wide, it was a huge and clunky thing which supported even more back then, 3,000 years ago, when the gods had delivered this to mankind.


    ''Well, it''s not the only one, most academies now have smaller ones, but this one and the one in the Justice Union to the far west have an amazing one too.


    They Discovered 500 years ago when their people split from the Empire.


    About 20 students were waiting in the other seats for other years.


    However, the only people from the first year were Lancelot and Meru sitting on his lap, her powerful legs kicking out as she ate some dried imp meat with a happy smile.


    Merlin stood on a quiet, elevated pedestal in the centre of the room.


    His eyes browsed across the faces and bodies of the students, seemingly checking their talent and future with the shimmering blue glow and his star-shaped pupils¡ªit was clear he was analysing them all to check for intruders.


    ''It''s good that Morgana was stronger than him at her peak, so he cannot see through her veil or protection...''


    10 minutes later, several people started to enter; most of them were the members of Lancelot''s class, still seeming to be excited about the battle at the arena.


    "Amazing... Did you know that Lancelot was that strong?" A boy asked¡ªhis hair was short and spiked with a brown tint, and he had a rugged face, which was quite handsome and popular, with two women walking beside him engaged in their conversation.


    "No way, he always was very flexible during physical class but never showed such skill with a sword or even his own body before..."


    "Guinevere was just as amazing, though! Her dragon''s Summon drive... It was such a close fight!" The second girl cut in, seeming to want to support Guinevere or maybe not support another man in front of the boy she liked.


    It didn''t matter how handsome Lancelot was¡ªthese girls loved the man beside them. Looks weren''t everything, but they certainly would at least greet and be willing to talk with him now, both wanting to apologise for judging him for his status in the past.


    "Speak of the devil¡ªhe''s with his cute little troop too. Imagine doing that thing with some muscular men or a nasty goblin... Lucky guy, haha."


    "Tiron, you are amazing too, don''t feel down!"


    "Mmmm, why not sit with him?"


    Lancelot could hear the noisy people and smile, Tiron Brunne, a good guy and son of a baron to the north. "I see you haven''t changed much, Tir..." Lancelot''s soft voice sounded like a butterfly''s wings flapping."


    A person he might call a friend in the future, maybe even a brother.


    In the past, when some thugs attacked Tiron, he helped fend them off at the cost of a small scar on his abdomen, but from that moment on, this guy secretly spoke well about him and tried to get the other lower nobles to back off.


    "Ahem! Quiet students, please come inside and be seated quietly¡ªotherwise, I shall expel you from this pleasure~!" Merlin threatened, coughing at the students, all buzzing from the duel.


    The moment when Tiron was about to head towards Lancelot, two women moved past him with quite the pace¡ªa smaller eastern girl in a customised black uniform with a cute hood and scarf quickly moved to where Lancelot was and, for some strange reason, sat on his left knee.


    As if competing with the Hare...


    "Master, Sumika was amazed at your truth strength! However, she cannot condone you giving your thighs to this cheeky rabbit who steels snacks!"


    "Hmph~ I am not Ikumi~ Meru is a smart girl..." Seeming to forget to correct Sumika, who called her a rabbit... causing Lancelot to chuckle, stroking both of their heads out of habit, then looking at the kunoichi.


    "How is your body Sumika the training manual wasn''t too hard, right?"


    "Mmmm... Grandpa wants to meet you in the morning and ask if you can train with me more... Stupid old man seems to love you more than his granddaughter these days..."


    "Lancelot this, That boy that...." Sumika complained, rubbing her head against Lancelot''s palm as if to get rid of her grievances and give Meru a competitive look.


    [It looks like Meru might have found a good Lord for a training partner... What do you think?]


    Morgana was so sly, stealing the thoughts off the top of my head...


    ''I''ll ask Meru and Marimo and maybe have Meru learn some of the Hotaru Kunoichi arts. A squad of female ninja hares sounds pretty cute...''


    [Are you thinking about them all using lewd techniques in bed too?]


    Lancelot ignored her before suddenly another woman approached¡ªit was Guinevere, who still had a slight bruise on her cheek from their fight.


    Her azure eyes looked into his before she smiled like a spring morning, "Lancelot, you were amazing in today''s duel. I hope we can move forward on the same side someday..."


    "That''s if you can forgive me for siding with those people... It was to avoid you getting into any further trouble... If I got hurt, those nobles wouldn''t cause trouble anymore... Neither will my father because your talent was proven..."


    [This crafty minx! She''s burying the out moat rapidly now after showing her true colours!]


    [Lancelot, be careful, this woman is a demon of lust that will swallow you whole.]


    ''Morgana...''


    Lancelot''s head hurt as he thought, ''How shameless can the Queen of succubi call another a demon of lust!?''


    "No problem, quick sit down. Merlin is giving you a nasty look... It seems he''s getting angry about the time running late, haha."


    "How nostalgic..." The pair said simultaneously, Guinevere now sitting to his right, her relaxed and serene smile as she looked left, enjoying the sight of Lancelot being so close once again...


    But the two women are sitting on his lap... That caused her to frown as she bit her lower lip with a slightly jealous look.


    "Now then, every one of the first year! It''s time to experience your first time!" Merlin''s lips curved into an old man''s smile from his dirty joke before his huge staff was slammed down.


    All 10 mirrors suddenly began to glow with a beautiful blue and purple light...


    The pathway to Avelon was opening!

 Chapter 55 - 16: A Demon Lords Visit [1]

    Lancelot watched Merlin performing his silly intro with a smile on his face, the new students who hadn''t seen it before were amazed by it, but for him and Guinevere, it was a little nostalgic but rather embarrassing to think how they acted back then.


    "Now then, I imagine you are all excited to experience the wonders of Avalon! But please wait your turn, as an error in the coordinates could send you into a horrid land rather than the human territory."


    "Maybe the feral and violent Beast Empires or the dreaded Undead North."


    "Worst of all, you might even fall into the most deadly and harsh area, the Demonic wastes, home to the many Demon Kingdoms."


    With his final words, the fingers of Merlin snapped, causing a huge aura to resonate in the room as the first mirror began to shimmer the surface like a river being tapped¡ªsmall waves began to fill the exterior before it settled.


    A beautiful silver light flowed across the surface.


    "Now then... Ahem! The top 10 from the tournament will be the first to enter, starting with Lancelot du Lac... then..."


    Lancelot, Meru and Guinevere were quite fast to stand up and stand in their positions; on the podium below the first mirror was a small stage with 10 indentations with runes painted around them.


    Lancelot and his friends stood on these while Meru hugged his arm and stood on his feet, being cute.


    She would automatically be teleported with her master. Still, some males found it infuriating as Lancelot flirted with the beautiful rabbit girl, and the women envied her, wishing they were the rabbit girl.


    "Phew... Master''s thing is so big and hard..." Meru left one final dynamite line causing the closeby students to feel despair¡ªshe was speaking about the hilt of his sword, not his manhood.


    Merlin''s body began to glow with a purple and blue swirling arcane light, the crackle in the air causing students to cover their ears from shock at how loud.


    "Now, children, prepare yourselves for this might take some time to activate! Do not panic or leave that space... Otherwise, you may die!"


    -> Would you like to enter Avalon?


    Yes/No


    The display was ready for Lancelot to visit Avalon for the "First" time. He watched as the first one to vanish was Sumika! Her little cheeky smile reflected in his eyes before she teleported.


    ''Let''s go then... thankfully, we were linked beforehand... I should be able to speak and trade with her... but let''s build the right buildings first.''


    Lancelot quickly pressed yes, because even Guinevere was registered with him now, or rather she forced him to as they would meet later tonight.


    He didn''t mind either way¡ªknowing where and how she was doing was a great help.


    However the moment before he teleported, Guinevere''s hand reached out, grasping his, holding tight as their bodies suddenly became frozen...


    They were being teleported.


    The blue and purple lights began to assault his vision causing Lancelot to experience that lovely sickening spiralling feeling, but this time his stomach was okay. It didn''t start churning and making him desire to vomit.


    *Crackle*


    His body felt the familiar warmth and soft flesh of a woman he spent most nights with underneath him as he opened his eyes slowly.


    The throne was filled with all his summoned troops, with Marimo and Ikumi kneeling to the side.


    "Morgana, why are you sitting underneath me?" Lancelot asked with a flat face.


    "Because I like it when you are on top~ Fufu!"


    Lancelot could only cover his face and feel this woman was too smart and sneaky to go the extra mile to do this and set up her little prank.


    Her body was like soft dough, squishing and sliding from beneath him as she wrapped around him and sat on his lap, kissing his lips with a short peck.


    "My King, we waited for you after seeing such a brave fight~ and all of your loving subjects became even more enamoured with you~" Her hot breath blew his cheeks while stroking his cheek with her fingertips.


    "I see," Lancelot tilted his head and looked at his cute troops. "Have you all been well?" He bellowed as they suddenly looked up from their bowing and kneeling¡ªsome of their eyes were shining bright as he smiled. "Stand, my cute ladies; I am happy to be back."


    The twins sat together behind Marimo and sulked, but they still blew Lancelot a kiss. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So, how are things progressing, Morgana?" He whispered in her pointed ear, stroking her back gently with a smile as the cute troops all began to stand, so many from what he started with, all of them were more meaty, muscular and stronger than back then.


    While waiting for her to speak, he checked the building log and their current resources, knowing they would soon need to go out of the walls and attack another Demon Lord.


    Resources: [192 Wood] [50 Stone] [330 Cloth] [150 Iron Ore] [210 Coins]


    ''It seems the stone took the biggest hit from building those walls¡ªour Cloth Iron and Coins are rising quite well, though...''


    Morgana climbed from his lap, taking a serious post as she took out a parchment and cleared her throat. "Ahem..."


    "The Western and Northern walls have been finished with 3 Stone Guard posts along them¡ªwe have built 20 Frost Hare huts to adjust for the future and have started upgrading Cottages."


    "I see, that''s good. Who''s idea was it to build 20 and then look to upgrade them?"


    Lancelot had let the living conditions and amount slip because he never needed to care before¡ªgoblins would sleep anywhere without penalty.


    Morgana''s face looked towards Ikumi before she sighed in defeat.


    "It was Ikumi, My King"


    "She thought that building lots might look ugly and we should build them "like this" as she drew a neat pattern with 4 rows of 5 and then pointed to the upgrade chain, and thus we started following this path for all troops."


    "Further, we have moved the various buildings without permission to make space for future troops or races that might migrate here. Now the village is close to Town level with four districts."


    "The Residential, Military, Production and Merchants district for future trade with other lords and intelligent creatures..."


    Lancelot nodded and found this interesting as she handed him a small parchment with the current layout as it updated on his system panel.


    The Military were in the northwest, close to the Western wall and guardhouse.


    The Residential remained in the southwest, just further from his shrine and closer to the walls.


    The Merchants district was opposite the Military in the Northeast, slightly away from the eastern wall that was 80% completed.


    Finally, the Production District was in the Southeast, just beside the walls, with the forge, blacksmith, furnace and smelter closer to the outer wall than the inner town.


    "Good work, this works out well, leaving much space in the centre for future development."


    "Ikumi, you did well. I''ll be sure to reward you." Her cute feet began to tap on the ground as her nose wrinkled, happy at his praise.


    Morgana then took another parchment and let him read it, which detailed the habits and likes of all the Female Hares and Succubi. "this is for my lord to study when giving rewards..."


    "You''re the best, Morgana¡ªI appreciate it."


    A sound suddenly appeared in his mind when he was about to pet her.


    -> "Hey~ Master Sumika''s village is super cool! Her foxes can kill the little goblins with one stab!"


    -> "Lancelot... there''s a problem... I am not in the human lands... but in the demon plains... and a Demon Lord is close by... My archers are not afraid, but his troops are succubi and another, but the imps I killed didn''t speak more under torture..."


    Listening to the words...


    Lancelot looked towards Morgana and opened his lips. "Morgana, am I called "Demon Lord" by the surrounding monsters?"

 Chapter 56 - 17: A Demon Lords Visit [2]

    In response to the sudden question, her face seemed to think it wasn''t a big deal before nodding at him with a clueless but lovely face that halved his anger in seconds.


    "You''re not mad, are you?" Morgana asked with a slightly soft and worried voice; the movement of her eyes closing and fluttering and her lips trembling caused Lancelot''s anger to vanish further.


    ''Whatever, Human Lord, Demon Lord, does it matter when I am both?''


    "Haha, why would I be mad if even the Imp rabble calls me one? Doesn''t that mean my prestige will grow? Camelot will grow."


    He didn''t want to upset Morgana. Or rather, not just her but all the succubi, as it seemed something they did collectively, and if this was something important to them, how could he deny them because of a slight discomfort?


    "I''m glad!" Morgana clenched her fists as her entire face became brightly lit, her eyes glowing golden before she gave a secret thumbs up to the other succubi.


    "Marimo."


    Lancelot called out to his most cherished Black Hare as she limped slightly towards the front of his throne. The silly girl was about to kneel when he gently held her shoulders, giving her a tight hug.


    "Why are you kneeling? Look at your state because of me. Does it hurt? Is there any pain?" He asked with a gentle voice that caused most of the women still kneeling to swoon with slight jealousy while the succubi just giggled, fluttering their wings as they left the throne.


    "Master... It''s fine... much..."


    She let out a cute whimper of pain when he poked the bruise on her bosom, slowly stroking over them with his palm as the dark blue slowly lightened until it was a small discolouration with no pain. "Is that better? Silly... if it hurts, say it hurts." sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hehe~ Master''s hug is so warm."


    "!!!"


    [I think that''s enough, she''s okay now, right?]


    {Master! Ikumi Protests!}


    As usual, they complained, but Lancelot just chuckled before releasing her after a few minutes. "Do you want to come see a friend?" His voice was gentle as he offered her a hand, his black and red wings sprouting from his back.


    -> "Where about are you located in the demon lands? Maybe near a forest?" To Guinevere


    His body stepped off the throne before taking Marimo into the skies¡ªwith a single flap of his wings, they shot 30 metres into the skies, and then he saw the familiar red dragon floating around to the Northeast... ''Oh, it''s near that Overlord guy''s former place.''


    "Morgana, you come too, Meru, Ikumi. I''m leaving Camelot to you! I''ll be back soon."


    Morgana didn''t wait as her beautiful white and black feathered wings sprung her body into the skies as she twirled in the air with a delighted face, while Marimo was wrapped in Lancelot''s left arm as they approached the small village of Guinevere.


    ''Thankfully, she''s more than 10 miles away from us, so if we develop in different directions, there won''t be many clashes...'' Lancelot thought while looking at Morgana, wondering if it was Guinevere grabbing his hand or if she would be sent here from the start.


    The demon sky was rather nice in these parts¡ªfor some reason, the strange deformed birds avoided this area, maybe due to the newbie barrier or because there was something in the mountains that hated birds... Who knew?


    ''Get ready to land; try not to make her nervous because her troops are archer types!''


    [Understood~ I won''t try to look menacing to upset her!]


    {Marimo will look cute...}


    ''Marimo is always cute!''


    "Ahh~~ Master is so bad don''t tease Marimo..."


    ***


    Guinevere was sitting on her white throne¡ªher cute dragon had already told her that a powerful existence was approaching, likely the Demon Lord mentioned by the imp rubbish.


    "Are you sure, Tiamat? They aren''t going to attack, right... I only have 15 archers... what if he is adamant about having me as his wife?" Guinevere''s eyes looked sad; she told Lancelot the area because she knew he could never come here...


    That alone caused her to feel isolated¡ªshe planned to hold his hand and test a theory from the girls in her class in the last life; it was an urban myth that if a girl grabbed the hand of the boy she liked during the first visit to Avalon, they would be spawned closer together...


    "Stupid fable, lying bitches... I''ll beat them all..."


    "Careful princess, what happened to your lady-like charm and serene beauty?" The red dragon''s gentle voice and motherly voice sounded.


    "Hmph... so what! Lancelot isn''t here anyway¡ªthere''s no father or knights, so why should I act like a stupid prim and proper princess."


    "Look where that got me in the last life! DEAD!"


    The dragon turned away, looking at the small dots approaching with a smile, her maw opening about to warn Guinevere of who it was, but then she smiled and stopped, her red tail slapping the stone floor of their throne in the style of both a dragon''s roost and castle it was rather amazing.


    The walls were created from the natural rock formations of the cave walls, with a white throne just beside Tiamat''s bed. Unlike Lancelot''s, a castle with marble floors and lovely walls, Guinevere''s was messy but had rustic and natural beauty.


    "Ah....!? Tiamat! People are approaching from the air... Intercept them, please!"


    However, before she could lift from her spot, a demon''s body crashed onto the ground; the poor archer was knocked to the ground from the huge impact and slight crater that the succubus caused.


    Her height was over 6ft, with four wings, one pair and the other black, her body covered in a black scale armour and a heavy spear in her hand as red eyes peeked from the visor over her face.


    "!!!"


    Guinevere jumped from her throne, grasping her normal spear as Longinus was on cooldown, rushing towards Morgana, when suddenly another figure dropped, a little familiar to her. Still, before she could make sure, her body was grasped by powerful arms pulling her into his embrace as she was kidnapped into the air.


    "Kyaaaaaa!?!!"


    "Lancelot Save me!!!"


    The man''s face was covered by his visor, golden eyes looking down at her, she struggled against his grasp, but her power was far too weak.


    Just as she was about to call out...


    "Silly girl, didn''t I say I would come to meet you?"


    "Eh?"


    "Lancelot...? You bastard! Put me down... you almost made me pee myself... I was so scared!"


    "Haha... sorry, I didn''t expect the ice princess to be so soft in reality..."


    Her face pouted as he shifted her body into a princess carry, flying over his Sherwood forest and the top of Camelot. "Hey~ that forest is pretty. What''s its name?"


    Lancelot looked at her face with a smile, tapping her back, "Guinevere... I named this forest Sherwood forest."


    "..."


    She became quiet momentarily as their bodies soared through the cool mid-afternoon breeze, back around his village and heading towards hers.


    "It is because of our first time?" Guinevere''s red face asked as they were close to her village, her hands pulling on his chest.


    "Ah, it''s because forests always remind me of you and..."


    "No! Don''t say it~!!" Her hands covered his mouth as the pair slowly descended to find Morgana and Tiamat chatting like friends, the dragon now in a humanoid form with long red hair.


    "Oh, the kids are back~ are you both hungry? did you hurt yourselves?" Tiamat asked in a cheery voice before drinking more of her big jar of ale.

 Chapter 57 - 18: Do You Swear Fealty To Your King! [1]

    Marimo was baking some potatoes on fire, with the female Sherwood archers in their green tunics and skirts watching her with cute faces.


    None of them had learnt skills or other things, as Guinevere didn''t make any buildings yet¡ªrather, it was too hard for her to suddenly expand after fighting Lancelot and using most of her big abilities.


    "Hmmm..." Lancelot was standing on the top of her Throne. The huge cave was embedded in a mountain, and the natural castle was just a front for visitors to admire.


    "Guinevere, should I help you expand your territory?"


    He looked amazing as the wind blew his silver hair while the black and red visor covered his face.


    She couldn''t help but feel he''d changed, becoming even more charming and devilish as his faint smile looked onto the expanding horizons of the demon continent.


    "Why would you do that for me?" She asked, not taking for granted their past relationship in Avalon. It was worthless to be someone''s family, even a wife, as betrayal was more common than a hot meal.


    "I won''t do it for free." His lips curved into a smirk; tilting his head to look at her, he pointed to her Throne as his aura exploded out from his body like a blast wave.


    "W-what!?" She gasped¡ªnothing like his power from the day!


    Lancelot''s power was like another level altogether compared to the school, as if he held back more than half of his power. It even caused the red dragon''s body to be forced to her knees as his golden eyes locked upon them.


    "Become mine."


    "Swear fealty to me as your king."


    *Tap*


    His body descended from her throne roof, his huge wings black and red filling her view, landing a metre from her body.


    "W-why....we could ally..." Her voice trembled as she was forced to prostrate herself from the sheer difference in power and force like an elephant was pushing her shoulders down.


    Guinevere could only feel a cold, heavy blade hanging from her neck as her archers trembled in fear¡ªMarimo knocked them all down before stepping forward and kneeling to him.


    "Lady Guinevere, have you forgotten the last lifetime."


    "Ally... how many of those betrayed us?"


    "Do not make me ask twice, even if my heart is crazy about you. I will cut you down."


    He didn''t want to do this, but he had to; there was nothing more absolute in Avalon than true pacts, oaths and soul bonds.


    But for a conquered Lord, there were many ways to deal with them.


    First and easiest was death, killing them and taking everything they own.


    Second, make them submit and become your ally, a good choice and doesn''t crush their pride, but they can betray you¡ªnothing is absolute.


    Third, use one of the many types of promise(pact, oath, soul bond) to force them into an alliance their own will cannot break.


    The terrifying soul bond would cause the person to die if their Lord died, which caused most to surrender and bide time to find someone to break it. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But others could! If someone learned of their pact, they could destroy or help them break it.


    Thus, betrayal wasn''t completely impossible.


    Yet this wasn''t the worst method...


    Another existed, and it was the most profane, abusive and horrifying way to make them serve you and abandon their chance to become the King or Queen of Avalon.


    They became the Lord''s [Troop] like the old vassal kingdoms of those too distant for an Empire to control.


    Lancelot knew this was offensive, could break their relationship and force him to kill her here, but he must do it. He was not human, and his trust in others was limited to those who would live or die with him.


    Stepping forward, his bloody scale boots crushed the ground beneath him as he exerted his power to its limit, hoping she would accept.


    "Guinevere, give up the folly of becoming the Queen and serve as my Lance. A lance that will take down the empire''s traitors who seek to force your marriage and take your freedom."


    His voice was enchanting, each word vibrating in her ears with a sweet and tempting timbre, causing her body to tremble with delight, lust and desire wanting more.


    Biting her lips to hold back her moaning voice, she struggled to look up, wanting to see his eyes.


    She wanted to know his reasons and believed the eyes were the gateway to souls.


    "Follow me."


    Lancelot knew she was in a tight spot, and although she regained her memories, unlike him, she couldn''t come to Avalon without the academy''s help.


    However, if she became his Troop, she would gain the ability to come and go as she pleased, using him as a conduit.


    He wasn''t a naive hero or teenager who believed love could solve everything.


    Some husbands and wives betrayed each other despite loving each other, even when their blades slid through the other''s hearts.


    It was his goal, desire, and promise to Morgana to become King of Avalon, and he didn''t care how many people he trampled and hurt in the process.


    ''I can earn her forgiveness in the future many times over. But if she would refuse, how could I let the woman with this Red Dragon Empress grow?''


    A moment of silence passed as the dragon struggled, his sword slicing through her shoulder, blood pouring down like a thick liquor¡ªthe dragon''s blood was a special and rare commodity.


    Swaying like a serpent as it dripped down her arm, she couldn''t even roar in pain as his boot slammed her face into the dirt.


    ''Hate me, loathe me, despite me as long as you follow me and survive.''


    "I will ask again will you swear loyalty to me as your King, Lady Guinevere of the Empire."


    Guinevere''s face was originally filled with anger, terror and spite after his sudden change, but she could see it...


    As if his true face was just hidden behind that visor, his fears, worries and subtle care for her, she knew from the strength of Lancelot that he likely had a way to enter Avalon, which she should have too, if not for being strictly watched by her father and the council of knights.


    "I swear..."


    "I will swear my allegiance¡ªperform the ritual!"


    ''Morgana, forgive me for using your blood this way if she one day surpasses you. Blame me.''


    [This girl was always fated to die alone.]


    [You are playing such a bad guy to force her because you know her enemy is someone else, right?]


    ''It is obvious if the one who killed her was Arthur, he would have done it the moment she betrayed him or rather the moment he took the throne from her father.''


    [Fufu~ the former sword idiot Lancelot is starting to grow as a leader, it seems the hints I let you see in your dreams are helping.]


    ''Ah... they do help, thanks for being the best Queen... But you are giving your blood to your biggest rival.''


    He stepped forward as Marimo took out two large vials, one smaller than the others, which was Guinevere''s, and the large one was specially made for the dragon.


    "Our method is not the human one, Guinevere. I am now different from before."


    "Here, drink it to the last drop."

 Chapter 58 - 19: Do You Swear Fealty To Your King [2]

    Lancelot grabbed her lips, opening the cork and pouring the thick blood into her lips¡ªit was not as bad as she imagined as she started to drink it like a woman left in a desert for months without water.


    "Nnngh...Mggh.....more....more!"


    Once she had taken everything inside the vial, her body dropped to the ground and began to convulse¡ªher veins started to writhe under her skin, and her muscles the same as she started to cry out in pain just like he did when he changed.,


    "Marimo, please soothe her pain and clean the mess when she vomits her impurities."


    "Yes, Master... Please don''t be so sad, Master... Marimo knows... that Master cares about this woman greatly..."


    "That''s my Marimo..." He smiled without power, stroking her soft ears before stepping before the red dragon that stared at him like a bitter enemy.


    "You-Will-Pay! Lancelot du Lac! I will tear you to shreds, rip apart your kingdom...!"


    *Bang!*


    His fist smashed into her face, knocking the dragon back down to the ground, creating a huge crater as the earth cracked. He knelt, grabbing her half-conscious face as she spat in his face with a sneer.


    *Thud!*


    Lancelot''s face was blank, as the dragon''s face was smashed against the hard ground over 10 times, her nose broken, teeth chipped, and consciousness dazed.


    "Since you wanted to do it the hard way, lizard."


    *Pop*


    He opened the cork¡ªthe blood of this huge vial was the blood of a demonic dragon known to be one of the most powerful emperors of the dragon race; how Morgana had the blood, he didn''t know.


    Taking a deep breath, he began to fill his mouth with the huge amount, his cheeks swollen like a squirrel collecting nuts, while the dazed dragon looked confused...


    She wanted to crush the bastard''s neck with her tail. Nevertheless, the several blows to her head caused her to feel a disconnection between her body and her brain''s orders.


    ''This dragon won''t swallow it willingly... so I must force her! Forgive me, Tiamat. Blame yourself for being weak as you are and unable to protect her!''


    Lancelot''s face approached as she was about to spit flames¡ªhis mouth closed hers, causing her eyes to dilate, her brain unable to register what was happening.


    By the time she realised more than half of the vial in his mouth had been swallowed.


    "!!!!!" With a look of resistance on her face, as her eyebrows and nose scrunched up, she bit his tongue before a huge amount of blood suddenly entered his throat...


    Her tongue pushed into his mouth, not to kiss but to force him to swallow the blood!


    Neither Guinevere nor Tiamat knew what the blood was or this ritual.


    They were not demons... in those vials was mostly the blood of Emperor-level bloodlines mixed with Lancelot''s bloodline...


    As he swallowed the thick groggy blood, Lancelot had the urge to vomit, but he couldn''t.


    The dragon''s tongue was not like a human''s and reached to the back of his throat, slithering, sliding and clogging up his ability to swallow and breathe until more of the vial entered his body.


    In desperation, his hands grasped her humongous chest, pulling apart her scales as he began to molest and violently pull on them, causing her tongue to pull back like a passionate kiss.


    Without any passion, the two began to fight to force the other to swallow more of the blood before¡ª it was gone a few minutes later, it was gone...


    Tiamat swallowed most, but Lancelot swallowed at least 40%, equal to the amount that Guinevere had previously drunk.


    "Peh!!! Damn bastards.. give me back my first kiss! Ueeeeh.... it tastes fishy.... that...Ugh!?"


    Like Guinevere, her eyes dilated before her body crashed flat on the floor and began to convulse, blood and black ooze leaking from her mouth, nose and pores.


    ''Shit...Morgana... I swallowed that dragon''s blood....''


    [...]


    Lancelot stumbled back, feeling a burning sensation as his body began to fight against itself.


    The incubus bloodline, his human bloodline, all fighting in one cesspool of violence¡ªblood leaked from his eyes and nose while his lips began to cough and splutter a disgusting ooze, vomit onto the ground.


    "Master!?"


    "Make sure her archer stays asleep¡ªtie them up just in case... Ugh..!?"


    His body suddenly began to tingle and burn all over, like a dragon''s flame was being blown directly into his organs, bone marrow, veins and flesh his skin turned a bright pink before turning red as his blood streamed from his pores.


    "S-shit... it hurts..."


    *Crack!*


    The blood scales cracked as his Dominus form completely reverted, his silver hair dancing in the powerful breeze¡ªstumbling backwards, he fell onto Guinevere''s throne with staggering steps.


    His blood dyed the beautiful white throne a dirty red and black, as the black wings on his back suddenly scattered into sharp scales and feather''s like a tree in a late autumn storm.


    [Do not worry, my dear husband...]


    [From the start, I thought the dragon would put up a fight... This was less about empowering Tiamat... and more about your benefit...]


    ''Why, why keep things from me... I would have gladly drank it whole if you asked!''


    [You needed to drink just the right amount... and only the dragon would stop you from being like Guinevere, who became addicted to the taste...]


    ''Never again... tell me, I am no foolish kid. If you need something or have to do something, tell me!''


    ''That is what being married means, no?''


    [I understand, My King. But please, at least know that I cannot betray you or act in a way that harms your life...]


    ''How can I believe that?''


    [Because like the Hares and Succubi...]


    [I have drunk your blood more than anyone¡ªI am your devoted Troop before your wife.]


    Lancelot''s mind became hazy from the transformation¡ªthe world''s sounds became so clear and enhanced distant birds chirping miles away, monsters copulating in the forests... all sorts of sounds assaulted his ears.


    He could hear the meat in his body tearing apart and repairing. The crack of his bones as they began to thicken, become stronger, and the joints more flexible...


    Even the sound of the distant changes in Guinevere and Tiamat...


    [My King...please be prepared... This will make them loyal to you even if faced with death or the death of their entire bloodline...]


    [Yet it cannot restore their broken affection and feelings... They might hate you after this...]


    [I hope your heart can take that feeling...]


    "Ueeeh.... Ngh.... Arrrggh fuck....!"


    His maw opened wide as huge amounts of disgusting sticky black jelly with lumpy bits were ejected from his body, vomiting like a drunken sailor after a week''s leave. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''It''s fine.....''


    ''I will solve that....''


    [Are you tired? Should I hurry there!? You don''t sound good!]


    ''Haha... don''t, it''s fine... you should see those two... how vulgar and unladylike of them.''


    He leaned back against her throne, thinking that this plan was something he came up with and asked Morgana to develop in secret so he didn''t get mad, or rather the feeling of power in his veins told him that she was showing him the path to the top...


    Devour the strongest bloodlines and crush the demon continent by force.


    [Also... The blood that Guinevere took will probably make her more dependent on you than ever...]


    ''Ah... what did you use... stupid succubus... wait till I come home... spank your fat little ass...''


    [It''s the blood of the Crazed Empress of Obsession... An Emperor class Vampiric bloodline...]


    Lancelot looked at the eyes of Guinevere that were slowly glowing between azure and crimson... feeling like they strangely looked at him...


    ''Why do I get the feeling you did something unwanted again?''


    [A vampire feeds off blood... your blood was also in her vial...]


    ''Am I a snack!?''


    [To her, you are... The most delicious existence in the universe...]


    His face twisted with a bitter smile before he lifted his arm, only for a crack to sound, and half of it was left holding the throne before the rest crumbled off...


    Then like magic, his muscles, bones, nerves and veins began to reconstruct with a slight black and gold hue sparkling.


    ''So much for being human...''


    Leaning back, he closed his eyes, feeling the same changes all over his body, as even his face was changed slightly more masculine and fierce but with the same or a more intense demonic charm and beauty.


    "I will be victorious.... no matter the cost. I cannot fail..."

 Chapter 59 - 20: Hunting [1]

    The world was filled with darkness, the brilliant moons illuminating the sky as Lancelot''s eyes opened, the mystical world of Avalon before his eyes.


    A sudden sound from a distance, as 10 Succubi stood in their leather armour holding spears and small shields¡ªMorgana and Marimo stood silently, waiting.


    "My King." They knelt with soft voices carried by the evening breeze as his body slowly lifted from the formerly white throne, now dyed in his blood with a crimson hue.


    The top was white, and the huge dragon''s body was half red and half white along the backrest.


    "How many troops do we have here, and will there be a raid on her territory tonight?"


    When Lancelot looked at the affinity of Tiamat and Guinevere, his lips formed a bitter smile knowing it would be bad but not to this level. It had fallen from a high value to minus 5.


    "My King, there are signs of a small assault heading to Camelot and this filthy village." Morgana''s voice sounded, not hiding her disgust upon seeing the changes in their affinity towards her master.


    "It''s not filthy, don''t be petty. It ruins your beauty."


    "Y-yes, My King!"


    "There are 90 Frost Hares, along with Marimo and Mayu defending Camelot and should be more than fine. As for this village... there are 10 Succubi and myself. The half-elves are sleeping, and these two are still undergoing their changes."


    Lancelot looked at the open area without any mountain to protect them like his. Guinevere''s village was in the open, apart from the south, with the tall mountain used as her throne.


    His eyes opened, shimmering with a gold and silver light oscillating between the two as he saw the enemies and distance.


    ''About 2 hours.''


    "Since this is now technically my territory due to her becoming my retainer and vassal. I can build here..."


    "Lancelot!? These ungrateful women now hate you!" Morgana and even Marimo nodded at the words, but he shrugged.


    "Affection can be built over time¡ªmistakes can be fixed¡ªtheir loyalty is eternal. So, let''s leave it be for now, okay?"


    "Mmm... If you say so Lancelot."


    He stepped forward, swiping his left hand¡ªthe resource panel opened as he started to build the blueprints for a wall and the special Sherwood trees that her troops would use to make forest tree homes.


    ''Rather cute.''


    "Marimo, can you build these walls in 1 hour?''


    "M-master... It might be too hard without everyone here."


    Nodding, he accepted her words. It was quite true that he couldn''t expect her to build so fast with only 10 lazy succubi. "Oh, where are the twins?"


    Marimo''s black ears twitched as she bowed gently, "Lady Morgana said they would cause too much trouble and left them to defend the village."


    ''Hmmm, smart... those girls are a little strange.''


    [Use Double Resources To Build Instantly?]


    Lancelot didn''t like this feature as it would cost too much when he first started, and the rabbits were amazing loggers. Now he had no time to transport them or chop all the wood.


    So he drew the border and needed area for the small village to endure tonight''s raid from the orcs and goblins that were superpowered by the demonic moonlight.


    ''Come to think of it¡ªI get empowered by that light now too.''


    Rumble.


    The ground began to shake as the wooden walls started to form from the ground, slowly emerging like buried monsters creating a 10-metre by 10-metre square covering the entire village and connecting to the mountain at the back.


    "Add a wide rampart and thicken the wall... Add the stairs and elevated walkway along the walls for the archer to take advantage of..."


    His body floated around the entire village as he oversaw everything, letting the trees be built like his to the Southwest beside her throne.


    Then he put the foundations of the merchant, military and finally, the crafting quarter.


    ''My Lumber took a hit and some coins... but." His thoughts stopped as he hovered above the wooden walkway 3 metres in the air overlooking the narrow plains due to two hills on either side. "These little bastards will give me some money."


    Lancelot''s eyes watched the marching monster slowly approaching. Some wore decent leather armour with iron weapons, others with big drums banging them as they approached, slightly echoing on the wind even from here.


    "Marimo, can you wake the half-elf archers?"


    Silence...


    Woosh!


    Suddenly he felt danger, swaying his body to the side.


    A pair of bloody claws penetrated the air where his heart was, but the next moment, the figure that attacked collapsed, holding her head as she began to shriek like a dying cat.


    "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Guinevere''s change was drastic...


    Her skin was as beautiful as ever, but she was like a porcelain doll and very pale, and her eyes were deep red with small star-shaped pupils that matched Lancelots as she watched him with teary eyes.


    A small pair of cute bat wings fluttered on her back, causing a small gust of air as she showed her little fangs snarling at him.


    "Bastard... Lancelot... you...!" But she was punished for calling him a bastard¡ªher body electrocuted as she rolled on the floor in agony.


    "Stop being stupid, Guinevere and stand up and grab your spear¡ªsome orcs and goblins are coming to destroy your village."


    "Hmph... telling me what to do, make me drink that thick, sticky jelly!"


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulders with a smile at her strange wording and just turned around, his eyes closed to focus on the building in her village...


    He added a lovely bath powered by Ether so the women could all have nice baths under a wooden cover to stop people from peeking.


    Guinevere watched her console as she saw him building whatever he liked... but they were all things she liked... Yet the hatred in her chest only slightly decreased as she watched his serene figure with his eyes closed...


    Lancelot''s finger danced through the air as he spent more money to double-layer the walls and two catapults on the northern wall.


    "Hmmm.... this bastard, why is he building so much... What''s left for me to build!"


    Marimo and Morgana didn''t interfere because they saw she couldn''t actually harm him, but rather, whenever he ignored her, why did her affection rise so much?


    "Are you away, red lizard?" Morgana asked with a mocking tone.


    "Ah.... for a while now since the ground started shaking... Tell me, was that bloodline your idea?"


    Her body didn''t change much, except her body was now a dark almond colour from the demonic black dragon bloodline, almost making her a black dragon instead now a mixture of red and black.


    "It was. He didn''t have a clue until after making you drink it. Lancelot thought it was to improve her survival chances." Morgana smiled as she saw the dragon''s value return to neutral from hatred.


    "I will watch his actions... It seems he truly wants to sit on the throne of Avalon."


    "He will¡ªI will put him there."


    Meanwhile, back on the wall, Lancelot had finished crafting and preparing her territory to build when she had more time during the day.


    He also recruited her second set of 15 half-elf Sherwood archers, now 30 standing on the wall and watching the distance with sharp eyes.


    "Why are you watching me, Guinevere?"


    "I just wondered if you were going to steal my village now..."


    "Why would I? It''s yours. I didn''t want you to die on the first night and become the orc''s plaything."


    "!!!"


    His body turned around, looking at her properly...


    In her vampire form, she had silvery white hair, beautiful eyes and slightly larger breasts, but they were a little more slack, likely due to the size increase and the bra.


    Lancelot looked at her for several minutes, many thoughts and idea''s flashing through his mind before she tilted her eye, looking at him with a strange look.


    "What?" She asked him with an abrasive tone, furrowing her brow and showing her fangs.


    "You look beautiful, like a dancing maiden under the Avalon moonlight¡ªI was charmed for a moment."


    "Hah!?"


    Ba-dum.


    Guinevere hated this guy! His ability to say such cheesy and embarrassing things still existed even after becoming a monster!


    "T-thank you..." She couldn''t even control her response and turned away with a genuine sense of happiness...


    Just because she was mad about him doing that to her didn''t destroy their time as lovers or that she was crazy about him before this.


    Or rather... It was like those words set off a fuse... that was slowly making its way to her body, burning with more passion and deep, obsessive feelings each moment it slowly burned towards her chest.


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    Lancelot turned away, not wanting to rush things, "Everyone to your positions¡ªthey are coming."

 Chapter 60 - 21: Hunting [2]

    The twin moons illuminated the area around the walls as Lancelot stood beside the 30 half-elf archers and Marimo, who was holding a longbow with a serious face.


    A huge army of orcs and goblins was now less than 100 metres from the walls, each elf''s bow drawn fully with a nocked arrow and several between their fingers.


    Marimo''s eyes glowed with a beautiful shimmer before she released an arrow. Her shot flew through the air before penetrating the neck of a large orc, instantly killing it.


    "Good shot Marimo." Lancelot petted her head gently before he stepped onto the wall, his Gale Sword in Dual blade mode as his wings expanded more easily than normal.


    ''Strange I didn''t have to use my Dominus, though...''


    Guinevere waited for them to draw closer¡ªtheir bows were cheap and lower level than Marimo, who could easily fully draw her large bow with a much longer range and impact power than the half-elves.


    Lancelot stepped off the wooden wall, his wings flapping with a powerful gust as he jetted through the air, floating over the orcs and goblins that held their shortbows towards him with no luck as he shot past them and vanished into the darkness.


    ''Good... They gave up.''


    ***


    [Guinevere POV]


    ''That bastard flew away... but I know he isn''t one to flee and is likely doing something to wipe them out faster...''


    Seeing him fly away, she felt a little angry, but she couldn''t focus on him now¡ªjust thinking about him was enough to make her go crazy.


    "Sheerwood archers, ready." She watched as the goblins rushed forward carrying their crude bows and drooling faces upon seeing pretty female elves on the walls.


    The wild beasts and monsters were nothing like those from civilised worlds, all filled with great excitement from just seeing the number of women in little tents raising in their pants.


    "Hold..." Tiamat was sitting on the wall, watching her Lady''s face with a smile before swirling her fingers in a spiral as a small ball of fire appeared, slowly growing into a large ball as the goblins and orcs finally entered the range of their shortbows.


    "Release!" The moment Guinevere''s voice sounded, their arrows shot into the skies, blotting them out for the goblins desperately trying to nock their crude arrows, only for the 30 arrows to tear through them.


    The elven archers were deadly and accurately targeted their eyes, neck and crotch with jagged arrows.


    "Fire at will. Tiamat."


    Woosh!


    Her fireballs were now three in number and the size of a large sphere as she tossed them into the huge crowd, the flaming spheres tearing through the air before exploding upon hitting the larger orcs, burning their bodies and turning their allies around them into ashes.


    "Grreeeek!"


    "Grukka!"


    "Buhiii!"


    The monsters were enraged, no longer keeping orderly as the elven arrows hailed down like rain, constantly tearing them apart. It seemed the goblins were seen as worthless as their bodies and flesh dropped under the heavy orc feet.


    "Master is fighting..." Marimo whispered as she dropped her bow, took up her spear, stepping onto the edge of the wall, her cold blue eyes shining like dark ice in the night sky, watching as the orcs rushed the walls with their axes.


    "Morgana!" Marimo''s voice was sharp and fierce like she was the commander.


    Unlike Tiamat, she couldn''t magically make the fireballs appear rapidly as blue streams of magical energy began to swirl around her spear¡ªshe tensed her hare legs, the powerful muscles tightening like a spring before she shot into the skies.


    ''His troops are so amazing...''


    The twin moons behind her illuminated her body as she launched the spear down into the crowd, four lances of ice splitting from the blade as they ripped apart 5 orcs, skewering them like roast pigs.


    Following her, all 10 succubi and Morgana flew into the skies, hands filled with black and blue flames as they danced through the skies, timing it with Marimo and dropping the flaming bombs the moment she struck.


    Bang!


    Before Guinevere''s troops reacted to the wall being cut down, his troops, without a single word, just acted and unleashed a brutal combination that killed 80% of the orcs before Guinevere watched the Hare drop down with her black feet smashing into an orc''s face, crushing his body into meat paste.


    "Phew..."


    Shling!


    Marimo yanked her spear from the dead orc, slicing its body with the flick of her wrist¡ªas she lowered herself and lunged forward, a blue trail of light followed her eyes as she began to massacre the surviving orcs that were bloody and burned.


    "See... we were fine without his help!" Guinevere said with her hands on her hips with a proud smile.


    However, Tiamat shook her head and placed a hand on her shoulder.


    Like magic torches, her eyes glowed bright yellow before the scenes from over a mile away were shown as she gasped, holding onto the wooden walls with a tight grip, almost breaking them.


    "How... Why didn''t he say?" Her voice was softer than before, unlike the complaining princess.


    "Tiamat, go quick! Help him..."


    Her commander looked at her with a large smile, shaking her head once more before whispering, "Watch closely¡ªthis is the man you will follow."


    [Guinevere POV end]


    ***


    The formerly beautiful green fields were now destroyed, blood, flesh and crushed bodies of orcs gathered in large piles, their throats slit, bodies torn apart as more than 150 surrounded Lancelot''s body, covered with several wounds and marks.


    His body swirled with several purple blades that seemed to move as he willed, blocking the enemy''s attacks no matter how many¡ªhe could block 6 out of 8, only taking minimal damage.


    Slash!


    As his long silver sword cleaved apart another orc, cutting it down the midsection, the wet squelch of its guts fell out as he pulled back the sword like a melody to his ears.


    "Come!"


    ''This feels amazing... Each kills something enters me, making me less tired... more powerful even if it''s only a fraction!''


    Lancelot wasn''t using his Dominus¡ªeven his wings were retracted as his body danced along the green plains, his feet tapping on the ground as if floating, each swing of his sword taking the life of one orc.


    In contrast, their bodies shuddered, a sense of fear as four tried to penetrate his back with their spears, only for the Phantasmal Blades to counter and chop off their hands.


    Feeling the sensation of his blades, his body twirled around, slicing through the throats of the four orcs, their blood spraying like a fountain as he bathed in their blood, his loof now far more demonic than ever before.


    Bit by bit... he fought alone, even though it might have been simple, but the main force of 300 orcs might just have caused damage to her walls.


    On this night, both buffed by the moonlight, these level 2 Orcs were garbage to him.


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    Lancelot killed another orc, only for his back to receive two deep wounds, as blood started to ooze from them, but he continued his dance; lifting his right leg, he kicked an orc''s knee, shattering the bone, before his left hand jutted into it''s nose, the bone splitting and penetrating it''s brain.


    "Come!"


    Every slash, each wound... his movements and blade became faster, his body bending and leaning like the ebbing flow of the ocean tide.


    "Tonight, I will dine on barbecue pork!"


    Like this, Lancelot fought with everything he could, slowly killing the orcs with a faint smile, not knowing that the beautiful princess was becoming enamoured with his fight... the beauty of his dance that contained a little ferocity and was different from the trial...


    Her heart would change at this sight... Always yearning to see him fight and never miss the slightest change or evolution.

 Chapter 61 - 22: Great Haul! Cheeky Kunoichi!

    Two hours passed, the moons now high in the sky as only the silent sound of the breeze and trees gently dancing in the sky sounded as Lancelot lay on his back, body drenched in sweat with his wounds slowly healing as he spread his arms out looking at the sky.


    Surrounding his body was the dismembered and beheaded corpses of several hundred orcs which caused his level to fill¡ªnow, waiting until he returned home to level as the pain would be intense, maybe even making him scream like a baby.


    [My King, are you well?]


    He didn''t respond, but Morgana was too good at her work and knew he was likely cooling off.


    Using both his sword arts and the Phantasmal swords overworked his brain and Ether, leaving him exhausted in the mind and body.


    [The situation here is finished. We took 50% of all the corpses and meat while giving the rest to Guinevere.]


    {Master! Marimo killed a lot! She ranked up!}


    Lancelot''s lips formed a smile as he heard the cute voice of Marimo, so joyful and almost like Ikumi when she brought him random things she found in the forest...


    He could barely open his eyes, fighting off the drowsy feeling as the scent of iron filled his nose.


    ''Good work Marimo¡ªlet me know what you want for your reward~ good girl, you are the best black Hare I have.''


    {Ehehe~ Master, I will wait and tell you when you are not tired.}


    ''No problem, let Morgana know I''ll be back soon.''


    His body recovered after an hour of resting.


    All the pork and other parts of the orcs needed to make money for him and Guinevere were gathered. He even made sure to portion off a little for Sumika because he needed to look after her too.


    ''Otherwise, she might die again... That air had kunoichi.''


    ***


    His wings flapped gently as he landed at the village of Guinevere, where the sleepy half-elves were all building some extra things he had planned earlier. Now their bases looked similar, but he was stone based and her wood.


    He wasn''t going to do everything for her... Guinevere was a big girl.


    Lancelot stepped forward before a loud yelling sounded, "Ah~ darling, you''re finally back!" His body was latched onto by Morgana, who dove through the air as they spun in the centre of the village, her lips kissing him affectionately as they held each other for several minutes, a gentle and loving kiss without the lewd and vulgar parts.


    "Darling... I missed being with you so much..." Her eyes glowing bright gold, opening wide as if to show her madness, as she leaned on his shoulder, her tail dancing in the air.


    "It was lonely without you at my side, too, Morgana."


    As an incubus, his instincts told him to push her down and seed her, his pants growing and feeling tight.


    Still, he kept that feeling down because, in his eyes, he watched as Marimo was walking to the buildings with 4-5 wooden planks while the half-elves carried 1 with two people... she would finish the journey, then rush back on her little black feet hopping with a cute sound from her lips...


    Not to mention her huge tits swaying as she stole his attention as Morgana smiled, her hands and tail playing with his pants. "Darling... are you hungry? Fufu."


    "Not now, Morgana..." He stroked her soft hair, watching the comical scene of Marimo now carrying an elf that seemed to have fallen to the medical tent... hopping away while whistling...


    ''My god, she''s so cute...''


    He watched how Frost Hares worked closely for the first time, feeling his lips naturally forming a broad smile, almost breaking into a chuckle.


    Before Morgana got jealous and bit his neck, "Hmph... just because her tits bounce and she''s a little cute... don''t forget your sexy succubi... There are so many of us waiting for you to come home."


    Lancelot smiled wildly as he kissed her back, hugging her tight while letting her do as she wanted to fill her "hunger."


    "Oh? Look, it''s the man who left us all alone." Guinevere''s high-pitched yet melodic voice sounded before she walked closer to the refined Tiamat with a wry smile beside her.


    "Such a lovely vampire; how about you jump into my arms too?" He teased, slapping Morgana''s ass as if to tell her to move, her tail now filled with a thick load of milk and her face flushed with a red glow, satisfied with her gains.


    [You wait! I''ll make you cry on the bed tomorrow!]


    Morgana knew he had a promise with Guinevere tonight¡ªalthough she might hate the idea, this promise must be kept, and even if he didn''t mind, it was not happening now.


    They needed to sleep together tonight!


    Lancelot walked towards Guinevere as Morgana rounded up the succubi and started leaving what they were giving to this village before their fleeting eyes looked at Lancelot''s back before flying away in a flock.


    Marimo would stay here to help them finish the building in case something bad happened, and he would take her home tomorrow after school.


    "Who is your little vampire!?"


    "Hmmm? I only said you were lovely and should jump into my arms, though?"


    "!!!"


    "Hmph...who would!"


    Tiamat laughed at her Master, realising just how much her power was now capable of growing, and she wasn''t given any orders other than to protect Guinevere with her life.


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    This made Tiamat''s affection return to friendly.


    In all truth, the affection meter didn''t work for people who were in love; even if you loved someone and an enemy used an item to make you enemies, it would last temporarily and heal faster the more you loved the other...


    Thus Guinevere''s negative affection was already almost fully recovered at 70/100


    "A shame, you are so lovely I might fall for you and dedicate my life to you." His words were marred with charm and a deadly poison that flooded Guinevere''s weak ears, her pale face turning bright red as she tried to hide her face and look away.


    "Stupid... who... Nmmm!? Wait....don''t..."


    Lancelot didn''t plan to force Guinevere to become his and would keep teasing her until she accepted and came to him of her desire, his fingers lifting her chin as she looked away, her lips trembling.


    "No..." Her soft voice wavered as she looked away, biting her lips as she peeked at his response... A damn handsome smile and looking happy!


    He then clapped his hands as if reaching some eureka moment and spoke loud enough for the elves to hear.


    "Didn''t you say you''d sleep with me tonight?"


    She looked at him with wide eyes, as her mouth dropped open, completely shocked at how loud he had just said it!


    Her face was even more adorable than before, now bright red, pushing her hands into his face, waving them about as she appeased him.


    "....no....please.."


    Lancelot smirked, his eyes checking everything was set and the night was done here; he also checked his base to see that most of the Frost Hares were sleeping or having a potato party by the huge campfire in the centre of his village...


    ''Cute girls...''


    Guinevere looked at him before his hands suddenly grabbed her, locking her smaller body into place, her silvery hair swaying as she was lifted into a princess carry, his right arm under her buttocks and the left wrapped around her armpit.


    "Lancelot!?"


    "Log out."


    His voice carried no chance for rejection as she obeyed him, nodding with a quiet "Nn..." as their bodies were bathed in the beautiful blue glow of the Ether before fading from sight.


    When they returned to the academy room, it was rather eerie and dark¡ªonly a few students were coming and going, likely wanting to visit Avalon before school or something happened, and they needed to enter. It was now dimly lit by the emergency lights with a night teacher waiting.


    Since it was late, they got a car together and set the destination for the hotel he booked before they went to Avalon.


    Inside the car, she looked at him with a pout, unsure how to speak or react... the changes in Avalon hadn''t fully taken place in the Empire, but now she would grow cute fangs when emotional or if he offered his blood to her...


    Her hair was black, and her eyes blue, only turning red when feeding.


    "Lancelot... are we going to do it?" Her soft voice sounded as they entered the hotel¡ª its decor was very high-class, and booking the place cost quite a lot.


    Luckily, Lancelot had a lot of money in this world, thanks to the world of Avalon. Thus his account would not be empty for at least 2 years, and he syphoned part of the earnings each day to keep it growing.


    "Say... did you think I was joking when I wrote that bet?" His silver eyes shimmered in the darkness as they entered the room with a low click.


    Each step caused the little heart of Guinevere to tremble and hasten able to hear the beating of her own heart now clearly...


    "Lancelot... I...."


    He laughed at her sitting on the expensive bed, leaning back and spreading his arms, "If you don''t want to, we can just sleep, idiot. I never stated sex specifically but wanted somewhere to sleep without others interrupting us."


    Suddenly his phone began to vibrate, breaking their moment as he opened the call before a certain cute kunoichi''s voice sounded, causing Guinevere''s face to twitch, her smile a little scary.


    "Ah~ my sexy Master~ my grandfather found out about me becoming yours!!"


    "Aha! He kicked me out! So let me in~ I am outside!"

 Chapter 62 - 23: Top Rank Girls In His Apartment!

    "Okay, wait for me then; I''m on the way now. So don''t bother the poor people working the desk!" He soothed her as she began to whimper and wine.


    Somehow, she became very cute and clingy when he accepted her. Instead of the warrior-like kunoichi, she seemed to have strange things blown in her ear each day by her mother...


    ''That woman is scary and seems not to be just saying, "I want you as a son-in-law" as a joke!''


    Closing the call, he began to open the app to change the driver''s route as they were not insured unless you did it this way.


    ''More money... Let''s beat her ass in the bath and see it jiggle for repayment.''


    Lancelot smirked before he lowered the phone¡ªluckily, the car could be re-directed through the app as he paid an extra 2 silver.


    So the car turned at the next junction, and they headed back towards the Elite apartments¡ªleaning back against the soft leather, he closed his eyes.


    "Well, it looks like someone is saving your chastity Missy~." Lancelot


    Guinevere just pouted and looked out the window, trying to mask the fact her heart was racing before the call came, and she was also looking forward to the night together.


    She leaned against the window, looking at the mixture of old and new fused, wondering if going to his Apartment was just as bad.


    "Still, you will be staying over tonight, right? The bet is still on after all."


    "Y-you...!?" Lancelot''s voice caught her off guard, and she started to relax suddenly¡ªher body tensed, yet the excitement that died began to build up, and despite her not trying to, she felt her body reacting.


    "Are you looking forward to it?" He asked, placing his hand on her soft thigh, squeezing her with his powerful hands just enough that it didn''t hurt but almost caused her to make a sound with her mouth.


    "Hey... don''t...."


    Lancelot found her cute whining voice unbearable, pulling her closer in the car, her shocked face making his lips curve into a cruel smile, enjoying her huge eyes only centimetres from his face. "You look so adorable when you are surprised."


    "No... wait... I didn''t brush my teeth..."


    "Ah... Guinevere..."


    "Hmph!"


    He was rather surprised that she didn''t push him away, but her hands grasped his and pulled on him to keep him close despite her words and show of resistance.


    Guinevere saw his stupid look and stuck out her tongue, scrunching up her face, but before she could react, he kissed her.


    She did not respond at first, but then her mouth opened, and he felt the soft, moist inside her mouth as he slid his tongue against hers.


    Their lips touched, and he could feel her body tense and her breath short; her small body felt hot against his.


    The kiss was too quick, and she pulled away from him, but he held her close, pressing her to him, and she could feel the bulge in his pants against her hip.


    "Guinevere... you are so beautiful."


    "No, stop it, Lancelot," she protested, her hands on his chest and her voice husky. "You are saying that because you want to seduce me."


    "I do," he admitted. "But I have already decided what I want. I want you. You will not escape me again."


    "You are a womanizer."


    "So what?" He shrugged. "It is true; I enjoy being with women. But I can stop at any time I like. And you are different."


    "How? How am I different?"


    "Because I love you."


    She looked up at him, her green eyes searching his grey Irises. She could see no signs of lying there, no mockery in his expression, no hint of him trying to deceive her.


    The way his face moved closer, as even the driver slowed the speed and closed to privacy window with a more sensual song playing, stopped her reaction, her hands slowly moving from his chest before wrapping around his back. "Promise you won''t die... or leave me."


    "I promise. I will always be with you."


    "No matter what happens or where we go, stay with me."


    "Of course. You will never lose me." sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I am sorry. I was foolish. I know I could never give up someone who loves me now."


    "I do. You are my life, Guinevere."


    Their lips touched once again, and they could not let go of each other this time.


    The kiss lasted a long time until Guinevere was panting, and she pulled her head back, taking deep breaths while looking into his beautiful eyes.


    She felt her body shivering, holding her arms around his neck and digging her fingers into his back, and he could feel her body tremble as he pushed against her and nibbled her lower lips, her breathing short.


    "Lancelot..."


    "Mm..."


    "Take me tonight. Tonight, I will be yours."


    He kissed her again, holding her body to him, his hand caressing her cheek. "I will do so."


    "Yes."


    They stopped, but it was too early to let go, and the driver pulled up outside the Apartment, with the door slowly opening as the pair slowly pulled away, adjusting their slightly messy clothes.


    Lancelot unfastened the belt around Guinevere as he pulled her out of the door, his phone sounding with a loud bell because he tipped extra for the service; the driver gave him a big smile in the wing mirror.


    "Oh..."


    "What''s wrong?"


    "Nothing... Look, there she is, the supposed Rank 2." Lancelot joked, their fingers interlocked as she climbed out of the car with him, almost tripping on the high curb, hugging him as if natural, even the slight pout or rejection long gone.


    "Hmph! I will be number 1!"


    "Oh, no, you are not."


    "Well, I will get the same rank as you!"


    He loved her enthusiasm, but there wouldn''t be another competition because the Empire would change greatly the next year... Avalon would change... A world where fantasy and reality merged...


    A horrific nightmare.


    But, right now, with her hand in his, he could forget that...


    Because the future could wait.


    ***


    Sumika was now sitting on his sofa, her legs on the table spread like a man as she never acted like a lady once at ease. The Apartment had 2 spare rooms, so she was sent to share one beside Ikumi.


    Marimo would be sharing a room with Lancelot like Morgana, so it didn''t matter much.


    "Aaaah~ master''s place is so good¡ªthe fridge has so much food and beer hehe~ *burp* Fufu~ master give me a hug... let''s bathe together again."


    "Don''t spill your drink¡ªstop getting crumbs on the sofa!"


    Guinevere was a little strange after coming back and asked if she could take a shower; thankfully, the size of Morgana''s clothes matched her size as she looked at him with a slightly blushing face.


    "Stupid..."


    It wasn''t only Lancelot who could store items from the world as she carried a special ring to store items...


    She set aside something inside after losing the duel before coming to class...


    A racy navy blue set of underwear with frills.


    Meanwhile, the man was sitting on the sofa beside Sumika, complaining about her grandfather and stealing all his beer.


    Still, because her voice was rather melodic and sometimes mixed with her language, it was more like a song in the background as he watched the television to check for major events.


    As a result, he noticed the TV broadcast showing the live news footage of the ''Vampire incident'' the previous night.


    "..."


    There were several large explosions on the roof and wall of a building...


    The footage was shaky, but a small and feminine silhouette could be seen running away.


    Was it a Vampire? It seemed to be the same one reported by the police and the people.


    ''Did it escape?''


    Lancelot couldn''t remember any vampires, maybe it was something irrelevant, but he would try to keep an eye on that figure as it wasn''t just him he needed to protect now.


    ''Well, I doubt she would be stupid enough to attack another vampire with the Vampire Empress... bloodline.''


    He checked his phone and saw a few notifications on the school''s official chat board.


    "..."


    ''Why are there 78 new messages in the chat? How could anyone make a chat this long?'' He thought.


    Opening them, he noticed it was about his and Guinevere''s duel in the day and then an image of the two entering what seemed to have been edited as a hotel while holding each other''s hands...


    ''It looks like those elitist cunts will bother me tomorrow...''

 Chapter 63 - 24: Teasing Arthurs Fiancée [R18]

    While Lancelot was anonymously writing on the chat group, trying to find rumours or anything useful, Sumika began to sway, her heavy eyelids fluttering until they closed.


    Her upper body fell onto the arm of the chair as she fell to sleep, snoring as he smiled wryly before carrying her to the room like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder¡ªher body smelt like alcohol as she fidgeted on his body.


    ''...She''s such a heavy sleeper...''


    After carrying her into her room, he put her into bed, stroking her soft cheeks and unfastening her clothes¡ªthe sight of her pale breasts was nothing new to him as they bathed together daily, pinching her cherries and enjoying the soft feeling.


    Lancelot left the room, letting her sleep.


    Lancelot loved the smell of her hair and how much she resembled a cuddly cat, but sadly tonight wasn''t the night to bond with Sumika.


    ***


    The television and curtains had been closed when he returned to the living room. At the same time, all the wine and beer bottles were cleaned up; his lips formed a smile as he turned to face the beauty that entered, her body wearing a loose-fitting black lace nightdress, with a blue bra and frilly panties underneath, visible from the dim light from the dim emergency lights.


    She slowly walked towards him, with her hips faintly swaying, her breasts pushed up by the sexy bra as she pushed them together to amplify her cleavage while seductively licking her lips. "Hello there, my handsome knight. This lady doth wonder what she has done to deserve such a gorgeous man?"


    Lancelot gulped at her figure, making him want to run his hands over her breasts and rip her clothes off, but he somehow resisted.


    "I don''t know why you''re asking me this question when your panties are visible from under that dress." He said, a smirk forming on her lips as she quickly pulled it up and turned around, her ass peeking out from the black fabric.


    She then bent over, her soft buttocks now in full view, as a thin black fabric covered her soft mound; Lancelot could feel his pants becoming tighter as he stepped forward, placing both of his palms on her smooth, creamy ass cheeks, giving them a soft squeeze, which made her jump as she yelped.


    "Ah!" She blushed but remained standing, waiting for him to say something as his hands rubbed her soft, large buns.


    "You know how to greet a man." He smirked, pulling her black panties down to expose her moist lips, which were slightly puffy and swollen as a trickle of juices dripped from her entrance, clinging to her pink petals and clit.


    "Such a cute and alluring little snatch..." He whispered into her ear, her body trembling as she turned around and walked over to the bed, placing two hands on the soft mattress and sticking her ass out, giving him a better view of her thick, creamy thighs as she pulled her dress up, her butt wiggling in the air.


    He licked his lips as he approached, taking off his clothes and placing them next to the bed, his heart racing with excitement; he had been waiting for this day ever since he returned to this time.


    "Do not move, Princess Guinevere; you are my captive for tonight." Lancelot''s voice was deep and fierce as he began to caress her ass, pulling apart her soft, luscious cheeks, as the wet juices smeared along her slit as he pulled them apart to enjoy her asshole puckering sight.


    Guinevere''s legs were trembling, but she somehow managed to remain standing, as her panties were still in his hands; as he spread her cheeks, he was now inches away from her little hole, her petals already exposed.


    "P-Please don''t look at my asshole...!" She begged, feeling her legs buckle as he reached forward, sinking his fingers into her soft ass, pulling her ass into the air, almost lifting her off the ground using his arms alone.


    He licked his lips at her sight, a perfect round and puckered hole, slightly pink, and her inner thighs were now wet with her juices¡ªhe began to feel a fire in his stomach, which only grew the more he touched her.


    She was his captive, and it was time for him to enjoy her. sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot placed his palm over her warm mound, the warm, slimy juices sticking to his hand as he began to stroke her petals with two fingers, brushing around her clit gently to start, using his spare hand to slap her ass softly, groping her creamy cheeks with a smirk on his face, "The perfect ass and it''s going to be ravished by me, your enemy. How does it feel, Guinevere?"


    "Hahh! S-Such a criminal act; you shall not get away with it¡ªI shall report you to the King!" She said, the fingers slowly moving up and down her slit, sending jolts of pleasure down her spine, now slowly being spread with a sticky sound as he brushed against the inside of her warm hole, his finger smeared with her juices as he slid inside her entrance teasing the soft opening.


    "You say that, but your slutty cunt''s entrance is sucking on my fingers... such a whore." He teased, slowly inserting the first finger, making Guinevere moan loudly, the warm flesh wrapping around his fingers. "Ahh, oh my... such a tight hole..." He said with a devil''s smile.


    He pushed further in, watching her ass bounce as his finger entered her depths¡ªhis finger was soon fully inside her to his knuckle, a wet squelch as her entrance expanded, letting out the sticky love juice and air.


    "Such lewd noises, princess. Why does your cunt make such loud sounds with a single finger? Your ass is even swaying." He slid his finger in and out, hearing her moans echo as his palm struck her plump butt, the juices trickling down her thighs, her breasts swaying with her hips, shaking in ecstasy.


    "Please! No more, please! You mustn''t-ahh!" She moaned, feeling his second finger enter her depths, stretching her inner walls as she arched her back, feeling the full length of his fingers inside her, stretching her out, his palm now slapping her clit every time he pushed in, her mouth open in an ''O'' shape as the pleasure coursed through her.


    He could see her breasts moving up and down as she panted, her ass bouncing on his fingers as she felt his thumb rubbing her clit, her legs almost giving out, her knees almost buckling as her pussy throbbed, and the warmth of her hole wrapped around his fingers.


    "Please! S-Stop, ah~!" She whimpered, her cheeks flushing bright red as he continued to fuck her with his fingers.


    "Nnn, ah~! N-No more!" She moaned out loud, her thighs trembling, as her body was now on full display, her lips quivering as she looked back at him with her bright blue eyes and panting heavily, her tongue hanging out of her lips with a face full of lust.


    "You''re just a little slut, aren''t you? Just a horny little thing who''s desperate for a cock. Say it; tell me what you want, Guinevere." He demanded, his fingers pounding into her pussy, stretching her out, her juices dripping onto the floor, her juices trickling down his palm.


    "Y-Your fingers, they''re so-ahhhh~! Please, stop them. P-Please, I want your cock!" She begged, her voice pleading with him as his fingers picked up the pace.


    Lancelot''s fingers began to tease her g-spot as she began to climax, curling her toes as she moaned out loud, feeling her body tremble, her legs shaking uncontrollably, and the feeling of being penetrated from the rear sent shivers down her spine.

 Chapter 64 - 25: Deflowering Arthurs Fiancée [R18]

    "Who''s cock do you want, Lady Guinevere the Red Dragon Keeper?" He asked, feeling her warmth tighten around his fingers as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.


    She screamed as he felt her body tense and the heat that filled his palm¡ªit was such a lovely feeling.


    "It''s you! I-I want your cock!" She screamed out in her cute voice.


    Her hips jerked up and down as she came hard on his fingers, the juices squirting out from her pussy as he slid his fingers out, her clit throbbing as she felt her knees give out¡ªLancelot held her up. Turning her over, her eyes filled with lust and want as he placed her back against the bed and pulled her dress up.


    The blue bra and panties were now soaked and dirty.


    He stared at her body, smiling as it fell to the bed, convulsing¡ªstill, like always, she was a very messy woman who would squirt and spur a tide so easily and then cry about it, but she wanted more and more pleasure.


    Guinevere didn''t even wait as she tore off her bra, pulling her dress over her head and tossing it to the other side of the room, her tight abs still tensing and spasming... "Lancelot... I want Lancelot''s huge cock, his thick meaty rod, to break my hymen... to steal my purity for the second time! Make me cry out your name!"


    Her cheeks were now completely red as she begged, her pussy dripping onto the bed as her hands groped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, her eyes focused on his throbbing erection, her tongue licking her lips as she panted heavily, waiting for him to fuck her.


    He pulled her panties off, discarding them to the floor as she spread her legs wide, her pussy twitching and pulsating in anticipation, the lips spread open as it leaked more love juices, the slit was pink and puffy, with the lips slightly swollen and engorged, she was indeed a filthy and lewd woman, just like the men liked them.


    But she was a very chaste and faithful woman. Thus he wanted to try the play of being the bad knight ravishing her.


    Lancelot''s atmosphere changed as he gently scooped her body into his arms and softly touched her head on the pillow, kissing her cheeks, "My cute Vampire Empress, I will now take your purity... Show your true form and enjoy the bliss of becoming my woman once again." He said.


    Her eyes widened; before she could respond, he bit her neck and began to drink from her blood.


    "Ahh~! N-No... such a criminal act, you-mph!" His lips silenced her protests as he kissed her, sucking on her lip as her body squirmed under his.


    She moaned, her hand grasping his face as she returned his kiss, her tongue entwining with his as her free hand grasped his throbbing member¡ªhe hissed and broke the kiss as he felt her touch him.


    "Witch... you shall pay dearly for touching the king''s knight... You shall be punished." He growled; Guinevere blushed and shook her head, her hand slowly rubbing his dick, "Then punish me, ravish me... I want to feel your warmth inside me... to become your woman for the second time."


    Lancelot didn''t rush.


    Instead, his movements were affectionate, his long rod pressing against her smooth slit, squishing her soft petals with his hard member, "Such a soft and beautiful cunt, I won''t let another man touch you... nor will you leave my side ever again." His voice carried feelings of the loss from his last life and his current desire and passion.


    Guinevere answered his affection with a gleeful smile, her hair slowly becoming silvery white shimmering in the dark room, while her red eyes began to shine with a ruby light with a more elegant look as she hugged him tightly.


    "I would never leave you... My beloved Lancelot... I want to be with you forever." She said, her pussy now hot and wet, her lips begging for him to fill her; he placed the tip at her entrance, her back arching and her toes curling as her hips thrust upwards.


    He smiled and pressed his lips to her, "As you wish, my Lady... now scream my name." He said, thrusting into her tight, warm tunnel, feeling the slight resistance as the walls pushed back against his cock.


    Her inner walls stretched and contracted, gripping his cock tightly as she let out a yelp, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, her toes curling. Her eyes rolled up, she arched her back, and her legs spread wider.


    The first thing he noticed was her hymen; it was still intact, the small barrier between her and her virginity; he knew he shouldn''t, but he had to do it¡ªhe had to break the barrier... for the second time, he would make her his, he would claim her heart.


    Lancelot didn''t relent¡ªhe continued to push into her, her eyes opening and looking at him, "My king..." She whispered, her body shivering and tensing, her lips open wide as she felt something thick and hard rip through her hymen.


    She tightly closed her eyes, feeling her insides expand like never before; his cock was large in the past life... but now it was monstrous like his becoming a demon was changing him into a more devilish and woman-killing existence as she let out a soft whimper feeling the tip of his cock press against her cervix, even though it wasn''t even two thirds inside!


    "I love you, Lancelot Du Lac... My only love... my everything... my knight... My King! I will be your everything in this life, too; you shall never be lonely." She said, her grip on the bed sheet tightening, the tears flowing from her eyes, but they weren''t from pain or sadness; they were tears of joy from love, a pure and happy emotion.


    She planned to avoid him in this life, not wanting to see that moment when he lost everything again... Only to protect him from the shadows... "Ahh... Mmmn... it''s strange... ha....


    being a virgin again.... haha..... Nnnnnm.... it stings.....but feels so good!"


    Her words made him smile; her smile was so sweet, so innocent, just like the Guinevere he fell in love with, the pure soul who loved him with all her heart.


    "I''ll try to be gentle and not move, but don''t worry, I''ll take care of you... I''ll love you." He said, pulling his cock out and letting a moan escape his lips¡ªshe felt so damn good, so tight and warm, the feeling of her soft, wet walls clamping down on him, milking him.


    He slowly thrust back into her, changing his angle to lessen the pain, watching her eyes roll up and her back arch, her hips bucking as she let out a high-pitched squeal, her pussy tightening around his cock, "Aaaahhhhhn~! S-So full~!"


    "That''s it, keep moving... let the pain disappear and enjoy me." He said.


    Slowly, he began to fuck her, in and out, the sloppy noises filling the room as the smell of their sex filled the room, her juices coating his rod while splashing out as her hips bucked up to meet his thrusts, her pussy greedily swallowing his cock.


    She didn''t say anything; her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her eyes clouded and fogged over, her body jerking up and down with each thrust, her hands trying to reach him, only to miss him and fall back onto the bed.


    Her eyes rolled up, and she convulsed, her whole body tightening up as she finally hit her first climax, her legs wrapped around his waist as she held him close, his arms wrapping around her as he kept thrusting in and out of her, his speed increasing with each thrust, he was nearing his limit, her insides felt like a furnace, her pussy sucking him in, the sloshing sounds getting louder and faster, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust.


    Her breathing became heavy, her chest heaving, her eyes still unfocused, her eyes rolled back, her whole body twitching and shaking, "L-Lancelot! I-I can''t hold on! I-I''m going to cum ag-g-gaaaaannhh!"


    Her back arched, her legs tightening around him as she let out a shrill scream, her pussy gripping his cock so tightly it almost hurt¡ªhe felt her juices squirt out from her pussy.


    The juices sprayed his legs¡ªit was an erotic sight, he looked down, and her eyes were filled with bliss, her face filled with happiness, her cheeks a bright red.


    "Aaaahhhhhnnnnn! I love you~! I love you so much, my king~!" She moaned, her eyes locking with his as her arms reached for him, wrapping them around him tightly; he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, her body still bucking, her pussy still gripping him tightly.


    "I love you too, my lady... my Empress... My Guinevere." He said, his voice low as he thrust into her, his hips moving at a breakneck pace¡ªher honey flooding from her entrance.


    The sound of the sloshing water echoing in the room as he felt her orgasm hit her again and again. She cried continuously¡ªher screams filled the room, the pleasure making her mind blank and the pain no longer existing.


    Lancelot was happy to enjoy the perks of his demonic race, his juices making the female''s insides more sensitive and soothing their pain from being expanded and fucked with his full length.


    "Lady Guinevere, you''re mine... I''ll take care of you, I''ll keep you safe, I''ll make sure you''ll never want for anything, I''ll give you the world, and you will always be mine." He said, her eyes focusing on him, her smile a genuine and sweet one, the words bringing tears to her eyes.


    "I love you, Lancelot! I''ll never leave you, no matter what, I''ll always be yours... aaahhhh~! So close! Please, my king, fuck me, ravish me, fill me with your seed~! Cum inside me!" She pleaded, her eyes locking with his as his hands tightened around her wrist; she screamed, her body arching off the bed as he slammed into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls spasming as he came.


    She felt it, his thick, hot, gooey semen pouring into her womb, filling her up as she let out a high-pitched screech, her back arching as her whole body convulsed, her pussy milking him, her insides sucking him in, their moans and groans of pleasure filling the room, until she fell on the bed, her pussy tightening and relaxing, the heat from her pussy making her toes curl.


    "Huff... Huff..." He panted, his hands moving to her body, his fingers slowly tracing her skin, her lips puckered and waiting, her tongue slowly darting out as she moved her head closer; he obliged and gave her a sweet kiss, his tongue dominating her, the kiss lasting for several minutes. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He felt his rash self stupid and began to unlock her bindings as his vassal, only keeping the troop commands for during battle to help organisation between the two.


    Now their bond changed to that of a Consort and her King.


    "I now set thee free of all the binds and restrictions." A glow of silver light flashed before Guinevere felt her body become light, no longer restricted to being his vassal; rather, she had surpassed that and became his consort.


    Now she was free to act as she pleased, and only during combat would his orders take priority.


    Because she was mad, she bit his neck until he gasped in pain, tasting his sweet blood, enjoying the smooth texture as her red tongue lapped it up.


    "Fufu~ now I can beat you back!"


    Burning with more passion than ever, their bodies were sweaty, limbs entangled, and their heartbeats slowly returned to normal, "I''ll always be with you, no matter what happens. You will never be alone. Not again!" She said, her arms moving around his back as she could feel his seed oozing out of her and his thick cum leaking.


    Lancelot kissed her, his lips lingering on hers, their foreheads touching, her breath tickling his nose, their noses rubbing together, "Haha, I am glad I made that bet." He said, his lips pecking her forehead, his hands moving down her back, her eyes looking at him, her smile growing even wider.


    "You''re hard again~ hehe~ are you going to keep going?" Guinevere teased him, kissing his neck, her fangs brushing his flesh before slowly sinking into his flesh.


    He grunted, feeling the blood being sucked out from his body, her hands grasping his ass tightly as her lips continued to suck, her tongue moving around his neck, licking and teasing the flesh.


    "I plan to ravish you until you beg for forgiveness, my Lady." He said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back. Guinevere moaned, feeling his cock rub against her slit, making her toes curl.


    His hands moved to her shoulders and pinned her down as he kissed her, her hands moving to his back, digging her nails into his flesh as her back arched.


    She was ready and willing to be his; she would be his forever, no matter what; even if he were a demon, a monster, a villain, she would stay by his side.


    "Ahn~ Lancelot~!" She moaned out, her eyes locked on his as he moved, his cock pressing against her clit before he thrust inside her, her walls squeezing him, her legs moving to wrap around him.


    "I love you, Lancelot. I love you more than anything; you''re the only person I will ever love."


    The sounds of the bed slamming against the wall began to fill the apartment as her cries of pleasure and pain echoed through the entire place¡ªa dizzy Sumika was sitting on the sofa, playing with her phone as she looked wistful, sometimes looking towards the door as she heard the slut Guinevere crying out "Cum inside me~ fill me again with you thick sperm!"


    Sumika''s face suddenly looked fine, no longer intoxicated, as she leaned back, kicking her feet.... a picture of Lancelot naked.... several pictures both naked and when he was fighting or training... "Stupid Lancelot... fucking that princess when I said you were mine first."


    "Hmph... I will spread your dick pics on the secret message board!"

 Chapter 65 - 26: The Teacher Saw My Nudes! [1]

    [Lord Barrat POV]


    In one of the noble dorms, a young man with a decent face and blonde hair was sitting on his imported red sofa¡ªbeside him was his Fianc¨¦e Laura, who finally got permission from her father to stay over.


    Thankfully they had a more lax household and grew up together¡ªtheir wedding was planned for the coming winter, so it wasn''t an issue.


    He looked at the face of his cute brunette lover and saw her little face was bright red while looking at her phone, the curly hair dangling to hide the screen just out of his sight.


    She seemed to whisper, "Oh my god!? Do they grow that big!! Lancelot''s spear is huge..."


    "Why do you look so embarrassed? Did you open some porn by accident?"


    Edward Barret was a noble from the north of the empire, a mere baron whose family earned the title by fighting countless wars to protect the empire in Avalon and the world.


    ''Is she cheating? What is huge... Lancelot?''


    His heart throbbed rapidly before he snatched the phone, only for some meat spe... no, a meat lance! Popped up in his face, the naked Lancelot was fully erect and seemed to be bathing.


    "W-What the hell, Laura!?"


    "No... It''s not what you think; Claire posted it to us. The image is on the school''s hidden and main forum... Posted by [Eastern Justice!] there are more than 10... all from his dormant to the.."


    "Okay... I don''t like my future wife talking about other men''s cock... Especially when it''s so fucking big... damn, is it not edited?"


    ".... There''s a video...."


    "!!!"


    "You! Get to my room and get naked!" Edward ordered his cute fianc¨¦e, who giggled as she rushed to their shared room. It was exciting to see a huge one, but she loved Edward, so that''s where it ended.


    An admiration of a handsome man with a large cock! Maybe she would remember it a few times when older and be tempted when their marriage became a little stale.


    "My newest friend, why are you such a handful... don''t be stealing my wife when we''re going to be best buddies..."


    While Lord Barret opened his phone, dialling a strange number that answered after only 1 ring.


    "Delete the posts, make sure Lancelot''s identity and rumours are crushed. He will be my ally in the coming competitions, and I don''t want him to suffer because of this."


    "Understood, Young Lord!"


    The man on the phone instantly closed it seeming to be a very hard-working servant.


    Edward looked out the window with a smile, ''He won''t even know who cleared the rumours of him and Guinevere going to a hotel... Let''s hope he is willing to become friends.''


    Then turning off the TV, he walked towards the bedroom, slowly stripping; his fianc¨¦e would be punished for seeing another man naked tonight!


    [Edward Barret POV end]


    ***


    The sun had arisen some time ago while the pair enjoyed a morning romp, and since last night, Guinevere had become like a clingy cat and wouldn''t let him go.


    Both woke up a little horny despite their sore parts¡ªthus, 2 hours later, it was almost time to leave, yet they were still shaking the bed.


    [My darling~ I want to see you~ please stop having sex!]


    A sad voice of the most lovely demon queen sounded before she popped her face out of nowhere, pouting as Lancelot finished inside Guinevere for the last time.


    "Phew.... haa.....ha... it''s time to wash and go to the academy..."


    "Haa....wait....give... me 2 hours... I can''t even walk... Damn, beast!"


    "Can you two not flirt while I am here... Darling is my man¡ªI''m only lending him to you!" Morgana said with a seductive voice as she hugged the back of Lancelot and began to kiss his neck, flapping her wings as they entered the shower.


    Guinevere tried to follow, but Morgana slapped the door shut with her tail, shaking her ass in Guin''s face with a cackle.


    ***


    40 minutes later, the pair came out of the shower all clean and fresh, while Morgana seemed to be drinking something down, her cheeks bulging as she floated happily around Lancelot, dripping water all over the floor.


    "I made some toast and eggs since it was so late; here''s some juice. Stop flirting with her! You only took my virginity last night. Give me more affection!"


    [Is this hussy copying me? Does shy vie for this Queen''s seat!? Tell her, Lancelot! Tell her who is your Queen!]


    Like this, they spent a loud but fun breakfast, with Guin on his left and Morgana hanging from his back, while quietly Sumika, with a shy face, sat on his left.


    It seemed she and Guinevere were chatting about something in private, but Lancelot didn''t pry; he only noticed the sofa had been cleaned...


    *Ring-Ring*


    Sebastian''s number came up as he was putting on his black blazer, fully dressed and looking handsome and smart, while the girls were followed, all three of them wearing the female''s uniform, even Morgnana, but...


    ''Why is your Vagina on the show... I can see your pubic hair....''


    [Fufu~ but you got turned on, right? How about I teach you about men and women instead of being a Lord today?]


    He turned away, about to answer the call, when he looked back. She was now back to normal...


    A sexy black set of panties and stockings with her hair straight like an older sister cosplay... It was very attractive.


    ''You look really good as a prim and proper older sister...''


    [Oh my~ how about I seduce you with my slutty older sister, who pretends to be neat and chaste just to get her little brother''s cock! Fufu~]


    ''....''


    *Click*


    Ignoring the succubus and her perverted antics, he answered the call and opened the door to the lift, also noticing a message from a strange number, but the name tag was [Edward Barret], so he might choose to answer it later. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Good morning Lord Lancelot; I have two things to mention." Sebastian''s voice was rather serious and slightly different from normal, most likely related to Guinevere being here overnight... But what was done couldn''t be taken back.


    "First, I will pick you up today for the second reason, so please head downstairs within 10 minutes to avoid being late."


    "Understood, the second?"


    There was a moment of silence as the lift began to move, with Sumika and Morgana bickering before they seemed to make some alliance...


    Lancelot could only watch as Sumika showed her phone to the demon queen then the two shook hands... ''Strange... what are they doing.''


    [Nothing... Don''t ask¡ªprying on a lady''s secrets is rude!]


    ''A lady... you are...''


    [Hmph! Don''t forget who just swallowed 2 million..]


    ''Okay, okay!'' Lancelot gave up and admitted defeat.


    "Second... There seem to have been certain images posted of you last night on the school''s message board. So there might be some slight annoyances today¡ªplease forgive the academy for not protecting your identity better!"


    He had a hunch, but instead of making guesses, he just asked outright, thinking that Sebastian would tell him. "It was just me in the pictures, right, not Guinevere or Sumika?"


    "Ah...no, no... it''s just you, and the voice of Lady Sumika does appear in one of the videos."


    ''That damn perverted kunoichi taking photos and videos! What was that about deleting them or for her personal use!''


    [M-Master... she was angry and said it was because you spent all night fucking another girl when she became yours first... I would be angry too!]


    ''...''


    ''Since it''s only me, I don''t mind... Tell her to be careful in future, or I''ll never touch her.''


    ''Or you again.''


    [Yes, MY KING!]


    "That''s fine since we have that kind of relationship."


    Sebastian swallowed loudly before he answered, "Okay.. wait... Lady Guinevere is with you... and all night? Did you..."


    "Ah, I broke her chastity."


    "..."


    There were no more words¡ªhe likely needed to call Merlin before the realm suffered an explosive uprising.


    The princess had been deflowered by a fallen noble... Oh, how amusing! Lancelot smirked, his sharp teeth showing as the lift slowly moved down.


    Lancelot was secretly happy his naked pictures were leaked¡ªnot only would the rumour of him spending the night with the princess spread, but the size of his member too...


    Imagine how much that would hit the average-sized Arthur. The damn elitist and overconfident prick would be raging for sure!


    ''Haha... the best morning in a while.''


    {Master! Ikumi just woke up! She ate carrot and meat soup for breakfast! But Master sounds happy!}


    {Ikumi... stop jumping at the dining table... Master, good morning! Marimo is happy to say she has recovered and returned to Camelot with 10 Sherwood elves, while 20 of our Hares went to Mistress Guinevere''s camp!}


    ''Trust my Marimo to be so organised even before breakfast ends...''


    He was happy at the development of his cute Vice-Captain and planned to make her a full captain when he got the chance...


    In reality, she was worthy of the second commander spot he would unlock at level 25, but sadly, he would summon one using the ritual or look for a flying/mounted unit for that.


    ''Keep thinking about your reward! Have a great day, and see you in 10 hours.''


    [My dear husband, the current troops are great in number after a critical proc]


    [100 Frost Hares (20 With Guin''s Base)]


    [16 Sanguine Succubi (4 With Guin''s Base)]


    [2 Heroes]


    [1 Vice Captain]


    [1 Captain]


    [And me, your sexy wife as commander!]


    [Your Allied troops are 30 Half-Elf Sherwood Archers and 1 fat red lizard]


    ''Good work, all of you. Keep up the hard work, and I''ll reward all three of you.''


    Closing his mind and focusing on reality, Lancelot walked towards the car of Sebastian, who looked a little stressed as he opened the door for Lady Sumika and Guinevere first.


    Morgana was invisible, so Lancelot got in the back on his own since Sebastian looked awkward... seeing Guinevere holding onto Lancelot so affectionately...


    ''Ah... bring on the tough times... I love drama.''

 Chapter 66 - 27: The Teacher Saw My Nudes! [2]

    When Lancelot arrived at the academy, Guinevere didn''t move away or change her actions. She wrapped herself around his arm, with Sumika taking the other as if making their statements and choice clear.


    Many students had no idea about the imageboard or the duel before last night.


    However, because there were many vested interests in the union of Arthur and the Princess, many people had begun to make it known, painting Lancelot as a fallen noble bastard who forced the Princess into his bed. At the same time, they conveyed Guinevere and Arthur as fated lovers who were separated because of this demon.


    Then...


    His cock picture surfaced... and the sad fate of Arthur, the green knight, began to form; the first post was created by a trumpet account made by Edward Barret, and then his many followers and allies seemed to sense the change of the tide, no longer hating on Lancelot for making their idol a cuckold.


    Now they began to celebrate and enjoy the situation.


    "Are you alright, Guinevere? Today will be harsh on you. I hope you come to me if you need anything." When Lancelot spoke, her lips curved into a sweet smile before she instantly replied, "I''m not leaving your side, even if you need to pee. It''s nothing I haven''t seen or kissed before."


    ''Was she always this stalwart and strong-minded...''


    Then on his opposite side, a small hand pinched his forearm¡ªlooking down, the beautiful eastern Princess looked jealous with a pout, peering at him with her almond eyes. "I... It''s my fault..." Before she could say sorry, Lancelot lifted his arm, the light girl so easy to left, their faces were almost level.


    "Do not apologise, your actions might cause me trouble in the short term, but you have solved something that might have taken months, maybe years, without your little jealous head." Leaning closer, his lips pecked her earlobe, causing the Princess to snort, swinging on his arm like a little monkey.


    Her body froze when she heard his whisper, "I''ll be spanking you next time we bathe together, be prepared to beg for mercy. Little Kunoichi."


    "D-Demon." She turned her face away from him, looking up and smiling at the crowd with him, but her actions were just a little too cute, and he could never stay mad at her.


    ***


    The news about ''The Sword Demon'' and the ''Wronged Princess'' spread rapidly, as many people spoke quietly behind their backs, whispers of support or insult. Calling them traitors, a slut, or a filthy low-born man who didn''t know his place. Many words flowed, yet the trio maintained their love-love flirting atmosphere causing their anger to flow into the drain like wastewater.


    Lancelot and the two fairies entered the classroom, instantly noticing that his desk had been littered with trash and words, insulting everything from his family to his swordsmanship, however...


    A small group of three people were cleaning it slowly, a handsome blonde who Lancelot remembered as Edward Barret and one of the women was his fianc¨¦e and beloved girlfriend... ''I am sure they were married in the second year, despite the world falling apart...


    A truly beautiful love story.'' He thought, then gave a thankful smile, before letting the two girls leave for their desks, instantly surrounded by their friends and the mobs wanting to earwig for information.


    "Thank you very much, Miss Brahmen, Sir Barret." Lancelot always returned good faith, with double in return, while the third person was a stranger that even Lancelot didn''t know well... No... She was familiar.


    He gave a smile to the short girl; she was barely up to his chest, her long ice-blue hair dancing around her body like magic was holding each strand away from her and the floor, keeping it pristine and glossy¡ªher blue eyes were filled with a star-shaped pupil, with small flickering white orbs like magic fluttering from them.


    "Maria Lovell, the fairy of ice and grace. I am pleased to meet the 10th Rank again; your ice magic and the lovely Fairy Queen were superb."


    The cute girl showed a shocked face, not expecting him to remember her, as she blushed slightly, but still, as a noble lady, a daughter of an Earl, she gave a polite bow, closing her little mouth.


    "The pleasure is mine, Sir Lancelot, master of the passionate sword dance!"


    In her excitement, her short stack body hopped off the ground¡ªfor such a short girl, the size of her figure was outrageously erotic¡ªshe was the opposite of Meru, who was a bit modest... Not that an incubus would mind a huge pair of mounds swaying and bouncing to greet him. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I hope we can meet again in private, Fairy Lovell." Lancelot didn''t realise it, but when speaking to single females, he began to speak more flirtatiously, his eyes shining slightly as if guiding the conversation with their soothing and relaxing power.


    However, when speaking with Laura, he didn''t seem to act this way, which caused Edward to nod, noticing the polite subtleties of the man named Lancelot du Lac.


    The quartet exchanged their contact details and pleasantries, but as the three left him, Edward tapped the shoulder of Lancelot twice, "Do not worry, brother. I am supporting you all the way! Let''s grab a bite to eat sometime. Haha, nice cock, by the way. No homo."


    *Slam!*


    Suddenly the door was opened with a loud sound, causing all the students to look up and see the woman standing at the door¡ªher face looked puffy, eyes were bloodshot with black bags underneath them.


    It was the beauty teacher Evaine!


    However, last night''s drama had kept her awake all night! As her eyes scowled at Guinevere and Sumika, joking and laughing with friends.


    Then finally, looking at Lancelot with a strange look, avoiding his eyes as she watched his body up and down before slamming her black datapad on the marble desk with a loud sound and pointing towards him.


    "Lancelot du Lac! You come with me right now!"


    The woman had an amazing set of tits and a great ass, but the angry look on her face made the demon fear for his life.


    Just kidding, he was aroused by her cute pout and lovely warm eyes.


    This is what she looked like when he had done something wrong...


    No... he could feel a sense of nostalgia, only able to smile, before strutting away from his desk, walking towards the door, and looking back.


    "My dear beautiful teacher, would you kindly enlighten me on where we shall go together?"


    The words were like an icebreaker, causing the woman to freeze briefly before looking away, but then...


    "Don''t call me beautiful¡ªI hate it."


    "Very well, Madam Evaine, then where are we going?"


    "Not here."


    "As you wish."


    Evaine couldn''t deal with him well; the handsome looks, his damn silver tongue and the way he didn''t treat her like a teacher but a woman¡ªno matter how strict or angry she acted, the damn little scoundrel would have a comeback.


    She hated that her heart raced whenever he called her beautiful or gazed into her eyes with that damn faint smile!


    ***


    Walking down the corridor, the crowd made space for the couple; the atmosphere was not quite uncomfortable, but for Lancelot, he felt great; sometimes, he would reach out to grasp the hand of Evaine, who, after the first violent refusal, suddenly stopped, their hands stroking each other for a few moments.


    Only stopping when another student or teacher came close, Lancelot and Evaine came to a small private office; she unlocked the door with her private key before ushering him inside a small rustic room with a coffee machine, comfy sofa and wooden table with a laptop and lots of files on it.


    ''This is a cosy room...'' He thought as she walked inside before locking the door with a loud *click*


    However, she wasn''t prepared, as Lancelot pushed her against the wall, his hand over her shoulder, looking down at her slightly trembling body.


    "My dear teacher, why would you lock the door when entering a private room with a young male student? Are you perhaps looking to sample the live show of that image you enjoyed last night?" Leaning closer, he whispered into her ear. "Three months, don''t forget your promise and our bet."


    The moment he finished speaking, feeling he went a bit too far for her comfort, he stepped back with a cheeky smile¡ªknowing how she would react and the way to deflect her was something he learned while living together as he sat on the comfy leather sofa with a bounce before looking up at her with his ''innocent'' eyes that screamed he didn''t do anything.


    "..."


    "Lanc..."


    "Damn it!" Evaine stomped her foot, seeing him smile and blow a kiss each time she was going to speak. Why.... why could he always affect her so badly!


    Giving up clashing with him, she chose another way, sitting at her desk with a huff, her black jacket slipping off, revealing her wonderful curves as they threatened to pop from her shirt, but she ignored his smirk and damn smug gaze. "About the images and spending the night with Princess Guinevere..."


    Lancelot tilted his head before answering honestly, "The image is real, and we spent all night having sex. Anything else?"


    "!!!"


    Once again, his words were beyond her comprehension. How did he speak so honestly, not even showing shame or worry?


    She is the Princess!? A princess engaged to another man, and he dicked her with his damn meat club!?


    "A-All night..." She muttered, always reading that men would be exhausted after one round... tapping her pen as she thought back to that amazingly huge... No... Her shaking her head, she looked at him with a sharp look.


    "Lancelot du Lac... You know that her fiance attends this academy and is very popular with the emperor and nobles... Life will be harsh due to the academy''s policy of non-interference as long as it''s not death..." The words were filled with concern; despite his teasing, it showed Evaine''s calibre as a teacher.


    Thus Lancelot stopped playing, looking at her sincerely, "Thank you very much for caring. But I understood the situation when I took her virginity. I will face and crush them under my feet as stepping stones."


    She smiled, looking at him with a normal boy''s face, before feeling the need to bring it up, "You know that bet... If you can''t make it..."


    "I will defeat you in 3 months and make you my second wife." His face wasn''t the usual flirting nor playing around¡ªshe could feel the intense stare in his eyes, and his words were ludicrous.


    What kind of man passionately asks someone to be his second wife...


    But...


    For a moment, she was taken aback... "Then I won''t hold back and will beat you onto the right path. Student Lancelot!" She tossed a small piece of black paper to him, then looked at her laptop with a slightly red face. "Take it!"


    "It''s my private contact details... only call if there''s a real issue... if they go too far, or you need help... Don''t call it for dates or to send me lewd images!"

 Chapter 67 - 28: A Lifetime Apart, Youre Still A Smug Prick!

    Lancelot slowly walked back to the classroom after she scolded him and said to return to class.


    ''Hmmm, it seems she''s quite the soft woman at heart.''


    Her sentiment was enough for him as he added her number to his phone under the title [Teacher Wife] before heading in the opposite direction of the classroom.


    "Oh, to be so popular."


    Because three people were following him, two were hidden in the shadows while the last one was following without trying to hide his presence, the usual arrogant and confident smile on his face shimmering from the reflection in the glass.


    He didn''t waste time looking for help or telling anyone. That was stupid, and Lancelot wasn''t a bitch¡ªhe walked straight for the duelling field.


    ''Let''s see...''


    A smile came to Lancelot''s face as he picked up the pace, loosening the buttons around his neck and chest before placing both hands in his pockets.


    ''Vellan.''


    ''Lusia.''


    {{Master?!}}


    {Brother! Finally, you called!}


    ''Do you both want to play and fight against an arrogant knight and his dumb commander?''


    [Lancelot!? Why do you not call for me... Am I old news... are you already bored of me... This Queen is still nice and tight...]


    Morgana''s soft, crying voice almost made his determination to fight the three of them completely vanish as he had to hop onto the stone wall surrounding the garden to avoid tripping on some gravel.


    ''Morgana... Don''t be stupid!''


    {{Ah! The old woman is trying to steal our time!}}


    {Grandmother, please step aside!}


    The two Succubus Heroes were more brave than a dragon¡ªcalling their cousin an old woman was something EVEN Lancelot didn''t dare to do. Morgana was a demon born near the birth of Avalon...


    A very old existence.


    Yet when she introduced herself, she claimed she was 18!


    [...]


    In that silent breath, Lancelot could feel the tragedy that was the fate of these two succubi once they were done helping him tonight. Part of him even wanted them to get beaten by the enemy''s troops so that Morgana would forgive them... How tragic.


    Lancelot didn''t take long to arrive at the duelling grounds while jogging at half pace to reach the furthest stage from the teacher''s lounge. Instead, it was a nice warmup as his sword slipped into his grasp with the elegant flick of his wrist before he hopped onto the arena and turned around calmly.


    "Oh, if it isn''t the smug cuckold, Arthur Pendragon."


    His voice had a tone of mockery and pure challenge as Lancelot held the Gale sword towards Arthur in his second-year Elite uniform and his golden sheath tied to his waist.


    "..."


    "How dare you, wretch! Nothing more than a filthy broken fallen noble!" Screamed a feminine voice.


    A brunette woman in a black skirt lunged from the shadows, her blue eyes filled with hatred. She was quite familiar to Lancelot. It was not... The two women were Guinevere''s maids before he beat them on the first day he met.


    ''Ah... My hunch was right. Those two traitors were Arthur''s watchdogs.''


    Her hand held a thin silver sword as she thrust forward, aiming for his throat, while the blonde maid behind her pulled out a sabre from behind her back.


    A sigh escaped his lips as Lancelot easily sidestepped Guinevere''s maid and grabbed the silver blade between his fingers before gripping the hilt, twisting the sword out of her hand. His knee smashed into her face in a single movement, cracking her jaw and rattling her brain as she stumbled forward.


    "That isn''t how you end someone''s life since you attacked me on the duelling stand... Farewell."


    *Slash*


    Lancelot''s sword sliced into the back of Guinevere''s maid''s neck, severing her spine and nicking her artery before pulling back. Blood dripped from the flat of his blade as the maid fell to the ground.


    "Aaaah... You little wretch! How dare you kill my sister!" Using a sabre, the blonde maid lunged forward while Arthur stood silently, his hands at his waist.


    Lancelot could feel her murderous aura, so he kicked off the ground with his left foot to hop back as she slashed. He flipped around the blade, kicking her in the arm and slapping her across the face with the flat blade as she dropped her sword.


    "..."


    His kick shattered her arm while he slapped her cheek with the blade, making her bite down on her lip and cheek. Lancelot looked at her, blood oozing from her lips, a fierce glare in her eyes, "Did you think you were anything more than a dog in his eyes? Now, on your way."


    Lancelot grabbed her by her throat, gripping her windpipe with his idle hand, watching as her face turned pale as she struggled to breathe.


    "Ah¡ªgah! How dare¡ªgah!"


    Lancelot grabbed his Gale Sword and plunged it into the woman''s stomach, ignoring her pleas for mercy and using all his strength to twist and turn the blade around as her innards spilt out.


    "This is your punishment for plotting against me... Hm? I''ll let you die with your dignity and your pride."


    Lancelot pulled her to her feet and gripped her broken arm tightly before twisting her around and pushing her forward. He pushed her into her sister, and the two women collapsed into each other as they shared the same fate.


    Slowly like he hadn''t taken their lives or felt their Ether being absorbed by his demonic blood, he wiped their blood off his sword with some cloth. Now looking at the cold gaze of Arthur with a smirk. ''To think, in the past life, I admired this guy and thought his cool smile was cool.''


    The two handsome males looked at each other in silence, one tall with a calm face, blonde hair and blue eyes, his eyes clear without a sense of disturbance. While the other was extremely handsome, with a wild look as his silver hair was swept backwards, flopping over to one side, revealing his slightly pointed ears and beautiful grey eyes like a wolf staring at its prey.


    Both stood in silence with a calm expression until Arthur smiled at Lancelot, "I see... you did that knowing who I am and still did not stop?"


    Lancelot straightened himself, taking a calm pose with his sword. "Ah, you are Arthur Pendragon, a man with an inflated ego and confidence beyond the stars themselves."


    Lancelot''s lips curved into a smile as he gripped his Gale Sword tighter, "A man with too much pride for his good. I will not lose... Unlike you, a cuckold who thinks nothing of betraying his empire for a small benefit. I will not lose... A man without morals, ethics, and honour."


    Arthur''s expression slowly shifted, becoming a fierce and grim glare; as he pulled out his Excalibur from his sheath, a low roar and rumble spread through the air as it even caused the Gale Sword to tremble momentarily. "How dare you insult my honour! A man like you is worth nothing!"


    ''I guess he was waiting for the teachers to show up. Ah, that is... a legendary weapon. I can see why Everyone has so much respect for it.''


    He could feel a lot of magic energy radiating off the weapon, the power of his family''s blood, the sword of kingship... but this sword was not worthy of his kingship.


    "Let''s not drag this out. COME, LUSIA, VELLAN! HEROES OF THE SUCCUBUS RACE!"


    Lancelot summoning his troops caused the duel area to close off instantly. At the same time, Arthur''s eyes widened¡ªhis commander was known to be brutal, powerful and able to dominate even a dragon with its might. ''I cannot kill him, nor hope to crush him at this stage... But I have no time to wait for the teachers to arrive.''


    A smirk came over Lancelot''s face as he watched the Gale Sword shatter and turn to dust.


    "Do you believe in fairytales and legends? For even if I fight you, Arthur, I will not lose! I will take your power and everything you have and make you regret your actions!"


    "Guinevere was just the first step."


    Two bursts of magic appeared beside him, one purple and the other blue, as his two cute Succubus Heroes appeared with a flash of seductive and demonic energy. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You... Lancelot, was it? I will remember you. Try not to die from my blade, for nothing can stand against Excalibur, even the Sword Demon himself."


    {Master~ why is this man so smug? Should Sia beat him for you?}


    The lovely fair-skinned succubus wrapped around his shoulder, her long, serpentine tongue sliding over Lancelot''s face leaving a wet sticky trail that emanated a pink ether.


    {Brother~ shall I chop it off?}


    Vel''s beautiful blue skin pressed against his left hand, pushing his sword and fingers between her ample breasts, a sticky blue lubricant shining radiantly and trickling down his arm.


    ''Girls, we cannot beat him unless we hold nothing back, and this is just a greeting¡ªa way to increase my prestige in the eyes of the academy. Don''t let him trick you; that sword can even kill Commanders permanently.''


    "Let''s have a nice dance, girls."

 Chapter 68 - 29: The Difference Between Genius And Hero

    A vibration pulsed from the feet of Lancelot before the surrounding Ether was devoured into his body, the earth trembling before his dark transformation, with even Excalibur''s golden light being eaten.


    This caused Arthur''s face to show a change, now more serious as he tried to attack, but a powerful storm of pure Ether blew him back to the edge, his feet dragging through the stone floor with deep ditches on either side.


    As his body transformed, the twin demons became a strange ethereal stream of particles, one blue and the other black. His body grew slightly taller, with a strange flame swirling around his feet as he absorbed Ether more and more.


    His eyes began to glow a brilliant silver before the small pupil split apart, forming a slit along the middle and spreading apart to become a cross with four stars forming in the gaps.


    Like an elegant dancer on a frozen lake¡ªblood started swirling from a small cut on his right wrist.


    A great amount of blood enveloped his body as it coated over strange black, jagged dragon scales that covered his entire body, burning with a dark flame.


    *Swish*


    In his right hand, a beautiful black sword with a slight curve with an eastern style, the blade 85cm long and almost three fingers thick, slicing through the air with a deadly sharpness and light movements.


    ''Lusia... a beautiful woman and an exquisite sword.'' {Ah... Master!?}


    Her voice was more coy and shy as the sword gently vibrated in his hand, dancing along with his movements, while the left sword was a blue, heavy blade with 8 large rings, a different type of sword... but also eastern of descent.


    The eight-ringed broadsword on with a slight curve and brutal chopping and slashing power.


    ''Vellan, a fierce and lovely woman and your sword is wild.'' {Brother~ you''re making me wet}


    *Bang!*


    Lancelot attacked Arthur with no words or stupid one-liners as his foot kicked off the floor, cracking the stones.


    His face was covered with a red and black Visor hybrid, only revealing his mouth filled with sharp teeth and a monstrous beauty. The visor changed his eyes, black sclera, and a golden iris with black cross pupils with stars peeking through the visor.


    "What nonsense!" Arthur muttered as he slashed across the air, Excalibur''s golden wave splitting the air.


    But Lancelot disappeared like a blur before reappearing within Arthur''s reach; Excalibur stopped in mid-air while his two swords struck forward, drawing a cross in mid-air with a *Zhengg~!*


    Arthur had a bitter look in his eyes, taking a step backwards and jumping backwards as a wall was blown down.


    *Zhengg Zhenng Zhenng Zhenng Zhenzz-swosh~!*


    His swords created arcs of dark Ether slashes, striking Excalibur before slashing along with Arthur''s defensive moves, forcing him backwards as Lancelot''s movements were fast, elegant, and destructive!


    Each slash created powerful dark, cross-Ether shockwaves, even creating dark storm clouds as lightning was swallowed up by Lancelot''s Ether absorption, striking Arthur and zigzagging along his armour, shocking him until the ground around him was destroyed and left as dust, smoke, and debris!


    "Not good...."


    *Shua~!*


    Excalibur disappeared into a ray of light before a powerful sword energy, surrounded by a golden dragon, formed the great energy, even shaking the heavens with its presence. Then his calm, elegant voice boomed, "Come! Knights of the Round!"


    *Shua~! Swooooooosh*


    Seven beams of light scattered across the arena before the beams became 7 powerful knights, all holding special swords and beautiful silver plate armour covering them from head to toe.


    Their appearance caused Lancelot to be shocked but remain focused, his eyes glancing between each Knight before attacking without fear; Arthur now disappeared behind 7 giant shields standing with Excalibur piercing the ground.


    "Heh! Cowardly! Are you King or a frightened rabbit?" Lancelot''s beast-like voice spoke as his swords swirled before stopping in a unique fighting stance, with Lusia raised upward and Vellan to his left.


    {Master...} Lusia softly asked; Lancelot was silent before his movements became even faster!


    *Shing*


    His swords moved at extreme speeds, creating afterimages and deep cuts along each Knight''s shield! But they were dense and skilled. A single knight with a long spear and shield stepped forward, and this seemed to have become a gauntlet fight.


    "Oh... Gawain, if it isn''t the limp dick bastard!" This Knight was the one that killed his commander in Lancelot''s last life, his armour boiling with flames and eyes glowing bright golden filled with both anger and excitement.


    "Filthy Demon, I''ll end your misery here!" his spear stabbed towards Lancelot''s head, who then stabbed Lusia outwards.


    *Tuang~!*


    *Creak*


    Gawain''s flaming spear exploded into bits and pieces, causing his face to cringe, and the Knights and Arthur all became serious and excited!


    *Weng~!*


    With his swords crossed, Lancelot swirled in place before his two swords clashed against Gawain''s new flaming halberd, a savage axe blade, and spear tip, swinging, chopping, and slashing Lancelot, not leaving any openings and filled with hate.


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    Lusia shattered the head of the Halberd, Vellan creating a deep cut on Gawain''s plate armour on his chest, his face paling before Lancelot kicked him upward into the air!


    *Swii~!*


    Lancelot''s huge wings fluttered, sending him shooting into the sky, brandishing Vellan over his head, blurred before his figure reappeared above Gawain.


    *Hueng~*


    Dark Ether gathered from his sword as a gigantic and brutal form formed, shining and emitting darkness; the stars gathered behind Lancelot as his wings danced wildly. His blade dance movements were powerful, wild and monstrous.


    "Wrath of the Damned!" his low demonic, beast-like voice boomed, with Vellan chopping downward, a great Ether slash 5m wide and almost 3m long, falling downward and swallowing Gawain before crushing him onto the ground!


    *Kabang~!*


    Dark Ether flames spread for thousands of meters, an explosion creating a 5m crater with Gawain''s half-melted armour. His face twisted and burned, his helmet shattering and his white hair charred and bloody, a great shock among the Knights! As Gawain became light, particles sucked back inside Excalibur, where he would be slowly healed.


    ''A Demonic Skill....'' Arthur thought silently, Lancelot floating downward as Lusia and Vellan swung before resting behind his shoulders. His cold demonic beast-like eyes glanced toward each Knight and Arthur.


    *Zhenng*


    Vellan shook before a black Ether flame was absorbed, his dark Ether recovery skills shocking! Even eating Gawain''s leftover mana and flames further boosted Lancelot''s abilities, while each Knight was nervous and excited for battle!


    Each Knight was stronger than Gawain, and Lancelot could feel his limits, only taking Gawain due to the surprise of his current form.


    "Hmph.. not bad!" Arthur''s serious voice called out, with each Knight taking a step forward, Lancelot feeling their powers while the stars behind his visor glinted coldly.


    "Oh... Gawain was trash!" Lancelot spoke arrogantly and coldly, with the surrounding temperature falling as each Knight and King became serious and enraged.


    "Mordred, crush this filthy rat but don''t kill him. I will take the last blow." Arthur whispered, the golden aura from his body pulsing faster and more often now.


    The man wearing heavy and brutal crimson armour and an elegant sword stepped forward, his body and strength even superior to Gawain, causing Lancelot to be nervous!


    Mordred and Lancelot''s history was terrible, Mordred, the summoned Knight of Arthur, was the one he trained with the most... In his many years before and after becoming enemies in the past life... He never once bested Mordred.


    ''Lend me your strength, girls... I cannot do this alone.'' Lancelot asked his two swords for all they could give him.


    "Foolish boy, who doesn''t know the difference between a mere genius and a natural-born hero!" Arthur snorted as he saw the wavering Lancelot.

 Chapter 69 - 69: [Bonus chapter]30: he difference between a Hero and Demon!

    Each sword trembled as a warm pulse enveloped Lancelot; the Ether around him drained into the ground from their absorption!


    *Fu~Fu~*


    Mordred swung his heavy crimson sword before stepping forward; the two giant warriors faced off, Lancelot''s beast-like silver hair waving and his wings expanding as far as they could with a terrifying size of a 4m wing span.


    Each giant took deep breaths before a shocking sound was heard behind Lancelot!


    *Buzzzz~!*


    The ground erupted as his wings beat, and Lancelot disappeared as a blur! Mordred was shocked as his sword raised, a dark claw striking the flat part of the sword as a loud metallic bang sounded, his eyes flashing with seriousness!


    His armoured fingers and hands clenched tightly before his strength overpowered Lancelot''s dark Ether, pushing his sword outward and blocking Lancelot''s attack from landing before him.


    *Ka~Shh~!*


    Lancelot stabbed Lusia forward, Mordred quickly and adeptly blocking with his heavy crimson sword, causing sparks as Vellan slashed sideways.


    *Ca-cha-cha~!*


    But a metal chain wrapped around the sword, pulling it back as Mordred''s strength stopped Vellan, Lancelot gritting his sharp teeth and glaring at Mordred!


    ''Fast''


    Lancelot disappeared again, his wings blurring as a storm of Ether formed behind his foot, kicking forward and creating a small crater while Mordred defended against his rapid attacks!


    *Zhengg ZhennZhenzzhen~!*


    *Creak Creak Creak Creak~~!*


    Mordred''s crimson armour began to crack and bend slightly, with Lancelot and him evenly matched! But this only lasted a moment before Mordred smiled behind his helmet, Lancelot''s brows raising!


    *Hueng~!*


    Behind him, a black chain-clad knight appeared; as his crimson armour reflected Lancelot''s shocked beast-like eyes, a powerful Ether shockwave blew him backwards, landing 10 meters away.


    His swords danced, and Vellan and Lusia blocked 3 chains as 7 others lashed forward and attempted to restrain Lancelot!


    Mordred disappeared, now appearing before Lancelot and striking his fist forward, knocking his black dragon-scale-covered cheek and sending him flying again!


    *Swosh Swosh Swoosh~!*


    Lancelot landed 3-4 times, skidding across the floor and kicking off the stone, Mordred appearing each time with 6 black chains lashing towards his swords!


    But with his movements increasing and skill steadily improving while his body adapted, the chains missed. Lusia stabbed forward, cutting Mordred''s armour and even causing a bit of blood to spray, shocking the crowd!


    ''Stronger!''


    Arthur had an interested gaze in his eyes; this level of strength was on the edge of Demonic Becoming. Lancelot''s true form showed some signs of weakness, but his body could handle the intense strain, unlike many others.


    *Swosh~!*


    Each chain struck forward again, forcing Lancelot to fight Mordred while 2 of the black chain knights attacked him, Vellan blocking the chains as the long black sword attacked Mordred, the 3-weapon combat happening all at once!


    *Zhenng Cara Crack*


    Lancelot''s black sword cut deeper into the heavy crimson plate armour, causing Mordred to grit his teeth as he fought harder and attacked faster. But he began to panic and was slightly scared as Lancelot''s movements, strength, and Ether control increased... Each slash and chain is blocked!


    ''It seems his demonic form has limits; how long can he keep this up?'' Arthur thought silently.


    As a chain cut Lancelot''s arm, causing a spurt of blood as 4 illusory black knights attacked, the crowd gasping as another golden ray shot into Excalibur, restoring the defeated knights, now both Mordred and Gawain defeated... A smaller male with a long thin sword stepped forward.


    "Percival..." Lancelot coughed up blood as his back, heart, and lungs ached from using his summon drive and Dominus for so long.


    ''Heavy.. so heavy...'' Lancelot was filled with painful pressure; his demonic body wasn''t enough, not strong enough... his movements becoming slower as each slash Percival made became more fatal and faster.


    ''I''m not strong enough!... Why why? Why did I live!? Why!? Was my life pointless in my past life and this one?''


    [My husband does not think such weak thoughts. Hold your head high; you have been back for 1 week. Look at what you have achieved. 2 knights of the round were defeated, and Arthur has existed for over a year in Avalon!]


    Morgana''s loving voice stopped the dark voice in his mind. Instead, his eyes shone as Percival''s sword was about to slice through his Visor.


    *Tuang~!*


    He was blown upward, Percival shocked as a dark, evil smile formed behind his black Visor... Lancelot''s body began to grow stronger, even his Ether capacity rising exponentially with his demonic form having the ability to absorb large amounts of Ether.


    *Kabang~!!


    ''Absorb more... break your limits! If I lose my humanity, so what! Let me show you the difference between a Hero and a Demon!'' Lancelot roared as his swords shook, and a bright dark star formed at their tips, creating a powerful Ether shockwave!


    [Ah... that''s my husband... I fell for you because of this side of you. Fight until you feel satisfied. I will save you no matter what should happen!]


    Percival and each Knight, including Arthur, became nervous, Lancelot hovering with black-red veins popping up along his muscles, his scales shining beautifully as he looked like a Demonic Angel.


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    His long wings fluttered, a great power filling him as each muscle group and nerve tightened and strengthened,


    *Shua~!*


    His swords spun together like a dark blue and red lotus before exploding!


    *Craka Kabang~!!!*


    Creating a bright black-red flame cloud, the explosion covered Lancelot before slowly settling; Percival and each knight had their eyes hidden beneath their helmets.


    *Shhhh*


    Before Arthur, Lancelot''s figure blurred and disappeared as the ground erupted and the arena shook; only dust and rubble were left from the explosion, causing Arthur to raise an eyebrow and laugh loudly.


    *Teng~!*


    Excalibur shined as a great wave of golden energy, 4 beams of light scattered in 4 different directions, with a golden wave forming in the air, creating a giant dome and shield.


    *Booommm~!*


    As the debris slowly settled, revealing a massive crater 3 meters deep and 7m in diameter, Lancelot floated in the air, holding Vellan and Lusia. At the same time, the golden dome was cracked, a wild smile on Lancelot''s face.


    Arthur''s eyes shook before Lancelot disappeared with a large wind wave blowing along the golden shield; a bright golden slash from Excalibur created an explosion, and Lancelot appeared 5 meters in the air with Arthur now holding Excalibur as a sword, the golden dome behind him destroyed, his armour cracking and even a small amount of blood leaking out!


    *Shh*


    His wings danced, and a great Ether flame formed along Vellan before his swords began to burn a brilliant blue and black.


    "Little Ant! You dare to attack me directly... Enough! I will end your pathetic existence!" Arthur bellowed as the knights protecting him vanished, or rather... all of them, including those defeated, began entering Arthur''s body through Excalibur as his strength and abilities increased sevenfold.


    "Those wings cannot protect you. Filthy rat."


    "Those swords cannot block me. Pathetic little demon!"


    *Shh Shuu~!*


    Both Arthur and Lancelot appeared in mid-air, his speed and strength reaching an absurd level, Excalibur''s glow becoming brighter as the golden blade clashed against Lancelot''s swords, Vellan and Lusia attempting to evade and resist Excalibur''s devastating and overwhelming slash!


    *Crra~Craka-Crakk~!!!*


    Lusia''s tip shattered as dark Ether flames erupted, and Vellan was nearly sliced in two, cracking and bent inward. Lancelot''s armour shattered, and his demonic dragon scales broke, causing a rain of broken scales to fall below as the arena shook and cracked even more.


    ''RETURN!''


    Before any damage could be done to the girls, he sacrificed both, his body falling to the ground; unlike his, Arthur couldn''t fly, but his sword''s tip pointed downwards as he fell, chasing Lancelot.


    *Zhenng*! *Bang~!*


    Arthur landed, crushing Lancelot into the ground, a giant sword mark with a 2m deep indent and cracks spread around. The golden sword''s tip stuck into the ground as his arm covered Excalibur, his strength overpowering Lancelot.


    "Enough, Demon... Return!" Arthur coldly spoke, Lancelot coughing up a great amount of blood and struggling, his black-dragon scales barely left and the demonic Ether no longer covering him; the pain from his near-death experience with the Black Dragon caused a mental backlash.


    ''If I fail the girls... they will be lost and can no longer reappear.''


    ''But the worst thing....''


    "Morgana...."


    His weak and low voice rang out in the silent crowd, his head laying on the ground while his back ached and lungs struggled, as the pain was worse than when he died.


    *Rrrrng*


    Arthur became stunned!


    "SWORD!"


    Lancelot cried out, his arms bloody and weak, as two purple swords slowly formed in his hands, the trembling of his right arm as was hanging low; his body climbed from the deep crater, his eyes now a mixture of silver and golden light as it seemed to leak out, like a popped balloon slowly.


    Holding his two purple swords, countless small blades began to form around Lancelot''s body, his last attack as just Lancelot, the human swordsman!


    "Watch me, Morgana... The man you love. Isn''t pathetic enough to go without wounding his enemy."


    [(Fool... I can''t possible fall for you more... Then you go and prove me wrong... Ah~ chaos... unwilling to lose... determined to crush everything....Lancelot~ My Lancelot~~ Fight!))]


    Her sweet voice filled his head; Arthur was shocked before Lancelot''s movement blurred, and Excalibur''s grip tightened before the surrounding Ether was absorbed into Lancelot''s twin purple blades!


    *Hueng~!*


    Each small dagger exploded like millions of small missiles, and a great storm of thousands and thousands of small dark and purple Ether slashes flew towards Arthur; each blade was 5 cm long and filled with deadly power, and each blade filled with Lancelot''s Ether aura!


    *Hss~*


    Arthur gritted his teeth as Excalibur created an absolute Ether barrier, each small slashing missile exploding against the golden barrier, shaking and crumbling; Arthur''s strength was over 5-10 times stronger than before, but he was still shocked and afraid. Yet the barrier did not lessen the power from each explosion and could injure him!


    *Fu~Fu~*


    Arthur gritted his teeth, his hands grasping Excalibur, each slashing missile striking and tearing apart Excalibur''s golden Ether and the arena, cracks spreading rapidly before the ground beneath was blown apart and a massive storm formed.


    However...


    A hand suddenly grasped his sword, demonic blood oozing as Excalibur''s blade sliced through his hand, leaving the barrier open for a moment as a dark sword entered Excalibur''s blade range.


    ''You fool....''


    "AHHHHH!!!"


    *SHRIIIIIIII-KACHAANNN~!!!!*


    The arena exploded in a golden and white flamed explosion! The arena was blown apart and crumbled to bits, the surrounding area destroyed, each blade Lancelot created being so small, as they sliced through Arthur''s body and face.


    He lost his eye, and one of his legs was maimed; Lancelot dropped his swords and lost strength as the arena exploded, with only one small piece of stone standing!


    ''Was my second life... so much worse...''


    ''If I die again... Will I become a Demonic beast... and destroy everything....''


    These thoughts swirled as his eyes faded and a beautiful smile formed on his face... his bloody and scarred hands raised upward as he felt the warm, calming embrace of someone special... His last thought before his consciousness slipped was the name... Morgana.


    *Pss~Shu~*


    With his final breath, he sighed... Before a beautiful woman enveloped his body, her long black hair and eight black and white wings flapping gently, as the man stood facing her fell to his knees, a large gash from his neck to his chest from the last attack of Lancelot.


    [You damned fool... why are you playing dead when you managed to make him look this pathetic?]


    [Wounded so badly against a first student after 1 day in Avalon... Ah.... my master... I cannot believe how you make my heart race...]


    [You truly are the man I was looking for...]


    [Our King]


    Her body was shrouded in dark Ether, blocking all sight as they vanished on the spot; breaking all world laws, she brought him to Avalon.


    [Queen''s order. All units who have healing skills report to the throne room Immediately!]


    "I won''t let you be so close to him next time, girls...." Morgana''s motherly smile added to her beauty as she looked at Lancelot laying on his throne, with Vellan and Lusia hugging his sides... The right eye of Lancelot is now blinded with a deep blade mark from Excalibur.


    "Yet he''s still just as handsome..."


    She smiled gently before slicing her wrist... feeding it into her mouth, and moving towards the sleeping face of Lancelot.


    "This will make you less human; forgive me. But I cannot let you die."


    *Plop~!*


    Her soft red lips touched his, his throat instinctively swallowing and not coughing from the sudden blood that trickled into his mouth; Morgana kissed his gentle and bloody face as her body became weak, Lancelot''s wound closing and becoming fresh, no trace of his injuries besides his eye and lost scales...


    "Ugh... so much hunger... why can you devour my Ether... so much... what is inside you... Ngh....!?" Morgana covered her mouth as she stumbled away, slowly towards her private room, her stomach aching.


    Lancelot''s bloodline must be stronger than hers or had the potential to surpass her greatly...


    "I''m happy, though... hehe.. a strong master for a Queen... hmm... you will marry me, correct?"


    Her blushing face appeared in a hidden mirror, the image fading as Morgana returned to the private rooms in her palace...

 Chapter 70 - 1: One-Eyed Sword Demon

    [Evaine POV]


    ''Today I saw the endless potential of a student who irritates me...'' She thought to herself, reading a book outside Merlin''s office. Today she was here to petition to lessen the punishment of Lancelot from suspension and the chance of being expelled to a more useful one for the empire.


    A mandatory Competition pledge.


    This meant Lancelot would have to participate in ALL Avalon and the world competitions. Otherwise, he would be expelled and likely be chased down by the supporters of Arthur, who now had an unsightly scar on his face.


    Evaine began to chuckle, thinking about the scene where her conflict with the strange Lord Lancelot began.


    [Flashback]


    She looked stern, but her eyes filled with a gentle and affectionate light, the corners of her lips smiling before she stopped scolding him.


    "Congratulations, you were amazing in the trial. I look forward to seeing your swordsmanship improve."


    "How about if I become strong enough to defeat you without magic, you agree to a meal together at the Sherwood Hotel?"


    Once again, she looked close to exploding; instead, her hands released his chest, giving a light chuckle.


    "If you can beat me within 3 months, I''ll even sleep with you."


    [End of Flashback]


    "..."


    Her smile faded as she felt a sudden sense of danger¡ªthe purity she kept protected for so long would be given at a discount to that bastard at this rate!


    "Instructor Evaine, please enter." The old man''s voice was strangely serious as she tightened her hands before carrying various documents and reasons why he should be kept. Her dark eyes and sleepy face were a testament to her hard work.


    "Damn... He better take me to the Sherwood if he wants to get into my pants. Stupid boy."


    [???? POV]


    Meanwhile, in a luxurious mansion near the Academy, an elegant couple were seated on two thrones while Guinevere was kneeling, her cheek bright red just being slapped by the male with a stern look and crown on his head.


    "You dare sully our royal name for some fallen noble rat!?" He screamed because no servants or knights were present, so there was no need for useless etiquette. Far was a very fierce man and only stopped his Lord''s activities due to losing his right arm.


    "My love, there is no need to get so upset... The girl is not so stupid. I am sure she didn''t do those things when her engagement with Arthur was confirmed."


    The two looked at Guinevere, who was smirking at her mother''s words, her tongue licking the slight blood oozing from the cut. "Forgive me, Mother, but I slept with him on the most dangerous days, and he didn''t let me sleep for hours. My womb is painted in his colour~ Fufu, I am his prisoner."


    "GIRL!" *Pah!*


    Once again, her body flew to the side, hitting the floor from her father''s steel prosthetic arm, causing her cheek to turn dark blue. His eyes looked at her with rage and fury that only grew.


    While her mother sighed, looking at her daughter''s face, and the fact their family''s heirloom [The Voice of the Just] didn''t trigger meant that she did bed that commoner.


    "You are to leave the house, abandon all assets and never refer to me as a mother for the rest of your life."


    This was the only way to convince the Pendragon family, which had more physical and martial might, so her mother, Valeria, chose this method to protect her daughter.


    "M-mother!?"


    "However, if both of you can reach the level of Silver Gauntlet within a Year. I will take back this and allow you to marry him with our full support." She smiled gently as she saw the glowing light of hope in her daughter''s eyes.


    ''Mother... I knew you were the best!''


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    Using the power of the engagement, his parents and uncle managed to build pathways to the military¡ªspecial Lords used to support only the Royal family. While his uncle now controlled most of the merchants guild using connections and the power of the military to crush his enemies and rivals.


    This limited the King''s military and financial might.


    "Now go; you must want to rush to his place. If you want to have children, then so be it. But I would prefer you to wait until you rank C, my little treasure." Valeria smiled as Guinevere''s body shot up with a smile, and rushed towards the doors before leaving.


    *Bang!*


    The door slammed shut, leaving her father in shock."


    "Relax, my dear, look at your daughter''s face... That determination was just like yours. My father said you, a commoner, could never be worthy of me. Now look who has been my husband for over 10 years!"


    "You think she''s like me... Our pretty little Guinevere is really in love? It''s not just because she hates Arthur and the situation?"


    "Fool, our daughter would never sleep with anyone. Did you forget we placed that enchantment on her? If she slept with a male she didn''t love, his member would be burned to ashes by holy magic."


    "Umu... As a first-year, Lancelot managed to wound that arrogant boy. Haha... Good, do your best. We can only pretend to be against it... I hope they both forgive us in the future."


    "I think they will understand, do not worry. I am always with you, my dear."


    [???? POV End]


    ***


    The world became different for him.


    He held his swords, but the distance and arcs were wrong... A simple technique for him before was now difficult despite his power, strength and speed being more than 30% higher than before.


    "I am weak..."


    A handsome male with silvery white hair dancing in the wind stood alone, surrounded by countless weak goblins and monsters, all crushed by the force of his blows.


    [My Love, you are different now¡ªa being of more Ether than flesh. Use your mind, and you will find the path you should take. Losing an eye might restrict your eyes, but what if you only activate your Visor...]


    ''Visor?''


    He looked into the sky before swiping his arm across the area as all the goblins were dismantled into their valuable parts and leaving the rest as he walked deeper into the forest outside Camelot''s walls.


    Lancelot''s face was not too bad¡ªnow, his right eye was covered with a scale to hide the unsightly scarred eye.


    But it made him look more rugged as his horns now seemed permanent¡ªluckily, there were many lords with different features and figures, even among the humans, due to their troops and finding strange items.


    Now he looked like a hybrid between a black dragon in humanoid form and a demon. His face is more rugged and handsome than the former beauty. ''Only losing 2 Charm despite losing an eye wasn''t so bad.''


    "Can the Dominus be used with only one part?" Lancelot wondered, before closing his eye and focusing on the flow of his Ether, trying to remember the feeling of the Visor¡ªslowly, his heart started to throb, the distant goblins and kobolds yelping as they approached.


    A small black and red substance began to form the Visor that all Succubi had when in combat, the back scale covering their eyes, nose and forehead.


    His black scale suddenly faded, revealing a glowing golden orb of light that replaced his damaged eye.


    The entire space around him was visible, as if he could touch anything within 50 metres, seeing every movement using his Ether and special vision of the Dominus form.


    When he swung his sword like in the past, it was a beautiful arc, slicing through the flesh of a nearby group of goblins, obliterating them. ''I see... the drain of Ether only lowers my maximum by 20%... To see in such detail, far beyond my normal eyes...


    "Morgana. I love you."


    [Fufu ~ I know, love me more and more~ fill me with babies and call my mommy!]


    "Keep your lust under control, or I''ll kick you." *Woosh!* His blade twisting like a snake, ripping apart four kobolds with a deadly blade manoeuvre.


    [Are you happy? That you can still fight like before?]


    Lancelot didn''t speak; his body was fighting the monsters, but his strength was limited to a small amount as his face filled with happiness and a smile. Morgana could only watch from a branch above, resting her chin on two palms.


    "When you woke up with one eye... You were in such despair, silly boy. If you begged me, I would have given you my eyes."


    Softly, she sighed as her chest rapidly thumped, watching the man who had captivated her more than she planned.


    "Now, how will I ever let you go?"

 Chapter 71 - 2: Camelot Upgrade! [1]

    Having regained the ability to see, Lancelot was more confident as he stood on the stone walls looking at his dungeon screen and preparing what he needed to upgrade the village to a town.


    More than 130 Frost Hares were running around doing whatever they wanted while not busy, sometimes even when working. They were a playful race, and hell broke loose once Ikumi was added.


    ''I will gain a bonus summoning slot when it upgrades.''


    "Master, Ikumi wants to play..." A sad whimper from the soft white albino rabbit that watched her sister''s chasing the succubus twins... They made a game, and whoever won would share the bed with Lancelot at night.


    It had been 3 days since he was injured. Thankfully Merlin contacted him and gave a 7-day suspension and said that all 5 tournaments this year were mandatory for him or he would be outside.


    ''Well... the words from Guinevere''s mother were more interesting.''


    "Remember to use protection and come visit us sometime soon." It was a simple message, but the pretty woman in the video call was different than he imagined a fluffy lady with curly black hair and green eyes.


    ''Still, I am glad she isn''t going to send people to attack or kill me. Her dad thought....''


    His words, "You little bastard, if you get my cute little Guinevere pregnant or make her cry! I will beat you with my slipper!"


    Since that call, he began to connect the two territories more so that hers would be the east and south areas to build further away. Lancelot would build to the north and western directions.


    ''Come to think of it, some of her elves have started living here...''


    Lancelot stroked the soft fur of Ikumi, feeling that this girl had been a little neglected over the past few days, but all she did was tap her fluffy feet against the floor, trying to escape and play with the girls.


    "Do you want to play to win that prize?" He whispered in her ear before pulling her squidgy cheek.


    "Ouch~ mmmm! Ikumi likes sleeping together and the other things too!"


    He looked at her and felt quite bad because, in addition to Guinevere, he was now sleeping with either her and Morgana or Morgana and Ikumi. In the past, it was just Ikumi and Morgana, so she always tried to win the free slots when neither Morgana nor Guinevere would stay in his bed.


    "Then tonight you can come, the bed is big enough for three, and Ikumi, you are always welcome if you feel lonely. Maybe I should make a night for you and Marimo to join me?"


    "No... that can''t work. Meru would be mad. I don''t want Meru to cry."


    Meru was an awkward girl for Lancelot. Since the battle, she became more shy around him, although it was nice she stopped arguing or calling him names now she was so focused on training and growing stronger that he rarely saw her.


    ''Well, let''s wait and see how she grows.''


    His hand began to cup the soft floppy ears of Ikumi as he opened his system interface into a huge screen so she could see too.


    The first upgrade was important because you would choose the archetype of the city you aimed for.


    He could even pick a European or fantasy type from books and novels.


    However, Lancelot wanted to go for a classic Empire style from 2,000 years ago with a huge castle and solid ramparts and only add modern sewer systems and a small river flowing through the centre of the territory.


    "What kind do you like, Ikumi?" He asked, wondering what she would pick.


    Her feet tapped happily as he let her look through the many pages, tapping faster when she saw exciting ones. Then she saw a strange eastern type with a beautiful steeple on the palace and a very Arabian feel.


    "Why this one?"


    "The king''s bedroom and huge bed are big enough for 10 people!"


    "But it would make the land a desert. Can you survive in the hot desert?" He smiled, wondering why she was so adorable.


    ''A huge bed is needed¡ªeven if we just sleep together, it seems more important to some of the troops than I thought.''


    "Then..." Her feet stopped tapping as she seemed sad, looking at the others before settling on a strange black castle. The walls were huge and thick, with a very gothic feeling, but the area was filled with snow and looked pretty.


    Ikumi''s fingers stopped before moving the page, "It''s like home..." before she looked at Lancelot to see his reaction and turned to the next one trying to act indifferent.


    ''That''s right... Is it necessary to stick to my capital being that way if my main troop can feel this is their home? I can make another of my cities in the style I like... These girls have worked so hard while enjoying their profits...'' S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot''s hand grasped Ikumi''s as she shuddered, only momentarily. He would rarely touch her other than the head outside of the bedroom, so she was surprised. "Mmm..."


    He gently guided the pack back and clicked on the one Ikumi liked.


    [The Black Citadel of Ar''tun] (Unique)


    His first thoughts were a delight! Some designs and castles were like rare gatcha games hoping for an impossible roll. This castle probably wouldn''t appear for Guinevere, but the same can be said if he tried again.


    It was unique... Meaning that he took it now unless someone manually built it.


    Camelot would take the Black Citadel, and it would change names. This was a little strange because it only needed iron and stone. ''I always wondered, but Avalon has a weird power that changes the metals from whatever they were to something else.''


    So in the Resources, it was incorrect to call it iron but should instead name it metal as 2 iron would become 1 steel and 4 iron would become 1 blacksteel.


    Looking at the cost, Lancelot almost cried because the black walls were special stones. It needed 10,000 stones and 10,000 Metal, not to mention the 1,200 Coins.


    "Is it too expensive, Master?" Her soft nose twitching drove him crazy as he hugged her tight.


    "Not at all but for now, we can only afford the castle and snow. Is that okay?"


    "Mmmm... is it for Ikumi?"


    "Ah, this is Ikumi''s reward, so now this is your home, okay?"


    Her head tilted, but she seemed convinced and hugged him tightly¡ªthe others playing were now rather angry at the two flirting together.


    [Black Citadel of Camelot]


    [5,500 Stone, 4,200 Iron, 500 Coins Remaninig till completion.]


    Walls can withstand the power of any existence below Grade B and will take 1,000 Grade A blows to be destroyed completely.


    S Grade would take 100 at most.


    100% Increase in Cloth, Leather, Metal and Food production.


    50% Defence bonus for walls and buildings


    150% Improved scouting range for all troops in the territory.


    Increases summon effectiveness by 20%


    Troop happiness + 10


    Troop Loyalty + 20


    Unlocks "Outposts + Secondary Villages"


    "Ah! The throne is being taken!" Ikumi shouted.


    Her eyes widened, seeing a huge black rock formed around the throne as it was lifted higher to suit its true standing in the huge Citadel that would be half-carved into the mountain.


    "Don''t worry¡ªit will just be organising our new home; the other hares will live in those new black houses, do you see them?"


    "Mmmm, they are cute. Will Ikumi live there?"


    "No, you will live with me in the castle. The bed is even bigger than you saw in the special desert!"


    "!!!"


    [My dear husband, are you planning to take that many women to bed!?]


    ''If I wanted to, we both know I could, but some girls just want to sleep close to me, and I plan to make a schedule for the nights I have sex and nights where we just sleep together.''


    [I want to have sex daily...]


    ''Then we can have sex during the day? Does it have to be in bed?''


    [Where did the sensible and prude Lancelot go? Someone made my husband a lustful demon!]


    ''Yeah, you...''


    "Can I!? Hehe~ Master is the best!" She giggled, nuzzling her head into his chest as he continued to show her the plans, including the lake and hot springs at the back of the Citadel, which she loved, and a large open field for her sisters to play in, which she liked a lot, and the huge training fields, which she didn''t care about.


    ''This will be a fun life...''

 Chapter 72 - 3: Camelot Upgrade [2]

    ***


    A few hours later, he was training his ability to see with Marimo, Meru and the Succubus twins; they were fighting Marimo and Meru while he was fighting against Morgana, who was not holding back.


    "Darling~ I hit you, so you owe me another kiss, fufu!"


    The reason they were free was quite mundane.


    [Earlier, just after the Black Citadel started building]


    A huge shadow suddenly dropped from the skies; the dragon form of Tiamat was as beautiful as ever. Guinevere landed in the centre of the town with a squad of 30 archers, leaving another 30 and some of Lancelot''s hares defending her territory.


    They had arranged to each take turns increasing the side of the other''s territory.


    Today it was Guinevere''s turn to take Lancelot''s main troops and expand her village to the south, where a small river with lots of fish existed.


    She didn''t ask Lancelot himself to come¡ªinstead, he would defend both bases to avoid anyone taking the fisherman''s benefits while they were away.


    "Lancelot!" Her voice echoed as she jumped off the back of her dragon, feet racing towards him. "Ugh, damn... I almost fell!" Lancelot complained, feeling her soft weight in his chest; this boorish girl had dove into his chest like Morgana or the Hares, nuzzling and kissing his face. Guinevere purred with delight.


    "Hehe~ darling, I missed you."


    "We saw each other yesterday..."


    "So what? I''m a vampire; I need to mate more than a human! You better keep up with me, or I''ll die!"


    "That''s not a good thing, Guinevere!"


    Somehow as he stroked her soft silver hair and enjoyed the shorter body in this form, she became a true shortstack vampire, and he loved it. Most of his women were super tall, but sometimes it was amazing to annihilate a shortstack as they trembled after sex. It was the best dessert for an incubus male.


    "Fufu, darling, likes my smaller body, huh?"


    "It''s nice..."


    "Good, then you can have the full package tonight, but first, let''s go hunting!"


    "Alright, the troops are ready, and your hares are here."


    "Hehe~ thanks, darling, and remember, no sex with the hares when I''m not around, or I''ll suck your blood dry!"


    "You''re not a normal vampire, Guinevere..." Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So what? Fufu~ darling likes the dangerous type. Then be a good boy and protect my territory."


    [Back to the present]


    ''I didn''t know that Guinevere had such a playful and honest side to her. Did her mother''s permission and the freedom from the stress of being a princess make her true self show?..


    is this cute woman, my future wife?'' Lancelot didn''t know what the future might bring, but as he ordered the troops to push north to clear the area between him and Guinevere''s base, he was hit again by Morgana''s cheap tricks.


    "Hehe~ another kiss, or maybe you''ll kiss my other lips?"


    "Morgana, stop cheating..."


    "Cheating? Darling, I''m using my skills, and you''re not stopping me."


    ''Because if I do, you''ll start hitting me with your charm, and we''ll end up having sex!!''


    "Come on, darling, kiss me, or I''ll kiss you..."


    ''Damn, she''s so hot... and her breasts are so soft!''


    "Darling, you can touch them if you like..."


    "Damnit, Morgana, stop using your charm on me!"


    "Fufu, then tell me no."


    "Yes!"


    "Then say no to this, darling!"


    "Mmmph!?"


    ''Damn, I fell right into her trap!''


    "Fufu~ darling, I love you."


    "Morgana, you''re going to get me killed..."


    "Not if you have sex with me, and I''ll teach you how to resist my charm, darling."


    He suddenly stopped before vanishing from her vision for the first time. She felt a serious chill down her spine in many years; the next moment, thick hands grabbed her from behind, and Lancelot kissed her lips deeply.


    "Mmm!?"


    [(Wow, he''s getting better at kissing, and his hands are so strong, fufu~)] Morgana was delighted, his tongue wrapping around her own as he tasted her mouth, and the other hand gently played with her breasts, making her moan softly.


    ''Damn, she tastes so good, and her skin is so smooth...'' Lancelot was enjoying the kiss and Morgana''s moans, but he knew this wasn''t enough to satisfy his beloved teacher.


    ''I''ll need to take her somewhere private and do much more...''


    "Darling, mmm, I''m going to get turned on~ fufu."


    "Morgana, never say you''ll teach me to resist my wife''s charm; if I do that, how sad would our relationship become?"


    "..." Morgana''s face turned red as she realised he thought she meant her actual charm, the sex appeal and beauty and not her skill, which tickled her chest a little too much. He was so serious about it, which made her happy like a well-fed cow.


    "Let''s focus on the task, okay?" His voice seemed assertive, while Morgana just nodded, now nothing more than a prisoner to his adorable actions.


    "Girls, it''s time; let''s clear the surrounding 4 blocks 2 for Guinevere 2 for me."


    "Got it!" The succubi said in unison, flying high in the sky with Meru, and the 30 hares spread out to the left and right, leaving Lancelot and Morgana in the middle, walking forward.


    "Darling, you''re growing up..."


    "Oh? How so? I feel like I''m always riding on your palm." He joked.


    "Fufu, darling, is growing in his heart; you''ve learned to command and lead people properly, and you''re not afraid of the future."


    "Of course, I''m not; I''m an incubus, and I have lovely and beautiful wives and adorable hares; what''s there to be afraid of?"


    "Darling, fufu, you''re too much..." Morgana''s face reddened.


    "Come, let''s clear these goblins and take our loot. I want to finish the Black Citadel sooner, so you can live as you deserve."


    "Yes, darling, I''ll follow you anywhere."


    [(This is the man I chose, who will stand tall and proud, and I''m glad I picked him!)] Morgana thought.


    ***


    "Darling is so strong, fufu~" Morgana cheered as they cleared the 4 blocks, killing over 250 goblins and 13 hobgoblins and taking all the loot. They returned to Guinevere''s base, Lancelot''s hares set up a temporary defence, and the succubi and Meru returned to Lancelot''s base to rest.


    "Guinevere, I cleared 4 blocks."


    "My dear~, thank you, fufu~ I''m so happy, and the fish here are delicious, and the water is warm, so we can bathe together!"


    It seemed that the pool she found was a warm spring, and the fish were those used to living in warm water. Lancelot smiled because watching them return was funny. All the hare''s fur was fluffy and wet as they bounced around and began to fight each other to dry off...


    The image of Humanoid rabbit girls kicking each over with their legs while curled up was adorable and extremely sexy, as their behinds were fully exposed.


    Lancelot saw the time was late, letting Marimo set the evening and morning guards while he selected the 15 women who would sleep with him.


    Five of the Hares performed well, and Five Succubi spent half the day flying long distances to pass messages. Then Ikumi, Marimo, Meru and the succubus twins.


    Guinevere and Morgana were angry, but he spent an hour with them before returning to the castle... Who knows what happened in that sealed room? Only the succubi and Hares forced to clean the mess would...

 Chapter 73 - 4: Pendragon

    [Somewhere in the southern Empire, south of the capital]


    *Smack*


    A middle-aged male with a handsome face and muscular build slapped Arthur''s face with the back of his hand, causing a loud crack, sending him flying into a wall, his cheek bleeding.


    The entire upper body of Arthur was filled with the same kind of bruises and wounds.


    "My son, I believe losing was never an option for the Pendragon family." This man was Uther, the former Duke of the Empire and fourth in line to the throne, only losing his succession rights after his Lord position was lost during the great Avalon Human x Demon war.


    The Demon lord had chosen Arthur instead of him, which forced him to lose his Lord position. However, he managed to become the current Emperor''s advisor.


    "Father... The opponent had an overbearing advantage. My swordplay did not affect the brute''s physique." Arthur groaned.


    His opponent had easily crushed his armour, and even when Excalibur and his knights were summoned, the monster didn''t relent. However, Uther Pendragon would not accept this folly, as his fist again smashed into his son''s body.


    "Foolish boy, the future Demon Emperor is counting on us; he was counting on YOU to make that girl yours! She was the key to our invasion!" Uther roared with disgust.


    Arthur was one of the top contenders for becoming a Demon Emperor candidate, yet he failed to seduce the key figure: Guinevere.


    Guinevere was one of the main characters involved in the current Avalon war. She was the heir to the red dragon, the Empires hope, and she was the princess!


    "No excuses!" Uther roared, seeing Arthur about to speak, "You want to say you can take her back? Are you delusional? Can your pathetic thing compare to that beast?"


    "He is neither human nor a lower being. His fighting skills, swordsmanship and heart, were all leagues above you. Not to mention his manliness is two, not three times bigger?"


    "Don''t blag me, son." Slowly the anger faded as he cast a high-level healing spell, the light forming a small platform beneath his feet before it poured into Arthur, healing his body.


    "Son, I know how you feel, that bastard Emperor stole my fiancee too! Now sitting on the throne despite being a mere commoner''s spawn!"


    Arthur could feel his father''s anguish as the holy light entered his body before he knelt, feeling frustrated at his failure. "Forgive me, Exalted Father...."


    The pair smiled before Uther''s hand tapped his son, "Worry not, I have intel that Lancelot was spawned in the demon empire. Soon he won''t be able to cause trouble because that big-breasted Oni will crush him."


    A strange but lewd face came across Uther''s face; the woman he spoke of was a Demon Queen, the lady of ogres and long-time ally of the Pendragon clan. "She will kill him, and then we will steal Guinevere back and use whatever means to make her submit to you." S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Exalted father!!!"


    "Now leave! Train and cultivate stronger until it''s time." Uther commanded, causing Arthur to bow.


    Arthur walked towards the door as the old knight by his side opened the door, revealing a stunning beauty clothed in black skin-tight armour.


    The curves of this gorgeous 5''9 white-haired female made many drool and caused the duo inside to salivate. "What a fool, older brother... You lost to that boorish man."


    "..." Arthur''s face turned dark seeing Marianne le Fay, his beautiful half-sister ranked 3rd in the Empire''s beauties and known for her sadism. However, a small grin formed on his handsome face as a hand moved and caressed her back, "My sister, it''s not over. It''s only just started."


    As he walked away, her face twisted, "You don''t understand, brother... A man that can defeat you, I will crush him before you can get redemption~ ah, you stuck-up, foolish bastard! I cannot wait to meet him."


    Her voice turned malicious, but when Arthur left, her voice reached Uther, "Uther Pendragon... Your time is almost up. Mother won''t wait much longer. She wants to become the Demon Empress so that I will deal with this ''Lancelot'' boy instead."


    "Tsk... damn whore''s daughter."


    "Say whatever you wish, F-a-t-h-e-r!"


    ***


    Meanwhile, inside Edward Barret''s Dorm.


    "My husband~ did you see? He was so strong, and that sight to see even Excalibur drawn. We must support him no matter what!" Laura Brahmen was naked in bed with her Fiance Edward, leaning against his chest.


    "Ah... I want to, but how can I contact him... Such a cool guy; I''m sure we could be good friends."


    His fiancee smiled before she hugged him tightly, "Actually, darling. He is close friends with that cute Eastern girl¡ªthe swordmaster''s granddaughter." She kissed his cheek, enjoying his slight stubble brushing against her lips. "I will befriend her because she''s cute! And find out his contact details."


    "Are you sure? Don''t do anything stupid. I don''t want him to misunderstand. I want to be his friend before the neutral families make any plots. He beat Arthur... that is something that makes me so excited!"


    The Barret family used to be a lower family that served the Pendragon banner, but in the last Demon x human war, they were betrayed, losing 4 successors, their faction heir and his father... That isn''t including the 1,000 Lords of the Barret family who died.


    ''I am sure Lancelot is trustworthy from all the information; I will keep myself neutral as I put out feelers... But that man, he is different.''


    "Mmmm, you''re not gay, are you darling?"


    "Hmmm... we just had sex; why would I be gay?"


    She giggled, "Because you are so passionate about Lancelot, why? if not because you love him so much~ hehe." His fiancee was a little perverted and found the image of two handsome men stimulating.


    *pat*


    "Don''t be stupid," Edward tapped her head before pinning her underneath him. "I am straight, but Lancelot is much like myself... Who do you think was behind the fall of his Du Lac family and their fall to nothing? It was a DUKE house, you know?"


    "!!!!"


    His fiancee seemed to understand suddenly; no wonder her beloved Edward was eager to get him on board. Two men that lost everything because of one family, "I see; I will approach Lady Sumika with respect and try to build a solid relationship."


    "Thank you, Laura... now... should we make a successor?"


    *Pah!*


    "Ah, why?" Edward held his cheek, pretending to be sad, "did you slap my cheek?


    "Hmph! Men are just beasts!"

 Chapter 74 - 5: Second Commander.

    Lancelot was standing northwest of Camelot in the demon realm, his suspension would end in 2 days, and Guinevere''s base was now amazing.


    Not to mention his reaching the [Town Level], which allowed him to take a second commander and summoning ritual.


    Morgana was preparing herself, along with both Vellan and Lusia. Because they were going to a neutral city in the demon kingdoms, it was best only to take demons, or so Morgana insisted.


    "Well, if things go bad, it''s not like I have nothing to defend myself..." Lancelot thought his black armour now swapped for a light leather tunic, with a noble look and red cape that offered defence from the elements and repelled ranged attacks.


    [Town Lord''s Summon]


    Call upon 50% of your selected troops to aid you in battle, it can be used 3 times a day, and the troops will stay until the battle ends before returning to your castle. They will remain if you step into friendly territory.


    Lancelot was pleased to get this skill; his troops were now 220, with 180 Hares and 30 Succubi. So 110 units would suddenly support him in danger which was a very happy change. Marimo would lead the support team as she almost cried when he said he couldn''t take her.


    ''I need to give that girl a good reward; her hard work in taking 120 of the Hares to finish the Citadel in 4 days... is beyond my belief.''


    [Because she loves you, I don''t know how it started; maybe it''s seeing her naked when she first spawned... But that Hare loves you so deeply it feels like she could rival me if she wanted to.]


    Lancelot felt himself blush slightly as he stood near the edge of his territory, looking back the 10 Sanguine Succubi, 2 Heroes, and his Queen were slowly fluttering their wings to join him. There was also a demonic carriage with huge gale wolves as the monsters pulled it.


    "Your Majesty, the carriage is ready." Morgana smiled at him as Lancelot smiled back, "Let''s go; there are two places I wish to see first; let''s get business done and summon your future sister troop."


    It was mid-afternoon when Lancelot left Camelot¡ªthe carriage quickly moving across the plains; some monsters felt the power of the wolves and succubi sitting on the roof and pulled back.


    Demons were very susceptible to those above them. They knew that if they attacked, they would die easily or suffer greatly. The only reason the Hares weren''t feared in the demon kingdoms was their being an unheard-of species before.


    Lancelot looked at Lusia, "You''ve grown up so much, especially since we began talking." He reached his hand out, patting her head and watching her smile brightly, "You have truly become a woman."


    "T-Thank you, Your Majesty," Lusia said shyly, looking down at her black dress that covered her body, only her tail poking out.


    Lancelot felt the carriage slow down, "What is it?" He asked, and Morgana peeked through the small window in the carriage, "It''s a demon army, but they are just crossing and heading to the same destination; if we follow them, it might help avoid troubles. I will lead our troops, Your Majesty."


    Lancelot nodded as he sat back, "We are to avoid trouble if possible; they seem to be in a hurry, so I don''t believe they will want to cause us any issues. But keep an eye on them."


    "Of course, Your Majesty, leave it to me."


    [Outside of the carriage, Morgana''s POV]


    Slowly she climbed to the front, stepping on the largest wolf as their carriage slowly reduced its speed; it seemed a female was riding over, likely with some arrogant words or message.


    "Forgive me; I am the messenger of Demon Queen Rena of the Oni clan; she asked if you minded letting us pass first and following on. We have to reach the Neutral city to meet an important person!" Asked the smartly dressed female Ogre.


    Her body was filled with muscle and taller than 6ft 5, but it didn''t look out of place; Morgana nodded, feeling this Oni tribe was familiar, but she couldn''t put her finger on it.


    ''I hope it''s not that damn idiot with huge tits and no brain other than looking for her perfect mate and fighting...''


    "Very well, we will see the way, and if you could allow us to follow your trail, the path to our holy land is rather dangerous, with the wolves sneaking in from other places." Morgana didn''t care about her honour or pride. All she cared about was Lancelot''s glory and honour. Thus she would never make trouble for stupid reasons.


    She watched the female ogre nod as Morgana quickly jumped down, "Your Majesty, we are following a tribe from the Oni clan to the Neutral city."


    Morgana saw Lancelot''s eyes light up. "That is excellent; they might be able to tell us the current situation in the demon kingdoms. I heard a rumour that they have been quite busy for a few months and not open to trade."


    Morgana nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty. We will follow them." She was glad they could have an easy journey; most of the Oni clan was loyal to the Holy demoness, so even if they fought, it would be a short affair, normally by duels, due to the difference in the number and the rules of the Holy Demoness.


    When Morgana sat in the carriage, she saw Lusia staring at her and pouting. "don''t worry, Lusia, during this trip, you and Vellan will get a private date with Master. You earned it."


    Lusia smiled as the carriage continued onwards, slowly catching up with the large group of Oni tribe. ''Looks like we will be spending some time in a demon city. I will have to make sure there are no risks for Master.''


    Morgana was glad the Oni tribe didn''t cause them issues, but she was even happier they were going to the same place. A strong guide stopped useless troubles coming their way.


    Meanwhile... Inside the Oni Leader''s Carriage.


    Demon Queen Rena was lying on her back, with long black hair, beautiful golden eyes and a pair of ungodly mounds of perfection swaying along with the movements of the carriage, her Kimono parting to give a glips of her large areola and nipples.


    ''Milvar went to see that carriage; it was fancy and likely to be a woman''s, so there is a low chance he is inside... but... Let''s ask her when she is back.''


    Suddenly, "My Queen, I have returned!"


    ''Milvar is always like this as if she can hear my heart''s voice... annoying.''


    "So... What did you find out?"


    "Well, it is a female Demon leading them; from what I could sense, it was a carriage of mostly succubi and one incubus, but his energy was too high for me to see... Likely a lord or King on a visit. Because she says, they are heading to the Holy Land."


    "Oh? A Demon visiting the Holy lands... very interesting."


    Rena thought deeply about this, but she had already seen them, and it was likely a new Demon who didn''t know her face, and he wasn''t someone famous. ''Could it be the man that dumb human spoke of? I don''t remember the words of men with small dicks...''


    "Anything else?" Rena asked, itching her ass as she rolled over. Bored of this life with so many peace treaties and alliances, she wanted to meet the boy who could cut that arrogant Hero''s face, ''Haha, I bet that little prick was shocked to get a scar from a nobody!'' Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Well, the leader is a young female with horns and a tail; she seems to have a lot of training. She is likely a Queen. But... there is something strange about her. Her soul is not complete."


    Rena''s eyes shot open, "What do you mean?"


    "I am unsure myself... It''s like... only part of her is here.... and that man, his allure and aura were so strong I almost wanted to bow to him... Despite being your faithful servant!"


    ''I need to see this man... It has been so long since I met someone interesting. I can''t believe there is a young man able to tempt my longest friend and sister... He is likely only at the Demon Lord stage... But I wonder... Would he want to serve me?


    Maybe I can finally escape this boring single life... Will his body and cock fulfil my desired measurements?''


    Rena''s body began to burn excitedly, ''The Holy Lands are far away... Should I approach him at the next resting point?''


    "Milvar, do you know which city we are going to first?" Rena asked, sitting up and looking down at her Kimono, her hands slowly peeling it off, showing her perfect body, with skin like cream, perky nipples and 34 H-cups.


    "Yes, it''s the Capital City of the Holy Demoness''s territory, so before that, we must stop at the city of Rynus."


    "Umu... Milvar, I want to meet the male... alone."


    "!!!"


    "Again... your majesty?" Milvar asked, clearly surprised by Rena''s request.


    "Yes... I want to... See him."


    "I am sure the Male will love your looks, Your Highness; there are not many Demonesses with your figure." Milvar smiled at her Queen''s request before worriedly looking at the small carriage.


    "I will send a messenger to the leader as soon as we get close to the city," Milvar said, leaving the carriage, happy to be gone from her Queen''s sexual lust.


    Milvar felt it was a miracle that her Queen hadn''t taken a male yet. All the Demon Lords had tried to get into her bed, and all the Princes had tried to seduce her.


    But all failed; some even lost their male functions... because she was too violent and had too high of an eye for men!


    ''The Queen has a strange taste. She wants to find the one she believes can satisfy her, and then she wants to have sex with him until he can never walk again.'' Milvar sighed before she contacted the carriage again, hoping they somehow vanished safely before another handsome man was killed.


    ''Damn Virgin Oni Queen! Let me taste them first!''

 Chapter 75 - 6: Oni Queen [1]

    Rynus, a City to the west of Camelot, is known for its beautiful rivers that flow through the entire city as people get around on huge boats or small gondolas¡ªthe city''s most prominent cuisine is its wide range of delicious seafood and the existence of the Scrylla race, a distant cousin of the Mermaid. Still, their legs are like an octopus rather than a fish.


    Lancelot was sitting on a large, private gondola¡ªsitting across from his was a disappointing but beautiful one, her hair silky and black, with tanned skin and a loose Kimono, her breasts barely hidden by a loose chest wrap.


    Soon after entering the city, someone tried to escape using their troops.


    Thus a barrier was activated and sent ALL foreign troops away, leaving Lancelot alone and beside him was a cute Oni woman who seemed to look lost...


    So they began to explore the city together...


    "Oh~ Lancelot, look at the fish! Don''t they look so tasty?" Her lips were filled with drool as she tried to grab one, only for his arms to pull her back, "We cannot eat these fish... they must be bought at the market properly."


    Her eyes became downcast before she pushed him down suddenly, like a cat that found a mouse to play with¡ªher eyes became seductive as her deep voice sounded, "Then... can I have some meat instead? Your thick juicy meat?"


    He knew what she wanted, and he could see it in her eyes filled with lust¡ªthe gondola moved smoothly across the river, and it was about half an hour until they reached the destination.


    "What do you think..." Her hand moved down and touched his abdomen, her claws slightly raking at his skin and sending tiny prickles of pain with pleasure before he flicked her forehead. Even now, this woman was strange. He didn''t even know who she was, her cute face rubbing the slight mark. "Mmmm, it hurts... kiss it better~ or else I will cry."


    She put on an exaggerated pout before jumping back, standing at the bow of the gondola and exposing her scantily clad body to him while hiding nothing. He wasn''t aroused¡ªhe felt uncomfortable because of what others would think, but there was another reason. She may look beautiful, and this act seemed sensual¡ªbut it was devoid of feeling.


    "Are you content with refusing this body¡ªme." She sat in his lap with her head downcast as her arms encircled his neck with a hot sigh. This woman had an arrogant attitude for the entire time since they met, wanting Lancelot to give into his desires, but why had she changed so suddenly... no.


    A wise Oni she was¡ªto allow her plans to go as she wishes, she must seduce the man in front of her¡ªa female Oni''s pride is difficult to withstand when a man sleeps beside her naked and wakes up with his dick in her. There isn''t even an illusion of choice, just the strong desire for release as their hips shake to encourage release with sweet and sexy moans.


    They were manipulators to the end, like snakes coiled around their prey, refusing any chance of freedom, not because they were mean but because of their selfish desire for more¡ªa male could be controlled, but a female would go far and wide to obtain the man she chose.


    Lancelot looked at the woman as their boat finally stopped with a thud, reaching the centre area of the inn he was staying at. Her eyes looked at him with a pout before she forced a kiss upon his lips¡ªhe didn''t want it.


    Lancelot allowed her actions before stepping away from her in silence as a few men came to help the two passengers from the gondola, a servant dressed in plain clothing brought over his baggage from an Inn, "My Lord. Lady, our inn shall provide lodging if you require it!"


    The girl refused without looking their way and walked past the poor worker, her hips swaying slightly at every step as if tempting him. Lancelot still felt nothing towards the sight, allowing his baggage to be taken inside while the servant helped the disappointed-looking lady in¡ªLancelot turned to stare at the horizon.


    A view that stretched out forever, he breathed in fresh air from this foreign land¡ªwith the gondolas still flowing along the many flowing rivers with speed in the gentle midday wind as seagulls cried in the blue sky¡ªtheir eyes meeting at all times¡ªher actions that said, ''I will make you mine!''


    Lancelot ignored this unspoken declaration of war and disappeared from her gaze with only a small jump, gone from view and her perception.


    "Stupid Lancelot! Just because you''re cock is huge, you act so cheeky! I am a Queen! A Queen!" Despite the words being true, her army was still on the opposite side of town, and not like she thought he would care much as she messed in a fancy room.


    She threw pillows, punched mattresses, and even made indents on her hands from hitting a wall, but it wasn''t enough. An hour had passed for her anger and jealousy, yet he had never returned, "Stupid demon, lying demon... I will find you by scent!"


    Meanwhile, Lancelot was relaxed, having finally split from the annoying woman who was having a bath in the hotel''s outdoor baths.


    He liked his new self because his horns now showed he normally fits in much better.


    ''Morgana, how are you doing?''


    [Mmmm, darling, you vanished earlier, and I was so worried! There seems to be something stopping us from appearing by your side. Are you okay?]


    ''Fine, there''s this weird Oni that keeps chasing me around; although she''s super cute, the woman is a slob and likes to lounge around.''


    [...]


    He took a deep breath, closing his eye and leaning back, speaking to all his troops and hoping that nothing annoying happened on the way to the Holy Demonesses'' territory.


    ''Why did they make it so hard to get your second commander? You need to find a neutral bishop or higher on the human side.''


    {Hehe, Master sounds so cute when he is moaning!}


    {Ikumi... behave, Master, is tired...} (Marimo)


    {Hmph~ he sounds fine, why are you all so worried for nothing} (Meru)


    *Pitter-Patter*


    The gentle sounds of footsteps approached, not the heavy sound of a male''s feet but rather soft and graceful.


    ''You girls behave; who would have thought someone activated the Troop rejection barrier when we happened to be entering the gates.''


    [Hmmmm... well, if you are in trouble, please summon us with your new skill!]


    ''Ah, I promise...''


    "Oh my~ Lancelot, what are you doing in the mixed bath?" Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A sudden voice caused him to lose all focus on communication with his troops and wives.


    He lowered his eyes to see a tall woman with her tanned body fully exposed, tight abs and perky breast; she seemed to smile seductively. Her hair was raven black, down to her ankles long, and the tips formed a spiral fashion of the curl.


    Lancelot let his eyes wander down to her breasts before quickly turning his back, facing away from the beautiful creature before him. "Is there any reason a woman would want to expose herself naked so freely within this area?! It''s the man''s bath..."


    "Eh? It''s a mixed-gender bath, didn''t you know? Fufu!"


    "Damn... No way.. then..." He turned towards the entrance through the faucet, letting the warm water soak away at the grime and smell of war from his scarred skin. His whole body felt refreshed just at that point, and suddenly, as he submerged deeper into the hot spring, his muscles began to relax with every passing moment.


    "I''m coming inside... it''s okay right?" The Oni once asked for permission since the gateway; she panicked because her troops were lost, so he didn''t mind.


    Her body was hateful to him, though... she was Morgana''s grade when it came to a seductive figure...


    "Sure.... just can you not spread your legs so wide? You''re attractive enough without showing off your thick pubic hair and privates." He smiled, trying to avoid looking, but the pale pink was too alluring.


    The Oni pouted, seemingly blushing in embarrassment. "Well, fine then! Though I did notice a peeker... you''ve been glancing this way since entering this spring," he heard an angry pitter-patter across the water''s surface; she moved towards him slowly.


    He felt his body heat rise significantly with the Oni beside him, especially the water. ''No way...'' it came to a small realization that it came into his throat without being swallowed with his mouth; ''The water is made out of fire... ''


    "This isn''t water, huh?" Lancelot didn''t feel pain, though; it caused him to feel a tingly itch, and it felt strange to be in a liquid flame... The demon world was so ridiculous.


    "Ah!? Sorry... I paid for this setting because it cleans your scales and skin, is it uncomfortable that I can change it?" The Oni had reached his face already and glanced with an apologetic look at Lancelot, only able to look upon her briefly for modesty.


    "Please don''t worry about it so much; my body is durable, far more than normal." He still felt a little dizzy; this woman changed so much randomly that he was confused about which was her, the gentle and fluffy woman who enjoys bathing in the fire... Or the childish and selfish woman from earlier today that dragged him around.


    ''She is very beautiful, though; I wonder how strong she is.''


    "Mmm? Is there something on my face?" Her voice sounded as they looked at each other; tilting her head, the Oni smiled.


    "You''re just a very beautiful woman, that''s all; since my bloodline is an Incubus, it was hard to look away; my apologies if it made you feel bad."


    He was sure the moment he spoke the compliment, her pretty eyes shone golden, but it was too brief for him to be sure.


    "Oh my~ fufu, thank you so much... I forgot that I never told you my name. It''s nice to meet you again, Sir Lancelot; I am Rena!"

 Chapter 76 - 7: Oni Queen [2] (R18)

    "Rena... That''s a lovely name." He felt it was amiable because sharing similarities with Sumika''s homeland somehow was more relaxed hearing her name.


    "I''m Lancelot."


    Like he wasn''t in the middle of the demon kingdoms and was back home on his planet.


    The liquid flames soon became comfortable for him; the bubbling water-like fire was strange, yet he felt soothed down to his core.


    *splish*


    He heard the sound of Rena moving in the water but didn''t think anything of it, closing his eyes and leaning back while her breathing and washing filled his ears.


    It was so soothing that he almost fell into a deep sleep.


    The scent of lavender and vanilla entered his nose.


    [Demon Queen Rena POV]


    ''Is he finally sleeping? God, that powder was meant to be fast acting!''


    [My Queen... why did you take the Rare B-Grade sleeping agent, Lavender Tears?]


    Rena''s body shuddered before looking around, but the door was locked, and the sign for [Maintenence in progress] should have been placed outside after she paid the mistress enough gold to do this.


    ''Mmmm, I have trouble sleeping when in a different bed.''


    [My Queen, I have seen you sleeping on the spikes of a cavern floor...]


    ''....Milvar, your Queen is about to get laid.... can you not interrupt?''


    [You...]


    [Rena, what are you doing and with whom?]


    Her body moved through the water, her tanned body more erotic and sexy thanks to the orange tint from the flames.


    As she sat beside Lancelot, her fingers slid through the warm water, enjoying his every muscle and inch, slowly moving towards his crotch.


    ''That hot incubus with one eye... Ah, his cock is so huge, and his atmosphere is so calming, Milvar. I''ll let you taste it once if you stop nagging.''


    [...]


    [Have you made your choice then, remember the rules of our clan.]


    [Even a Demon Empress is not exempt.]


    ''I choose Lancelot.''


    She was nodding with an eager grin. Her mind wandered about the upcoming night; she couldn''t help herself.


    While lost in thought, Lancelot began to move, shifting towards her in his sleep. She caught sight of his mouth and bit her lip in anticipation.


    She already had her heart chosen as her hands traced all the ridges that marked his skin, watching them ripple with the water gliding downwards into his silver-haired groin before reaching for what she had come here for.


    ''Ha.. he''s... so huge. Why do his lips look so kissable?'' The feeling sent chills through her legs to her lower regions and spine. She tried her best to focus, moving her trembling body even closer while her grip wrapped around his organ.


    If she squinted hard, she swore bumps and spiralling veins were going towards the tip, further accentuated by its glistening shaft that beckoned her.


    Rena inhaled inaudibly before turning Lancelot towards her face for what came next and tried again to steel herself as her right leg landed and entangled around his waist.


    ''Oh... this is amazing... Let''s see what his mouth tastes like.'' She thought, holding his chin, her soft breasts pressing against his chest, as she leaned in to kiss him. She knew Milvar had left them, and nothing could interrupt her!


    With her hips low and lips hovering with his, Rena felt it was now or never and closed the gap until she touched and tasted what awaited her.


    Then something unexpected happened...


    Lancelot took control!


    His hand was rough and muscular, surprising as it reached towards her rump while pulling on her head to push her harder against his lips. His other slid around her smooth lower back to lock her tight against his chest.


    Despite her desire being lit, she tried to pull back but could not and found herself locked into her favourite form of pleasure.


    "Are all Oni girls so naughty? drugging and attempting to rape innocent men?" Lancelot joked before he kissed her roughly, tasting his would-be rapist.


    His breath was like an intoxicating gas, instantly flooding her with ecstasy from his burning and prying tongue, which immediately ravaged her own without restraint while searching her mouth thoroughly. His speedy victory led her brain into a slow spin, unable to find the strength to resist.


    With such strong power being unleashed upon her defences, she felt her saliva flood his mouth unrelentingly, unable to slow its pace to recover. However, her embarrassment vanished after the strong scent that clung to Lancelot overwhelmed her senses; she didn''t expect his smell to be so incredibly alluring.


    She was already breathing harder, the sounds of pleasure leaving their connection echoing in her mind and fuelling her carnal desires for her male, who was already fighting back as their tongues tangled for control while they pushed for the top position. Their mouths pressed tighter and tighter, allowing no air to escape to sustain either fighter''s lungs.


    ''No, no way?! ''Why me... it''s you?!'' Why are you being so hot and stronger than me?!'' Was her most rampant thought, while her second had her reeling. ''To think that I am the one being ravished...?'' Her cheeks were on fire.


    The last part, as she had only heard, had her shudder as his hardness rose underneath them in full bloom.


    His thick organ prodded up with its wet head, gently thumping into her thighs and rump where Lancelot squeezed and pulled, exploring the Oni queen''s flawlessly sculpted body enthusiastically.


    "Such a fine woman; why did you enter a bath alone with an incubus? Did you think that raw strength could win in a battle of men and women?" His voice was like an enchanting tune as he caressed her lower back and pulled her in, their bodies fully pressed, and those dark pink peaks in his direct vision with Rena struggling in his embrace and those slick thighs wrapping his body tightly.


    ''Fuck... oh shit... I''m weak! I know I shouldn''t, I can''t, but...!'' Thought Rena, biting her tongue, tasting her copper blood on its tip, trying to keep silent, not wanting to give him the pleasure of seeing her like this as her wetness trickled into the water with her lewd body, oozing honey.


    As his meat bumped into her thighs repeatedly, the hard tip pushing along her soft crevice, teasing her soft clitoris with its warm, powerful prods, she found she needed to admit it...


    ''I want to surrender. Why?! He should be under the drugs'' effects?'' She whined, though her loins desired satisfaction to take over any hesitation.


    Her thighs shifted to accommodate the growing object at the front by spreading them so that its thick rod prodded along her butt''s soft rear and its smooth ravine''s entrance to her body. S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why, Lancelot, is that a way to treat your Queen?" She tried to take control, her muscular arms pressing him back against the hard bath wall, water swishing around their bodies.


    Yet his eye just shimmered with golden light before she felt her insides pushed apart, as his cruel words sounded in her ear, "I have only one queen, and that isn''t you." Rena''s heart was shocked, but why did a pleasant tingle follow her tight chest? Why did it feel wonderful to lose like this and with a big, fat cock grinding into her nether regions?


    His thick pole had been pressed against her silken sheath, where his hard cock was grinding, poking outwards and upward for several seconds.


    Now with ease, his swollen cock sank deep, with each inch slipping into Rena, allowing her body no resistance to welcome him conquering her with his sexual entry.

 Chapter 77 - 8: Grave Mistake, Endless Rage! (R18)

    Neither person realised the consequences of the next action, one wanting to punish the woman who tried to rape him and the other a prisoner to her ploy. As she sank against that wet steel ram, its heavy hammer-like toughness pushed deep into her slippery cave and drove all her air from her lungs.


    And this time, Rena felt his lips meet her tongue and began to suck on the tip.


    Her legs shifted, her feet resting on her thighs as if wanting him as deep as physically possible as that monster bulged inside her stomach.


    His hands shifted; his lips travelled to her sensitive nipples as his teeth added sharp pressure. This increased her honey to the point it flowed freely down his shaft into the bath as if its strength and rigour were unfathomable.


    ''Milvar... I''m being ravished... my purity... is gone... Ah~ but the woman is supposed to dominate; why am I being dominated like a powerless man?''


    In the Oni race, males are weaker and less suited to combat, while women are tall, fierce and powerful. Nevertheless, with the power between both beings contrasting with the dominant incubus male below, Rena was suffering the rare scenario of a male dominating a strong female.


    His cock saw to that, never allowing her to remain still as its length drove her hips outwards again and again before it followed after them, like a striking cobra, her whole body rocked and swayed around him.


    Her moans rang through the air; any fight drained from her due to his skilful touch.


    His fingertips soon began trailing down her chest as Lancelot looked down. The sensations across his long member and throughout Rena made his senses tingle while a small smirk crept across his handsome features before adding pressure into her soft globes.


    It had taken minutes of continuous pounding, with his organ showing her its true depths and length with every violent movement, hitting her cervix like a sledgehammer before spitting gobs of pre cum into her most untouched area with little more than short whimpers of resistance.


    "Should a Queen whimper to an Incubus? This Queen will never be mine...but... perhaps a demon slave." She looked at him as if shocked before smashing their lips together. ''How degrading for any Demon race.'' Rena commented, but her heart fluttered, wondering if she had taken the wrong drug as the warmth deep inside her was so comforting.


    Her hips swayed as his rod became far too good at finding her most sensitive zones, her stomach tingling and lower half sparking with each mighty impact as her legs coiled around, helping him bring himself to yet greater heights of her submission.


    "Lancelot." Her teeth gritted; tears formed at the edges of her eyes. "How are you better than the males of my kingdom?" Rena questioned but received no reply.


    As the water was getting more active, causing waves to hit the bath''s rim with each hard slap. Rena felt everything so intensely; the fire below her waist burned as those strong fingers gripped her ass, sinking into her flesh as if to pull her cheeks apart forever, raising it above the water''s surface as he brought more weight down.


    "Nnnn... Lancelot.. Mmmmh.....Stop..."


    Lancelot held her in place and allowed her legs to move further down him, with her strong thighs supporting him as he got lower to start the next phase.


    "It''s strange... so hard... I''m full to the brim..."


    It was taking so long for Rena to adjust. Her heart was exploding with shame and conflict. How was it that the things she loathed in weak women of other races, submitting to me, were happening to her by this monster beneath her?


    "Little Oni, you will be my pet from now on," Lancelot whispered; his Incubus blood was stronger, and thus his desire to dominate women who slighted him or tried to trick him was immensely greater.


    Those fiery eyes that shone out in contrast with the white patch on his forehead showed power; she felt it could melt the hardest metal while she looked deep inside, finding the pleasure behind each piercing glare.


    "Ahhh!" Rena was near her end but cried out when something larger started to tear its way into her womb''s gate! Her stomach stretched to receive that new intruder, her slick pink barrier expanding to fit his assault.


    Rena felt a sense of terror wash over her as that new appendage settled inside her core; how did his cock grow bigger and start pushing into her!


    ''Different and strong males of her world, in both animal and magic creature, would swell upon ejaculation. ''Incubi appear to be the same way.'' Rena rationalised. It must have been why her belly felt so bloated with pleasure. His dick reached her furthest areas before releasing gushes of his seed; that must be it!


    ''The strong smell.''


    His fluids washed deep into her pussy walls, a sensation beyond description sending shudders up the Oni Queen.


    Then her release happened so quickly when his swollen meat started to push sperm through each thrust, moving with him, sending wave after wave of the stuff splattering into her like droplets of lava flying up her womb walls, hitting her cervix before leaking back down.


    Her eyes closed on her third, more massive release of sperm jetted out from deep within her core as every muscle below her abdomen rippled while squeezing his rod so tightly it felt constricted to Lancelot. The whole situation was messing with her mind in the best of ways.


    "Hmmm... what... I feel dizzy... the world is light..."


    Lancelot just watched Rena squirming around his lap while his dick penetrated further into Rena''s body. Lancelot remained silent as she moaned, watching a slightly disappointed look before another gush from his cock caused her back to arch as the seed leaked into the bath.


    The Oni struggled back, almost off his now reduced pole but was only moved to lean over the bath wall, exposing her behind as she felt him... enter her even deeper from behind.


    "Agh... Mmmm... so hot.... and deep....help... Milvar... I am going to surrender to him...


    he''s going to devour me... My core is begging to submit... Incubus... Lancelot.... scary..."


    Once again, Lancelot brought more pressure and strength into the woman. Smacking echoed with each drop onto Rena''s ass and lower body. Their shadows moving on the wall seemed as erotic and steamy as what they experienced. He only smirked, enjoying the view.


    While thinking about how a Queen was about to break from the pleasure, so good her eyes had rolled to the back of her head from the sheer bliss running throughout her mind to add a twist of defiled emotions that washed away any fighting spirit she might have used.


    ''This Oni does have such cute curves, though; even those ears are sexy. Maybe this meeting can go further and would be worth getting her addicted to her favourite way, taking that round bottom of hers after all!''


    Without even thinking or recognising that he had used one of his powers, an Incubi special, on her, she started shaking like mad once again, a clear liquid slowly melting her resistance to pleasure and making her thoughts more honest and clear.


    "Nnnn cock... it''s the one... so good. Hmmm~ nnn... deeper."


    He smirked because she started begging for what her body desired more, turning his dick upwards.


    The Oni below gave him such beautiful sounds while enjoying the taste that his fluids sent into her guts; it had almost made his beast break loose.


    Lancelot smiled and started talking to her. "If the strong, independent Oni race is known for breaking males, then my Incubus race is known for its sensual and addictive pleasure that destroys women, strong women like you. Rena"


    A sad but gentle look graced Rena''s face until he changed his thrusting style.


    Slap, the loudest noise to sound, had her gasp while his right hand''s strength spanked Rena to put a mark on her tanned soft rump''s cheeks to say whose bottom this is now.


    Her hair shook from the energy and the pressure of her face squished against the solid wet surface while seeing stars flashed in her mind.


    His hold was gentle, not enough to suffocate her, yet just perfect to feel dominated, and even though his cock remained calm inside her soggy depths, it was enough to shatter and re-harden her lustful essence before reaching such an unbearable high that her inner gates burst open.


    One last thing broke in Rena as the last barrier came crashing down...


    ''Please dominate me... Master!''


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    Both Lancelot and Milvar knew what was happening... "What... A Queen admitting a mere Incubus as master will create problems." Lancelot paused and took her neck roughly; it didn''t seem like the proud woman cared for the title she held.


    Smack, two more harsh impacts occurred that sped her mind to forget anything and even caused Rena to drool as more liquid dribbled out in front of him.


    Then, almost at once, Milvar sounded, with urgency...


    [MY QUEEN! USE SUMMON DRIVE! YOU TOOK THE WRONG HERB!]


    Rena couldn''t hear her mind partner shouting at all, nor could she speak any longer; she was too far gone, only wanting him to continue fucking and dominating her further as her vision slowly started turning black and her consciousness slipped away from the intense pleasure, the intoxicating feeling.


    Just as her eyes closed fully, she suddenly gained a moment of clarity as his hot sperm began to flood her depths once more, splattering like bullets against the lining in her pussy; she shuddered violently as his thick ropes shot, seemingly aimed for her deepest and most sensitive parts.


    Rena found that she enjoyed being a prisoner, despite knowing he might dominate and take her again if she asked...


    But then her eyes opened wide, glowing golden, as she kicked him away, with her back legs, muscular and tight, sending his body shooting into the distance, as a loud, sloppy pop sounded as he left her insides as the Oni Queen''s body shuddered, dropping to her knees.


    ''Milvar, what happened!? Why was I suddenly in love with that damn Male!''


    [I don''t know! But the herb you took had been banned because males once used it to revolt! It weakens the female''s mind and makes her susceptible to lust and pleasure!]


    "DAMN, IT!!"


    *Bang*


    Her aura exploded, but Lancelot was gone; she began to destroy the bath in her rage, losing her purity and not even testing the male properly... her title as Queen, the thoughts still lingering about asking him to dominate her.


    Anger... Rage! Now with a clear head, she recognised his name.....


    "It''s him; it''s him... it''s HIM!"


    ''Milvar, summon the army! Get ready to crush him.... that handsome incubus! That''s our target! Damn it! Damn it!''


    [My Queen....]


    "...I think I am now in... heat for Incubuses? Am I the same as his Queen, Astaroth?" Rena dropped to her knees and held herself as her body reacted intensely to all the fluids bubbling and leaking inside her.


    She tightened her muscles and began to pump it out from within; her body trembled with a lustful ache while hearing one word... Master echoed in her mind, repeatedly...


    Hammering the ground, her rage and fury didn''t fade... Because once ignited, an Oni couldn''t soothe their anger until the cause was crushed, destroyed or violated until it begged for mercy.


    Her skin and sweaty face flushed a bright red from being molested by the scent of her juices seeping through her clenched insides, seeping out onto her upper thighs from the hole, trying to keep her sanity.


    Her heavy breathing couldn''t help herself as she touched her face, feeling the rush. With her heart throbbing painfully from a sudden lust, "The herb hasn''t done its effects fully... I can still resist... that man... why was it so good... I want to taste that, please--"


    "NO, NO, NO! Cursed Lancelot... I will find you!" She howled while the man himself was long gone.

 Chapter 78 - 9: The City of Narue

    [Silence, now the court is in session!]


    [The defendant Lancelot du Lac has been accused of secretly sleeping with an Oni Hussy! A crime worthy of death!]


    {Death to the Oni!}


    {Master is charming; it cannot be helped!}


    {Brother... If you need to release that hot milk somewhere, Lusia is always wet and waiting}


    {Hmph~ stupid Master always fawning over huge tits!}


    {Big bro'' why go to other women? My blue ass is always ready!}


    Currently, Lancelot was on a large boat heading towards their goal, Narue city¡ªit was only after he came to his senses that the Oni that constantly followed him around and he ended up copulating with was the Demon Queen Rena, who seemed to be looking for him.


    ''Thank god she didn''t realise it was me until after I finished.''


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    The girls were waiting for me on the other side of the huge river in the City of Narue.


    [If you didn''t have me, you would be stuck in the middle of enemy territory without knowing they would banish troops!]


    Morgana wasn''t wrong.


    Shortly after we came close to the city, she noticed the strange magical runes formed at the gate and realised that something had happened to cause unrest and troops were being rejected entry.


    ''Using my [Town Summon] and temporarily sending the others back to take the long detour was smart.''


    [My dear, beloved, wise and alluring King. That is not the issue now.]


    Her voice was gentle and loving, but the sharp daggers and icy chill running down my back told me she was pissed. Or rather, I probably wouldn''t have a night''s rest for the next 3-4 days.


    ''Forgive me¡ªshe used something strange that caused both of our demon bloodlines to resonate or something... I felt like if she wasn''t mine, then I did not need to exist.''


    [....Damn Oni Date Rapists!]


    ''Now, now, don''t be racist. From what I learned about that woman, she probably didn''t even check the label and accidentally gave that to me. She''s fierce, war-like and likes to fight head-to-head so this woman wouldn''t be so dirty.''


    It was at this moment that my ''brother, you fucked up'' sense tingled.


    [Oh my?]


    An icy voice, the sound of something cracking in the distance as he gave a wry smile.


    He forgot that Morgana only accepted the girls so far because they were allies or people she didn''t find any threat. But Rena was different; not only did they know each other.


    They were both of the same bloodline level and from a long, distinguished bloodline.


    [So not only did you fuck her several times, fill her with seed that was meant to be mine alone. Now you suddenly ''know her'' well enough to say this?]


    [Is she such a wonderful woman? Why didn''t you wife her then and there?]


    {Ah! Morgana is pissed~ Let''s go, Lusia, we should run away!}


    {Ikumi is scared, Morgana is scary~ wuuu wuuu save me, Master.}


    {Master, although I wish to serve you with every fibre of existence... Why choose some random woman when Marimo is always willing to satisfy your every need!}


    ''Wait a minute... It''s not just Morgana that''s strange. When did Marimo become a lewd girl who speaks that way? Ahhh, my gentle Marimo is gone!''


    {Fufu~ what are you saying, my beloved Master? Marimo is always gentle and loving for you!}


    Lancelot decided to fade out the women as they began to bicker and list his crimes against humanity.


    So he shrugged, walking to the boat''s deck and watching the distant horizon as his body swayed with the boat''s movement along the gentle water and enjoying the cool breeze.


    "A moment of relaxation before the world becomes chaotic again." Looking at the huge temple built in the centre of Narue, he could only feel amazed at how such complex and beautiful architecture existed in Avalon.


    "Let''s hope that I can heal my eye soon..."


    [So it''s decided! His punishment will be.....]


    ***


    The boat took 8 hours to arrive at the bank, with only 3 days left before he could return to the academy.


    Thankfully, Evaine had been emailing him the class information and lecture details, asking him daily if he was okay, wondering if he was training, and disappointed being unable to enter Avalon.


    In one slightly drunken message, she asked if he wanted her to sneak him into the academy to enter Avalon together...


    Somehow, she was more adorable than his last life; maybe all the teasing was worth it in the end, but if she knew, he was already here and growing stronger each hour that passed thanks to his bloodline stupidly strong passive trait.


    Evaine would punch him for sure.


    ''This woman, did she forget our bet, or does she want me to beat her...''


    Lancelot had discovered that his body was constantly improving and tempering itself since he drank that vial of the Demonic Black Dragon blood.


    The most obvious was his eye¡ªthe destroyed one was slowly devouring the divine energy that Excalibur emitted, something a mere Incubus could never counter easily.


    Then his other eye, now with a slit pupil almost like a dragon, luckily his black visor hid the changes currently, but he felt that his strength was growing rapidly even without levelling.


    ''At this rate, I will probably double in strength even if I didn''t level once in about one month.''


    [My King, you must not make that Oni, your wife...!]


    ''I don''t plan to. We were both under the influence of a drug, so I hope to apologise at least next time we meet. In this case, she is also a victim; it was her first time.''


    [Husband~ you are too kind; I am sure she is happy to have lain with an incubus!]


    He leaned over the wooden railing and let out a sigh. The fact he had done something wrong to Rena was true. Although they might become enemies, he didn''t consider the two things the same.


    Since he took her purity, he would apologise, but since they are enemies, he would fight her with everything he had.


    ''Well, who knows? I won''t do anything to make you girls sad. So let''s have some fun when I have finished the ceremony and summoned my next commander.''


    [Mmmm! Let''s enjoy life. We don''t always need to be worried about the future!]


    {Marimo wants to sleep in Master''s arms!}


    {Sister... You sleep naked; are you seducing our Lord?}


    {Ikumi wants to be naked with Master, too! Then the big thing will enter---}


    Suddenly, the sound of Ikumi''s mouth being covered as she was dragged away filled his mind.


    At first, he was worried whether something happened, but then Meru and Marimo just replied that everything was fine.


    She just needed to nap because Ikumi became too excited about the travel.


    Lancelot closed his eyes as the loud horn of the boat sounded.


    The beaches of Narue were now clear as they began to manoeuvre towards the pier with many monsters and demons coming to the deck, ready to leave the boat, all looking at the dark and brooding Lancelot with strange eyes.


    ''....''


    Lancelot looked to the pier and saw the girls all making noise; Meru and Marimo were chasing Ikumi while she hopped up and down, shouting, "Mastah!"


    The twins looked at him with their usual strange eyes while holding hands.


    ''Morgana... why are you so cringe!'' He cried out, seeing her waving a huge banner with his name on it and ''I love you, even if you cheated, husband <3.''


    ***


    Stepping off the boat, he tried to ignore the girls whistling as he passed them, but sadly, they were not so easy to fool.


    "Oh, my~ is that boy the cheating husband... Well, he is rather handsome..." one of the middle-aged goblins said to her partner.


    "Cheating isn''t good, my love. I live only for you." The male answered despite his that were glued to Morgana''s body.


    "Lancelot! Heel!" Morgana shouted with a loud, authoritative voice.


    "Master! Ikumi is here, don''t abandon her again; what about the babies!"


    "Oh, my~ Master, do you dislike me? Marimo just wanted to spend some time together..."


    ''Damn... my head hurts, these girls... They are more difficult to face than Arthur.''


    Slowly, under the watchful eye of others, he spent most of the next hour appeasing the girls and promising them many things, such as buying some tasty buns from the bakery that Ikumi liked back home, letting Marimo stroke his hair as he slept on her thigh...


    Morgana and the two twins wanted something erotic, but he denied them, and instead, they settled for a date in the city of Narue.


    Undoubtedly, the capital had several great love hotels, romantic restaurants, and cafes. He would not lie to the girls - not on purpose!


    The sexual desires of the succubi that always haunted them have always been more immense¡ªhe also suffers those needs, but being at home with one of the girls always ends in that kind of "activity," which would take place in their bed or kitchen so while here he wanted to enjoy other things.


    ''Damn, I have to go to the cathedral to offer prayer for my second commander... How irritating.'' Lancelot thought.


    His eye moved around and looked at the huge amount of stairs and the ''No Flying'' sign at the city''s entrance with a very Eastern-style temple whose size took his breath away.


    "Okay, first let''s go to the temple and finish the Ode and offering." He said, as the women all clung to him and followed.


    "Damn... lucky bastard..." A young Orc muttered before being dragged away by a female demon. "Don''t look at other women! You are my lover!"


    Thus, Lancelot entered the city successfully, but Camelot was suddenly attacked!

 Chapter 79 - 10: Eh? How Is This Correct?

    Lancelot was finally next in line at the temple because of how private and important the summoning was.


    They would leave him alone after he paid the fee inside the ceremony room, where he would sing his chant for the second Commander he unlocked.


    ''Phew... Finally alone. I hope those girls are not causing any trouble with their actions.''


    He stepped forward, offering the special incense to the braiser, before closing his eyes, taking deep breaths and letting his Ether flow freely through his body and the area around him.


    A slow process.


    This time, he wouldn''t rush and fail like in the past.


    Slowly the words of his new Ode began to form, but his eyebrows twitched, feeling this one was not meant for him.


    He was sure that those above were toying with him.


    Lancelot placed one hand on his chest with the other dancing through the air, his beautiful purple Ether forming myriad dancing lines shimmering and flickering as his lips opened to sing his Hymnal.


    "In realms afar, where shadows creep,


    A demon dragon, dark and deep.


    O'' Seraphim, with a radiant glow,


    Two souls entwined in fate''s fierce throw."


    The moment he sang the melody, unlike Morgana or Ikumi''s, it had a macabre timbre, as if doomed to end badly, filling the room with a glum atmosphere, his purple Ether transforming into a dark black shade.


    "Dissonance clashes, worlds collide,


    Yet destiny''s call, they can''t deny.


    Through battles waged and pain defied,


    Their love shall conquer, side by side."


    Yet his melodic voice with a desire to bring joy didn''t collapse; with hand on heart, he let his feelings known.


    "With blazing eyes and thunderous might,


    The dragon roars into the night.


    Her seraph''s grace, a beacon bright,


    Opposing forces, drawn to unite."


    He could feel the pain and rejection from the existence he was trying to summon, yet there was an allure that neither could deny. Now feeling a burning sensation in his scarred right eye as it began to bubble and burn.


    A test or trial! That is how he felt.


    "Dissonance clashes, worlds collide,


    Yet destiny''s call, they can''t deny.


    Through battles waged and pain defied,


    Their love shall conquer, side by side."


    Lancelot''s body was filled with a golden light which lashed at his body like a divine whip offering him the punishment for his sins.


    Yet he refused to turn away, refused to admit he was wrong. All his wrongs were for the greater good to save the realm!


    So he gritted his teeth and endured!


    "In chaos'' grip, their hearts align,


    To break the chains of an ancient sign.


    In trials fought and fears unchained,


    Their love shall flourish, unconstrained."


    The strong rejection caused his body to bend, blood oozing from his fair red lips. But slowly, it faded, becoming a warm, accepting light.


    Lancelot''s eyes opened, now able to see...


    Her beautiful outline and radiant wings.


    "Through battles fought and hardships faced,


    In loving embrace, their souls entwine.


    No longer foes, but hearts in sync,


    Their destinies are forever linked."


    A Seraphim just for him.


    The lady of judgment and wrathful ardour.


    "Now bound as one, their spirits blend,


    A union forged where light and dark transcend.


    Through darkness'' reign, a light shall gleam,


    The Lord and Seraphim, a transcendent dream."


    As the final words ended, his body began to collapse, a mixture of the rejection of his demonic and dragon bloodline rejecting the divine.


    However, a gentle pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders, her face cold and unfeeling.


    However, she looked upon him with a strange sense of calm, listening to the song she sang, which repeated thanks to the cathedral''s good setup, so the Ode repeated once, twice, thrice...


    The Seraphim finally showed a small, faint smile as her fingertips stroked the damaged eye; before it was completely healed, now a golden light shimmering where the dull grey pupil existed before.


    She used the light of Excalibur to reform his face and eye, his charm now both demonic and angelic.


    Wild yet sweet.


    Enough to charm even the Seraphim not to despise serving an evil creature.


    "My Lord, you must awaken and fill the land with your radiant light." Her voice was like a calming ocean making his heart feel at ease.


    Lancelot never expected to receive the gentle baptism of an Angel, one as powerful as a Seraphim.


    This holy power was beyond even Excalibur as she gently placed his tired body on the cool stone slab in the centre of the room.


    Her eyes observe the wonderful prayer room with countless pillars depicting the demon''s beliefs and mythology.


    She did not scoff or profane, nodding and accepting their path and beliefs.


    "A different world, different god. All should be balanced. There is no absolute."


    "My master, why do you sleep so comfortably? Was my divine embrace so pleasant you are not braindead?" She spoke with a slightly harsh tone.


    "Should I chop off the source of your troubles so that you can lead a happy life of celibacy? What good is a needlessly large one anyway."


    "Belief and prayer are all that man should need. Not sex, alcohol and sin."


    Despite that, her eyes still watched his naked form, swallowing as her fair neck moved gently, unable to take her eyes off his wondrous visage.


    "Your demonic weapon shall not tempt this Seraphim of the Ninth Order."


    "I, Nuriel, the flame of God, swear to serve Lancelot du Lac with my entirety and cause him no harm."


    The purple mana that was black and crackling with lightning began to swirl gently before it slowly turned into a beautiful violet colour and penetrated her chest, filling her with his Ether, heart, and commands.


    No longer the Seraphim of God but the Seraphim of Lancelot.


    Her beautiful face, covered by a silver mask, seemed to smirk as she gently sat on the stone table with her delicate creamy fingers.


    She stroked his soft hair, each time admiring how his grace and aura were close to that of a divine being despite being so weak and feeble.


    "My Lord, you must awaken. They know of my ascension, and a demonic aura is rushing towards this place as we speak."


    "You only have 1 day at most to escape... Forgive me, for your call, was both irritating and enchanting. I hate you and worship you..."


    "Like your beautiful Ode and Hymnal. I pray you can show me a bright future together. Where my light can shine within your darkness, offering you what little respite and rest it can."


    Slowly, Nuriel removed her helmet, the silver winged metal vanishing into a beautiful golden Ether, before she leaned down.


    Her soft pink lips puckered as she came close to his right eye.


    "Don''t misunderstand, unlike that demonic woman or your cute hares. I do not love you, nor will I try to love you. I am your sword, and I will burn your enemies."


    "If you can stir my frozen and sealed heart."


    "Maybe..."


    "But even the God who created me failed to do that."


    The next moment, her soft lips kissed his eye, the golden Ether from her body completely emptying as if ending her own life as she became a vague outline of her sigil and marking carved into his eye.


    Now with a beautiful star pupil with six dots representing her wings. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "This eye will see through all lies, all falsities and resist any charm magic."


    "Until we meet again, my amusing yet annoying Master."


    Soft golden hair slipped down his cheek, a colour undefiled by the real world, while his hand subconsciously reached out. Only to feel the silky, smooth sensation before her body vanished and returned to his eye.


    "Ugh.... what happened...." Lancelot felt his power slowly recovering as he looked around the room with his eyes.


    Yes, eyes...


    The vision of his right eye was completely restored; rather, it was more powerful than ever before.


    He could see the dark Ether dancing around the room, traces of a divine Ether, and it wasn''t just the right eye. Somehow the repaired eye was slowly improving the left eye to match it.


    ''A strange summoning... I only felt her tight rejection, but she accepted me wholeheartedly as I collapsed. Only to reject me as I began to wake up...''


    Lancelot rolled off the stone slab as he felt his body become more healthy.


    All the exhaustion and tiredness from fleeing Rena and his battle with Arthur was gone.


    He felt the divine power in his right eye and realised it was beyond his sword, somehow causing his heart to race.


    ''What did I summon... I can only remember her beautiful face and soft hair...''


    ?My a stout Lord, please look forward to our meeting, but don''t think I''ll fall for you like that silly demon or hare!?


    ''Strange... Her voice was mature, adult and sexy before....''


    ''Why is it more like a 20-year-old or an angry girl now? A high-pitched voice at that!''


    ?Because I used all my Divine Ether to heal your eye, idiot!?


    ''Hmmmm? Why are you so willful? Shouldn''t you be kinder to your new Lord and Master?''


    ?He who lays with demons is a fool! I won''t fall for your charms or succumb to that huge, monstrous thing between your legs! Nope! I am going! Hmph!?


    Lancelot could only smile because her way of speaking was a little weird, but why did it always feel like she was saying something negative, but it felt like she was saying.


    "Please make me succumb; charm me with that huge thing."


    ''Is this the legendary Tsundere?'' He thought to himself, heading to the doors.


    ?Who are you calling a temperamental witch? Just wait! I won''t save you or answer your calls! I won''t!?


    He smirked before whispering her name, summoning her.


    The next moment she looked at him, her body dripping with water and naked, mouth wide open as she seemed about to explode in anger.


    "Ah..." Lancelot called her bluff, and seeing her body, he instantly cancelled her summon, unable to hold back if he saw her naked for a second longer.


    ''Damn... what a bombshell, are angels allowed tits that demonic....''


    ?!!!!!?

 Chapter 80 - 11: Nuriel Vs Morgana [1]

    Lancelot had achieved his goal, and before returning to school, he wanted to get some last-minute training in on the way home.


    So currently, they were heading along the southern path, having taken boats to the south coast of Rynus city, avoiding any issues due to his actions before leaving last time.


    The sensation and warmth from the Oni Rena were still vibrant if he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.


    [Master, are you sure you want to fight against that undead horde?]


    ?Hmph! With me around, why would My Lord fear some disgusting undead??


    However, he didn''t know that he was being followed by a woman who was not only burned by his charm, but her body still ached from his touch.


    [Heh, you? A little birdwoman with six wings acting all cool]


    ?Hah?! A filthy halfbreed thinking even one pair of her wings is worth four of mine!?


    [Want me to make you horny and toss you into a goblin den bitch!]


    ?Shall I impale your slutty cunt on my golden spear to cleanse your filthy hole??


    ''...''


    Lancelot was a little helpless since he summoned Nuriel. She was like this with a very assertive and dominant attitude as she sat to his right pressing her body against him to point at Morgana, who did the same. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Does she not realise that her actions are far more slutty than Morgana''s right now?'' He thought her right hand used to balance her, was placed on his crotch as if it didn''t matter.


    Even Morgana was only touching his thighs!


    {Master, are you alright? Your face is a little red.}


    ''Ah, I am fine, my cute Marimo.'' He felt that he would be ruined if these two women kept fighting. Maybe even losing his prized possession.


    [Darling, tell this bird brain how much you love me, and she should squat naked with a club in her ass and beg for my forgiveness!]


    ?My Lord, look at the perverted ideas she puts in your head. You should tie her to the bed and make her obedient!?


    ''...''


    Somehow why did it feel they were getting along better despite their vulgar and unbefitting arguments to people of their stature?


    "Ahem..." Clearing his throat. "Why don''t we try to get along or at least not fight."


    [Impossible! Her body stinks!]


    ?Forgive me, Lord, this woman''s crotch smells like rotten fish. I cannot forgive her for training the world.?


    He looked at the two women nodding at their different types of beauty. Morgana was like a sexy older sister you wanted to learn naughty things from.


    While Nuriel was like a friend''s super hot mother who you wanted to slowly, gently teach you about growing up with her soft and loving hands and body.


    ''It seems even I am beyond saving.''


    Meanwhile, a large carriage and more than 50 troops inside smaller carriages were rushing down the dirt road, tracking demons with golden eyes glistened with a blue and green colour looking towards the south.


    Rena and her subordinates were hot on Lancelot''s trail, with most of her army returning to base as she deemed him not worth the entire thing.


    With the rumble of their movement and loud howls of the Dire Wolves pulling her cart, Rena sat with her legs crossed in black and silver leather armour holding a huge club which seemed to be the Easter weapon, a Kanabo.


    Despite the narrow handle, the thick shaft was extremely thick and filled with sharp spikes along the four sides.


    Milvar was silently watching, unsure what changed in her Queen, but the scent and her movements the day before were very strange. "I cannot believe my Lord finally popped her cherry. Yet the man who had you howling like a brothel whore with a centaur was your enemy! Hahahaha."


    "Milvar! Don''t you..." But her voice changed as she felt a slight discomfort between her legs. ''Why does it feel like he''s still inside me... that thick club, how could my fingers compare... I won''t kill him but make him my obedient little sex toy!''


    Seeing her Master''s reactions, Milvar smiled, seemingly knowing she was smitten by the male and nodded to herself.


    "Let''s not kill him at least and first hear why those annoying humans want him dead. Isn''t that more interesting, My Queen?"


    "Forgive my intrusion, commander! Your Highness!" A female Oni riding directly on a dire wolf opened the curtain.


    "There seems to be a moderate force ahead, and the scent you have given the wolves to follow seems to be shifting towards them."


    "Oooh? Where are they heading? I thought he might use some cheap tricks again, but I guess not." Rena smiled with a strange look. It was a mixture of fierce hate and the look of a woman going to meet her lover.


    ''You should have run faster¡ªI am coming to get you. Fufu~ my club will crush your legs; then I will make you give me that pleasure forever!''


    This was the essence of female Onis and other tribes of the same race. Once they got a taste of their ideal mate, it was over.


    Even if the male ran to another dimension, they would find them. It was just a matter of when not if.


    "Arranged the Wolf Riders! We will attack them with a vicious charge when they slow down, pin them down, and crush them thoroughly!"


    Once the orders were even spoken, Milvar left the carriage, hopping on the back of the huge wolf. She then went to collect hers.


    She would lead the assault and wanted to see the man who could finally make her Queen less lazy and more focused. ''I don''t know who he is, but thank you. My Queen spoke about resisting the humans and the other demon lords for the first time in more than 10 years!''


    Back on the carriage with Lancelot now, Meru and Marimo were sitting on his lap as he forced the other two out because their wings spread feathers all over the place and slapped him in the face.


    "Master, are we going to fight the Oni Queen... She is a legend even to our small clan in the mountains."


    ''Hmmm?''


    "Marimo, why would you know about the Oni Queen from another world?" He asked while enjoying the rare obedient Meru, letting him brush her hair slowly with a light moan when he reached the base.


    "Ah... That''s because she comes from the same world as us. Quite a few of the demons in the area are from our world. The way we are distributed is our strength and which planet we came from."


    Lancelot leaned back before questioning her. "How do you know? Because I summoned you not one of your kind."


    Marimo just gently smiled at him before stroking his cheek. "Master, this journey had plenty of people we met, and there were at least 30 Frost Hares in the city of Rynus alone. Some were mine and Ikumi''s distant relatives."


    "Ohhh... it feels like I missed being chased by that woman so much."


    "Fufu~ it cannot be helped although you are amazing, the world still spins when you are absent."


    "..." Lancelot ignored the comment as he enjoyed stroking the fluffy hares and staring at the sky with a blue sun in front.


    Suppose humans could read his mood. They might say he was feeling free for once, though that soon changed once he sensed an abnormal number of Oni, and his golden eye shone faintly with a hint of bloodthirst, lust and interest as the star pupil began to glisten with a golden light.


    "We are being followed; they are faster and will soon be upon us."


    After walking quite a way, he took out a pair of rusty gauntlets that covered his hand, then turned to Marimo, who was already equipping her armour like an obedient warrior and Meru, who was on his lap, half dead from pleasure.


    ''Morgana, stop fighting with Nuriel. We have guests.''


    [But Master... she said you prefer her because she has bigger tits!]


    ?Liar! I said my heart is bigger and can encompass his needs! Hmph!?


    With a sigh, he tossed their fight into the back of his mind before taking off his clothes and putting on more protective ones slowly, the two hares in the carriage both watching him with blushing faces, even though Meru pretended not to care, "hmph what an ugly body... Meru won''t look even once!" Yet her eyes watched like hawks between her fingers.


    Suddenly from the horizon, hundreds of horses that looked like wolves bolted toward Lancelot and the girls with ferocious speed. There were no signs of weapons, and the front seemed to have Milvar leading the charge, a beast skin cloak across her body as she screamed.


    "For The Queen!"


    Lancelot pulled the reigns on his horse before he stepped forward, cutting his wrist as the blood danced around his body, forming a beautiful black and red scale armour, his golden eye flashing before his dragon wings sprouted, black with sleek scales and claws.


    He was the first to dart forward, his Gale sword in dual form as he bore down towards Milvar with a smirk.


    "Show me what you''ve got, pretty Oni commander!"


    However, the warriors of the Oni Queen were fierce and lifted their lances and bows, awaiting his impact.


    "Heh, silly man! Let''s skewer him and use his body as a flesh dildo!"


    "Fufu! The Queen said we can go all out! Crush the women; enjoy the man!"!


    "Hihihihih! To battle!"


    Milvar''s eyes opened wide as they were prepared as she summoned a wind wall protecting half of the wolf riders.


    Because the next moment.


    She blinked as an explosion of demonic and heavenly energy erupted from his right and left, destroying their plans to skewer him as the world shook from the sheer power of both attacks.

 Chapter 81 - 12: Nuriel Vs Morgana [2]

    "Crush his commanders! Milvar! Eldar!"


    The wolf cavalry led by Milvar recovered her most elite warriors, moving to escape the damage dealt by Morgana as they lunged towards her with their lances aimed at her chest.


    On the opposite side, Nuriel was not under any pressure, as her body shot into the sky, holding her spear of light before she swooped down towards the infantry led by the dark elf Eldar with a huge bow aimed directly at the seraphim.


    ''Good work! Marimo support Morgana with Meru. Ikumi, to take the Hares and challenge their infantry! The succubus unit is left to you, Vellan! Lusia, support your sister! On the right flank!''


    "Counter his infantry! Use the heavy arrows; cut them down!" Rena Stood on the tip of her carriage; before her body began to pulse with a powerful electric crackle, her eyes fixated on Lancelot, who was flying rapidly towards her.


    "Ah... you little bastard! I will get you for taking my virginity!"


    Milvar''s troops swerved, dodging the barrage of shadow bolts from the succubi, her eyes watching the battle from the mid of her riders, holding her hands tight as if waiting for the perfect moment to strike.


    On the left, Eldars golden eyes watched the movements of Nuriel before she began to shoot her bow rapidly; five arrows were shot within two seconds. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She fired with one arrow fully drawn and holding four arrows between her long fingers, a fierce smile on her face as she watched them shoot towards Nuriel with a strange black string attached.


    They pierced Nuriel rapidly, causing the seraphim to feel like a sponge, slowly draining out her blood. Her body spiralled in the skies before tearing the strings with a divine force blade; however, seeing Morgana playfully toying with the wolf riders made Nuriel''s face twitch.


    This battle had started differently than the initial skirmishes, and the numbers were far from equal.


    Lancelot''s troops were barely 150, with most being Frost Hares and the rest Sanguine Succubi. On the other hand, it seemed that Rena''s troops were 200 Oni infantry and close to 150 Wolf Riders, completely outnumbering them.


    With time passing, his troops would continue to diminish. ''Damn it... how come we ended up facing such high-level troops...''


    The seraphim Nuriel slunk down with her lance crouched, tucked into her shoulder as she charged the Oni warriors, her eyes narrowed as she smirked seeing the Dark elf with a bow suddenly dashing away, no longer able to fire at the incoming seraphim.


    Seeing the angel descend like a divine goddess, the men could only watch her charge with fear on their faces; despite being a mix of male and female Oni, they were like sheep, her blade cutting every enemy in front of them apart.


    It took one charge as a stream of blood rushed up in her wake; Nuriel''s holy energy was so dense that every attack or wound left an effect behind, burning and cauterising instantly.


    Meanwhile, on the other side, Morgana watched Nuriels display, "Well, not bad. I guess I have to get serious."


    "ALL UNITS! USE YOUR DOMINA!"


    A massive flash of light appeared within the distance, forcing the men charging towards them to be blown apart or burnt on impact.


    "Seems like I have to end this quickly... Milvar, you said?" Morgana flew higher, her eyes closing as she placed her finger onto the neckline of her corset dress, tearing it in half, "Don''t look away, or lower your guard."


    There was a slight pause as Morgana descended upon Milvar, her figure glowing dark red and leaving a streak like a meteor behind. As her body was enveloped in black light, now covered in scales with a visor covering her face and eyes glowing golden, along with the entire 40 succubus unit, they began to slaughter the Wolf Riders.


    She rushed forth, her two fists smashing into Milva''s spear and shattering it within her hands, her wings flapping erratically to force Milvar into submission.


    "Silly slut, don''t underestimate the Oni race!"


    ?Bloodrage!?


    ?Bereserking!?


    Instantly Milvar''s body grew slightly, now with thick and powerful muscles holding a huge stone pillar as her weapon, while the wolves and Oni riding them all began to grow too, a fierce fight between the succubi in the air and the empowered wolf riders began, brutal and vicious as blood, fur, wings and flesh were sprayed across the battlefield.


    ***


    "Lancelot!" Rena shouted, her body leaping forward and clashing with him, his body covered in black scales and a black visor, while his eyes were strange, one golden with divine light, the other dark red with an evil dragon-like aura. His swords were agile as he danced around her body, gracefully deflecting her huge kanabo.


    "Hello there, lovely lady. Would you care for a dance?" Lancelot replied, his body thrusting a blade towards her neck as she blocked steadily with the metal kanabo. Her skin glowed a light purple as he deflected them; he still couldn''t access her body.


    With the both of them clashing each other, the fight reached a new height; even Morgana and Nuriel were forced to change tactics against them; even though Milvar was on the run against Morgana, it was due to Morgana''s massive consumption of power, and so both of her arms and wings were injured.


    Similarly, although it looked like Nuriel had crushed all the frontline and was leading an onslaught on their rearguard, the golden eye and dark skin of Eldar forced Nuriel into submission as the dark elf shot her with countless arrows, bathing her in them as an arrow through Nuriels foot and then wing. In a matter of moments, the seraphim had injuries all over.


    "Hahahahahah! MORE MORE! AMUSE ME MORE LANCELOT!"


    *Bang!* Her club smashed into his swords guarding his flank, with the sound and force so great his scales began to crack, despite his powerful attacks only causing shallow cuts and blade wounds down her body and face, causing her to become more excited like their battle was merely foreplay!


    "How amusing, then let me show you a gift. Tiamat''s Scale Formation!" His twin swords separated and began to fly in the sky; 18 purple swords began to circle their figures before lunging towards the woman!


    However, when the blades lunged towards her, she showed a large smile before looking at him with those strange obsessive eyes she had when they were having sex.


    "Hmmm! This is quite interesting! A very dominating skill! If we survive, how about we make love again!? And make lots of babies!?" Her grin made him feel sick, but Lancelot couldn''t understand this woman''s logic! She was utterly unpredictable and uncontainable!


    Lancelot panted and moved rapidly as to stop her movements. Still, with each clash, his powers were reduced slightly, whilst the woman seemed to grow stronger, her body overflowing with excitement as her kanabo smashed down half the blades, while the others began to pierce her shoulders, back, sides, abdomen and knees. Yet she seemed to thrive off the pain with a lustful gaze.


    "Are you... trying to kill yourself?" Lancelot gasped.


    She leapt forward, "That''s the last thing I want to do~ We''re just beginning!" With one huge smash, her hands gripping tight on the massive club of steel, she lunged forward, Lancelot bracing himself as he stared into her eyes that gave him strange feelings...


    Was he scared? No... his feeling was like hers, delighting the desire to battle... It was not his demon blood or the divine blood... The black dragon in him wanted to fight, to devour and dominate this woman.


    He never wanted to have sex with this weird woman again, if possible. Still, Lancelot felt he would probably regret it as the battle finished... perhaps he was tricking himself...


    ''Damn it! What is this strange feeling building in my body!''


    *Clang!*


    He returned the Gale Sword to its greatsword form, blocking her heavy blow as the blade began to crack, Lancelot''s teeth gritting together as he sank into the ground, his black wings flapping rapidly as something began to hurt his chest and back; something was happening.


    ***


    A blade slashed Morgana''s face; her blood was purple before turning red a moment later; she fell to the ground as Milvar stood with one arm missing, holding a bent, bloody sword that began to melt from the purple blood like a corrosive acid.


    "Haa....haa..." Morgana stood, and two wolves lunged at her before her sharp-clawed wings tower them apart. "You dare... to stop me aiding my husband... Ah....." She was insane; her eyes turned a strange pink... as she throbbed with a powerful aura trying to break the seal placed on her body forcibly... "Wait for me....


    husband...."


    Her wings were large; they consumed her back before wrapping around her shoulders like a black cloak, while a faint outline of a demon''s head with purple eyes formed around her head.


    Her figure dashed as she tried to reach Lancelot, but Milvar''s body stood in her path, slamming down with her club after discarding the sword.

 Chapter 82 - 13: Rena x Lancelot

    Meanwhile, a purple stormy glow washed over Lancelot''s body, his power rapidly increasing! His body grew slightly while the armour gained some extra strength before bursting out from the body; two enormous black and red dragon wings burst forth!


    "What is... Is this? maybe...?" His eyes glowed slightly before his canines and nails became thick claws before a large, scaled black snout covered most of the bottom half of his face; he could not comprehend what had happened, but his mind lost a small part to the voice in his mind... Lancelot was not a dragon... So he assumed it was another version of his demonic self rather than the truth.


    His entire body became almost like a dragon with four pairs of huge wings protruding from his spine and back; these new appendages felt natural as he lifted his blades, grinning darkly as he faced off towards Rena with his dual greatswords spinning in front of him before flying towards him again, he raised his swords to guard his face.


    The Oni smashed into his guard again; she saw the blood coating his body. The small trickle that leaked down his lip; was he bleeding?!


    A devilish smile formed on her face; he''d gotten so aggressive! Her legs lifted off the ground as a few steps created gulfs, causing her legs to lift before lunging towards the beast; she swung down while dodging as his arms swerved rapidly.


    She leapt forward, one step carrying her onto his left gauntlet while the next hit his helmet.


    He threw her off with one sword as she dented his blade with her kanabo before flinging back into the ground again, her body landing softly before it began to move! Her form slowly healed before she leapt again, ready to smash his blades with an unavoidable attack!


    But his knee smashed into her abdomen, his body somehow vanishing from her vision as an intense pain that didn''t subside; she stumbled forward as his fist grabbed her chest and pulled.


    His free hand punched as his body smashed down with her as if both were punching her at once; this strength! The difference in power!


    "He''s changed! Is this possible?!" She screamed; she started to feel a strange terror as his other swords left large gouges in her leg. She dropped again into the ground with an audible thud as the dirt broke the fall.


    Before her face struck the ground, the giant Dragonborn kicked down, shoving its powerful foot with such force it sent her into the dirt up to her eyes!


    The woman''s hair scattered, allowing Lancelot to see her expression clearly; there wasn''t rage, angst or fury; there was desire; her body embedded in the ground, her breath hot, forming steam as she looked at him with lustful desire, his sword was broken, not forced to fight hand-to-hand as his purple phantasmal swords were too much of a drain in this form.


    When she blinked, he shot forward!


    Lancelot slammed himself on her torso with the same massive damage, the crater with her body now far larger than her standing form, making her shudder.


    However, she was still standing, as though she relished her powerlessness as she raised both hands into fists, holding them up as though waiting for something, blood pouring from her mouth as she smiled at Lancelot.


    With a cruel stare that bored into Lancelot, who found her strange, such pleasure and thrill from fighting till death...


    Rena watched as his wings suddenly faltered, her heart pumping joyfully as he.. lost power?!


    Lancelot quickly leapt forward! Withdrawing from her gaze, the power drain was too strong as her fist smashed his face, and her attack began to fail. ''Did he see my strategy?'' Her mind realised he had dodged or lost too much power when he noticed the change. S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Smiling sweetly as she smashed his body into the ground, unable to defend, only focusing on the attack as she started to fight like a fierce tigress, throwing punch after punch, forcing him into a dirty melee rather than the graceful combat he knew.


    ***


    Morgana''s dark blade sliced behind Milvar''s knees as the large beast collapsed, but Morgana no longer had a left wing; both wings fell before being consumed as her right hand bled, and she continued to push through.


    But then, before Morgana arrived, a beautiful angelic maiden descended to his side.


    "Damnit...! That succubus should have killed Milvar long ago..." Nuriel spoke mockingly before throwing the half-dead Eldar, smashing into the wounded Milvar, and turning to aid Lancelot.


    "Should we even help them...?"


    Her eyes watched the pair as he was now in a crazy punching match with Rena as his body lost most of his black scales, his wings torn.


    Yet, Rena was no better, her face bloody and bruised, her arms and chest filled with deep wounds and bruises, the two grapplings and rolling in the mud like children.


    "You''re so annoying! Just go down!" Lancelot shouted, his fist curling under her guard to strike her chin; there was no man and woman.


    Only the enemy for the two right now, as she hooked his arm, twisting it and pulling him forward with a crushing knee to his abdomen, the last of his dragon scales shattering into black Ether; as his body became weaker, she smiled with glowing eyes.


    "Are you done already!? Such a weak and premature man!"


    "Such words...." His face twitched, pulling his head back with all his strength and giving her a headbutt.


    The centre of her head burst with a bloody wound as they fell to the ground, his body covering hers as she began to shrink.


    Her Ether and abilities were spent.


    "Haa... you..."


    "Tsk... still alive..." Lancelot muttered before her hands grasped his face.


    Rena''s pretty eyes stared at him as if the blood and bruises didn''t exist.


    Before he could react, expecting her next attack, he clenched his abdomen to withstand the blow, but she kissed him.


    Although she lacked power for a wild kiss, her mouth parted enough to open his as well; their tongues locked inside; saliva dripped down between both sets of bloody lips.


    Her tongue was dexterous, forcing his defence down; one of her arms clasped his head. As he tried to move away, his last wing began to shrink, his transformation finally withering down before falling away as she gave a victorious grin. Her hand clenched onto his clothes, rolling over and pinning him with an impossible strength of will.


    "I said... next time I would be on top... fufu." Rena''s body moved lower, her hips over his abdomen.


    "Don''t be gross; take this...!" The exhausted Lancelot swung, pushing and pulling himself back, managing to turn as a punch hit his right hand; he could see the disappointment on her face as both began to crawl like beasts.


    "Ah..." In his confusion, her leg locked and pushed his, giving him no option, causing him to fall forward as her face was pressed into the dirt, and his hips pushed against hers, revealing his embarrassing situation.


    "Oh.... you''re hard!? Fufu... well... just slide my cloth, and we can fuck!"


    "Damn, Oni woman... who wants to fuck you... why are you so vulgar... using dirty methods to rape me..."


    "Haah... it was your cock that expanded my pussy so happily, filling it with your damn sperm!"


    As they rolled in the dirt, the two began to bicker, now their commanders all feeling embarrassed seeing their Lord''s being so strange... Most of the basic troops were sent back, while Marimo, Ikumi, and Meru also returned with damage to their bodies, not wanting their master to see them so messed up.


    Lancelot tried to keep his waist away with the strange battle continuing as it reached its end. His mind stopped processing how humiliating and degrading this fight was to them both, and it went on.


    Neither expected the battle would turn out in such an absurd manner or that the battle could reach such an ending, despite fighting with everything they could muster...


    With one last scuffle, Lancelot fell onto his back, while Rena fell on top of his chest; the moment she did eye, eyes widened as she felt herself being expanded, her soft insides tearing slightly from the sudden intrusion, but she was sticky and wet from the lust she felt during battle, as her hips slowly slid down, to envelop his length completely.


    "Eldar, Milvar, return to the city." She ordered as her eyes looked down at Lancelot; their bodies now lay on the ruined floor of her carriage, hidden from sight.


    "Morgana, Nuriel, wait by the carriage..." Lancelot looked up at her, and she mouthed the words, "Let''s have our last battle using this?" Without seeking his agreement, her hips began to move quickly, with a loud wet smack, her breath blowing onto his face as she seemed to lose control differently, kissing his chest and neck addictively.


    ''Damn... I don''t want to fight back; it''s so warm and comfortable...''


    His eyes narrowed before pulling the last remaining power from his core... "I won''t lose to you!" Lancelot shouted as he rolled again, pounding deep into Rena''s wet cave as the sounds of lovemaking echoed; for a moment, he even forgot they were still in the war zone, with bodies on the ground around them.


    However, the victor was already decided as he managed to mount her; now on top, she was at his mercy.... Or rather, her eyes and body relaxed and seemed to surrender... "Fuck... harder..." She begged, "Fill me with your warm essence!"


    It was as if a different woman was talking now; her demeanour made it seem she didn''t enjoy dominating Lancelot earlier as much as she now enjoyed having herself ravaged savagely and aggressively by the warrior above her, his muscles, scales, and armour all long gone as the two moved wildly, their movements not slowing down in the slightest,


    His speed matched his thrust as her fingernails tore deep into his skin while his fingers gripped her thighs and hips like pincers, forcing her body up with every hip smash as they both gasped for breath, not looking like proper nobility in the slightest...


    However, it was a fitting end to what seemed like a never-ending battle and how they met...

 Chapter 83 - 14: Rena X Lancelot [R18]

    ***


    "Surrender!" Lancelot grunted as he felt her hot, slimy depths clasping around his rod, the sticky folds twirling around his tip as they teased his glans with a warm, bubbly wrap.


    She was in no hurry to leave either; her head tilted to one side while giving him a playful expression of someone who had enjoyed themselves immensely after dessert.


    "Never~ Fufu!" Rena gasped, feeling his member pushing her insides more violently than before; this time, there was no drug, and her body was singing with pleasure as his hips jerked at a different angle, causing her to gasp.


    "Ohh~ fuck.... there!?"


    Lancelot wasn''t any happier with what was unfolding. However, his hips were relentless and powerful, like those of a stallion''s, driving into his companion at an increased speed. He reached out and grabbed at one of her mounds, enjoying the flesh pressing against his palm as he clenched, his free hand cupping the underside of the other.


    He let a faint growl escape the side of his maw, biting down on Rena''s collar while he felt himself drawing closer, their loins spattering loudly with each impact; Rena was the first to squeal a loud cry.


    "Nnnn!? Lance!? Oh God...!? Yes!!! So strong!!!" she howled, her teeth gritting together, eyes shut as her mind raced. Her climax was an unrelenting pleasure surging through her frame, the nerves exploding from inside her brain to the tip of her fingers and toes.


    Lancelot grunted loudly, huffing as he felt her depths squeeze around him again, milking his manhood without warning as it pumped the seed within, Rena gasping for air, whimpering quietly.


    Her loins, however, kept drinking his virile load, taking the shots one by one until Lancelot pulled away with a loud pop, Rena sighing, eyes barely open as the male stepped aside.


    "We... need to clean up." Rena''s Oni frame pushed him down, crashing into the carriage, breaking more wood as her lips wrapped around his half-erect cock, flopping to the side with thick goo from his sperm and slimy honey from her depths; she was horny and wanted more.


    Lancelot gulped, Rena sucking up and down his girth, feeling the Oni female pushing her maw, letting her fangs scrape gently at his glans as her tongue wrapped around his pole.


    "Fuck...." Lancelot whimpered as Rena sucked, drinking her juices while cleaning the gooey remains, bobbing her head quickly, enjoying the sounds the stallion gave; soft cries and a deep groan


    She let him go after some minutes, sliding towards him.


    "Surrender, Lancelot!" Her leg straddled him as her soft pink lips parted, revealing an eager hole dripping the remains of his release; Lancelot shook his head.


    "Never!!"


    Rena sighed and grinned, feeling the stallion ramming back his length; she lowered her body with a pleasant sigh, slamming her loins right on the glans while they kissed deeply; Rena loved kissing, feeling Lancelot''s tongue poking and swirling around the Oni female''s as their shared warmth slowly consumed them once again.


    "You''ll surrender! Just say when," Rena gasped, feeling the stallion''s hips jerking, Rena bouncing on him, moaning with his powerful thrusts, reaching for her breasts, pressing them firmly.


    But he refused to give up, his hands grasping her fat, meaty ass and pulling her cheeks apart, revealing her puckering asshole as she blushed and bit down on his neck before moving her hips faster, like a horse rushing to the finish as fast as possible, her insides bubbling with her sticky nectar and warm folds slithering around his thick cock.


    They held into each other, Rena growling in his neck as Lancelot growled back at hers, the Oni female mewling softly, feeling her orgasm quickly approaching, an explosion that rushed her brain.


    "OH!!!? Surrender already!" Rena barked as the stallion jerked and huffed loudly before he felt her inside clench down and begin to pulsate widely as her hips jerked from her climax. And pushed her down into the mating press, his hips slamming into her as he covered her mouth with one hand.


    "Surrender and become my vassal!" Lancelot gasped; Rena, smiling, licking the palm, giggling faintly as her loins milked and twitched widely.


    "Surrender...." Lancelot mumbled, knowing the Oni female wasn''t backing down anytime soon, but neither did his throbbing hard erection.


    "Make me yours!!" Rena mumbled and howled as the stallion began pumping her insides with his potent cream, filling her womb without a second thought.


    ***


    The fight had continued without much regard since the carriage broke, and both now lay under a beautiful sunset. Their loins mixing fluid after another, Rena smirking faintly as Lancelot slammed, roaring into the horizon; had she surrendered? Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Maybe... or she had convinced Lancelot to join her band; Rena didn''t mind and was very happy nonetheless!


    Lancelot''s eyes shut tight as he felt himself nearing another release, the Oni female moaning in his ears, her legs wrapping around him, bringing his hips closer as she felt his hard shaft pushing down into her folds, spreading the thick gooey fluid around them, mixing with dirt and grass as they enjoyed the last of their mating.


    "I''ll become yours, Lancelot... but not your slave... I will never betray you, so let me become your ally.... an ally with benefits... Nnnnn... this cock is too good...


    My insides are now your Haa....shape....!"


    Lancelot grinned, Rena, returning the smile, kissing the stallion as they started to move more sensually, like lovers, his hips twisting and flicking. Hence, his cock brushed along her g-spot as their hips smacked together.


    "Yes.... so good... Mmmmm....deep and gently...haa.....different... I''m going to cum!!"


    Lancelot''s ears perked as he felt the Oni''s insides begin to clamp around his length, begging for his sperm; he refused.


    "Faster.... please... just a little more...!"


    She begged; her hips began to work faster as Lancelot moved in and out of her, his cock throbbing wildly, and soon he was pumping her depths with thick, heavy loads that she drank eagerly, feeling her pussy overflowing with his creamy milk.


    She lay there panting heavily, looking at him.


    "Lancelot...!"


    He looked at her and nodded.


    "You''re mine!"


    Rena smirked, Lancelot moving towards her ear. "I''ll take care of you from now on... Ugh...." He thrust once more, penetrating the depths of her flooded womb. "You are mind Rena, get it right."


    "Mmm...Hmmm, okay.... nnn... it''s so hot and flooded inside me..."


    She giggled faintly as Lancelot began to pump more into her, filling her belly with another load.


    "Haa.... haa.... haa.... Lance.... no more...! I give up!


    I surrender... I''m going to get pregnant and die!"


    She hugged the stallion, pushing her loins more into him, his member spurting the last of his thick seed as his lips touched her neck, kissing and licking it.


    "Good girl."


    Rena smiled as her hand cupped Lancelot''s balls, massaging them slowly as his cock buried in her depths.


    "Ahem..." "Ahem!"


    Milvar, Nuriel and Morgana stood over them, watching as his half-erect member slipped out, spurting his final load as it splashed their feet and thighs... each showing an angry face at their Lords.


    "Do you know what time it is?"


    "Have you any idea how many times he came inside you?"


    "When will you fuck me that passionately!?"


    Thus...


    The short war between the Demon Queen Rena and Lord Lancelot ended with a joint defeat.


    They signed a special form of alliance in which they would NEVER betray the other. Rena added her clause that she would remain faithful to Lancelot until death, only taking him as a mate and giving birth to his seed, but would remain the Oni Queen and never marry unless it was him.


    "My Queen... why are you still sitting?" Milvar asked as Lancelot and his two Commanders left.


    "...." Rena didn''t answer, but her body merely trembled... "Milvar... I cannot move, that man... he is a monster... using my long life and saving up Ether... I barely lasted until now...


    Damn, incubus... I will win next time..."


    "...." Milvar just turned away with an angry face of jealousy.


    Eldar, on the other hand, brought a magical tool like a series of closed tubes. "My Queen... will you store the fertilised eggs using this ancient tool?"


    "!!!" Milvar turned back, shocked. "You said!?"


    "Shhh, Milvar... these girls will all become Oni, and it''s too soon for me to give birth...


    The tool will extract and protect and keep them frozen until I am ready to give birth, and their father will be happy to see them, too."


    She looked at his departing forces.


    "Now he hates me a little, only giving in to the pleasure and having a strong ally... I will make him turn around and fall for me. Then, I will pass on my title and become his Queen, not the Oni Queen. Maybe to one of these girls..."


    The two commanders only stayed silent... Shocked, their Queen used her brains for once...


    Meanwhile, in his carriage.


    "You are so cruel... What do you mean you cannot do it tonight!?" Morgana''s eyes filled with tears as Lancelot lay in a cold bath using a wooden barrel and leaning back lazily.


    "I can''t help it that my balls are swollen... That woman was too strong! I almost died."


    Lancelot could only pray to the goddess that somehow he managed to last a fraction longer as now his legs were like jelly, and his body was sore like someone had thrown him around, smashing him against walls and the ground.


    "Morgana, come get in the bath; let''s just cuddle and make plans... I didn''t make her my Queen because that spot is only for you and Guinevere for now... Okay?"


    "Hmph... still too weak to sleep with my true form... stupid...." She complained despite getting naked and climbing inside with him.


    Her soft body leaned against his as she pulled a liquid soap out of nowhere, "Hehe, I got this in the city... let''s have a nice soapy bath!"

 Chapter 84 - 15: Return

    Two days after his alliance with Rena was confirmed, they began to share map information, and she also gave him the details of stronger lords who were close to him.


    ''Hmmm, she seems to have wanted it to be every week, but I can''t do that... Haha.'' Lancelot laughed, reading the letter sent to him from Rena.


    "She seems to have purposely bought a special demon owl to send messages... that girl is so strange."


    He leaned back, "Don''t demons have phones?" before smiling and getting up from his desk in the huge palace.


    "This black citadel is so grand it takes me 10 minutes to reach the door if I don''t sprint.... at least I won''t get fat."


    Lancelot tied his response to the owl''s little jacket.


    The huge bird was three times the size of a normal owl, with black and silver feathers and a huge horn. In his reply, he arranged to meet once a month to discuss their alliance and ''other'' things.


    Otherwise, it would take up too much time.


    [My King, are you already better?] Morgana said, her voice seems to be holding back her laughter.


    {Master, do you need some tonics to heal your kidneys?} Marimo joined in using the eastern saying that a man needed to improve his kidneys if he couldn''t perform in bed.


    ''These girls are having a lot of fun!''


    Lancelot''s face turned red, and he coughed twice. "Haha, stop it, you two! I''m perfectly fine!"


    As he said so, the demon bird took off from his shoulder and flew off with the letter, leaving him alone.


    ''It is convenient to have such a big guy around to send letters.'' Lancelot thought as he saw it fly off into the distance.


    He stepped into the town, which was thriving, as Morgana accepted his suggestion that people could earn money from working hard.


    They use a bartering system to exchange furs and meats with the cooking house, tailor and leatherworker to make them nice clothes or food after working hard.


    ''Marimo, is it hard work for you and Meru to keep an eye on the Hares contributions and wages?''


    [Not at all, Master¡ªMeru seems to enjoy the work of writing everything down, although she asked for an easier way to store the information.]


    [As for the wages, we have kept it to something small, 1 Avalon coin a week with 1 pelt and 1kg of meat from every 10 they collect.]


    ''Hmm, that should be quite a lot to them, right?''


    Lancelot walked through the new houses upgraded and built by the Frost Hare workers, as well as the training fields where they were taught by Morgana, Vallen and Lusia, who were now also in charge of teaching them combat skills.


    ''They are working hard...''


    He saw groups of 10 Hares patrolling the walls, likely 100 of them in total.


    30 on the north wall, 40 on the west and 30 to the east overlooking the forest.


    "Oh? Did they build watchtowers in the forest?"


    Morgana stood behind him with a quiet face, smiling as she watched Lancelot manage the territory and look at their development. "Yes, My king. The idea came from Ikumi, who believed that sneaky thieves were stealing carrots and stones. Then when we crafted them, we found a stray imp nest formed due to the mana in the forest."


    Nuriel was on the opposite side, unspeaking after seeing her Master''s embarrassing state. She seemed to become more distant and rarely spoke. ''I need to fix our relationship soon, but it''s too bad I need to focus on growing stronger and dealing with the damn Pendragons.''


    Lancelot stepped towards a small opening south of his town, opposite the Succubus summoning statue that seemed to have upgraded; the Heroes upgraded it because they wanted more sisters to play with.


    "This is the place..." He whispered, taking out a small statue of a beautiful angel with six wings. It was Nuriel, and the one for succubi was Morgana, but he only realised it after it was upgraded.


    He found it lonely that they no longer spawned from his throne but guessed his pedigree needed to be separated from his subjects and warriors.


    ''Interesting, I''ve not heard of commanders being the image of worship before; normally, it''s their god or queen.''


    "I wonder if I should put statues of myself everywhere, aha..." Lancelot chuckled, but no one laughed along with him.


    ''This is awkward...''


    Lancelot stepped forward, using his blood to power the summoning, and soon a group of angels arrived¡ªa total of 10 with 2 beautifully clean white wings.


    "Hello, Sir Lancelot!" The first was a girl with short white hair and green eyes; she wore armour like all of them, with a large spear in hand.


    "Hi, what''s your name?"


    The girl smiled, "My name is Risa! I''m the leader of this unit." She bowed her head respectfully.


    Lancelot said, "Hello, I''m the Lord of this land, and it seems you will be my guard unit." He paused as he noticed something wrong with them.


    They looked at Morgana with a nasty look and revered Nuriel... ''Ah, a Demon Queen and Seraphim... I guess


    The other 9 members were girls with the same white hair as Risa and the same beautiful white wings.


    "Hmph! So, you are a Demon, and she''s the one who took our Master''s purity!" A young girl spoke up angrily and was quickly stopped by Risa.


    "Lexia, please stop that now! I apologise, my lord; we will work hard." Risa spoke seriously, causing the others to stop speaking and salute Lancelot.


    Lancelot had a small smile, "I know it is difficult to accept, but I hope you can get along with Morgana."


    As he said that, the other two Commanders stood forward, and Marimo, Lusia and Vallen stepped beside him.


    "My territory is where demons, angels, humans and beastkin can ALL live without the threat of someone judging them or making them feel unwanted; if you can''t accept this, then I shall have you executed."


    His eyes narrowed, forcing his aura to almost crush the girl named Lexia as she knelt on the ground shuddering, "Forgive me, forgive me.... forgive me...." she begged.


    "Mmmm, everyone deserves a second chance here, so try not to let your former thoughts and views blind you to my true paradise." S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His words caused all the angels, even Nuriel, to feel shocked before he continued. "I don''t expect you to believe me now, but one day. I will make you worship me more than any other god."


    The girls stood up, and Risa stepped forward and knelt respectfully.


    "We are yours to command, Master Lancelot." She said, causing the others to follow suit and kneel, even Nuriel.


    "I serve Master Lancelot as his guardian," Nuriel spoke for the first time in a while. Her voice was cold, but it didn''t matter, as she was a seraph and had earned the respect of all the angels, but it seemed she did not care.


    Lancelot nodded and looked at the girls.


    "Please stand." He paused, looking at each of them, "I''m sure some of you want revenge or to prove you are right, but that''s fine, but remember, it was your god that abandoned you. Otherwise, why are you thrown to my side like unwanted goods?"


    "I am your God now." He spoke and left Morgana to sort out their living situation.


    She smiled as he left.


    [He''s becoming more confident and manly... But why won''t he sleep with me!!!]


    ***


    Lancelot suddenly opened his eyes after leaving a huge list for Meru and Marimo to care for.


    He needed more metal and other ores to upgrade the blacksmith to Rank 3. ''I asked them to scout, but let''s hope they don''t push it too far... despite upgrading the Frosh Hare''s summoning tool, only 20 would spawn a day.


    "I have 322 Frost hares and 50 Succubi..."


    ''Too small...'' He thought as his body was sitting on the cool stone of the arena, the moonlight shining on his body, as he leaned back, taking a breath to sigh.


    "L-Lancelot?" A mature and beautiful voice sounded in the darkness as Evaine, standing in her black skirt and suit, held a folder in her arms as she seemed to be leaving. "Why are you on the floor?"


    His heterochromatic eyes looked at her, one golden with a star pupil, the other silver with a slit pupil looking at her; he just smiled and said, "I can beat you already."


    Lancelot''s words echoed through the empty yard, causing Evaine to stand with a shocked face.


    "What do you mean by that? You don''t think I am strong?!" Her voice raised, and the folder she carried flew off into the distance as she moved towards him, "you are always like this! So cheeky, not respecting me as an instructor! You fight Arthur and almost die before vanishing! Do you know... I had to be."


    Lancelot shook his head and laughed.


    "Don''t Laugh at me!" Evaine roared, her aura bursting as the ground cracked under the pressure.


    "It''s funny! How you can''t tell, you''re so weak. You are the same as Arthur. Thinking you are the strongest, you don''t even know how to use magic properly!"


    Lancelot''s words hit Evaine like a hammer, and her eyes glowed with anger, but unlike him, she knew there was more to the world of Avalon and magic itself that even an old wizard like Merlin was still learning.


    "I-I do! I am a master at the wind and fire magic! I can beat you easily!" She shouted angrily and lifted her right arm to cast a spell, but Lancelot stood up and grabbed her wrist.


    "Hmmm, what a weird feeling..." He whispered, his eyes glowing while watching her magic, "This... this is something called magic?"


    With the flick of his finger, he instantly cast the same ball of wind before it transformed into a ball of flames, causing Evaine to look shocked, trying to pull her hand from his tight grip.


    "W-What happened.... how!?"


    "Haha, I guess you can''t tell. But your magic and ability to cast spells waste so much magic because you use improper ways. If you want to learn more, how about you treat me to a meal sometime soon?"


    Her mind was in chaos as Lancelot suddenly let go of her and began walking away.


    "You should ask yourself why you didn''t need to learn more, why you think you are the strongest... it''s funny. That''s how it is..."


    As he left, she stood looking at his back, trembling and thinking. ''I can''t be weaker than that cheeky boy...''


    "Why is he so strong?"


    Her body shook before gripping her fist.


    "I''ll show you! Let me learn your secrets! A date, sure! Easy...."

 Chapter 85 - 16: First Drink, Deep Connections.

    Lancelot was a little exhausted, not just physically but rather mentally. In this life, the daily management of his troops and commanders was too hectic, with them all being young and attractive women rather than gruff goblins and orcs.


    ''I need a drink...''


    He didn''t want to disturb Sebastian at this late time; who knows, the man might have a wife and cute daughter, and the world would soon become hell.


    So he walked the cobbled roads quietly, with the occasional couple holding hands and walking along, greeting Lancelot with a smile.


    It was peaceful as he watched the scenery of his hometown; a sense of relief and desire began to surface.


    ''I almost forgot how beautiful a place my home was, the wars, Avalon and Arthur...''


    "When was the last time I took a moment to appreciate this place?"


    He quickly took out his phone and began to message Guinevere and Sumika because they both still freeloaded at his place despite having their elite apartments.


    In a few days, it was filled with their makeup and other crap...


    ''Yet when I told them to put it back in their apartments... they were like "Sorry... I have too many outfits... and there''s no room. It''s okay, right?"


    So after he messaged them, he turned off his phone and the connection to his troops other than emergency contact.


    Of course, looking up at the local bar, "The Celtica Tavern," he had already sent an invite to the nobleman who seemed to want to make friends.


    Edward Barret.


    Lancelot opened the door.


    His current outfit was the Elite uniform washed, ironed and cleaned by Marimo in the other world.


    She had used a berry that smelled like vanilla and flowers like lavender to add a scent soothing for him and the people around him.


    It wasn''t a placebo; those items had magical effects.


    ''Well, Marimo is amazing, or rather Frost Hares all knew this... we used just to clean things in the lake, hahaha!''


    The scent and the clean and silky soft feel were also part of her hard work.


    Inside the bar, it was rather quiet, but several customers were nursing their ale mugs, talking amongst themselves.


    The Celtica people originated from the Far Empire and an island west of the Empire and lived there before the central people settled from another land.


    Celtica could be traced back to before the current King and Empire, and some said they were the true heirs of the Empire.


    Most of the nobles in the Empire would likely execute a commoner who said this out loud.


    While the people in the Empire were more accepting of the commoners and even encouraged them to speak their minds, those who held power would not relinquish their privileges without a fight. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    And that made Lancelot chuckle. ''Their damn pride as noblemen, I''ll thoroughly crush them,'' he thought.


    In the far corner of the tavern, he saw a nice open seat before heading to the bar as the pretty ginger barmaid was pulling a pint for another gentleman who gave Lancelot a note, "Oh er'' a student? How fancy, haha! Come fer a pint ere'' Laddie, you one of us?"


    The man''s heavy accent was rather pleasant to the ears as Lancelot smiled with a nod. "Haha, well, although my family originated from the Celtica, we lost that fine accent," He smiled, flicking five silver coins to the barmaid. "I''ll take care of the gentlemen next pink. Can I get two more of what he''s drinking? Thanks."


    The ale was dark, like night, with soft suds bubbling at the top, a creamy layer of heaven.


    ''This stuff became rare once the world became hectic... Ah... I cannot wait to drink this ice-cold Guannis!''


    "Ooooh, good boy! Ere'' have some o'' me snacks." The man tossed him a packet of the best "Pork Scratching" as Lancelot caught them mid-air.


    "Sir, your amount is more than enough for 10 pints..." The pretty barmaid whispered while Lancelot felt amused at the difference that inflation a year later would make. "No worries, take a few silver for yourself, work hard. You''re looking to enter the Academy, right?"


    Lancelot could see the practise sigil on her left hand; this was used by students or people training to enter the Academy to become a Lord. Now he had real ones with the succubus on his left, frost hare on his right, and a seraphim''s wings on his back.


    "Y-Yes! T-Thank you, sir!" She bowed happily.


    The man smiled as he looked at Lancelot before he stood up and went to the toilet; Lancelot took this chance to take his pints and head to the corner seat. He liked that the ash-coloured wood around the bar was glossy, but the scent of ale and tobacco was soothing.


    ''Heh, the ladies will be very surprised when they find out that I''ve been spending time drinking ale, haha!''


    As he sat down, the door opened as a well-dressed young man entered, his blonde hair swaying as he looked around before seeing Lancelot''s arm waving to him.


    "Yo, Edward, was it?"


    "Lancelot! You''re fine... not even a scar!?"


    "Haha, didn''t think you''d be here so quickly."


    "Well, I am curious about this fine ale, and this place is the best in the town... but you seem close to the staff?" Edward chuckled as he looked at the barmaid, who looked at them nervously before returning to serving other customers.


    "Hmm? I gave her a few tips to help her get into the Academy. She is a hard-working girl, that one. You know how it is; they need the coin, so I gave her more."


    "Why does it look like she wants to ''Repay'' you..." Edward smiled with an obscene look, but the white beard from his ale made him look stupid.


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulder as he sipped his ale; the foam covered his lips with a long sigh, as he could feel the bitter yet refreshing drink wash down his throat.


    "Good ale, I was a noble in the past by blood, then again, I will become a noble once more... Because we''re Lord''s, haha." A slight bitter tone came from his lips as Edward could only grimace, remembering the Celtica noble''s purge that ruined most nobles with a history even longer than the kings.


    Edward was one such man who didn''t care much for his enemies, but his allies and friends were different. And he wanted Lancelot to become his best friend.


    "Say, Lancelot, what would you do if you could change things? What if you could make our lives better?"


    The young man asked Lancelot as they chatted, enjoying the ale. Lancelot sighed, "That''s a rather heavy question..."


    Edward shrugged his shoulders as he downed his drink. "You don''t have to answer me, but... If you had the power, could you change the system? Would you want to?"


    "It depends, I guess... I believe some things should stay as it is, and some should not," Lancelot replied, looking out to the dark skies."


    "But for now... I am fine with things as they are..."


    The young man seemed satisfied with his reply as he raised a mug in a toast. "Then I shall pray that you do not have regrets when that time comes."


    After that, the pair enjoyed a good drink together and bragged about their lovely wives. (Guinnevere, Marimo and Morgana) For Lancelot and Laura for Edward.


    ''A good man...''


    After they finished, Edward took out his phone and gave Lancelot his private number.


    "Lancelot, thank you for tonight; if you need anything, call me."


    "Hahaha, you''re the same age as me. You don''t have to sound so distant, but thanks, Ed."


    "Ah, young people, full of life, and it''s a shame, but I cannot join them, haha!" The old man at the bar laughed as he wiped the counter while watching Lancelot leave after adding more tips to the jar as he left.


    "Dad... why do you pretend to be a punter every other night?" The ginger barmaid asked, her eyes watching the handsome Lancelot leaving after sighing to herself.


    "Oh... sorry, Miri, but that boy was so handsome, I worried he might try to take you away to his bed, hahaha." The old man''s left hand showed a large blade and shield, showing he was a Lord. "But even when tipping or speaking to you, he never looked away from your face or stepped over the line... a good lad, even ate the pork scratchings I made!"


    Miri couldn''t help but blush as she took the pint mugs away. "D-Dad, that''s only because he doesn''t know how you make those."


    "Hmm, and you don''t tell him?"


    "S-Shut up; I''m going upstairs, you idiot."


    Her father only smiled as he watched his daughter leave the bar and head upstairs. He heard a quiet sigh in his head. "You can''t stop them growing up... oh boy, Angela, can you watch over her to ensure that handsome lad doesn''t make her cry? Those eyes seemed serious."


    The next moment, his head was slapped.


    He turned around, about to shout, but the ginger woman, looking around 38, wearing a long black dress with leather gloves, looked at him with a frown. "Who will watch over our daughter as if she''s dead?"


    "Big man'' you wantin'' me dead, aye?"


    "Ahh... wife, forgive me'' it was a joke! Aye, a joke!"


    "Tsk, who were ya talkin'' about anyway?" She asked, placing her bag on the counter, a black spider sigil on her left hand.


    Another Lord.


    "Some handsome lad named Lancelot, tipping your daughter and making her swoon... She might have a swollen stomach if we don''t pay attention-- Ouch!?"


    Once again, his wife slapped him, "What swollen stomach! Our daughter isn''t an idiot like you."


    "Wife, please..."


    "Hmmm, go upstairs and get tea on. I''m starving."


    Angela looked at the door, her hair darker than Miri''s with a more sinister atmosphere... "The boy who gave that prick Pendragon a scar made our Miri swoon..."


    "Fufu~ interesting fate. Our old ally, the Du Lac''s boy, met his ex-fianc¨¦e... haha. Interesting... Grandmother... your belief in fate seems more interesting to me now..."

 Chapter 86 - 17: A New Day

    Heading home on the night of Windsor City, Lancelot felt the rush of the wind through his silver hair, helping the alcohol leave his system.


    "The distance home is so far..." After 20 minutes and reaching the complex, he complained but was dramatic because he sprinted the whole way and was a little sweaty and tired. "Ahhh... I''m finally home!" He said to no one in particular.


    Lancelot took out his keys as he left the life, but his apartment door opened before he could insert them into the lock.


    "You''re back, Master," Sumika said brightly.


    She was dressed in a strangely sexy maid outfit that revealed her tight thighs, with enough muscle to show her hard efforts, but the inner thigh was filled with creamy soft flesh; it was truly a wonderful sight, especially with her long black hair that went all the way down to her butt.


    Lancelot smiled at his cute fellow student, but since she took the master and servant pact so seriously, he went along with it. He held back a chuckle from her modest chest, letting the outfit slip down, revealing her small pink cherries with a slight indentation on the tip, like a cute dome.


    He wasn''t sure if it was due to the alcohol, but he felt a little lax tonight, leaning forward and hugging Sumika tightly into his embrace, her soft hair brushing against his neck as she squeaked. "I''m back," he said, his hands sliding down to her back to feel her soft skin, even through her clothes.


    Sumika froze as she felt his hands moving down and gripping her butt, his fingers digging into her flesh as she trembled.


    She tried to struggle, but Lancelot''s strength was too much. Guinevere was sleeping in her room, causing the small heart of Sumika to race after listening to them have sex every night since they came here... It was torture for Sumika, who developed a crush on him first.


    Or else why would she bathe naked with him at her family dojo?


    "Master..." Sumika struggled again but couldn''t break free as he slowly led her to his room.


    "You can call me Lancelot tonight."


    Sumika paused. She didn''t want to admit it, but Lancelot was her first friend when she came from the East. But he was a boy... when they trained each morning when fighting together, she felt shocks travelled down her body when he brushed against her chest, hips and body.


    She was also secretly glad he hadn''t found out about her being the one who posted his cock on the message board, which he had yet to ask about.


    When he fought Arthur and vanished, she began to worry he would never return... even though it was only a few days, it felt like years. And then he appeared at the front door when she wanted to leave as if to tell her, "Don''t go!"


    Lancelot opened the door, pulling her in before closing it.


    "Master, I..." Her heart hammered in her chest, feeling his hands reach around her body and caressing her flat stomach, slowly going higher towards her modest breast.


    "You can call me Lancelot... Sumika." He whispered into her ear, his voice tickling the nerves in her ear.


    "Sumika, it was you, right?" His hands lifted her body, enjoying the warmth of her ass using her squishy cheeks, a ripe peach, squishing through his fingers using her ass to lift her onto her tiptoes.


    "That... that''s..." Sumika tried to respond, but Lancelot''s lips found their way to her neck, kissing her flesh as her mind melted, and she felt lightning rush through her body, electrifying her skin and making her nipples stiff.


    "Ahhh..." Sumika''s eyes rolled back as he began sucking on her neck, leaving a hickey behind, "Mmm... Lancelot!"


    "That''s it... Good girl, Sumika."


    Lancelot reached around and squeezed both of her tits, enjoying the slight firmness, like soft fruit, in his hands as she moaned, and her body became like jelly, his hands holding her up by the hips.


    His hand went lower and slipped under the edge of her panties, cupping her soft, squishy mound and feeling the warm slick juices covering his hand as he squeezed her ass again.


    "Your body is so honest..." He whispered in her ear.


    "N-no, I..." Sumika stuttered as she tried to deny it, but he moved his hand from her ass to her pussy, sliding two fingers inside, pumping them in and out. Sumika moaned as she felt him exploring her cave, rubbing his thumb against her clit, stimulating her body as she trembled.


    "That... this is...!"


    "It''s okay... You''ve been waiting, right?" Lancelot whispered in her ear, and Sumika''s body convulsed as her mind went blank, and she came, juices flowing from her pussy.


    "Ah...!"


    Sumika''s body shivered as her legs gave out, but she didn''t fall.


    Lancelot grabbed her, and they both landed on the bed, her legs across his lap as she sat on his thigh, looking at him with her heart racing like a little deer. "I know you might have been frustrated at us, but it wasn''t nice to use Guinevere''s picture... It could have spelt ruin for her entire family, you know?" He leaned in and bit her neck with short nips.


    "I-I''m sorry! I didn''t mean to!"


    Lancelot looked at her with a smile, "I know... it''s okay; I''m not mad."


    Sumika looked relieved, "Really...?"


    "Yeah... I want you to be more considerate. You can do anything to me, but that girl is fragile despite seeming confident and strong." S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Sumika nodded her head, "Okay..."


    Lancelot smiled and leaned in again and kissed Sumika, her eyes widening before closing as they embraced each other in a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her chest against him as her tongue explored his mouth, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance as their bodies heated up.


    Lancelot''s hands reached around and unzipped her maid uniform, removing it as their tongues tangled.


    "Mmmm, Sumika, you like me as a man, right?"


    Sumika was in a daze and couldn''t respond as Lancelot pushed her onto the bed, removing her panties and exposing her slick pussy to the cool air as she shivered. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chiselled abs, which she stared at with red cheeks.


    He reached down, his hand cupping her soft flesh, parting her petals with two fingers, gently stroking it. "Answer me; as your master, I order you."


    Sumika''s body tensed, and her heart raced, "I like you... training with you was fun; at first, you were just a handsome guy who didn''t criticise me for being foreign. Then the more time I spent, the harder it became to stop wanting to meet you, to spend each moment of the day with you... I asked my mother before swearing myself as your kunoichi..." She whispered.


    Lancelot smiled, "Good girl, you can have a reward."


    Sumika''s mind blanked when she suddenly felt a sensation of pleasure like none before; her insides teased with his fingers, causing her mouth to open like a fish out of water, her eyes desperately looking at him, "No, not there...!" She said with embarrassment.


    Lancelot chuckled at her response, "You are so tight and wet... it must have been lonely to not have me around for so long." He said teasingly as she whimpered and moaned, her hips bucking.


    "I-I haven''t touched myself there..." Sumika''s voice was shaky, but she kept her eyes locked on him, pleading for him to stop teasing her. "You haven''t been lonely and frustrated?" Lancelot''s fingers sped up.


    Sumika shook her head, "N-no...!"


    Lancelot paused, his fingers stirring faster, searching as he stared at her with a frown, "That''s not good... you need to be honest with yourself."


    Sumika was shocked by his words, and her eyes widened as he slowly slid his fingers back and forth, teasing her before they touched a place that felt amazing; unable to hold back, she gasped and moaned. She squirmed, her legs kicking as she tried to escape, but his body pinned her.


    "St-stop... ahhh!" She cried out as he continued rubbing, causing her body to shiver as her mind became numb with pleasure, and she lost control of herself, moaning as she came. Her chest rose and fell as she panted, her body tingling as he removed his hand from her lower body, filled with sticky threads of her slimy nectar.


    Lancelot chuckled and licked his finger clean, "You taste so sweet. Sumika..."


    Sumika''s mind was dazed, and she closed her eyes and lay there, breathing heavily. She felt him reach over and grab her leg, opening her eyes and looking at him as he brought her body to his chest and wrapped them in the quilt.


    Lancelot kissed her face, making her jump, "There''s no need to rush, so relax," he said with a smile that made her heart melt.


    Sumika blushed and nodded, "Okay..."


    She felt him tightly embrace her back, which filled her with a different type of pleasure. "Master... Lancelot..." She said softly.


    "Hmmm?" He responded.


    Sumika swallowed and looked him in the eye, her heart racing as she opened her mouth, "I like you... Please stay with me forever." She said, her voice wavering.


    Lancelot smiled, "I like you too, Sumika. I''ll stay with you as long as you want." His large hands stroked her soft black hair as he winked at Guinevere at the door, who slowly came in and climbed into the bed. All three of them hugged together.


    "Good... I''m glad," Sumika whispered her head against his chest. She listened to his strong heartbeat and knew he would protect her.


    "I''m sorry for being selfish..."


    "It''s fine... I''m happy to hear you say it." Lancelot said, and she smiled as they drifted to sleep.


    "Lancelot..."


    Guinevere woke up Lancelot in the morning.


    "What is it?"


    "We need to get ready for school," she said with a smile.


    "Oh... Okay." Lancelot nodded, "Let''s get up then." He said as they got up and began getting ready, wearing their Academy uniform, but he noticed Sumika was curled up like a cat between his legs. "What''s wrong? You look pale."


    Sumika''s body was slightly pale, but she smiled, "I''m fine..."


    Lancelot frowned and lifted her chin to look him in the eye, "Are you sick?" He asked with concern.


    "No, I''m not," Sumika said, her cheeks reddening as she tried to hide embarrassment. "It''s just my body...." Before she finished, Guinevere looked like she realised, grabbed her hand, and pulled her out of the room.


    Only shouting back, "It''s a girl thing."


    ***


    After a light breakfast, the trio were driven to the Academy by Sebastian and stepped through the gates with confident strides.


    Since it was early, only a few students were walking around, but those who noticed them began gossiping.


    "Well, this is our life from now on, huh?" Lancelot joked, with his arms wrapped around Sumika and Guin''s waists.


    But he didn''t care.


    This was the start of his rise to the top, his new eye glistening with beautiful light, but only those he allowed could see the difference.


    ''This pupil is cool, though...'' He thought, leaving the star-shaped pupil for all to see to sate his immature vanity.

 Chapter 87 - 18: Mana Efficiency [1]

    Lancelot sat at his desk, toying with the display of his datapad, waiting for class to start.


    To his right, Guinevere, and on the left, Sumika, after kicking away the other stead students and usurping their desks.


    ''I didn''t expect these girls to be so crazy.'' Lancelot thought as he saw his two classmates stare at him as though he were prey.


    "Hey, I said not to get too close."


    "It''s fine; since you''re my partner, I can get close all I want. Besides, we''re just sitting together, so there are no problems, right?"


    "Yes, you''re right," Sumika added, helping Guinevere to tease him.


    He wanted to keep a distance in classes because he wanted to chase Evaine and date her just like his last life, but this time she wouldn''t be allowed to die again.


    However, these two women both who were involved with him now could tell, especially Guinevere, as she leaned on his harm, letting her soft, squishy mounds wrap around his arm as she whispered, "I''m sorry, Lancelot, but you''ll have to give up on those dreams. You''re my boyfriend now. So, it''s only natural for me to make you mine."


    "Guinevere," Lancelot said, trying to pull his arm away from her grasp as he felt something wet and sticky touch his skin through the fabric of her uniform.


    "I don''t mind if you want to date other girls, Lancelot, as long as I am your number one. If I can be your number one, I don''t care if you get 1,000 girlfriends."


    "Tsk... go fight Morgnana!!" Lancelot groaned as he felt his arm constricted by Guinevere''s tits while her hot breath caressed his skin, driving him crazy with her scent.


    "Oh my, do you want to see me fight that hussy? You sure know how to rile me up, Lancelot."


    "Don''t fight! The teacher is coming. And you''re making me all hot and bothered!"


    Lancelot''s sigh of relief when Sumika interjected to stop their flirting was interrupted when he heard what she said.


    "What?!"


    He turned to Sumika as his eyes grew wide at what he saw.


    Sumika, who had been staring at Guinevere like a predator until now, was now looking at him with the same expression as Guinevere, licking her lips and rubbing her thighs together.


    ''Did I do anything bad to these two?''


    ***


    The moment the door opened, Evaine stepped inside with a strange looked, her hair was soft and danced in the air with a fresh cut, now tied in a half-braid flowing down her back, while her lips were painted with a soft peach gloss, and for once she used a light foundation to make her soft cheeks even more charming.


    She wore a black leather jacket over a white dress that was very pretty, with a frilly design. Her dress ended just a few centimetres below her ass, exposing her slender legs.


    It was not extravagant, but it highlighted her body''s curves, and her legs were wrapped in black leggings that showed off her thighs and ass, while the heels she wore made her look taller and gave her body an hourglass figure.


    Her whole appearance made the people in the class, both guys and girls, open their eyes wide as they saw her.


    Evaine always had a beautiful face but wore very casual clothes and never wore makeup.


    However she always had a very feminine and charming face, but it was the first time she''d shown off her sexy and voluptuous body.


    "Evaine..."


    "Good morning, Lancelot."


    Seeing Lancelot''s surprise, Evaine gave him a sweet smile that caused the heart of all the boys in the room to skip a beat.


    Her smile was so beautiful that Lancelot felt like his heart would stop.


    ''Is this my first love? What happened to the innocent and pure woman that I remember?'' Lancelot asked himself.


    He had been shocked to see her like this and wasn''t the only one.


    In the class, many others also had the same thought as him.


    *Bzzzt*


    His phone trembled as Evaine placed her''s down and sat quietly, making sure nobody could see her lower body and using her coat as a blanket.


    "So, today, class, we will learn how to use Ether more efficiently!"


    Lancelot opened his phone only to cough, his eyes widening as a racy picture and message were sent from his teacher Evaine...


    [Since you are so confident in taking me down tonight, here''s a sneak peek of what you want to taste so badly, fufu~ I look forward to our date later. Make sure you don''t mess up, lover boy!]


    The image was of her in that white dress, but the straps were pulled down, revealing the top half of her succulent breasts, shaking like a perfectly made jelly, her eyes watching him while licking her lips as a student asked a question.


    "Go ahead, Scott."


    "Miss, the improved efficiency, I just can''t understand why it''s needed. I have killed more than 4 goblins with my fireball so far and didn''t find any troubles." He looked confident and was quite charming as he flicked his fringe.


    Evaine looked at him, then across the classroom. "Do you all think this is an amazing feat?"


    "Yes!"


    "Mmmm!"


    Many agreed, nodding along with the words, as some hadn''t even killed one golbin yet felt shameful.


    "Why?"


    "Because it''s hard to kill a goblin, miss. Our magic power is limited!"


    "That is true, but that is just because you haven''t used your ether efficiently, and most of you are too weak to draw enough to fuel your spells," Evaine explained.


    The entire class, proud of themselves, looked down, feeling shame.


    "Scott, show me the cast of your fireball." Her voice was rather cold and neutral, but he seemed to think it was a time to show off as he took a strange pose that made her eyebrows rise.


    ''Idiot, what is that pose?''


    Lancelot felt jealous when the guy was showing off and hitting on Evaine. It was just how men were with women they liked, so his right fingers snapped slightly.


    ''Ah, shit...''


    But Evaine''s eyes moved and looked at him as the small fire he gathered was blown out, but she didn''t shout, instead mouthed words to him. "Are you jealous? Fufu."


    This minx!


    She was different, but that didn''t mean he didn''t like it. He formed a smile on his lips before replying. "Ah, I am, but you look too wonderful today."


    "Hmph..."


    Evaine turned away and looked at Scott, who began to sweat; because of his bad usage of Ether, it normally took him a few minutes of rest to cast another spell.


    So he looked unsightly before a tiny flame appeared... it was tiny.


    "Pfft..." Evaine covered her mouth, shocked as she laughed, but it caused a stir before the flame vanished under the chuckles of the entire class.


    "Instructor... your laughter put me o--"


    *Woosh*


    A fireball instantly passed by his face, burning off the pathetic bum fluff he called a beard. Scott turned his head only to see Lancelot blowing his pinky while shrugging his shoulders and laughing.


    "Sorry, sorry... I think he got something in his eye, right? You should wash your face, bro, pfft, hahaha..."


    "Fufu, thank you, Lancelot. Well then, shall I tell you why we must learn to use our Ether efficiently and why you have all failed except five students?"


    Evaine smiled at Lancelot before turning to the rest of the class.


    "Yes." They all nodded, eager to learn from her.


    "Good, then let us begin, but first, I want to hear from you guys. What do you think the Ether is?" Evaine asked, walking behind the desk while leaning on it and crossing her legs, which drew the attention of several students, especially Lancelot, who licked his lips as he watched her body, only for Guinevere to grab his crotch and squeeze it with a slight pout. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Damn... Guin doesn''t play fair!''


    He groaned, but Sumika was even worse as she leaned towards him, her massive modest breasts pushing against his arm, their softness squishing against his arm as she pulled his fingers.


    "Lancelot, why are you staring at the instructor''s thighs?" Sumika whispered in his ear, causing him to jump as she guided his left hand between her silky, soft thighs.


    Evaine''s eyes darted towards him as he jumped before looking at Sumika and Guinevere.


    "I asked a question; please answer." Her voice struck him like a whip, but he quickly freed his hands.


    ''Damn this woman... she knows how to drive me crazy.'' He cursed, but the next words drew his attention.


    "The Ether is a magical power that lives in every creature in the world, but it''s better to be seen as life itself, like blood."


    "If you imagine it as such a scarce resource, the way your spells are cast will be less hazardous to yourself in real combat," Lancelot said honestly,


    These were the feelings deep inside him because he moved Ether so fast by treating it like the blood in his body.


    "Umu, this is quite an interesting idea. Not the mainstream, but would you be willing to come up to the front and show us a display? I am very interested."


    Her eyes were narrow, with a look of joy as she licked her lips like a predator.


    ''Did my actions last night backfire?'' He wondered before getting up from his desk, the hand on his crotch now gone, while his left hand was a little sticky and smelled strange.


    "Of course, I would love to."

 Chapter 88 - 19: Mana Efficiency [2]

    ''I don''t need to act arrogant. Let''s teach them honestly. However, some of them are a bit stuck up their asses. They deserve to survive too.''


    Lancelot walked to the front of the classroom and looked back at the other students. Realising it had been so long since he attended a lesson properly, somehow feeling strange in his chest, he stood beside the desk of Evaine.


    "First of all, let me greet you formally. My name is Lancelot du Lac, call me Lancelot. I will first show you how to cast the four basic elements, then guide you slowly through my process."


    He looked around slightly, surprised that even Guinevere and Sumika were focusing on their hands holding their cheeks.


    "Fire"


    *snap*


    With the mere snap of his fingers, a ball of flame appeared, not huge but bigger than Scott''s, the size of a person''s head.


    What amazed people was a different fact as a few hands raised.


    "Lancelot! That... you didn''t chant any mantra or words, and the flame isn''t flying away from your hand!!! How!?"


    The person that Lancelot nodded to was a young lad with curly black hair and glasses, but he could see the love for magic in the boy''s eyes as from the moment it appeared, he suddenly became fixated on nothing but the fire.


    ''Oh, you were always funny, Michael.''


    Michael was a little chubby, with various scrolls and parchments on his desk of magic studies and information on the fae and fairy life.


    This kid was one of the good ones who tried to use Fae magic to make an illusive barrier to protect the common folk when the Empire fell.


    "Don''t worry, Michael. I will show and explain slowly, so get your parchment ready and burn it into your memory!"


    His chubby body rushed into his bag, pulling out dozens more pieces of parchment, quills, and ink vials.


    ''I love this guy, hahaha.''


    Meeting Edward Barret had awakened something in Lancelot, the desire for comrades, and he planned to screen them thoroughly.


    But this man stood with his skin torn apart as his Ether faded to protect those people.


    ''It''s a sight I can never forget or let happen again. I will teach him now so that he can master his barrier.''


    In the back of the class, the Rank 10 Maria Lovell, with a tiny Ice Fairy Queen floating around her neck like an ice pack, also watched him with focused eyes. Her blue hair was tied around her chair, a small trick, but the fairy as her humongous bosom covered half her desk when squished flat.


    "Ready, everyone?"


    "Yes!!" Even Evaine was taking notes.


    "So, it''s hard to imagine that from the chants we all do at the start to form magic; why do you think we do them?"


    Lancelot pointed to a quiet boy who seemed shy with brown air and green eyes.


    "Ah...that... it sounds cool, hot and strong?"


    "Hahaha, idiot..."


    "So stupid..."


    Most of the class chuckled, but Lancelot smiled at the boy before nodding. "Correct, that''s exactly my method." He then began lean back. His body seemed to quiver as he continued. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Fire... To make it like this,"


    *Snap*


    The flame appeared once again. "Now then, tell me what you see. It''s a hot, powerful, fierce flame; some might fight it cool."


    "When using my method, you need to imagine this fire. The chants are designed to make you subconsciously think of this kind of flame, but the chants are too general, and thus, you can only cast "Fireball" using this method... Well, watch!"


    *Woosh*


    Lancelot''s flame became a bouquet of roses made of fire, causing many of the females to make noise, and both the shy boy and Mathiew began rapidly jotting things down.


    "The key is imagination. When creating fire this way, I picture my Ether like a small river of blood; this makes me unconsciously treasure it more."


    "Or you can use the image of a tap like in your sink is fine too; picture the Ether in your abdomen slowly moving around your body, focus on just feeling the movement, eyes closed... then once it reaches your hand."


    *Snap*


    Ice appeared, coating the fire. "Imagine what kind of magic you wish to cast; for fire magic, think of the burning flames or the cooker in your kitchen to start. As for wind, maybe go for a storm or the feeling of strong winds blowing past to get a feel and go from there."


    Evaine''s hand, still sliding over his firm behind as his explanation ended, was hidden from the other classmate''s eyes.


    She wanted to get payback for when he felt her body, but she enjoyed the firm and muscular cheeks as she slipped down his thighs.


    The first to successfully cast a spell was not Guinevere but the Rank 10 Frost Fairy Queen''s master Maria as she cast ice magic with the snap of her fingers.


    ''Oh... look at her happy eyes, such a cute and lovely girl. But those tits are deadly...''


    "Good work Maria," Lancelot said softly, causing the small girl to jump the ice lance in her hand shooting towards his face.


    "Ahhh!?" She cried out.


    But Lancelot smiled, waving his hand as a frozen shield appeared in the air, pure magic without snapping his fingers as the two collided, creating hundreds of beautiful ice flakes that snowed onto the class.


    "Remember to focus when you are new to it, don''t try it when you are with others, as it might go horribly. Maybe when in Avalon today, you can help your troops even a little with these free spells."


    "Not just attacking, but defending and support!"


    Lancelot smiled after finishing as he gave a bow, which allowed Evaine to cop a feel of his balls, and the large meat attached to them as her face turned red, quickly releasing him. He looked back with a mocking sneer and skipped back to his desk.


    After that, the lesson went by quickly as it became a practice and theory about what Lancelot had taught.


    Evaine could use all elements after the lesson ended, some students did lack talent, but those could cast with chants well.


    The struggling students seemed to have a good imagination and managed at least one element.


    By the end, Mathiew could cast 2 elements: dark magic and water magic.


    ***


    Sumika, Lancelot and Guinevere walked towards the cafeteria hungry before going to Avalon.


    Lancelot and Guin could enter without going to the academy gate, but Sumika couldn''t, so he didn''t want to make her feel lonely if they did.


    "Mmm, I can only make fire and wind~ so frustrating that you can do everything so well!" Sumika complained as she was making flames buff from her mouth.


    ''I did ask why she casts fire from her mouth, but she said it was cool like a dragon, so I let it go.''


    Lancelot and Guinevere were using the spells they learnt as they walked along; Guinevere''s Fire and Earth magic was the most powerful.


    ''Guinevere is a double mage, and one is earth, so this is a breeze. Suppose she uses this with her spear skills. I think she will be fine.''


    *Rumble*


    He felt his stomach grumbling with a small chuckle. ''Hopefully, I don''t cause a scene.''


    The entrance was crowded.


    Many of the students wore expensive-looking clothes, and the air was thick with the smell of perfumes mixed, a horrible, disgusting scent.


    There was a big statue of Arthur by the reception area as Lancelot passed a silver ticket for each person to the clerk. Sumika wanted to pull her face out.


    "Damn rich girls~ Why aren''t they on their period," Sumika complained with hatred in her eyes.


    Lancelot looked down at her with a bitter look. As they walked inside the cafeteria, which he called the biggest piece of crap in this school, the group saw several tables in the corners where other academies were busy eating, talking, and laughing as they kept glancing over.


    ''Arthurs pet dogs, I''m guessing... Sitting in the dark, licking his ass and begging for treats was boring. I hope they all become evil demons so that I can slay them in glory... They are such annoying and delusional pups.''


    As the trio entered, no one paid too much attention and headed towards one side, except a beautiful girl sitting at a table.


    Tall and modelesque with snow-white skin and shoulder-length, wavy silvery white hair. Her piercing violet eyes and sharp, angled features showed great beauty as long as a refined expression and immaculate body hidden under her uniform.


    Sumika and Guinevere froze; a terrifying aura from the girl caused the air to drop in temperature the longer they stood near.


    ''A pure cold aura...''


    As they returned to find a place to sit away from the crowds, the brunette looked directly at the trio; tilting her head, she patted the seat beside her.


    Lancelot stopped immediately and smiled at the girl before sliding beside her, causing the girl''s eyes and mouth to open wide because he sat on her hand... a strange moment of silence, before Guinevere and Sumika, with a lot of strange things on their trays, sat opposite them.


    "You''re the second-year Elite Rank 2 - Shiroyuki Meru, right?" Lancelot asked as he felt her hand shifting before sliding out, her eyes looking at her warm palm before a slight purple hue appeared on her cheeks.


    "Mm."


    A soft word before she began eating quietly, somehow her body shifting closer towards him as the cold aura began to thaw, growing warmer.


    ''This girl was known as the Absolute Fortress of Ice, I am sure...''

 Chapter 89 - 20: Demonic Urges

    After enjoying their meal Lancelot and his group were about to leave the table, while Meru was still sitting with her cold glass of milk after finishing long before them.


    ''Strange senior... I don''t remember hearing anything about her.''


    "Black wings..."


    "Pretty."


    Her soft hand grasped Lancelot as he was about to leave, her beautiful face like a frozen sculpture looking at him before tilting her head.


    "See again?" She asked, with a soft voice, her eyes slowly fluttering.


    ''Hmmmm?''


    At first, he didn''t realise what she was saying, only clicking after a moment while Guin and Sumika were already pouting at her holding his hand.


    ''Today isn''t a good time to anger them!'' Lancelot thought about the morning issue with Sumika and that women''s bodies would sync when they lived together.


    He saw her pale cheeks smiling for the first time and felt his heart throbbing. This woman was known never to show emotion or smile... ''It seems that if she did, more people would love her rather than loathe her.''


    Then it clicked she was in the crowd when he fought Arthur and transformed.


    "You mean that you want to see my wings?"


    "Mm."


    She nodded before tightening the grip on his hand and looking delighted.


    ''Was she not arrogant but didn''t speak well with strangers?''


    Lancelot also realised in this life that many people he thought were bad or not worth knowing were not so bad... ''Let''s judge people only after we know them in future.'' he thought before smiling.


    "I cannot show you right now, but how about we meet up tomorrow after class, and I will show you in private?"


    "Nnn!" She nodded twice before releasing his hand, her body transforming into beautiful azure-coloured ice before dancing towards the door, always at her own pace as she vanished into the direction of the distant classrooms.


    "Lancelot..."


    "Master..."


    He turned to see them both pouting before they grabbed his arms and pulled him towards the exit.


    Their jealousy towards this new woman was amusing and reminded him of when they first met Morgana and Marimo.


    "Let''s go; I was just talking to her..."


    "Just talking~ yes, holding hands for several minutes."


    "Master is a womaniser!"


    [...]


    ***


    After lunch, they had another class which wasn''t that interesting but covered the Empire''s history.


    ''So boring...''


    Even Evaine stood in the centre, looking tired as she began to quote from an old-looking textbook.


    "The Empire of Britannia started in the early 600BA. Its first king was named Edward and was born in the western islands where he fought a vicious war against the Celts to secure the land and build what is known as the Empire today."


    ''Lies... The Celts helped him make the kingdom, then were murdered and executed because they believed in a goddess rather than a god.''


    Lancelot hated the history class, but the girl behind him wouldn''t let him sleep as her little Fairy Queen would keep putting ice down his shirt if he put his head down.


    ''Damn, Rank 10! See, If I don''t strip her pants and slap her fat ass in front of everyone!''


    *Ding-Dong*


    The time for Avalon came, but this wasn''t mandatory, and some students found fighting in that world a chore and wouldn''t take it seriously until it was too late.


    Lancelot wasn''t entering Avalon today because of his date with Evaine.


    Much to the sad cries of Morgana, Ikumi and Marimo. Rather the most annoying was Rena, who messaged him like a needy girlfriend about the most stupid things.


    [Lancelot! I found a tasty monster; let''s eat it together!]


    [Lancelot! A stupid demon attacked my second village today, haha I crushed his entire army; let''s go pillaging together!]


    Things like this kept coming... Even when she knew they were more than 1,400 miles from each other and it would take him more than 30 hours flying to reach her.


    However, he didn''t ignore her and told her why he couldn''t. So he dreaded reading her next message.


    [Ok! I will slowly conquer all the demons to the east and play!]


    It seemed their last session of copulation had changed her affection towards him, changing how she acted and treated him.


    ''Ah... forgive me, Milvar and Eldar...''


    A message from her commander came shortly after that...


    [Please... Forgive us and take care with your words. Our Queen is now crushing the small demons around us... All for a single reason that is: "I want to have fun with Lancelot."]


    ''...''


    Lancelot was guilty because he didn''t tell her to stop, instead messaging Rena with [I cannot wait! Let''s have some fun!]


    Sometimes, he liked to enjoy life.


    Especially when a Demon Queen would clear most enemy demons for him.


    ***


    Sumika and Guinevere stood on the first-year portal platform while Lancelot watched and ensured she got there safely.


    He still got annoyed by the second years and their stupid comments.


    "Hey, isn''t that the guy who slept with Arthur''s fiancee and made her pregnant?"


    "I hear she''s a complete slut that sleeps with anyone."


    The rumours and different versions of the truth were too numerous for him to care anymore.


    Seeing the pair entering Avalon, he could breathe air as he turned around, left the platform, and headed towards his meeting place with Evaine. Thankfully there was no rule about student and teacher dating as long as both were of legal age.


    ''I wonder where she will take me, a cheap stall or restaurant?''


    Lancelot knew she wanted a more in-depth lesson on how to cast magic better, but until he beat her, she could be satisfied with the mana manipulation.


    He didn''t want to teach her how to switch and blend elements because that woman would become too strong for him to win!


    ''It''s not like I cannot beat her, but I learned to do this because I used to have low magic and forced myself to the limit to cast my elemental blade attacks... It''s a slightly embarrassing memory for me.''


    It was also partially why he had yet to train his elemental sword strikes.


    He had a feeling of inferiority and shame that he wanted to conquer these feelings before using them.


    ''Hmmm? Four people are following me... I can feel a high amount of Ether coming from their bodies. So they are likely second years. Probably Arthur''s lackeys or people who want to get credit with him.''


    He was still a target for people wanting to get closer to the top or to bully him.


    ''Why do people like these types of people... Even when they are trash? I guess I can only pity them. I hope one day they realise how foolish their actions are.''


    As Lancelot continued to walk, he could feel that the people were closing the distance behind him.


    ''I guess it''s time to teach them a lesson.''


    His Gale Blade was damaged when fighting Rena, so he could only use his phantasmal swords.


    ''This is a good way to get the practice and improve the skills with them.''


    He was now in a quiet alleyway near the academy, and nobody would dare fight in such a place; the four people were slightly behind him as he suddenly rushed forward before hiding in a small gap, waiting for them to pass.


    Several purple blades of light began to form around his body, holding two longswords that pulsed with a vibrant Ether.


    "Haha! We caught him now; Arthur will praise us for helping him and ensuring his reputation is fixed."


    The four people ran past the small gap where Lancelot hid, unaware of his presence.


    "Where is he? I swear I felt his aura nearby."


    "I can smell his scent."


    "You''re just crazy. That guy isn''t a dog or an animal."


    ''Hmmmm?''


    Suddenly, one person sniffed the air and looked towards Lancelot''s direction.


    "I smell his scent nearby."


    ''Damn! It''s that stupid guy again, the one sniffing me the last time!''


    Lancelot didn''t know how this guy could smell his presence, but it was a slight concern.


    ''I will have to get rid of him first.''


    "Huh?"


    The one guy was suddenly grabbed and thrown to the floor, his eyes bulging out in surprise as he felt a blade penetrates his stomach, the blade avoided the fatal places, but the boy would need to piss into a bag for the rest of his life. He would never get an erection in his life, as Lancelot''s eyes showed a fierce glint.


    His golden eyes can see almost everything related to Ether, the flow, and how it travels around the body.


    ''Hehe.''


    Lancelot stabbed in the right area to cause irreparable damage.


    "What the fuck! Kill him!"


    The others were about to attack, but their limbs were instantly cut off as Lancelot''s blades swept the ground, blood and severed body parts covering the floor as the three screamed in pain.


    "AHHHHH! FUCKING BASTARD!"


    "SOMEONE HELP US!"


    "MY ARMS ARE GONE!"


    Lancelot''s killing intent was unleashed as the people began to scream and beg for help.


    "Scream all you want, but nobody will save you... You did this to yourselves."


    ''Now I can have some fun torturing them until the end!''


    Lancelot had always hated bullies, especially those weak people who thought that numbers and power were the answer. It reminded him of being a weak child at the orphanage, his food stolen and beaten until his mouth tasted only of copper and iron.


    These memories would never leave him, and the scars would remain forever.


    "FUckk- PLEASE I''M SORRY!"


    "YES! WE ARE SORRY! JUST LET US LIVE!"


    *Crunch*


    *Snap*


    *Slice*


    The man''s screams and bone-breaking sounds echoed through the empty streets, Lancelot''s eyes shining a bright red before smiling as his Ether blades danced and ripped the flesh and muscles from their bodies.


    ''Will killing them be a problem... I want to kill them...''


    "What''s going on!?"


    A woman''s voice sounded, clearly drawn here by the shouting of the four idiots now half crippled.


    Lancelot stopped his torture and turned his head slightly, seeing a beautiful woman dressed in the academy uniform.


    ''Ah, Evaine...''


    She saw him before looking at the men on the ground and screaming.


    "You bastard! What did you do to them!?"


    She quickly realised they weren''t dead but half mutilated; their wounds started bleeding everywhere as the other three begged her to help.


    "Help us!"


    "It was him! Please..."


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    Evaine looked at Lancelot before pointing her hand towards the children, begging to seal their wounds, as her eyes looked like she might cry watching Lancelot walk past her, his face flat and without emotion.


    "Lancelot... Wait..."


    He stopped walking momentarily before turning his head, his golden eyes looking at hers before sighing.


    "They are Arthur''s friends... People who bully me, Guin and Sumika."


    He expected her to shout or tell him to stop, but she didn''t as her hands sealed the wounds of the cripples on the ground, stopping them from bleeding to death while his mind felt relief and calm.


    ''Thank you for understanding, Evaine...''


    Lancelot knew they would live, although some may never walk or use their arms or Ether again.


    However, what surprised him the most was that Evaine''s hand suddenly grasped his, her chest heaving from her rushing after him, drawing his eyes to her soft breasts shaking with their rounded shape swaying in her loose, blue dress.


    "I said wait... we still have to eat together."

 Chapter 90 - 21: Evening With Evaine [1]

    The setting sun cast a warm, golden hue upon the city''s bustling streets, where cobblestone pathways wound through clusters of elegant structures.


    "Please wait here. I''ll be back in a few minutes!" Evaine''s voice sounded before she rushed off, leaving Lancelot stranded.


    At first, he thought she might have joked with him and left him here to mock him.


    "No... She wouldn''t do something so useless. Evaine would punch me if so."


    Evaine brought him to the city centre before she asked him to wait for her to leave in a rush. He was left outside a grand and strange restaurant.


    Amidst this urban tapestry stood "Aurelia''s Embrace," a renowned restaurant that drew the city''s elite like moths to a flame. Its exterior was a work of architectural brilliance, a symphony of luxury that bespoke its commitment to exceptional dining experiences.


    He could see the extravagant and wealthy diners walking inside, some looking back at him with strange looks, before seeing his handsome appearance and the Elite uniform changing their look to one of respect.


    "Have a nice meal, student. Thank you for the hard work." A handsome old man with blonde hair slapped Lancelot''s shoulder before joining his wife and daughter to enter Aurelia''s Embrace.


    ''They respect Lords... I had thought all nobles to be ignorant fools. Maybe I was an ignorant fool for judging them alongside the traitors.''


    He waited 10 minutes, and she didn''t show, so he stepped forward to peek inside.


    Tall, ornate wrought iron gates stood guard at the entrance, their filigree design evoking images of forgotten kingdoms. The gates were adorned with intricate patterns of vines and flowers, entwined with luminescent crystals sparkling in the fading light.


    As Lancelot approached, the gates swung open, revealing a path lined with softly glowing lanterns.


    ''To think there were things this beautiful hidden in this city.''


    Each lantern was delicately crafted from shimmering glass and adorned with enchanted gemstones that emitted a soft, enchanting radiance.


    Its wonderous path led him through a meticulously maintained garden, where exotic blooms released intoxicating fragrances into the air.


    The fa?ade of the restaurant itself was a testament to grandeur.


    His steps were slow, trying to take in the relaxing air and view with each moment healing his horrible mood from earlier.


    Elaborate carvings adorned its walls, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and epic quests. Gilded accents gleamed in the twilight, catching the eye with intricate patterns that seemed to dance in the shifting light.


    ''Oh? The owner must be a Lord or maybe used to be one. Some of these monsters can only be seen by visiting the demon kingdoms... amazing.''


    A marquee, fashioned from interwoven vines and adorned with crystals, bore the name "Aurelia''s Embrace" in elegant calligraphy that seemed to shimmer and shift like a mirage.


    Upon stepping through the restaurant''s doors, Lancelot was transported into refined luxury. The interior was a symphony of rich textures and hues, a harmonious blend of plush velvet and polished mahogany.


    "I want something this nice in my castle... Should I ask Marimo?" He whispered while looking to the ceiling, wondering how long Evaine would take to return.


    Crystal chandeliers hung from the lofty ceiling, casting iridescent light cascading through the room in a kaleidoscope of colours. Soft, melodic music played in the background, setting the perfect ambience for a night of enchantment. S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The tables were adorned with silk tablecloths that seemed to ripple like water in response to the gentle breeze.


    Glistening silverware and crystal, glassware awaited their guests, their surfaces so polished that they seemed to capture and reflect the very essence of the room. Around each table, plush chairs invited patrons to sink into their embrace, promising a comfortable and indulgent dining experience.


    "Eh?"


    ''When did she get there?''


    In the distance, he could see a beautiful woman with light blonde hair. Evaine, radiant in a gown that seemed to capture the essence of starlight, stood by the entrance, extending a welcoming hand to Lancelot.


    The air was saturated with exotic spices and delectable aromas as he approached, promising a feast that would tantalize even the most discerning palate.


    "You look gorgeous... Why the special occasion? I just wanted a plate of steak." Lancelot grinned.


    "Thank you, Lancelot. It was my idea. I decided to reward your effort and good behaviour." Evaine said, a slight red blush colouring her cheeks.


    ''Good behaviour? What is this woman talking about... She is wearing a victory outfit... Her smooth back is visible...''


    Lancelot gulped while staring at the bare skin below the small of her back.


    "This is Aurelia''s Embrace, a famous restaurant in the capital. It''s the most prestigious and expensive, serving only the best cuts of monster meat. The chefs here are all master artisans, crafting culinary masterpieces that evoke beauty and flavour."


    "How do you know the chef?"


    "It''s the owner; she is my friend from our time at the academy and active Lord''s."


    ''I knew it!''


    However, Lancelot had never heard of this friend when they were dating in their last lives together...


    ''Did she not care enough about me to introduce me to her friends or hide her secrets from me?!''


    He felt jealous before noticing her constant blushing, and then his mouth opened, "Evaine... Are you sure you don''t just like me..."


    "Oh, shut up. Let''s go inside." She took his right arm and brought him along.


    "Welcome, my friend. I hope you will enjoy your meal tonight. Please follow me." A gorgeous female with long green hair welcomed them inside with a kind and graceful smile.


    "It''s been a few months, Aurelia."


    Evaine returned her smile and hugged her.


    ''She is the old friend?!''


    "Evaine, please follow me. We already have a private booth arranged."


    ''Even the chef is a Lord?''


    He wondered if the owner would be a beautiful and tall 26-year-old...


    ''No, since she went to school with Evaine, this woman was at least 35...'' The moment his mind thought this, the green-haired maiden turned around with a smile that was a threat! Like she could sense his thoughts.


    ''Holy shit, she is at least 30 years old?!''


    "I''m 29!"


    ''How did she hear that?''


    He looked at Evaine, who gave him a cold stare, and immediately understood.


    ''I''m going to die in a restaurant booth... Maybe I will leave this world without having a good meal.''


    "Evaine, it seems he is unhappy. I will have your meals served right away, but I want to discuss something with you, so can you bring him back out once you finish?"


    "I''m sorry, Aurelia. Lancelot is like that."


    "Hahaha, no worry, let''s go."


    ''Don''t tell her anything bad. She might poison my food and kill me with her cooking...''


    Seeing Lancelot''s uncomfortable expression, Evaine could only chuckle.


    Aurelia led them to a luxurious booth in a secluded corner of the restaurant, offering privacy from prying eyes.


    "Please enjoy your meals. The servers will be with you shortly."


    After watching Aurelia leave, Lancelot and Evaine sat opposite one another, silence hanging between them.


    ''So, we are eating together alone. This brings back some memories. Is she finally taking the first step?''


    "I was serious about the date; you look very pretty today. Thank you for inviting me, Evaine."


    "Oh? Lancelot, you look great as well, but be careful~ Aurelia is special and can hear the thoughts others have regarding her... I assume you wondered about her age, right? She''s 35."


    "Eh, but she said 29"


    "She''s in denial."


    Lancelot relaxed as Evaine took off her shawl, revealing her soft, creamy bosom that heaved with every breath.


    "I know I''m hot." Evaine teased.


    "Then why aren''t we married yet? I want a son and daughter. A huge family like those adventurers."


    "W-what are you talking about, Lancelot? We are not getting married, and I will not have children!"


    "Then why are we here?"


    She looked at him with a strange face, he always seemed to be sure that he would become her man, and it threw her off when he had no self-doubt.


    "Today is a reward for your good behaviour."


    "Evaine, the only reward I want is your heart and body. However, I''ll take this for now."


    "!!!"


    Evaine''s heart skipped a beat as she felt her palms become sweaty; the door opened, saving her.


    A server arrived, carrying a bottle of fine wine.


    "Thank you." Lancelot thanked the server, who blushed as he poured him a glass, but she noticed the gorgeous woman sitting in front and became depressed.


    ''Why does such a beauty have to come to our restaurant?!''


    "Evaine, cheers."


    "Cheers."


    "I miss your cooking," Lancelot said, reminiscing about the delicious meals they had eaten together in their past life.


    "Oh, how do you miss something you''ve never had? Such a strange boy, then how about if you''re good, I can cook for you sometime."


    "No, I want to eat with you every day."


    "Lancelot, stop joking. I''m not marrying you!"


    "Evaine, I love you. I won''t joke with you."


    "!!"


    Evaine''s heart began to race as she downed her wine.

 Chapter 91 - 22: Evening With Evaine [2]

    ''What''s wrong with him?!''


    "Lancelot, what''s with you today? You''re acting weird... No, you were weird from the start. Do you like older women? Is that it?"


    "I like beautiful and mature women, but I''m not weird, Evaine. I want you to be mine. Isn''t that normal?"


    "No, it''s not! Lancelot, what the hell?!"


    "Evaine, you need to relax. You''re getting angry over nothing. Just go with the flow."


    ''This brat is crazy!''


    "Evaine, can I touch you? I want to feel your soft hand." Lancelot smiled.


    ''Who does he think I am?!''


    "H-how dare you?"


    "I''m sorry, Evaine. I''m too weak to resist you. You''re just so gorgeous and sexy. I can''t help myself."


    "You! How dare you say such perverted things! We''re eating."


    Lancelot finally felt she was relaxed, no longer needing to act anymore. He pulled back instantly, making Evaine feel a sense of cold before the first course came in and was served to them.


    "Enjoy your appetiser."


    "Thank you."


    ''How come this idiot makes me feel so relaxed? This isn''t like me. Why did I call this a reward for his good behaviour?! He should be thanking me!''


    She felt she lost an opportunity to flatter him.


    The appetiser was a beautiful, colourful array of vegetables and a delicious tomato and onion relish with a fruity curry sauce and diced chicken. The enticing aroma filled the air as she cut into the dish and took the first bite, its flavours exploding with deliciousness in her mouth.


    "This is delicious, Evaine. We should eat like this more often. I like your cooking as well." Lancelot smiled. sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She almost blushed when she heard that but regained her senses after taking a second bite of her appetiser.


    "Humph, Lancelot, it''s too bad you weren''t a good student. If you were, I would''ve made you these delicious dishes."


    Like this, the meal continued as Evaine began to drink more of the delicious wild berry and chocolate wine; her cheeks were pink, but she refused to admit she was drunk as they slowly enjoyed the dessert.


    "It''s delicious, Lancelot. Try this."


    "Let''s trade a bite." He offered a spoon to her as he took the piece she offered him with his spoon, their faces suddenly getting very close as Evaine took her spoon.


    She smelled his faint cologne and could feel her face burning before turning to the side with her spoon, trying to avoid his intense eyes.


    Lancelot couldn''t help himself when seeing her mouth so close, and his eyes instinctively went to her pink lips. He bit on the spoon as he moved in and kissed her.


    Evaine was startled, but before she could pull away, her body lost control as his mouth felt like it was melting her soul with a sudden burst of pleasure. Her soft lips felt like heaven as their lips mingled with their tongues together in a sudden passionate frenzy, his left arm pulling her into an embrace while his right hand reached up and grabbed the back of her hair.


    He broke off the kiss, leaving her dazed with half-opened eyes and lips begging for more before Lancelot began to kiss down her neck, sucking her skin before gently biting her right ear and whispering, "Evaine, I''m sorry, you''re mine."


    He knew his actions were bold, and he would never be able to eat in this restaurant again if Aurelia saw or knew what had happened.


    "N-no... not here..." Her arms pushed him gently as she looked at him with hazy eyes.


    She wasn''t in control of her body, her arms trembling as her knees felt weak, her body beginning to sweat as he suddenly released his Ether; it rushed to his tongue, stimulating the sensitive tongue and nerves within her mouth.


    ''No... why is his tongue... Ah!''


    His Ether surged through her mouth before travelling through her veins, reaching her mind and body as he rushed down her throat to spread rapidly to every corner of her body, the strange pleasure causing her lips to groan, sucking on his tongue for more.


    Lancelot knew the things she loved, what made her feel good and the true meanings of her actions.


    "N-no, L-lancelot, p-pull away..."


    He stopped when she started to become aggressive in her pleas and finally released his arms before staring into her half-open, drunken eyes.


    "Evaine, I''m sorry. You just tasted too delicious." Lancelot said softly, letting her head rest against his shoulder, spooning the sweet cake and cream into her mouth, the fruity apricot jam inside the soft sponge making her mouth water.


    "Lancelot, what the hell was that?! Don''t kiss me... No, stop..." She blushed, but he fed her the soft sponge cake, causing her mouth to chew as her eyes looked away.


    ''He just suddenly kissed me and then... That damn Lancelot. I''ll kill him after we leave!''


    However, the cake''s rich, fruity aroma and succulent filling melted on her tongue as she bit into the delicious treat, causing her eyes to sparkle in enjoyment.


    She began to forget her anger because it wasn''t unpleasant to have such a handsome young male pursue her fervently, making her want to brag to Aurelia.


    "It tastes great. Do you want a bite, Lancelot? You''ve had my lips before. Why not share this cake with me?" Evaine tried to tease him with the bite of the cake, but she could feel her cheeks burn in embarrassment.


    ''Ah, why the hell am I teasing him?''


    "Of course, thank you. Evaine, I''ve had your lips many times. You taste sweet and delicious, even better than this cake."


    "Shut up and eat the cake!" She shouted, elbowing his side, with a smirk, her hand groping his muscles, with an interested look, like a pervert.


    She knew it was rude of her to do this in public, but he had kissed her before, and her hand had a mind of its own, gently feeling the rock hardness of his abs.


    "This body, I-it''s good, very nice. I-I was checking them." Evaine tried to play off her hand while pretending she wasn''t aroused as she had felt him growing up through her dress, causing her to moan silently, wanting to feel more.


    Then the door knocked, and Aurelia''s voice sounded, causing Lancelot to move away as she looked down.


    "I''ve finished my shift, and my husband is coming soon, so you guys need to go find a room before you start banging and causing trouble with our guests."


    "Alright. Thank you for the delicious meal."


    ''Holy shit... This idiot got me drunk.''


    She blushed while getting up on shaky legs.


    "See, it wasn''t all that bad, and we have an opportunity for another date."


    "Y-you... You..." Evaine looked at Lancelot, but his charming smile was irresistible, and she didn''t resist when he brought her outside.


    "You idiot..." The kiss too dazed her mind to notice they were already leaving as he took her by the hand, dragging her through the restaurant before leading her out into the cold evening air, "This is nice."


    Lancelot looked at her with a smile and extended his right hand for her to take before gently saying, "Evaine, we can continue if we go back to your place?"


    Evaine blushed. Her hand, as if guided by fate, slipped into his grasp as she nodded and said, "My place is a short walk, and the cold air will cool our heads..."


    Her hand trembled in his, their palms melding together like a perfect fit as their fingers interlocked and locked together, like two pieces of a puzzle that fit seamlessly together. She suddenly felt her heart flutter like she hadn''t experienced before.


    ''What the hell am I saying?!''


    Evaine was startled as Lancelot took her by the waist and brought her close, embracing her while whispering, "I like it here as well. Shall we enjoy the scenery for a moment? We''ve been in a hurry to catch up with the past."


    The atmosphere felt more comfortable as Evaine enjoyed her first time being embraced by him, ''He isn''t that bad...''


    They slowly began to walk forward while her arms reached up to wrap around his body and hold him tightly in an embrace. She enjoyed his scent as he hugged her and said, "Evaine, I''ve always loved you."


    Her heart skipped a beat, and she found breathing difficult, yet she pretended to be drunk and ignored his words.


    She remained silent. Her heart thudded as a million emotions bubbled in her. She didn''t want to acknowledge it but didn''t resist him.


    ''I want to go to bed with him...''


    They began to walk silently, enjoying their new closeness as they headed towards the street in a romantic mood.


    A soft breeze ruffled her hair as she held onto Lancelot for warmth, his strong arms wrapping around her. The streets were quiet and empty, bathed in a pale glow of the moon as the pair walked along hand in hand.


    As they reached the front gate, the outside guard asked, "Excuse me, ma''am. Are you entering?"


    "Why is he standing outside?" Lancelot whispered.


    "He is from a local guard force and is assigned to this gate by the resident''s request." She whispered.


    The guard knew she had a guest but could not see his face in the dim light.


    Evaine gently pulled Lancelot as the doors began to open; she held his hand tight, pulling him rapidly to avoid the guard seeing his uniform and face well.


    Lancelot felt her softness pressed against his chest as they slipped inside, causing him to grow as she whispered, "This is my private house... Well, my parents, but they are dead, so I live alone..."


    Her tone seemed a bit melancholy as they walked into a massive, open area, and she quickly changed the subject as they continued to walk into a huge room, "Sit on the sofa; I will get some drinks for us."


    "Thank you, Evaine." Lancelot''s right hand slipped onto her hip, pulling her close as his fingers squeezed the side of her hips gently before she swayed her rump, letting his hand slide off as she headed to the kitchen, humming a bright tune.


    Evaine walked away from him with a red blush.


    Her heart pounded as her legs felt weak. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Lancelot sitting on the sofa in her living room and smiled at his handsome face before disappearing into the kitchen.


    A small glass bowl containing an array of snacks was set on the coffee table in front of Lancelot, its colourful array of bite-size delicacies tantalising his appetite.


    A faint smile crossed Lancelot''s lips as he glanced over the contents of the snack bowl before reaching over to take a small handful. He popped them in his mouth one at a time, savouring their subtle flavour and texture before finally chewing and swallowing, relishing the experience.


    Evaine walked into the living room carrying a silver tray and bucket with two bottles of wine.


    Lancelot couldn''t help but watch the curves of her hips as she sashayed her way over to the couch before leaning over to set the tray on the table.


    Her eyes twinkled when she saw him watching her intently, causing her cheeks to burn with embarrassment, and she said in a slightly nervous tone, "I bought some wine to go with the snacks..."


    She glanced down at his bulging trousers and smiled at him as her face was a dark shade of crimson; however, she still handed him a glass of dark red wine.


    He took a sip, feeling its smooth, fruity flavour linger on his tongue before swallowing, and he could not help but reach up, touching the soft, delicate skin of her cheek, as he whispered,


    "It''s delicious. You have a nice place... I think you should take a drink and sit."


    Lancelot smiled, causing his eyes to gleam in the dim lighting, drawing Evaine''s gaze before he moved his hand and patted the spot beside him, pulling her down beside him gently.


    "Okay?"


    She felt his hand caress her bottom before grabbing a handful as he guided her beside him and sat on the couch, her heart thumping.


    Her mind raced as her thoughts were jumbled, yet her body moved independently, looking over to Lancelot, taking a deep breath before whispering in a low voice, "Yes..."


    Evaine blushed as she reached over with trembling hands to grab her wine glass and down the contents before grabbing another handful of the snack bowl and popping them one after another into her mouth, her mind feeling like it was spinning with desire.

 Chapter 92 - 23: My Teacher Wants To See It! [R18]

    Lancelot noticed that Evaine became more hands-on, touching his thighs or leaning closer to allow her chest to press against his.


    He didn''t intend to do anything more than enjoy the meal tonight, but she kept teasing the beast as his desires and memories of their past life constantly surfaced from her similar actions and habits...


    ''Instructor, you are playing with fire...''


    The pair began to engage in light petting, his hand teasing her soft ass.


    She felt soft and squishy, like a silky sponge spreading warmth through his hand, while her hands slid along his tights, growing closer to his crotch each time she returned.


    "Hey... That rumour."


    "Mmmm?" Lancelot sipped his wine, squeezing her pert buttocks, causing her to emit a muffled groan as she hugged his body.


    Evaine pressed her ample, round bosom against his arm and chest with a smile, biting her tongue as it slid along her glossy lips.


    "The one about your cock and making Arthur a cuckold... Is it really THAT big?"


    Her fingertips began to dance along his linen trousers, gripping the small zip and buttons while looking up at him with her big eyes, fluttering her long lashes. "Can I see it?"


    He didn''t plan for this to happen... But her warm breath and the slight sensation of her fingers lighting touching his half-erect member awoke the beast within, leaning forward he kissed her neck, sucking along her slender shoulder and neck with a grin as his hands began to tease and pull up the thin summer dress she wore, allowing the night breeze to blow across the top of her smooth thighs.


    "Oh!" She bit her lower lip, stifling her excitement as he kissed down her breasts and chest, her breath becoming shallower by the minute as her excitement mounted.


    "Well?" She grinned as she rested her hand against his thigh, slowly stroking along its inner region, her fingertips stroking against the shaft of his throbbing cock. "Will you let me see?"


    He knew this was dangerous, and a line should never be crossed so soon.


    However, Lancelot felt the desire within himself grow as his member became larger and harder from the feeling of her touch, while memories of his past life came back in a torrent.


    This woman had become an addiction in her past life... He felt it best to break her before he allowed her to become addicted to him in return.


    ''I loved and lost you in my stupidity...''


    ''Next time, you won''t leave my side, no matter what dark acts I must do.''


    "If we go further, I will never let you see another man and make you mine forever... Don''t make a mistake." Lancelot warned her, biting her neck softly, the pale flesh sweet and juicy as she groaned against his ear with an erotic voice that drove him mad.


    "Hehe... You want me..."


    Her smile was brighter than a sun; she beamed with pride, believing herself to be the one who made him like this, that he had become so obsessed with her he had become jealous at the very thought of other men... Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "If I could, I''d make you mine, here, now..." Lancelot said calmly and sternly as he kissed and nibbled her neck.


    She pouted, puffing up her cheeks as her face blushed red in excitement. "Then what are you waiting for? I am no princess... I''m a soldier just like you."


    Her hands unbuttoned the small buttons that kept his cock imprisoned and slid her hand inside the thin cloth of his underwear, gripping his thick shaft and stroking its length; she giggled.


    "Woah! That''s what I call a ''Precision Lance''!"


    Lancelot smiled. He found this side of Evaine cute; she had no air of pretentiousness or arrogance as a noble.


    ''I loved you more than any other woman in the world, yet you are so late to become mine when reborn...''


    His eyes were filled with concern and affection, ''how can I make it up to you?''


    "Then shall we go somewhere a little more private?"


    She giggled, kissing him as she squeezed her thighs against his hand that rested on her smooth legs; his hand was so hot that the warmth could be felt through the thin fabric. "Why wait when the mood is just right?"


    Evaine quickly reached around her back, unclasped the thin straps, and pulled down the thin straps of her summer dress, pulling down the soft cloth as it slipped to her waist, her bare chest now on full display in front of his eyes.


    Her body was soft, voluptuous, and squishy as the night wind caressed her warm body, her ample and firm breasts bouncing and jiggling with her every movement, causing his cock to harden further as her abs tightened visibly due to her shame, and Lancelot yearned to enter her warmth.


    "If you stare so much, I''m going to think you are a pervert." She giggled with a grin as she stroked his shaft harder.


    "Did my body make you this hard and so big? Am I that attractive even with my scars?" Evaine looked a little depressed as her body was littered with various scars.


    "What do you mean? I think they make you look more attractive than you already are; they are the marks of your bravery and survival." Lancelot pulled her into his lap and hugged her against his body as he kissed her passionately. "And scars can''t erase a beautiful woman''s sex appeal; if anything, I like them more. I want to kiss every last one."


    She blushed heavily at his compliment as she bit her lip, leaning in closer with her luscious, round, and firm breasts pressing into his chest. "How do I look then?" She said with a giggle, smiling. "Do you want to do me?"


    Lancelot''s eyes became fixated on her ample breasts. He reached his hands forward, feeling their warmth, their firmness as he began to caress and fondle her ample chest as her breathing grew faster. "Your body is a dream... Your chest is soft and bouncy yet firm. And your skin is smooth like fine silk. I love the way it feels."


    Her breathing quickened further as he pinched and squeezed her hard nipples, his other hand moving along her slender body, tracing her spine as he pressed his face between her large breasts, his tongue tasting the sweet sweat as his lips kissed, nibbled, and sucked along their surface, biting softly as he felt her shiver in excitement as she felt a shiver run down her spine, moaning with an erotic voice.


    "How about your body?" Evaine pressed her slender body against his muscular chest; her slender hands slowly peeled away the clothes, her delicate hands brushing across his bare skin.


    "I think it''s amazing." She pressed her lips against his, her tongue wrestling against his, kissing him passionately while she moved her slender body on top of his. "I like it. You feel good. It''s perfect. And you have more muscles, and this thick scar is so sexy."


    "Thank you," Lancelot responded to her with a smile.


    She leaned closer and pressed her bare breasts into his chest while nibbling his neck while he pulled up her buttocks towards him and slipped his hand inside the warm gap between her soft, creamy cheeks, feeling the warmth of her ass and pussy that was dripping wet with her love juice. "You''re quite soaked. Is our instructor Evaine a lewd woman?"


    "S-s-shut up!" Evaine said while biting her lower lip and blushing bright red in shame as her body burned hot.


    Her body was slender, athletic yet curvy; the curvature of her chest and hips was similar to what he remembered, maybe a little more plump right now, while her round ass and long slender legs made her the ideal beauty, one who was far from the cold beauty of Guinevere. Instead, she was soft and warm, welcoming like the summer sun.


    "Are you sure you want to take this cock? I''ve already seduced two women in the academy alone?" He said with a confident smile, as her hand began to slide along his tip, pressing it against herself, as the warmth of both organs mixed like their juices as her body trembled slightly.


    He began to tease her entrance, playing with it slightly and enjoying her groans of pleasure and discomfort at the teasing of the massive member against her smaller body as the juices dripped onto the wooden floor, mixing with his pre-cum.


    She pressed her face against his, biting his lower lip while her slender hands stroked along the length of his thick shaft while her tongue wrestled with his. "I''m a soldier; I''m not afraid of anything! I won''t lose to those girls, even that demon you summoned! If I can make you mine, no one else would ever dare come close to you! Not even Guinevere."


    Evaine bit his ear, pulling herself up and sliding onto his thick cock. She let out a long moan as her face contorted with pleasure, biting her lower lip.


    ''So this is her body when younger...'' He felt the warmth and tightness of her body wrapping around his shaft as his fingers moved inside the crease of her buttocks, tracing her back and reaching around her front, feeling her abdomen.


    ''It is so warm and soft, yet tight...'' Lancelot''s eyes were fixed on the expressions she made as her mouth hung wide open while her breathing became heavy and fast, a mixture of pain, pleasure, and the slightest discomfort at his girth.


    Her mouth opened like a fish out of water, gasping as it slowly pushed deeper inside, her eyes moist and tearing up with drool seeping down the sides of her mouth and dripping onto her round bosom as the veins on his member throbbed from the sensation of her warm and tight pussy wrapped around his shaft, feeling its inner walls contracting and wringing it like a vice as they pressed tightly against it.


    "How can your body be so hot?" Evaine could hardly believe her ears, while her pussy burned like it was melting from the warmth and how full she felt, his length still pushing inside her, expanding her tunnel and reaching so deep. "Am I just imagining things? It feels so hot inside my belly! Ah! You are stretching me out! Why is your cock so big?"


    Evaine trembled as her hands slid along his strong arms, gripping them as her slender hands struggled to grasp them due to her trembling body.


    "H-Ha... who do you think you''re fucking! I am f-fine...ha....haa....." She acted tough as the long shaft finally pushed into her depths and squished her soft mound as it was entirely inside.

 Chapter 93 - 24: Together Again [R18]

    "G-god..... deep....it''s hard to breathe well... Ah...Ah! No way. Did it expand inside? Did your dick expand even further?


    Ah... ah..." She struggled to take the thick shaft inside.


    "Can you take it all?" Lancelot''s deep voice whispered as she nodded slowly.


    Evaine panted as her body twitched and shivered, struggling to take it all as her hands squeezed tighter around his arm.


    Lancelot stroked her body, trying to comfort her as his lips brushed her forehead.


    "Breathe deeply... Slowly... Feel how the muscles loosen and relax as the oxygen spreads through your body. Take deep breaths to make your body relax. Relax, let go of all your stress and worries, forget about everything, and focus on what is inside your body..."


    His hands gently slid along her body as he spoke enchantingly, barely touching her as she shuddered and trembled.


    "How it makes you feel, how your body feels as you feel the muscles and tension in your body loosen, the blood coursing through your body, how the sweat trickles across your body and the night wind brushes against your skin, and how I hold you tightly within my arms..."


    Lancelot whispered against her ear, his warm breath against her sensitive skin, making her tremble and twitch.


    "Ha... I''m okay... Now... Now I am... It''s easier..."


    "Just a bit more, hold on..." His voice was soothing and low as the breeze from the night blew over the couple. The moonlight reflected across their skin, illuminating the glistening sweat dripping down her breasts as he held her tight. "Breathe."


    "Ahh... It feels so hot. Ah! The pulse is throbbing like my heartbeat! My stomach... It''s throbbing..." She bit her lower lip, her breathing ragged as her entire body twitched, tremors making her body bounce and her breasts shake and jiggle, causing the couple to feel pleasurable.


    She leaned into his arms and gripped his arm tightly. "So much blood is rushing into your member, and I can feel it twitching as you hold yourself back! Ah! How long are you going to tease me like this!? Ahhh!!!"


    Evaine bit her lip so hard it almost drew blood as her legs wrapped around him, trembling from the excitement that spread through her body.


    Her skin felt so smooth and soft.


    He was completely captivated by her and couldn''t get enough as his hands explored every inch of her body while kissing, nibbling and sucking along her neck.


    Her breasts felt firm and springy as he kneaded them, making her body quiver with a lewd gasp, and he gently massaged the tips. "How is your chest? I want you to feel pleasure... And make your body accustomed to me..."


    "Y-your voice... T-this is cheating. You have a lewd voice, Lance... Ah..."


    "Oh... Your face is blushing red." Lancelot whispered as his warm breath blew into her ears, kissing the sensitive earlobe.


    His voice was a warm whisper. "And you smell sweet and good... So enticing... Your voice is cute too... So sexy..."


    "I want you..." He bit her neck, leaving a faint bite mark.


    "Mnn... It feels good... Ah! I''m melting... It''s driving me crazy."


    Evaine was quivering on his member as her insides contracted, squeezing him tighter than before. Her breathing had become so heavy.


    She felt his hand caressing her chin, stroking it before holding it. Her lips were slightly parted, and he kissed them.


    His kiss was slow and passionate; he let the softness and warmth spread throughout her body as they continued to make out for minutes until she moaned into his mouth as she pulled back for a second.


    "Stop holding back... Mmm! Haa... I can take it... it''s not sore anymore!" Her entire body convulsed, her mouth wide open with saliva dripping down her chin as she gasped for breath.


    Her legs quivered uncontrollably as she adjusted to his member; her insides tightened around the hard shaft and made her cry again as fluids rushed out.


    "Sorry. I should''ve gone easier." Lancelot apologised with a smile and stroked her soft cheeks. "It''s not what I was expecting at all."


    Evaine blushed deeply. She buried her face between her breasts, blushing.


    "You can move now. I''m fine..." Her voice was barely audible.


    Lancelot gripped her ass, kneading the soft, warm flesh of her buttocks as he felt its heat. He took hold of her thighs and began moving his hips slowly.


    He pushed his shaft in, pulling it out slightly, then thrust forward again. He continued to thrust himself inside her tight, slippery tunnel until she screamed with a cute whimper pleasure began building deep inside her pussy, as fluid oozed out once more.


    The warm juices from their lovemaking began to flow from her, coating his member, her moans louder as they flowed into the night sky, making her tremble.


    She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in his chest, panting and gasping for breath, moaning and crying in pleasure.


    At the same time, he continued thrusting, his body pressed tightly against her body, kissing and sucking along her slender shoulder and neck.


    He lifted her left leg higher as his thrusting sped up. She cried out in pleasure again as she came, her fluids covering his member entirely, her entire body quivering uncontrollably as his cock was buried deeper inside her, his cock hitting every corner of her tight walls, rubbing and stimulating them until she came once more.


    They continued this rhythmic motion for minutes until she suddenly became restless, her insides hectically squeezing and pulsating around his member with a powerful throbbing as her lips sucked on his tongue.


    "Mmmn~ Nnnnph.... that''s good.... more.... faster my little knight..... please your lady!"


    "If I go faster, it will hurt you!"


    "M-my insides are stretching too far already! Hyaaa!!" Evaine cried out with tears running down her eyes.


    Evain''s pussy began convulsing, spasming wildly and wildly around his cock as her pussy began sucking in his cock, sucking him deeper, his entire member enveloped by her insides as she squeezed tightly.


    "Fuck me~ knight Lancelot! Make this lady yours; show her the pleasure of being your woman. Nnnm... Haaa~ so good, it rubs the best spots!"


    Her insides began spasming so hard and fiercely, squeezing and sucking at him, squeezing his shaft, as his hips suddenly became more violent like a raider pillaging her warm, sticky hole with his deep, lunging thrusts that toyed with her g-spot and womb-like she was a weak, powerless noble lady.


    She let out another scream as her orgasm shook her body.


    The intensity was so strong that it forced all of their fluids out and soaked his cock, and her body writhed against him uncontrollably as the warm, sticky liquid flooded through her entire being like a hot spring of molten lava pouring through her.


    "Haa~!" She panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth with an intoxicated expression. The warm fluids gushing forth were mixed with a thin trickle of blood as she breathed heavily.


    The taste was sweet, like honey, mixed with her saliva as their tongues tangled together.


    They panted for breath as they recovered from the intense pleasure and passion. The two still had strength left, drenched in sweat as his shaft was still rock solid within her body.


    Evaine looked up at him, her eyes watery with tears but her lips curling upward into an adorable smile as she nuzzled him with a smile, biting him with her lips before pulling him down and locking him in an embrace. "How is it?" Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She kissed him deeply and passionately as he held her hips tightly, kissing back as their tongues danced in his mouth.


    He pushed deeper into her mouth with every kiss, moaning in ecstasy as her warm tongue glided over his tongue, licking him and tasting him while biting him playfully, kissing her neck and suckling on her skin, leaving small red marks along her neck as she cried in pleasure from the pain.


    The taste of their combined fluids was intoxicating; he could still feel their sticky liquid dripping from his tip onto the wooden floorboards as their bodies trembled with desire as they continued kissing for long minutes while her pussy sucked on him tightly while milking his member, trying to milk all of its contents into her depths.


    His member pulsated intensely with excitement.


    She leaned close to his ear, her warm and erotic breathing making his cock bounce inside her, "You didn''t cum yet~ are you going to pound your instructor on the sofa and then fill her with your lewd cream?"


    "Mmmm... My lady is dirty; maybe I should spank you like a bad girl!" Lancelot''s hands squeezed her plump buttocks, teasing her pink asshole as she trembled with a moan, and he gave her soft skin a little pinch, making her gasp. "So naughty..."


    Her insides gripped his cock as she bit her lip, giggling with a wide grin, "A little punishment would be nice! But I will punish you back; I like to be the one doing the punishing, fufu~ Ahh.. it poked my womb. Let''s continue."


    Evaine lay on her back, spreading her legs as her insides changed shape; the pleasure of her gooey warm folds squishing around his cock made him almost gasp before pushing her legs forward towards her shoulders with a lustful grin, making his cock hit her deepest and weakest spots as he plunged deeper into her depths with a powerful thrust.

 Chapter 94 - 25: My Woman [R18]

    "Nyah! Oh god... Haaah!... How did it get so big?! It''s so long.... hitting Nnnnm~ more...


    cum inside me, I''ve been a naughty teacher Knight Lancelot~ you must purify me with your sacred sperm!"


    Evaine gripped his shoulder tightly, pulling him closer, kissing and licking his chest with wild lust; as his cock slipped from inside her, she let her tongue trail down his body as she sucked his nipple with a teasing grin, blowing her warm breath down his chest, causing shivers to run down his spine. At the same time, her hands explored every inch of his back and abs, teasing his skin.


    Her mouth travelled along his abs and kissed the firm muscles, tasting his sweat, enjoying his manly smell, while she grabbed his buttocks, pulling them together as her fingers dug deep into the soft skin. "Mmmhmm.... so strong.... and firm~"


    She used her hands to slip the tip of his cock back into her gaping hole, slimy and wet as he pushed inside with a when squelch.


    Her tongue lapped the scar tissue across his shoulder before teasing the area with her tongue; sticky breath was on his shoulder as she breathed heavily, making his cock throb within her depths, twitching as it rubbed against her most sensitive spot deep within her tunnel.


    She giggled while biting her lip with excitement, kissing the scars on his body with passion and love, and her legs spread wide in the air, letting his cock delve deeper inside as she arched her hips with a groan. "My pussy feels amazing. Haaaa...It''s getting so big~ it''s swelling and stretching me out!"


    He pounded harder as his balls slapped her ass, the slapping sound filling the air, and the room became hotter than a sauna as their bodies burned hot, covered with sticky sweat and sex.


    The wooden sofa creaked violently, groaning under the violent sex while his hands slid along her soft belly, making her shudder.


    Her arms wrapped around his torso as her slender, sweat-soaked, naked body trembled and twitched, her insides contracting around his length as the warmth spread throughout her.


    He slammed his lips against her own, locking their bodies and mouths in a tight embrace before his hands found her round breasts and kneaded the flesh, making her cry out, her pussy becoming more vigorous around his cock.


    Their tongues intertwined and fought in his mouth, wrapping and twisting together. She moaned as his teeth sank into her lip, and her body shuddered, trembling uncontrollably with a sharp whimper of delight as his warm precum filled her.


    "So good..."


    Lancelot''s hands cupped her soft cheeks as he gazed into her beautiful emerald eyes and caressed her soft cheeks, wiping away the smiling smiled at her sweet smile that captivated his heart and soul.


    ''You are a sin I''ll never want to repent of, my love.''


    ''I hope our children have your smile, the eyes and beauty of an angel.''


    ''We''ll do this as much as you like until we have a whole family.''


    His lips kissed her soft forehead tenderly. "You look even prettier in the moonlight, my dear Evaine."


    Evaine''s cheeks blushed a light red hue, "Dummy...." She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly and squeezing her large breasts against his chest.


    "Fill me with your seed... please make me a woman and take responsibility~."


    ''She looks adorable like this, all cute and clingy.''


    His hips started moving, rocking their bodies with his intense thrusting. He grabbed her waist and lifted her lower body slightly, his hips grinding her slit.


    Lancelot''s movements were fast and powerful. The force and power drove her insane and crazy with ecstasy, the heat inside her increasing tenfold.


    He kissed her neck, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin. Her insides trembled, and she held his head, biting her lips with a trembling smile.


    "Y-your kissing... Nnn~ Mmmmhmmm!!" Her words trailed off as his cock hit her sweet spots, making her scream.


    "Fuck!" He slammed his length deep, hitting the bottom of her womb as she came, her juices flooding her, and his cum spewed forth several loads shooting deep into her womb, the hot white goo


    "Ha... Ha..... Ha... My head''s going numb." Her mind went blank from the mind-numbing pleasure as her insides spasmed uncontrollably around his thick shaft, milking every last drop from his member, as she pulled his head towards her, kissing him.


    Their tongues locked together, kissing and exploring each other''s mouths passionately as they continued kissing, her hands feeling his firm and hard body. At the same time, he caressed her breasts gently and carefully.


    She hugged him tighter, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, and her entire body trembled violently as her toes curled and her knees bent as she lost control.


    "Nghh!!" She clung to his chest, her nails digging into his skin and scratching his shoulders.


    She cried loudly, and her insides quivered uncontrollably, convulsing around his shaft, sucking it and milking it dry.


    Lancelot held her body close to him, stroking her silky, wet hair, brushing her long blonde locks back and planting kisses all over her face. At the same time, his member swelled within her depths as another wave of orgasms began to erupt, pumping into her womb and filling her.


    Her pussy pulsated around his shaft, tightening it with an intense squeeze, sending him over the edge. He spurted again, his thick, gooey load filling her, pouring out of her overflowing vagina and dripping onto the wooden floor.


    His cock still pumped, emptying itself deep into her depths with a heavy squelching noise, filling her womb, the fluid running out between her legs.


    Evaine lay exhausted, panting and gasping for breath; her chest rose and fell quickly, her eyes half-lidded and glazed.


    They collapsed on the wooden floor, her pussy still attached to him, quivering and squeezing, sucking up his last remaining drop of sperm, his member buried deep inside her as their bodies trembled uncontrollably from their release.


    Evaine smiled lovingly, hugging his body close. She licked the beads of sweat rolling down his cheek, lightly bit his ear, and then kissed the mark left.


    She rested her chin on his shoulder, snuggling close, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body as their sweat mixed with the scent of sex, filling the air.


    They embraced each other, sharing an intense kiss.


    "Your lips taste delicious." Lancelot kissed her nose, his hand running through her silky hair, playing with the long strands as her fingers ran through his short messy hair.


    "Did I tire you?" He asked. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She shook her head with a smile as he stood, lifting her, still connected, and began carrying her back to her room. "You will sleep in my bed tonight and keep me warm. We''ve still got all night."


    Lancelot felt her clinging to his body, burying her face against his shoulders. Her body was sticky with sweat and sex.


    "My legs feel weird... so numb, but the good kind..." Her voice was soft and quiet, barely audible.


    The wooden doors creaked open with a loud, audible crack.


    The interior was illuminated by candlelight as they entered her quarters.


    Lancelot set her down gently. "Stay put. I''m going to clean us both and tidy us up before sleep."


    "No..."


    Lancelot sat on her bed.


    He picked her up again. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat as they lay on her soft bed, embracing one another.


    He brushed the long locks away from her forehead, kissed her gently, and looked into her emerald eyes.


    "Let''s fuck again~ I want more," Evaine whispered into his ear, her lustful eyes burning.


    She nuzzled his ear and bit his lobe lightly. Her hand ran through his damp hair and tugged at him playfully. "Fuck me all night. You won''t get a wink of sleep! Make me scream all night long!"


    Her fingers ran down his arm. They gripped his muscular forearm, caressing and feeling every inch. Her tongue ran across the bite mark, licking the tender wound and sending chills throughout his body.


    Her eyes gleamed with lust as her warm, moist breath brushed against his face.


    Lancelot felt the tip of her finger trace a trail along the curve of his bicep, down the length of his forearm and stopping just above the wrist.


    She gripped his hand tightly, holding him in a firm grasp. "I like this."


    Lancelot pushed her down, the loud wet squelch as his member entered her once more; as her bed began to squeak gently, the apartment of Evaine would soon be filled with the lewd noises of lovemaking and cries of ecstasy for the whole night, filling the hallways of the apartment grounds and perhaps disturbing a few sleeping residents.


    ***


    10:00 am, Evaine''s apartment...


    The bedroom was filled with the sounds of the heavy breathing of Evaine, whose flushed face was dripping with sweat.


    "Fuck... Haa... That was intense," Lancelot muttered, pulling his still erect cock free and sliding it out.


    "Uuu... Uuu..." She was unconscious, her body twitching and shivering as a trickle of semen oozed from her lower body.


    He covered her with the thin sheets and hugged her from the side, pressing her nude, sticky, and wet body against his as he planted a light kiss on her lips. "My woman..."


    It had been almost nine hours since their first encounter, and in that short time, they had not left the bed apart to drink some water and grab a snack to recharge; he looked at her swollen mound and belly and began to feel a little sleepy.


    And that moment...


    The door slammed open, and in came Aurelia, "Evaine!!! It''s time to wake up~~ and go to your boring job... Oh? Ooooh!?" Her voice turned inside out as she saw the hunk Lancelot and his half-erect cock pulling out of the gaping hole of Evaine, who was still convulsing.


    "Hahaha... hello." Lancelot greeted her with a slightly awkward laugh.


    Aurelia''s jaw dropped to the floor. Her mouth opened wide as she tried to speak. Her hands shot upwards, covering her face in embarrassment.


    ''Ah... Fuck! Of all times for you to come and wake her...''


    Evaine then began to stir as she hugged Lancelot and began to kiss his neck, her soft lips a little dry now as the lipgloss was long gone from their passionate kissing.


    "Hmmmm.... it still stings between my legs.... bastard... How bout you lick my asshole to make up to me~ fufu... this princess will make you serve her well, knight Lancelot."


    She seemed still in the lustful daze of last night but then saw Aurelia and froze as the woman held back her laughter.


    "Oh.... Princess Evaine huh.... Ha....haha....hahahahahaha!"


    Lancelot had never seen Evaine turn such a bright red, her hands grabbing the soft, silky pillows and tossing them at Aurelia before shouting. "Get out! Don''t look at my man! Stupid slut! Ahhhh.... forget what you heard!!!!!"


    Aurelia just smiled and left the room, laughing her ass off...


    ''Oh man... the angry Evaine is too cute!''

 Chapter 95 - 26: Morganas Ultimatum

    Lancelot left Evaine because of her strange adorable attitude and worried that someone might see them together and make rumours in the Academy.


    Although it wasn''t illegal or wrong, the student and teacher would still be treated with some scorn due to it becoming accepted only recently.


    ''Not to mention her title as the Iron Woman would crumble overnight.''


    "Haha..."


    ''Morgana?''


    [...]


    He smiled wryly before stepping out of sight and leaned against a wall before he slipped into the wall with a blue magical essence scattering as Lancelot vanished.


    There were only two reasons Morgana would ignore his call.


    ''She''s either fighting against a raid right now.''


    ''Or jealous because of who I spent the night with...''


    Lancelot opened his eyes; the new black and red throne inside the citadel of Camelot was stunning.


    When he appeared, it seemed twelve maids greeted him, with eight succubi and four frost hares.


    ''No... there are four celestial maidens too!''


    "Sixteen maids? No... with their weapons and armour under the sexy outfits... Are these beautiful women my guard?"


    A tall angel with four wings, likely a rare spawn as the others only two-stepped before him before she kneeled towards him with a serene atmosphere.


    On either side were the two succubus heroes in similar outfits but opposite colours.


    The succubi wore a mainly black French maid outfit with small parts white and a very short skirt that fluttered with their tails movements.


    While the angels wore a mainly white maid outfit with the small parts and details being black with a mid-length skirt.


    ''Come to think of it... I know Lusia and Vellan, but who is this beautiful angel with silver hair and golden eyes?''


    "My King."


    The graceful angelic voice from her soft pink lips echoed with the soothing timbre of a professional choir singing praise to his name.


    "I am Lumiel, captain of Your Highness'' Royal Guard."


    ''Oh, a cute name. I guess angels have similar names, Nuriel, Samael, Lumiel.''


    Lancelot leaned back and noticed that the two succubus heroes were pulling faces behind her back, which was quite amusing.


    It seemed that the races he commanded were quite amusing.


    ''That reminds me to work on improving the territory... We need to find a place with lots of metal and stone.''


    ''...and invade them.''


    For now, he didn''t want to ally with anyone other than human Lords. Rena and Guinevere were enough for now in the demon kingdoms.


    "Then what might your duties be, Lumiel?"


    Lancelot worried that Morgana and Nuriel gave them strange orders to change his opinion or make him more likely to go to the other side because of their support.


    "My Lord! We are to support you when needed, offer protection and create discreet areas when His Highness might need them..."


    The angel''s face showed a strange tint of red upon the last words.


    She turned away, avoiding Lancelot''s gaze with trembling golden eyes and fluttering white wings.


    ''So even the mighty angels get embarrassed?''


    ?Of course we do, My King!? Especially when our master likes to fornicate with demons in the open!?


    ''Oh, Nuriel! Nice to hear your sexy voice first thing.''


    He smirked at both of their reactions; even the seraph''s voice was tinged with shame and another emotion that made him almost laugh out loud.


    "Good, that sounds like a wonderful Royal Guard." S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot knew there was likely more, but he didn''t mind the short and sweet version...


    "A-Ah... T-That... My King, there is another; w-we are to serve as our King''s night companion should you ask..."


    ''This girl... I wonder if it was Morgana that gave this order. So stupid.''


    Lumiel''s face was bright red, her wings fluttering; all the celestial women seemed to have pink cheeks and restless wings.


    Maybe it was due to their sense of innocence being stronger than normal, but their eyes that looked at Lancelot differed from the slightly cold and emotionless angels training in the yard, taking on several Frost Hares each.


    Lancelot stepped down from his throne with several black marble steps leading to a silvery white stone floor with a marble finish.


    With each step, the tap of his black scale boots resounded before reaching the kneeling Lumiel and reaching out to her.


    His large hand was slightly rough from the amount of sword practice and training he did. He slipped it across her cheek and under her chin, placing his thumb at the tip while stroking her cheek with his long fingers.


    "Lumiel, I will not force any of you into completing that final order. Only if you want to be held should you accept it."


    "Ah...!?"


    The angel''s body seemed to tremble from his touch; he was pouring his Ether into her body, causing a blissful feeling of pleasure to assault her senses.


    Lancelot''s throne was filled with Ether, just waiting for him to distribute it to everyone, but he was giving Lumiel hers right now.


    Enjoying every moment of her body convulsing with unsightly moans from those divine lips, her lower body spasmed as she left a sticky stain on his white floor.


    ''It''s really fun when I do this to an angel directly, so adorable as she tries to fight the pleasure...''


    He leaned close to her ear.


    "O'' Lumiel, captain of my royal guard. Do not endure your orgasm before your fellow sisters. Let it flow."


    "Do not resist. Accept the pleasure!"


    His whispers were like a devil as her body trembled, her golden eyes widening as she gasped, covering her mouth, but the erotic moan was already delivered as her fell angels were bright red, and the succubi seemed to have let off some steam.


    The Frost Hares... Those girls were always a bit horny, so they stood pretty much naked with eager eyes.


    "Now then. I ask you all as my Royal Guard."


    Lancelot looked at them with a smirk before releasing his hand from the angel, who crumpled to the floor, convulsing with sweet whimpers as her lower body became a mess.


    Nevertheless, her golden eyes shone bright, illuminated like never before.


    [...]


    "Would you all like to receive your Ether normally or like Lumiel here?"


    "Those who wish to receive the same treatment as your captain and become her sister, then come stand behind Lusia and Vellan."


    He didn''t need to wait long as almost all of the fifteen girls rushed to the centre, almost fighting for the chance to receive Ether directly.


    Giving it directly seemed slower, but the women gained more benefits than the mass-released Ether, which didn''t grant them as many benefits.


    ''Since troops are linked to my level, the Ether gained isn''t related to that but their Grade.''


    Lancelot had tested this since the moment he became a Lord.


    Marimo was given her Ether directly every time, and now she was a Rank-C+, but Ikumi, who received only the mass-produced Ether, was only Rank-E+ despite starting at a higher rank.


    ''This will be my method of rewarding in the future. Morgana, Nuriel, Marimo and Ikumi make sure everyone knows.''


    ''The more they work hard, the more pure the Ether they will be granted.''


    {Yes, Master. Marimo will do so right now!}


    {I will help you}


    Ignoring the strange voice of Ikumi that seemed more serious and less childish for the moment, he continued with his plan.


    He looked at both the heroes of the succubus tribe he accepted. Lancelot saw they seemed frustrated, likely due to their natural enemy and counter being part of his army.


    Or it could be the pleasure they watched said enemy enjoy while they got nothing.


    Lancelot didn''t know or care.


    "Come, Sia, Vel."


    He just opened his arms and beckoned them to come to him.


    The two acted coy, looking away before, a moment later, they darted into his embrace, both hugging him tightly.


    ''Yes, I know. Since you were brought here, I haven''t spared any time for either of you. Forgive me.''


    The feeling and thoughts he infused into his Ether began to pour into their bodies, causing Lusia''s back to arch while Vellan tightly gripped his chest, biting him with her sharp fangs and letting her drool spill down his shirt.


    "Ah... look at Lady Vellan!?"


    "Oh my... did the succubus hero Lusia climax instantly! Haha," an angel with black hair mocked before getting pushed by a succubus.


    "Hmph... it just shows that our master loves the dark, sexy meat of a succubus more!"


    [Lancelot]


    As he was focused on letting the two succubi enjoy a blissful moment, the ever-elusive self-proclaimed true wife finally responded.


    ''What''s the matter, Morgana?''


    [Did you have a good time with Evaine?]


    There was no doubt from her tone that it was the usual Morgana, but Lancelot seemed to have grown more skilled with women and knew there WAS something wrong.


    Not pain or worry...


    ''It was good, but cannot compare to the nights I share with you.''


    [....]


    [Liar]


    [We''ve never done it for real anyway]


    It was something Lancelot never brought up because it seemed like a sore spot for Morgana when it was his fault for being so slow at improving.


    He was an incubus with the royal bloodline but was like an infant compared to her.


    Morgana was a fully matured and grown Queen that would drain a normal male with a few seconds of her fingers touching them.


    Lancelot might survive a few minutes, maybe half an hour? But if you changed that to intercourse, he would die within a few minutes.


    ''That''s why she made me drink that demonic black dragon''s bloodline, huh...''


    She was impatient with all the women surrounding him, especially how he was now allied with a Demon Queen, and both Evaine and Guinevere became his women.


    Her voice didn''t sound as he released the bodies of both succubi gently, one of them making a slight mess as she looked entranced.


    As he began to grant his Royal Guard their reward for serving...


    Morgana replied.


    [Lancelot, If you cannot hold me in a month. I will terminate our contract]


    This was when he realised the intense level of Morgana''s jealousy and insecurity reached its limits.


    Surrounded by the purring and moans of his Royal Guard, Lancelot closed his eyes and looked up to the bright throne roof, where an incredible painting of his Dominus form flew in the skies with Morgana at his side.


    ''Morgana, I''ll do it in a week.''

 Chapter 96 - 27: Lancelots Determination [1]

    Lancelot looked at the women who all received their Ether, his Royal Guards, all sworn to fight for him and contracted to him differently than normal troops.


    It wasn''t like he chose them himself, but each Commander chose them together and made them swear a special oath.


    An oath that meant they would never betray, forsake or distrust their King.


    ''It''s strange though...''


    ''As Royal guards needed to hold a certain level of trust and affection towards the king, they swore the oath too.''


    He thought about Milvar and those five female oni warriors who were always present when he dealt with Rena but were hidden, waiting for her call and order to assault him.


    The final Royal Guard to be gifted approached.


    With soft black fur and a small height and more humanoid feet, she moved closer with a shy face, trying to use her hime-styled bangs to hide her face.


    "Meru"


    Her emerald green eyes flickered from the bright lights cascading above before fluttering and focusing on his face. Lancelot watched as her soft lips trembled. The only girl in the room with a more modest chest, she stepped forward and knelt at his feet.


    "My King...."


    ''Her voice is shaking...''


    "Meru!"


    "I swear to serve you with my entire being. My lance will forever strike down your foes through the bitter dark and endless light."


    ''This oath... she hasn''t already sworn with Morgana!?''


    A wide circle began to form below them as cold winds blew around the pair, blocking vision from the others.


    Lumiel knew from the start as she smiled gently, escorted the other knights to stand in a tight row formation, and watched the scene. It was special to perform the oath with a Lord/King directly, as normally the commanders made a basic oath, but the King himself would have no idea.


    This would be something that only the most active and beloved Royal Guards might enjoy and was a big risk for them.


    Because if they were rejected, their oath and position would be forfeited without the chance to ever return to service. It was a stupid rule, but those were the bindings of those above, the masters of Avalon who decided how this twisted wargame was played.


    In their eyes, a subject rejected by the King was not worthy and didn''t have the right to serve as their Royal Guard.


    Lancelot didn''t know this because his troops were goblins, and their oath involved ale, lots of ale and profanity...


    They were normally performed with a sing and dance.


    ''... Such a beautiful blue colour.'' He thought as the beautiful sigil beneath them formed the same symbol the Frost Hares added to all their armour and crafted items.


    A silvery blue frost began to form with shimmering snowflakes as they formed a dress and veil around Meru''s petite body.


    Because he didn''t know the meaning and instead judged it based on who she was, this might have been an even more important oath for the shy and temperamental girl.


    So he broke the protocol and usual norms!


    Lancelot''s body leaned down with his arm wrapping around her, pulling her into his chest as Meru looked stunned.


    Her face seemed terrified and upset at first, likely thinking he was rejecting her, but the blue sigil and runes continued forming with their beautiful shining blue lights wrapping around them.


    "Meru. I do not wish for you to sacrifice your life for me nor to become an object that only lives to fight and fulfil my wishes."


    Lancelot''s words carried a gentle tone while a magical trace of Ether flowed through them as he transferred the power into her body.


    He didn''t expect the ritual and huge spell circle beneath them to grow more vibrantly and create a small snowstorm with the Ether pouring into her.


    She looked up expectantly into his eyes.


    "Then what... What can I offer to attain your favour!?"


    Meru wasn''t smart like her sister and didn''t have the explosive body of her peers or the exotic white fur of her cousin Ikumi...


    She was short, flat and lacked the normal legs of a regular Frost Hare with almost completely human form apart from her toes and feet.


    Lancelot could feel her emerald eyes seeking something from him.


    He felt desperation and resignation.


    "What would you offer if you were free, had no contract and could choose?"


    His sudden question didn''t change her expression. She merely glanced to the side with an ashamed look.


    "I... I don''t understand such things."


    "Do not think of any others but yourself."


    Her ears perked up before she lowered her head with a red tint to her cheeks.


    "I want... no, I wish..."


    She mumbled under her breath while hiding her mouth behind her furred paws.


    "Meru. Please."


    She didn''t need to speak or show him. Instead, her soul directly sent him an image.


    A fantasy?


    Perhaps... Destiny?


    The snow sphere surrounding them opened to show the other Royal Guards the scene as they were lost in the magical image.


    It was created by the sphere of snow surrounding them, beautiful imagery of her current thoughts, but Meru''s eyes were closed, as she was too ashamed to speak of her wish.


    The beautiful icy white plains filled with a misty fog that hid a sea of glowing lights.


    The white moonlight above reflected on the silver snow and shimmered the surface while a pair of delicate hands pulled a long cloth dress along a path towards a mysterious figure standing in the centre.


    The shadowed person held out their arms.


    He recognised the style and features immediately.


    A tall male with handsome features, his black and red tunic with twin swords at his waist... The man was him.


    Lancelot''s figure in the image looked down at her before moving his hand through her hair and kissing the back of her head.


    "My precious little Meru."


    A voice escaped his lips.


    But they were not alone; children played with large balls and spinning tops, giggling and laughing together.


    Each had small fuzzy bodies with a similar shape, emerald green eyes as hers, and fluffy ears that flopped around, but also demonic wings and Lancelot realised... they were not hare beast-kin, but his offspring, children that she gave him.


    "This... This is my selfish and useless dream." Meru muttered, still seeming to be lost in this dream, unaware he could see it... The lips of the future Meru in his arms speaking.


    "Then I shall make it real."


    He pulled her closer and whispered into her ear.


    "But we won''t start right away. You must live the life you deserve, explore, learn new things, and decide what you want."


    Lancelot didn''t wish for her to exist and become an object. He knew that each of his troops might have a dream or hope that one day, he wanted to let them enjoy a life that wasn''t just fighting or building his future kingdom.


    She didn''t even have the time to realise that this was her oath to be his Royal guard and future consort.


    No...


    This was his oath and her dream.


    An act that would anger and cause the rulers of Avalon to despise and see him as a blight that needed to be removed one day.


    This was the moment that Lancelot made his way of choosing his Royal Guard, with Meru being the most trusted member to him.


    As such, the bond would grow between the two of them. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    When his dream finally came to fruition, her first task was to help him build a safe kingdom for all those born on it to thrive.


    Her dream and wish was for a family.


    So why not his own?


    ***


    The unbelievable scene faded before it returned to Meru with her arms wrapped around his back as she suddenly looked up with her mouth wide open and dilated pupils.


    A small sigil was imprinted on her chest just out of normal view, but right now, her cleavage was visible, showing the marking of his shield with two swords.


    ''I can feel her existence, different from the system used for summoning... Meru''s heartbeat... her anticipation and embarrassment... All of it is so clear...''


    Lancelot was just as confused and stunned.


    He had never felt this way no matter who he was with, be it Morgana, his most trusted Commander or the goblin commander from his past life!


    "L-Lancelot?"


    ''What is this feeling? Why does everything related to the summoning and Lord system feel so dull and muted... As if an invisible cloth is limiting my feelings and the sensation felt towards them?''


    It was like he touched Morgana and the others with his hands, wearing gloves and a thick layer of armour.


    Yet with Meru, they were like two slimes intermingled, able to completely merge and share their feelings, and her emotions flowed into him.


    "What''s the matter, Meru?"


    His voice was gentle, feeling her desire to be hugged tightly and comforted, likely still thinking it failed due to the lack of system support or feedback.


    "Did I fail?"


    He kissed her head and ran his fingers through her hair as the ritual was complete.


    "How do you feel?"


    "Warm... Your arms are so big and soft... Wait.."


    Meru''s eyes opened, and her body felt weird.


    Like something was there... something extra that made her feel warm, comforted and secure.


    She reached for it, and suddenly, a warm flame filled her body; it was Lancelot. She could feel his presence, his feelings and affection towards her, as it grew and overflowed her.


    Meru didn''t understand the true meaning. She thought Lancelot''s arms and warmth felt too comfortable, so her body relaxed and fell into his arms completely at ease.


    He looked down.


    ''Such a silly girl...''


    Her expression was calm and happy.


    While the others looked on in confusion, Aria and Nel, the succubi, were stunned because it was engraved into their race memory... Their ancestor and the former King of Avalon, Morganna''s father, created a treasured ritual.


    The true ritual of oath.


    She wasn''t rejected, and her soul and spirit were the safest it''s ever been since the first night Lancelot was summoned by his summoners and their magical ritual.


    The group stared silently.


    They saw her wish, saw him accept it, swear to grant it and created a magical connection...


    Lumiel knew of the true oath, but she never realised it could be performed by a no-named lord and less Demon King at that!


    ''Ah... So that''s it.''


    Lancelot looked at her and smiled, ''Maybe something to symbolise this act might be better?'' His hands wrapped around her soft, chubby cheeks, squishing them together.


    "A kiss is required for my new Royal Guard..."


    Meru''s eyes widened before she closed them and nodded.


    "Anything you desire."


    Their faces met.


    All their nervousness, expectations, and thoughts disappeared.


    The only thing left was the beautiful bliss and warmth flowing from her lips as the two shared the purest kiss, a simple action that bonded them and bound the souls together.


    They didn''t care if their oath was witnessed or what anyone thought; it was a dream she couldn''t explain, and that was okay.


    Her entire existence and happiness revolved around a single point.


    The promise was that Lancelot, her King, would be her lover, friend and protector until her final days.


    With a brief parting of the lips, a moment of uncertainty passed, but as his face leaned down again, the warm embrace and feeling of tenderness pushed her forward, allowing her to return his gesture without restraint or doubt.


    An innocent, chaste and sweet moment created an unbreakable bond between the pair.


    Meru couldn''t help the feeling that made her shiver and want more. Nor could she describe the sensation and warm pleasure as she pressed against his body.


    While Lancelot looked at his Royal Guard and planned to take them and fight a battle that would test them to the limits of each person.


    The mountain behind them was home to a lesser drake.


    To become strong enough for Morgana''s Ultimatum, Lancelot would leave nothing to chance.

 Chapter 97 - 28: Lancelots Determination [2]

    Lancelot stood with his twelve Royal Guards behind him, their bodies wearing black plated armour and chainmail dresses.


    This outfit would be heavy for normal women, but for the Frost Hares, Succubi and Angels, this was nothing but a piece of durable clothing; for the women, he made them wear padded leather shorts and spider silk stockings under their skirts to protect them fully.


    ''To think I spent more than 50 Avalon Gold on each of my Royal Guard, let''s hope Morgana didn''t find out...''


    Since his village was now classed as a Town and able to summon a part of his army inside Avalon, he was granted access to the neutral traders who lived in the plains between worlds.


    He bought all the items today as a special gift.


    ''It''s bad for Meru, but I asked her to let Lumiel take command in battle rather than giving her the Captain of the Royal Guard title... she is Vice-Captain and will lead the Frost Hares as she knows their personalities and battle style best.


    "Let''s go."


    Lancelot spoke to them, all stepping off the wall with a steep drop near the southwest of their town and headed towards the entrance around two thousand metres away, wrapped inside a little nook.


    At first, he planned to use the lesser drake to deter enemies of a low level, but now found himself hunting the drake in an ironic turn of events.


    [I... I was just angry. Don''t go!]


    Morgana only said the words with half seriousness, never expecting Lancelot to take them at face value. Yet he did, now heading to fight a dragon and not taking her with him.


    She knew it was to prove himself, but Morgana only spoke out of frustration at herself for having such a body, and it was easiest to blame him... though, even as he left her behind, the thought that she should have stopped him was strong, even as her head pounded like crazy.


    However, she also had her pride as a succubus, a demon born and trained by her mother to become a royal consort who supported the next King of Avalon after her father passed.


    Torn between that pride and her growing love for Lancelot, she chose the prior...


    Only to instantly feel regret.


    ''Do not sound so sad or worried. I will surpass you, surpass those old fools who plot against me.''


    ''And I will surpass your father.''


    Lancelot had small clues about her father, and once he learned about him being the former king of Avalon, a desire to surpass him began to build in his chest.


    It was the first time Lancelot wanted to excel at something other than the sword; he wanted to become the strongest.


    But he could not tell if he was or could see it until Morgana confirmed he was better.


    Her words helped him find his strength and path, and the goal was now to surpass her father, to reach the point where Morgana looked at him the way she looked at her father, with sparkling eyes and an enraptured voice.


    "Halt!"


    Lancelot stopped them, looking back as his stone walls, raven black matching the hidden citadel, now looked smaller. He looked at the Royal Guard with a sweeping eye.


    "Take a moment before we push further; there are countless enemies from the moment we enter."


    The knights all took a neat stance, with the petite Meru looking adorable, being more than a head shorter than the others, as they started to confirm their gear, potions, armour and weapon conditions.


    Lancelot did this out of slight nerves and not wanting there to be any accidents.


    He slid his long greatsword from the black leather sheath while the golden eye in his left socket began to shimmer and shine, the stars dancing as he examined his items and gear.


    [Greatsword of Dragon Slaying]


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    Vitality + 10


    Damage to dragons + 30%


    A sword crafted by a dwarven blacksmith who was born in the magical lands of Avalon, his home and family destroyed by a black dragon in the north.


    This sword was one of many that he created and supplied to various Lords, hoping they could kill the beast. Yet the Adult Dragon Vol''sfar still lives to this day.


    [Sense Dragonkind]


    [Detect Vol''sfar]


    -


    [Dragonscale Leather Armour]


    Strength + 5


    Agility + 5


    Vitality + 15


    Damage reduced by 25%


    Resistance to flames + 30%


    A high-quality armour created from the dragons slain by the swords of a famous dwarven blacksmith, Baldin. His reverent hatred for the race-inspired his wife, who crafted the armour with the same purpose.


    To avenge her new husband''s lost family.


    ''These weapons were so expensive, though... I am a bit poor now due to upgrading the archery range to the third level, but heavy crossbows and catapults are too strong.''


    It also boosted all damage with bows in his territory by over thirty percent.


    "All good?"


    Lancelot looked at his troops, who all stood silently, their dark sheen glistening in the sunlight. He bought the same series but a slightly cheaper armour for them, which only reduced damage and flames but lacked increased strength and agility.


    "Yes, Your Highness."


    ''These women...''


    He nodded with a smile.


    "Okay, let''s begin. Remember, if it moves, kill it."


    The sixteen-person group marched forward over the hard, crumbling gravel and dried earth. It seemed behind his town was a dangerous time bomb, and he would alleviate most of the danger now.


    Holding his greatsword and black dragon-scale armour, they entered the huge opening in the mountain''s little nook, hidden away from prying eyes.


    His only hope was to keep the creatures deep inside the cavern and not attack other places, so he sighed as he wondered if this plan could succeed.


    ''Woosh!''


    The noise of the air made Lancelot stop the group and step to the side.


    ''It''s not fast?''


    A green creature with the upper half of a woman, the lower a snake, appeared as Lancelot narrowed his eye on its scale-like body and skin that covered her large breasts.


    He looked into the amber eyes of the Lamia and wondered where they could have gone wrong.


    The Lamia looked at him, her mind still processing the events.


    She was hunting a small, delicious creature and then saw an enormous amount of life come into the nest and move towards the sound, and then this group arrived, walking straight past her.


    "Food! Mine! Kill!"


    Her voice was shrill, the group confused.


    ''Food?''


    Lancelot felt sorry for the snake woman, and that pity could be seen on his face as he noticed the creature bleeding on the ground, likely her food.


    He nodded to the Lamia before turning away and heading further into the dark cave, only illuminated by the flames billowing deeper inside like a churning magma pool.


    "Wait..."


    The Lamia spoke in shock as the group passed her.


    "Go and eat, please."


    He waved a hand towards the Lamia, and they headed deep, her eyes watching the strange people move into the caves, her tail flickering before she grabbed the creature and slithered away as fast as she could.


    "It was that easy..."


    But as they got closer to the flames and lava pools, his regret died, his heart starting to beat faster, his left eye twitching.


    ''A dungeon.''


    That thought came as he spotted the monsters moving down the narrow pathway to the huge cave and flowing lava pits.


    There were ten varieties, but only those near the entrance came in large groups; the deeper he went, the smaller the numbers and greater the levels, though all were still below fifty.


    The stronger creatures stayed further within the cavern.


    ''Mm, are dungeons formed from too many or strong creatures?''


    However, he didn''t have time to think because a huge group of giant centipedes lunged from the ground towards them, with molten lava dripping from their bodies.


    "To arms!" Lumiel shouted, her body enveloped in golden light, followed by the angels doing the same.


    "Let''s go!" Vellen and Lusia chanted in tandem, causing the succubi to glow with dark energies


    while Meru and the Frost Hares didn''t power up but lunged at the enemies and dropkicked the front three centipedes... busting their skulls from two Hares hitting the same spot...


    Their group''s ability and coordination were astonishing as Lancelot watched from the rear, feeling proud of his Royal Guard.


    ''I need to do the same!''


    He ran into the enemies with a grin, cutting an arc around himself. The magma from the centipede just dribbled around him in a crescent moon shape, missing his body completely, while his black sword just looked moulted red, not showing any damage from the heat of the centipede''s flaming carapace.


    ''A level thirty-eight monster has such a weak attack; what is it made from?!''


    It was his turn to take action, and he didn''t want the battle to last too long as more could appear from the dark recess.


    His left eye flickered with divine light, showing him both the weak spot and attributes of the centipedes, his body feeling a warmth seep.


    ''Detect Essence''


    The first time he used the ability of his Divine Eye, it took him by surprise, showing him the details of his target.


    "Found you."


    Lancelot aimed his blade, the energy and excitement flowing through his veins, and slashed outwards.


    A huge wind current was sent forth, his greatsword swinging and spinning as the sharp crescent of energy cut a bloody path through the enemies, removing their heads and limbs.


    Lumiel and the angels also attacked with their swords and shields, their movements looking like dancing stars.


    Even the Frost Hare and Succubi fought on an even level.


    It was a glorious and easy first battle as Lancelot''s horde of brutal women easily devoured the poor centipedes.

 Chapter 98 - 29: Unexpected Clash!

    Lancelot was marching along with his Royal Guard; the enemies in this cavern were all but cannon fodder with races such as Angels and Succubi, who could use their flight to take advantage.


    ''I thought the Frost Hares would be inferior... Yet it seems the demon blood given to them has changed the muscles in their legs and bodies...''


    He noticed that the impact damage and force from their kicks, leaping kicks, or simply dropping onto enemies caused damage higher than even Lumiel''s Holy Smite.


    "My King, the amount of Ether collected is strange..." Lumiel commented before lowering her head.


    She seemed utterly confused at how much Ether we collected from the centipedes and flame spiders. "Why is there so much for such weak enemies?"


    It seems the angel was like him, feeling that enemies the Frost Hares could destroy so simply with their feet could not be worth this amount of Ether.


    "Worry not. We underestimate them due to our flashy abilities, divine spells and magic."


    "Sometimes simple is far beyond what we can imagine."


    "....R-really?"


    Her face didn''t seem convinced, but she swallowed and nodded when she looked onward, seeing the ravenous hares stomping on the writhing insects on the ground with loud bangs like a jackhammer hitting concrete.


    "I see... Truly, a destructive force. Nothing like the Frost Hares I know from my world."


    ''I can only feel terror thinking that is my third leg... Let''s make sure Marimo never gets angry. That girl is even more destructive than Meru and these girls.''


    {Master? I felt your desire to speak with me. Do you wish me to rush there to your side and aid you in crushing those disgusting lizards?}


    ''...''


    ''Marimo?''


    {Yes Master?}


    ''N-nothing, I just thought you were amazing as always.''


    {!!!}


    {Master~ is it finally time for Marimo to become an adult woman!?}


    ''...''


    He suddenly felt that maybe the one who was craziest and more obsessive was not Morgana or the succubus twins... But Marimo, the gentle and loving woman who stroked his hair, soothed him with lap pillows while humming a wonderful song like a fairy.


    [(You are such a fool... Why is it so hard to stay mad at you!)]


    Lancelot and the others descended the spiral staircase heading down into the burning depths, yet there were signs of another...


    Signs of another entrance on the human side of the mountain.


    "Wait!"


    I noticed footprints, recent ones in the dirt.


    My eyes narrowed because the footprints were not demons¡ªneither were they monsters or the creatures we had been fighting.


    ''How can this be!? We have been fighting the monsters¡ªnobody could be ahead of us?''


    "Lord..."


    Meru stepped forward with another Hare with long, curled black hair and gentle eyes, holding a bottle that seemed to have been crushed or smashed.


    "What''s the matter, Meru?"


    "Anya found a few of these bottles along the way but was hesitant to mention them due to how excited we were due to the battles."


    He held the crystalline bottles and sniffed them.


    A scent of lavender, silver leaf and camomile danced into his nostrils, causing him to feel peace and pacification, no longer wishing for conflict and only sleep.


    "Hah!? What just happened."


    He looked down as all the Royal Guard were blushing, and his hands were caressing Meru and Anya''s chests. The ample and squishy mountains of Anya were bountiful and warm, while Meru''s gentle hills were quite lovely, the small peaks exerting their presence on his fingers.


    "Lord..."


    "My King... Anya is ready to mate if you order it..."


    The two seemed to be embarrassed with red faces before Lancelot realised something. Most of the creatures they thought were in pairs of male and female!


    ''Damn... they used a love potion to make the creatures ignore them!?''


    Lancelot''s carefree demeanour faded instantly as he stepped back, now constantly emitting his sword aura.


    Flickers of silver and purple light began to flutter around his body with a sharp wind.


    "Everyone on full alert. If you notice anyone else or something strange, let me or Lumiel know immediately."


    He needed to keep his mind focused and agile for anything that might come next since this affected even him as an Incubus.


    The enemy was likely well-versed in demons and monsters.


    "My King?"


    "What is going on?"


    Lumiel asked before she saw the bottle in his hand and could ascertain the scent and usage of the bottle with a single glance, her beautiful eyes shimmering as golden light enveloped all the Royal Guard and Lancelot himself.


    ?Holy Radiance?


    "Your Highness, the effects of their vile aphrodisiac and calming potions will no longer affect our troops. It seems to be a mixture of Avalonian Humans and the eastern ninja from your world."


    "Good work Lumiel..."


    ''It seems that she is quite old... Maybe service as one of the Angelic races wards in the distant past.''


    He knew that some races would serve several Lords in their lifetime because their previous one died naturally or unnaturally.


    The Troops left behind could either become second-class units, or the Lord would stipulate them becoming free upon death.


    ''Eastern ninja... that little idiot better have nothing to do with it.''


    ***


    After that, Lancelot''s group were slower and more thorough, killing the creatures with less sound using their most subtle magic and abilities to approach the wyrm''s nest.


    "By the way, does this dragon have a name?"


    Despite legends and lore about a dragon existing in this place, nobody ever met the thing, and Lancelot wondered what element it might be.


    ''Let''s hope it''s not an acid dragon. That would be annoying for me.''


    "Forgive me, Your Highness, but I do not know."


    "Only that this is like the many mountains in Avalon, home to dark beasts or winged lizards."


    "I see."


    Their group managed to kill another four packs of rampant beasts and insects. The ever-growing Ether stored was enough to improve his forces to another level.


    ''This is strange...''


    ''Did forcing them into their mating cycle out of the correct period weaken them?''


    *Clang!* *Crack*


    The sound of combat from the level below sounded, followed by the growls of a large beast.


    Lumiel was the fastest and had her divine wings extend out as she rushed in, Lancelot not too far behind.


    A wingless Wyrm, a pseudo dragon of earth and fire, roared its hatred as the human knights and strange fox warriors injured it. The thick and long snake-like body thrashed as it unleashed a spray of lava and a torrent of magma breath.


    "Lumiel, Vel, Lusia, don''t move¡ªwe don''t know the situation! Let the human knights fight that false drake!" S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Understood!"


    "Yes, Your Majesty!"


    "Of course."


    The trio stopped in their tracks, but Lancelot extended his arm, and Ether flowed through the ground and sky, connecting to the arcane laws that made this mountain.


    He created countless beautiful phantasmal swords shining purple, formed across the entire battlefield, hidden under the soil, between rocks, above the skies, and hidden by the black smoke from the flames. Lancelot formed more than three dozen.


    After that, his breathing became more erratic, and he felt a tight sensation in his chest.


    "Wow..."


    The trio was amazed at their Lord''s strength, so casually doing what would require several race members to work together to accomplish alone.


    "Just be cautious of the cave ceiling. Don''t destroy the entire area with your battle prowess!"


    ''They are strong enough to deal with these false drakes with minimal damage or casualties... Let''s take it seriously---''


    "Sumika?"


    Lancelot''s eyes changed as he watched a beautiful girl as short as Meru standing with two eastern blades at her waist, her movements flowing like a swan, each action with meaning as she showed a side he hadn''t seen before.


    ''All forces stop!''


    The moment he willed this, they stopped as if frozen before returning to his side to watch the battle just below them with a short leap.


    "Change of tactics and plans. Protect the fox girls and that midget that looks like Meru with two swords."


    Lumiel, Vellan and Lusia looked unpleased while Meru blinked and seemed to enjoy watching the way Sumika fought, bouncing and dancing around like she was half Frost Hare herself.


    ''It seems she was never truly serious in our fights together...''


    "Vellan, Lumiel, use your best spells and blessings. Lusia, make a path through the fire, and the rest will support."


    "Lord..."


    "Will we not interfere directly? Why bother protecting the human girl?"


    Lusia and Lumiel said in annoyance.


    "That isn''t a simple human girl..." Lancelot smiled at his slightly rebellious troops.


    "That is my human girl."


    The next moment, his body sprouted two black and red wings before he leapt into the air and swooped down to support Sumika because the other group were standing in the back, watching her and the fox girls fighting alone.


    ''Ah, you cannot make my little kunoichi fight alone like this.''


    His black horns, curving back and pointing to the sky behind him, tore through the sky as Lancelot held his black greatsword and dropped down rapidly, holding the sword overhead and aiming at the huge earth dragon''s forehead.


    With a loud crackling, the space above the dragon was torn as an ethereal black blade tore through the sky, rending towards it.


    ''These people will likely die, and my fox will cry.''


    The black blade crashed against the drake''s scales, sending cracks across its hide while blood sprayed from the cut on the front of its skull and neck, a black streak across the left eye as it was blinded instantly, yet it could still feel something else.


    A second streak appeared, cutting into its ribs and chest.


    More than twenty sharp purple blades began to impale the drake''s soft stomach, blood and flesh oozing from the deep wounds as Lancelot slammed the side of its head with his right arm, filled with all his power, creating a deep, resounding bang.


    Its last moment of consciousness was to feel pain from its stomach and the feeling of its brain being destroyed.


    An absolute power sliced its body cleanly into seven parts.


    The human knights and fox girls all gaped at the overwhelming, ridiculous display.


    Lancelot landed gently, withdrew his Ether, stepped forward like a tall and handsome dragonkin knight, and held a single hand towards Sumika.


    This was the first time she saw his demonic form that resembled a dragon; her eyes widened as her petite body leapt into his arms and the sweet scent of lavender, vanilla, and jasmine.


    She wrapped her small legs around his waist and felt his warm hand caress her ass before reaching her shoulder blades.


    "Master is here. All is well..."


    The group behind her was staring in surprise and a bit of fear as a Demon Lord and his elite army walked down, making it seem like this would be their end.


    Lancelot had already created countless blades just below their feet in case they attacked.


    "Relax, little fox, don''t worry about me killing you."


    "Lancelot! There is a dragon, and she is really pretty! I want to make her my ally."


    At that moment, the faces of the thirty or so knights soured, and the central figure seemed to be a well-taught, noble child as he stepped forward wearing not armour but expensive robes and clothes.


    "Excuse me, but I believe the dragon was supposed to submit to our nation and become mine. Miss Sumikah."


    The way he pronounced her name was annoying, as Lancelot realised his bad hunch was true...


    They were using her to get to the dragon.


    Lancelot stood tall, far above the noble who was likely their Lord, maybe even a native to Avalon who lived close to Sumika''s territory.


    Yet compared to Lancelot, he lacked manners, excellence, nobility and charm.


    "The drake is mine; since Sumika wants it, she can take it."


    "W-What!? Yo--!" The young noble''s face scrunched up as he stepped forward.


    "I would suggest you leave now before you all die."


    The next moment, his thigh was impaled by a purple blade, causing blood to spurt from the wound.


    "Last warning. Leave now."

 Chapter 99 - 30: The Drake Awakens

    When the blade tore the noble''s thigh, his guards all began to step forward. The knights filled with anger before dozens of blades tore through their bodies.


    "S-sumika please call of-."


    *Crack*


    The sound of bone snapping was heard. The noble screamed out before the next few sounds echoed as bones were crushed.


    "Master!"


    "Wah, his knee is gone."


    Sumika, who was used to the same type of injuries, did not even wince¡ªinstead looked at the way Lancelot performed her grandfather''s disarming strike with starry eyes, wanting to fight him again for real.


    "Arghhh!? My leg!!!! HELP!!!"


    The Knights and Royal Guards had no choice but to wait. Their master was now on the floor bleeding, with a hole in his knee and thigh, yet the one they were planning to kill likely had a relationship with this terrifying demon and his forces, and they could see how much this man cared for the girl.


    Lancelot ignored them and kissed Sumika''s forehead.


    "Be sure not to play too much, Sumika. You knew they planned to use you, right? I think that noble even had desires for your body, haha!"


    "Yes, Master~! But why did you laugh?"


    After the kiss, her face turned red. Her body, still held by Lancelot, squirmed happily as her cheeks flushed.


    ''Damn it! How is this midget more beautiful than those mature beauties!''


    "It is nothing; how is your stomach?"


    He wanted to be as discreet as possible, wondering if she was still feeling cramps or discomfort, not wishing her to fight with such distractions as he noticed her units were a group of twenty fox girls with eastern swords, all looking at him and sniffing the air, wary of the man touching their master suddenly.


    ''These units are so cute... Almost as cute as Marimo and the girls!''


    Sumika blushed.


    "My belly is fine! Let us fight more!"


    She hopped off his arms and dashed forward, her tiny hands held up as her beautiful snow-white and dark blue battle outfit fluttered with each jump, and the two long, thin swords shimmered from the moonlight shining down into the cavern.


    "You know a dragon isn''t so easy to defeat, right?" He laughed before looking back at Meru and Lumiel, nodding, "Come, support her troops well."


    "Yes, Lord!"


    "I have been waiting to do more than simply assist!"


    Vellan, Lumiel, Lusia, and the other units moved to aid the injured fox girls; some only suffered slight burns or cuts. Lancelot didn''t want to take risks as he watched Sumika''s inquisitive eyes look over his units.


    "Lancelot... all your units are so sexy and have great bodies... Ah! Except for the small rabbit!"


    ''Hey!''


    "Sumika... Meru is quite adorable, no? She is an excellent Knight and Frost Hare. Don''t mistake her for a rabbit; it''s rude."


    He wanted to scold Sumika but couldn''t help smiling as the girl rubbed Meru''s head with affection while the other was bashful.


    "Ooh... she is a pretty rabbit!"


    ''... Little minx, I know what you''re trying to do!''


    Meru''s smile faded, and her lips turned into a slight frown.


    "That is not right, Your Majesty. Meru is a Frost Hare. We are not rabbits; we have long, sharp ears."


    Sumika tilted her head before a sharp pain shot from her buttocks as Lancelot spanked her for teasing Meru on purpose; the little tiger fangs showing proved that she just wanted to see the Hare get angry.


    "My King, what are we to do about those people?"


    Vellan, with her sexy blue skin and lovely soft hair, pointed to the knights now in a turtle formation to protect their young noble, maybe a prince who knew.


    Thinking about it, Lancelot was a bit rash, and now, because Sumika''s territory was in danger due to his actions, if she returned and he didn''t, it would cause issues. If he lived after suffering, there would be issues...


    ''If I station troops at her base, it might help or convince her to move her summoning tool into my base and become either my ally or like Guinevere, but that would limit her growth...''


    He looked at the noble, but the succubi''s mesmerising ability wasn''t permanent.


    Lancelot moved towards Sumika and leaned close to her ear.


    "Sumika, how powerful is the nation this noble comes from, and what distance from your territory is there?"


    "That... I have met that man a few times. It takes like a day or two to get to me. He is a noble, called Cedric, has a big manor, is very rude and talks like he''s the strongest."


    "So, I am guessing he wants the dragon for fame in his kingdom?"


    "Mmm! That is right. He also told me a few times he wanted me as a concubine... It was annoying."


    "Good job for resisting the temptation and not killing him."


    "Hehe~ my husband is decided."


    "Oh really? Congratulations."


    "Hmmph!"


    Once the small chat was over, he thought that even if they went to fight the dragon, the kingdom would likely not investigate instantly...


    He could craft a transport if they became allies or more.


    ''As long as she is safe, we no longer need these people. They give Ether, after all.''


    Lancelot stepped forward, but the moment he was about to attack the knights, the entire cavern rumbled as a dragon roar was sounded from below; the roof and debris began to fall as cracks formed along the rocks and dirt, shaking and spreading out, making everyone fear the cave was about to collapse.


    He looked at the noble, swiping his arm as the wounds healed instantly, "We need to work together to slay or tame the dragon; let''s form a temporary truce."


    ''Idiots, show me the tools you brought, then I can kill you.''


    "!!!"


    The group moved as fast as possible, avoiding the debris while heading down another flight of crude stairs leading underground, where they would face their final foe.


    ***


    The staircase led downward to another cavern that seemed to have been naturally made, a wide expanse of soil with many cracks and marks left by claws.


    On the floor were several skulls and bones, yet it was empty except for the far side, where the golden, earthen scales shone under the flickering torchlight, and a large lizard-like creature slept in a nest of wood, fur, and leather.


    Lancelot couldn''t feel anything strange with the way it breathed. It was merely a massive lizard-type pseudo-dragon with thick limbs and wings. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The Knights were excited, thinking their luck was quite good since this wasn''t an acid dragon but a black dragon and was only in the young adult form.


    ''Strange... this isn''t a false drake, but a true dragon... A female.''


    ''Hmmm, how do I know it''s female from the scent?''


    He watched as the knights began to set up their special item; it seemed their greed surpassed the fear of him attacking.


    Yet he felt a strange feeling tickling his mind and chest, unable to focus on what it was; curious, he didn''t rush into battle or send his troops and waited as the knights set up several steel-chained ballistic.


    "What the hell are those things..."


    "Those are magical devices used to bind the creatures of Avalon, Your Majesty. If I''m not mistaken, those chains and ropes will keep the dragon docile and force her to submit. If we are lucky."


    "I see... is that so..."


    Lancelot looked back and forth at the sleeping dragon, which seemed to sense something and stirred, awakening from her sleep. Her body shook, causing a heat and cold wave, and the ground cracked and split from the mana surge.


    She stretched and yawned, her deep, soft, melodious voice echoing across the cavern, creating an earth-shattering roar that would terrify any human or knight, making him realise she was acting.


    Her eyes narrowed as a pair of slit, crimson-red eyes shimmered brightly and seemed to pierce into Lancelot''s heart and body.


    "How nostalgic... The first time I meet another in a few millennia, you''re using a humanoid form..."


    "Do we know each other?"


    "My King, who are you talking to, and in such a primitive language..." Lumiel looked at him with curious eyes.


    He didn''t know that the words he heard so clearly were just grunts and groans from the others, while he was almost the same when responding to her...


    ''Is it related to that damn blood-''


    The moment a knight fired one of the chained bolts, Lancelot''s sword sliced off his head; as the bolt penetrated the female dragon''s wing, she gave out a painful cry, howling before the bolt was flung out with her flapping wings.


    He felt a strange anger.


    "Eh?"


    "My Lord?"


    "Lancelot?"


    Everyone was shocked, as Lancelot himself was equally shocked, but hearing the painful cry of that female dragon made him feel a fit of anger that turned his mind red, and he killed the knight suddenly.


    ''Was that magic!? Is she already enchanting me!? Impossible!''


    The knights were about to turn on him when the female dragon opened her maw and roared at him, speaking a foreign and ancient tongue.


    "I like your boldness, young emperor."


    She smiled and nodded with an amused grin, showing off her rows of teeth as a black flame billowed from her lips, adding a strange allure to her dangerous figure.


    "Waaa, look at her cool black flames!" Sumika yelled, looking back at Lancelot with shining eyes.


    "Mm. What does it matter? You don''t belong to their human nation. It is too much of a waste. Be mine and make our young. We could easily destroy their entire human race, and then we will have this mountain all to ourselves."


    ''Damn, my brain is getting a little hot. Why does that sound so reasonable? Is this dragon coming on to me? I might consider it if she was in human form. Like other dragons, can she become a small woman with big assets...''


    "Hmmmm?"


    The dragon noticed the women around him before her nostrils flared with smoke, snorting as if she were above them.


    ''Is this why Morgana didn''t stop me when it was so dangerous...''


    Lancelot began to think that his bloodline was part Black Dragon Emperor...


    Even if demonic, that was nothing for a true dragon''s rare chance to meet the opposite sex of the same flight.


    As the pair watched each other, the knights began to shoot their weapons rapidly while half held their shields and swords pointed towards Lancelot.


    It seemed he needed to make a choice.

 Chapter 100 - 31: Thank You.

    The arrows aimed at the dragon were fine because she could block them with her scales or use her fire breath to stop them easily, and as he watched, she began to do so. Her throat bulged out as smoke blew out of her nose as she was creating a black fireball.


    However, the ones aimed at himself and Sumika were not.


    Lancelot grasped his sword before twisting around.


    "Aria, Nel, use your shadow flames to burn down the arrows. Lumiel, Meru, Vellan, we''re killing all the humans."


    In a split second, the bodies of all fifteen Royal Guards became fierce as they were given his order and attacked the humans without mercy.


    When the knights reacted with their swords, the demon''s sharp spears shot towards their vital spots, chanting dark magic as they fought.


    Lumiel and her angels were no different, grasping swords of divine light. The blades were magical but sharp nonetheless¡ªa thin blade perfectly designed to pierce the throat of weaker chainmail or leather armour.


    The Knights tried to raise their shield to avoid the holy blades and dark magic.


    Still, despite their efforts, they were knocked down¡ªa devastating impact caused by several Hare''s brutal leaping stomps, the muscular thighs and calves crunching the steel¡ªwarping it around the poor men''s arms as they screamed in agony.


    The first clash was violent, with more than five knights being killed, draining a hefty amount of the human''s stamina and power to resist the onslaught.


    "Sword."


    Lancelot''s gentle whisper caused terror for the noble, who still writhed in pain from the first blade despite it being healed.


    He stepped forward before five purple blades, thick and filled with Ether, and all swords penetrated the noble''s limbs despite his efforts to activate an arcane spell¡ªa thin arrow created from pure magic shot from the fingertip of the noble towards Lancelot.


    Yet he merely tilted his head to avoid the last ditch effort of the human failing without even scratching his cheek¡ªa beautiful set of black dragon scales covering Lancelot''s cheek and neck. Aesthetically pleasing and serving their task of protection well.


    "Noble, you made several mistakes today, in the past, but worry not. I can promise you will make none in the future."


    Lancelot''s voice was calm, commanding and filled with a confident tone, causing the trembling noble, while his whimpers of pain echoed, cries for someone to save him continued.


    "Please... My father is the baron of Svela¡ªwe can compensate you! A demon and a human Lord must be enemies. I can help you crush her terri-"


    A swift swipe of Lancelot''s Dragonslaying sword tore through the air¡ªa clean and deadly cut that sliced off the noble''s lower jaw.


    "Ggrwagh!?"


    "Master!"


    "Lord Svela!?"


    ''Hmmm, so this idiot is called Svela... A name that seems familiar.''


    Lancelot frowned because the humans didn''t bring any special weaponry apart from the bows and crossbows, with a minor dragon-slaying enchantment.


    "This garbage is enough to kill a wyvern at best!?" Lancelot exclaimed, seeing the information with his divine eye.


    The fight was over as the female dragon''s body hovered above them.


    Sprouting a pair of beautifully scaled black wings from her back, she flew above the human knights¡ªarms outstretched like preparing to dance as her lips curved into a smile with an arrogant face.


    "Lumiel, all of you pull back this instant!"


    Lancelot looked at the dragoness with a sharp eye, her soft lips pressing together before she seemed to emit, but a torrent of black flames poured down like she was vomiting, flaming death upon the human knights.


    "Gyhaaaah!?"


    "Help!!!!"


    "Mmaagh....!"


    Their bodies fled only to be melted down to the ground along with their steel armour that began to warp, cursing them to endure a hot, painful death inside the one thing that should have protected them.


    "Oh!?"


    "They smell like bacon... It''s a little nasty, though." Sumika whispered as she looked away from the flames, seeming that even this girl was affected by the men burned alive.


    A scream of silence filled the cavern for a moment.


    Lancelot''s back began to itch before growing two pairs of wings, one blood red and the other like the female dragons.


    He had no intention to believe her words at face value.


    Thanks to the efficient Royal Guard, he didn''t spend much Ether to wipe out the guards. Even the dragoness dealt with most of them, which meant Sumika technically didn''t kill that stupid noble.


    He felt the warmth of the molten rocks and lava below as his wings fluttered and sent him flinging into the sky to confront the female dragon.


    A new ally might be worthwhile, but trust and belief were difficult to gain.


    "Lumiel, should she attack me, only use ranged attacks and keep safe. The moment she transforms into her dragon form. Penetrate her like a pig for slaughter." His voice transmitted to her as they watched him approaching the smug female.


    "Oh my, Did the young emperor like what he saw?"


    "How? Will you accept my offer?"


    She hovered quietly after speaking, the alluring and elegant voice echoing several times while her black wings slowly fluttered, keeping her close to him.


    Lancelot lowered his sword and decided to at least try reasoning with her.


    However, the divine eye that analysed her strength showed that even if he went in with his full power using his Dominus and tried to awaken his dragon blood, he may win those below apart from Lumiel would die for sure.


    "The offer to become yours? Sorry, but I prefer to be the one on top." S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot felt no aggression or desire to fight her.


    No, there was aggression, but it wasn''t the type to fight with swords and magic¡ªit was the fight between a male and female.


    "Oh my, such a young and virile male... However, young Emperor."


    "Do you think those below you would survive if you tried resisting me?"


    ''...''


    ''Velan, Lusia.''


    His mind reached out to the ones who had a link to him¡ªsadly, Nuriel and Morgana were not here as they could make tactics in complete secret.


    Only the Heroes could speak with him right now.


    ''Make sure you protect Sumika no matter what happens if a fight breaks out¡ªflee back to our territory and relay this message to Lumiel.''


    Lancelot''s hand holding the Greatsword of Dragon Slaying tightened. He watched the beautiful woman''s neck tilted, letting her black hair dangle down to reveal her bare chest covered in shimmering scales covering her sides and hips.


    "Are you done talking with your allies?"


    Her voice was soft, but it revealed her intelligence was beyond that of a monster¡ªrather, Lancelot felt she could most likely be a Lord herself!


    "What are your terms for a deal?" Lancelot asked, his mind racing to make a plan to stop this woman from killing those below should her mind flip and choose to use force rather than diplomacy.


    "Fufu~ well then... I want you to help me make a new Dragonflight. One that will be loyal to their mother, a great force of female black dragons born from an emperor''s blood."


    "No female dragon... Nay! No female should ever wish to decline this chance!"


    As the woman spoke, she began to touch her body, the long black horns on her head shimmering as her fingers slipped along her smooth, silky scales towards her already moist roost oozing for his flame of life.


    She quivered and cackled to herself while twirling in the air, but those golden eyes always watched his body from head to toe.


    They never stopped observing him like she was constantly evaluating him.


    ''Tsk...''


    Lancelot''s eyes narrowed, feeling pressure as cold sweat dripped down his back.


    He was attracted to this woman but would not allow it to be on her terms. It was like a strange pride formed deep inside.


    Whether it was due to the dragon emperor''s lineage inside or his pride as a man, this woman and her clear threat made him angry.


    "I see..."


    Closing his eyes, Lancelot began to think, to remember.


    ''Who am I?''


    An image of a weak human with low strength fighting among those worshipped as heroes and champions using his to survive desperately using only his sword and speed.


    A clear feeling filled his chest.


    ''I am no longer that weak man. I have both strength and the same calibre to be one of those worshipped!''


    ''So why am I waiting here on the assumption I would lose?''


    "Hahahaha! Thank you. Please, can you tell me your name? I don''t think I caught it."


    Lancelot''s body seemed relaxed, and the dragoness picked up on the lack of aggression, and his pheromones were not those of a dragon wishing to fight.


    Thus, she let down her guard.


    "Tyr(Tear), Daughter of Bahamut."


    ''Vellan, Lusia.''


    {Master?}


    ''Forget my orders. The moment a fight breaks out. I want you all to use your Domina and have Lumina and her angels blow everything while Meru takes Sumika to Camelot with the Frost Hares, who cannot fight the dragon in this terrain.''


    {Hmmmm?}


    His eyes were closed while he felt the movement of Lusia whispering to Lumiel as his troops'' fighting spirit soared, something only a Lord could feel.


    Their morale and desire to fight were maximum.


    Lancelot''s beautiful eyes opened slowly, a golden eye filled with divinity and the power to see through all magic and his other, a demonic silver, peering at the beautiful woman before him with flowing raven locks and a voluptuous figure.


    ''If she survives, I''ll let her live if she submits to me.''


    "I thank you, Daughter of Bahamut, Tyr."


    Her eyes flickered, wondering what he meant, tilting her head with a confused look.


    "Thank you for reminding me of who I am."


    With his left hand across his abdomen and his right hand holding his sword towards the sky, he gave a gentle bow.


    "I am Lancelot of the Endless Waltz and Lord of Camelot."


    Tyr didn''t understand what happened because his voice was so gentle and calm.


    Yet the moment she blinked, countless purple blades surrounded her body, and Lancelot had vanished... His body suddenly was only a few yards away as his sharp, black blade was thrust towards her heart!


    ?Blade Dance?


    Lancelot chanted two words with a slight whisper, and his body vanished from sight.

 Chapter 101 - 32: Wont Submit

    Crimson blood rained from the sky, and beautiful black dragon scales shimmered in the purple light flickering from Lancelot''s blade. He danced through the skies, each slash cleaving through the air with a ferocious cry before tearing the female dragon''s huge body and meaty flesh.


    "Little Emperor!" Her voice growled as she swiped downwards, trying to stop his attack with a powerful blow, causing the wind to swirl around her huge claws.


    With a rapid turn, Lancelot''s chest barely dodged the deadly attack, four thin cuts spreading across his chest as blood oozed from the broken scales.


    Lancelot didn''t feel pain as his palm released his blade, pushing forward as four purple phantasmal blades blasted towards her.


    "Old woman!" He snarled, causing the female to become enraged. Lancelot smirked as his attempt to anger her succeeded.


    They formed with a beautiful dark Ether shimmering before ripping apart the fierce winds caused by her erratic clawing and penetrating the female dragon''s chest, causing her to flap both wings vigorously to gain distance and height.


    "Don''t get cocky! Whelp!" Tyr bellowed from her maw as flames bathed Lancelot''s figure in the sky, his confident smile causing her to react more extremely with a brutal twirl. Her long, armoured tail smashed into his flank, a loud clang resounding before a hail of golden lances hit her body.


    Lancelot held his black sword along his body, placing his left palm along the flat of his blade to endure the brutal lashing of her tail, causing his body to shake, blood seeping from his lips as the shockwave from her blow caused his organs to shift violently.


    "Ugh..."


    The next moment, as his eyes fluttered open, trying to shrug off the damage, he saw the sky brightened as Lumiel lunged forward, and she and the other angels launched brutal spears of light towards Tyr.


    *Da-Dang*


    As if a huge bolt from a ballista crashed into her scales, loud bangs and sizzling followed, knocking the dragon''s body back, rolling in the sky as she seemed to droop down, but Lancelot saw her throat bulging as flames leaked from her lips.


    "Lumiel, avoid her flames!"


    Lancelot called out in alarm as he flicked his finger.


    A single line of Ether blasted forwards, instantly blocking the air between Tyr and Lumiel¡ªhis wings swung back, catapulting his body towards the gap, grasping his sword tight as a crimson flame billowed around his dragon-slaying sword as he swung it horizontally into her oncoming fire breath.


    The Ether coating the dragon slayer blade spread in a sphere, wrapping the incoming flames in a net that seemed to condense them further and further, forcing them into a singular point that became visible.


    An eerie red flame orb hovered within Lancelot''s grasp, and without any hesitation, he blasted it towards Tyr''s weakened body as her body hung in the air.


    "Too na?ve, boy!" Tyr bellowed as she twirled her body with a barrel roll, but Lancelot clenched his fist when the flames were just above her body.


    "Woman, you are too confident." The ball of Ether created from their flames transformed into a rain of crimson blades that hailed down on the dragon like a heavy downpour of death, ripping and slicing her wings.


    "You''re the same," Lancelot snorted coldly as his blade tore apart her hide and scales. "To think I was so nervous fighting a dragon¡ªyou are a beast!"


    Tyr''s head twitched slightly at his comment, and her expression was unfathomable.


    *Snort*


    But after a few moments of silence, Lancelot''s eyes opened wide as an ear-piercing screech rang out, and the sky lit up.


    "Did you think I would die from a few mere flesh wounds!? To a feeble, Young Lord!" Tyr screamed with blood pouring down her beautiful yet sightly burnt scales with heavy breaths. Flames began to radiate from her entire body¡ªLancelot felt like the entire area was devoid of Ether, like she was sucking it all towards her!


    A huge ball of black fire was already spinning rapidly inside her wide-opened maw. Lancelot was not immortal, and the constant intense fighting made him feel fatigued as he missed this attack.


    Seeing dozens of flames fluttering around her body, he pulled all the Ether he could to create dozens of floating purple blades, but he could only block one attack.


    The fireball... aimed at him.


    or


    The countless flaming lances aimed towards his troops.


    Holding his blade tighter, he bit his lips to remove the pain of overdrawing more Ether¡ªhe could survive. There was still his Dominus and complete transformation, but the troops here would die if hit by either attack.


    "Sword!"


    *Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba*


    One by one, purple swords of pristine shimmering light began to fill the sky around his body, blocking all sight of his troops, a sweet taste of iron and copper filling his mouth while a stream of blood oozed from Lancelot''s nose.


    One dozen.


    Two dozen...


    Over fifty Phantasmal blades covered the skies as he stood in the centre, pointing his black sword towards Tyr''s heart.


    "Come at me, Dragon."


    Tyr''s head snapped back, her neck coiling as she released the flame from her mouth, or should have done...


    *Ga-Dan!*


    Six powerful feet all dropped from high above, black and white fluff colliding with the dragon''s nose, cracking her nose and pristine scales as the Frost Hares dropped from way above the sky, causing the dragon''s body to drop rapidly suddenly.


    The black flames erupted inside her mouth as Tyr''s golden eyes widened, unable to scream due to the force of each Hare stomping down on her snout, closing her maw tight before she smashed into the ground, smoke and blood pouring from her lips, as the flame lances were fired off randomly towards Lancelot.


    He was smiling as he pointed his sword, her black flaming lances shooting around the cave, randomly destroying the walls and floor, while his purple blades all shot down, piercing her flesh, tearing her scales and pinning Tyr to the ground as the Frost Hares stomped once more, cracking her nose completely before they leapt backwards, grabbed by the angels and dragged to safety despite trying to keep fighting even more all of them like feral beasts wanting more dragon blood.


    The hail of golden and crimson swords rushed forward, piercing her large body and locking her limbs onto the ground.


    "It''s my win." He said coldly, hovering a few inches from her face before pointing his sword straight at her chest. "Submit to me¡ªI won''t carve out your heart."


    Tyr was silent as the surrounding battlefield died, and everyone began to check their injuries and numbers.


    *Cough*


    *Cough*


    Blood began to dribble out the sides of her maw, staining her blood-drenched scales a deep crimson as her eyelids flickered, looking up towards him, "Boy... you''re stronger than I expected..." She laughed dryly, "Hmph..." Slowly, her huge body began to shrink, revealing a naked woman again, but it was different this time.


    She was only as tall as Meru, with long black hair wrapped around her naked body, hiding her ample cleavage as a hand wiped away the blood on her face. Her golden eyes were staring at him with an intensity different from the look she gave before.


    "Then why don''t you come and have fun with the Queen of the Dragons?" She asked teasingly, a devilish smile forming as Lancelot stared back, confused.


    "Are you surrendering?"


    "So na?ve, I''ve not lost. It''s only because these fleabags attacked me while you were arrogant and giving a victory speech. Don''t tell me you never considered taking me for your mate and using my body for your pleasure. Or the Queen''s desire?" sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why should I want you for a mate?"


    Lancelot''s eyebrows knitted tightly.


    "Well, you can use my strength if you do take me. Do you want to know how powerful the Dragon race is?" Tyr stepped forward, trying to look seductive, before Meru''s long leg tripped her, causing the small dragon to fall, rolling forward as her buttocks and black tail hung in the air as she lay ass up.


    "Eh... the so-called dragons don''t even have pubic hair... haha." Lancelot mocked her, as her body was covered in thin, black scales that covered her sides and around her most private laces¡ªdespite looking imposing.


    It was bravado.


    Lancelot moved forward, his foot pressing down on her private spot, as the scales and her fleshy mound squished under his foot, causing Tyr to moan and wince in slight discomfort before Meru and the others all kicked her face.


    The blow knocked the little dragon''s consciousness away before he waved his hands and threw her unconscious body towards the Frost Hares.


    "Bind her¡ªmake sure it''s tight and gag her mouth. Let''s make this stupid dragon more obedient back home."


    Tyr was captured.


    ''Thank god she wasn''t an ancient dragon¡ªotherwise, we might have been in a worse stage now...''


    Lancelot was about to fall backwards when two pairs of arms held him up; the succubi had been helping him maintain his Ether levels all this time as Vellan and Lusia kissed him deeply to restore him to normal.


    "Mmm~"


    *Slide*


    Lancelot could feel their tongues moving and entwining inside his mouth, passing him energy and fluids that his body greedily sucked up. As his senses returned, he noticed an odd smell, but as he pushed his tongue forward, he felt a cold liquid drip along his chin.


    ''Huh? It smells sweet... almost like...''


    "Enough. That''s enough; get off him, you sluts. Look, you even broke one of my wings. Let''s heal ourselves first, and then you can suck us dry later." Lumiel grabbed the two Succubi, dragging them aside while pouting.


    ''Ah... it is like honey,'' Lancelot mused.


    But, after drinking the remaining juices, his strength and body felt a bit better. The blood stopped dripping, and he could walk normally without the pain from his wounds. He quickly removed his blade, looking around at his allies and soldiers.

 Chapter 102 - 33: Sumikas Village

    When Lancelot was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and realised that he couldn''t just leave because now Sumika''s territory would be in danger. Rather, why the hell was she leaving with him?


    "Sumika, why are you following my troops as if it''s a given?"


    "Eh? That base will call the humans; they already hate me."


    Lancelot looked at her, wondering why, "Why is that?"


    "Ah... Well, I beat them up and stole their things."


    ''Are you a bandit!?''


    That is what he would like to shout back. He couldn''t believe this small girl was like a bandit, but that''s exactly how she should be in Avalon! Good girl!


    "Hmmm... How many of them are people from our world, do you know?" With beaming eyes, Lancelot asked as Sumika hid behind her hands, probably expecting him to scold her.


    But Lancelot now realised that the original Sumika probably died in this cave at the hands of either Tyr or the humans. He couldn''t stop it in his past life, but this girl seemed to have connections to him; thus, whether he helped her now was important.


    ''Let her go to my base and transfer her Lord item and have her become my consort, but since she cannot defend this territory, how about letting her defend Camelot but leave the rest to Morgana and myself... Guinevere needs help soon, too. So, wouldn''t it be great if I farm the humans here for experience?


    He could teleport between the villages if they were his, building a simple portal wouldn''t be hard, and Tyr''s fat dragon ass could collapse the tunnel to stop anyone from sneaking through again...


    It seemed like the best way to use both sides to his advantage.


    ''What a cute, innocent expression on her face! Well, I should first make her swear loyalty... No, I don''t want to do that anymore, although it made Guinevere stronger... I want to make Sumika smile, so let''s take her as my lover. I know she likes me, and there''s no way I''d bathe naked with her if it weren''t mutual.'' Lancelot, after thinking deeply, had decided to do that.


    ''It might not be an undying love on my part, but I don''t want her to die and wish she would stay beside me until the end... For me, that is enough for now. I will protect Sumika and her troops, not as a vassal but as my future wife.''


    Lancelot stopped moving; his hands stroked the soft cheeks of Sumika, who was happy to feel the touch of the boy she liked, her rosy cheeks causing her kitsune troops to giggle at her before scurrying away.


    "There are only strange humans who live here... I think there is one Lord from school close by; she is that nice girl with the fairy queen, but all the men and Lords keep trying to court her, and she comes to me for snacks and to complain! Oh... she always asks about you too, so annoying!"


    Sumika''s jealous and pouting face was adorable, as Lancelot couldn''t resist...


    Pinched her cheeks, "Ah, how can you be so cute..."


    ''Why am I saying this? Oh well.'' Lancelot couldn''t understand how his feelings could change so much, but his past self wasn''t him, and while he might not fully agree, he understood what he had been thinking.


    Maybe part of accepting his new self, sometimes letting his true feelings out, was bad.


    "Sumika... is no longer being visited by the red moon...." The kunoichi blushed as his hands toyed with her cheeks, her almond eyes sparkling as she looked into his, biting her lips as she felt her heart start to beat rapidly, something she had been trained to control for all her life yet it wouldn''t listen whenever looking at Lancelot, especially his face.


    She wondered what those lips tasted like and wished Lancelot would kiss her.


    ''That''s so sweet! This feeling, is it happiness and love?'' She wanted Lancelot and to never let him go, even though she had no idea about anything beyond that, nor was her understanding of emotions developed enough to realise her feelings fully.


    However, Lancelot, who understood her reaction, kissed her forehead as Sumika closed her eyes, and his scent overwhelmed her, the desire to be even closer to him increasing tenfold, her heart fluttering in her chest like a bird, her breath stopping as the kiss lasted only a few seconds.


    "Sumika... I can''t guarantee I will love you the same way you love me. However, if you agree, you can join me. We''ll take this village together. Would that be okay? Even though you might serve me as my consort, will you accept me?"


    She had no idea, not caring about the Lordship from the start, only her cute friends who played with her in the forest... "Will the girls..."


    "His fingertip pushed against her soft lips, his golden eye shimmering like a divine being. "Your cute friends will still be yours, but I will make them safe, being summoned inside my castle, okay?"


    "!!!!" Sumika''s eyes became wet, and as she hugged Lancelot tight, she saw many of her friends dying... She was notShe was unable to cry about it at home as her family were strict and did not want to bother Lancelot... She couldn''t speak well as he held her tightly, almost crushing her in his strong embrace.


    "You didn''t want them to get hurt. That''s why you didn''t try to fight the humans seriously. Otherwise, those dogs would be dead." Lancelot felt her affection for her troops made her greater than most other Lords.


    He could feel the affection and love each Kitsune had towards her and thus didn''t plan to take them away from her. Instead, he would strengthen them like the Frost Hares and use his blood without Morgana this time.


    ''So you no longer have to cry like a baby...''


    The thought of Sumika crying and hiding it was too sad...


    ''I need to be more honest with my desires, right?''


    Sumika smiled and nodded. She wasn''t afraid of losing the base; she was more concerned about the people, not the resources or materials...


    Her care and consideration for everyone was far higher than his, even if his mind and abilities allowed him to grasp the bigger picture better, or rather, the path to reach the biggest possible picture, where everyone was smiling and could have fun.


    "Will you make them happy?


    "I will! Let me have your village, and I will make them strong enough to fight and never die, Sumika..."


    "Let''s go, Lancelot~"


    Her head buried in his chest, listening for his heart to see if he was lying, yet her eyes widened when she realised he meant every word. Looking up, she saw his gentle expression; despite looking more demonic, he was still the charming and kind man she spent most of her time with when not in Avalon.


    "Stupid Lancelot... making me feel so much strangeness."


    Sumika, hugging her knight, finally decided to entrust him with her everything and took the first step as the Lady of her land.


    ''But what do I need to do to protect his territory and not make him do it alone...''


    Lancelot had no idea that while she lost her Lordship, it was the first step to her becoming the strongest strategic Lady in his harem, always thinking about how to protect Camelot, their troops...


    Her home beside him.


    ***


    ''Marimo, Meru, can you do me a favour?''


    {Master!?}


    {Yes Lord?}


    ''Take half our troops, Hares, Half-Elves and Succubi and station them in the village those Fox-Girls came from; take the strongest few of their group and tell them you want to help protect the village Sumika made.''


    {Yes, Master! Marimo will do so now!}


    {My Lord... Should I come back or meet up with Marimo?}


    ''Good, you girls are the best together. After putting Tyr in the Citadel Basement, I want you to lock her in the chains to stop her from transforming or using magic. I plan to reward both of you with whatever you desire when this is finished. Once Tyr is contained, help Marimo.'' sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    {Mashter!!!!}


    {Lord~~ We did it!}


    The pair seemed extremely excited by his words, but Lancelot was just happy to have given them orders, while Sumika nuzzled his chest because of how short she was.


    "Shall we visit your village and start the transfer, princess?"


    Sumika blushed at his playful tone and nodded, his strong arm lifting her with ease, as his demon form was a little taller, so her soft, perky ass could sit on his forearm comfortably while hooking his neck with her arms.


    "Hehe... your arm is so strong."


    "And your butt is soft and squishy."


    "!!!" Sumika turned a deep shade of red, her face looking at the floor while biting her lip as she felt the warmth and pressure of his palm and fingers on her rump, causing her to wiggle uncontrollably.


    "Do you mind if I carry you like this, Sumika?"


    She shook her head, feeling shy but happy.


    "I''m sorry you have to carry me."


    "Don''t worry; I know you hurt your leg earlier; rely on me. I will be your support, aren''t I your Master?"


    She smiled at him, her cheeks red.


    "That''s true... but you''re so nice to me."


    "Shouldn''t I be? You will be my wife one day, aren''t you, Sumika?"


    "Haa! Don''t tease me..." Sumika replied shyly.


    ''Lancelot is really... Too direct! I want to... Hug and kiss him!''


    As they talked, they found a spot to leave the dragon''s cave, leading to a long winding path and at the bottom of the path was a small village with Eastern architecture and a beautiful Lord''s mansion with a hot spring in the back garden...


    ''It''s so fancy. Is this where I will make my stance in the human lands... how grand!''


    The strange thing was the mountain was like a twisted part of Avalon''s space; despite seeming to have only travelled an hour, they were now more than ten thousand miles from Camelot if they were to fly there using their ability.


    The village grew restless when he carried Sumika inside like a princess, her body resting against him.


    "It''s the princess!!"


    "Ah~ the princess is back!"


    "She brought a man!!!"


    "Quick!!! We need to make sure it''s not that damn human!"


    "Ah... handsome and sexy demon!!"


    ''Her troops are lively...''


    They quickly surrounded the duo, staring at them intently before letting out a loud cheer at his presence, not understanding his identity, only seeing the Princess, who looked embarrassed but happy after bringing a male companion, so he must have been okay.


    "Miyako! No snacks for you!" Sumika pouted before wiggling off Lancelot''s arm and began to "Scold" the fox girls, but they all seemed to be playing together in Lancelot''s eyes.


    "I can''t believe our new Lord will be this hot guy! Oh well, a good-looking lord is good-looking. The PrPrincessas a fine man; I''m jealous! He will care for us and won''t die like that fat fool."


    Lancelot''s vision became hazy when a bunch of Foxes hugged him while another began to pet his horns.


    "You look strong."


    They were like fox girl copies of Sumika, even more energetic and clingy than his wives, except they didn''t know what boundaries meant, and their clothes were more revealing.


    "Whoa, your buns are so tight; your hands are so cold yet nice."


    "No wonder the princess liked him; you are pretty!"


    "What is that hard thing? It''s huge!"


    ''Is the fox tribe this promiscuous!?'' Lancelot felt his lower and upper horns being rubbed while several hands groped him.


    "Sumika, save me!"


    Sumika laughed before using her body to shield Lancelot, pushing the fox girls away while pulling him down.


    "Master! It''s not what it seems!!" She cried, blushing madly while clinging to his back, hiding her embarrassment.


    ''Saved.''


    "Master!? Hahaha, our Princess likes you a lot."


    "Kitsune girls, I''ll reward you with plenty of sweets, so leave us alone... unless you don''t mind getting eaten?" Lancelot winked playfully at the cute Kitsune girls, whose tails became straight like needles and puffed up, making his teasing work, and they ran away.


    "Why is my heart beating so fast? Why was I so nervous..." Sumika asked Lancelot while hugging his arm and burying her face in his armpit.


    Lancelot smiled, looking down, and stroked her head.


    "You are cute. That''s why."


    "Let''s settle the village and see who wants to stay with me and who will leave for Camelot."

 Chapter 103 - 34: A Village Reborn.

    Lancelot was currently using his resources to modify and improve the village of Sumika, sometimes using his own body to remove debris with his shirt and armour off¡ªhe was showing his muscles to impress the fox girls as they seemed to like attractive men.


    Instead of the wooden walls, he replaced them all with stone but kept the slight Eastern touch of the outer wall and built a second inner wall that protected the important village objects.


    ''Let''s have Sumika send her summoning platform to my base and replace it with a new one here... I think a visit to the black market is in order when we return.''


    In the background, Sumika and many of her kitsune kunoichi were watching as Lancelot was fixing the village all on his own. He insisted on keeping the village in a style they could call home. Thus, three kitsune were standing around him with clipboards.


    They were the more intelligent girls with less fighting prowess than Izuna, Nami and Yomi.


    Izuna was a pure orange-furred kitsune with cute green eyes, fluffy ginger hair, and a tail with a white tip, and they enjoyed blacksmithing.


    Nami was a more sensual fox with larger breasts than all the others and a plump figure. She was a kitsune that enjoyed cooking and making the meals for the girls with golden blonde fur and silver eyes¡ªshe stuck close to Lancelot as if her hands were measuring his muscles and other things.


    A whisper sounded in his ear, "Let''s enjoy each other''s company tonight for a nice drink~ Fufu, I''ll show you the wonders of a kistune kunoichi."


    Nami''s blonde tails swayed as she rubbed Lancelot''s buttocks with a wink before the last fox kicked her away into the dirt.


    "Don''t seduce our new master with your slutty body¡ªgo find a man your age!" Yomi, with black fur, pulled out her small tongue.


    Yomi was shorter than the other girls, but she was cute with very pretty features and a small face that could beat any of the girls Lancelot knew.


    ''Although she''s flat-chested, the girl has a strange sex appeal..''


    Her long black hair cut with a box fringe and hime bangs reminded him of a certain eastern princess known for her blade skills...


    Another who was unlike Sumika but came from a long line of Samurai...


    ''But she''s a third year and will probably be hard to bring to my side...''


    Lancelot smiled at the girls, asking where they would prefer their buildings to be and what kind they liked from his Lord panel.


    It was surprising, but they didn''t mind the black citadel look.


    Instead, they seemed happy when he said the eastern look was beautiful and made him feel at ease, noticing their little tails swaying with delight.


    ''It seems they are proud of this little village, so let''s not abandon it as planned... Let''s make it my foothold into the human realm.''


    He originally thought it might be best to find a deeper territory to make his base in the human kingdom; a big candidate was his former cliffside territory from his last life. S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However, seeing their faces, he decided to change his thinking.


    ''If I am too caught up in the past, I will miss what the future and this new path offer me. Let''s try to save the people who died horrible deaths, but for land and equipment...''


    ''I will keep an open mind.''


    ***


    "Hey, Sumi~ is he your husband?" A brunette fox asked, her brown eyes watching Lancelot with a hungry gaze.


    "Mmm~ he''s my master but treats me like a wife!" Sumika said proudly before tapping the noise of the brunette. "Don''t lust for him or force him. If he wants you, you will be in his bed and crying in pleasure before you know it."


    "Eh!? Is he that good?" Another fox leaned her soft chin on Sumika''s shoulder as they watched their dingy wooden wall suddenly grow to a five-metre tall wall made of beautiful red and white stones, keeping the eastern look of their village...


    "Ah!? Look at the gate and towers!" A fox cried with a soft voice.


    On the village''s front gate was a beautiful stone statue on either side of two kitsune maidens who seemed to be wearing a shrine maiden outfit and carried a long naginata like an eastern glaive used mainly by females.


    Then, on the towers of each side of the wall was a lovely image of several foxes along the stone walls.


    "Eh... isn''t that Mistress!? Ah! That is Yomi!"


    "Where?! Oh! It''s me!!"


    Lancelot had taken all the kitsune warriors here and made them into sculptures using one of the most resilient and hard stones he could choose so they would never weather or be damaged by anyone below the highest grade.


    He even paid extra coins for an automatic wall repair function but would take the stone.


    "Sumika... Your master is kind. In our world, when a new lord takes over, they normally destroy everything, and some even kill the maids and servants that followed the previous lord too." A white-haired fox with red eyes whispered, her eyes never leaving the sight of Lancelot.


    "I will stay here and help him keep this village safe." She continued.


    Sumika turned around and looked surprised before biting her lips and nodding, "If Konoha says so... but what if I need you to fight?"


    "Silly Master, I can be summoned anywhere you are instantly. I want to ensure the man you love is worthy of your affection. Please allow me to stay, Sumika."


    Her eyes turned back to Lancelot, carrying Yomi and Nami using his biceps as they chirped happily at their images on the walls and buildings.


    "Mmm..." Sumika sounded a little worried.


    ''If I leave you here, he will have you in his bed in a week...''


    ***


    Lancelot spent around four hours completely remodelling and upgrading the village as a huge group of people finally emerged from the mountain.


    A group of one hundred Frost Hares, fifty succubi, ten angels and Marimo, who was leading them and looked extremely beautiful in her new armour.


    "Marimo..."


    He could only say her name as her beautiful black hair was tied in a side-sweep braid while the rest was messy and wild but suited her gentle and calm face too much¡ªhe felt his heart throbbing as she approached him.


    However, the graceful figure was ruined by her dragging a woman tied in thick ropes and half naked being dragged through the mud with her mouth gagged with her own black scaled tail...


    ''Marimo, you are quite cruel to other women...'' Lancelot thought but still found it slightly sexy.


    He walked forward and quickly caught up to her, embracing her tightly before lifting her into his arms and spinning her in a circle a few times before holding her so that her body was leaning back and they were face to face.


    "My beautiful Marimo," Lancelot said while looking directly at Marimo, making the beauty in his arms bashful. At the same time, the people behind them, staring in shock, turned their gazes away in embarrassment.


    "M-master... the people are watching."


    Lancelot leaned close to her soft rabbit ears, kissing her once before speaking, "Who cares? You will be mine in the end." The fluffy ears on her head flopped from his words as she slammed the rope carrying the dragon several times in her delight.


    "Why did you bring her here anyway?" He asked, stroking her smooth back and teasing the small black tail hidden behind her armour, "It''s strange to see you wearing clothes, though¡ªI kind of like the naked Marimo. Haha."


    His words caused the poor Hare to turn bright red; the many times they met and how often he saw her naked drove her crazy, "I thought there would be other men... so.... only for you."


    ''This girl is too cute!'' He shouted in his heart.


    "Why did you tie this dragon up? If she was annoying, you should have killed her and thrown the corpse in the lava. Hahaha." He joked, knowing the Hare would never do that, and his prediction was proven right.


    "T-this person is... Well, Lady Morgana said she would be most calm beside you and that you might be focused here and with Guinevere for the coming month.. so I thought, why not strike while the iron is hot?" She asked innocently, which made Lancelot''s heart shake.


    ''Why am I always surrounded by good-looking girls who have bad thoughts and are too adorable?'' He thought, yet could not help himself.


    He brought the Marimo inside, not sparing any glances toward the dragon even as the golden eyes stared straight into his back and her tail lashed wildly.


    "If you keep moving like that, you will bite your tongue and die!" Marimo suddenly said while kicking the dragon in her head, sending the dragon onto her back, and the breath from the tip of her fangs ceased as the golden eyes closed.


    "Did you kill her?" Lancelot asked in surprise as they stepped inside the house.


    "Ah?! Master, what should we do? Did I kill the idiot Lizard!?"


    The next moment, her eyes snapped open, sharply looking at Marimo. "Oh! She''s not dead, false alarm master!"


    Like this, the two spent most of the time bickering, with Marimo having absolute victory as the other troops all began to get to know each other and populated the formerly quiet town, now bustling with life as the various races intermingled.


    Sumika, who saw her village looking so full and vibrant, felt a sense of happiness in her chest, finally realising that accepting his help, meant she wouldn''t lose this place, and the sentiment seemed shared with all her kitsune troops.

 Chapter 104 - 35: Dragon Stew Or Marimos Mount

    "Let me go! Grrrr!?" The dragon bit her steel gag with slurred words, trying to spit out her tail, but it didn''t work as Marimo stepped on Tyr''s head, rocking her foot to grind the dragon''s face against the cold marble floor.


    "Don''t speak so loudly, lizard¡ªyou are in the presence of my master."


    Marimo seemed more extreme than usual, causing Lancelot, sitting on a black chair a few steps away, to smirk, his body sinking into the soft leather as he leaned back, both women looking at him with different looks.


    One looked for help, eyes filled with embarrassment and frustration.


    The other a look of pride and vibrance.


    ''Who is making Marimo so competitive and fierce?''


    He didn''t want to scold her as she didn''t go too far but somehow felt that she needed a light punishment or something that let her relax.


    The room was quite cosy, although he replaced the tatami floor in the main throne with the cold black marble that he enjoyed. The rest of the mansion was beautiful, with wooden walls with sliding doors beautifully painted with images of enchanting scenery.


    "Marimo, that''s enough. Come here, don''t bully her too much."


    Lancelot tapped his thigh as Marimo looked at him with a strange face, taking a moment to realise he meant for her to sit there. Opening her mouth wide, she kicked Tyr away and hopped onto his lap. Her soft ass was more cushioning than the expensive leather seat as he felt her warmth and squishy flesh along his thigh.


    "Why are you so forceful to Tyr? Did she do something to upset you?"


    His fingers began to stroke her soft, creamy cheek, the silky texture. Allowing his fingers to slip past her smooth cheeks to the glossy black hair


    behind them, combing through them slowly before moving down to her nape. Lancelot found Marimo irresistible as he couldn''t stop touching her no matter how much he tried.


    "No, Morgana said she wanted to hurt you so..." The face of Marimo turned red as her hips quivered; it seemed she liked her face and hair being stroked. "Did Marimo do something wrong?"


    Her lips trembled, expecting some punishment as Lancelot smiled gently, his fingers stroking her chin while his thumb brushed her plump cherry lips.


    "You did nothing wrong, Marimo. You have to be gentle with Tyr. She has feelings like us, okay?"


    "Hmph, Marimo doesn''t care what happens to that lizard!" Turning her head away from his touch with flushed cheeks, Marimo refused to meet his gaze as if embarrassed by something.


    ''This girl is suddenly jealous of Tyr? Marimo, don''t be too cute, or I''ll eat you up here.''


    "I see," He nodded his head with a faint smile, glancing at Tyr, who was acting pathetic on the floor and looking at him with wet eyes. "Then, Tyr will stay with us from now on, so take good care of her, Marimo," Lancelot whispered into Marimo''s ear as she froze, turning her head around with a dumbfounded expression.


    "What!? But Master, Marimo only wants you... Not that lizard... Marimo only wants you..."


    Her voice dropped, sounding rather depressed, a little crazed and sulking, as Lancelot chuckled softly, pecking her glossy hair.


    "Marimo is so greedy¡ªTyr is strong and will make you able to stay by my side no matter where the battle is. Do you not want to protect me, Marimo?" Lancelot acted pitiful, looking at Marimo with puppy eyes, knowing she could never reject anything he asked with those eyes.


    "... Fine! Marimo will take care of Tyr because Master asks her to, but only then... Hmph!"


    "Good Girl, Marimo, you''re so adorable~" His lips kissed her forehead as Marimo''s face blushed red, leaning forward, burying her face into his chest while Lancelot glanced at Tyr, who looked at them with teary eyes.


    ''Sorry, Tyr, but you must become a mount for a while...''


    "Now then, Tyr, come here. Let''s remove your gear." Lancelot waved his finger at her as she crawled towards him like an obedient pet. Removing her muzzle, he could hear her breathing heavily, feeling her warm breath on his palm while Marimo glared at her fiercely, almost wanting to bite her head off.


    ''Calm down, Marimo, or I''ll punish you later.''


    "How about you let me go? Then we can fertilise my eggs and make a huge roost of whelps." Tyr''s golden eyes shimmered as her face brushed against Lancelot''s hand. Since she lost to him, now was the time to find a way to secure a greater role¡ªotherwise, the woman beside him might bully her forever.


    "Hmm~ Marimo, Tyr wants to fertilise her eggs. What do you think?" Lancelot patted Marimo''s head as she frowned, narrowing her beautiful aquamarine eyes into slits.


    "Master, Marimo doesn''t want this lizard near you... She leaks herself when near you and smells bad..." Marimo complained as Tyr frowned, looking at her with a ferocious glare.


    "You-!" Tyr opened her maw, about to say something, until Lancelot placed the muzzle back on her snout, shaking his head.


    "Marimo, be nice¡ªor else I''ll leave you alone tonight." His fingers stroked Marimo''s nape as her eyes widened, her hips quivering while looking at him with disbelief.


    "Master... Marimo didn''t do anything wrong... Why would you leave Marimo alone..." Tears formed in her eyes as Lancelot smiled wryly, kissing her tears away, tasting a salty flavour.


    ''This girl is really easy to manipulate, but I feel kind of guilty... Or maybe it''s her manipulating me?''


    "Then behave¡ªboth of you," Lancelot sighed, kissing Marimo''s forehead again as she nodded like a child, smiling happily as Tyr watched enviously, her body trembling slightly.


    "Master, Marimo promises to behave... Can Marimo sleep with Master tonight, then...?" She mumbled shyly, biting his shirt sleeve as Lancelot nodded, brushing her cheek lovingly.


    "Hmmm... Can you sleep without trying anything?" He teased while thinking how to make Tyr truly submit once Marimo left.


    "Mhmmm! Marimo won''t try anything, promise... Marimo will sleep quietly next to Master..." Marimo nodded excitedly, her hips rubbing his thighs, causing Lancelot to feel something warm and slightly wet between her legs¡ªit seemed she had become horny.


    ''Your body gives you no credibility, Marimo...''


    Since things were finished, he tapped her bubbly ass, enjoying the slight jiggle, before whispering in Marimo''s ear, "Now you go and help Sumika and the other girls fix the village, okay? I have to speak with Tyr alone." Lancelot pushed Marimo off his lap as she reluctantly nodded, kissing his cheek and glaring at Tyr with hatred before leaving the room.


    ''I wonder why Marimo hates Tyr so much...'' Lancelot wondered as Tyr crawled closer, looking at him with desperate eyes.


    "So, Master, shall we fertilise my eggs?" She rubbed her scaly body against his legs, her eyes shimmering brightly as Lancelot smirked, stroking her scales.


    "Not yet¡ªthere are conditions."


    "Conditions...?" Tyr tilted her head as he nodded, pushing her away and standing up from his chair.


    "Yes, first, you obey all my commands¡ªsecond, you will protect and serve Marimo as her mount¡ªand third, you cannot tell Marimo about our deal," Lancelot stated the conditions, his gaze landing on Tyr, whose eyes trembled with uncertainty and anger.


    "Those conditions... That green woman will bully me endlessly... I refuse such ridiculous conditions." Tyr shook her head as Lancelot shrugged his shoulders, walking towards the door.


    "Fine¡ªthen you can fertilise your eggs alone," He replied indifferently, hearing Tyr crawl towards him hastily, grabbing his ankle with her paws.


    "W-wait, Master, please don''t leave me alone! I accept your conditions¡ªplease fertilise my eggs... Please~" Tyr begged, rubbing her head against his leg as Lancelot smiled faintly, stroking her head.


    "Do you have no pride? What is it with you and the eggs? Can you not


    have them later?" Lancelot questioned curiously as Tyr shook her head.


    "Dragons lay their eggs every hundred years¡ªif I fail to fertilise them this time, they will wither and die." Tyr''s golden eyes trembled, staring at him desperately as Lancelot frowned¡ªhe wondered why the females had to stick to some stupid rule, or maybe his sperm would be the same and take a long time to impregnate his women... Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''No, because I am part incubus, and that allows me to choose whether they get pregnant with complete accuracy.'' Lancelot concluded, patting Tyr''s head as she closed her eyes, enjoying his touch.


    "Fine, I will fertilise your eggs¡ªbut in exchange, you follow my conditions, or I''ll abandon you." Lancelot agreed, watching Tyr repeatedly nod, licking his fingers with her tongue.


    "Thank you, Master... Tyr is grateful." Tyr thanked him gratefully as Lancelot knelt before her, caressing her scaly neck.


    "However, you will drink this first."


    Lancelot pulled out a pink potion¡ªthis would stop Tyr from attacking him and his troops, but only as long as they didn''t piss her off or attack her. It didn''t limit her freedom but would stop any outbursts of aggression, which could be disastrous with her black flames. It was more of a strong, calming drink than anything special.


    "What is that...? Tyr refuses to drink something suspicious made by humans." Tyr stared at the potion with distrust as Lancelot sighed, opening the bottle and drinking a sip before offering the rest to Tyr.


    "It''s just a potion to calm you down¡ªit will ensure you don''t attack me or my people." Lancelot offered the potion to Tyr, who hesitantly grabbed the bottle with her maw, tilting her head back and emptying the pink liquid down her gullet.


    "There¡ªsatisfied? Now fertilise Tyr''s eggs~" Tyr licked her lips clean, dropping the bottle before Lancelot as he grabbed it, placing it inside his storage ring.


    "When did I say I would do that now? How long until you need to fertilise them?" Lancelot had no feelings to sleep with this woman now nor fertilise her eggs. He would no longer stick his dick in random women, especially after Rena. However, since Marimo gave him no choice, Tyr became his excuse to keep her happy.


    ''Although fertilising her eggs might create a connection, allowing me to tame Tyr easily if things get risky... I would rather take it slowly. Otherwise, I would eventually become a monster who uses even my children as tools.'' Lancelot sighed bitterly as Tyr remained silent, her eyes gazing at his crotch as Lancelot awkwardly coughed.


    "Well, Tyr? When do you need to fertilise your eggs?" Lancelot repeated the question as Tyr snapped out of her trance, blinking her golden eyes innocently.


    "In two months¡ªat most, Master must fuck Tyr every day in two months, or she dies~" Tyr grinned widely as Lancelot sighed helplessly¡ªmaybe he should sleep with Tyr or wait to gain something...


    "Two months, huh?" Lancelot muttered quietly, his fingers tapping his chin thoughtfully as Tyr patiently waited with expectation, her body quivering with excitement.


    "Then for two months¡ªfollow my commands, protect Marimo, and never reveal our deal to Marimo or anyone, understand?" He patted Tyr''s head as she nodded.


    "Tyr understands¡ªshe obeys Master~" Tyr purred satisfactorily as Lancelot sighed, waving his hands, dismissing her to do whatever dragons do. "Hehe~ it''s a dragon''s promise!" The next moment after her words, a strange tattoo began to form on her chest, and the same for Lancelot... Her was black and his pink.


    "What''s this?" He asked her, confused.


    "Oh, It''s a dragon bond¡ªevery promise we make will appear on both''s bodies, and once broken, that person dies so that Master can relax~ Tyr promises she won''t break this bond nor tell others~" She explained as Lancelot stroked his chest where the pink mark appeared. It felt like it seeped into his skin and linked with his soul.


    ''It feels creepy and a bit extreme, but since it means she cannot harm, I''ll let her be free.'' Lancelot thought.


    "Then leave¡ªtake care of the nearby woods¡ªwe might clear a place to expand this village or build something else." Lancelot dismissed Tyr as she nodded, crawling towards the window and jumping outside as Lancelot followed her movement curiously.


    ''Is she flying or jumping around...'' Lancelot peeked through the open window as Tyr stood majestically in the forest''s dense trees before hopping, disappearing as his gaze fell on the distant human city barely visible even to his eyes.


    ''Maybe I should prepare someone to gather intelligence. I should speak with Sumika or her troops. Maybe she knows a good person to send undercover...'' Lancelot pondered over many things before finally leaving the mansion and looking for Marimo.

 Chapter 105 - 36: The Vampire, Oni And Pendragon

    ''Hmmm... he looks strong, but nothing compared to my beloved Lancelot. However, if I don''t take every enemy seriously, Lancelot might spank my ass and not sleep with me again!''


    "Tiamat! Come!"


    "ROAR!" The roar of a huge red dragon, now with the blood of a dragon emperor, she had evolved her bloodline, with long curved horns and beautiful crimson scales, was a great red dragon on the precipice of evolving to an Empress level bloodline!


    The earth shook as Tiamat landed next to Guinevere, her ruby eyes shining with intelligence and wisdom beyond her years as she stared at the orc commander, letting out a terrifying roar.


    BOOM!!!


    The shockwave caused by Tiamat''s roar crushed the orc commander''s body inward, his armour breaking apart under immense pressure. He held up his axe, gritting his teeth as he resisted the pressure, his muscles bulging as veins appeared all over his body.


    "GRRRR..."


    He roared back, the axe in his hand glowing red hot as it released a terrifying amount of energy, counteracting Tiamat''s roar.


    The orc commander''s body expanded suddenly, his muscles growing exponentially as his skin turned grey, a strange pattern appearing on his body as runes glowed on his armour, signifying that it was a magic artefact.


    "Grrrrrr!"


    His roar now matched Tiamat''s strength, the ground beneath him cracking open as he rushed forward, his axe slicing through the air, aimed straight at Tiamat''s neck.


    Guinevere frowned slightly when she saw this orc commander; the first time an orc had managed to match her dragon roar.


    ''How interesting.''


    She smiled, dashing forward, her spear moving faster than the eye could see as she intercepted "Longinus!" Guinevere summoned her strongest weapon before rushing forward, a huge burst of dragon breath dancing around her body, the flames nothing but a warm bath for Guin as her archers continued to fire at the orc warriors to disorient and part them.


    BOOOM!!!


    The earth shattered, blowing away the orcs with huge chunks of the ground floating and smashing into nearby trees as Guinevere clashed against the orc commander. Her spear collided with his axe, a terrible shockwave exploding outward as both sides fought for dominance.


    BOOOM!!!


    Another shockwave exploded outwards, Guinevere pushing the orc commander back slightly, her spear thrusting forward, aiming directly at his heart.


    "GRRR!"


    The orc commander roared, his body glowing with a deep purple aura, his strength increasing significantly as he parried Guinevere''s spear thrust with ease, immediately counterattacking.


    "Longinus!"


    BOOOM!!!


    BOOOOM!!!


    Shockwaves exploded continuously as Guinevere fought against the orc commander, their movements fast and explosive, causing the entire forest The spear of Guinevere began to glow a brilliant gold as she started to thrust towards the heart of the orc, rapidly, seven thrusts in two seconds.


    A final shockwave exploded outwards, Guinevere smiling brilliantly as she stood tall, Longinus piercing right through the orc commander''s heart.


    "Hahaha!! That was fun!" Guinevere laughed happily, withdrawing Longinus, watching the orc commander fall backwards, dead.


    Her archers quickly rushed forward, surrounding Guinevere as they eliminated the other orc warriors, not wanting them to disturb Guinevere''s rest.


    "Well done, everyone! We make camp here tonight and then continue moving eastward tomorrow. Make sure we clear these bodies!" Guinevere ordered, receiving cheers from her archers, who started clearing the bodies as Guinevere lay down on Tiamat''s soft red scales, closing her eyes and entering meditation.


    "Well done, my Lord; it seems that your power has greatly increased since becoming a vampire empress... and your exhaustion is but a fraction of the past," Tiamat said with a motherly tone as she felt Guinevere''s fangs sink into her chest.


    Guinevere drank Tiamat''s dragon blood greedily, her power rising significantly as she absorbed the dragon blood. She then relaxed, lying against Tiamat''s scales again as she rested.


    "Yes, the power of vampirism is truly astounding! But my heart and desire to rush to his side, causing me to feel unbearable pain..." Guinevere sighed, tears falling down her cheeks as she thought of Lancelot.


    Tiamat nuzzled Guinevere gently, using her claw to hold Guinevere closer to her body.


    Since the transformation, her emotions became quite extreme when it involved Lancelot¡ªshe would grow angry and upset and even cry easily while tearing her enemy apart because Lancelot didn''t read her message or speak to her. It was a fearful mindset, one that caused Tiamat quite some bother.


    However, Guinevere was still her master, someone Tiamat loved and cared about dearly.


    ''I hope Lancelot messages her soon...'' Tiamat sighed internally, not knowing how to help her master.


    Guinevere slept against Tiamat, her archers setting up camp as Sherwood soldiers arrived, clearing the battlefield completely as they prepared food.


    Meanwhile, to the far west of Camelot.


    Inside a lush castle, a female lounged in thick robes with two layers while eating fried meats on a plate and looking bored at the visitor sitting before her.


    "What is the meaning of this, Demon Queen Rena!"


    The human male with his balding hair shouted¡ªthis man was a member of the Pendragon family and was sent by Uther after they received notice that the Oni tribe and Demon Queen would no longer work with them. They wanted to teleport close to her dungeon, but it was destroyed completely, and their troops were massacred.


    Now they were here to demand an answer; an eerie woman standing with a group of female knights had also come but didn''t look too bothered or angry about the event. Instead, she was listening intently to the conversation.


    "Hmmm?" Rena yawned lazily, drinking some wine before turning to stare at the bald Pendragon.


    "Oh, you mean why I killed your troops and destroyed your teleportation array? Isn''t it obvious? You hurt my man, asked me to attack my husband... of course, I''d retaliate." Rena answered lazily, yawning again as she ate some fried meat, licking her lips seductively as she looked at the bald Pendragon.


    "What do you mean retaliate?! Uther explicitly permitted you to attack the Lord we marked; he helped you establish your city! And you dare turn your back on us?!" Bald Pendragon roared, slamming his hands on the table, his face red angrily.


    *Crack*


    Before he could remove his hand, the entire arm slammed against the distant wall¡ªas blood poured from his shoulder and stained the wall, a large mace had attacked him.


    It wasn''t Rena but Milvar who stood with a faint smile, "I dare you to speak another lie. Do not forget who protected your inferior race and pathetic "Pendragon" family when you were like dogs in the rain!"


    Milvar glared coldly at the bald Pendragon, causing his body to shiver as he stared at his severed arm, fear filling his eyes.


    Bald Pendragon shivered, his face pale as he tried to move his arm. However, it stayed motionless. His severed arm had been crushed into a pulp by Milvar, the bones scattered everywhere.


    Rena nodded in approval, glaring at Bald Pendragon, "Uther permitted me to attack Lancelot¡ªyes, I lost, and he took my body and heart as his prize. I was defeated in both battle and the bedroom. Do you understand what kind of man it takes to do such a thing to an oni?" Her large body looked down at the man as if mocking him in all senses.


    That was when the female knight stepped forward, her crimson blade shimmering like a deadly trinket. "Oh? Is the Legendary Demon Queen Rena just a bitch, a mere slave to a large cock? Haha."


    However, Rena just looked at her with a smile, "Mmmm, his cock is huge, and so is his desire to win and that swordsmanship is unmatched in battle or the bed." Lancelot left an everlasting image on Rena''s heart; the fierce Oni were a very loyal and romantic race once they met a spouse, especially ones that tried to meet their desires, and Lancelot exceeded all of Rena''s.


    Thus, Lancelot was akin to the most heroic and legendary men to her. She would defend him till death or be together with him in life; Rena knew Lancelot did not love her yet, but she was fine with that.


    She would be happy to stay by his side and fight alongside him. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However, Rena glanced coldly at the female knight, "But do not think Lancelot will treat you like he did me¡ªhe fucked my brains out, and my pussy was dripping with cum for days while I couldn''t walk. He fucked me so hard I crave his cock constantly!" Rena''s words were filled with desire; licking her lips as she remembered Lancelot fucking her nonstop.


    The female knight looked embarrassed, her face red as she never heard such vulgar words, but the image of this monster... A monster who managed to scar her sick and twisted brother...


    She stopped showing hostility, rather looking at Rena with a strange eye.


    "How can I meet him to fight this monster you speak of? I want to test my swordsmanship and show you he is but a man!" The female knight exclaimed, drawing strange looks from Bald Pendragon.


    Rena raised her eyebrow, chuckling softly, "If you wish to fight him, you need to be powerful enough to do so¡ªif you cannot, Lancelot will defeat you instantly and fuck you silly like he did me." Rena laughed, waving her hand as Milvar took away Bald Pendragon, his cries echoing throughout the room as they left.


    "You may leave, Miss Pendragon. I will not be hostile towards you and your Scarlet knights. However, your father and brother are different; they seek to kill my husband. You don''t; your''s is merely the challenge of a warrior and... soon-to-be a woman." Rena chuckled softly, waving her hand as guards escorted Miss Pendragon and her knights out politely.


    "Join me for a drink if you wish to know about him. I always accept those who respect our ways and my beloved."


    The female knight blushed heavily, nodding as she left, thinking deeply about Lancelot¡ªshe wondered how she could fight this legendary man or monster...


    Yet the biggest image in her mind was that she was defeated by him in sex and battle, making her mind go crazy as the images of her disgusting brother and father who would try to touch her... or show themselves made her feel the contents of her stomach churn.


    "Lancelot... I heard he was both exceptionally handsome, and his sword dance was ethereal... I want my Scarlet Waltz to clash with his Blade dance..."


    Like Lancelot, Arthurs''s sister was a sword idiot and loved battle more than intrigue and politics...

 Chapter 106 - 37: A Nice Date Spoiled.

    The small village of Sumika had completely transformed in the passage of a few hours¡ªjust before six o''clock at night, Lancelot stood on the stone walls.


    He left the entire village with the mystical eastern style, using more wood in the buildings for the tatami mats and lovely images that showed the Kitsune''s cute faces with grey stone and various water fixtures that helped the sewage and flow of the river that streamed from the mountain.


    "Marimo, isn''t this place beautiful?"


    Beside him, Marimo''s body no longer wore the heavy armour because of his earlier words and had now changed into a light leather outfit that hid her most private areas¡ªhowever, the fur she knew her master loved was on full display.


    "Mast- Lancelot... It''s beautiful, but I prefer Camelot, which shows how grand you are with its beautiful citadel and prominent black walls that repel all invaders."


    Her beautiful eyes peered at him with an affectionate smile, fluttering her eyes that shone with a hint of blue and green to form a lovely aquamarine, small dots sparkling from the distant sunlight from the dual suns.


    "I see... Do you not want to spend some time together with me on this side?"


    "Hueh!?"


    The moment she heard his words like a cute teen, her face turned bright red when she realized Lancelot asked her out on a date¡ªwhich made Lancelot smile, finding it even cuter seeing as how her rabbit ears flopped down while her fluffy feet thumped against his armour.


    "It will be a date." He murmured and moved behind her while speaking gently once more. "Can you remove that helmet for the time being? It obscures my view of your adorable face."


    Hearing his earnest whisper, her rabbit ears immediately shivered before nodding shyly, taking off the faceguard rather than a helmet as she muttered. "Stupid master! Marimo~ doesn''t know such a flirtatious master."


    Lancelot didn''t retort or get mad since Marimo wasn''t angry at him due to her shy expression¡ªhe smiled wryly, noticing how happy she looked, hiding her flushed face under the shade of her hands.


    ''She sure looks cute.''


    After she lowered the guard, Lancelot carried her princess-style before easily jumping down the six-meter-high walls onto the ground outside the village, surprising everyone watching.


    "Kyaaa~ Marimo is being kidnapped! Nobody saves her!"


    ''Such a cute hare, I want to eat you up!''


    {Eat Marimo whenever you want! She is well-seasoned!}


    Noting everyone''s gazes filled with shock, he brought them far away from Sumika''s village by dashing at incredible speeds near the river with Marimo in his arms without giving any explanations¡ªthe villagers of Sumika could only look back, seeing their lord''s husband disappear with his maid heading towards the area where humans were active and laid claim.


    Just ten minutes after leaving Sumika, they arrived at a bustling town where humans resided¡ªsurrounding him were rows of shops and stalls that sold many different kinds of products ranging from food to accessories and materials that he knew existed in this world.


    "Marimo, you look so cute eating that fried meat sandwich¡ªthe sauce covers your lips."


    "Mmmm~ wipe it off."


    Lancelot''s teasing seemed to have worn off, as the beautiful Frost Hare now pushed her lips out towards him, ignoring the looks of the surrounding humans as she blushed slightly, feeling his hand wiping away the sauce before planting a kiss on her soft lips¡ªa scene that attracted others, causing her rabbit ears to twitch upon hearing their comments.


    ''Why don''t they stop looking!? Marimo belongs to Master Lancelot!''


    Thump, Thump, Thump


    With a loud stomp, her little feet smacked the ground as if to make a dust cloud to hide them, startling Lancelot, who held her in his arms¡ªhe laughed lightly upon seeing how jealous Marimo looked, ruffling her ears, much to her delight before making another purchase of what these locals called yakitori kebabs.


    "Here''s another one for you."


    "... This hare thanks her stupid master... However, Marimo likes those spicy ones next, Muuu~ Don''t ignore this request."


    Marimo became a different woman when they left the city and villages¡ªit seemed like she became more honest and cute when they left Lancelot and his ally''s territory and entered territories Lancelot had yet to establish claims upon.


    She showed expressions openly that weren''t as restrained compared to the usual and demanded whatever her heart desired without being embarrassed, acting spoiled to show her feelings while being more affectionate.


    ''What a cute hare... Maybe I should spoil you?''


    He enjoyed the adorable side of Marimo, wrapping his arm around her soft waist while entering various stores within cities¡ªhe purchased whatever the Frost Hare expressed interest in and ate many delicious foods he hadn''t seen before in Camelot''s area, learning many of Marimo''s preferences, listening intently whenever she opened up.


    ''This hare loves spiced chicken skewers more than sweet desserts... Interesting.'' Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Smiling charmingly at Marimo''s shy voice whispering various things, Lancelot slowly forgot about returning to Sumika after wandering across the town close to his territory with Marimo¡ªhaving learned so many things about her habits during his travels today.


    Lancelot was so happy that time progressed quickly for the pair to enjoy each other''s presence in public.


    Once eight in the evening came, Lancelot took Marimo back towards Sumika Village, satisfied by today''s activities despite nothing but kisses, feeling much closer to his little hare.


    However...


    A huge group of armed humans were walking along the path ahead of them, and the only thing in this direction was the village Sumika had given him.


    "Master... They smell bad." Marimo whispered as her relaxed and happy smile faded and most of her body wrapped in black armour almost instantly.


    Lancelot was ready to draw his dragon-slaying sword with the flick of his wrist. He stood ahead of Marimo, stroking her hand as they moved forward.


    "Hmmm?"


    "Captain! There are people following, and they look like foreign races."


    One of the knights at the back shouted to the male at the front wearing red and blue armour while mounted on a black horse despite all the other knights being on foot.


    Lancelot, seeing their uniform-like equipment, frowned slightly, muttering. "You''re correct, Marimo. Those guys are not good..."


    He leaned back, seeing their group halting completely as the leader turned to face him and called out. "You there! What is your business in this land owned by his lordship!"


    Marimo stepped forward before Lancelot could speak, "These are my master''s lands, you insolent humans. Leave immediately before Marimo teaches you how foolish you are."


    They scoffed upon hearing Marimo''s threat, disregarding her warning as they laughed while a few drew their blades. However, Lancelot merely tilted his head, saying coldly.


    "Marimo, calm down. If they do not step on our domain, we will let them pass without issue¡ªspeak your business quickly."


    His icy voice made the front knight clench his fist tightly, and many of the men holding swords shuddered uncontrollably¡ªtheir captain raised his hand, stopping his subordinates while explaining.


    "We are under the orders of Lord Svela¡ªwe must clear the land of filthy monsters inhabiting it regardless of where they are present, including that village over there! Step aside!"


    "Filthy monsters...." Lancelot mumbled softly before his gaze sharpened¡ªMarimo gripped his fingers as she watched Lancelot frown lightly before releasing an icy glare at the group standing before them.


    The man on horseback trembled suddenly as the knights stepped back in fear, finally noticing the huge horns that began growing from Lancelot''s head.


    His black and red wings protruded from his back as dark flames flickered across Lancelot''s black scale armour, and the huge scaly tail extended from below his pelvis, similar to a dragon, that began extending spikes and sharp ends¡ªhis gentle gaze turned chilly.


    "That village you wish to trample belongs to my wife Sumika¡ªthere is no leaving, no stepping aside. Pray to the god or goddess you believe in because..."


    "I am going to kill you."

 Chapter 107 - 38: Some Call It Massacre, Marimo Calls It Sexy

    Before Marimo or the knights realised, Lancelot''s black sword was covered in beautiful ice as he lunged forward, the blade carving the leading knight on horseback in half.


    The brutal lunge froze both sides like a statue using his newest sword skill, ?Piercing Blizzard? a radiant blue stream of light, flickering like ice, trailing after his long blade instantly turned to a black flame as his body twisted in an arc.


    Then they tore their bodies apart before burning them into ashes while piercing through those further behind¡ªno blood fell upon his blade, nor was there any residue found on him.


    This ability was his flame-type sword skill, ?Arc Flame Slash?


    "Kyaaaa!?"


    Marimo was not scared. Instead, her eyes seemed to glow with aquamarine stars, looking at the death caused by two opposing element strikes while the knights trembled in terror seeing the devil they had offended.


    Lancelot disappeared once more, cutting down everyone near him. Before anyone realised, the twenty-odd knights were split open by Lancelot''s speed with ease, using only his fire and ice elements as he finished the fight. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However... The slaughter did not end just yet.


    "... Filthy invaders should die." Lancelot''s demonic figure swept through the terrified survivors, hacking each body until they resembled minced meat, ignoring their shrieks until everyone ceased moving.


    Once all his prey died, his body shifted back, appearing normal as black smoke drifted above the pile of bodies, becoming a thick layer of ash¡ªhe flicked his blade twice, shaking off anything clinging onto it, sighing as Marimo hugged his side gently.


    "Those filthy invaders deserved it, Master... Let us return to Sumika~ and have a nice evening." She whispered.


    Her delicate furry fingers reached Lancelot''s chin, caressing his jaw lovingly with a pretty face¡ªfeeling Marimo touch him so intimately, Lancelot patted her rabbit ears, agreeing silently to enter Sumika''s village nearby, no longer worried about the humans attacking again.


    However, Lancelot smiled, a wicked smirk as he walked inside, letting the final knight see the sight as he let the man escape.


    ''If we don''t give them some bait, it might take too long for the idiots to attack our village. After all... I''ve already killed his son.'' Lancelot grinned sinisterly upon realising his plan would work flawlessly after noting Marimo''s playful wink.


    Once entering Sumika Village, a fanfare welcomed him, displaying beautiful fireworks above him and Marimo¡ªthe Kitsune gathered everywhere, welcoming him joyfully.


    "Welcome home, My King."


    Sumika cried with happiness as the two large moons hung brightly in the night sky¡ªher fake fox ears twitched happily on her hair ornament of a single flower as she dragged Lancelot into their home, enjoying the festivities with Marimo alongside him.


    Everyone living here celebrated Lancelot killing off the human filth that wished to invade their home¡ªonly Sumika noticed the slight grin as she watched one of the knights fleeing with an arm missing desperately.


    She giggled upon realising why he returned alone and sent her subjects towards the corpse of over twenty soldiers lying dead on their borderline¡ªas a kunoichi; she understood Lancelot''s methods far better than most. Still, she didn''t want to do troublesome things and let them be.


    Now, he was here to serve as her shield, pillar and Master. Sumika would be ferocious and unforgiving as five Kunoichi were sent with a single whistle.


    Not to kill.


    But to maim, torture and place spells to overhear the stupid knight''s future conversations and spend a week there to scout out the Baron and human''s moves.


    One of the ones who left was Yomi, with her black hair tied up as her eyes watched the back of Lancelot as she left.


    A secret to the man himself, but Sumika promised the girls who managed to bring back good tips and information could spend a hot night with Lancelot.


    ***


    The festivities ended around midnight as Lancelot spent some time just before speaking to his cute girls.


    Morgana seemed to have taken half the troops with Nuriel and Ikumi, started to conquer the north of Camelot, and begun amassing territory as a surprise for him.


    [Lancelot, are you there?]


    Suddenly, as he sat beside Sumika on the sofa in the Lord''s bedchamber, Guinevere contacted him using the feature she rarely used.


    ''Lady Guinevere, what can I help you with?'' Lancelot replied honestly.


    But Sumika kissed his shoulder playfully¡ªshe had accidentally gotten drunk during the fireworks. Her hands began to slide along his body and tease the inside of his pants as her lips kissed Lancelot''s neck, trying to get his attention.


    [Who is Lady Guinevere? I am your wife... Stupid... I beat the orcs, clearing the eastern half of Sherwood forest... do you want it?]


    Guinevere sounded cute in her tone despite the slurping sounds coming from Lancelot''s collarbone¡ªSumika paused momentarily upon hearing her title mentioned by Guinevere and seemed unhappy when calling herself Lancelot''s wife first, hugging Lancelot from behind before glaring at the space Lancelot spoke to as if Guinevere could feel it.


    ''Really? You worked so hard... I should be rewarding you, not you giving me that huge land...''


    [Marry me in the real world, then.]


    ''We need silver gauntlets to remember?''


    [Damn...]


    He sighed, feeling relieved and not wanting to deny her completely. Still, the situation was complicated as there was Evaine and the Eastern girl between his legs who also had a claim to marriage with him in the Empire, let alone Morgana, Marimo and his women in Avalon.


    ''I have Morgana and the girls...'' But his voice was interrupted by a warm hand and Guin''s sound in his mind, cutting him off.


    [Does that mean you will marry me when we get them?]


    Lancelot suddenly felt a hand moving beneath his trouser belt as Sumika stroked along his inner thighs with a giggle¡ªGuinevere continued talking, unaware Lancelot froze, hearing Sumika whisper lewd things, grasping the shaft through the material with a slight squeeze before.


    ''Guin... I... Okay, I would love to marry you. But you know I have many women in my heart¡ªthere can never be just you...''


    [Then why not marry your human wives in the Empire and hold a demon or Avalon wedding for your troops, as they aren''t admitted as people in our world...]


    He leaned back, feeling that she had a point, only for Sumika to take his mind off the conversation completely by removing Lancelot''s trousers expertly as her tongue trailed along his navel, breathing softly as Guinevere chattered in his ear.


    ''Guin, can we talk later?''


    Silence filled Lancelot''s ears as Sumika giggled, placing her lips on his stomach¡ªguilt flashed briefly as Lancelot saw Guinevere''s icon become idle, knowing she probably misunderstood.


    However... Right now... He lay naked on their couch with Sumika fondling his manhood while Marimo watched from the crack in the door; he could never focus on that kind of serious conversation.


    "So big, master..." Sumika breathed lustfully, blowing cold air along his balls, sniffing him before tracing her pink tongue along the veiny skin, leaving a trail of saliva. "Marimo wants to lick it too~ Sumika should share her meal!"


    "Both of you kneel right there!" Lancelot shouted with a voice that almost caused the entire castle to shudder.


    Marimo was much faster despite being at the door as she rushed to the spot he pointed to and knelt quietly on the ground, wearing nothing but a light bit of fur covering her crotch.


    Her large breasts were freely swaying from her movement, the heavy pillows alluring to Lancelot''s eyes.


    Beside her, Sumika was more modest and petite.


    However, her tight muscles and pretty face were just as appealing, and her way of sitting was much more erotic, revealing her parted slit as she smirked.


    "Now, why are you both being so rude? I am the Master, you know?"

 Chapter 108 - 39: Marimos Service [R18]

    "Rude, never master." Sumika smiled, extending a hand to his thighs. Marimo was well-behaved, but her eyes were torched as she watched his crotch.


    ''Well, this is a bit awkward. I want to do something special for Marimo, but that would mean sending her away here.'' sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot looked at the two beautiful women while stroking his chin, pondering a plan¡ªupon seeing Sumika crawl between his thighs, kissing along his lower region while Marimo waited obediently, Lancelot thought up a quick solution¡ªthere was no need to rush things with Marimo.


    "Sumika, come here. Marimo, you are not allowed to move."


    The moment he decided what to do, his voice shifted into a deep command as Sumika lifted herself off the floor with Marimo raising her eyebrow curiously, moving to obey wordlessly¡ªLancelot hugged Sumika to his side comfortably, guiding her delicate fingers towards his towering shaft that bounced just above Marimo''s button nose.


    "My dear Marimo has served me well tonight...


    Tell me, what reward does she deserve?" Lancelot caressed Sumika''s waist, lowering his finger gradually while asking playfully, nibbling on her sensitive ear as he rolled her erect pink nipples between his thumb and index finger¡ªfrom Marimo''s angle, she could see everything Lancelot touched, rubbing Sumika''s chest eagerly as her aquamarine starry pupils looked curious, causing his groin to pulse excitedly.


    ''That''s it, Marimo.


    Watch what Master and Sumika do closely...'' Lancelot licked Sumika''s pink lobe seductively while circling his middle finger along her narrow butt crack¡ªshe arched her spine, moaning sensually with her rear pushing back unconsciously against Lancelot''s finger while rubbing her supple ass along his manhood enticingly, enjoying Marimo''s gaze fixed upon the thick, curved cock sliding against her soft, shapely backside.


    Sumika responded, gasping. "Reward her!? What about Sumika? She waited so long~ let''s have Marimo watch and look forward to next time."


    Marimo disagreed and pouted cutely while kneeling as Lancelot traced Sumika''s perky ass, leaning back while peering up at Sumika with an innocent smile¡ªher rabbit ears dropped unhappily while gazing at Sumika, speaking frankly.


    "Marimo wants rewards too... Please, Sumika. We share Master Lancelot equally." She pleaded sadly before blinking, raising her gaze shyly towards Lancelot.


    Marimo looked directly at Lancelot upon realising Sumika ignored her complaints and continued thrusting her sexy bottom against his loins, attempting to grind along his veiny length until Marimo spoke up, asking quietly.


    "Please, Master~ let Marimo suck on this tasty treat¡ªshe will follow instructions." Her innocent voice affected Lancelot immensely as his shaft throbbed excitedly at Marimo''s bold demand¡ªSumika clicked her tongue upon seeing how Lancelot stiffened, stretching forth his monstrous cock for Marimo''s waiting mouth to please as her slim, delicate fingers grasped along his hilt, drooling expectantly before glancing up at him.


    Feeling her cool palms stroking his flesh, he gasped erotically as he pinched Sumika''s nipple, growling lustfully.


    "Just your mouth, Marimo; tonight is Sumika''s, okay?"


    Lancelot''s words caused Sumika to release a faint cry of excitement from her plump lips, reaching forward to grasp his length firmly with Marimo, unable to protest while obeying her Master wholeheartedly.


    Sumika will get my shaft tonight, while Marimo deserves praise tomorrow~ .'' He moaned sensually upon feeling a tiny hand grasp the base of his hilt¡ªthe Frost Hare stared devotedly at the swollen tip, not responding to Sumika''s earlier words instead, her luscious pink lips opened, breathing onto his cock with a sexy, eager voice.


    "Marimo understands, Master ~ please enjoy Marimo''s mouth service... Sumika, do not hog the tasty treats for yourself."


    "Hmmph~ Fine..."


    Feeling Sumika submit reluctantly upon noticing Lancelot nod with satisfaction towards Marimo, she angled his tip between Marimo''s small mouth obediently, positioning it upright for easy access to both parties¡ªshe gazed down at Marimo before she felt Lancelot''s fingers slip over her moist, slip tracing along both her warm petals, causing Sumika to tremble and lean into his embrace.


    The instant his member touched Marimo''s soft lips, Lancelot grasped Marimo''s head with his left hand, her soft black hair tightly grasped in his fingers before a wet smack sounded; Marimo began sucking on his tip, gathering her spit as she licked his tip before wrapping his glans in her warm, inviting mouth.


    ''Incredible...


    Marimo''s tongue is not very skilled, but her passion and the amount of spit make it feel so good...'' Lancelot exhaled a husky breath, enjoying Marimo''s talented movements¡ªSumika began swaying her hips to let his fingers brush along her snatch faster while Marimo''s eyes closed and moved slowly, allowing three inches of Lancelot''s cock to push into the Frost Hare''s mouth as his mushroom-like tip scraped along her tongue repeatedly, swelling at the pleasure flowing into his nerves, while watching Sumika fluttered her eyes, squeezing along his fingers impatiently with her lovely pussy lips dripping against his fingertips.


    However, Sumika''s lovely slit wasn''t his priority, rather¡ªMarimo''s moist tongue lapped along his tip hungrily¡ªLancelot focused his attention on both women with each receiving half of Lancelot''s devotion tonight, adoring Marimo''s smooth tongue tasting his flesh with her slim hands fondling his underside erotically, tracing the pulsing veins with a delightful moan while moving carefully, taking more of his length past her lips while showing a satisfied expression upon feeling Lancelot grip onto her hair appreciating Marimo''s skills.


    "Nnnnph, Master''s thick taste... More... Mmmnnnph."


    His slippery fingers prodded Sumika''s damp slit more frantically when the Frost Hare engulfed more of Lancelot''s shaft within her heated mouth¡ªSumika ground enthusiastically against his palm, stimulating herself as she gushed fluids into Lancelot''s palm, coating it with her arousal as Lancelot couldn''t hold back, pumping two digits past her tender vulva while scooping out her nectar and smearing her juices onto her throbbing pearl using his thumb.


    "Ahh~ such a naughty hare, don''t take it all in the beginning~"


    Lancelot enjoyed Sumika squirming in his grip pleasurably due to Marimo pleasing his phallus¡ªthe Frost Hare lapped her rough, elongated tongue along his underside as she accepted his full size gradually, smiling cutely while humming on his cock as Sumika lowered her hands, massaging his bulging sack, dripping in Marimo''s saliva.


    As Marimo sucked loudly on his rod, she gurgled loudly, her nostrils breathing in deeply as her throat constricted from his size¡ªSumika exhaled deeply each time Lancelot''s thumb circled her tender bulb, smeared with stickiness along her thighs messily, watching Marimo gulp greedily on Lancelot''s swollen pipe.


    Her tongue wiggled as Marimo attempted to coax Lancelot''s sticky seed into her warm throat, whimpering tearfully with half of his pole inside, wanting to accept the entire thing before her enthusiasm made Lancelot groan erotically.


    Sumika''s breaths became loud pants while Lancelot groaned intensely¡ªMarimo sucked noisily on his pole while squeezing along his root hungrily, playing with his sweaty orbs coated in her drool¡ªhe twisted Sumika''s adorable cherry bud with his right finger rapidly, teasing it before inserting three fingers into her depths while observing the Frost Hare''s passion increase, swallowing along Lancelot''s manhood desperately with her silky throat while bobbing her head along his base in shallow strokes, trying to deepthroat him, gobbling Marimo''s spit along his base noisily as Lancelot leaked copiously.


    "Gehu... Mmmgh... too deep. It feels strange."


    Marimo couldn''t quite take his entire length as she began to cough and splutter her gag reflex, forcing his cock from her mouth with a wet smack, the slimy tip coated in drool now rolling over her plump lips, squishing them.


    He stretched Sumika''s folds as she gasped sexily with tears brimming along her lashes from intense pleasure coursing throughout her body while gushing fluids into his hand¡ªLancelot shivered upon sensing Marimo suddenly begin to passionately suck on the tip of his cock, her tongue rapidly sliding over him with aggressive movements drowning his tip in her drool.


    Watching Marimo coat his cock fully, Lancelot lost control upon feeling Sumika shiver in orgasm, gushing around his hand loudly with her sweet release trickling along his wrist¡ªhe squeezed the Frost Hare''s head, forcing his entire length past Marimo''s wet cavern, cumming loudly.


    "Take all of it, Marimo~" Lancelot growled sensually upon ejaculating explosively with Sumika trembling beside him¡ªMarimo gagged slightly as he filled her gullet rapidly, spurting rope after thick, creamy rope down her throat quickly as she whimpered pitifully with her cheeks billowed outwards, struggling to swallow his milk hungrily without wasting a drop before smacking her lips tighter against his root.


    "Nggh... Gueh.....Gubuh....Mmmnph..!?"


    Marimo had tears oozing from her eyes as she began to gag and wretch from the long pole pushing into her throat as she pushed against Lancelot''s palms before the warm, slimy goo began to flood into her mouth, the taste nothing as she imagined, and it''s thick and jelly-like texture shocking her as it seemed endless.


    "Suck and drink it down," Lancelot murmured hoarsely upon finishing inside Marimo¡ªher starry eyes seemed unfocused briefly as the Frost Hare obeyed instinctively while gulping down whatever she swallowed, resisting the urge to vomit violently before swirling the remaining cum in her mouth, ensuring none escaped¡ªhis swollen tip exited Marimo''s tiny mouth with another audible pop, shooting a last shot of milky cream onto her lips and nose as Marimo gasped raggedly, pulling back her head with half-lidded eyes staring upwards with her tongue out to clean every trace of Lancelot''s essence.


    ''Marimo looks so pretty... But I cannot neglect Sumika...''


    Turning towards Sumika, Lancelot grabbed her shoulders, laying her slender form on the bed¡ªshe glared playfully while kicking her feet outward, spreading her thighs wantonly with his fingers still embedded in her drenched twitching hole that refused to let him leave as her eyes narrowed.


    "Mmmm~ did her mouth feel that good? You came so much..." Sumika chirped, looking at the thick meat now slapping against her pelvis, smearing his excess sperm and the drool of Marimo over her thin black pubes.


    "She was the best¡ªI cannot wait to try it again." His words were loud, causing Sumika to become jealous, her insides tightening around his fingers as her warm honey seeped down them, and her lips pouted.


    Yet the cute Frost Hare, still gasping for air as she recovered with a smile on her lips, looked at her Master and realised that he wanted her to wait and that her night would come soon.


    {Marimo will wait, but not too long, Master... Maybe a day or two? Fufu wants to enjoy that warm drink again.}


    Lancelot''s fingers slipped out of Sumika with a lewd pop, her entrance trembling as it gaped slightly, while he looked back to Marimo with a gentle smile.


    ''Ah, let''s have a nice date in my world. You can drink or enjoy whatever you want from me.''


    "Lancelot~ tonight is my night. Don''t flirt with other women while I''m naked and my legs are spread. I''ll make more posts on the forum, hehe."


    He looked at the pouting Sumika, his body towering over her''s as he aligned his tip along her slightly dark pink slit from all his teasing and the blood concentrated in her clit.


    "Are you ready, Sumika?"

 Chapter 109 - 40: My Innocent Kunoichi [R18]

    Lancelot thought Sumika would be more active, but instead of answering, she turned her face to the side and blushed a deeper shade of red as she hugged his body tightly, whispering into his ear with a slightly trembling voice.


    "Please, please... be gentle."


    Her sweet, alluring and soothing voice caused his mind to tingle with a jolt of euphoria while her warm breath brushing along his skin caused bumps to form as he hugged her back.


    His embrace was firm, and yet his hands slowly caressed along her bareback until they rested on the nape of her neck, which prompted Lancelot to gently pull her closer, closing their lips together in a soft, deep kiss that quickly turned fiery as the two began to feel each other up more intensely as if it wasn''t enough to hug each other alone.


    ''I can feel her slowly loosening up¡ªwhy is this flirtatious ninja girl so cute and shy!?''


    Sumika moaned at Lancelot''s passionate kisses and embraced him more tightly, pressing his nose against hers, squishing it softly as her warm breath blew against his cheeks, and her embarrassment and stiffness faded.


    "You are so good at kissing... Haa..." Sumika''s face was red as they parted, a string of saliva binding the two as it dripped onto her modest bosom, smeared as his body pressed against hers.


    Even though her tone was still nervous, her honeyed whispers tickled Lancelot''s ears in pleasure, driving his heart to pound louder with sheer anticipation, sending blood pumping to his member in the next second, causing Sumika''s eyes to open wide as his rock-hard member pushed against her entrance, slowly, gently pushing inside her, expanding the cute kunoichi''s virgin hole.


    He watched her stare between their bodies for a moment before shifting her gaze towards him. However, as soon as Lancelot opened his mouth, Sumika released the most adorable and arousing moan as his tip penetrated her entrance, and his thick glans were engorged into her soft, slippery hole and began to push open her narrow, silky, wet tunnel.


    "Mmmnh.....what!? Nnnnm... It''s strange."


    Her hot, velvety tightness felt as if Lancelot had shoved his shaft into hot molten lava. He groaned hoarsely in surprise at the unexpected sensation. At the same time, Sumika cried out again, her entire body shuddering with excitement and a sudden, painful stretching sensation as her insides churned her immature and slick honey around his intruding member.


    "Aghh....Mmmn.... Haa.....Hmmmn..."


    The kunoichi mewled and writhed weakly under Lancelot, struggling to endure his width, breathing heavily, desperately gasping for air as his invading member slowly forced Sumika''s wet depths apart. She panted and moaned with each slight thrust Lancelot made as he tried his best not to plunge his cock too deeply into her body, afraid of harming the innocent girl.


    ''It''s so fresh... To see Sumika like this... My cock is even harder than usual!''


    Lancelot felt amazing as her insides tried desperately to push him back, wrap around him and suck him deeper all at once, showing how chaotic her mind and body must be, as his hips slowly slid along her slimy Tunney, enjoying her cute whimpers as he pushed against her hymen, unlike usual it was fun to tease Sumika and not break it with a fierce thrust as soon as possible.


    "How is it, Sumika? You look so cute right now."


    It didn''t matter how often she clenched around him; Lancelot remained composed as much as he could while huffing and enjoying the tightest snatch of his life. His hips began to sway and twist with varied shallow thrusts as if to search and adjust her body to pleasure, causing Sumika''s lips to open wide as her tongue danced like an alluring lure to make him kiss her.


    Seeing this adorable reaction, Lancelot accepted her invitation.


    He sealed their lips together, moaning loudly as Sumika licked and sucked his tongue fiercely and passionately while writhing below him, seeming to try to distract her mind using the kiss as Lancelot kept moving his hips, grinding himself in and out of the ninja girl, taking care of her first time with more patience than his other women.


    His technique worked well because Sumika''s cunt relaxed after a few minutes as it adjusted to his girth, allowing Lancelot to press in ever deeper while rubbing against her inner walls. Yet, still, he chose to enhance her pleasure, teasing her lips, sucking on her tongue with a wet slurp as his hands cupped and pulled on her soft breasts playfully.


    "Hmmmmm!!!"


    As Lancelot tweaked her nipples and kissed her passionately, Sumika let loose a scream as his widening glans suddenly broke through her barrier without pain, letting the rest of his dick slide right past the obstacle easily, penetrating a tiny portion of her uterus as Sumika finally reached a toe-curling climax just from having her pussy filled with throbbing cock.


    "Nnnngh....!?"


    She looked shocked as her body trembled and convulsed crazily in his arms. Still, Lancelot smiled, not rushing and keeping the same gradual pace and strange movements to help her feel good and explore her soft, fleshy ridges that wrapped around him like a hungry lioness ravaging her fresh kill.


    Her nectar flowed out messily like a waterfall, dripping along Lancelot''s thighs to dirty the bed underneath them as Sumika held onto him tightly with her legs and arms, releasing one high-pitched whine after another in his ears while arching her slender, beautiful back.


    The sight only caused Lancelot to groan from her intense constrictions and gasp from her sweet sounds, resisting his natural urges to fuck this cutie silly and focus solely on drawing out the blissful sensation Sumika was experiencing right now, panting in awe at this feeling of superiority that enveloped his chest as he enjoyed Sumika''s pure, vulnerable and defenceless expression that Lancelot was certain no one else had witnessed or touched, turning him on greatly.


    "Lancelot....haa...Mmmmn... It''s good..... Nnn....."


    Eventually, as the waves of release calmed down, Sumika''s face reddened a bit more before Lancelot resumed pulling her close to savour the warmth emanating from her petite body.


    Sumika seemed reluctant to meet Lancelot''s affectionate gaze as his member throbbed deep inside her twitching, gripping snatch.


    Yet, eventually, Sumika whispered huskily, blushing furiously while lifting one of her hands and playing with his hair as she moved her hips with a strange flick that allowed him to penetrate deeper with her soft walls, swallowing his member happily. S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "...Don''t stop...."


    This adorable plea, combined with Sumika''s cute reaction, made Lancelot unable to hold back any longer as he closed his lips over hers one last time to start fucking the sexy kunoichi more roughly as if driven by something feral inside, roaring with energy and vigour as her tight cunt continued to squeeze down upon his girth.


    His response seemed perfect because the beautiful Sumika began to pant again.


    However, Lancelot did not plan to use this opportunity to recover what little self-control he had. Instead, his hips sped up into Sumika faster.


    He groaned as he slid out a bit before bucking forward repeatedly to cause loud clapping noises to resound from their entangled bodies colliding.


    Soon, Lancelot settled into a rough rhythm that kept filling Sumika fuller every time she let go of everything.


    He also relished feeling the ninja girl shivering wildly whenever their sexes brushed across one another in new ways, resulting in Sumika clinging tightly to Lancelot as she breathed faster, making cute whimpering sounds constantly without pause now that Lancelot was fucking Sumika mercilessly.


    Watching the adorable girl throw herself into lust beneath him drove Lancelot insane with desire.


    Hearing her murmurs turn to low mews before increasing their pitch gradually higher made it difficult not to lose control and pound Sumika relentlessly until both found their respective releases.


    Still, despite wanting nothing more than to flood this kunoichi with all his seed until she bulged slightly and became round, Lancelot continued plunging into her body viciously, growling uncontrollably with excitement while biting his lower lip in an attempt to delay his orgasm long enough so that Sumika might enjoy herself fully as well.


    Then her insides began to adapt¡ªhe felt her sensation change as her warm folds began contracting and sucking on Lancelot''s member fervently, trying to milk him dry as Sumika threw her head backwards, screaming that Lancelot felt proud to hear such an erotic voice and wanted everyone to witness her unravelling at his hand.


    "Nghhh...Gaaaah...L-L-Lancelot!!"


    The kunoichi came moments later when Lancelot''s control faltered during one of these spasms, causing his shaft to bury deep within her passage before feeling her climax as her insides began to squeeze and crush his cock with her hot, squishy walls.


    At the same time, her head flicked back with a cute look as her tongue danced in the air, looking lonely.


    "Nnnnn..... Lancelot~ Kiss me!"


    Her body wrapped around him with an adorable purring from her throat as she begged for a kiss¡ªeven her warm, slippery insides began to undulate, matching the flick of her hips.

 Chapter 110 - 110: [Bonus chapter] 41: The Kunoichi Awakens [R18]

    This new adorable action spurred him into action as he quickly leaned forward to seal her lips with another kiss before placing both of Sumika''s smooth legs over his shoulders, bending his flexible partner in half effortlessly with ease thanks to his monstrous strength, then slowly pulling halfway out of Sumika''s juicy slit to test out her limits.


    However, Lancelot gasped, unable to continue acting all calm as he stopped the retreat, unable to endure as her insides began to cling to him greedily, coiling his sensitive meat in an attempt to keep Lancelot''s large penis inside Sumika''s insides when she was least prepared, and the feeling was something different.


    "Ugh, your insides are amazing... I can''t stop my hips, Sumika!"


    "Nnn...Mmmm.... good... Haa, your thick tip is so deep. Hmmm!"


    So he moaned into her ear huskily as he continued to probe around with subtle motions of his hips, amazed at how perfectly the young kunoichi''s tight, warm cavern fitted him like a glove. The shape of her sopping womb''s opening, perfectly shaped around the top of his bulging head, made his stomach coil up with lust at the delightful prospect of breeding this cute girl silly.


    At the same time, Lancelot grunted in approval as Sumika continued to move her waist, seeking out even more friction as she realised she''d already lost control over her body while embracing this man whom she considered important, enjoying the experience of mating while finding it incredibly fulfilling, satisfying, and comfortable¡ªalmost addictive, even.


    She whimpered with wanton noises, encouraging Lancelot further with a few licks on his neck before he complied eagerly to Sumika''s desire and drew back his hips slightly, stopping midway as her lower lips gripped his shaft desperately, seemingly unwilling to part ways with the magnificent source of pleasure, before slamming forth vigorously again.


    Smacks of flesh echoed within the room alongside Lancelot and Sumika''s ecstatic cries and groans, ringing throughout the surroundings in the dimly lit bedroom as they began mating wildly with unrestrained speed.


    Lancelot''s balls slapped Sumika''s ass with each thrust. His force shook the poor girl''s tiny rear uncontrollably due to the raw power of his powerful thrusts, causing her mouth to open wide in rapture as she became helpless while cumming every time he bottomed out inside her drenched pussy.


    ''This girl... is this the bed arts taught to all kunoichi? What man could resist such a perfect woman?


    Lancelot could confidently swear that every time his broad crown hammered home against Sumika''s rippled, velvety sheath, he was about to cum from the insane tightness, despite shaking her head sideways repeatedly as if possessed.


    Splatters of lewd fluids could also be heard flying around nonstop, splashing Lancelot''s crotch and Sumika''s pelvis area whenever he plunged ferociously into her leaking, gaping sex with an overwhelming display of dominance.


    The sight of Sumika losing herself to lust drove Lancelot further as he growled, increasing the intensity and speed of his savage fucking. He listened attentively to each erotic cry, eager to take note of Sumika''s sensitive spots as his nostrils flared with feral need, desiring nothing more than to make this kunoichi dependent on his thick meat pole.


    In turn, Lancelot also noticed the girl staring back at him intently, conveying her feelings through a passionate gaze that spurred him to keep thrusting like a mad beast while claiming her as his and ignoring the mess he''d created on the bed, enthralled by her heated expression, adorable pants, and muffled moans of bliss.


    "Ahn... Mmhm..! Ha... Lancelot... Keep pounding...more!"


    Sumika clung to Lancelot tightly, her fingers digging into his back hard enough to draw blood.


    Yet she seemed to do so unintentionally because his massive prick buried inside the kunoichi relentlessly, giving her no chance to regain her bearings after another toe-curling orgasm claimed her small frame caused Sumika''s vision to become blurry as the world spun around in a haze while her ears rang loudly.


    Her mind became mushy and incoherent, yet she barely registered Lancelot''s low grunts and praises since Sumika couldn''t tear away her eyes from the wild bucking motions of his muscular hips, watching mesmerised as her delicate folds spread obscenely wide and gobbled up his length.


    Meanwhile, Lancelot growled excitedly when Sumika''s cunt quivered around him rapidly as the ninja girl screamed soundlessly at being skewered, quivering erotically as her silken sleeve gripped him desperately in what appeared to be a desperate attempt at preventing his meat pole from exiting her abused snatch before it reached its destination, hammering against her tender cervix countless times and bathing his bulbous, throbbing tip in searing nectar continuously.


    ''Sumika''s pussy... haa... so fucking great... ng... squeezing me so tightly.''


    Lancelot inhaled sharply as his rod swelled within Sumika''s pliable innards, becoming longer and thicker with each passing minute, forcing the kunoichi to tremble nonstop due to the pressure against her slimy folds while clinging to him for dear life since there was nowhere to escape to due to her folded position.


    However, Lancelot could notice Sumika''s flushed appearance gradually transforming into a pleased one as she recovered enough to move her hips erratically against his swollen dick, moaning crazily as her small toes curled with each of his harsh thrusts, showing her clear appreciation for being screwed silly without mercy as the bed creaked dangerously under their vigorous actions.


    "Fuck!


    I''m going to fill you up, Sumika." Lancelot roared possessively when a familiar tightening in his balls made him slam Sumika''s hips harder with swift, forceful, brutal strokes, causing the adorable ninja girl to wail loudly while arching her back as yet another spine-tingling orgasm wrecked her drenched pussy, coating his pulsing meat rod with sticky juices repeatedly as she came, adding to the filthy mess that was already accumulating below their connected loins.


    Sumika wasn''t experiencing such euphoric satisfaction that she barely reacted when Lancelot roared gutturally again and sank his engorged mushroom firmly against her battered womb before painting her fertile passage with viscous semen, flooding her soaked baby room in a matter of seconds with excessive amounts of potent sperm.


    "Ahhhnn.. So warm..!!"


    "Sumikaaaaa!"


    Her youthful figure spasmed crazily from Lancelot''s potent load jetting forth from the base of his shaft at the height of his pleasure, spurting dense threads of virile cream directly into her uterus continuously as Lancelot held Sumika''s ass firmly against his crotch while unleashing his sperm inside his mate unashamedly.


    Lancelot felt Sumika cling to him with trembling arms as jets of warm seed exploded from the tip of his dick nonstop, completely overflowing her stuffed vagina without reservations until Lancelot managed to finally regain some clarity, breathing raggedly as the euphoric sensation abated slowly.


    His length hardened a little as Sumika whimpered quietly while gazing into Lancelot''s face with glossy eyes, clearly exhausted after experiencing so many earth-shattering orgasms and looking ready to pass out at any moment.


    Their minds blanked out simultaneously as the couple experienced a powerful climax together for the first time. They shivered in harmony as their genitals smashed frantically against each other with depraved enthusiasm, as if the two lovers wished for this incredible pleasure to last forever.


    Lancelot groaned tiredly before leaning down towards Sumika. A peaceful expression emerged on her cute features before she welcomed his affections while returning the gesture affectionately until both passed out from sexual exhaustion. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''That... haaa... was amazing...''


    While his heartbeat gradually returned to normal after experiencing heaven, Lancelot felt rejuvenated after witnessing Sumika''s pleasured expressions, smiling faintly as her small hands traced his sweaty torso.


    He felt her conveying love without words before sighing contentedly with a smile as sleep finally caught up to Lancelot''s body. He closed his eyes peacefully while hugging Sumika protectively, intending to rest for a long while until morning arrived.


    The kind Marimo had long left, with a wet stain where she was watching from, and the kitsune who saw her in the morning leaving said she wore a beaming smile.


    Lancelot woke up early and glanced to his sides to see Sumika''s face with drool falling from the corner of her mouth. He brushed her cheek softly, watching her sleepy eyes open as her hand grabbed him in response.


    Her happy face warmed his heart as she brought his hand closer and kissed it lightly, muttering words of gratitude towards him, prompting him to respond likewise and peck her forehead afterwards.


    ''I''m falling hard...''


    Lancelot rose while carrying Sumika princess style as she giggled. He covered their naked bodies with the quilt blanket, walking towards the bath while carrying her in silence as her hands rested against his broad chest, admiring his masculine frame during their short trip.


    A refreshing bath followed as Lancelot cleaned her small figure lovingly while stealing a few kisses, causing Sumika to do the same to him, tempting him to take her once again until noon came since he enjoyed her company a lot.


    Eventually, Lancelot prepared breakfast in the kitchen shirtless as Sumika sat nearby, glancing at him fondly in her bed, waiting to eat together. However, someone interrupted the loving scene as the door opened.


    "Oh?"


    Sumika greeted the newcomers cheerfully before Lancelot did the same, only to see four kitsunes looking at the half-naked Lancelot and their Lord still in her bedsheets and beginning to giggle and make noise before rushing away, allowing Lancelot to sigh wryly before bringing Sumika food.


    ''It seems today will be a lively day.'' Lancelot thought, watching Sumika wolf down the food he cooked while occasionally looking at him with warm eyes.

 Chapter 111 - 42: The Baron Svelas Rage!

    In an exquisite room, several beautiful women slept on a bed while an obese middle-aged man sat in a chair with balding hair and a sweaty body. His fat fingers were holding onto a small book, slowly turning yellow.


    The obese man''s expression was extremely ugly as he looked at the woman on the bed. They were all very good-looking girls with beautiful bodies and faces.


    However, his body had a significant problem enjoying the company of these beautiful women he bought for Avalon Coins.


    The book was titled: "So, You''re Impotent! Here''s how to cure it!"


    "Impotence? Me?" The obese middle-aged man clenched his teeth, flipping through the pages. He suddenly stood up, shouting, "I''m not impotent! I''m still young!" Yet the wrinkled member dangled without power, even in the presence of three voluptuous, silky beauties.


    Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ears.


    "Lord Svella." A familiar voice sounded from outside.


    Baron Svella trembled in fear, immediately putting away his little treasure. "What is it?" He spoke in a hoarse voice.


    "A knight from the patrol to find where the Young Lord''s Life torch was extinguished returned, but his body is in a terrible state... He has an important message."


    Baron Svella frowned, shouting angrily, "Can''t you see I''m busy right now!? Tell him to come back tomorrow!"


    "But Lord Svella..." The voice sounded again, "This matter involves our Young Master... and the man will not survive much longer." This man was the head butler Zex and a servant whose family had served the Baron''s family for generations.


    The obese middle-aged man instantly stopped his anger, hurriedly rushing towards the door. However, just as he was about to open it, he realized that his clothes were still scattered on the floor, so he hastily picked them up to cover his naked body.


    Unaware of the mocking eyes of the women who were glad that, thanks to his useless crotch, they were still pure, wishing their families could come up with a ransom to free them.


    All daughters of the local Lords were tricked or forced into debt by Baron Svela due to his connection with the Central portion of their kingdom.


    ***


    Baron Svella sat on his throne, the plump meat of his thighs and rear wedged into his throne while a thick, greasy sweat covered his brow, looking down at the bloody knight with a sharp eye.


    ''This commoner won''t last¡ªhe''s missing his arms and most of his face. Tsk, what a disgusting thing to see before bed. No wonder I couldn''t get it up... It''s not impotence for sure!''


    Baron Svella inwardly complained.


    The injured knight knelt on one leg, unable to kneel on both due to the lack of limbs.


    "Report your findings!" Baron Svella impatiently said, wishing to end this matter quickly to return to his beauties.


    Despite him wanting to know if his son was doing well, there was a sense of jealousy towards the boy who inherited his wife''s beauty and grace, not to mention he was a perfectly healthy male! What if he stole his newly acquired women?


    Sadly, the old Baron had become insecure in his old age, a wise man and kind ruler before his wife left him to join her first love, an Earl in the central part of the kingdom.


    Thus, the once benevolent noble became greedy, petty, and cruel.


    "Young... Young Lord... killed..." The knight struggled to say, coughing up blood.


    "Killed?" Baron Svella''s heart tightened, thinking, ''My heir was killed? At a time like this!?''


    "Who dared!?" The obese middle-aged man shouted furiously.


    The knight used what little strength he had to speak. "The... the... Young Lord was killed by a man with silver hair, grey eyes.... and black horns."


    Baron Svella''s pupils shrank, asking, "Silver hair and black horns? Wasn''t my son travelling with a few knights? Why didn''t they stop him?"


    The dying knight spoke. "They... they all died... including Young Lord Svella... Only... me...


    managed to... escape."


    ''Dead? Everyone is dead?'' Baron Svella trembled, thinking, ''To kill a group of knights... both my son''s guardians and the secondary group were killed? Then, are you sure it wasn''t the dragon?"


    "What of that Eastern Whore?" Baron Svella asked, thinking, ''If she also died, then we can start over, no? I''ll take that woman''s land and teach her for rejecting both me and my son''s kindness.''


    However, Baron Svella''s hopes were shattered.


    "She... alive..." The knight said, coughing up more blood.


    Baron Svella''s face turned purple in rage, roaring, "Why does she live and my son die!?"


    "He... too strong... saved her... killed us all..." The knight replied weakly.


    Baron Svella gritted his teeth, shouting, "Send out messengers to inform the capital that some demon murdered my son! Declare the demons are trying to invade us from the South East!"


    The old Lord''s visage appeared for a moment, the sharp nature and his quick wit. He seemed to have put away the desire and petty feelings of his inferiority. Instead focused on the biggest threat: his son was dead, the dragon lived, and demons had appeared!


    These were matters beyond his level!


    "Yes, Lord Svella." Butler Zex bowed, leaving to perform his master''s orders.


    Baron Svella looked at the dying knight, speaking, "You did well. Rest easy."


    Although he hated commoners due to his wife, who was a commoner, leaving him for an Earl, he knew this knight had done his duty and deserved respect.


    The dying knight nodded, falling forward and dying, his soul flying to the cycle of reincarnation.


    Baron Svella sighed, ordering the maids and servants to clean up the body, returning it to the knight''s family for burial.


    ''Demons... Silver hair, black horns, and grey eyes...''


    "Dalton, we must ride to that witch''s territory and quickly crush the demon threat!"


    "My Lord? Is it certain she is working togeth-"


    "My son died when working with that witch; why is she alive if not spreading her legs for the damned monster!" Baron Svella roared.


    Dalton sighed, bowing, "Then we shall prepare troops."


    Baron Svella nodded, returning to his bedroom filled with beauties. ''That Eastern Whore will pay dearly for seducing my son while opening her crotch to those vile demons and inviting them to destroy us!''


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    ***


    Meanwhile, unaware of the plot against her, the Eastern Witch was sitting on the lap of her demon lover, watching the troops clearing the forest on the outskirts of her village and enjoying the breeze atop the new stone walls.


    "Lancelot~ I''m cold. warm me up." Sumika purred, acting cute like a vulnerable animal since the morning after Lancelot''s punishment.


    The Eastern Witch nestled comfortably in Lancelot''s embrace, feeling her husband''s warmth and enjoying his scent.


    ''Oh, this feels so good ~'' Sumika thought, happily purring.


    Lancelot chuckled, gently stroking Sumika''s hair and whispering, "Don''t be so cute¡ªI might eat you up." He kissed her cheek, hugging her tightly and warming her up.


    Sumika giggled, nuzzling Lancelot''s neck, kissing his jawline, and cooing, "Maybe I want you to eat me up~" She kissed his lips, moaning softly.


    However, she winced, her face showing a slight moment of pain as she felt his warm Ether seeping into her body to remove the pain, slowly soothing her.


    She wanted this moment to last forever, but the next moment, her dear husband''s words annoyed her¡ªSumika peeked at her pretty elder sister Marimo, who was quietly resting against Lancelot''s other shoulder.


    The two made a strange sisterly bond last night and vowed to support each other against the other women.


    Marimo even offered tips on making Lancelot happier in the bedroom and during normal times. So Sumika began to like Marimo even more than before.


    "It seems the knight finally did his job¡ªthat baron seems angry to send so many troops, haha." Lancelot didn''t seem worried, while Marimo looked angrily in the distance.


    "Darling, I can''t fight like this!"


    Lancelot smiled, kissing Sumika''s forehead. "Relax. The barrier will protect you¡ªbesides, I won''t let them touch a hair on your pretty head."


    His whisper caused her face to turn red, while Marimo giggled as she stood up, changing from her loungewear into her leather armour that covered most of her body, not wishing any male but Lancelot to see her body.


    Lancelot followed suit, wearing his iron armour with black metal plates protecting his chest, shoulders, and joints.


    Sumika pouted, thinking, ''No fair! I also want to wear armour and protect Darling! But big sis Marimo looks so sexy, her boobs and ass are so big, bouncy and round...''


    She imagined herself dressed in elegant armour like Marimo, only to see herself in a mirror as her chest and ass were lost and slipped. Lancelot hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and earlobe, causing her to shiver.


    Then he giggled at her armour falling to the floor!


    ''Ah..?!'' Sumika blushed because of her imagination.


    He noticed her gaze towards Marimo''s chest and ass, with a slightly sad look.


    Lancelot whispered. "Armor suits you, but don''t worry¡ªyou''re perfect the way you are." He kissed her cheek, smirking, "Besides, if you wore armour, then you wouldn''t be able to hug me like this~"


    Sumika pouted, muttering, "Stupid Darling." She blushed, hugging Lancelot, unwilling to let go.


    Marimo laughed softly, teasing, "Little Sumi, your husband is going to war soon¡ªdon''t hold him back!"


    Sumika sulked, reluctantly letting Lancelot go¡ªbut not before kissing him passionately.


    "Be careful, Darling~ Come back to me in one piece~" Sumika sweetly said.


    Lancelot''s back vanished as he leapt from the wall, not caring about the fall as his huge wings spread out, setting him rushing towards the enemy knights.


    "Royal Guard, assemble our units and protect the walls." His voice was so charming and sexy to Sumika as the deep tone vibrated through the air, causing ALL the women in the area to rush back to the village without delay.


    "Marimo, I leave them to you."

 Chapter 112 - 43: War? Hah!

    Lancelot didn''t care about following the human''s usual routine before fighting. If he weren''t here, what would happen to Sumika if she survived the clash with Tyr?


    Would a harsh battle await her?


    His wings flapped heavily, sending his body shooting into the knights as he held his dragon-slaying sword clad in flames in one hand. Lancelot''s black flames easily cut through even armour, evaporating their bodies upon contact.


    The burning fires then spread and expanded explosively, engulfing one of the knights. The power that would incinerate everything had nothing but tyranny in its name.


    "Gah!?"


    "Arggh!!"


    The knights in front began to scream as their bodies bubbled and melted¡ªLancelot didn''t stop, his body flashing across the large vanguard like a devil, his face covered with the black visor, golden eyes glowing like a reaper of death.


    Lancelot trampled the knights underfoot as though he were dancing. His movements showed no openings. Each step was filled with the will to slaughter, and every swing of his dragon-slaying sword burned anything around it to ash.


    ''I will save her, let her live happily and crush these humans to form my forward base!''


    "Marimo! Shoot them down."


    Standing quietly on the wall with a large group of half-elves and frost hares holding a mixture of longbows and shortbows, all releasing hundreds of arrows, Lancelot''s body shot into the sky with a resounding roar before the human knights were bombarded with long, black arrows.


    Innumerable arrows came flying from the fortress, turning into a torrential rainstorm. There was nowhere to escape. The human knights, not trampled or disarmed, raised their shields, but so many arrows with strange tips pierced their thick armours.


    "Don''t falter!? What do I pay you fools for!" A fat, balding male at the back of combat surrounded by heavily armoured knights and archers sat atop a warhorse. He was none other than Baron Svela.


    But despite his command, his troops were already terrified of the arrows and the flying devil that killed them like insects. It felt like they were being thrown to their deaths as an army that could kill a Dragon King slaughtered them.


    A knight protecting Baron Svela trembled as Lancelot landed before him, killing his horse with a flick of his wrist, the swipe splitting its skull open and revealing its greyish brain matter.


    "H-H-Help!! The demon is here!"


    Baron Svela fell to the ground helplessly but immediately tried to call for help as the knight next to him seemed frozen still as Lancelot was covered in black scaled armour, dark red flames and his black visor. "Oh? You are the father of that boy¡ªmaybe his mother slept around?" Lancelot asked sinisterly.


    Baron Svela paled, seeing Lancelot remove his helmet while stepping on the head of the dying horse as it struggled before he stomped down and crushed its skull. His pale expression only made the bloodstains on Lancelot''s scales seem more ominous.


    "Y-Y-You... What do you want in my territory!?"


    *Woosh*


    With a single swing of his blade, Lancelot chopped the knight beside Svela with ease, making Baron Svela piss himself as Lancelot smirked sadistically. "Do you need to ask, little worm? Didn''t your son try to take advantage of my Sumika?"


    "T-That... That child betrayed m-m-me!" Baron Svela quickly denied Lancelot''s words in fright, only making Lancelot raise his foot and slam down onto a knight''s chest.


    *Crunch*


    "What did you say?" Lancelot asked coldly while twisting his foot and crushing the knight''s rib cage and lungs, leaving Baron Svela shivering with piss running down his leg as his teeth rattled.


    "... Hiii!" Baron Svela couldn''t answer, unable to comprehend Lancelot''s rage that he felt coming off him as he continued. "Did he betray you? Is that something a parent says when one of their children dies? Are you saying your son deserved to die because he sold your fat ass out!?" Lancelot asked, kicking Baron Svela and flipping him over.


    "Please wait! There is money and gold! Take it all!" Baron Svela begged, afraid of Lancelot raising his foot, only for Lancelot to stomp down, crushing his knee with his boot as the bones shattered beneath his feet.


    "Money? Gold? Why would I take such garbage trash from the likes of you?" Lancelot asked. Baron Svela screamed and begged for mercy once more. "Gyaaaaah!"


    Suddenly, a gust of air passed by the baron as a male with grey hair and light armour thrust a spear towards Lancelot''s body. The speed and power were quite dangerous. Even Lancelot almost lost balance as he dodged it to avoid receiving critical damage, but the man disappeared instantly, only to appear behind Lancelot and stabbed forth with his spear.


    ''He vanished...'' Lancelot thought as he dodged to the side before blocking a sword strike using the armour scales of his forearm with sparks flickering from the blow, pushing the old man backwards as the pair stood opposite each other. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why is someone strong suddenly showing up?" Lancelot growled, moving his sword, creating sparks between the two blades before using his strength to send the spearman away¡ªthe man vanished again and appeared before Lancelot, swinging his spear forth.


    "...You have some skill, old man..." Lancelot praised, glancing at the grey-haired man who attacked him. Not bad! He knew how to use magic to fight, and he was good at disappearing and reappearing after he did so. Lancelot couldn''t feel any killing intent and malice coming from this person; instead, he saw caution and seriousness.


    "Are you the one leading this demonic attack?"


    "Hmm...? Demonic attack?" Lancelot tilted his head, the spear shooting past his neck, slicing the black scales with brilliant sparks. Lancelot grabbed the spear with his powerful grip, stopping the old man from pulling it back.


    The old man frowned at Lancelot''s action before vanishing once more, releasing his spear.


    ''Fast... Lancelot noted that his movement-type magic seemed superior, the pair clashing blows, sending sparks everywhere as they fought like demons in combat.


    The old man had many weapons: swords, daggers, spears and even a mace. Lancelot blocked every strike, returning one of his own using his flame-clad dragon-slaying sword, aiming at the old man''s heart¡ªthe grey-haired old man blocked Lancelot''s strike with several barriers of wind, sending a series of blades at Lancelot, piercing his black scale armour, injuring him before jumping back.


    Seeing the injuries caused by those barrier blades, Lancelot narrowed his gaze behind the black visor covering his face. ''He''s got me wounded in our little exchange...''


    Lancelot tried to calculate the range and speed of his enemy before he began to fight with everything he had.


    The old man was faster, but there was a strange look of pain when he moved or attacked, and the window between attacks increased as the battle continued.


    ''Let''s put out more feelers, then use my Dominus if he still troubles me.''


    Taking a more offensive stance, Lancelot inched forward, as the sound of arrows and fighting behind him made him feel relieved by the loud crashing of Frost Hares stomping on human armour, the distinct thud causing his lips to curve into a wicked smile that was hidden from the old man.


    He looked truly demonic at this moment.

 Chapter 113 - 44: What Is It Good For?

    Zex was shocked.


    His old body was screaming in pain after using several movements and ability-increasing skills together, slowly tearing his muscles and body apart each moment he used them again, with blood oozing from deep cuts in his thighs and calves.


    "Why do you demons seek to destroy humanity? Can we not live in peace? Avalon is so big!"


    The demon stopped when Zex spoke, but behind him, the Baron and a group of thirty crossbowmen shot their bolts towards the demon with a black visor and golden eyes.


    "I am not trying to destroy humanity, old man. But your actions against me and my women must be answered¡ªI will never accept anyone hurting my precious troops and concubines!" Lancelot replied with anger seething from his mouth, raising his sword and blocking every bolt aimed at his body, melting the ground before walking calmly towards Zex.


    Despite his words, the demon''s tone and actions showed signs of destruction¡ªwhy would he raze an entire village to protect his men and women?


    Zex suddenly felt something was wrong. This demon was far too humane, and it caused him to remember things he wanted to forget about the Great Demon War fifty years ago.


    ''Is this demon different from the ones fifty years ago...?'' Zex gripped his spear tightly. He''d have to act now!


    Lancelot was only three steps away from reaching him as Zex prepared his ether within his old body before jumping forth, stabbing at Lancelot¡ªhis body blurred with his movement-type magic, his spear shooting at Lancelot''s throat.


    But Lancelot was stronger and faster. His black dragon-slaying sword collided with Zex''s spear, causing both weapons to tremble violently until the spear cracked apart, sending Zex stumbling backwards before the old man dropped his broken weapon.


    "Your men are being massacred¡ªthe lord you worship is fleeing. Why do you keep fighting?"


    The distorted but charming voice sounded like a devil''s whisper in Zex''s ear, reminding Zex of why he was fighting... Everyone he cared about¡ªthe villagers, knights, and mages¡ªwas dead; it was useless to keep going.


    But he had to fight!


    As Zex sighed, Lancelot placed his dragon-slaying sword by the old man''s neck¡ªblood dripped from the wound.


    ''Goddess of justice, Madiv, God of Battle Justal, give me the strength to destroy this evil devil that will destroy all I love, worship, and adore!'' Zex prayed to his gods, using what remained of his ether as Lancelot lifted his dragon-slaying sword to finish the job before a huge dome of energy pushed him back several metres.


    The next moment, a huge golden light descended from the skies, enveloping Zex, causing his wounds to heal and his body to grow in size, expanding his muscles and slightly distorting his figure.


    Zex shuddered, his skin slightly golden as his blood, flesh, and bones were dead, only kept alive by the golden light shining down upon him.


    [Zex POV End]


    Lancelot froze when the dome of energy forced him back, seeing the change in Zex¡ªwas this the legendary blessing bestowed to believers of the gods!? Only available to natives of Avalon.


    Lancelot read books in his past life, trying to gain any advantage. He wanted this route, but nobody in Avalon chose their side. Nobody except a naive princess


    Lancelot spat, watching Zex charge at him. This new level of strength made the old man stronger and faster as he swung his spear¡ªLancelot barely evaded the sharp tip before it tore through the flesh of his neck.


    "What!?" Lancelot gasped before the second thrust penetrated his abdomen, the black scales like paper against Zex''s empowered attacks.


    Lancelot clutched the wound with shock written on his face. Those strikes would normally bounce off, yet he couldn''t block them. The third attack pierced Lancelot''s shoulder, knocking him backward.


    Blood poured from Lancelot''s wounds. Zex attacked without rest¡ªevery time Lancelot moved to counter-attack, another thrust would strike his body.


    The pain caused by the empowered old man became worse, and Lancelot lost strength as he realised that Zex was changing.


    ''He''s breaking down, becoming an abomination!'' Lancelot cooled down¡ªit now seemed the blessing was a double-edged sword that destroyed the user''s body, creating a monster worshipping a god after using Ether incorrectly.


    Using too much ether created this abomination. The effects differed depending on what deity granted them power, but they all ended with the host losing all sense of self and becoming puppets of the gods.


    This realisation made Lancelot smirk¡ªhe was glad his past life failed to secure them. As he kicked the dirt, sending his body fluttering back with the flap of his wings to create distance.


    ?Dominus: The Incubus Emperor''s Regalia?


    With a fierce beating of his heart, the bloody wounds around his body began to bubble as his lost blood danced in the air before fusing with the black dragon scales, his incomplete Dominus completing as the crimson tint and second pair of blood wings formed, wrapping around his body as his legs, arms, and chest became more muscular and robust.


    "Haa...Haa. Using this mid-fight and wounded hurts like hell."


    *Bzzt*


    A strong sound like a speaker blip resounded as Lancelot vanished, his body appearing behind the old man before smashing into his skull with the back of his fist, sending his body flying, rolling in the air, and smashing his head against the ground, stones, and tree trunks for several metres before colliding with a huge rock, causing a resonating bang.


    "How disappointing," Lancelot mumbled to himself, seeing that Zex wasn''t getting up¡ªthis man used a blessing wrong, losing his sense of self, and Lancelot used his incomplete regalia, Dominus, at full capacity, almost crushing him in a single hit.


    "Sword!"


    Lancelot didn''t underestimate his enemy, as hundreds of blades formed, distorted as they lacked hilts, guards, and handles, only sharp blades more like spears, all eighty centimetres long, shimmering with a beautiful red and black light.


    ''Oh? My ether turns black and red during Dominus?''


    Ether began swirling around Lancelot as his crimson-tinted wings vibrated with a melodic hum. His finger snapped, sending the blades shooting through the air at supersonic speed like missiles, all landing into Zex''s body, ripping his flesh to shreds, and sending pieces of gore flying into the trees with a symphony of screams.


    "Die!"


    Each snap of his fingers sent dozens of blades into Zex''s body repeatedly as the old man''s flesh was ripped apart by each blade, digging into his bones and organs¡ªwith the final finger snap, Lancelot sent the spear towards the skies, his target...


    Well, it''s a secret for now. Lancelot looked at Zex lying on the ground with several holes in his body as blood pooled beneath him, his limbs missing as he lay helplessly as a corpse, unable to even gasp for air.


    ''Was this the extent of the blessing?'' Lancelot pondered, seeing the golden light flicker, even now trying to restore his broken body, only making Lancelot narrow his gaze as he walked over casually, raising his dragon-slaying sword above his head.


    Ether formed on Lancelot''s body and his blade as black flames, crimson-tinted, wrapped around his dragon-slaying sword, humming sweetly as though it were calling Zex''s soul to hell.


    ?Arc Flame Slash?


    Then Lancelot slammed the blade downward into Zex''s chest, causing his body to explode and painting the grass, trees, and earth with a sea of blood.


    The golden light shattered completely as a wave of ether and power flooded Lancelot''s body, causing him to kneel, vomiting blood as the impact caused his Dominus and dragon scales to vaporise.


    [Killed Two Descended Angels + 2 Levels]


    [Arc Flame Slash became Rank 2]


    "Guha, what is this pain?" Lancelot felt like he was struck by a huge hammer several times before the benefits started to heal his body rapidly, which was itchy and made his head throb with pain.


    "Master!"


    Marimo rushed over with a huge group of Frost Hares and Half-Elves, who were scouring the battlefield, stripping the knights of all their armour and items like common bandits.


    ''Haha, Marimo, you are always the first to support me.'' Lancelot smiled bitterly with his weakened body, coughing up more blood. He needed food! Sex would also be good, but it wasn''t possible here¡ªMarimo noticed Lancelot''s injuries and took a pill from her storage bracelet before placing it in his mouth.


    She felt his dry lips and swallowed before grabbing his body and kissing him to help feed Lancelot the pill with her saliva, causing his dry lips to moisten and taste minty.


    Lancelot chewed the pill carefully, letting Marimo kiss him and enjoying her soft tongue enter his mouth before feeling better as his regenerative abilities increased thanks to Dominus.


    Her pill was the lowest-ranking healing item. Still, it helped Lancelot recover quicker before Marimo broke their passionate kiss, with strands of saliva connecting their lips as Lancelot stared lustfully.


    "Master, we should return to the fortress to recuperate," Marimo whispered seductively. Lancelot nodded¡ªit wouldn''t be bad to lie in bed with Marimo, flirting and having sex before going to sleep peacefully¡ªbut work needed to come first, as Lancelot sighed.


    "Marimo, collect all the bodies and weapons," Lancelot coughed out as Marimo nodded and began organising his subordinates. They collected anything useful before carrying Lancelot back to the fortress, with Marimo supporting his body lovingly.


    Lancelot enjoyed Marimo''s scent of vanilla and honey. She smelled good as he admired her rabbit ears and soft, voluptuous body before they started to collect loot.


    Meanwhile...


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    Baron Svela watched everything as he shivered. That monster killed everyone, and he barely managed to escape as he and a few crossbowmen rushed along the grass together, trying to escape.


    "Hmmm, what is that strange howling sound?" One of the archers mentioned that Baron Svela listened, hearing loud cries akin to those of wolves.


    *Howl~~~~!*


    Suddenly, the sky seemed dark as hundreds of bloody spears shot towards Baron Svela and the crossbowmen, impaling their bodies, killing them instantly, and painting the field of grass crimson with blood and corpses.


    Baron Svela screamed in pain as his body became numb and his vision blurred. The crossbowmen collapsed near him as their hearts and chests became punctured before Baron Svela witnessed the spears vanish, leaving gaping holes in their corpses.


    Crimson-tainted figures approached Baron Svela as he tried crawling away¡ªtheir howls echoed eerily, like wolves stalking prey. Baron Svela heard the footsteps stop behind him before whimpering pathetically.


    "No!? Stop... Help! Help!!"


    However, it was merely the Baron who fell into madness as crimson spears impaled his body, ending his wails for mercy as silence returned to the battlefield.


    [Baron Svela POV End]


    Lancelot licked his lips while groping the heavy, soft tits of Marimo on their way back as he grinned madly¡ªthose crimson spears, all hitting their marks as ether flooded his body.

 Chapter 114 - 1: Lancelot Has A Mother Complex

    When he returned to the village, Sumika rushed to his side but seemed uncomfortable and couldn''t jump into his arms, instead choosing to hug his arm while letting Marimo enjoy the other.


    He was shocked more by how the Kitsune girls were all changed, no longer standing around joking or playing around.


    Their fur was dirty with blood and mud, and they seemed to be helping the Frost Hares clear the battlefield and strip armour from the dead human knights.


    ''It looks a little gruesome with all these beautiful women covered in blood and tearing armour off corpses.'' Lancelot thought uncomfortably as Sumika led him towards a group of Hares tending to wounded troops.


    "Hurry, pull the arrow, and apply healing magic to her body." A beautiful fox with silky fur called out before pulling the broken arrow from a wounded Kitsune''s thigh, ignoring the blood spurting into her face and putting pressure on the wound.


    ''I didn''t realise Nami had such skills. Is she talented in the role of a healer or doctor?''


    Lancelot wondered as the Fox Girl cast white magical flames on her hand, which spread across the wound, cauterising it and starting to mend flesh.


    Sumika let go of his arm and went over to help Nami while Marimo clung even tighter, clearly wanting to spend more time close to him.


    "Let''s go, Marimo; we can''t help them much by staying here."


    "Mmm."


    Lancelot said this, but his fingers began to tap the Lord''s screen, changing the current building into a medical hut that would increase the success of surgery and healing by a small percentage.


    As soon as the blue magic circle vanished and the building changed, a gentle breeze and cool feeling filled the room, and along the back wall, a gentle spring of cool water began to flow around a small black basin that surrounded the room, allowing easy access to clean, disinfected water for all of the beds.


    Marimo watched Lancelot do this and giggled at his kind heart before hugging his arm as they left the building. They visited several buildings before returning to the Lord''s mansion and dropping onto the comfortable sofa.


    Sensing Lancelot relaxing, Marimo gently grasped his head, pulling him onto her soft, squishy thighs.


    Then, she rubbed his scalp while stroking his silver hair behind his ears and twisting his neck to avoid his horns poking into her breasts, causing a strange pain that Marimo seemed to begin enjoying if she didn''t move him.


    Her fingers gently traced his ears and face until his eyes naturally closed as Marimo treated him like a tired child needing comfort.


    "Master, you seem a little tired. Let me take care of you and take a rest."


    "Mmm."


    Out of nowhere, Marimo pulled out an ear pick with a soft, fluffy tip and a small metal scraper on the other side before she stroked along his rugged cheek, blowing gently on his ears.


    "Now stay still, Master, so that I can clean your ears," Marimo whispered, causing Lancelot to twitch a little when she put the pick in his ear and began massaging along his earlobe.


    Marimo used a slow rhythm, occasionally pausing to remove wax from the pick and using magic to clean it while blowing the fluff before returning to his ear with a smile and using her nails to tickle the area around her ear and make Lancelot laugh a little from the pleasure.


    ''Why does cleaning my ear feel so good? It must be Marimo''s touch as she slowly rubs her fingers around my earlobe before entering the canal and scraping gently to remove dirt without hurting me,'' Lancelot thought absent-mindedly, his memories of a distant past being a young boy on a blurry woman''s lap, feeling the same kind of affectionate touch.


    ''If Marimo betrayed me, wouldn''t I be killed instantly?'' He thought to himself while enjoying the sweet scent that flowed from her thighs¡ªa creamy vanilla and strawberry scent likely from the fruits used when they washed their undergarments.


    Despite the dangers Marimo posed to Lancelot''s life, he relaxed on her lap while trusting her completely, the feeling of her thick, squishy thighs tempting him further.


    "Okay, now swap over," Marimo commanded, forcing him to sit up and switch positions so Marimo could clean his other ear, but as he twisted on her lap, he felt something soft hit his back, making him turn his head as Marimo hugged his face against her breasts.


    "Marimo?" Lancelot muttered, confused about why Marimo suddenly became clingy.


    "Don''t mind me, master. Just relax." She purred sweetly, wrapping his horns with her soft hands and sliding along them as if to massage and clean them, sending jolts of pleasure down Lancelot''s body due to their sensitivity.


    He tried to push away reactively, but his hands grabbed her warm, squishy tits, sinking his fingers into their welcoming, fuzzy texture.


    "Oh~!" Marimo moaned when Lancelot touched her, unconsciously pushing his face closer into her deep cleavage, encouraging his touch as she pushed his hands deeper into her chest, allowing him to rub her nipples with his thumbs.


    However, the sound made Lancelot realise what he was doing, letting go in shock, only for Marimo''s delicate fingers to wrap around his wrists and guide him to return to her breasts, preventing him from moving too far away.


    "Master, you promised that I would be next."


    For some reason, it felt like Marimo was more serious than usual; their eyes locked together as she rubbed the tip of his horns with her thumbs before grasping his wrists again to avoid his escape, seductively biting her lower lip as she swayed her soft, voluptuous body against his.


    Seeing Marimo behave in such a way surprised Lancelot, who realised she wouldn''t let go until he agreed.


    ''Her nipples are really hard.'' He realised this as Marimo rocked his wrists to caress her soft tits while waiting patiently, showing no intention of accepting any excuses as her eyes pleaded with him to play with her body.


    Seeing Marimo''s seriousness forced Lancelot to sigh a little, unable to resist the temptation he offered: "Alright, once we finish cleaning my ears, later tonight, let''s go for a date in the Empire."


    [Hmmmm, finally, you will sleep with that gentle girl?]


    It felt like Morgana had not spoken to him in a lifetime, yet why did she not get angry about him sleeping with Marimo or Sumika? He thought the whole reason they were slightly arguing was due to him sleeping with various women.


    She deserves it, and why would a succubus be mad? [I don''t care what you do; as long as you love me, I will wait for eternity for our moment together.]


    ''Then why?''


    [Idiot, I wanted to give you a reason to head south and keep pushing forward. There is so much love and warmth all around you, and I fear you might grow rusty and that sharp edge you have might dull, and one day, it would mean I lose you forever!


    Lancelot felt her passion and sincere feelings of worry, unable to get angry because it was true that after the fight with Arthur and Rena, he was feeling superior and had started to become lax in his training.


    "Do you mean that? Tonight, you will make me your wife?"


    A strange mood filled the room as he spoke to both women simultaneously. Marimo pushed him onto her lap and began to clean his other ear, but her treatment became even more gentle and passionate, as if washing his ears meant the world to her.


    ''Am I treating Ikumi a bit unfairly compared to Marimo? Does she need more attention, and because I treat her with a slightly frivolous and playful attitude, has she come to doubt my love?'' Lancelot wondered as he recalled Ikumi''s behaviour earlier when she believed he saw her as a tool to bear children rather than a wife.


    "I promise; after this village is secure, we will have a date in my world and spend the entire evening together."


    Marimo''s eyes changed, but he was facing away from her and couldn''t see them. Bright, glowing hearts fluttered around her pupils while the green iris shone with a brilliance she hadn''t shown before.


    Marimo seemed extremely happy, her black feet tapping the ground as her pick cleaned Lancelot''s ear.


    ''While Marimo is cleaning my ears, Morgana, talk to me about training so we aren''t awkward,'' Lancelot asked internally while closing his eyes to avoid seeing the strange look in Marimo''s eye, making her appear possessed or crazy.


    [Training is just sex and growing as an incubus. Did you think your body could match a succubus by slaying a dragon? [I was preparing a perfect partner to improve your bloodline, but you seem to prefer those little foxes and rabbits, fufu.]


    ''Hey, Morgana, don''t tease me!'' Lancelot felt slightly annoyed at Morgana''s teasing tone but sensed a strange undertone in her words. ''I was completely wrong about how to improve as an incubus. Well, at least I became stronger; that helps with other things, too.''


    Lancelot decided not to bother thinking deeply about Morgana''s meaning.


    ''Plus, training with Marimo or Sumika doesn''t feel right; they''re innocent and adorable; it feels like I am corrupting them. I would rather sleep with them because I like them as women and people.''


    [Who said he didn''t like the mother type?]


    [Now you are crazy about the biggest mother as she cleans your ears, gently blowing on the soft cotton and massaging your face!]


    Morgana teased Lancelot mercilessly while Marimo cleaned his ears, rubbed his shoulders while leaning forward, and kissed his right horn, giggling mischievously at her successful capture of Lancelot.


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 Chapter 115 - 2: Date In The Empire

    [Marimo Pov]


    Tonight, Marimo was going to spend the night with her beloved master.


    Since the moment they met, her eyes have always found themselves moving towards his figure, remembering the mistake she made. His seeing her naked so many times in the beginning caused her great shame, but deep inside she felt joy.


    Because that moment made her something unique in his eyes¡ªthe black-furred frost hare who walked around half naked and would go above and beyond for him.


    "Now then, Marimo, how do you want to look for him?"


    Guinevere stood behind her, holding a small box that carried various makeup products.


    She originally hated Lancelot having other women, but the nights where she was alone and he kept going until she was half dead were too much.


    "Maybe mature, like a mother or adult woman?"


    She felt excitement building in her chest as the box opened with the faint scent of fruits and powder.


    "...."


    Her hands traced her curves; her fur dipped in, displaying her thin hips and tight muscles while amplifying her large breasts, which gently swayed in the light dress as Guin did her makeup.


    As an active frost hare, she had always kept fit and hadn''t gained fat, other than her thighs, which were filled with muscles and became thicker no matter how she dieted, and her buttocks, which were both firm and squishy.


    ''He likes my butt, though; I feel he gets hard each time he touches it.''


    Guin added a layer of glossy red lipstick with a gentle curve to her lips and slowly traced an eyeliner.


    Your beauty spot makes you look so sexy with that black fur, Marimo."


    The little brush carefully spread a light powder underneath Marimo''s eye and connected her cheeks to her red lip, highlighting the appearance of her pretty face with a hint of an alluring atmosphere.


    "Master must love looking at your face."


    Marimo''s heart was beating faster and faster with those simple, elegant changes Guinevere made.


    The feminine air naturally surrounded her entire being as she started imagining Lancelot''s smile and hugs, even from the mere image Guinevere provided.


    ''Would Master prefer this Marimo better?''


    Questions filled her mind about things she couldn''t know the answer to as she lightly looked at herself in the mirror through those large green orbs.


    A weird feeling lingered in Marimo''s heart, making her brows frown gently, and a mixed, complicated emotion appeared on her face.


    Is this beautiful? Will master''s heart beat fast, like Meru''s after he strokes her head?''


    Not long after fixing her makeup, Marimo chose a frilly black strapless dress that had ruffles around her shoulders and frills around her upper thighs sticking to her hips, creating a sexy, bee-like figure.


    She stood alone at the meeting place due to being too excited and leaving an hour early.


    People passed by without paying attention or perhaps couldn''t ignore her, glancing once or twice while talking or walking away.


    Thinking Lancelot would take at least an hour or two, Marimo prepared several things inside her small item bracelet, such as snacks or books that carried techniques, as a male approached her with a strange look.


    "Uhm, miss, you''ve been there for a little while. Are you alone?"


    He had brown hair and blue eyes with freckles, and although he wasn''t ugly compared to the master in Marimo''s heart, he was like dirt.


    Yet she didn''t treat him impolitely, instead giving a simple ''um'' as a response because Marimo disliked talking to other males due to a past mistake.


    "Miss, would you like me to keep you company until your boyfriend or husband appears?"


    However, that reaction wasn''t what the brown-haired youth expected.


    "No."


    Before the male could speak, she suddenly threatened him with her sharp eyes, a fearsome gaze only savage hunters or crazed lunatics might make, causing a strange aura to emit from her body like a murderer.


    He trembled for a second before looking away and muttering a few curse words while walking away, grumbling that ladies nowadays are crazy.


    Marimo ignored him since it wasn''t an important matter; instead, she sat on a small bench and began kicking her long legs, tapping the ground with her powerful rabbit feet.


    Suddenly, a familiar sound of feet echoed in her long, floppy ears as they bounced with delight, but her face suddenly became bright red, Marim''s fingers grasping her dress tight while trembling.


    She felt a small trickle of coldness and warmth dripping from her stomach as it began to feel strange, causing itching and heat in her loins, but most importantly, a wet sensation formed on them, turning her pants a dark black with a transparent line.


    ''This never happened before when meeting Master.''


    Yet as Marimo slowly glanced at her new appearance, using her left hand to straighten her back, causing her full, bulging chest to become tight, her long ears straightened while vibrating like a dog''s tail.


    "Marimo, you look so beautiful."


    Her eyes narrowed in delight as she saw Lancelot''s face, which wore an overly passionate, charming smile that stimulated her and made her a little weak at her knees.


    Marimo tried standing up, but her vision suddenly darkened slightly due to Lancelot''s abrupt embrace, wrapping his hands tightly around her petite body''s waist. At the same time, his fingers teased her soft butt through the silk dress, poking Marimo''s stomach gently with something hard and erect, causing her to blush with shame and excitement.


    ''Master is hard, again! But shouldn''t we do these things in the house, not outside?''


    "M-mas¡ª"


    Before Marimo could finish, Lancelot''s warm lips abruptly covered hers, filling her mouth with a strong masculine scent and taste, stimulating her sensitive nose with his masculine fragrance while his tongue entered her mouth, playing with her saliva and teeth.


    Marimo''s body became hot, especially her lower half, as Lancelot''s hands slipped into her dress and directly touched her bare skin, rubbing her smooth fur and toned muscles while pressing his fingers against her soft buttocks and teasing her.


    Yet Marimo didn''t stop Lancelot''s actions, allowing him to tease her wherever he wanted while kissing him back and returning his passion, trying to use her tongue to play with his.


    "Mmmph..."


    "Haa...."


    Their kiss ended as Lancelot pulled away, a thick silver strand of saliva connecting their mouths, while Marimo''s flushed, passionate expression stared at Lancelot''s handsome face, making her desire more of his affection.


    However, he controlled himself with much difficulty since public displays of affection were frowned upon, although some couples might show it.


    "Forgive me, Marimo; you were just too enchanting, and I was captured under your spell." S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hehe, then remain a captive forever, Master."


    Marimo giggled cutely while Lancelot stroked her soft ears, using his fingers to gently rub them, leading her towards their destination, his arm wrapped around her thin waist as if afraid someone else might snatch her.


    After a short walk, they arrived at a fancy hotel with various cuisines, such as Western or Eastern food, yet Marimo''s favourite was the Eastern style, which Lancelot knew and ordered for her.


    They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo''s life before Lancelot summoned her. In fact, her motherly aura and actions stemmed from her and Meru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.


    They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo''s life, before Lancelot summoned her; in fact, her motherly aura and actions stemmed from her and Meru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.


    Lancelot told her about his world, such as cars or phones, while describing the planet''s natural wonders, including places like Mount Evera, the Saraba Desert, or the Super Canyon, stunning Marimo''s imagination.


    "One day..."


    "How about one day we visit them all together?


    He spoke before she finished, causing her to swallow the soft steak with her ears flopping and her feet tapping the ground with a loud thump.


    "Lancelot, I would love that, but let''s bring everyone so nobody is left out."


    Marimo''s gentle and loving side couldn''t be hidden even now, causing Lancelot to nod while stroking her ears and praising her kindness.


    "You''re right; we can bring everyone, including Meru and Ikumi."


    Marimo nodded happily, eating everything before drinking a fruit cocktail with a slight intoxicating taste, causing her to become tipsy as Lancelot paid the bill with a card and guided her upstairs to their booked penthouse suite.


    Yet Marimo''s steps staggered due to the alcohol''s influence, and she leant against Lancelot for support as he hugged her, carrying her in a princess carry and ignoring the stares people gave them.


    Soon, they reached their room, a massive king-sized bed with rose petals covering its white sheets; candles lit the dim interior with a faint fragrance and aroma; and Marimo''s nose twitched gently.


    "Master...smells good..."


    She murmured softly while Lancelot laid her on the bed, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his muscular build and boxers, which contained his erect rod, which Marimo desired, reaching out with her small fingers and touching it.


    "Hehe, Master''s huge thing is hard for only Marimo."


    Marimo''s heart was so full of love and affection; her fingers felt the throbbing heat from inside his boxers as she spread both her fingers and slipped between the opened buttons, feeling his warm veiny meat.


    "Marimo will serve her master; please enjoy her warm, slimy Frost Hare throat!"


    Her eyes narrowed, watching as he grunted before leaning back against the wall, her legs squatting and rubbing her face, and her large nose against his cloth boxers, sniffing several times as her fingers slipped along his shaft, stroking along his glans.


    "Now, give Marimo all your love and warm milk."

 Chapter 116 - 3: Lancelost [R18]

    Marimo was a little more aggressive at times, and Lancelot never expected that she would be like this during copulation.


    "Lancelot, it''s just a little rope."


    "Don''t worry. I won''t leave marks on your body."


    "I don''t like being submissive."


    "Then break the ropes and ravish me."


    He lost his voice after her soft voice said something so erotic, her beautiful aquamarine eyes fluttering as she tightened the rope around his hands, locking him in place with nothing on his body.


    ''This woman is nothing like I expected!''


    Pulling on the ropes, he felt it might take some time to break them, but tonight was for Marimo''s ideal, and she asked for it to be like this so he would accept her desire and not make trouble.


    ''Marimo, just you wait!''


    ''The moment you reach climax, I''ll surely push you down onto the bed and ravish you!''


    Lancelot was lying on the comfy king-sized bed while Marimo climbed atop it, slowly brushing herself against him and letting her soft, heavy tits smack onto his abdomen and chest before slapping them against his face.


    "You look so beautiful when naked and vulnerable, Fufu."


    She slowly mounted his chest, her crotch in clear view; her fingers began to slide both lips apart with a sticky sound, revealing her soft, pink slit glistening with sticky honey as her fingertips slipped along her puffy mound, squishing her flesh while letting out a pleasant gasp.


    "How? Is my vagina nice and clean, soft, and pink? Is it better than your other girls?" S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Marimo lifted her ass, slapping her meaty cheeks against his chest before rubbing her warm, musky lips against his face.


    "Mmmph...Marimo!? Nnnnph."


    "Good, your breath and lips are so nice; kiss my pussy and use your tongue to make me feel good."


    She shuddered at the feeling of his lips sticking to her slit and sending chills down her spine as she grasped his silver hair and began to rock her hips, leaning against the headboard with her face, slapping her ass against his chin while humping his face.


    Her juices splashed into his mouth while Lancelot could only move his tongue and suck on her lips, occasionally sliding between her folds to taste her nectar and brushing against her sensitive spots, eliciting soft moans.


    Because of his skilled tongue, Marimo became more aggressive, slamming her ass against his face while Lancelot suffocated under her warmth, taking several deep breaths through his nose.


    Her sweet scent entered his lungs while her sticky honey dripped into his throat, making him swallow her fluids as Marimo let out cute moans, pulling his hair and rocking her hips until she felt Lancelot struggling and pulled off his face, looking back to see his flushed expression and a sense of pleasure jolted through her spine.


    "Oh my, you look a little out of breath, fufu. Was my cunt that delicious?"


    Marimo turned around, pressing her knees beside his head and lowering her thick ass, grinding her soft, sweaty thighs and plump buttocks against Lancelot''s face while using her hand to grasp his manhood, stroking it, and causing Lancelot to let out muffled moans.


    ''Why am I so hard!?''


    Lancelot was confused at the different scenario as Marimo''s musk filled his nose, her fleshy ass cheeks wrapped around his nose, and her slippery pussy pressed against his mouth, squishing her fuffy lips against his, a lewd kiss that made his cock bounce in arousal.


    "Ahh, Lancelot, your tongue feels wonderful; mmnn, continue licking!"


    Marimo began to rock her hips, thrusting her waist, while Lancelot stuck his tongue out, tasting her soaked entrance and sucking on her lips while his mind clouded as her smell and flavour overloaded his senses.


    Marimo used her fingers to spread her fat lips while Lancelot''s tongue slid between her folds, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her spine and causing her to shiver and let out delightful moans.


    She pressed her pussy against his face to savour his wet, skilled tongue as her nose pressed against his cock, sniffing the thick scent of arousal coming from his length while her hands stroked it faster.


    "Such a dirty cock, pushing against my nose, smearing its lewd scent on my face."


    Lancelot wanted to hold Marimo''s plump ass, squeezing her soft cheeks and digging his fingers into her skin, but the ropes prevented him from doing anything, and Marimo took advantage of his helplessness.


    "Oh my, do you want to fuck Marimo''s sexy ass that badly? Here, let me help you."


    Marimo kept humping his face, and her heavy breathing and adorable moans caused Lancelot''s cock to throb in arousal as precum leaked from his tip, dripping into Marimo''s nose while she brushed her face against his length, moving her hand faster and twisting it around his girth, sending Lancelot closer to cumming.


    "Fufu, do you want to cum? *Sniff* Your cock smells so naughty. Shall I lick it for you? Maybe you want to cum on my face instead?"


    ''What is wrong with me?''


    Lancelot was confused about how fast he reached his limit while Marimo had complete control, her sticky honey splashing into his mouth and dripping down his throat, and the scent of her ass and snatch flooding his nose.


    It was like taking hard drugs as his body filled with a strange pleasure, melting his mind while Marimo''s moans became louder.


    Her thick, muscular legs quivered as her heart and body trembled from Lancelot''s skilled tongue brushing against her weak spots, sending waves of pleasure throughout her spine as her pussy clenched, spraying fluids into Lancelot''s mouth. At the same time, he swallowed her juices and continued to lap up Marimo''s liquids, causing her to moan louder.


    "Ahh, Lancelot, haaah, your tongue is too good; Mmnn, I''m going to cum!"


    Marimo couldn''t handle Lancelot''s expert tongue anymore as her body tensed up, her fluids spraying into his mouth as her thighs and legs locked his head in place, preventing him from moving. Her body shivered from reaching climax, gasping for air while Lancelot struggled to breathe, causing him to suffocate under Marimo''s crotch.


    ''Crap! I''m going to drown!''


    Lancelot struggled to breathe while Marimo shivered from reaching orgasm, releasing his head as he gasped for air and taking several deep breaths before Marimo grasped his cock, pointing it towards her face and opening her mouth, catching Lancelot off guard as his cock twitched, shooting white streams into her mouth, coating her tongue, teeth, and lips white, as Marimo began to choke, spit, and swallow his semen in shock.


    Marimo coughed and swallowed Lancelot''s semen, gasping for air as some dribbled down her jawline and onto her massive breasts, leaving a sticky trail of white while Lancelot looked at her surprised and shocked face, finding it adorable.


    ''What a sexy woman... I want to push her down and violate that huge ass, damn.''


    She regained her composure, wiping Lancelot''s semen off her lips with her fingers and bringing it to her mouth, tasting his salty flavour and swallowing his liquids, leaving Lancelot stunned by how erotic she looked.


    "You didn''t ask to cum..."


    Marimo glared at Lancelot, turning around and sitting on his waist, her wet entrance squishing against his stomach, staining his skin white as she grasped his neck, tightening her grip slightly and causing Lancelot to cough in surprise.


    "Do you think you can violate Marimo without her permission? How dare you cum on my face!?"


    She squeezed Lancelot''s neck harder, causing him to gasp for air as his cock bounced in arousal, surprising Marimo, who looked back at his erect length, then at Lancelot''s flushed face, giggling to herself before loosening her grip and brushing her finger against his tip, collecting precum.


    "Fufu, such an honest cock. You enjoyed being dominated by Marimo; did you perhaps like choking? Maybe Marimo should punish Lancelot, hmm."


    Marimo climbed off his waist and sat on his thighs, grabbing his cock and stroking it, causing Lancelot to emit soft groans as his length throbbed with arousal. Marimo then rubbed her slit against his shaft, sliding it between her plump, pussy lips as honey, and Lancelot''s cum stained his length white.


    "Look at this dirty cock, leaking so much precum and staining my pure pussy with your filthy sperm."


    "Fufu, by the way~ it isn''t because you suddenly became a masochist. I just asked for a little help from Morgana to achieve my dream the first time we have sex."


    ''I knew it was that witch!''


    Although she spoke down to him several times, her eyes never did; instead, they were filled with affection and devotion like always, so Lancelot never doubted her.


    "Sorry, but I have had a little kink ever since Morgana could tell us what we would like most."


    "Fufu, this little one developed an obsession with the genre. Domination Loss."


    At this moment, everything made sense¡ªwhy she was being so strange and acting like a more sadistic Marimo.


    She wanted him to break free, violet her during the act, and then treat her like a cock sleeve... What a perverted rabbit!


    "Ah~ don''t look at me like that. You know that rabbits are one of the most sexually active races. Then why wouldn''t their cousins, the Hares, be just as bad?"


    Her hips slowly rubbed against his shaft, her long legs allowing her to move up to his chest and still wrap her warm, slimy pussy around his shaft skillfully as she whispered in his ear.


    "We are much worse; please make sure you satisfy Marimo forever, Master~"


    Lancelot no longer felt bad, knowing Morgana had used her magic to charm him so why not go along with it?


    ''She wants to lose her domination, then so be it. Prepare to cry, Marimo. Your master will love you all you want.''

 Chapter 117 - 4: No Play Makes Marimo A Horny Girl [R18]

    Marimo''s wide hips twisted and lowered before Lancelot could adjust, her warm sticky insides wrapped around his cock as if hungry to devour him.


    "Nnn... It''s a little tough...!"


    "So tight!?"


    ''It''s so warm and soft inside her, like a silky duvet of flesh enveloped my cock, twisting and squeezing my member... Frost Hare''s feel amazing.''


    Her wet folds and soft walls began to suck on his shaft, her face showing a grimace despite her insides dancing and fluttering around him.


    Because Morgana possessed Ikumi during their sex, her insides aligned more to a succubus, which was a violent but immensely pleasant feeling inside.


    While Marimo began to slap her hips against his thighs with a loud smack, her nose pointing up as she whimpered from the sensation of his cock penetrating deeply into her snatch and expanding her virgin depths.


    ''She feels so soft and gentle inside, like a mother''s embrace seeing to my every need her wet walls stroke, pull and squeeze my entire length...''


    Her large chest slapped together rhythmically, the frost hare throwing her head back while Lancelot struggled to free his tied hands, wanting to hold her plump hips and push her down and hear her lewd cries more.


    "Nnn, do you like my insides? How warm and slimy they are because of how horny you make me."


    "I-I like it, Marimo; your insides are better than any I''ve felt!"


    She paused to give Lancelot a suspicious look, her bouncy ass slapping against his thighs with her breasts shaking alluringly in front of him as Marimo steadied herself by resting her palms on his legs, her hot insides beginning to caress his throbbing shaft with even greater enthusiasm making Lancelot moan out louder.


    "Liar, Nnnn... it just bounced inside me; ahh, I love how your cock spreads my insides further with each thrust. Marimo is a lewd girl; let me enjoy our copulation to the limit."


    With that said, she leaned forward, as her powerful legs filled with muscles tensed, and her hips began to bounce rapidly, faster than anything Lancelot had endured before, as Marimo started to ride him extremely fast.


    "Ugh....it''s amazing, ahh, Lancelot, your cock is so good... fill me up more."


    Marimo''s lips kissed his muscular chest while her hands gripped him tightly.


    ''Shit, I''m being crushed by her soft, velvety walls!''


    Her insides stroked Lancelot''s member at breakneck speeds as her body swayed and jerked from her rapid movement, her hair whipping wildly behind her as she moaned loudly, her juices sloshing from the motion of her movements and the way his cock speared directly towards her womb.


    "Ahh, it''s so deep. Do you love being dominated by my fat ass and tight pussy?"


    Lancelot watched, mesmerized by Marimo''s voluptuous figure bouncing atop him, her hips and body jerking forward repeatedly, causing the Frost Hare''s massive tits to shake, jiggle and wobble wildly in front of his eyes.


    "Nnn...Hmmm, is it good? Will you spurt your cum inside me?"


    Not to ignore the feeling like his lower body was melting into an ooze of pleasure because of her rapid hip movements, the warm and squishy insides of her flesh folds and tunnel manically sucking onto him as if trying to pleasure him to death.


    Marimo continued grinding her hips into Lancelot''s groin area, moaning softly and continuously, while he remained under her, unable to move due to being bound by rope. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her smooth stomach rose and fell, the Frost Hare moving her hips so quickly that he found himself helpless beneath her, trapped inside her unbelievably tight, slippery, and velvety hole, unable to do anything but stay still and watch her shapely bottom lift and slam into him repeatedly as Marimo pleasured both herself and Lancelot.


    *Plap Plap Plap*


    Each time she slammed her ass down on Lancelot''s crotch, Marimo gave off a high pitch squeal, her sharp ears wiggling. Gradually, her voice grew louder and higher pitched until, eventually, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her grip on his torso tightened.


    Lancelot, too, felt overwhelmed as Marimo rode his cock vigorously; soon, he would not be able to resist anymore.


    "Nnnnn... it''s coming, something is coming."


    The Frost Hare suddenly stopped riding Lancelot''s cock. Instead, she gently lay herself upon his chest and allowed her nether region to grind against his groin area for several more minutes.


    While doing so, her breathing grew laboured and ragged, and sweat dripped down her forehead. Eventually, however, after a few final gasps, she lifted herself again and resumed slamming her hips onto Lancelot''s cock.


    "Ahh....Hmmm...Nnnnph....Mmmm!"


    Soon after, Marimo came. Her pussy clamped shut and tightened itself around Lancelot''s shaft, resulting in a powerful suction force pulling his cock deeper inside her vagina. Simultaneously, hot liquid shot out from within Marimo''s core, splashing against Lancelot''s pelvis region, coating him thoroughly.


    His penis convulsed violently within Marimo''s pussy walls as he tried desperately to fight off his orgasm, as he felt this was the moment.


    While she was weakened, tearing the ropes off, he pulled them and wrapped both of her arms together behind her back and pushed both legs over her chest and behind her head; the frost hare was extremely flexible, as her pussy was on full display still gaping and clenching shut with her lewd nectar bubbling from the expanded hole.


    He positioned himself atop Marimo, sitting on her legs so she was trapped with her body folded on itself, and immediately slammed his hips against hers without hesitation, driving his thick cock directly into her depths in an upside-down doggy style, her face turning red from the pressure of his body on hers, yet her insides tightened like never before.


    He grasped one side of Marimo''s thigh firmly with both hands. He used it to steady himself while repeatedly thrusting his hips into hers, ramming his erect penis deep inside Marimo''s soaked pussy walls repeatedly, causing more juices to pour from within her.


    Lancelot could feel her huge tits bouncing beneath his body as he sat lower to stop her struggling, as he enjoyed the tight, moist folds of Marimo''s womanhood enveloping his hard rod, enjoying himself thoroughly in this position.


    Her juices spewed freely from within her pussy, while Lancelot slammed his hips against hers roughly, causing her legs and body to rock back and forth violently as the bed began to creak from each powerful thrust.


    "Nnnph...Mmmm!? Ahgu.... Nnngh...!?"


    Marimo bit her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming in ecstasy, clearly ashamed of such behaviour; Lancelot smirked as he continued thrusting his hips relentlessly against hers, burying his engorged cock deep inside her core and pounding away relentlessly, his balls smacking against her stomach loudly.


    The Frost Hare''s entire body trembled constantly throughout this violent, sticky copulation. Yet, Lancelot did not slow down or relent, instead continuing to pound his dick deep inside Marimo''s slick pussy walls furiously, ignoring her moans and screams.


    "Nnnha.....mmm!? Too deep!"


    His fingers slipped along her soft, springy ass, round and plump, as it bounced from his powerful thrust before his fingers caressed her cute, puckering asshole.


    Using the lubrication provided by her flowing juices, Lancelot inserted two of his digits into Marimo''s ass, causing the Frost Hare to gasp aloud in surprise and pain.


    However, Lancelot merely continued slamming his cock into her tight pussy walls at full strength while simultaneously pumping his index finger inside Marimo''s anus repeatedly.


    "Nnngh...stop, Ahh! Your fingers, Lancelot; please don''t put them in there!?"


    She begged weakly between gasps, clearly embarrassed by Lancelot''s actions yet unable to speak properly due to her current predicament.


    Meanwhile, Lancelot focused solely on fucking Marimo hard, intent on making her scream in pleasure. His left hand squeezed her soft buttocks tightly while his right finger continued plunging its way deep within her rectum rapidly with lewd sounds.


    "Do you like it in your ass? What a lewd woman. Marimo, I thought you were a good girl?"


    Despite his taunting words, Lancelot increased the pace of his thrusts and the frequency with which he curled and twisted his fingers inside Marimo''s anus simultaneously. Soon enough, Marimo began crying hysterically as she lost control over her senses, completely forgetting about her earlier reservations.


    As Lancelot continued hammering his cock deep within Marimo''s drenched pussy walls ruthlessly, her body shuddered constantly, trembling uncontrollably whenever she felt Lancelot''s rigid member rub against her sensitive spot. At the same time, Marimo screamed hysterically, her voice becoming hoarse and desperate, while Lancelot mercilessly abused her swollen pussy lips brutally.


    "Nooo! Ahgu..... Nnngh...!?"


    Finally, after several minutes of continuous pounding, Lancelot reached his limits. With one final thrust, he buried his penis deep inside Marimo''s slit, instantly filling her to bursting point, sending spasms of pleasure through her body while she wailed miserably.


    Marimo climaxed almost simultaneously with Lancelot ejaculating inside her, her entire body convulsing violently as hot liquid spurted from his throbbing cock deep within her pussy walls, bubbling and oozing from within Marimo''s stretched vagina. Lancelot groaned loudly as his semen poured into Marimo''s tight cavern, filling it and making her belly bulge slightly from his massive load of sperm.


    Together, Lancelot and Marimo orgasmed multiple times simultaneously, their combined juices escaping Marimo''s pussy lips profusely, dripping down her thighs messily, creating a puddle below their bodies.


    "Haa....haa..." Marimo''s legs were finally set free as her body crumpled on the bed, shuddering and convulsing while holding her ass and stroking herself as his huge amounts of sperm spouted from her gaping hole.


    "Clean it."


    Lancelot said as his erect cock, smeared in her nectar and his sperm, slapped her face, crushing her nose as his cum splashed over her face and into her nose and mouth, forcing her to lap up the mess of fluids with her tongue as her tongue hungrily lapped up the fluid, cleaning him dutifully.


    Lancelot grabbed Marimo''s long raven-black hair and threw her onto the bed; climbing atop her and grasping her throat, he rammed his cock inside her quivering snatch again.


    He pinned Marimo''s arms above her head with one hand easily. He squeezed her throat with another while ravaging Marimo''s quivering pussy brutally with his massive prick, causing the Frost Hare to squeal loudly as Lancelot imitated her actions earlier, choking her viciously, cutting off her oxygen while ruthlessly pounding Marimo''s defiled womanhood relentlessly.


    Marimo thrashed wildly beneath Lancelot but failed miserably as he effortlessly kept her limbs restrained against the bed while using only his upper body strength to fuck the Frost Hare senselessly.


    He focused on pounding his thick meat stick deep inside Marimo''s tight cervix repeatedly, stretching it beyond what should have been possible, abusing her pink lips savagely, making the blissful Marimo''s eyes roll back.


    Her juices gushed uncontrollably as Marimo experienced another orgasm, spraying Lancelot profusely. Yet, Lancelot continued ravishing Marimo relentlessly without slowing down, brutally slamming his hips against hers, hammering her abused mound aggressively.


    By the time he finished, an entire day had passed, and he seemed to have missed classes...


    Marimo was in complete bliss, laying unconscious, leaking Lancelot''s sperm from every hole and bruised in various locations with bite marks and handprints covering her body as if some animal had assaulted her.


    "Why do you look so happy..." Lancelot whispered, his tired body finally falling beside her as Marimo''s dazed eyes, barely seeming to be alive, rolled into his arms.


    He didn''t care about the dried sperm or her sweaty body; somehow, her warmth was intoxicating as they both fell asleep nude together.


    "Another one has fallen." Morgana giggled, appearing in the room as she licked her lips excitedly before disappearing. "Ah~ his manliness has increased again, not long until I can taste him..."


    She exclaimed, whipping some of his cream from Marimo and licking her finger clean before fading into the shadows after cleaning the pair''s bodies with magic and taking all the excess semen for herself.

 Chapter 118 - 5: A Small Visit, To Conquer [1]

    Marimo''s body was like a portable heater keeping him warm all night as she hugged his body and refused to let go, which Lancelot didn''t mind as her tits felt amazing when squashed against his chest.


    The sunlight began to shine through the window as Morgana stretched, rolling away from his back with a cute yawn.


    "To think I got lost in his charm and fell asleep hugging his back after my meal..."


    She looked at the sleeping couple and was slightly jealous of how happy Marimo looked.


    The slight doubt and exhaustion from her face were now completely gone, replaced with a happy and relaxed aura.


    Morgana leaned over Lancelot before she kissed his cheek, feeling a large amount of his vitality instantly sucked into her, filling her with a sense of euphoria and bliss. Yet, her eyes narrowed into delighted crescent moons.


    "He''s almost able to endure it!"


    Lancelot''s arm grabbed her when she let out her excited yelp before pulling her towards him and kissing her lips directly this time!


    Instantly, Morgana could feel Lancelot''s vitality being drained slowly, but as he held onto her more firmly, the faster it started disappearing, causing Morgana to shiver with pleasure as the vitality seemed to explode into her mouth and travel down her throat directly!


    "MMMHH!!~"


    Her tongue intertwined with his as he slowly regained consciousness, his tongue becoming more active, sucking on the tip of her tongue for the first time in reality, not a dream or using another girl''s body...


    It drove Morgana crazy as she felt herself trembling in pleasure, hugging him tightly; she was addicted to Lancelot''s kiss and vitality that made her drunk on lust; each moment, they both became more intense as they devoured each other''s thick, addictive vitality.


    Lancelot had awakened completely by now as his hands travelled to her waist, grabbing tightly, making Morgana moan even louder, quivering as his vitality was stolen rapidly, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body until finally...


    PA!


    They separated breathlessly, Lancelot breathing heavily as his face flushed red while Morgana was smiling ear to ear with her face crimson, letting out ragged breaths and occasionally licking her lips seductively, staring at Lancelot with affectionate eyes as her body trembled and convulsed.


    "Darling..."


    "Morning, Morgana."


    He felt a little weaker than usual, but compared to the first time she kissed him and his legs almost became jelly with a tight chest, Lancelot realised how far his vitality had grown.


    Even if Morgana sucked his vitality for long enough to climax, it wasn''t close to collapsing like it used to be. Lancelot felt his vitality rapidly return to normal within a minute, as though it had never left his body before!


    "Mmmm, I''m so happy." She chirped, finally seeming to recover as she hugged his neck, kissing him with light pecks, her wet lips echoing as her nose rubbed against him. "I''m so addicted~ Darling is truly amazing."


    Her arms tightened, pushing Lancelot onto his back again as Morgana pressed her lips firmly on his own, passionately devouring his vitality as Marimo hugged Lancelot''s arm sleepily, rubbing against it, squeezing her boobs against his sides.


    "Wah? What''s Morgana doing?" Marimo groaned as she noticed Lancelot struggling to breathe underneath Morgana, who giggled. "She''s enjoying her husband''s vitality in the morning."


    Marimo paused for a second before climbing out of bed, not hiding her perfect figure as it was a little messy due to the rough night.


    Instead, she walked to the small kitchen and began to make something to drink for Lancelot, adding a few herbs that restored vigour and helped keep hearts healthy.


    ''This woman is so adorable...'' As the second kiss with Morgana ended, he thought as she rolled on her back, letting out a blissful gasp of air. ''How am I married to such beauties?''


    However, Lancelot couldn''t complain as he felt Morgana snuggling closer again, whispering sweet words that would make any man blush. "Thank you~ for the delicious breakfast~ Darling has fed me well today; what should Morgana do to reward you?"


    Her kisses once more went across Lancelot''s face, tracing his jawline before moving down to his neck, where she proceeded to lightly bite and suck on his skin, leaving behind love marks that wouldn''t disappear no matter how long passed.


    While Morgana was doing this, Marimo finished brewing the cup of tea and brought some light food before walking to Lancelot with a smile, offering it to him without hiding her nakedness, showing off her lewd body and plump bee-like waist with wide hips and perky breasts that Lancelot had become familiar with last night.


    "Here you go, Darling~ A cup of medicinal tea and some bread baked yesterday with eggs, bacon and tomatoes." sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Marimo handed the tray to Lancelot before crawling next to him on her hands and knees, kissing his cheeks just like Morgana''s, although hers were gentler.


    "Thank you, Marimo."


    Marimo smiled gently as she sat up, lifting her leg over Lancelot before sitting on his lap comfortably. "No need, Darling! Marimo should be serving you instead; it''s the least I can do."


    Before Lancelot could say anything, Morgana popped over his shoulder and glared playfully at Marimo. "That''s true~ Marimo should be servicing Darling now since he''s given her everything she ever wanted."


    Her tone became provocative as she licked Lancelot''s ears teasingly before nibbling on his lobe, giggling in satisfaction. Marimo pouted before smirking and went under the covers, sliding between his legs.


    "That girl!?" Morgana heard the wet slurping sounds from under the sheets and the pleasant face on Lancelot''s face and could only bite her lower lip, not willing to rush things and accidentally drain him to death...


    "I lost to a frost hare..."


    ****


    15 Minutes later.


    Marimo slowly climbed out of the sheets, warm steam following her as she swallowed several times with an enraptured face with bright red cheeks looking at Lancelot with lustful eyes.


    "Delicious~"


    Marimo wiped her mouth clean before straddling Lancelot''s thighs, sitting down with a satisfied sigh, leaning back, resting her hands on his knees as she hummed happily with her eyes closed, thinking about what happened under the blankets.


    Meanwhile, Morgana climbed off the bed and stepped towards the window with her wings slowly expanding. She looked back at Marimo with a strange look, a mixture of jealousy and happiness.


    "You won this time, so I''ll be lenient, okay?"


    The next moment, her body vanished, flying out the window with great power, only a soft voice reaching Marimo''s ears as she was gone. "Congratulations, you deserved it. Let''s talk about how it felt when you come home. Fufu."


    Marimo froze in shock, wondering why Morgana was always weird and showed affection in such an embarrassed and shy way, but was happy that there was no serious rivalry between them as Marimo didn''t want to fight with other girls over their affection.


    She just wanted to give that affection to Lancelot.


    "Darling, your taste is thick in the morning... Marimo might be addicted."


    After eating his simple breakfast cooked by Marimo, Lancelot washed his face and cleaned himself. After they killed the baron Svela, it was time to go and claim his territory and see what difference a neutral city would give him compared to one created by another lord.


    ''I wonder, it''s not something that happens often in our world, so people kept the information to themselves.''


    He decided to take most of the troops, and Sumika and Marimo would join him; thankfully, he could feel Morgana''s presence inside the small village as they left his eye, looking back to her standing atop the tallest building and watching him leave.


    ''Thank you for seeing me off. Please protect the village, and I''ll reward you with anything you want when I return.''


    [Oh? Does that mean you''ll do it even if you could die?]


    ''If it''s for you, I would die without question.''


    [!!!]


    Lancelot wasn''t just giving lip service like Morgana thought; it was the truth.


    She was the one who gave him a second chance, helped him save those he wanted to save and made him stronger.


    Now, she even helped other women, like Marimo and Meru, improve their relationship with him despite her gaining nothing.


    ''Without her, I probably would''ve failed trying to help Sumika and died, losing Marimo forever.'' Lancelot didn''t know why he had such thoughts; it was just an instinctual reaction, telling him that Morgana was precious to him.


    Turning away, she didn''t reply, but the look on her face told him how she felt.


    That was enough for him to leave and face the troubles that would start when he took this territory, a demon who claimed territory in the human lands...


    No matter how secretive, the news would spread rapidly by traders, travellers, and even fleeing villagers.


    It wasn''t something he could stop; the only positive was that to attack Sumika''s village, they needed to pass through Baron Svela''s territory or the deadly forest Tyr was making into her new roost.


    ''It''s better to increase my strength before conflict comes knocking at my door because this was only the first step of claiming territories.''


    Lancelot had big plans; he didn''t have time to worry about minor issues, preparing himself for what was to come...


    ***


    4 Hours Later.


    Lancelot led the soldiers towards the neutral city of Salazid. He didn''t rush because almost all the strongest knights were dead, leaving only the garrison guard to protect the city with weathered stone walls.


    "It seems they wish to fight or wait for reinforcements... I should have pushed onwards last night and conquered the city..."


    Lancelot cursed when he saw archers standing on top of the stone walls with guards holding spears and swords, ready to fight immediately.


    Sumika looked at the city with a thoughtful look before shaking her head.


    "It''s too late; we should retreat and prepare for siege equipment before attacking... We don''t have enough troops to climb over the wall without casualties."


    Her words caused Lancelot to look back at Sumika, thinking carefully about what she said before shaking his head; there was no time for that now.


    They likely sent fast riders to the capital for reinforcements if they were prepared for a siege.


    "I''ll crush the gate and make a path. Sumika, Marimo, do not advance until I have destroyed the gate and killed the archers."


    They looked at him worriedly; before he stepped forward, bloody steam and black scales formed around his body.


    He used his dragon scales; Dominus instantly flung his body from the ground towards the wooden gate like a meteor, four wings tearing through the air as his right and pulled back, ready to strike.


    Marimo didn''t stand around, her body moving as she called out to the troops and began organising them, preparing to support Lancelot within moments of his success.


    Sumika was stunned at the pair''s synergy and felt a little shocked before snapping out of it and organising the kitsune to help sneak into the castle unseen and murder any powerful enemies once the gates were broken using their strong stealth skills.

 Chapter 119 - 6: A Small Visit, To Conquer [2]

    Lancelot''s body flung himself towards the gate, pulling back his right arm as a bloody red flame started to build up, sucking the surrounding ether into his palm.


    The garrison defence shot dozens of arrows towards his black and red scaled armour. However, every arrow bounced off harmlessly as Lance t grinned, swinging his claw covered in crimson flames directly towards the gate!


    BOOOOOM!


    A loud explosion occurred, and the wooden gate broke apart, shattering into dozens of burning pieces before exploding everywhere!


    Lancelot flew through the smoke unharmed before landing, turning back with his four wings as his feet touched the ground; the entire courtyard was filled with hundreds of garrison defence that rushed at him, shouting!


    "Do not move."


    His distorted and demonic voice reverberated through the air, causing them to freeze, trembling with cold sweat pouring down their bodies, fearing for their lives as Lancelot scanned the soldiers closely with a calm expression.


    "I have come to conquer this land; surrender and obey me, or fight and die like Baron Svela."


    Instantly, many guards threw down their weapons, kneeling with pale faces, while some hesitated for a few seconds before throwing them down, kneeling as Lancelot''s gaze locked onto them for a moment.


    "Sorry, we do not employ traitors or cowards at Camelot."


    The next moment, the courtyard exploded with dark red blades penetrating through the ground and piercing every soldier, with dozens dying instantly as blood erupted everywhere, painting the cobblestone floor red!


    Those who tried to run away met a similar fate as Lancelot lifted his right hand, controlling his blades and sending them easily flying towards the guards.


    Within 30 Seconds, almost all the remaining garrison defence knelt in fright, terrified that the monster before them would kill everyone else; only two dozen guards remained, glaring at Lancelot angrily but refusing to submit.


    ''These men have great loyalty, but sadly they will die.'' Lancelot knew their type very well as he frowned; stepping forward, the ground cracked loudly from the pressure, causing the resistance to tremble before screaming!


    "Die Demon! The Lord will avenge us!"


    ''That''s right, they are demon-hating racists. Haha!''


    He took hold of his black greatsword while his golden eye looked towards the walls, wondering why the arrows stopped firing to find Sumika and her twin blades, cutting archers down like slicing warm bread. S§×ar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    At the same time, his enhanced hearing picked up the sound of Marimo''s troops having captured the eastern and western gates that seemed to be trying to form some kind of reinforcements to the main force.


    ''Such strong synergy with these girls, why does fighting feel so peaceful?''


    Lancelot dashed forwards, approaching the dozen guards that shouted and swung their swords ferociously, ignoring their fear of his overwhelming power, charging forward like loyal dogs!


    His black greatsword cut through steel swords like butter while his left hand ripped through armour, piercing through chests like paper before tossing them aside without care. Within minutes, Lancelot easily killed over ten veteran guards, only twenty remaining, as Sumika jumped down from the wall.


    "You seem to be training, even now, Master?" Sumika asked Lancelot as he nodded, killing another guard who rushed at her.


    "Yes, it feels peaceful killing these racist scum that would twist the minds of the innocent people of Salazid against me. I do not plan to harm the innocent and villagers; please take your troops and let them know."


    "I promise prosperity if they give me their servitude."


    Sumika giggled before running past Lancelot, leading her kitsune troops into city grounds, vanishing into shadows.


    Lancelot turned towards the remaining guards; they were hesitating after listening to their conversation; they knew Lancelot spoke honestly because Baron Svela used to treat the citizens cruelly, raising taxes, raping beautiful women and torturing the elderly and weak for fun...


    The garrison defence was the worst part; they willingly protected Baron Svela while beating the people and stealing food from desperate families to feed themselves greedily...


    They had even enjoyed the women once the baron was bored.


    Lancelot stood with his back to them, flicking his sword, "Worry not, I won''t look for your families or punish them. The sin ends with you; should your sons wish to attack me, I will kill them and only them."


    The next moment, he dashed forward, swinging his black greatsword horizontally, splitting the remaining guards into chunks, blood splattering across the courtyard.


    "Sumika shall eventually rule Salazid; I trust her to bring prosperity to this city."


    "It will take time to train her well, but for now... It''s time to conquer this castle and claim it as my first neutral territory." Lancelot muttered, walking away from the slaughter, heading towards the main doors, not paying attention to the hundreds of dead soldiers.


    BOOOOOM!


    The front doors exploded open as Lancelot casually walked in; guards that attacked Lancelot died just like the rest.


    Only three maids survived, kneeling with tears pouring down their faces as Sumika appeared beside him.


    "Don''t murder them; let them go if they wish. Let''s not force people to remain if they wish to leave."


    "Yes, Master!"


    Lancelot was about to leave when the three women grasped his legs, tears filling their eyes as they trembled as if he was going to kill them.


    "P-Please... your lordship... we have no families.... no place to go.... the baron killed all of them."


    "W-We beg your lordship to allow us to remain." They pleaded as Sumika watched curiously, surprised that Lancelot stopped and bent down, wiping the tears from the woman''s faces gently.


    "What are your names?"


    "My lordship, my name is Freya."


    "Gretal."


    "Rosalind..."


    They introduced themselves timidly, clinging to Lancelot''s legs as he sighed deeply.


    However, accepting weak and vulnerable girls like this hurt his heart. Lancelot remembered when the empire fell, and the poor villagers and townsfolk pleaded for mercy; they were cut down.


    ''Morgana, what can I do?''


    [...]


    [Will you leave them to me? If willing, I will help them recover from their ailments and restore their dignity as women and living people.]


    With a sigh, he left it up to his future queen, the woman who saved him. Although they might pay a price, he was sure they would be happier without their current crippled bodies riddled with illness and scars.


    "Freya, Gretal, Rosalind, I will offer you this choice... Should you wish to live your life comfortably and safely? Then serve me with everything, your heart, mind and soul, and I will make you healthy again."


    He looked at them with a quiet gaze, the silver and golden eyes revealed as his visor vanished, revealing his handsome face, allowing them to feel less terrified, only a few dragon scales along his cheeks and jawline.


    Their teary faces turned into surprise and excitement as Lancelot continued speaking. "However, understand, I am a demon, and if you betray me, you will suffer for eternity... Do you still accept?"


    Freya and Gretal looked at each other nervously, unsure about his offer, but Rosalind immediately agreed without hesitation!


    "I accept!"


    Her tears became lighter as Lancelot stood up; Rosalind followed suit and clung to his legs again, hugging them tightly!


    Lancelot didn''t push her off and let her cry quietly as Sumika laughed. "Master is such a softy. Hehe."


    However, he ignored her tease and petted Rosalind gently; Freya and Gretal watched Lancelot closely before agreeing and hugging his leg, crying silently at the things they suffered, begging him to accept them.


    "Good, Sumika, find suitable clothes for these women to wear, and before Morgana gets here, let them rest completely," Lancelot ordered as Sumika bowed respectfully. "As you wish."


    "Also, great work; I am very impressed."


    His hand gently patted her head before cupping her cheek as the pair gazed at each other, their faces getting closer before Sumika blushed brightly and pulled away, giggling happily.


    "Anything for Master!"


    Sumika gently grabbed Freya, Gretal and Rosalind before taking them deeper into the castle to find clothes. Lancelot watched them leave silently as Morgana materialised beside him, causing Lancelot to turn and ask curiously.


    "So? Will you accept them?"


    "Of course~ Darling''s kindness is endless, isn''t it?~" Morgana laughed quietly as she circled Lancelot with an enchanting laugh, pressing herself against his arm before kissing his cheeks gently.


    "Something is interesting about Rosalind, Darling~ I can''t wait to have her reborn, fufu."


    Lancelot nodded as she disappeared before leaving the castle to deal with the rest of Salazid''s occupants; he already knew Sumika and Marimo had control over most of the situation, leaving only a few areas that might be an issue.


    Behind him were over fifty frost hares, thirty half-elves and the succubi and angels, who sat on the wall watching him with bright faces.


    ''Well, a powerful lord means they might have a chance to gain Avalon''s blessing...''


    ''A single wish for each race of the one crowned king, huh...''


    He turned his body and looked at the slowly setting sun, feeling that time passed too quickly, and he wanted to return home again; the night with Marimo ended too soon, and they returned before he could enjoy it.


    ''Maybe I should take her back to the empire for a few days?''


    Lancelot didn''t realise that he looked quite dashing when thinking to himself; the beautiful wings on his back danced along with his thoughts while his visor was removed, showing his neat human features and the dragon and incubi features from the scales and charm.


    ''Next, I must focus on fortifying Salazid and training Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru... I also need to improve myself.'' Lancelot thought carefully about his next steps, planning to strengthen his army before beginning the conquest of nearby cities and villages...


    Yet, it would take time to reach this stage.


    Nevertheless, Lancelot felt confident that Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru would grow tremendously, becoming unmatched existences he could rely on to support his vision and kingdom...


    However, Lancelot knew it wouldn''t be easy; hardships and problems would appear, but together with Sumika, Marimo, Morgana and Meru, he could overcome any obstacle...


    This was the foundation for an unstoppable force that would change Avalon, starting with Salazid...

 Chapter 120 - 7: Warmaiden Ikumi [1]

    [Ikumi POV]


    The eastern parts of Sherwood Forest.


    Ikumi was leading a group of forty frost hares as they cleaned up the enemy groups, a bunch of imps and small tribes, as she looked different from the past.


    Her pretty white hair seemed to have grown longer, now tied in half-braids down her cheeks and a ponytail at the back to avoid it getting in the way during combat.


    "Vema, how many squares can we conquer today?"


    She looked back at her old friend from the village wearing leather armour with a chainmail dress protecting her vitals and holding a spear and shield.


    Most hares came in three types: the sword, spear and archer.


    Swordsmen chose to wield longswords with small round shields fixed to their bracers or gauntlets but no longer blocked the heavy blows and fought in a style more of dodging and countering rather than tanking blows.


    While spear users held a medium shield normally of leather or other light materials, sometimes a wood found in Sherwood was quite durable and light.


    They were the ones who took the brunt of damage and attacks, using their legs to pivot their hips and thrust the enemy after blocking heavy blows, trained by Lancelot himself when not busy to find the ideal pace, range and force to lunge.


    "We have ten more items available, and only six outer zones of Sherwood left to conquer, but one was said to have an Ogre encampment that Lady Guinevere planned to deal with using Tiamat and her archers."


    Vema was a regular frost hare with soft grey fur and blue eyes, but she had once shared a bed with Lancelot at the behest of Ikumi, who wanted her friend to grow stronger, and she did.


    Now a little weaker than Meru, her abilities were greater than those who were her equal before she was flooded with Lancelot''s demonic essence.


    "Let''s deal with the four furthest away and prepare to take everything before night."


    The frost hares were originally a race that loved to work hard and got obsessed with their jobs, fishing, hunting and crafting in their previous world and only held back by their acute sickness and weak disease resistance.


    ''Lancelot, I want to show how much I have grown thanks to your tender love and care.''


    Her rabbit ears flopped side to side happily as she thought of all the praise she might get for clearing the entire forest.


    Since the new girls began to increase, she felt a strange tightness and pain in her chest; each time she saw Lancelot with other women, it made her want to kick them away, kidnap him and hide him in a place nobody but Marimo could find him.


    ''Marimo said my feelings were jealousy, something all growing women would feel seeing our lord with other pretty women.''


    ''Marimo helped me, told me that I was at an important stage as a frost hare... I should take time apart from master and consider what Ikumi wanted most.''


    Ikumi knew she wanted Lancelot the most; he had saved her life and taken her virginity. She had seen him fight against great enemies while trying his best to make all of his hares strong so they could protect themselves.


    But Marimo''s words made her realise she needed to decide what she desired most.


    Was it strength?


    A loving husband like Lancelot?


    Or to prove herself to him, show him her growth?


    Ikumi wasn''t stupid, but in the past was merely too immature and mistook many feelings and actions. She knew Lancelot cared about all his hares, wanting to ensure everyone grew well and safe.


    But Marimo said if Ikumi truly wanted something more with Lancelot, he had to become stronger both in body and mind and become his equal instead of relying on him constantly.


    ''Marimo is like my mom...''


    ''Mother?''


    Ikumi never remembered hers clearly, having lived alone with Vema since she died because of illness. She rarely recalled what it was like to have a mother... but Marimo had a motherly air about her, caring and helpful.


    ''Marimo will have master''s babies soon; why does it not feel tight when I think of her with Master?''


    Her ears perked up at a roar interrupting her thoughts; when she looked back, all the hares jumped in sync.


    The archers were the most deadly type, jumping onto the thick branches with their longbows fully drawn, using their powerful thighs and legs like anchors to keep them on target, naturally swaying with the branch in the breeze.


    "Vema, get the spearmen and swordsmen ready for battle! It''s goblins."


    Ikumi had not only grown mentally and emotionally in the past few weeks, but her greatest improvement was combat, and leading the frost hares like second nature as her body hopped between several trees and took the lead point, her fingertips pointing towards the distant goblins, with several ice lances spiralling around her fingertip.


    "Fire!"


    As Ikumi gave the command, thirty ice lances shot out, whistling through the woods like homing missiles, hitting a line of goblins riding wolves, instantly killing ten and injuring others who fell off their mounts or were too close.


    At the same time, following like a flowing tide after the raging storm, arrows from above-pierced goblin heads as the hares took this chance to hop through the trees, firing multiple shots into the unsuspecting lines, causing chaos.


    ''Good!''


    "Switch, spearmen go!"


    Instantly, every hare was protected by a thick layer of ice; Ikumi had taught all the hares in her unit everything she could do.


    Double kick, leap, ice lance and frost shield.


    Now, her entire unit could do all roles, switching from bow to spear to sword fluidly, and all of them were taught kindly by her over several months and adored her more than family. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Spearmen hopped down from trees, landing on wolf riders, shattering their frost shields and crushing most of the survivors with this brutal technique, then stabbing their spears forward, piercing goblin vitals through weak armour as the swordsmen cut through any survivors that tried to regroup.


    Within minutes, none survived as Ikumi hopped down from the tallest tree with Vema landing perfectly at her side, giving orders to check corpses and gather loot.


    ''Goblin stones... worthless trash, let''s leave these to the troops as bonuses.''


    ''They like to trade the shiny gemstones for the silky shampoo and body wash that Master found for us; he even sells it so cheap.''


    Goblins were low-tier monsters, often used by demons to cause trouble or as cannon fodder; the stones dropped by goblins were useless yet easy to obtain.


    Normally worth a few copper or silver, but not quite worth Avalon coins.


    "Hurry, clear this square, and claim it in the darling name!" Ikumi accidentally slipped her affection towards Lancelot, but none of the hares complained because they all felt the same about him.


    These girls were the first few summoned to Avalon by him, and almost all had spent considerable time beside him.


    Ikumi conquered four of the six remaining squares of the border Sherwood forest and the eastern lands beyond like this.


    Until finally reaching a large goblin tribe fortification.


    It was an impassable fortress created by combining crude logs into a solid barricade. The walls were sturdy enough to withstand minor assaults without worry, as a wooden gate with crude iron spikes acted as another defence.


    It housed at least sixty goblins and two hobgoblins inside.


    "Captain Ikumi, what should we do? There are too many to risk losing lives?" A hare asked with a panicked face.


    This fortification was not normal within Sherwood Forest. Ikumi could see the markings from the ogres who held the territory further beyond and felt conflicted.


    With such a small force, ambush tactics and blitz assaults went amazing, but things became problematic against heavily armed and armoured foes in fortifications.


    "Have everyone position themselves across the tallest trees and wait for my signal; send for Vema and Zirrel to come to me."


    The hare nodded and hopped away through the woods like a fleeting shadow.


    Within minutes, Vema returned with Zirrel; the archer class hare was another of Ikumi''s childhood friends and was the fastest among hares after Lancelot taught them sprinting techniques based on athletic runners from his home world.


    "What do you think would be best?" Ikumi looked at the two women, who had difficult faces, knowing exactly how much this meant to their captain.


    Zirrel pondered briefly and suggested, "Can we bypass it and leave? There are ogres further along."


    But Ikumi rejected her suggestion instantly.


    "We must claim all Sherwood and its borders before Lancelot returns; if we fail him now, what will people think of us as?" Her stubborn tone caused the two women to sigh helplessly as she had been fixated on Lancelot and proving herself since she began to mature, her height now taller, hair glossier as she looked like a white-haired version of Marimo.


    "What if we rain down on them with magic and don''t close the distance while constantly moving around the trees with arrows and magic until their numbers are cut down?"


    Ikumi''s foot tapped the ground as her ruby eyes narrowed, clearly thinking seriously.


    Verma added, "If we use mana shields, the losses will minimise; it might take some time, but if we cycle between magic and archery, then none of the girls will become exhausted."


    Ikumi agreed and turned to Zirrel with a confident smile, "Find positions where there are fewer places for them to take cover in the fort and the branches are thick to hide our figures. If we aim from the skies, the goblins won''t know where to look or predict which direction next."


    Zirrel saluted cheerfully, happy Ikumi took her opinion seriously, then leapt high into the canopy like a bouncing bullet before disappearing within seconds.


    Ikumi raised her hand and gathered frost energy in her palm, creating a small ball of spinning ice lances, which Vema copied shortly behind.


    "Alright, girls, watch Vema and follow her example. Shoot whenever Zirrel gives the signal; focus firepower on Hobgoblins first, then goblins!" Ikumi said with a fair voice, somehow loud enough to be heard by every hare in the woods as their ears danced with cute flops.


    The hares began copying Vema as they drew mana into their palms to create icy lances, unlike Ikumi''s advanced techniques, which only Lancelot and her could use.


    Many failed, only creating watery darts that hurt a little but weren''t lethal against goblins wearing metal helmets and chainmail shirts.


    But eventually, all had created at least three icy lances.


    "Prepare for battle," Vema uttered with her deep voice.


    "GoblinJagd!"


    Ikumi''s call summoned a huge avalanche of ice to flood the goblin fort as their ice spears blotted out the skies.

 Chapter 121 - 8: Warmaiden Ikumi [2]

    Huge lances of ice rained down on the goblin fortress, making them panic as screams echoed from goblins killed by icy missiles that crashed against the hard fortifications, shattering but dealing heavy damage against goblin flesh due to their sharp points and freezing temperatures.


    Hobgoblins roared and charged outside, only to witness dozens of hares falling from above holding spears and shields landing on the poor goblins, crushing them with their thick legs filled with thick, powerful muscles, using them to break their falls from the trees before lunging forward.


    Following this wave, arrows fired from above pierced hobgoblins, causing them to fall forwards with arrows pincushioning them as hares moved around the battlefield like ghosts, using the trees to jump between vantage points, shooting volleys of icy darts covered in a chilly aura that froze wounds and arrows that tore apart their flesh causing hobgoblins to slow down.


    The melee frost hares stabbed their spears through the goblins, breaking bones as the spears shattered upon impact before withdrawing quickly. They pivoted on their feet to change positions while leaving bloody gouges as they circled the confused goblin fortifications like sharks.


    Within twenty minutes of the relentless assault, nothing moved in the Goblin Fortification as Ikumi landed proudly with Vema and Zirrel hopping behind.


    Every hare cheered loudly as Ikumi looked back proudly and pointed towards Sherwood.


    "Hehe, everyone, let''s take a break. The stinky goblin food is probably nasty or poisoned, so don''t touch it! We only have one more to go, and Master will surely praise us!"


    All cheered, raising their spears happily before they cleaned up corpses into neat piles, burned anything dangerous with fire, and took all the loot and resources stored inside the crude fortifications.


    ''Why do I feel my sisters have become like vicious bandits...'' Ikumi thought to herself, eating some sweet jerky with a barbecue marinade that Lancelot taught the cooks how to make; it was the most loved snack of the frost hares because he taught them. Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her teeth were more like a ravenous wolf than a gentle hare at this point; while watching Vema and Zirrel now naked after bathing in a small bath created with water magic and some fire, it reminded her of when Marimo first met Lancelot and didn''t hide her crotch...


    ''Should I tempt master this way? Or, would he reject Ikumi?''


    She looked down at her body; no longer wearing armour, her breasts began to grow after hMasternges started, now hanging with a slight dip, but had become fuller, with a rounded shape instead of her past bell shape.


    ''My boobs are bigger than Marimo''s, but master, does he like them big?''


    Ikumi has learned many things since her changes, from her preferences to the knowledge she used to ignore in the past and chose to hunt.


    It seemed like each day, she awakened more as a woman and sought out more of that knowledge to tempt Lancelot to become addicted to her.


    "Wow... as always, your tits are so huge now. Are you the same race as me?"


    The chirpy voice of Zirrel and her slightly flat chest came into view as the group sat close, like a band of sisters who mourned even the slightest wound of each other as if it were their own.


    "Well, who would think that Ikumi would lose her virginity before we did? Such a lewd girl."


    "Hmmm... what''s lewd about it? Besides, Marimo was right; sex feels great, and Lancelot has great stamina, like a beast that loves to eat all the time!"


    Ikumi giggled rebelliously.


    Why did they hide their honesty with no other races or males? Zirrel giggled, remembering that night when she was tempted to sneak into Lancelot''s by this white minx and ended up losing her first time beside her two childhood friends...


    "Well, that cock is a bit addictive; it''s so different from what our mothers said..."


    She put two fingers together and measured them, adding her opposite fingers to match Lancelot''s shape as they giggled together like wenches.


    "Hahaha, double, at least!"


    "Hmmm... see if I don''t let you taste it again!"


    "Don''t fight; don''t be cruel, Ikumi! We can''t go back to a normal guy after that thing."


    "Use your fist! Hmph!"


    The trio laughed cheerfully together as hares nearby envied them and whispered amongst themselves, wondering how they could become more like their leaders and receive Lancelot''s affection like Ikumi, Vema, Zirrel and Marimo.


    Everyone was in great spirits that an hour passed so quickly, as some were preparing to camp and others were fixing and tending to their weapons.


    "Do you think that the ogre den will be difficult?"


    Vema spoke worriedly; she was the most cautious and worried, but Ikumi shook her head confidently.


    "Marimo said Ogres were dangerous, but she also said they lack intelligence compared to humans and elves; as long as we plan wisely and attack them first, we will win!"


    None doubted Ikumi''s confidence, believing whatever Lancelot taught her and Marimo had become natural facts in their minds.


    The ogre den was an hour''s march from the goblin fortifications.


    They marched across the trees quietly to avoid being detected prematurely.


    Meanwhile, in the newly named Windsor City, Lancelot held a strange feeling of uneasiness in his chest, sitting on the throne while many people worked hard to repair and make a census of the city; beside him, Marimo was gently massaging his scalp with her loving fingertips.


    "My Lord, you seem very tense and uncomfortable..."


    Marimo leaned closer; her soft, silky skin brushed against Lancelot''s shoulder, making his heartbeat, but he shook his head slowly.


    "Marimo, I feel that something isn''t right... A sense of foreboding, a worry that won''t leave my chest."


    Marimo tilted her head, curiously looking into Lancelot''s green eyes with a puzzled expression.


    "Master, as far as I can tell, your land is peaceful and secure."


    She cupped Lancelot''s cheek, kissing his lips softly.


    Lancelot sighed; he didn''t doubt Marimo, but he couldn''t shake the feeling that something bad was happening somewhere in Avalon and that it was related to his troops...


    ''To Ikumi.''


    Suddenly, a familiar scent entered Lancelot''s nose; the delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms alerted him. Returning his thoughts to his cute albino frost hare, her loving smile and adorable way of hopping around...


    He couldn''t put this down.


    ''Morgana... Where is Ikumi? I have to see her, or my heart will not settle.''


    [Sherwood, my dear, the girls said she was trying to expand the furthest reaches as a gift and surprise for you.]


    Marimo smiled as she stood and walked forward, waving her hand slowly, "If you must go, then allow me to take care of things here."


    Lancelot nodded thankfully before she kissed him, her tongue dancing playfully before sucking his, tasting his saliva happily and reluctantly parted her lips.


    "Stay safe; I shall await your return. Do not take too long; I need your affectionate touch."


    Unlike the paste Marimo, she was seductive, her lovely eyes fluttering as she nibbled the tip of his tongue, causing Lancelot''s heartbeat to race.


    Marimo was so adorable despite her age that he felt like pinching her snowy ass, but he resisted the urge and nodded calmly, vanishing like a ghost from Windsor Castle.


    Lancelot arrived in Sherwood Forest''s eastern borders; it was sunny and peaceful, making him wonder why he felt uneasy moments ago.


    "No... there are signs of battle, and the goblin fortress was conquered... maybe two hours ago?"


    He checked the footprints on the ground; they were faint, but frost hares left deep traces even while hiding themselves among trees, and he knew Ikumi''s smell better than anyone as she always snuck under his blankets and hugged him tightly whenever possible.


    ''Did she... Attack the Ogres? No... There was a twin-headed Ogre mage with them. I made sure to tell her not to...''


    Lancelot''s heartbeat raced faster, unable to shake the bad feeling as his blood raced faster as if urging him to hurry forward; he dashed through the forest at top speed, avoiding traps Ikumi set and killing any dangerous creatures hiding in Sherwood with ease.


    "Hurry..." Lancelot muttered nervously; the scent became thicker, mixing with Ogre''s stench and... Frost Hare''s blood.


    As he ran wildly through the eastern edges of Sherwood Forest, a horrific scene came into his vision.


    Bodies... frost hare corpses lay on the ground; the once lush earth soaked with crimson blood and chunks of pale flesh torn apart by Ogre blades and magic.


    "Ahh?"


    Lancelot stepped forward, feeling a sense of pain that started like a tiny dagger stabbing his chest, rapidly growing until it felt like his heart was torn from his ribs and crushed and restored, repeatedly as his eyes began to shimmer, the golden divine eye searching in overdrive as bloody lines appeared in the beautiful organ.


    His emotions ran wild: anger, sadness, fear... Lancelot had never felt this disturbed or crazed before, not when facing Arthur or as he lost his troops in the past.


    "IKUMI!"


    Lancelot screamed maniacally, searching through corpses frantically; he used the Divine Eye to find frost hares, hoping they hadn''t departed from Avalon. He cradled five bodies together, pouring his ether into their bodies as their weak hearts began to recover.


    "P....please... Captain.... save.."


    "Do not worry..." Lancelot gave them a gentle kiss, helping them sleep to forget the pain as they rapidly recovered from their wounds. He managed to save over thirty on his way towards the large cave.


    ''I can hear the sound of fighting... Ikumi and many hares still fight... hurry...''


    His feet rapidly darted forward, his body covered in his dominus and black scales as if natural, no longer needing a special scene or time to transform; the more he used it, the closer he came to becoming a true demon lord.


    "Eh..."


    A wet sound echoed as something slammed into the ground below his feet; as he looked down, the image that entered his sight caused him to feel strange.


    His eyes saw a frost hare... What was once a frost hare? Zirrel, a cute girl, was almost torn in half... her eyes hazed over as she seemed to look into his golden eyes through the visor... her lips were covered in blood and missing an arm, yet she reached out to him.


    Lancelot''s hands trembled; he grabbed Zirrel tenderly, holding her close as ether poured into her dying body as he embraced her body, blood staining his scales and armour, her eyes seeming to regain light.


    "Zirrel.. stay strong, please!" Lancelot cried, stroking her cheeks as her eyes regained life; tears flowed uncontrollably, the pain he felt surging forward as if his heart had torn in two.


    "Captain.... Please... Sav...."


    Zirrel reached weakly, stroking Lancelot''s cheeks as she smiled, blood bubbling from her lips as she choked on her words; her beautiful azure blue eyes reflected Lancelot''s domino visor as he felt her cold lips peck his.


    ''She will not die, but my negligence... and confidence...''


    ''Ikumi is ahead, likely with Vema...''


    He stood up, placing Zirrel onto a flat rock before taking out an expensive potion that Rena gave him to save his life when near death; popping the cork, he collected half the bottle in his mouth and leaned over Zirrel, her eyes looking at him those beautiful blue orbs shimmering sadly.


    "You liked kissing, right...?"


    Memories of her first time dragged inside the tent with Vema and Ikumi, this girl skilled in archery loved to be kissed at the climax of sex.


    He spoke as the potion swirled in his mouth before leaning over, parting her bloody lips as he pressed onto hers, sharing the healing elixir through his lips.


    Zirrel choked as Lancelot''s tongue danced with her smaller tongue, swallowing the mixture that smelled sweet yet bitter, her tastebuds screaming as she clung to life and sucked.


    ''Tastes like candy apples...'' Zirrel thought peacefully as Lancelot broke their passionate kiss; her wounds healed rapidly; the severed limb grew slowly as her eyes closed peacefully.


    "Sleep... heal... I promise to punish you all properly for doing this without me!" Lancelot promised the sleeping hare as he dashed towards the cave, where cries and roars echoed.


    His steps slowed as he lifted an arm into the air; he didn''t care if it was overkill or foolish use of his ability as a lord.


    A black and golden light illuminated his left hand that floated in the air.


    "Lancelot, the lord of Camelot and Windsor, summon my armies to support thy lord!"


    The entire cavern crackled with magic, lightning with black and red hues tearing apart the stones and walls, creating a large portal.


    "Your sisters have been injured, maimed and killed. Answer my call and get their revenge."


    Less than a second later, over two hundred troops appeared from the portal as they rushed to follow Lancelot, who flew ahead, his black wings flickering with a bloody aura towards the sound of battle and crackling magic.


    Moments later, Morgana stepped from the portal in a full black plate and a huge spear; behind her were succubus heroes and the angels with Nuriel, who began to heal and save the Frost Hares that Lancelot gathered.


    "Phew... I regret that three have passed, but the rest can be saved."


    Nuriel''s body began to shine golden, causing the dark cave to brighten up instantly as the sleeping girls rapidly healed. She sent a group of six angels and Morgana to help any wounded further inside.


    Morgana observed the cave and only showed a proud smile beneath her helmet.


    "My little sister, you lead a small group of insignificant frost hares... and only suffered three deaths."


    Her head then turned to the side, at the pile of ogre corpses torn apart, as if ravaged by an intense enemy, limbs were torn and bodies dismembered.


    "Yet managed to kill over twenty ogres, bolstered by a twin-headed mage... I am proud that you are the one who lent your body."


    "You have grown well, Ikumi."


    Morgana''s golden eyes shone as she looked at the bloody figure, standing with a broken spear and bent shield protecting the injured frost hares, with fur matted with blood and her right eye closed with a cut over her brow.


    "It looked like a chance for Ikumi, captain of Camelot, to show her quality!"

 Chapter 122 - 9: Warmaiden Ikumi [3]

    Lancelot approached rapidly, his body filled with rage upon seeing the state of Vema and a few of the frost hares behind Ikumi, his body crackling with either about to attack the twin-headed ogre mage with a bloody body.


    "Stop!"


    A hoarse, feminine voice sounded as Ikumi''s thick white rabbit foot stomped on the ground, cracking the earth, before spinning her body and kicking it towards the Mage with a loud bang.


    The Mage lifted both arms, holding a staff and club as a wall of ice formed, blacking the shards of the earth with a resounding bang, her force cracking the ice barrier.


    However, the rocks were now off-target and smashed into the wall behind the Ogre.


    Ikumi turned her head towards the demonic Lancelot before stunning him with the powerful aura pulsating around her soft, creamy skin, an icy blue ether wrapping around her entire body as she glared at him with ruby eyes.


    "Master, please do not get involved. This is Ikumi''s fight, Ikumi''s battle!"


    His eyes watched her for a few moments, holding the twin-headed Ogre in place using his Ether while stepping forward and looking at the battered Ikumi with a wry smile.


    "Are you sure?"


    "Mmm."


    "Can you win?"


    "Don''t know!"


    "Is it fun?"


    "Very!"


    With a nod, Lancelot stepped beside her and began to carry the wounded hares, including Vema, out of the combat area, his eyes looking around at the huge number of troops wrapped around the battlefield.


    "Don''t interfere. This is Ikumi and the Frost Hare''s fight."


    Now remaining was Ikumi and ten other hares, who were all archers.


    Lancelot stopped beside Ikumi as the orge Mage looked about, ready to explode in anger from being held in place by the powerful magic power.


    Looking at Ikumi''s bloody face, her messy hair yet those brightly shining eyes, like red gemstones glistening in the scorching sun.


    He gently kissed her forehead, wanting to give her some support.


    "Win, Ikumi, prove yourself stronger."


    "I believe in you, so come back to me."


    His whisper entered her sensitive ears, causing them to flap side to side joyfully as Lancelot stepped back towards the other frost hares and turned towards the Ogre, pointing his finger directly at the twin-headed ogre mage.


    Releasing it from the binding as now the only targets in his range were Ikumi and her sisters of battle.


    ''She won''t realise I cheated a little and gave them a large dose of Ether.''


    Lancelot smiled as he stood beside Morgana, who watched with passionate eyes.


    "You gave her and those girls quite a lot of Ether, even the fainted and dying ones. They are so tired and worn out they didn''t realise their power, and levels just jumped over a dozen."


    "I don''t see why I would let my cute girls get hurt more; this much is fair."


    He then looked at Morgana, realising for the first time that she was speaking with her lips, not in his mind. Maybe she realised too as they looked at each other with shock.


    *Bang!*


    ***


    [Ikumi POV]


    She watched Lancelot leave, her red eyes narrowed, feeling his trust in her had given her a second wind, and even the exhausted girls behind her felt the same.


    ''I know he probably did something to help... but that''s fine.''


    Ikumi inhaled deeply, focusing on the ogre mage and four heavily armoured ogres with clubs as thick as human bodies and capable of turning her or sisters into meat paste if struck.


    ''We only have ten archers left.''


    "Spread out, don''t engage them and focus on following me up if you can. Try to use magic instead of your bows."


    Since the battle drew on, Ikumi stopped using a sword or spear as they broke. Now, her hands work the black metal gauntlets and greaves that Lancelot bought her as a gift from the Lord catalogue when she helped him clear the forest in the past.


    ''I need to keep the mage focused on me and the warriors away from them.''


    Ikumi''s thighs began to tense, her muscles bulging as she launched her body into the air. Her eyes closed for a moment as she took a deep breath, closing the gap between herself and the Ogre in a flash, appearing in front of the Mage before its eyes could adjust as her right leg snapped forward towards its face like a stone-encrusted whip.


    Instantly before impact, the air around Ikumi froze, creating an icy aura that coated her entire leg in ice; with a loud bang, the Mage blocked Ikumi''s kick using its huge club, but the ground beneath its feet shattered from the heavy blow, sending a tremor of icy wind through the ogre mage and surrounding Ogre guards.


    Small blades of ice, which looked like miniature versions of Lancelot''s blades, exploded out from her kick, tearing the flesh of all five ogres as she flung backwards before pointing forward, "Shoot them!"


    In the background, Morgana whispered into Lancelot''s ears, her voice causing his body to tremble with the sensual and alluring tone. "Oh my, it seems you are loved. That attack has "I love Lancelot" all over it. Fufu, what a lovely growth she''s had without us noticing."


    "Ah... It''s amazing; I never told or taught her this way of fighting... it''s almost like a martial arts only for Frost Hares and their extremely powerful legs."


    Ikumi took a breather, stretching her legs before a volley of arrows and ice lances zoomed over her head, one almost penetrating her soft ears as they whistled past her.


    Each arrow or ice lance hit vital parts of the Ogres except the Mage, whose flaming defence melted the projectiles into harmless droplets.


    Ikumi landed on her feet, crouching low as she kicked forward again, flying like a bullet towards the Mage as its dual heads growled, her body spinning, sending several kicks towards the Mage''s abdomen, her eyes filled with determination to take advantage as there was only the Mage left!


    BOOM!!


    Each kick exploded with icy wind, ripping the Mage''s clothes to shreds, revealing its robust and scarred body that seemed to have lived a lifetime of strife and suffered many injuries in the previous assault.


    Ikumi kept attacking relentlessly, dodging the Mage''s club and swinging wide towards her head, moving fluidly as she bounced on her feet; one of her kicks tore open flesh wounds while protecting herself as best as possible.


    BOOM!!!


    Her final kick cracked the Mage''s thick ribs, staggering its huge frame as it roared angrily, flames exploding from one head as Ikumi spun, landing on her right leg, lifting her left high as mana gathered, forming icy claws extending from her toes with three nails on each foot.


    SLASH!!


    Blood erupted from the Ogre mage as Ikumi slashed diagonally; a line of blood bloomed from the Mage''s side as its eyes widened, one head reaching to defend with a flaming barrier protecting one side of its body as the other swung wildly at Ikumi with a stone club.


    BOOOOOM!!!!


    The icy wind scattered from Ikumi''s leg as it collided with the Mage''s fiery shield, but the wounds from her axe-like kick left one of the heads now bleeding profusely from the neck and chest; the next moment, she was smashed in the side by the stone club.


    "Argh!!"


    "Ugh... my chest..."


    Ikumi tumbled across the bloody battlefield, bouncing and rolling several times before sliding on her face, blood dripping from her lips as her rib cage ached like someone smashing a hammer inside her chest.


    She pushed up with shaky arms, wiping blood from her eyes as she glared hatefully at the Mage, which was now heavily injured, missing an eye as it pointed towards Ikumi, roaring like a beast.


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    "Haha... haa.... fuck you too." Ikumi''s vulgar words made Lancelot chuckle in the back while observing the growth of his captain and realising Ikumi deserved better from him.


    "Ikumi truly showed how strong and feminine she has become. I think it''s time Lancelot rewards her!" Morgana whispered into his ear while licking the back softly, leaving goosebumps on his flesh as his body shivered with pleasure.


    Back in the arena, the battle was near the end, both sides worn out, but the Ogre seemed closer to the edge; his left side seemed limp, only holding the stone mace and dropping the staff as it stepped forward, no longer casting big spells.


    Ikumi charged forward, ignoring the intense pain from her ribs; she leapt forward, one leg stamping into the bloody earth while using the other to kick towards the Mage''s remaining head, another icy vortex gathering as blades of ice formed around her leg as her leg snapped, causing her foot to slash viciously.


    In desperation, the Mage fired countless barrages of arcane missiles that shot towards the ten hares in the distance, raining down on them as they dodged and leapt around, taking damage from the blunt magic bolts.


    SLICE!!


    Fresh blood sprayed as Ikumi cut through the Mage''s neck effortlessly; both heads fell to the ground with dead eyes as the Mage fell backwards, blood spurting like a fountain as it gurgled, trying to speak before it died with lifeless eyes.


    Ikumi fell forward, gasping loudly, crawling weakly before falling sideways as Lancelot rushed over with Morgana floating above, stopping all others from moving, her eyes fixated on the pair now embracing each other, a warm smile on her face.


    "My cute little sister, you did so well. Big sister will care for everything."


    "So you can just enjoy the rewards."


    [Ikumi POV end]


    ?Ikumi Winters Rank Upgraded to B+?

 Chapter 123 - 10: My Little Hare

    Ikumi was exhausted and couldn''t stand anymore, falling to the ground with dazed eyes, trying to crawl forward like she didn''t know the battle had ended.


    Lancelot was there to catch her faster than a flash of light as he grabbed her body, holding her in a princess carry. His arms pulled Ikumi towards his chest firmly, causing her tiredness to vanish instantly, replaced by the rapid beating of her fluffy heart as Lancelot''s piercing eyes met hers.


    "Lan... master... Ikumi... wins..."


    She whispered faintly, her ruby eyes sparkling like two precious jewels, Lancelot feeling helpless when gazing into them as he stroked her messy, dirt-covered hair.


    "Of course you did. You were amazing. Are you tired?"


    He looked down as her hands seemed to lack the power to hold him tightly, flopping down and resting against his arm.


    Ikumi nodded with tearful eyes, sniffling slightly, "Ikumi wants a reward."


    Lancelot''s eyes softened as he wiped her bloodied lips and dirty cheeks; he gently kissed her forehead, then her sticky eyelids. Ikumi closed her eyes as Lancelot''s warm lips pressed on them.


    "Anything my little hare desires will be granted."


    Ikumi struggled slightly, raising one hand to pull his head closer and whispering, "I want Master to eat Ikumi."


    Lancelot paused momentarily, feeling Morgana hovering above, smiling brightly, her lustful aura pressing against him as he sighed helplessly.


    "When you have recovered, okay."


    He carried Ikumi past her wounded and exhausted troops towards a small field hospital; he spent quite a lot of wood and stone to build it rapidly the moment Ikumi took this territory as his own.


    Lancelot gave Morgana the orders on what to do before the battle ended.


    First, they would use extra materials to craft a wall to protect the exterior of the forest to stop invaders from sneaking inside, then position a new village that would protect the border and would be a shared project between him and Guinevere.


    Ikumi didn''t respond as she fell asleep, her light breathing sounding as she leaned against Lancelot''s chest.


    Inside the Hospital, Lancelot gently lay Ikumi on a soft bed made of treated animal fur and feathers; he removed her tattered clothing, revealing her beautiful figure as he inspected her body carefully, only to be pushed away by one of the kistune troops due to him just enjoying the sight of ikumi in the nude.


    "Master Lancelot, we will take care of our Captain Ikumi now. Lady Morgana says she has erected the temporary barriers outside, and the construction will be complete soon."


    "I see, thanks..."


    Lancelot tried to pretend to be the good leader, but it was true Ikumi''s adult figure was quite different from the young adult one he knew well; she was much more alluring, sensual and soft to touch, and her breasts also seemed to have changed shape and become bigger and were fuller with a rounded bell shape.


    Even her scent was more mature and alluring. If she was a primrose before, now she was a blooming violet or orchid.


    "Oh, you didn''t assault her right away?"


    Morgana''s enchanting voice sounded, the air gently vibrating with her deep, husky voice as the woman floated down and hugged Lancelot''s back, stroking his chest with her long, pointed nails.


    "What should we do next? Should I build a Village here? Or wait for Guinevere to finish?"


    "Let''s start preparing the forest first. Have the troops clear as much forest and wood as possible before the summon ends. I can only keep fifty of them here, so choose the most powerful to help with the building and arrangments." Lancelot was stern despite her fondling his crotch like they were in his room.


    "Hmmm... sounds fun; I''ll do it since you asked so kindly." She giggled playfully before vanishing like a ghost.


    ''I should check on Zirrel and the rest...'' Lancelot thought as he headed towards the cave entrance.


    It was now a small collection of both Frost Hare huts and other homes, the cave being converted slowly into a rock fortress, as many of the Angels and Succubi stood guard near the edge of the forest for invaders.


    Currently, Camelot commanded a large dome of territory, with the Sherwood forest to its east and Guinevere''s territory to the northeast, while the north and northwest lead towards the bulk of the demon kingdoms and Rena''s direction.


    The South was the huge mountain that led to Sumika''s former territory and Lancelot''s new city, so there were only two directions in the demon realm to fear.


    East of Sherwood was a large group of demons and territories that could invade at any time. Now Lancelot had taken over so much territory; with the north of Sherwood being Guinevere''s, there was only the east where danger could come from.


    ''Well... The South isn''t in any major trouble for a while; maybe Arthur will be a problem?''


    Lancelot wandered around the cave hospital, checking the hares until finally finding Zirrel lying on a bed, hugging her broken armour to her bosom while sleeping with a peaceful expression.


    She awoke, hearing footsteps entering, her beautiful azure blue eyes opening slowly; Lancelot smiled upon seeing her awake as she seemed to recognise him straight away but couldn''t move anything but her eyes and show a tremble in her lips.


    "Don''t rush; I know you must be in pain."


    He sat beside her, stroking through her soft black hair; no longer was she like other Frost Hares; rather, her race was different now... She, Vema and the thirty Frost Hares in Ikumi''s unit were now "Demon Hares."


    A happy mistake that Lancelot never imagined, that his blood, the amount of ether, and his life force used to bring them back would cause them all to evolve.


    As far as Lancelot could tell, Demon Hares lost the snowy white fur of Frost Hares but possessed humanoid traits like before: ears, tail, and fur.


    Their faces became more humanoid with soft, feminine features, and their figures resembled succubi physiques.


    With lewd breasts, curvy behinds, and a strangely alluring bee-type waist, their legs became more human, but the muscles of their thighs became stronger and more visible as if to compensate. Sear?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    On top of these changes, their physical and magical power was increased significantly, and they could use the soul-damaging spells of the succubus and a few more magic spells and sword skills, likely inherited from Lancelot.


    The final key figure is the extremely long, floppy black ears. These ears allow Demon Hares to hear hundreds of kilometres away and perceive objects with excellent hearing.


    Lancelot honestly liked this evolution and secretly wished Ikumi had changed, too.


    He stroked her head gently, enjoying how long her ears were, the silky hair and fluff inside causing Zirrel to kick against the bed, with a slight blush on her face, embarrassed by the pleasure of Lancelot playing with her ears.


    "Captain... Ikumi is... safe?" Zirrel managed to whisper her concerns after a while, remembering the last thing before fainting: the image of Ikumi taking blows from the ogres to protect the other girls from being killed.


    "She is resting after killing the enemy mage. Ikumi was amazing, just like the rest of you." Lancelot reassured her gently as Zirrel breathed a sigh of relief, her lips trembling as tears streamed down her cheeks.


    "Zirrel was useless, only able to kill a single ogre before being badly injured; Ikumi protected everyone else even though Zirrel was useless...."


    Her voice sounded weak yet regretful. Lancelot sighed; he knew that feeling of powerlessness and watching as everyone around you slowly fell, and all you did was one small achievement.


    So he lifted her soft body and hugged her tenderly, patting her back while stroking her head as Zirrel buried her face into Lancelot''s shoulders, sobbing quietly like a child.


    "Zirrel was amazing; Ikumi wouldn''t have been able to kill the mage alone. It was thanks to you, Vema and all the other girls fighting so hard; what are you talking about, just one ogre."


    "You girls were fighting against monsters far stronger; I have neglected you so badly that you were weaker than you could have been; the pain and injuries are my fault for being too thoughtless."


    Zirrel shook her head in Lancelot''s embrace while grabbing his armour tightly, her soft ears flopping in the air as her heart pounded.


    She felt safe in his warm embrace, and her nose sensed an addictive scent that calmed her emotions as she inhaled deeply, unable to resist snuggling deeper into Lancelot''s body.


    After consoling Zirrel for a while, she fell asleep as he visited all the girls, from Vema to the ones who were almost too badly injured and became even more demonic than Zirrel, some with small horns or golden eyes, gaining demon traits.


    Eventually, Lancelot finished visiting all the girls; he returned to where the village was planned to be built, with many of his troops rushing before the countdown ended, and most of them would be sent back to the bases they were before.


    [I have contacted Guinevere, and she will be here soon with some troops to help the eastern front become more stable.]


    ''Thanks... I was worried there might be an attack, although they could not take our territory without conquering the linked village. I don''t want to see any more of my units dying.''


    [Don''t worry, the three girls who passed were revived safely, thanks to you constructing the building; we cannot use it for another seven days.]


    Avalon was a strange world, with many relics that could bring back the dead who had died there. Sometimes, it was a timed restriction, others a level or grade.


    The build bases usually cost over one thousand Avalon Coins and could be used three times a week at most; rather, he was lucky to have it upgraded and built; otherwise, those girls would be reborn from the start and forget many memories.

 Chapter 124 - 11: Ikumi Doesnt Want To Wait. [R18]

    Lancelot returned to his temporary tent, sitting on the edge of the small bed; his body bounced with the weight, and leaning back, he sighed, feeling the tension of the day''s stress fading slowly.


    He constructed a large stone wall with an inner wall for the defenders to easily patrol the entire easter part of Sherwood without destroying the beautiful forest too much.


    The small village started to take shape, following Camelot''s blueprint as the girls worked hard to set it all up.


    Lancelot admired their enthusiasm and dedication, so most women could take a break tonight and had early tomorrow off with only the stubborn angels and cheeky succubi who kept guard.


    Suddenly, the curtain rustled as someone entered.


    His eyes wandered towards the figure, stepping inside, making Lancelot''s heart skip a few beats. She was focused on her figure in the dark evening moonlight, emphasising her sensual sex appeal.


    "Master?" Ikumi stepped inside, her body completely naked, only the soft white fur barely covering her lower body, while her heavy swaying melons jiggled with every step.


    Her alluring ruby eyes drew Lancelot into them like a spell as she continued her approach with a smile, seeing how much he was charmed.


    "Ikumi, you... there''s no clothes." He pointed out the obvious while trying to keep his gaze on hers.


    She chuckled, closing her eyes with a sweet grin before stopping just between Lancelot''s legs as he gazed upwards with a strange expression, not knowing what to do with her sudden and unexpected actions. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Master, relax. I''m here just for you. All for you to use me as you please!" Ikumi spoke seductively, resting both hands behind Lancelot''s head, leaning forward as she pressed her soft flesh against his face, letting the warmth of her huge marshmallows squish against him and releasing a sexy low groan, she whispered in a seductive voice.


    "Use my body to release all your worries. Tonight, I shall be Master''s pet!" Ikumi purred cutely, her ears swaying happily.


    Lancelot couldn''t resist as his hands instinctively grasped Ikumi''s wide hips, pulling her down gently.


    He didn''t know if he was dreaming or reality because she felt far too good in his arms; the soft feeling of her meaty ass, the smooth, silky texture of her skin, she was nothing like the half-dead Ikumi of a few hours ago, as her ruby eyes looked up at him, lay on her back, on his small makeshift bed.


    "Master..." Ikumi called sweetly, wrapping her arms around Lancelot''s neck, pressing her breasts against his muscular chest as they kissed passionately under the dim light of the candle nearby.


    He pulled away, forming a string of saliva, their tongues seeking each other mid-air, only for Ikumi''s hands to pull Lancelot''s face closer, kissing once again with wild hunger.


    They fought for dominance but quickly changed roles from time to time.


    It was sexually lustful but full of love, emotions and desires to give themselves entirely to each other.


    Lancelot lost track of time; he knew that they continued kissing for a while, perhaps more. Ikumi moaned loudly, gasping for air several times.


    "Ikumi, I don''t want to use you."


    "I want you as a woman, a lover and my wife... I treated you so badly, pushing you away." Lancelot apologised shamefully.


    Ikumi cupped Lancelot''s cheek, chuckling shyly, "Master is always overthinking," moving slightly as her legs spread apart, a thick silver thread oozing down between her ass as she parted her silvery white fur.


    "Look at how aroused I am, wanting to mate with you all day, every day..." whispering with a blush, spreading her lips, Ikumi shivered upon the cool air, arching her back adorably.


    "Use my pussy, mark it with your scent to show that I belong to Master alone~!"


    "Let everyone know whose woman I am ~" Ikumi groaned softly, biting Lancelot''s lower lip and nibbling it. "We are not like other races; there is a sense of devotion and affection during mating... but Master seems to think I was sad..." Ikumi giggled, squeezing Lancelot''s cheeks together.


    "Master misunderstands things," licking Lancelot''s lips, moaning sexily, Ikumi whispered. "Just feel... Let me show you." Rubbing Lancelot''s cock inside his pants, her eyes narrowed happily at how hard it was as if to break through the fabric to ravish her.


    "Yes! Show me." Lancelot grinned excitedly, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants as Ikumi lifted her upper body for support, watching intently. Her eyes were fixated, admiring every inch as Lancelot freed himself from its confinement.


    Reaching with one hand and stroking slowly while playing with her drooling pussy, using her nectar as lubrication, "It''s bigger than last time, is my body arousing now? Or is it because this is your first time doing it with just Ikumi?" She teased playfully.


    "You are beautiful, so maybe that''s why?"


    Lancelot pushed her shoulders down, his hands stroking her soft bosom, pressing his fingers together to caress and tease her sensitive cherry peaks.


    "Ahn ~ Ahn Haa...." Ikumi bit her index finger, trying to hold back the moan.


    She couldn''t handle the tingles on her sensitive breasts as her back arched suddenly, trembling pleasantly as Lancelot held her in place while his tip rubbed against her clit with each teasing movement.


    Each stroke made her insides flutter, demanding attention as her heart yearned deeply.


    Ikumi reached Lancelot''s firm pecs, grasping them firmly, digging her nails when the pleasure became intense; her mind went blank, forgetting where they were or what she wanted to say.


    Ikumi struggled for breath, staring at Lancelot, watching his gorgeous rugged facial features, sharp jawline, and toned six-pack that shined in the gentle firelight before lowering his head down between her breasts, biting her nipple firmly as she hugged his head tightly, groaning in blissful heaven.


    Her mind erupted with waves of blissful euphoria flooding through Ikumi''s body as Lancelot positioned himself comfortably and began guiding himself, his tip stroking her entrance, preparing to thrust deep into Ikumi.


    "Ikumi, can I?" Lancelot asked, leaning his forehead against Ikumi''s with half-open lustful eyes, gazing back at him with similar intent as she nodded frantically, clinging onto Lancelot tightly as if afraid he would slip away.


    Lancelot wasted no time; the moment he received Ikumi''s approval, he slammed his entire length to the base in one motion with such incredible might that he shook the small bed while Ikumi wrapped her strong, lithe legs around Lancelot, pulling him closer for intimacy.


    As Ikumi clung closely, burying her head deep in Lancelot''s shoulder, her mouth was wide open. Still, it was silent from the overwhelming sensation of having her tight pussy stuffed into her womb, forced to submit entirely to his size.


    "Ahh... it''s here.... different from always~ no Morgana... just Lancelot and me...!" Ikumi let out a cute whine like a cat.


    Their bodies quickly synched together as Lancelot understood how she liked it as much as she craved each powerful thrust, filling every inch of Ikumi to the brim and claiming everything for himself as he desired.


    "Don''t be so cute; I''ll be forced to devour you..." Lancelot grunted as he kissed her lips, sucking on her sweet, pink tongue that greeted him willingly before Ikumi let out another series of muffled moans; Lancelot relentlessly claimed ownership of her wet cave.


    Swinging his waist back as a slippery wet sound followed with the powerful movement of his hips, slamming into her faster with every movement as Ikumi cried out with lustful moans, tears rolling down her beautiful cheeks, flushed red.


    With each rhythmic connection of their waist intensified, Lancelot relished Ikumi''s pleasant lewd screams as her claws dug deep into his muscles to suppress the crazy pleasure building within, wanting more than before, losing control like never before.


    "Nnn~ different.... so thick, hot... and strange!"


    Ikumi was experiencing these foreign emotions for the first time. She knew that it wouldn''t be possible to return to the shared senses with Morgana even if she wanted as the pleasure continued rising.


    ''Does sex have always been this intoxicating... I thought Morgana made Master better in bed... but this...'' Ikumi gritted her sharp teeth, refusing to lose as she clenched Lancelot''s member fiercely as revenge while smiling at his handsome complexion in pain mixed with pleasure.


    The throbbing bulging veins rubbing Ikumi''s moist walls triggered her orgasm repeatedly as his glans pressed and pulled on her soft fleshy folds, letting lewd squelches leave her snatch, making her shudder in shame.


    Yet, Lancelot wasn''t planning to stop after he realised how submissive Ikumi''s body was under him, clinging lovingly to their closeness and intensity that kept going far longer than expected.


    Ikumi grew weaker beneath Lancelot.


    "Ahh....ha....hmmm...hmmmn~ so good....Mmm!"


    Their bodies filled with sweat glistened under the flames, fuelling their sexual desire more as Ikumi squeaked each time Lancelot bit her sensitive nipple, turning them swollen red until he left a kiss for his apology before switching breasts each time.


    Lancelot unleashed his frustrations while Ikumi experienced a newfound sexual drive she didn''t know existed until tonight; the flames danced intensely, mimicking their passionate night together.


    "AHNNN~!!!" Ikumi reached the final straw, unable to hold any longer as Lancelot seemed to forget about her sore and overly pleasurable cherry peaks to bite her slender snow-white neck roughly.


    His tongue lapped on her sweet flavour before leaving bite marks around, littering Ikumi as his woman, marking his territory possessively, showing it for others to see while riding on Ikumi''s endless stream of orgasms.


    Ikumi tightened tremendously while Lancelot rocked their world; nothing else mattered except themselves at this moment, so many unspoken words were exchanged silently in the dim flickering lights as he continued hammering his thick shaft, smacking Ikumi''s pale ass viciously. At the same time, their hips crashed against each other loudly, with erotic squelches resonating.


    "Giving up already?" Lancelot smirked devilishly, groping Ikumi''s delicious mountain firmly, teasing her erect nipples repeatedly to push her over the edge each time.


    Each thrust hit Ikumi differently after Lancelot discovered her weakness through their intense, passionate embrace.


    Arousal flooded Ikumi''s body as she wished to win for pride''s sake, "never~ hmm...." Ikumi growled proudly.


    She refused to go down without a fight, embracing Lancelot closer with arms and legs tightly, sucking forcefully on his shoulder as her claws scratched Lancelot''s back painfully, leaving visible lacerations as retaliation, forming blood.


    Lancelot enjoyed Ikumi''s fiery spirit and refused to hold anything back after recognising the challenge ahead; his hips moved faster, reaching unfathomable speeds, blurring their figures from anyone witnessing the sinful sight.


    Thrust after thrust, Lancelot released countless loads for the past hour of endless mating since they started in silence; Ikumi swallowed most by her greedy pussy with greed, unwilling to lose anything to Morgana as it accumulated within her fertile egg sac to fertilise rapidly.


    She felt her tummy expanding after numerous attempts failed earlier due to Lancelot''s awareness, Ikumi longing for him more.


    Unbearable heat gathered from Lancelot and Ikumi''s continuous love-making session under the sheets, increasing their desires tenfold as time passed; dawn greeted the exhausted couple lying together in mutual understanding.


    Sharing kisses occasionally with tender expressions hidden by Lancelot''s messy bed hair drenched with sweat as Ikumi brushed it aside while nuzzling closely to enjoy the closeness of her beloved mate with their naked bodies pressing against each other to prevent anything from slipping through, neither planned to let go anytime soon.


    She was enduring Lancelot''s explosive orgasm, flooding Ikumi''s insides repeatedly with potent fertile semen, painting her womb creamy white.


    With his hot sperm swirling around and searching for Ikumi''s defenceless eggs, Lancelot panted breathlessly with a tired yet satisfied look.


    Basking in the glow of each other, finally, the pair fell asleep as Morgana, who watched and enjoyed everything, licked her lips as she left the tent, muttering.


    "Thanks for the meal, little sister. You fucked darling real good."


    To avoid them being disturbed, she took command for the afternoon and oversaw the completion of the village while remembering the adorable scenes from the night before with a yawn.

 Chapter 125 - 12: Back To Reality

    There was a loud creaking of cheap wood and the melodic sighs coming from the tent Lancelot was using, which caused most women to avoid it.


    Many wondered who it was as they began morning training, but the question was answered when their Captain was absent from training.


    "Nnnn.... more... Ikumi can still take more... Ha...."


    In the dark room, the thick scent of male and female intercourse flooded with an intense aroma of sweet and sour flavours continuously filled the room as Ikumi''s hips roughly slapped down against Lancelot''s hips, her arms wrapped around his back as her long ears now dancing just like the other mutated girls.


    Each slap of their hips caused Lancelot to grunt in pleasure before he filled Ikumi''s small womb as her body shuddered, milking him for more, but Lancelot didn''t mind. He felt her passionate love with each moment that passed.


    He wanted to drown himself In her love while smothering her in his.


    "Nnnn... it''s hot... still so much! Only for Ikumi."


    "Oh? What happened to the mature way of speaking."


    "Haa... Ikumi did her best, so this much is fine!"


    "Okay, okay, but I think we should continue later. Originally, we would have a little date after I finished my day at the academy."


    "Nnnn.... but it''s still..."


    His hands wrapped around her perky ass, squeezing the soft cheeks, wet with her sweat from the evening of intense copulation, pushing her body up as she whimpered.


    "Ikumi, I am an incubus; it will always get hard for a cute woman I love."


    ''It would get hard for any beautiful woman... If honest.''


    But he didn''t want to upset her, so he told her the sweet line in his heart instead.


    "Mmmm... Ikumi loves Lancelot... So, she will wait till tonight."


    "Good girl."


    ''Such a lewd girl... She had so much and wants more tonight. Hahaha, I guess the greedy Ikumi cannot vanish even if she matures and evolves.''


    Placing a kiss on her lips, Lancelot enjoyed the softness as his hands rubbed her perky butt cheeks, giving her a soft slap before finally letting her up.


    Her tight hole released him finally with a loud shlop as a stream of white leaked out, falling onto the stained sheets below them, causing Ikumi to pout adorably, causing Lancelot''s desire to rise, but he endured.


    The hare with her pristine white fur and lovely long ears hopped out of his tent, her face full of colour and hair shiny and luscious from her evening.


    Many stared at Ikumi, noticing the difference, wondering what happened, but Lancelot smiled, leaning back against the wooden backrest, looking at his system panel to see the time.


    "Still a little time before the first period."


    "Fufu, I thought you would take longer. That girl will probably struggle walking when the night hits her in a few hours."


    ''Ah... your voice makes even the fantasy of angels and the divine seem inferior.''


    Morgana''s true voice sounded almost, causing Lancelot''s crotch to rise for battle once more!


    "Morgana... Don''t surprise me like that!"


    "Ho... you resisted my voice, interesting."


    Her beautiful eyes glanced down to his rising dragon, licking her lips seductively as her dark purple hair danced in the wind, flowing behind her. She reached down, with her fair, creamy fingers wrapping around the veiny member.


    "So, are we leaving for the academy after you wash up?"


    Morgana''s words were nonchalant as her hands moved slowly, wrapping, writhing, teasing and jerking, her wrists and fingers moving in ways that stimulated him in unbelievable ways with the same hand.


    "Haa....what wonderfully skilled hands... I planned to. Why are you coming with me?"


    "Fufu, I have things to do there. Besides, I am bored playing here all the time. Guinevere promised to take me to a beauty salon to make you speechless with my beauty."


    ''I am already...''


    "That is something to expect..."


    "Well, you began to throb inside my hand... do you want to see?" Morgana giggled lightly as her hands, now slick with fluid, moved rapidly, each finger moving independently like a monster devouring her prey.


    She was like a goddess of temptation, causing Lancelot''s mind to become fuzzy with lust, his body begging to be buried in her tight body.


    "Hah... Morgana... I will explode."


    "Oh my~ please, explode... shoot it! Ah... I can feel you directly, finally... It''s so hard, thick and warm." Her smile widened as her fingers increased the pace, a wet, slimy sound echoing with Lancelot grunting as his desires shot into her soft, delicate palms with great force.


    He could feel her touch stealing his vitality and essence, but the recovery almost kept up until he reached this point, and her palm started drinking him dry as Morgana began to pant, her tongue hanging out and a fierce golden light in her eyes.


    "Ha... this taste... Lancelot, you are a feast! No wonder Ikumi couldn''t leave your tent today... Haaa...."


    Her breathing grew heavy as her thighs rubbed together, her pale skin flushed as she brought her palm to her lips, sucking and slurping, swallowing Lancelot''s essence greedily, enjoying every single drop.


    "Haaa... delicious..."


    "Morgana, what are you doing?"


    "Hmmm? Isn''t it obvious?" She grinned, showing her pearly teeth as she finished the last drop, her lips and chin wet with drool as she licked them clean, standing up.


    "I am preparing you for class! We need to hurry; otherwise, we''ll miss the lesson. Guinevere is waiting outside for us."


    "Now you have zero desires; you can focus on swordsmanship, summoning and learning fufu~ that Evaine will know you''ve slept around."


    "Haa... Morgana, you''re cruel."


    "Oh my, why did you shoot more for me in one shot than you did for Ikumi in five? Fufu."


    Lancelot shook his head, knowing that this demoness was sometimes worse than Ikumis, but he loved her anyway.


    Standing up, he washed up and dressed, with Morgana offering her hand twice before they finally left Avalon together; hand in hand, they appeared in his apartment with Morgana in her human form; she looked a little Eastern with her raven hair and gentle eyes.


    "How many times?"


    Guinevere was standing in the living room wearing her uniform with a wry smile as she saw them emerge, a succubus wrapped around an incubus-like husband and wife.


    "Fufu, do you want to know so you can masturbate, little Guin?"


    Morgana seemed to grow closer to the girls in places Lancelot didn''t know, as Guinevere didn''t get angry but looked away with a red face before pouting.


    "Hmph... stupid matchless cock!"


    ''Matchless cock?''


    Lancelot felt conflicted as Morgana chuckled, walking over and hugging Guinevere, placing a small blue crystal in her pocket.


    He was sure it was recording crystal but only saw a glimpse and wasn''t sure, and his phone began to buzz when he wanted to ask.


    "Hello, Lord Lancelot, it''s Sebastian. I am waiting downstairs. Lady Sumika is already in the car."


    "Ah, thanks, Sebastian. We are coming down."


    Lancelot ended the call, seeing Morgana winking at Guinevere with red cheeks before releasing her, walking over, wrapping her arms around his, and rubbing her soft chest against his arm.


    "Let''s go? Little Guin, enjoy your video fufu~"


    "Shut up..."


    Lancelot didn''t say anything, kissing Guinevere''s forehead as she took his opposite arm as if to rival Morgnana before they headed out, meeting Sumika in the car, who greeted him politely.


    Today, Lancelot felt relaxed, happy and content with such loving women around him.


    ''Evaine... I hope she doesn''t get too angry.''


    When they reached the bottom floor in the lift, Lancelot saw the two servants serving Sumika and Guinevere getting into a second, heavily armoured black car with Tiamat and Sumika''s white-haired kitsune.


    Sumika looked at them from inside the car but didn''t seem angry or jealous; instead, she smiled and waved them over.


    "Come, let''s go, or we''ll be late!"


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    Lancelot waved back with a smile, entering the car, but Morgana kissed him briefly, sucking on his lower lips before heading towards the second car with Tiamat and Konoha.


    "It''s rude to take this car when the other summoned commanders are in that car; darling, don''t miss me too much."


    Lancelot watched Morgana''s beautiful figure enter the other car before sitting between Sumika and Guinevere, who snuggled closer, resting their heads on his shoulders, filling him with a sense of peace and joy.


    "Let''s go, Sebastian."


    "Yes, Sir!"


    Today was another normal day at the academy.


    Lancelot enjoyed the ride with Sumika, and Guinevere cuddled beside him, smelling their sweet fragrances until they reached the academy.


    Evaine was waiting, seeming to be checking students and their belongings, but the moment she saw Lancelot with two women wrapped around him and another three beautiful monsters and commanders following...


    It was clear she seemed a little angry to most women who saw her face.


    Lancelot waved and smiled, trying to appease her, but Evaine walked over, tapping his chest angrily before rushing off with red cheeks.


    "Student Lancelot, you were absent without notice, and now you parade here with so many beauties. What a great life you have as a troublemaker."


    "Sorry, instructor, I had personal business and forgot to send the message..."


    Lancelot apologised sincerely, feeling Evaine was a little different from usual, but the teacher sighed before waving him off, shaking her head, and walking away.


    "What lies? I can practically see the sex appeal oozing from your damn body; I bet you have a great night of sex, right?"


    Evaine smirked at him, her eyes glowing slightly as if they could see something other mortals and even Lancelot couldn''t see.


    ''Instructor Evaine...?''


    Lancelot watched her walk away, with Sumika sighing before patting his arm.


    "Don''t worry, Lancelot; Evaine isn''t angry; she just feels lonely."


    "Lonely?"


    Sumika nodded,


    "She just needs your dick, and her mood will improve."


    Sumika said casually, causing Lancelot to stare at her as Guinevere laughed; Morgana smirked, Tiamat blushed, Konoha seemed confused, and the teachers passing by coughed awkwardly.


    ''Who made my cute Sumika so lewd and vulgar!?''

 Chapter 126 - 13: Marianne Le Fay

    Lancelot was sitting at his desk quietly, trying to focus on the less, while he felt a strange gaze coming from behind him.


    ''That little ice fairy keeps throwing small balls of ice at me...''


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    "Now, can anyone tell me why people are so adamant about becoming lords and fighting in Avalon?"


    Evaine spoke loudly to the class while Lancelot was irritated by the small but freezing-cold balls that kept hitting his head.


    Guinevere beside him was the first to stand up, her beautiful frame in that black uniform drawing the eyes of many, but only Lancelot looked at her behind with no sense of shame or hiding his gaze.


    ''Did her butt get bigger?''


    Morgana was currently hiding in her spirit form wrapped around Lancelot''s back with her lips resting on his ears and cheek as she whispered in her seductive voice.


    "I think she''s getting a lot of protein these days."


    ''Erotic woman be quiet.''


    "Fufu~ it still cannot compare to mine, right? You keep touching it in secret, thinking nobody can see, but Tiamat has already told your little wife."


    His eyes widened, and he suddenly realised why the look Guinevere gave him seemed a little angry and even pouted at him!


    "It''s because of several reasons, but the main goal for the empire is the resources that can be found once you have settled into the mainland and have ample miners and the ability to trade with other lords."


    Guinevere''s answer was the most basic textbook answer, but she knew the true reason that the empire sent people into Avalon.


    They were hoping to find one person who could take part in the grand battle to select the new king.


    This event would take part randomly when a king was missing or dead.


    However, the academy didn''t teach this kind of thing until the second and third years, believing it to be unnecessary for the first years.


    ''How stupid the academy is.''


    ''There is one big lie that they tell, and by the time people know the truth.


    ''It''s far too late.''


    Lancelot felt irritated as another ball of ice tapped his exposed ear because of Morgana''s nibbling on the tip, making it slightly damp causing the cold to be even more annoying.


    Since it was getting far too annoying, he opened up his phone hidden in the desk and typed a message to Maria Lovell, the tenth-ranked student who was letting her stupid fairy annoy him.


    ? Classmate Maria.


    Suppose your little ice fairy doesn''t stop throwing ice balls at me. I will find you in Avalon and you.


    ? Sir Lancelot...


    Please forgive Mimi. She just wanted to get your attention... Please don''t kill me! I promise to be of help to you!


    At the end of her message was a cute rabbit with black fur bowing down with tears in her eyes.


    For some reason, it calmed Lancelot down as he almost burst out laughing, as it reminded him of Marimo the other night in bed.


    ''This girl... She is so cold when speaking out loud, but her text is so cute and expressive.''


    "Do I smell your lust growing for the poor girl... so short, and a big wolf like you is going to gobble her up like a monster."


    ''Morgana... her tits and ass are bigger and more supple than yours...''


    "You bastard! Don''t mention that!"


    The class continued with a debate between the nobles and Evaine, speaking about what good the resources brought the empire, why everyone should aim to contribute and that everyone would receive rewards in return.


    Lancelot was no longer hit with ice balls, but...


    ? Handsome human, how about you let this fairy queen teach you a thing or two about how amazing we are?


    Fufu~ (Smug Ice Queen Emoji)


    P.S. My virgin owner likes you, but she gets all shy and frozen when looking at you.


    Yes... the Ice Fairy Queen was trying to pick him up and asked him for a date.


    When he looked back, the ice face of Maria looked oblivious while the cute fairy was indeed beautiful, but her size...


    ''Don''t blow me kisses! Damn, witch!''


    Because Lancelot was a little cranky with both this fairy and Morgana teasing him, he was a little on edge, so with narrow eyes, he scowled at Maria, making her look strange as her cheeks became slightly pink.


    "..."


    "Lancelot Guinevere and Evaine are watching you."


    "!!!"


    He turned around to find both women looking at him with a strange pout, their eyes travelling towards Maria, who was barely as tall as his chest, but her breasts, thighs, and rump were god-tier.


    ''Let''s just get out of here. I am a bit sick of class already...''


    ''Who even enjoys studying this crap.''


    "You did! In the last life, you were such a nerd in class, taking notes and even speaking in that silly debate in the lower class about resources being important."


    Ignoring Morgana''s banter, Lancelot stood up while doing an epic action of leaving with style since all eyes were already on him.


    Instead of walking calmly like Guinevere had done countless times during break time, he slowly stepped towards Maria''s seat while everyone watched him with wide eyes, especially the fairy Mimi, who had taken refuge in Maria''s collar shirt, hiding her innocent face away.


    He bent forward to give the shy Maria, whose expressionless face held shock deep within those blue eyes, Lancelot whispered to her in the ears in a husky voice, wanting to get revenge on the master for her fairy''s little games.


    "Want to grab lunch with me?"


    He noticed her shake a little from his warm breath, touching those pretty soft white cheeks, which had a dash of red underneath the paleness of those smooth skin tones.


    "Fufu~ someone wants to die," Morgana teased him.


    ''Well, they want to be jealous; let me give them a reason to be. I cannot be a man only for them.''


    As Lancelot had planned, he turned around to smirk at the shocked faces of both Evaine and Guinevere as he arrogantly grinned, showing confidence and cockiness, as if he thought of Maria better than the princess and teacher.


    ''I might seem like a playboy right now...''


    "I don''t think you have any moral grounds to stand on after fucking your teacher and another man''s fiance."


    After Lancelot walked past them, he winked at Guinevere to calm her nerves and stroked Evaine''s smooth porcelain cheek to tease the professor before exiting class.


    Maria didn''t speak; her face was ice cold as she followed with little steps as if to stop her obscene body from attracting more attention.


    Of course, Lancelot had also invited Edward and Laura to dinner; he wasn''t a complete manslut; but he needed to know who was close to his territory as he spent most of last night trying to map the human lands out in his mind.


    While Maria showed little signs of emotions, Lancelot began to understand her a lot better as her messages revealed what she was feeling on the inside; not only that, but her fairy seemed to be like an expressive version of her feelings.


    She was someone shy and froze like ice every time she had trouble speaking or was uncomfortable.


    Even so, Maria wasn''t like many girls whom Lancelot met in his first life, where she acted arrogant or clingy.


    The reason... she was far too intelligent, knowledgeable, and powerful to act or trust men easily.


    Many of her previous interactions were her treating people kindly as she was cautious about potential foes using her or bringing dishonour onto herself and her family.


    ''Yes... I have memories of her, but she was always alone.''


    ***


    In the cafeteria, it was quite high quality as Edward rushed to secure a seat, and Laura took Maria to get the meals, leaving Lancelot alone, confused.


    "Huh? Why do they treat me so well."


    He remembered the past nostalgic battles to get the best food... now he just casually walked to the second floor and sat in the first year''s Elite section without problems.


    ''I wonder if the second years will cause problems...''


    Lancelot sat beside Edward as he filled the table with utensils and four cups of hot coffee and tea; suddenly, the door opened, and everyone in the cafeteria and elite area started making a fuss about something.


    ''What is it?''


    "A woman... A strange... woman."


    Morgana''s words were cryptic as he turned to face the woman and felt a sense of brief confusion as if he were looking at Morgana with the opposite style.


    She was beautiful walking through the elite doors, wearing the black and red third-year elite uniform, her eyes seeming to scan the entire room for someone with her sharp, fox-like eyes shimmering with a golden sheen like a predator on the hunt.


    Her height was five foot, nine inches, with long, messy hair and a demonic smile upon her red lips.


    ''I should know her... but I don''t...''


    "Really!? A woman hunter like you cannot remember her?"


    In the distance, men and women began to rumour about her, and he heard the name, and suddenly it clicked: who this woman was and why she might be here.


    "Marianne Le Fay... The half-sister of Arthur Pendragon."


    "The strongest female Lord in the current era."


    "A tragic woman, with beauty, fame but no luck or fate..."


    "Arthur favoured Guinevere more despite his disgusting lust for Marianne, who for some reason followed him through countless bloody battles!"


    "Oh... isn''t she the one that dies soon? Because of her brother and father''s greed?"


    Morgana said as if she realised who the woman was.


    ''So she knows but chooses not to say anything...''


    "Shut up."


    The reason Lancelot said this was that Marianne quickly scanned every face in the cafeteria, and when she saw him... she instantly smiled darkly as if she found what she was looking for and headed towards Lancelot, making many cry out.


    "Marianne Le Fey... I heard she never smiles, refuses to participate in Avalon and barely does classes!"


    "Lady Marianne hasn''t made friends since she first came!"


    "Doesn''t talk to anyone unless it benefits her clan!"


    "Most students fear her, hate her, and some try to gain her favour since she is rumoured to be singlehandedly carrying the Le Fay Clan!"


    ''Beautiful, young, and tragic as so many men tried to use or gain her love, even Arthur failed...''


    The pair felt a strange spark when her eyes crossed his; golden fox eyes and devilish grey and gold pupils met each other as Marianne stopped before Lancelot, acting arrogant as if everyone else in the cafeteria didn''t exist.


    ''Morgana is technically me right now... So I can fight. What game is Marianne playing by approaching me...''


    Morgana chuckled in amusement as Marianne bent her perfect figure forward; her shapely mounds swayed like a greeting.


    She bowed to Lancelot, causing great excitement as they pressed together tightly. A small smile lit up her captivating yet feminine face, her scarlet red lips tempting Lancelot and others as she introduced herself softly, unlike her fierce fox eyes.


    "Greetings, Lancelot du Lac, son of the former duke family."


    Before she finished her words, Marianne closed her pretty golden-coloured eyes and stopped her bow, leaving everyone shocked, especially Lancelot.


    "Are they going to duel!"


    "Someone might die if those two clash!"


    "Will a Le Fey destroy Lancelot!?"


    Everyone became silent as Marianne paused mid-bow, bending forward so beautifully with her round mountains welcoming, waiting patiently.


    All Lancelot could do was sigh in annoyance, stand up while ignoring Edward''s mutters and Laura''s surprised face that she rarely showed, lean forward with similar elegance, and greet her in a husky tone.


    "Greetings, it is my pleasure to meet the beautiful Lady Marianne Le Fey, daughter of the former Marquess family and Pendragon dukedom."


    Her fox-like eyes narrowed, obviously; she sensed the sarcasm towards her former marquess and the pendragon comment, causing her to bite her teeth together and hide it from everyone else.


    Neither side bowed or greeted each other with respect as Lancelot straightened his handsome back and seated himself, facing Edward and Laura while drinking a cup of tea as Marianne seemed to be finished, too.


    However, Lancelot knew this was the calm before the storm.

 Chapter 127 - 14: The Deadly Duel Offer

    To others, it might seem that Marianne and Lancelot didn''t speak much, but in that short exchange, both of them experienced the frustration of an opponent they couldn''t defeat easily.


    Unlike Arthur, who was mostly strong due to his Excalibur.


    Marianne Le Fay was an honest-to-good genius when it came to swordsmanship and close combat.


    ''Damn, that woman was scary...'' He thought while holding Morgana''s hand to restore the loose ether in his body from the high-speed thought and magic operation to counter her simple greeting.


    [Wow... That woman tried to kill you over fifteen times in a few minutes.]


    ''That''s how she is!''


    Lancelot felt a strange feeling that she should support him and be an ally because he defeated Arthur. He was sure in his last life she was killed by her half-brother and father...


    Something didn''t add up, or maybe it wasn''t the right time yet.


    Edward was the first to speak while Maria and Laura were very quiet and noticed something wasn''t right, but they couldn''t analyse it fully, while the ice fairy began to eat the custard that Maria was trying to save for later.


    "Brother... That woman, she isn''t easy."


    "Of the seven hundred nobles that have tried to court her, half were left eunuchs, and the others were crippled or left near death... I hope you don''t have the idea to put your hand out."


    ''Is this guy insane!? That woman came here just to challenge me to a private duel to the death! How would put my hand out!''


    [Well... if you made her your sex slave when beating her?]


    ''Morganna... I wouldn''t do that...''


    [You might ask her for one fuck, though, right? If you won.]


    ''...''


    [One night with an incubus changes a woman, just like a succubus makes a human woman feel like the man is tossing a sausage down a hallway...]


    "Will you fight?" Maria spoke with her slow, icy voice. It wasn''t that she was mean, but her nerves and thoughts caused her to tighten too much and reply slower than when using messages.


    "Are you worried about me?"


    Lancelot was still in an overactive state due to the several mental battles of forcing his phantasmal swords to counter her simple ether usage.


    He had several small cuts and wounds under his clothes, while she was the same, with her bra destroyed and her breasts completely marked.


    It wasn''t because he was perverted, but her other areas were heavily guarded.


    To Marianne, they were just lumps of fat that caused her disgusting brother and father to ogle her, which was completely unwanted attention for her.


    She wore ether barriers specifically designed to block large force penetration aimed at her body, but it was weak near her breast areas.


    Thus, Lancelot ended up harming her there because it allowed his swords to push aside the armour with greater precision.


    Shaking his head, not wanting to think about the duel, he looked at the strange rank-ten girl and watched her face change as he leaned forward.


    "Are you?"


    The next moment, her fairy kicked his face, with a soft foot with a completely flushed face, causing the table to laugh as he realised this "Ice Cold" woman might not be so ice cold in the first place... as she began to type rapidly on her phone.


    When Lancelot read her message, he almost broke into a loud chuckle at her red face of Maria and looked shy at her aggressive message.


    ? Who is worried... you are just our rank one; if you lose so easily, maybe it will affect all of us!


    Hmph.... (Pout emoji) (Angry Emoji) Idiot!


    Mimi is just scared you will get hurt!


    Maria''s message seemed like an angry lover; perhaps Lancelot went a bit too far... but it made his heart thump a little at how adorable she was right now, seeing her pout, especially after witnessing her emotionless expression since class.


    [Careful...]


    ''About?''


    [Breaking another girl''s crotch]


    ''...''


    ''You mean heart, right... Right?]


    Seeing her red cheeks and her sending Lancelot a cute emoji, causing the atmosphere at the table to improve, he patted Maria on the head gently, noticing her freezing eyes melting ever so slightly.


    Edward seemed relieved as Maria was known throughout the academy for her cruel behaviour and actions towards men.


    But he had known her for many years, and she used to be a kind girl, but the family when her father died and caused problems for succession and all of them rushing to marry her to their distant relatives seemed to cause trauma to her heart.


    "Shall we eat and forget that woman?" Lancelot suggested while putting his custard to the side, giving it to Maria, whose eyes began to sparkle.


    ''So she loves custard and sweet pudding.''


    ''Wait... Can fairies eat human foods... She just ate custard a minute ago?''


    [Taming a short stack with huge tits, huh... do you have a secret fetish? Is this bug, buxom mommy not enough anymore?]


    ''Come to my room tonight, and you''ll see if you are.''


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    ''Then let me cum all night long.''


    [!?!? Where is my innocent and sweet Lancelot!]


    ''He died after enjoying the pleasures of sex and battle.''


    With Maria calming down a little, Lancelot relaxed alongside Edward and Laura and began eating while chatting about the school and enjoying lunch as Marianne disappeared and acted as if Lancelot and she didn''t have that brief battle a minute ago.


    "Oh yeah, Edward... Have you finished looking for your partner for the first competition?"


    Lancelot said casually while sipping a delicious honey cake dessert that Laura prepared from ingredients and asked everyone to taste it.


    Likely for Lancelot as he gave him to Maria, who still took the honey cake dessert.


    Edward had a face of annoyance as he nodded and responded, clearly displeased about whom he found and then spoke loudly.


    "My partner is, well, the guy dropped out; now he''s paired with one of Arthurs''s goons..."


    "Hmmm... well..."


    "Wanna be mine?"


    Lancelot asked without any serious thought. Normal people would look up to their partners and take weeks or months to learn about them; it was a very important tournament for those like Lancelot, who had no noble backing.


    The winners would be crowned as barons.


    It was good for Edward as he was only an heir of many sons, so it gave him a chance to make a name for himself and push his marriage with Laura forward more easily.


    Edward looked nervous, but Lancelot just smiled, "Honestly, if it were mixed sex, I would have asked Maria, Sumika or Guinevere."


    "Since it''s Males and Females separate until we fight in the eliminations, I want to partner with you."


    Maria stopped eating the honey cake as a slight pink showed on her cheeks. Not even realising he said her name before Sumika and Guinevere on purpose for this effect. The playboy nature of the Incubus sank into his very soul.


    Laura tilted her neck curiously, and Edward clenched his fist... finally nodding his head happily and thanking Lancelot in his way, which was not weird or odd; it suited Edward and made Lancelot enjoy having him as a friend.


    "Let''s set up a week to train together then; by the way, do you guys know where in Avalon you are?" Lancelot smoothly asked, wanting to get some information, but sadly, the lunch bell sounded...


    "Well... let''s speak about it later. I am in a weird place, and there are strange things that I''ll speak about later."


    Edward rushed off to class since they needed to attend different elective classes while Lancelot felt that Maria grabbed his arm for a moment, her face seeming shocked at her action too, before the fairy queen suddenly flew out of her body, and the green eyes returned to their normal colour as she looked at Lancelot.


    "Ah... uhm....!"


    "Messages.... not annoying?" Maria said quietly as Mimi returned to her body; Lancelot laughed as he enjoyed the cool grip, telling Maria that messages weren''t annoying at all...


    His shoulder seemed lighter, and Lancelot finally met a new companion; slowly, his life was changing, with the feeling of dealing with his life as a human, a demon and a lord.


    Maybe it might be stupid or seem like too much work to some, but for Lancelot, as he looked at the beautiful ice maiden who was tapping her phone rapidly...


    ''This life, I feel so fulfilled...''


    [Did you forget that woman asked to meet in the library privately later?]


    ? Can I ask questions from time to time... I don''t want to be too annoying!


    (Cute penguin Emoji) I will repay you! With sweets... or snacks!


    ? Sure Maria. Talk later, study and eat custard properly. Don''t feed it all to Mimi, okay?


    (Big Smile emoji)(Sweating penguin Emoji) Hahaha, you look cute when eating cake.


    (Mariadrooling.jpg)


    The moment she saw the image, her mouth opened wide; standing on her tiptoes as she looked bright red with ice dancing around her body, she rushed away with a strange squeal.


    Lancelot just stared quietly as Laura shook her head as Edward and Maria left while realising that, maybe, he should be more careful... as there were things that might need to be avoided.


    [Don''t worry, that strange girl was probably really happy...]


    ''Maria is cute, though; she doesn''t show her personality often.''


    "Just like Morgana." Lancelot suddenly commented aloud while heading back to class with Laura following him with little sounds of her feet echoing behind his.


    "Don''t worry, and I will do everything it takes to keep Edward safe and to become a baron."


    "!!!"


    Her steps stopped while Lancelot continued into the classroom, well aware that Laura was worried about her lover but couldn''t say it while he was there.

 Chapter 128 - 15: Battle Against Rank One

    The classes and conversations that Lancelot had were completely blurry to him, spending most of his time absorbed inside his mind, making imaginary fights against Marianne, trying to guess her skills from what his divine eye showed him.


    Yet he struggled to fight for a clear victory.


    Rank one, undisputed queen.


    Mistress of Blades.


    [Seems like the perfect wife for you, not going to lie.]


    [Sword Nerds]


    Lancelot didn''t answer straight away because he took the keycard from his pocket and felt a sense of inferiority for the first time in a while.


    Maybe before you changed me, I might have sought her partnership to find a new way.


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    However, Morgana... I am too different now.


    [How?]


    I have fallen too deeply in love with you to see a life without you as my number one.


    Morgana didn''t reply straight away, causing him to smile and step forward with a sense of awe.


    Now, he stood holding the keycard to a private apartment in the upscale nobles'' district. His eyes looked at the huge building and realised Marianne owned the entire thing.


    Maybe I should bring some of the money from Avalon and invest in getting a cool building or somewhere for me and the girls to live, so we never have to be apart...


    That is a good idea.


    [Do you mean that?]


    The loud echo of the thick glass doors opening sounded, with the hydraulics and crack of the latch allowing him entry stopped his reply as he stepped forward, observing the entrance it was high class...


    A golden colour with cream wallpaper depicting various beautiful trees, while the floor was warm, heated and soft to walk along.


    Ah, you are more important to me now than even Camelot.


    [...]


    It was quite strange for Morgana to be this weird, and because she was wrapped around his body without speaking, it was a little eerie...


    "I want to get married." her words caused his eyes to widen as someone came from the lift wearing armour formed like a maid outfit.


    The maid bowed to him, the sound of her leather crinkling along with the soft sound of her skirt sliding over her black stockings made from fine chainmail.


    "Lord Du Lac? Please come this way; the lady is waiting."


    "Understood, please lead the way."


    Lancelot didn''t want to have any useless trouble and instead followed the maid, her back turning to him to show her soft thighs bulging from the chainmail, even more than his rabbit maids back in Camelot.


    This gave him an idea that would begin a revolution in his citadel.


    If the Rabbit maids wear such lewd maid uniforms, will Morgana help me create metal chainmail stockings?


    Because Lancelot smiled secretly while keeping a stern face to follow the maid into the lift, he didn''t notice Morgana''s excited grin wrapped around his body, clapping her hands together and wondering whether she should copy this woman''s outfit for tonight''s fun.


    On the fifteenth floor of the tall apartment, they exited with Marianne waiting for Lancelot with no weapons by her waist.


    Instead, she wore a low-cut dress with a shoulderless style in wine-red silk, highlighting her seductive form and showing Lancelot her stunning beauty without shame.


    Narrow, upturned fox eyes emphasised her mischievous temperament, while her scars caused him to frown while walking across the hallway carpet and greet her calmly.


    "Lady Marianne Le Fay welcomes you, sir Lancelot Du Lac." Marianne curtsied while pushing her voluptuous bosom toward Lancelot, who tried not to gulp while salivating inwardly over her outstanding shapes of snow-white perfection as they slowly bounced and swayed.


    This woman is a dangerous fox!


    Damn, Morgana better not transform into a seductive vixen, or I will surely break!


    "The pleasure is all my Lady Marianne."


    Lancelot slowly extended his right hand, shaking Marianne''s gentle hand as he kneeled and kissed the back, as was normal etiquette when meeting a noble lady; her mouth opened as if shocked before returning to the normal smile.


    But Morgana noticed her figure floating around the apartment with a devilish grin.


    "Please, Lancelot. Since you beat me today in greeting, follow me to discuss the true topic; I am sure you already guessed?" Marianne stood up, hiding the surprise on her elegant face as she turned around elegantly, exposing her smooth arse in Lancelot''s vision as if she was trying to seduce him, but he felt something was wrong.


    Why would the daughter of Uther and sister of Arthur be so openly seducing him to show her bare buttocks...


    I cannot understand! But I enjoy the sight!


    Morgana... I swear this fox is trying to tempt me!


    [She isn''t.]


    [There is more to her than we realise!]


    Together, the pair walked forward; Lancelot realised he had come without any weapons and didn''t feel it was prudent to fight her with the dragon-slaying sword.


    He wanted to fight her with his best speed, style and beauty.


    Marianne guided them to a huge back room, or maybe you couldn''t even call it that, as the roof was clear, letting the sunlight through while countless wooden swords and other weapons surrounded a huge wooden arena.


    Then a garden surrounded the arena with special trees from countless lands, the eastern sakura, the empire''s willow... so beautiful.


    "I will fight you with everything I have, Lancelot. No games, no tricks. With my beloved body and sword, I will crush you and make you my most trusted servant and toy."


    Instantly, her temperament changed as Marianne started releasing an intense bloodlust aura that froze Lancelot deep in his soul, revealing to him this woman had mastered all forms of close combat and sword fighting...


    Such killing intent, she will rip your limbs off easily with nothing but her flesh!


    Marianna slipped off her dress to reveal a tight sports bra and shorts made of a thin, stretchy black material that didn''t hide anything, as the crease and puffy mounds between her thighs were completely displayed in its beauty.


    "Please, change into these and get ready to fight me." Her soft voice echoed as the same shorts but slightly larger were tossed to him, with a small cup seeming to be used to protect the male reproductive organs... but there was a problem...


    "Lady Marianne... this is far too small, it might damage.."


    "Don''t lie!? This is the one my brother uses, and he says it has lots of room!?"


    [...]


    A cruel sister to reveal her brother''s ordinary package to his enemy...


    "So he''s a hero in everything, but that department..." Lancelot whispered before removing his clothes on the spot to show her.


    [Wow... are you sure you''re not trying it on with his sister?]


    She wants to make me her toy, so why can''t I make her the same?


    Of course, I''m not serious, but she believes I am this small!


    It''s not even big enough for Edward!


    Damn.


    Marianne observed his figure with narrowed fox eyes that grew wider in shock and a strange look she hadn''t shown before while Lancelot easily slipped the small underwear on, shocking the half-demoness fox girl beyond belief, her lips almost saying, No way!!


    "It''s really hanging out... that.... ah... well... I don''t have bigger...."


    "Haha, it''s fine."


    Lancelot just grabbed the cup, tossing it randomly, but it flew towards Marianne, who slashed the thing apart with her right hand straight like a knife.


    "By the way, you said if I lost, you would make me your ally and toy... Then what about if I win?"


    He asked as he grabbed two swords, one small eastern type size smaller than a katana and closer to the wakizashi and placed it in his left hand while taking a thin longsword in his right; both were wooden, but the wood seemed to be specially imported from Avalon.


    "When you win? I become yours and service you willingly whenever and wherever... how does that sound?" Marianne snapped out of the shocking bulge issue that Lancelot exposed as if deciding something and responded while grabbing her chosen swords:


    Two western single-handed swords matched him, facing Lancelot, who shook his head a little amused before entering a defensive stance, and the game to destroy Marianne began...


    "How about the same?"


    "If I win, you become my everlasting ally, helping me whenever in need, and I shall help you, making a soul pledge never to betray me and let''s see... How about we go on three dates?"


    Before Lancelot fought Marianne seriously, he offered a condition and waited with a narrowed grey and golden eye, focusing on her graceful movements.


    "Three dates!? Eh... that''s... Such a cheeky man you are!"


    Wow, she stuttered and acted like an introverted virgin.


    [...]


    "Deal!"


    Her voice sounded before she lunged forward, her steps like a gazelle running along the savannah away from a predator, twisting her left hand and lunging with a slash using her right, the force causing a whistle of wind in Lancelot''s ears.


    This woman!


    While Marianne focused entirely on slashing Lancelot apart, he twisted his slim, powerful waist elegantly before stepping off the ground and moving like a swan, matching her beauty with his elegance.


    He moved his elbows gracefully away as her dual strike barely scratched him before spinning on one leg and quickly ducking to dodge her kick coming towards Lancelot, twisting again and rising instantly as Marianne jumped above him with an acrobatic movement, aiming both swords to pierce his shoulders.


    There...


    Like a fierce eagle, his wakizashi penetrated her stomach''s empty guard while his right arm flicked across, using the momentum to dodge her blades and hit her flank with a powerful kick, the force causing the lovely maiden to step back six times before resetting her guard.


    "..."


    "..."


    One hit each, and it took all my focus. This is amazing!


    [Ah... darling''s sword idiot switch was tripped..]

 Chapter 129 - 16: Phantasm Vs Distortion

    Marianne''s eyes seemed to change colour as their blades collided, her strikes like an engine revving up, faster, sharper. She began to collide with Lancelot as her body twisted, curled and folded, using her feminine body to the extreme.


    Deng!


    Deng!


    Clash!


    Lancelot''s blade sliced across the air as she rolled her body back, almost snapping her spine, leaning back so far before she thrust forward with a light kick to break his guard as she snapped back with a deadly combination of thrusts using her left and right to follow up.


    "Haa!"


    This is so fun!


    Her speed and power keep increasing each time we collide, while her strikes become more erratic and blurred!


    Tap! Tap! Tap!


    He found her assault difficult to evade, stepping back with light steps, using his left-handed wakizashi to deflect her blows, taking slight hits to his forearm as her attacks seemed to distort and wrap around his blade.


    Marianne stabbed once using her left while piercing upward using her right with astounding synergy between her arms, forcing Lancelot to stumble back again as he missed his chance to counter.


    Her assault seemed able to easily penetrate his defence as Marianne spun once and swung down with both swords, the air howling from the power as the blow put immense weight onto his crossed blades, creating small, hairline cracks in several bones in his body, causing Lancelot to grit his teeth.


    "Hah!"


    "Ugh...!"


    The overwhelming strength wasn''t the only thing as Marianne''s twin swords slid past his defences using strange circular swings Lancelot felt had meaning; this revealed his chest, with the woman laughing victoriously while slicing hard with both swords, causing the skin upon his pecs to bleed while he coughed with pain flying stumbling back with several steps, close to the ring''s edge.


    "Is this everything you have? Where is that beautiful, enchanting phantasmal sword you showed in the entrance exam!"


    After two years in Avalon, her abilities were immense, and her skill was something he didn''t expect. Lancelot realised that Marianne probably never stopped training in all that time, each day fighting and trying to surpass herself.


    "We said sword only... that is related to ether."


    Her skill was ridiculous and marvellous as he recalled Arthur using these styles frequently when he fought him in the past life, but they were nothing compared to this.


    "Use it! I am using ether to maintain my skills! Fight me with your strongest!"


    It was like a master and a junior as Marianne began to spin during her left downward attack, and Lancelot instinctively knew to block her swing while maintaining a guarded posture against the second stabbing motion due to her twist!


    Clash!


    The twin western singlehanded swords moved as if alive, gripping his defences while Lancelot knew she could perform multiple actions at the same time since she allowed him to use ether.


    He didn''t hold back as the comfortable feeling that he held back started to flow like a raging tsunami. The afterimage of his blades tripled as his speed, power, and strikes explosively increased with every passing strike while the two became an explosion of sharp echos.


    Slash!


    Clang!


    Deng!


    It happened at such a speed that Marianne seemed surprised. The distorted swordsmanship she spent over a decade perfecting slowly fell into a rhythm, unable to counter his beautiful purple sword.


    Like a butterfly caught in a dream, Lancelot guided her with his strikes, slowly cornering Marianne, hitting her tiny bumps of fat covered by athletic clothing with several thrusts, causing her cheeks to blush and lips to bite into a bloodthirsty smile of ecstasy at his beautiful attacks.


    "More!"


    Her voice was ecstatic as she began to glow with a dark red ether glow, her sword becoming blurry to Lancelot''s demonic eye, but his divine eye saw through her trick!


    She''s using her wrists to move the blade and create a vibrative force rapidly! Making it seem like her blades are bending and distorted!


    "Marianna, I am coming!"


    "Come, keep coming until I can no longer stand!"


    [...]


    [These two don''t realise how erotic this is, do they?]


    [Their clothes are torn, hanging off both almost naked from the waist up, panting and sweating, screaming "come" over and over... the poor maids are bright red!]


    Their fighting style was extraordinary and extreme! He found Marianne to match the title Mistress of Blades as the battle dragged on for twenty minutes nonstop, yet they didn''t stop, matching each other perfectly and pushing each other to higher levels.


    His blades no longer relied on pure ether to fight, as the purple colour faded and became a dark red mixed with black, the exact colour of his demonic flames each strike now causing Marianna to deal with three blows.


    Her eyes didn''t seem to care as he cut her chest open with small cuts, her eyes glowing with a golden light, as her blades were evolving the same.


    It was as if the two were made to fight each other, to be each other''s grindstones, like muses of the sword.


    "Ah... faster!"


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    "Hah!"


    Soon, the time counted upwards; over forty minutes elapsed, and their attacks were brutal, fast and deadly, one strike catching Marianne''s throat, causing her to choke, before lunging at his body, hitting his collarbone, the blade snapping as the bone seemed to shatter.


    "I want more!"


    "Here I come, Lancelot!"


    They alternated between the assailant and defender, the floor filled with their sweat as both held one sword, the other broken into splintered wood.


    Forty-seven draws, neither wanted to lose, seeking victory!


    Marianne''s eyes changed from that of seeing a potential enemy or ally, and her eyes were like a female seeking a partner each moment she did nothing but watch Lancelot''s figure, pushing him further and further to see his limit while Lancelot enjoyed the exhilaration Marianna gave him for many reasons as he unleashed everything.


    Crack


    Both sides'' injuries mounted up while using ether to recover from the most severe wounds, not listening to reason; however, Lancelot forgot one minor thing...


    ''Shit....!''


    Suddenly, he spotted an opening as Marianne lunged forward, his left fist smashed into her abdomen, causing blood to splash from her full lips. Marianna vomited a mouthful and staggered as his knee struck her sternum, dazing her further.


    He forgot what he was; in the midst of their battle, his demonic side began to show.


    Grabbing Marianne by her hair and slamming her to the ground, his instincts took over Lancelot, wanting to mount her and finish her before someone threw a white towel across his face, with Morgana looking at him with soft eyes.


    Ah... I almost lost control, and this woman made me so crazy with lust and desire... both as a woman and a warrior, like Rena.


    Marianne collapsed on the floor groaning as Lancelot felt his exhaustion catch up with him, falling beside the dizzy beauty; he watched with gentle gold and grey pupils at Morgana pulling something out of a brown bag and injecting Marianne and himself with a healing salve, as the maids rushed to prepare bandages and treatment.


    "It was amazing... Marianne."


    "Y-You too... Lancelot..."


    They looked at each other differently, as if through their swords; each other''s personality was completely portrayed, even his bottomless lust at the end, as a red hue painted the vixen''s cheeks as she was tended to by her maids.


    "Stay for dinner; I want to talk more with you about swords... and us."


    "I..."


    The moment he seemed to be rejecting her, she suddenly stumbled forward, her large, soft breasts pressing against his chest as if she cared nought, looking into his eyes with hers gleaming brightly.


    "I will help you restore the du Lac family to their rightful place."


    Her words didn''t mean anything to him at first, but when he realised what they meant, Lancelot''s chest stirred, although he could become a noble in his own right...


    A longing always existed in his heart, the name and image of that kind woman who cradled him.


    "Do you swear on that promise?"


    His hand lifted her chin, causing the maids and Morgana to look awkward as the two practically held each other, seeming to be about to kiss.


    "If you stay..."


    "If I stay? Thank you, Marianna... You will never regret supporting my family."


    She placed both palms against his chest before letting out a sigh of hot air. The scent was sweet with a hint of spearmint, "I do not support your family, but you alone... fool."


    He was her only ticket to save her mother and restore their lives to normal. Thus, Marianne slowly pressed her lips against Lancelot, leaving Morgana, Lancelot himself and the maids shocked before he began kissing her hungrily.


    "... Stay... please..." She spoke between hungry kisses as Marianna was greedy for more.


    He tried to push her away, but her grip was like a snake that captured her pray, wrapping around Lancelot, completely dominating Marianna leaned towards his earlobe, gently licking with her red tongue, sending electrifying pulses travelling through his spine directly affecting his nether region...


    "Stay! Fufu."


    Marianne pulled away, sucking the last of his taste and saliva into her mouth as she skipped away, letting the maids put a robe on her body, smiling brightly as Lancelot felt this woman was even scarier than Rena or Morgana!


    I feel like this was her plan from the start...

 Chapter 130 - 17: A Possible Alliance

    After teasing Lancelot, Marianne left with her robe, seeming to give the maids in order to help him change into something more fitting, as they brought a black and silver suit made of fine spider silk and monster leather.


    "Lord Lancelot, our mistress has requested that we help you change into a new set of clothes."


    A polite maid who seemed to be around thirty years old, but those who served lords or were troops themselves became hard to tell as her voice was filled with elegance, maturity and wisdom as she professionally helped strip him completely.


    [Wow... the future king of all demons, undressed and clothed by human maids...]


    Quiet...


    They are really good at their jobs.


    He didn''t feel embarrassed but could swear the mature maid cupped his balls and seemed to measure his phallus while helping him change, but because her face didn''t show any sign of embarrassment or lust, he didn''t mention it.


    "You really like mature women, huh? My cute little husband, do you want me to be mature and sexy?"


    Nothing wrong with sexy women in their prime, more skilled and knowing what they desire. If you want to be mature and sexy, my bed is always open.


    "My dear king, you know I would be the first in your bed if only you wouldn''t be sucked dry in minutes."


    We won''t know without trying; don''t underestimate me.


    "Fufu... I''ll be sure to remember these words when you''re beneath my hips, gasping for mercy."


    Tsk... Perverted mare, I will spank that fat ass of yours!


    "Please~ Master, Morgana has been a bad, bad girl."


    Unknown to the maids who were helping him cleanse his body using magic before finishing his suit and fastening his silver waistcoat with a red flower in the chest pocket.


    Currently, Morgana was dancing with her back turned to him, and her buttocks pushed out as she lowered her thong to tease him, her tail dancing in the air, writing, "Cum taste my juicy ass." leaving a pink trail of light.


    ...


    Lancelot could only grimace as his crotch reacted, causing the poor younger maid to let out a yelp with her cheeks flushed red seeing the huge bulge appearing only a few centimetres from her face as her brown eyes looked up at him with an innocent look, like a deer facing a lion with her chestnut hair swaying over her shoulder.


    "Forgive me, you are all too beautiful." Lancelot lied with a bitter smile, not wanting to make the poor girl feel awkward, but hearing his words, she just swallowed before nodding and tending to his suit with her needle, adjusting the crotch and pockets to give more room with her trembling hands and bright red face.


    "My darling is always flirting and seducing other women, young maidens or seasoned milfs... Lancelot of Camelot has no unwanted women." S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Shush, I don''t want anyone younger than nineteen!


    "Fufu, such a cute man. I really love you. Why do you make my womb and heart so warm and tingly?"


    ... Fuck!


    Lancelot felt he had lost for some reason as he bit his teeth inwardly.


    In reality, he felt that Morgana was helping him calm down, able to separate himself from the intense feeling after duelling Marianne with her actions. He was now less likely to fall for any tricks and could think clearly.


    He didn''t come here to sleep with Marianne or lust for her; Lancelot wanted to make a secret alliance to help each other in the future.


    Thanks, Morgana, your lovely, plump ass helped me wake up.


    "Ahaha, then reward me with your tongue later?"


    Sure, anything you want.


    ***


    "Lord Lancelot, allow me to guide you to the dining room where the lady awaits."


    Once again, the mature maid with mouse blonde hair and thin glasses hiding her lovely hazel eyes spoke before slowly guiding him along the hallway''s smooth oak wood flooring to a door with engravings depicting horses, lances and beautiful ladies dressed in chainmail battlesuits similar to Lancelot currently wearing with several rings floating in the sky, showing different sceneries of lands that fascinated him.


    "May I ask your name?"


    The maid looked back, her lips moving for the first time, showing a kind smile, as her soothing voice followed, "Hildegard."


    However, despite the gentle voice that felt as if her words were softly stroking his ears and caressing his face, Lancelot himself felt a sense of terror. This woman was one of Marianne''s strongest troops and her commander!


    He couldn''t believe she served as a simple maid and was so humble when treating him like a dear guest.


    How...


    "Oh My?" Her voice was a little dissonant to his reaction, tilting her head.


    "Do you, perchance, know my name?"


    It was strange because Marianne had yet to reveal the strength of her army; not Arthur nor even her father knew of the troops she had after Marianne had a dummy commander and troop to trick them whenever they tried to pry.


    The appearance of Hildegard and Brunhilde only happened after she tried to usurp the Duke title from her father.


    Lancelot didn''t care to hide what he knew, instead stopping and giving a polite and elegant bow towards her, "It is with great honour that I meet one of the twin battle maidens who serve Lady Marianne."


    "Oh ho ho, I don''t know what you mean, young lord. Are you mistaken?"


    "Worry not. I am no threat, nor do I have no reason to become your master''s enemy, especially one that is like a daughter to you."


    Hildegard didn''t reply straight away as they slowly started to walk once more, but her eyes became a touch sharper.


    "Do you imply our true identity, young lord? Or may I simply ask... how you know of Brunhilde and myself?"


    "Young maiden Hildegard, It would be an insult to say I am ignorant, and I''m also afraid I cannot share how I came across such information; however, I am aware of your prowess in battle."


    As if finally guessing something, Hildegard nodded her head before pointing at another room door to enter and disappearing without a word. Lancelot knocked twice and entered a tall room decorated much fancier than the arena room. The seats were ornate red leather, while the table was ancient and seemingly expensive to repair, with strange runic inscriptions written across its surface in silver ink.


    Lancelot approached the centre of the long rectangular table''s headrest; Marianna sat opposite of him as her fox-like eyes glittered mysteriously in the candlelight.


    On the table rested the finest food he ever witnessed outside Avalon or Morgana''s cooking.


    Steamed lobster coated in garlic butter drizzled over greens sauteed in olive oil, medium-cooked rib-eye steak coated in sea salt while surrounded by roasted vegetables presented in art on a black ceramic dish coated in a yellow butter sauce made Lancelot swallowed nervously while smelling the rich scent of the aroma coating his nostrils.


    Fresh sourdough bread baked and cut neatly was paired well with olive oils for dipping with soft chocolate cheesecake at the centre with fresh fruits of various types decorating the background with a wine glass goblet near Marianne.


    Finally, there were various wines, liquors, and alcohols Lancelot had never encountered before.


    Yet, before tasting this gourmet meal fit for kings...


    "Oh, isn''t that the same maid as before? How did her breasts shrink, but her ass became more rounded and erotic?"


    Morgana''s words awoke Lancelot from his idle worship of the amazing meal before a maid ushered him into a seat facing Marianne.


    His eyes observed the mature maid with light brown hair tied in long drills, a half-braid and dark blue eyes like sapphires shining in the dark.


    "Brunhilde, I presume?"


    His question caused the maid named Brunhilde to pause momentarily.


    Marianna, enjoying her goblet of wine, laughed a little before putting her chalice down.


    "Oh my, how did such a young and handsome man with no background discover my biggest secret? It''s rather intriguing."


    Marianne''s words were filled with both aggression, curiosity and a slight touch of playfulness as she leaned back, her off-shoulder dress slipped down, revealing her alluring curves wrapped in that exquisite white lace bodice corset highlighting Marianne''s stunning form like an hourglass.


    "..." Lancelot kept quiet about how he discovered her hidden commanders but instead decided to answer cryptically because her sacred guard, the Einherjar, currently protected the entire room each maid, even the cute girl with brown eyes that blushed at his crotch was a highly trained battle maiden and likely equal to Marimo or Ikumi in strength.


    Yet Marianne kept that secret hidden because Arthur searched high and low to make sure she could never stand against them, using both her mother''s weak heart and other tricks to keep her shackled down until her mother finally gave her daughter the freedom to avoid her falling to the clutches of Uther and Arthur who killed the Emperor and no longer needed to keep pretences.


    Her commanders being strong maidens was unknown.


    However, Lancelot guessed it would bring unwanted trouble as Marianne likely sent the Einherjar somewhere to gain more power for the final part of her mother''s recovery procedure from Uther''s cruel methods of punishment.


    But after her defeat at Arthur''s hands, she lost everything piece by piece.


    "I would prefer not to tell you how I know."


    "However, the Einherjar being your most powerful secret and trump card to save your mother, I must give an equally valuable secret of my own before you can relax, right?"


    "Are you willing to listen to me speak without interruption and remain calm if my secret is also important, Marianna Le Fay?"


    "... Is your knowledge about my Einherjar so significant you dare test me like this?"


    "Hmmmm, I know of all the maids I''ve seen today. All of them are members of your secret force, and you are currently having most of them hold a dummy territory in the demon kingdoms to avoid being found by Arthur."


    "..." Marianna narrowed her narrow vulpine eyes before giving a glance at Brunhilde, who disappeared in a flash the next moment her spear lunged towards Lancelot, but his face was undisturbed, as a beautiful demoness manifested, her black scaled gloves grasping the silver spear and held it in place with a peaceful smile on her face.


    Morgana''s voluptuous body, her lewd attire showcasing the valley between her round milk udders that far outmatched Marianne''s, caused the commander Brunhilde to backstep instantly.


    "Haa, haa..." Morgana floated onto Lancelot''s lap before sitting casually while crossing her legs as if watching the entertainment unfold. Marianne glared daggers toward Morgana, who licked Lancelot''s cheek, moaning a little erotically.


    "By the way, Marianna, I need you to feed me; that way, my Lancelot knows I am happy following his command, unlike this unruly slut commanding her subordinates to attack my future king."


    "Don''t cause trouble, Morgana."


    "Mmhm~ then serve me lots later, darling."


    Lancelot didn''t fear the attack from the start; even without Morgana showing off to earn a reward, he was confident in stopping the attack alone.


    "Allow me to introduce my commander and wife. Morgana, Queen of the succubi and daughter of the missing king of Avalon."


    "Is this enough of a secret for you to lower your aggression, little Valkyrie?"


    Marianne looked at him as if analysing the situation before she sipped her dark wine, the thick ichor staining her lips as she seductively licked them clean.


    "Then, knowing everything and my enemy. What is your request?"


    Lancelot shrugged his shoulders, taking a goblet of the same ichor, smelling the scent, enjoying the warm tones of dark berries and caramel mixed with a smokey tobacco flavour.


    "I want an alliance with you."

 Chapter 131 - 18: Show Me Your Worth

    "Win the first competition of the year, and I will support and ally with you unconditionally."


    The final words of Marianne sounded in Lancelot''s mind several times before he found himself walking along the rich streets of the noble district, having rejected her offer to give him a ride home.


    Morgana was now back in her spirit form, clinging to him and making teasing remarks.


    "Why did you leave? She even offered you the chance to stay over." Her fingertip stroked along his chin while pressing her cheeks against him, kissing them several times as she enjoyed his reactions to her.


    "Because the eyes of Brunhilde and Hildegard were no joke!"


    "Hmmm... yet you wanted to bed her, right?"


    "Not as much as I wanted to bed you."


    The two continued to bicker and flirt along the path home slowly, passing other noble kids studying late and maids rushing home with supplies to make delicious snacks for morning breakfasts.


    Some groups stopped chatting amongst themselves, gazing curiously at Lancelot and his clothing, wondering who he was before deciding he was likely the son of another house''s noble, while girls discussed how attractive he was, mostly influenced by Morgana whispering things in his mind as the playful Queen teased him.


    It was then that Lancelot met a familiar face, but he couldn''t quite remember as she seemed to struggle to carry several barrels along the cobbled road, her arms bulging with modest but tight muscles while her pretty ginger hair was tied in a bun with two long bangs covering her cheeks and forehead.


    "Want some help?" Lancelot stepped forward without even thinking; Morgana glanced quietly, leaning her breasts against his back, rubbing gently before whispering a sentence that caused Lancelot to swallow...


    "So kind, my master! Maybe she will give you a nice blow in the back of her shack!?"


    Her body shuddered, almost dropping the stacked barrels; as Lancelot stepped forward and grabbed three of them, feeling their weight, he felt even more impressed with this girl in the dark, cold evening carrying such heavy items alone.


    He felt a bit regretful, what if this was her way of strength training and was about to apologise when she looked at him with an angry face at first, but the moment she saw his face it changed, as he also remembered the girl.


    "Oh, it''s the pretty barmaid!"


    "The handsome Lord with a funny friend!"


    Morgana didn''t know this woman and felt a little shocked, wondering when he met such a cute and pretty girl when she was away.


    "Was your name Lancelot, a first-year at the academy? The girl was the barmaid he noticed was training to become a lord and gave extra money to, but seeing her strength, he wondered if she was just a training lord.


    "Ah, it''s nice to see you again. I don''t think I caught your name."


    "It''s Miri! Ah, sorry, My lord can just call me maid Rita!" Her friendly laugh reminded Lancelot of Marianna but was less dangerous and more cheerful and energetic.


    "Would Miri like me to carry these barrels wherever you need?" S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Eh!? My lord does not need to! I wouldn''t dare cause you problems..."


    Despite that, the two were already walking side by side and in perfect sync; whether it was Lancelot slowing his speed, holding more than half of the barrels or Miri who increased her pace to avoid him growing tired, it was unclear, but the pair didn''t seem to have any intention of splitting apart.


    Morgana didn''t miss this, whose figure clung tightly while nuzzling Lancelot; Miri glanced many times but only wondered why Lancelot sometimes leaned forward or nearly fell despite his grasp and gait being so solid and steady.


    "Why does the cute barmaid treat you so intimately... Hmmph..."


    Morgana felt sulky and jealous seeing Lancelot caring for another woman she didn''t know, so she got annoyed. But Morgana enjoyed watching Lancelot interact with Miri as the pair happily moved to a small pub with a homely feeling; the location was close to the academy, just behind a tall tower, a cathedral that prays to the God of light.


    "I... I can take it from here; my dad is pretty strict." Miri noticed her parents in the window, speaking and joking with the regulars before noticing her standing beside Lancelot and bringing barrels toward them.


    Suddenly, she quickly dropped her three and snatched away the remaining four, rushing ahead inside to prevent her father from cursing Miri harshly again because he thought men wanted to steal her away because of her extremely attractive appearance.


    Lancelot tilted his head before entering slowly as Morgana said nothing and watched Lancelot get hit in the head with a spatula.


    "Pervert! Don''t cause trouble to my sweet angel Miri! Such a handsome, flirty lad is coming to harass our precious Miri away. Get the hell out!"


    Before Lancelot could respond, the rugged old man with the Celtican accent was sent flying by a woman punch; her face closely resembled Miri''s, with fair skin, a few lovely freckles and ginger hair, and her muscular arms revealing where the heritage came from.


    "Oh, sorry, husband, the young lad was just helpin'' or sweet Miri, and she is troubled by your meathead. How will she ever get a husband with your overprotective antics?"


    This might have been a nice sermon if she wasn''t beating him repeatedly with each word, causing the old man to let out sounds as if a man drowning in the ocean.


    "What a strange family..." Morgana mused before a soft hand gently pulled Lancelot into the bar and through to the back room. Miri was now wearing her barmaid outfit and tied her hair in a braided ponytail.


    "Haa... I''m sorry, my da'' is just super protective. Please do not be too angry."


    Lancelot didn''t mind but enjoyed the slight Celtican accent that began to show through her voice, but he thought it was cute, smiling politely as Morgana acted strange.


    "Why are you ignoring me? Do you enjoy the busty ginger better than your super sexy and sensual succubus wife? Uuuu..."


    Calm down, Morgana.


    At the same time, Miri served two cups filled with coffee, ushering him to sit down, "I don''t have much; this is my thanks for the help. Honestly, my arms were tried." She sat opposite before tapping the chair beside him.


    "This hussy is lying! Lancelot, beat her!" Morgana''s jealousy was strange; somehow, it made Lancelot curious why.


    Why are you so unsettled, darling? You are my wife, and it''s not like I''m bending her over the table and fucking her plump ass from behind.


    Besides, shouldn''t you help calm my lust?


    "... Ahem..." Miri smiled brightly as Lancelot tasted the coffee; she didn''t notice that he was currently being grilled by a jealous succubus who had lived millennia.


    "How is the academy? Are you doing well?" Miri asked; her blue eyes were like ocean gems, sparkling under the open sea.


    "It''s pretty fun."


    "I bet you are popular with the ladies, so handsome and powerful with the sword."


    Her words made him feel good, but did he ever mention or show her him using a sword? Morgana slowly calmed down as Lancelot enjoyed Miri''s pleasant conversation while he told her stories about school and Avalon, leaving out a few things but most of the antics of his cute hares were told; Miri often smiled with relief hearing he was healthy and enjoying his studies.


    Their casual talk stretched until the evening grew into the night; suddenly, he realised something odd before tapping his forehead lightly...


    How did I spend so much time talking to a stranger while ignoring Morgana?


    Lancelot wasn''t sure why, but talking to Miri felt different; it was comfortable, and she only spoke or interjected the moments most timely, allowing his stories to flow and them both to have a great time.


    Slowly, Morgana melted away into Lancelot''s inner consciousness as her jealousy faded into understanding, remembering something and why this girl felt different, special, unique...


    "She reminds me of you."


    Miri and I are similar... How?


    "Your soul slightly resonates with hers? There is a small gap, but you both belong in the same world... no, that cannot be..." Morgana''s voice was a little distorted and hard for him to hear, and all he heard was their souls resonating, and he thought it was a good thing.


    Shortly after, her dad came into the room and shooed Lancelot away. He was forced to walk home in the dark, thinking to himself.


    "I wonder why Morgana suddenly vanished, though..."


    His steps stopped near a fountain overlooking a magnificent tree that bloomed colourful leaves at nighttime; the air was cold as his breath formed a soft white cloud with each breath before his phone began to tremble in his pocket.


    Brrrr


    Opening the call, he didn''t check the name and answered the call and smiled when he heard Sumika and Guinevere''s voices shouting for him to come home for dinner and that they wanted to know what happened because he suddenly left.

 Chapter 132 - 19: Are You Sure?

    "My little angel, are you sure about that boy? He seems like a ladykiller who has many other women hidden..."


    Miri looked at her father with a soft smile.


    The old man was always trying his best to protect her, but she shook her head and gave a wry laugh. "Dad, he doesn''t even hide them."


    "That lil'' bastard!"


    "Oh, cut it out!"


    Her mother looked at her daughter with sharp eyes, their power beyond her dad''s, causing the entire bar to shudder as glasses and plates cracked, turning to dust from their mental confrontation.


    "I see..."


    "You want to be with him, even though our family''s agreement is basically null, and he seems to be just an ordinary boy?"


    The beautiful daughter once again shook her head as she showed an affectionate and obsessive smile on her soft pink lips.


    "No, Mother, Lancelot is special, the most wonderful and determined man in the entire universe."


    "If god gives him a stick, he will wave that stick until it can kill even the gods." S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "If god removes his arms, he would fight with his legs and body."


    "Mother, that ordinary boy defeated Arthur after only one week in Avalon, and Arthur released and united his knights of the Round Table."


    Miri stopped speaking as her face turned bright red, breathing heavily with her eyes full of affection and a strange obsession that caused her mother and father to feel their daughter was a lost cause suddenly and were thankful that boy existed.


    "To beat that boy... Ok, I will give him a chance, but you cannot sleep with him."


    "Eh?"


    "Until he has proven to be worthy of my cute little treasure. I ban you from lewd and erotic things. Look at your eyes and that face! Such a naughty girl, come here so the mother can spank your ass!"


    Instantly, the serious mood faded as Miri''s mother grabbed her in one arm, the poor girl hanging while trying to fight back, but to no avail.


    "No, Mommy, I won''t fight! I won''t fight. Don''t spank!"


    Miri might have been a genius who awakened as a Lord when she turned eight years old, but currently, she was playing a regular student all so she could meet Lancelot once again in the same way.


    As her ass was spanked and she received a sermon from her mother, Miri closed her eyes and endured the pain or lack thereof, due to her changes since being reborn in this world once again.


    Lancelot is so fucking handsome and powerful this time... I almost jumped his bones and violated him right there...


    Ah... why doesn''t he remember me, our love... my body?


    But it seems that slutty demon has changed some of his memories!


    [No... don''t be so violent. I believe that he suffered so much trauma and the fact you look so different to when he met you and shared a bed with you that his mind likely won''t remember you until that moment.]


    Really? He will remember me, remember us?


    [You should focus on your strength that succubus queen is not just any succubus and is the daughter of the last king of Avalon...]


    Heh... just another woman who wants a piece of my Lancelot.


    [My power is limited... I am not the same Archangel as before, so please be careful. It took all my power to help your mind return to this age once again...]


    Yeah... Yeah... I know you were super important and known as the most beautiful angel in the past.


    Before, you betrayed your father like a bad girl.


    [Please calm your jokes and never speak my father''s name in vain. You are my Lord, not my master.]


    I know... I know...


    "Ahhh... Mommy, stop hitting my ass; what if it looks strange when he sees it!?"


    "Who said he''s going to see your ass! You damn slutty girl!"


    Once again, her father was reminded of who wore the pants in this relationship, and suddenly, he felt pain in his chest seeing the crying eyes of his daughter but being powerless to help against such a powerful beast.


    So he decided to beat that damn Lancelot boy the next time he met him to get even.


    ---


    Meanwhile, Lancelot just arrived at his apartment to find the two women waiting at the lift like lost puppies rushing towards him the moment he appeared.


    "Master! You took so long; the food got so cold!"


    "Husband~ Your wifey needs energy tonight. Want to cuddle and enjoy each other''s embrace before resting with those huge jugs pressed on your cock..."


    Both Guinevere and Sumika seemed hungry for their food and warmth, hugging each side while nuzzling their bodies into his chest, pushing out their hips in case Lancelot wanted some loving attention; however, their cute behaviour caused Lancelot to pat their heads while heading inside his luxury room.


    "You smell like alcohol. Did you go drinking?"


    "Ah... there''s a scent of another woman''s perfume!"


    Sumika and Guinevere were like not stopping machine guns, speaking and asking him where he was, which only made Lancelot smile somehow. They were so refined and held back in Avalon and treated him with respect and awe.


    But here, I am just Lancelot.


    Their lover and classmate.


    "I really missed the two of you here, in my apartment like this."


    Lancelot said, grabbing both girls by the waist and lifting them as he rushed into the living room and launched himself onto the huge sofa, both girls letting out a high-pitched squeal as they dropped down with him.


    "Muuu, darling, is unfair! Tell us everything you did. I had to put up with Sumika acting crazy for a few hours..."


    Guinevere pouted and started acting spoilt before rolling on top and sticking her large bust against Lancelot, squishing them on his pecs; he enjoyed how she rubbed them gently across, licking her lips as Guinevere waited for his kisses, so eager to receive some loving kisses to stop being upset with him.


    "Master! Me too... I don''t want to be left out!" Sumika rolled onto his lap, using her small body to her advantage and acting cute, causing Lancelot to use his two arms to hug both, kissing each forehead softly before telling them how his day went...


    With some details removed.


    There was no reason to talk about the deal with Marianna or Miri tonight. He didn''t want to make them even more jealous, and Miri wasn''t anything he needed to hide, but somehow...


    These women would probably visit the pub just to see her or investigate and cause that old man to beat him again.


    After finishing his story about duelling Marianne to Morgana appearing, they soon shifted the topic to Avalon, and Guinevere asked about Lancelot helping her to solidify her territory defences and make it match his Camelot...


    "Are you sure you want to match me?" He asked with a curious gaze while the adorable princess was coy for a change, looking away before muttering her reply.


    "It''ll all be yours one day anyway... Aren''t you my future husband?"


    She acted shy saying it like that... Lancelot recalled seeing that adorable princess covered in blood once upon a dream that felt more real, especially after his connection with Morgana allowed him to watch all the world''s events involving him and understand his journey.


    I cannot let her stand alone again and die in a place I cannot see... no matter what.


    Why... Why do you do such crazy actions, Guinevere?


    Does fate want you to suffer endlessly... why couldn''t I save you before?


    "Hee... Darling?" Guinevere blinked her blue pupils at his silence while Lancelot kissed her tenderly before running his palms over her soft cheeks, affectionately pulling on her lips with his, their kiss continuing for several minutes as she seemed to melt under his tenderness.


    For once, Sumika didn''t interfere. Instead, she sat quietly beside him with a gentle smile as if waiting her turn for the same endearing kiss.


    ***


    An hour later, the three sat together at the dining table, a feast of


    Various seafood delicacies drizzled with oils and olive butter, marinated roast duck served with citrus fruit dipping sauce and carved ribs sprinkled with freshly chopped black pepper coating Lancelot''s plate with Guinevere carefully spreading homemade creamy mash potato coated with melted cheese over his perfectly cooked fish.


    Sumika sat beside Lancelot in a sombre atmosphere as her pupils faintly trembled. Guinevere''s loving touch continued while placing various delicious greens surrounding Lancelot''s steak sauteed in garlic butter with onion crust on its surface.


    She is still waiting for her turn...


    When Sumika looked at Guinevere and Lancelot together, her heart began to beat madly with each touch, but somehow it slowly started to vanish as she felt at peace and comfort, causing her eyes to brighten seeing how gentle they appeared even doing the simple act of serving a meal...


    Lancelot smiled at Sumika before mouthing; I''ll make sure to give you some attention later, I promise.


    Which seemed to cause her to lighten up and eat her meal properly as the trio''s night finally began in earnest with two females constantly looking towards the bedroom as if racing to the finish line in their competition.

 Chapter 133 - 20: Finally [R18]

    Lancelot''s muscular body shone in the silver moonlight that peered through the open blinds, cascading across his body as Sumika''s legs wrapped around either side of his hips trembled while convulsing as copious amounts of white cream bubbled and poured from her opening.


    Beside them, Guinevere was no better with her soft, squishing pale ass shown in the argent light, with both holes oozing the same white goo as her eyes were rolled back and buried in a soft black pillow.


    The trio had been enjoying some adult time since he returned and finished eating; it was almost three in the morning, and Lancelot was no longer tired.


    It''s like the more I have sex, the more energy I have...


    With a wet pop, his member slipped from the gaping entrance of Sumika and began to flood onto the quilt as her legs collapsed.


    Now completely unconscious, Lancelot was about to get up, a soft, elastic body wrapped around his back, the soft feeling of her warm breasts squishing against his muscular back and the hard nipples brushing along his skin...


    It drove his senses into overdrive as her very scent was enough to make him fully erect again after seven shots.


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    "Morgana..."


    Her body is too addictive...


    The mere feel of her naked bosom is making my heart and cock almost burst from their anticipation and the pleasure of her smooth, flexible skin.


    "Do you want me, Lancelot?"


    Whispering into my ears, she captured my heart with her husky, feminine tone was like honey to a den of ants, enchanting and bewitching my body as my blood and nerves became erratic.


    The sound of temptation and desire melted my brain as her tail stroked along my spine and overwhelmed my logical thought. I didn''t resist, and this woman was the one who saved me, gave me a second chance and had long since won a place in my heart.


    "Lancelot, let me see your handsome face; show me the desire in your eyes."


    My heart skipped a beat each time she spoke.


    I could feel the vitality draining from my body slowly as she traced along my body, reaching around my chest and sliding her delicate pale fingers over my abdomen as she breathed down my neck with her warm, nasal breathing.


    "You know Morgana, women often call me an idiot..."


    She chuckled.


    "Hoho~ So? Is that so surprising to hear that they don''t value you enough?"


    She kissed me on the back of the neck tenderly with a wet smacking noise, causing tingles to shoot down my spine and the suction to increase, yet I felt something from her body being pulled into mine...


    Yes, I managed to devour vitality from the succubus Queen.


    "You''re my idiot though, Lancelot~," She whispered into my ears with a sensual tone, seductive and erotic, as my thoughts melted into mush and the willpower to resist was draining faster and faster.


    I shook my head, trying to muster the ability to fight and conquer her charms that were leaking freely from her sweet, bodily aroma that soaked into my existence.


    My arms wrapped around her soft, fleshy waist. Morgana''s true body was a little more voluptuous and erotic than her battle form, with larger breasts that were heavy, elastic and soft.


    Her nipples were hard against my chest, rubbing onto me eagerly without shame and her thick, slimy tail wrapped around us as if to prevent any means of escape and left no space for me to think other than to give myself wholly to Morgana.


    Yet I will resist you, my beloved demon of lust and passion. To show you I am the only one worthy of your mate.


    Using all my power, I lifted her into the air, the cold air wrapping around my erect member before her warm, devilish slit rested atop my thick glans, her legs and hips lowering in my embrace, so her long puffy slit could wrap around my length, and gently rub together with each step, with a sticky wet sound, from her lewd and dangerous pussy.


    She moaned softly.


    Her soft outer folds were squirming around my length and stuck onto it, dripping wet with her liquids and pulling me deeper towards her entrance.


    My shaft was covered in her juices that smelt like a dangerously addictive sweet nectar of some unknown fruit, causing my balls to tighten as our organs pressed against each other as I walked towards the training room.


    "Oh my... darling, you are really trying? Your cock is sandwiched between my soft petals and poking at my clitoris... what a lewd cock you have."


    Her moaning voice was dripping with amusement as her lips moved along my earlobes teasingly with each word, speaking in a coquettish and luring tone to trap my senses in a prison of lust.


    Morgana nibbled my lobes and flicked them with her tongue, causing my concentration to be broken several times along the way and forcing me to take deep breaths to keep my senses from falling apart.


    "It''s not my fault your soft, sticky lips are grasping onto me like a desperate maiden dying for a good fuck."


    The doors opened to the training room as we entered, my hands pressing the button on the wall as a large stone slab appeared ahead of us.


    "This looks like a sacrificial altar, dear... you aren''t planning on offering your penis to the gods, right~? What a big cock, though; the gods would definitely accept this glorious meat spear~."


    With her playful words and taunts, she whispered her amusement.


    Enjoying her cute words, I pushed her down onto the cold stoned, her soft ass squashed flat as her golden eyes looked up at me with a sense of lust and wonder.


    My length rubbed up against her navel, leaking pre-cum all over her silky white stomach while her breasts shook in the air excitedly, bouncing around her torso playfully as she used her arms to make them erotically jiggle delightfully in front of my eyes.


    "Do you want to fuck me, darling? Look how wet and sticky my pussy is." Morgana whispered as she lifted one leg, pulling on her soft petals, parting them to show her naked, uncovered succubus cunt.


    I nodded and positioned myself above her, pinning Morgana beneath me and locking our lips as I teased her drenched vaginal opening by stroking and rubbing my veiny cock alongside her belly and lower half, spreading my fluids on her thighs and coating her red petals with a mixture of our juices.


    She giggled.


    "Are we going to do it finally?"


    Our tongues fought ferociously while her hot breath tickled and teased my cheeks, slipping past our teeth and sucking on my tongue voraciously as saliva began to leak from the corners of our mouths.


    "Mmmph... Lancelot... you!?"


    Her succubus cunt leaked liquids with every kiss as Morgana couldn''t suppress the amount of excitement and passion building up inside her.


    The same for me, who wanted nothing more than to pound this beautiful, powerful woman into oblivion and claim her for eternity.


    Our lips separated, strings of saliva connecting us intimately as we panted heavily for air, my hot breath burning her sensitive, delicate skin while Morgana licked my lips sensually.


    "Show me how much you love me, Lancelot..."


    Our gazes connected as Morgana smiled happily with watery golden pupils; there was no trace of deceit in her eyes or lust, only affection and love, filled with adoration and fondness towards me as we shared another passionate kiss, moving our lips rhythmically with each other until my tip reached her slippery entrance.


    Morgana spread her legs wide open and lifted them into the air as her opening became looser, with thick white nectar bubbling from her slutty hole.


    Now ready and prepared to welcome me as the head of my thick glans penetrated her sticky lips that tried to suck me in desperately, wrapping and constricting wildly with their own will as her shallow muscles squeezed my tip tightly.


    Morgana bit my lips hungrily as drool seeped from her mouth, mixing with mine, as I thrust my entire length forcefully through her moist flower bud and penetrated her soft, sticky insides, breaking the last barrier preventing us from becoming one as we joined our bodies together.


    "Ahhh.... it.... finally...!"


    Her pink walls writhed uncontrollably, stretching and retracting quickly while her springy, slippery muscles tightened vigorously with overwhelming strength.


    "OH MY GOD!!"


    Morgana screamed in ecstasy as our genitals joined, my length completely swallowed in her tight, wriggling tunnel as if made to sheath my cock and create a connection between man and wife with intense, carnal passion as her uterus twitched, leaking warm liquid all over my length and drowning it within her heat.


    So, she truly was a virgin...


    The slight proof of her deflowering drizzling between her plump and sweaty ass crack, covering the white stone, as her lips opened wide, exhaling with pleasure.


    "Haa.... I love you.... more....!"


    Pressing my lips to hers and entwining our tongues as Morgana dug her nails deep into my back, tearing away my skin while I began pumping my length through her fleshy walls that refused to let go of my cock, creating loud splattering sounds when my thick shaft tore free from her clinging insides accompanied by Morgana''s pleasured groaning.


    "Haa.... no.... this is.... different!"


    My thrusts continued energetically and violently, entering and exiting rapidly while Morgana cried out loudly and released her claws from my shredded back.


    Her slick, juicy insides contracted violently as I forced my length repeatedly through her fluttering insides, which pulsated non-stop, greedily sucking in my flesh and refusing to release my rod as our lower halves slammed together constantly and created sticky sounds with Morgana''s rising screams as she no longer resembled the superior succubus, but became my loving wife enjoying the pleasures of sex...


    "Nnnn.... your cock is amazing....!"


    I could feel the intense draining of her womb sucking my vitality away from the tip of my cock, but each time she shuddered, or her insides tightened around me, my shaft devoured part of her vitality as if we were sharing a drink slowly, savouring it.


    After several minutes of our rough and wild mating season, Morgana''s velvety insides became loose and less sticky, and she could barely manage to speak coherent words.


    "Ha.... Lancelot...! Stop...."


    We both embraced each other tightly, sweat and fluids covering our entire bodies, as she looked up at me with watery eyes, her body trembling from the intense pleasure, her tight insides clasping and convulsing around my cock as she feigned ignorance and pretended that she never came. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    I smirked and continued thrusting roughly into Morgana''s welcoming womb that swallowed my whole shaft desperately while she wrapped her legs around my ass, pulling me towards her crotch deeply with the aim of keeping our genitals attached.


    "So tight... Morgana, why is your pussy so much better than before!?"


    Morgana arched her back and spasmed, screaming and hugging me tightly in a frenzy while she climaxed again but shook her head when I smirked at her, unable to control her expression while letting out animalistic moans of blissful pleasure.


    Each time her sticky, fleshy cavern contracted, it drew me closer and caused my testicles to swell with sperm while my cock hardened even more intensely.


    "Fufu, do you love me? My body, of course it''s better... this hole, this soft tunnel and my womb are only for you!"


    She seemed to sense my orgasm was close as her lips latched onto mine, her hot, sweet breath filling my lungs, while her slimy tongue slipped down my throat and stimulated my tongue with her slippery muscle.


    The moment Morgana''s vagina started throbbing strongly, milking my rod and greedily sucked on its width, my glans expanded, swelling and becoming stiffer as semen shot through my urethra, erupting upwards with incredible pressure and spurted explosively deep into Morgana''s fertile womb with great force.


    Our tongues entangled loosely while we moaned and groaned in each other''s mouths as our dirty fluids mixed and intertwined messily.


    "Your hot stuff... it''s filling me up."


    The hot sperm flooded her narrow cave completely and drowned her eggs while Morgana''s pussy began sucking my seeds upward through my length as if wanting more semen from my exhausted sack.


    Both of us released our lips, a thin strand of saliva connecting us intimately as we gasped for air, looking into each other''s eyes lovingly as I collapsed next to Morgana, exhausted and hugged her closely.


    "Lancelot... you might become the father of my child, okay~?"


    Morgana laughed happily in my arms while planting a soft peck on my cheeks, enjoying herself thoroughly as her slippery cave wriggled around my drained cock, unwilling to release it even after receiving so much of my seeds.


    "So...? You''re saying if it doesn''t work now, we''ll just try again till I knock you up, right?"


    "Fufu... an incubus and succubus don''t just mate once, after all."


    I felt this woman was truly a seductive demon at this moment, as she rolled me onto my back, kissing my chest, as her pussy made lewd, squelching sounds as my cum oozed out of her small hole wrapped around my thick shaft.


    "Look at my marking... it''s now yours...."


    The left woman, who held my heart and cock at once, slid her fingers down her soft tits, the alluring vision almost hypnotizing me before she slid all the way down to her pelvis, as I noticed her succubus tattoo was different...


    There was a strange lock around the ovary part of the tattoo and a name written in the centre of the womb part... Lancelot du Lac...


    Ah... my name is on her tattoo... why does that make me so aroused?


    "Fufu... you just throbbed inside me. Shall we go for round two?" Her seductive voice sounded as her large, fleshy ass slapped down on my thighs with a wet smack before her body started to gallop, seeming never to have intended to lose just yet...

 Chapter 134 - 21: Mother [R18]

    The soft walls of Morgana''s insides wrapped around me like a wet mouth as the soft folds squeezed along the sides causing it to pulsate and fill with intense pleasure, causing me to groan while holding onto her soft, meaty ass with my fingertips, trying to avoid reaching another climax inside her.


    "Does it feel good to finally fuck mommy''s warm, slippery pussy?"


    Her voice was like a drug, causing my head to throb with pleasure and the desire to thrust my hips faster to penetrate her warm, squishy womb and paint it my colour completely.


    "Ah~ I can feel you growing bigger. Is your sperm going to fill my insides again?"


    I don''t understand why Morgana insisted on having sex over and over, her insides swollen with my sperm, making her look pregnant.


    She still insisted on swaying her hips on top of me, watching my movements and reactions with those glowing, seductive eyes and her wicked smile.


    "It feels great inside you; of course, I''d fill you." S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So I wanted to be resistant, to argue with her the moment her womb changed and I wrote my name. That desire increased each time we had sex to the end, the feeling of wanting to dominate Morgana to make her addicted to me.


    "Isn''t it your lewd cunt that is enjoying my cock, squeezing onto me and refusing to let go even when you tremble like a little slut?"


    Those golden irises sparkled brightly with excitement and amusement when I responded with my lecherous comments, causing her insides to quiver slightly but still wouldn''t stop fucking me like crazy, riding me like a cowgirl.


    Morgana bent down suddenly, her breasts dropping towards my face and spilling all over my cheeks, pushing them together to cover my view while she bounced and bucked wildly, stirring my sensitive organ.


    "Fufu, it seems to be working. You didn''t cum this time."


    Ignoring her taunts, I grasped her heavy tits; the soft feeling was nothing like a human woman; only Marimo could compare as my fingers sank into the flexible flesh, enjoying the reactions her body made each time I teased her erect nipples.


    Morgnana''s cunt tightened each time I twisted and pulled on her nipples, but when my hands gently caressed her huge breasts, her movements became gentle and welcoming as her insides wrapped around my cock with her thick nectar coating my shaft, a slow and pleasant movement filled with affection, as she licked my face, moaning with delight.


    "You know Lancelot... my people don''t usually mate like this, only succubi who fall in love will choose a partner and dedicate their everything... but it rarely goes well... haa.... nnn...!"


    "Why doesn''t it go well... fuck your insides are so warm and comfortable...."


    She pressed her body down on mine, capturing my lips unexpectedly, as I returned the favour, wrapping our tongues together while she stroked my hair with her fingers, continuing to ride me passionately.


    Breaking off our kiss, Morgana whispered with a sad tone, "Because men don''t consider us anything more than food, sex slaves, tools or objects to pass the time, breeding and leaving their children behind...."


    "Do you think a man would abandon his race to be able to enjoy a lifetime of sex with us? When he can just steal the techniques and live like a king pleasing inferior women... Nnnn don''t.... you''re crushing my womb, don''t be so rough."


    "Haha... sorry, it feels like your pussy keeps sucking my cock deeper and coating me in your slimy honey as if screaming for me to violate your womb."


    "No.... don''t say embarrassing things... fu... Lancelot, you''re going to make me cum.."


    Morgana''s movements became rough and frantic as her hips slapped my thighs repeatedly, creating loud noises echoing around the room while she fucked me with all her heart and soul.


    I wanted to hear her squeal, to make her orgasm enough to fall deeper for me, to become so addicted to me she even wished to kill other women that approach... a dark, monopolistic desire formed as horns started to grow from my forehead... the ones that only showed in Avalon normally.... or when using my dominus...


    Ah....


    She mentioned transforming... is this my body changing to match her? To better suit Morganana as a mate and husband?


    My cock increased in size, causing her mouth to open wide, as it forced even the succubus queen''s pussy to feel pressure, the thick glans pushing open her well-guarded cervix.


    "Nnah.... big.... it''s bigger... Ahh... Mmm!"


    I didn''t resist my changes.


    Slamming my hips upwards, meeting Morgana''s butt as we exchanged violent thrusts repeatedly, bringing us both to orgasm simultaneously with an enormous rush of pleasure as her insides throbbed violently with high pressure, spraying sticky fluids all over my crotch while my swollen glans shot loads of thick cum deep into her uterus directly.


    My vision darkened, and consciousness faded momentarily as Morgana''s soft, tender lips woke me from my darkness, and I could hear her happy giggling.


    "Your seed tastes amazing, Lancelot~ It''s so creamy and nutritious~ I can feel your sperm fighting fiercely to reach my eggs."


    A bright light filled my vision, blinding me temporarily, as I found Morgana lying next to me, staring at my face, which had horns similar to hers.


    "Congrats, Lancelot... fufu... it took only one night of sex, and you''ve officially evolved into a demon. But...."


    Morgana cupped my cheeks and gazed into my eyes intently, whispering with a serious tone, "But you weren''t supposed to gain wings, horns and tail so quickly...."


    What? Wings and tail?


    Turning my head around, I noticed two large black wings extending from my shoulders and a little lower identical feathered white wings while a demonic tail swung around energetically; my limbs strengthened with energy, unlike before, as my senses enhanced.


    Morgana seemed different as she lay on the stone lazily, her ass and pussy leaking my thick seed, as she gazed at me with golden eyes, a sense of relaxation or conquest?


    Like a sated lioness, she watched me with a warm gaze.


    "I''m so proud~ my lover gained horns quicker than anyone else... even though he transformed into a full demon, it won''t change our relationship, Lancelot..."


    Stretching her arms lazily, Morgana crawled towards me and placed her hand over my chest, sighing and smiling as she stroked along my wings, only for me to feel strange. "Why do you seem less seductive and erotic right now...?"


    "I thought..."


    "A Succubus constantly needed men''s vitality and essence? Fufu, my beloved Lancelot, that is only when we can''t be sated... a human''s cock, semen and sex can never fully satisfy a demon born for carnal pleasure..."


    Morgana sat upon my waist, her large ass squashing onto my legs with a sticky wet sound as her sticky genitals oozed with fluids, her scent attracting me again...


    But I didn''t feel the intense lust as before...


    I felt calm, loved and warm, like her arms were my home.


    "Let me show you the difference between humans and demons born for sexual gratification... See?"


    "When you were a half-incubus, maybe if we had sex a thousand times non-stop, my desire and need for vitality may have been sated... but my heart will never have been filled like now."


    "Can you feel my heart, hear it beating for you?" Morgana asked gently while placing my palm on her left breast, where her beating heart thumped, a peaceful rhythm as her body temperature heated up slowly.


    I could... it was a deep, rapid beating.


    The rhythm was powerful and felt dear to me as Morgana hugged me tightly, without the usual flirtatious feeling, instead placing her tired head against my collarbone and stroking my arms with her long nails.


    "Humans can never understand true love and carnal desire... of demons, but thank you..." She said, her voice losing her usual teasing nature while yawning lazily, a sense of sincerity.


    "You gave me your love, Lancelot.... you accepted me entirely... A feeling I thought that maybe would never happen, even in countless millennia." Morgana closed her eyes gently.


    "Don''t worry... I''m not sleeping forever... fufu, it just takes a lot of stamina and effort to impregnate a succubus'' egg...."


    Smiling gently, Morgana placed my palm on her tummy.


    Eh?


    I think she dropped a huge bombshell just now!


    Suddenly, my body felt a strange desire, something I had never felt before... The desire to protect... to protect my unborn child and precious partner... a fierce and dominating instinct that caused my wings and body to tremble with power.


    Wait.... hold up... my life has changed so drastically in one day!?


    And it seems I knocked up my Wife and Commander!!!???


    "Rest, my beloved... We have many things to prepare for the future...Shh.... sleep.... your mind also needs time to adjust to your demon body." Morgana kissed me gently, sending me into a deep sleep.


    A nostalgic voice and humming sounded as I fell deeper into a warm, comfortable abyss, the song I was sure the same one my mother sang...


    Mother...

 Chapter 135 - 22: Morgana Became Strange!

    A few hours after falling asleep in Morgana''s embrace, Lancelot was still sleeping after his transformation into a true demon. Thankfully, his wings and tail were now back inside his body, but the horns seemed permanent.


    The door to the training room was slammed open as Sumika, in her training shorts and sports bra, entered only to find the naked couple cuddling in the warm training room with a thick scent of sex still lingering, causing her to pout.


    "Hmmm... stupid perverted woman sneaking into our love den..."


    "Why are her tits so big..."


    She muttered, lifting her modest bosom inside the tight-fitting sports bra, feeling a heavy emotion of defeat and moving away from the pair. Sumika wasn''t completely selfish and moved to the corner of the gym, using her ether to erect barriers to cover the sound of her morning training.


    Sumika hadn''t realised that a pair of gentle golden eyes watched her actions before leaning back and letting Lancelot''s head rest on her cushioned chest, slowly stroking his cheek in silence.


    "What an adorable and gentle girl. I see why my darling loves you so dearly, little kunoichi."


    "If only this silly angel were half as cute as you... Right, Nuriel?"


    Morgana turned to the beautiful angel who looked at her master''s changes and felt terrified that he was now closer to becoming a devil rather than maintaining his neutral state like before.


    "Morgana... Master, why did you let him transform into a devil?"


    "Hmmm? I cannot help it if he enjoyed my body that much. Maybe if you were to do the same, he might become more angelic?"


    Her plump body moved slightly as his arms wrapped around her in his sleep, but maybe by instinct, his rough hands pinched her elastic ass, causing Morgana to wince in pain.


    "Ah... Darling, don''t pinch my buttocks. It''ll leave a mark..."


    "Tsk. How could I engage in such... lust and sinful companionship with my lord..."


    "Really, but he had a pair of white wings too. I don''t think a truly sinful being would have angelic wings, right?"


    "Stupid, that''s just nonsense..."


    However, Morgana saw it clearly: the eyes of this supposed saint and holy angel were fixated on the exposed body of her lord, and the sinful eyes of lust were not from Morgana or Lancelot but Nuriel.


    "Hmph... suit yourself."


    "My beloved man gave me the most precious gift, and I will do anything that makes him happy. Even letting him bed a high-rank angel."


    "... Just...Try it!" Nuriel spouted, her face strange and slightly red as she vanished in a flicker of golden light, returning to Avalon most likely.


    Morgana gazed at Lancelot''s serene face, the slight devilish look from his change only small, and she really believed that he wouldn''t fall into a devil so easily.


    Those resolute eyes when he found out the truth and those pristine white wings that even her bloodline couldn''t penetrate.


    "My husband, you have secrets that even I don''t know about... How did you manage to earn the affection of an angel beyond an archangel..."


    Shaking her head in dismissal, Morgana let her fingers caress his cheeks before lowering him onto the stone slab and standing up, her body wrapped in a raven outfit including a small cooking apron and long dress.


    "Let''s make him a big breakfast. I am sure his appetite will be great. Fufu, I wonder if these girls will also need a lot of food..."


    "I can only hope those above watching Avalon like a game do not notice these little ones... until we can protect them... being a perfect mixture of divine and devil."


    "You girls better thank Papa when you are born."


    She looked back from the training room door, a warm and gentle look devoid of her usual worry and plotting as her lips curved into a beautiful and mature smile.


    A mother''s smile.


    Morgana was somehow at peace, and nothing else mattered but the man snoring on the stone and the warm feeling of the two small balls of energy constantly growing inside her womb.


    ***


    ? Lancelot POV ?


    I''m hungry...


    Thirsty!


    The crack of a steel practice dummy awoke him as Lancelot''s eyes snapped open.


    His divine eye was now almost fully complete with beautiful angelic writing shimmering with golden radiance deep inside the limbal ring around his eye.


    I can see the mana even in this world now, down to the very... wow...


    Sitting up on the rock, he saw a sweaty Sumika who pulled off her bra that was drenched with sweat, revealing her perking hills with their erect peaks moving along with her chest as she breathed deeply.


    Nice tits...


    It''s like my eyes can see in super high definition. The bumps on her small hills are visible even in this dark room.


    "Sumika, you are so beautiful. Do you want me to help you stretch and cool down?"


    The moment he spoke, even Lancelot felt a strange disconnection from his past self and the voice that left his lips as the raven-haired petite beauty looked at him with a melting face as she slowly walked towards him as if entrance.


    "Please... help me stretch these.... they are sore and ache."


    Sumika''s arms pushed together to amplify her modest melons before pressing against Lancelot''s chest with a slight smack.


    The sweat of her body from training made her skin slightly damp, but the warmth and hard nibs were rather erotic...


    ***


    Thirty minutes later...


    Sumika stumbled out of the training room with a red face, dark handprints all over her body, and white essence dripping from her thighs as she fluttered to her room with a dreamlike face, constantly swooning about Lancelot.


    "Phew... my body seems to have really levelled up..." Lancelot whispered, following her out shirtless while looking down at his crotch that would normally feel a little tired or weightless, but it was completely fine.


    It feels like I could fight her another thousand times before getting tired...


    Is this the meaning of Morgana?


    However, for him, it seemed different because he was sated in his heart and body rather than what she explained...


    He thought that might be because of being a male or human in the past, and it changed his body compared to a pure-blooded incubus or succubus born from the pure ether, but he was just glad that sleeping with Sumika didn''t make him feel frustrated and needing more if anything his mind was now completely clear.


    "Lancelot? Are you finally awake, darling?"


    A soft voice, it was Morgana''s for sure... Yet there was no charm or domineering feeling. It was gentle and soothing, as if asking him to respond, not the feeling that forced him to respond in the past...


    "Mmmm, are you cooking? I never knew... wow... It smells delicious."


    "Fufu, I know, right? My first time cooking human food, but it was really fun... hehe."


    Morgana''s face was so calm that he was stunned, thinking it was Marimo for a moment as she slowly pulled a tray from the oven, revealing she had even baked some cookies!?


    "Sorry... they caught a little, but and I didn''t know if you wanted oat and chocolate or raisin... so I made lots of all flavours in the book."


    She looked like a scared cat with her tail swaying as if worried about being scolded, but the cookies looked great. Maybe a little too much sugar in a few caused them to brown slightly more than normal, but it wasn''t burned.


    "No, you did great... The food and cookies smell delicious. Aren''t you tired? Is your body okay?"


    Lancelot wrapped around her back, feeling that even her scent had changed to more neutral vanilla and berries than the sultry and alluring one from the past as he nuzzled and kissed her neck as they plated the cookies, a light breakfast on the table, enough for four people.


    "Are you eating human food too? That makes a change." He chuckled while their lips gently touched a soft and sweet taste, busting Morgana, who seemed to have eaten a cookie already.


    "Mmmm... you were human, right? When pregnant, we normally take on the biology of the male race for the term... so human food and human symptoms of pregnancy are what I will experience, fufu... mommy might have some mood swings, so don''t abandon her, okay?"


    "Haha, does that mean mommy will get fat too?" He joked, stroking her stomach as both Guinevere and Sumika entered, feeling the strange changes in the pair but not quite able to put their fingers on it.


    Like the demon and sword master had switched places...


    "Don''t tease... If I get fat, will you leave me and run to other girls?"


    Somehow, her whiny and weak voice was more alluring than when she was naked and spreading her legs for him now... He couldn''t help kissing her lips, her golden eyes brightly shining as their tongues coiled together in a slow but deeply passionate kiss.


    Sumika had already enjoyed a night of sex, and the morning session left her too filled to need more. She jumped on the table and noticed the eggs, beef and bread were all cut and baked to her favourite style!


    "Ah~ thank you for making my eggs cute and poached, darling!"


    "Mmmph... It was Morgana who cooked, not me."


    Their tongues parted as a thin thread of sweet saliva dripped to the floor, both of them enchanted by each other''s changes. Morgana placed a finger on his lip, moved to the cooker and began to gather the last bits of food.


    "Wow... Morgana, thank you!" Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Guinevere was equally shocked because her seat was filled with the nutritious potion that was created by her mother to improve the skin''s flexibility and shimmer and keep women looking youthful... but as she took a sip, she found it was now delicious!


    Surprised, she asked Morgana a question, "Morgana, how did you make this thing taste so good? It''s sweet but doesn''t feel like sugar or chocolate!"


    "Fufu is a special sugar that can only be created at certain times in a succubi''s life. Since you like it, I will make sure to store it as much as possible as it''s fat-free, helps skin improve suppleness and also has a strong anti-ageing factor.


    She really does feel different... It makes me want to keep her away from battle... Haha, such a cute trio of women.


    Lancelot didn''t notice his eyes would change when thinking about the women he was intimate with as the grey eye flickered with dark light, and his divine pupil glowed with angelic runes that wrote the words obsession and domination.


    Only Morgana and Nuriel would know the true significance of this change for now as the four of them sat down and ate a quiet but peaceful family breakfast together.

 Chapter 136 - 23: The Beginning Of The End

    Lancelot and the girls were taken to the academy by Sebastian, who didn''t bother to question why he was once again coming to school with the other two three girls, leaving their poor maids to follow behind in irritation as once again their mistresses didn''t come home and stayed out.


    Sumika''s house was a little strange¡ªif her mother was the one who contacted her, it seemed fine that she was staying out at Lancelot''s apartment.


    However, her grandfather, the former swordmaster...


    He would threaten to go there and beat Lancelot''s ass and make sure he could never touch his cute granddaughter, but moments later, his wife would take the phone, and the sound of someone being beaten would commence.


    It was a strange house indeed.


    The biggest issue was the princess... When her mother called to find out the truth, she would quietly put down the phone, but the next day, a huge box of XL condoms would be delivered along with the usual gifts and tea.


    For the maids sorting through her packages, it was embarrassing and frustrating as they were not permitted to have lovers while serving someone as a private maid.


    Because Morgana insisted on riding in her human form, wearing a fake uniform on her body as she sat with Guinevere and Sumika in the back, Sebastian was forced to accept that Lancelot, his master, would sit beside him, even if it meant he failed as a butler.


    "Sebastian, how is your cute granddaughter?"


    Lancelot was letting the girls chat amongst themselves, and he remembered this butler and his cute granddaughter, who had blue hair cut like a little mushroom. He also felt thankful that Sebastian did not mention his two black horns, only a glance when he greeted him, and that was it.


    "Oh? Lord Lancelot remembered my cute Sofia?" Sebastian sounded surprised as he recalled Sofia happily running around back home. "Recently, I got a call from her saying that she found a boyfriend at kindergarten."


    "Ahaha, kindergarten, eh~ I can see that cute girl finding one easily."


    Lancelot''s joke made Sebastian''s hands gripping the wheel tighten as he seemed to be the possessive type, looking annoyed at the thought his young granddaughter was dating boys already.


    "That girl... she doesn''t understand that boys are wolves!"


    Sebastian mumbled under his breath, trying to keep Lancelot entertained as Sumika looked outside the car window absentmindedly until something suddenly caught her attention.


    "Mr. Butler."


    A voice spoke up quietly; her head still turned to the outside as everyone inside the car heard her.


    There was a woman... No, it was something flying beside the car... A monster with sharp scythes on her arms and a bee-like wing on her back.


    "Is this the car of Lancelot du Lac?"


    The monster asked calmly, though Sebastian looked shocked and confused. "What the!? What''s this thing doing here!?"


    His reaction showed that he didn''t sense the monster following them; only Sumika saw her and watched her actions carefully as Morgana narrowed her eyes as well.


    Seeing his butler panicking, Lancelot realized there must be trouble.


    "Sebastian."


    As Lancelot softly patted his shoulder, both Sumika and Morgana leaned forward as they watched the woman jump into the air towards the car roof before they all felt an explosion shaking the vehicle, causing it to tilt dangerously!


    The car jeered off the floor as the sound of gunfire followed¡ªthe maids behind began shooting at the strange insectoid monster attacking the sports car while Lancelot''s divine eyes struggled to see anything due to the lower mana in the Empire and lower world.


    In such conditions, Lancelot''s power wasn''t full; Sumika held onto Morgana while Sebastian used his driving skills and earth magic to fuse the wheels and car to try to keep the car upright.


    The maids shooting at the attacker noticed she ignored them as she wanted to reach the target, Lancelot. Her scythe blades managed to penetrate the bulletproof windows, cutting his seat and slicing apart metal and leather as the monster tried to kill the target¡ªLancelot.


    "I''m going to fight; stay in the car, all three of you."


    Lancelot''s words were both deep, commanding and slightly distorted as he jumped from the car, feeling the huge amount of force and air resistance before his black and white feathered wings unfurled from his back in a glorious and captivating scene.


    Everyone inside or outside the car was stunned at the angelic sight as Lancelot stood in the air for a second, his body floating before his sword appeared in his hand¡ªa dark greatsword with a dragon on the hilt, his dragonslayer greatsword.


    "Oi, bug. Stop attacking the car. I''m your enemy."


    Bzzzt!


    "..."


    Ignoring Lancelot''s demand, the monster buzzed angrily and rushed straight at him, using her scythes to slash upwards, hoping to take out this arrogant man who dared to face her.


    "No grace..." He murmured before gracefully using his wings to twist his body, dodging the first blade, while the second passed just along his cheek, grazing his skin but cutting his silver locks, making Lancelot narrow his eyes, displeased at losing his perfect haircut.


    Using his free right hand, Lancelot grabbed the bee monster''s wrist and pulled her towards him while turning and using his strength to kick her in the stomach, the force causing her to vomit both blood and the flesh of her destroyed organs¡ªit didn''t kill her but was enough to make her eyes widen as she tried to stab him with the silver stinger on her ass.


    But Lancelot just smirked, blocking the stinger with his hilt as a loud clang sounded with beautiful sparks flickering past his face, blinding the monster so Lancelot''s left fist flew and slammed into her cheek with explosive force, sending her crashing onto the road with a loud boom, creating a crater where she landed.


    With another flap of his wings, Lancelot darted forward with a bang, the sound so violent it was like a roar on the wind, his sword pointing forward like a deadly spear ready to pierce his prey¡ªhe stabbed her chest, piercing her heart and pinning her body on the cracked ground! S§×ar?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why do bugs always annoy me...?" Lancelot whispered while watching the monster gasp painfully, her body twitching violently before the life faded from her eyes as he released a sigh.


    Blood spilt from her open mouth as Lancelot ripped his blade free before walking back to the car, which stopped as Sebastian, Sumika and Morgana all stepped out cautiously¡ªthey felt shaken seeing Lancelot''s brutal killing skill as he killed effortlessly, like swatting a fly.


    "Why didn''t you ask who she was?" Morgana asked with a knowing smile, seeing the strange light in his golden eye.


    "I don''t care... She attacked me and mine; therefore, death is the reward." Lancelot declared as Sumika hugged his waist, and he stroked her black hair while Sebastian gulped nervously¡ªthis lord was scary... and exciting!


    "Sebastian, you may head home if you desire. I can ask Merlin for another butler. You have Sofia to think about... This is likely to continue for a long time."


    "I seem to have made several enemies with my actions..."


    Lancelot chuckled self-deprecatingly at his own mistakes as Sebastian shook his head firmly.


    "No... Sofia often asks when I am going to work and when Grandfather will leave to serve his lord again... Sofia knows I serve a great master and... It''s an honour to serve you, my lord." Sebastian proclaimed proudly as Sumika smiled, and Morgana nodded while Lancelot scratched his cheek awkwardly.


    "Should I help you deal with that boy then?"


    "W-what!? How!?"


    "If she sees my face, do you think those boys could ever entire her eyes?" Lancelot teased, and Sebastian fell to his knees, realizing the horror that could await in the future if when she grew up and wanted to marry this man who had at least four women...


    "My lord... please, spare Sofia..." Sebastian begged comically as Lancelot and Sumika burst out laughing¡ªthough Morgana was confused at what happened to make the butler kneel!


    "Okay, let''s get in the car and get moving. If this continues, we will need Merlin or Gawain to appear to stop this happening again..." Lancelot suggested, helping Sebastian back to his feet.


    But his butler looked confused again as Morgana finally understood the enemy was someone in the academy and was as high as the vice-principal or principal...


    Meaning it was likely Gawain himself. As Lancelot helped Sumika in before getting in himself. Sebastian drove them all towards school while thinking of ways to save his cute granddaughter''s innocence from Lancelot...


    Honestly... Lancelot somehow found this new dynamic with his butler enjoyable, and he wanted to meet the little demon princess, who would one day become an extremely powerful Lady.


    Not to do anything, but I want to support her and help this old man feel at ease. He never once betrayed me about the things I do in secret or the girls I''ve been seeing.


    ***


    Meanwhile, somewhere else in the Empire City, Gawain sat silently reading reports and documents that arrived about the recent events, frowning deeply as everything went wrong so quickly.


    "The useless slut and her trash commander failed..."


    He reached for his phone before dialling a number that answered on the first ring.


    "Kill her."


    Gawain ordered coldly before ending the call, leaving his office and disappearing from the city with a bang...


    His destination was unknown, but those close enough to know him knew he was headed to meet someone in secret and that someone might just vanish from the glorious capital in the near future...

 Chapter 137 - 24: The Calm Before The Storm

    Lancelot was sitting in the back of a second car now¡ªthe three lords were split apart due to the attack, with him riding along with the maid that served Sumika. She seemed actually to be a member of the same house.


    It seems that nobles can choose to bring their maid or servants to keep them safe.


    "The great master sends his warning, Young swordsman of the west, do not hurt my granddaughter, or I shall break you."


    Her voice was a little hoarse, but the scar on her neck indicated the reason why Sumika told him about this woman and that she was a really kind lady who brought her snacks and went out even in the early hours to buy her female goods and other things when she cried in messages.


    A nice maid... I will make it easy for you.


    "Understood¡ªlet him know I will come to him myself should I do so."


    Hearing his voice, the mature but well-maintained maid smiled and nodded before turning onto the road leading to the magic academy, once again speaking with a more soft and gentle tone.


    "However, the Mistress asked for you to give her lots of cute granddaughters if possible. She is waiting for them as soon as possible. So, do your best!"


    With a bitter smile, the car pulled into the academy drop-off zone.


    She climbed out and opened the door for him, giving a polite bow, allowing him to step out and enter school with Morgana, as Guinevre and Sumika, who stood at the gate waiting for him with anxious eyes, entered soon after many girls and boys came to see them arriving together with Lancelot.


    Their arrival caused quite a stir because rumours spread throughout the school that they spent the night at the home of Lancelot, which caused many girls to glare at Sumika while boys looked at Lancelot in worship as news spread about the mysterious incident involving the three lords.


    Only the trio didn''t care because it was true, and in reality, some people were trying to cause friction between him and Guinevere.


    "Are they idiots?" Guin muttered, hooking his arm for all to see while sniffing his neck and enjoying the slightly sweaty aroma from his morning fight. "We literally take turns to fuck his brains out. Did they think this would affect us?"


    "Mmmm... Guin always hogs him for too long and sounds like a dying animal when she cums, though... ouchie!" Sumika mused before Guin chopped her head.


    "Maybe they thought they knew you well, Guin, but sadly I have already corrupted you into a lewd woman who loves big dicks, a total size queen..."


    Pah!


    Lancelot glared to the second-floor window, where he saw Arthur''s angry look as he groped Guinevere''s buttocks and kneaded her soft, elastic ass with a pleasant feel. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why only her ass... is it because she is fatter? Should I eat more..."


    Sumika whispered seriously¡ªshe knew how much Lancelot loved having sex with Guin and didn''t wish to change that so that he would pay more attention to her, but sometimes she felt inferior due to her petite shape.


    "I like how cute Sumika is, don''t worry." Lancelot soothed her as his hand slipped down onto her perky asset, enjoying the fluttering movements of her tight muscles each time they moved forward.


    Guinevere gave Sumika a wink to comfort her¡ªtheir relationship had grown more intense recently¡ªit seemed the two didn''t really feel that way and just wanted to trick Lancelot into caring and complimenting them.


    ***


    Edward and Laura met the trio at the door¡ªhis face was like a puppy wanting to tell its owner something, while Maria was also in the group but seemed to avoid directly looking at Lancelot''s face as she peeked towards his crotch and covered her face.


    I wonder what''s wrong with the little fairy?


    "Lancelot... your images were flooded onto the back forum again."


    "Hmmm? Again?"


    He looked at Sumika, but she shook her head. Instead, it was strange because he didn''t remember anyone taking pictures of him after that time...


    Did he forget something?


    "What pictures?"


    Sumika asked Edward curiously as Laura blushed and avoided her gaze, while Morgana was also curious as she couldn''t recall anyone taking photos of Lancelot¡ªespecially yesterday when they went shopping and came home to spend a wild evening together.


    "These photos..." Edward handed his phone over, showing Sumika a picture of Lancelot''s penis and her naked buttocks kissing his shaft sensually¡ªthere were several photos and videos posted of them last night, making Guinevere immediately cover her mouth to avoid bursting out laughing as Sumika


    "This isn''t my ass..." Sumika said before making Guin wake up, too...


    "It''s not mine either!?"


    Once that was said, Lancelot became curious too because the woman''s face was hidden, but the walls looked fancy, and his face and member were clearly shown...


    Who would go to these lengths to show Lancelot''s superior parts?


    Bang!


    Suddenly the door opened, and Evaine entered the classroom with a strange face¡ªshe looked at Lancelot with a red hue on her cheeks and didn''t bother to shout at people who were playing with their phones as she saw an image of the said cock and ass oozing with white cream.


    "Shit..." Evaine cursed as Lancelot suddenly realized who the woman was, sighing deeply while patting Edward and Sumika and heading to the teacher''s desk with a strange smile.


    "What do you want?" Evaine asked with a slightly trembling voice¡ªher eyes looked red and tired, her teeth clenched tightly as memories of that night flashed through her mind¡ªit was supposed to be a pleasant memory of her virginity loss, but it ended up becoming a regretful night after her phone was stolen the other day¡ªshe forgot she filmed herself being fucked stupid by Lancelot.


    "Nothing... just wanted to make sure you are alright¡ªif you need my help, make sure to tell me, don''t act tough. You know I am stronger..." Lancelot warned calmly as Evaine frowned¡ªit seemed she didn''t want to admit it... before her gaze softened, and he wrote something down on the pad on her desk.


    ¡ªCan I live with you until this blows over and we know who did it? I don''t feel safe, and they keep sending messages to my emails and home... Telling me to hurt you or betray you and spill your secrets. I don''t plan to, but they seem serious... Please?¡ª


    Evaine pleaded, revealing her fragile side as Lancelot saw she looked weak and helpless¡ªperhaps living with her wasn''t bad for this girl who needed support rather than being pushed away due to a video leaked due to her stupidity¡ªhe knew she was a little strange.


    "Alright, but head home with Guinevere and Sumika, okay?" Lancelot accepted, smiling as Evaine bowed politely, not teasing him or cursing as she usually does¡ªand Morgana secretly appeared from behind him with a smirk.


    "So... who leaked the naughty video~ huh?"


    "I didn''t..." Evaine denied weakly before Morgana poked Lancelot''s cock, which made her stiffen up¡ªthe beast became active due to Lancelot fighting earlier in the morning, making it pulse subtly yet strongly enough to make Evaine swallow her saliva.


    "Did it leak anywhere else?" Lancelot questioned calmly, patting Morgana''s hand away while the two spoke about details, causing Evaine to realize his member had become bigger¡ªthe outline completely visible through the thin cloth.


    She couldn''t stop her enhanced eyes from seeing¡ªeven the veins pulsed menacingly, tempting her to pull it out and suck the hell out of Lancelot right here in class...


    Shaking her head, she denied it, "No... there was only one IP and route, and it was located in the school, but the access is high... beyond my ability to trace it."


    "Alright... We will figure it out¡ªnow remember, after lessons end, wait for Sumika and Guin; they will bring you to our place tonight and stay there. Morgana... I leave things to you today, don''t tease Evaine, okay? Protect her if any trash tries to threaten or blackmail her."


    Lancelot walked back to his desk, seeing Guin and Sumika looking at their phones with wide eyes before the class became quiet, only for Sumika''s loud voice to cause the entire room to tremble, "Lancelot, why did they shrink your penis? It''s bigger than this in real life... Last night, it was so thick that my hands couldn''t wrap around it."


    This girl''s brain has become rotten!? Guinevere screamed internally, wanting to slap Sumika senselessly for telling everyone Lancelot''s penis size!


    Edward swallowed hard as Maria hid her face and bit her thumbs. The small fairy used magic to show the image to her, making the poor girl bright red. The other girls and boys didn''t know if they should laugh or cry, while Lancelot felt speechless.


    "Ahem... Miss Sumika, that''s enough of your sex life¡ªplease make sure to wear protection at least..." Evaine felt awkward speaking to her boyfriend''s lover... about safe sex.


    But she noticed someone in the back, one of the elite nobles who was dark and seemed angry for some reason; she noted it down to let Lancelot know later... He was one of Arthurs''s supporters.


    "Eh? But it feels great when it comes inside... so warm and thick... Ouch!" Guinevere couldn''t take it anymore and hit Sumika with a chop and sealed her mouth with some candy and her palm.


    "Sorry, instructor, please continue."


    Lancelot honestly just wanted to cover himself up and hide as the gossip of both males and females was a little rough for him¡ªtheir whispers about his crotch rather than his sword skill or prowess in battle made him feel shame.

 Chapter 138 - 25: Returning To Avalon

    Lancelot spent quite some time practising after lessons were over¡ªhe asked both of his commanders and even Ikumi to join in on the brutal training as he stood sweating heavily from the intense combat while the girls were no better with several bruises and small cuts from his wooden swords.


    "Master... why are you so angry?" Ikumi asked as Lancelot wiped the sweat off his body¡ªthe sun was not high in the sky as the heat became humid¡ªclouds covered the city as the smell of rain filled the air¡ªit seemed it would begin to pour soon as he sighed softly.


    "I don''t know... I feel irritated and angry for some reason, and it keeps rising." Lancelot revealed as Ikumi and Morgana listened attentively while Edward and Maria practised using their weapons¡ªtheir fighting style was different as she fought aggressively with magic and graceful movements, like a dance on ice, while Edward was like Guinevere in many ways¡ªheavy and defensive.


    "Perhaps you are frustrated at yourself for being weak..." Morgana commented as Ikumi nodded in agreement¡ªthey both believed he was angry due to the recent attack and fear of letting those precious to him get hurt. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Maybe..."


    "Wanna go another round?"


    He asked them, but all of them turned away and seemed not to wish to take part, causing him to feel a little sad¡ªhe shook his head and cracked his back before an unlikely person responded, "I would love to fight you without holding back, a real training session together... Master."


    Nuriel, a combat-type seraphim who loved fighting compared to Morgana in close combat, was several times stronger but lost to Morgana when it came to magic.


    This girl was strange since Morgana rarely trained with her and was weaker overall, but Nuriel agreed to challenge Lancelot.


    "Alright... let''s see how strong a seraph is¡ªwe can use swords and magic, right?" Lancelot asked since he felt curious about the seraphim as they rarely acted together, and she was quite a new troop of his¡ªonly seeing Nuriel before he nodded seriously.


    "Of course... I will use this... Begin whenever you are ready."


    Nuriel lowered her posture before creating a silver spear just over one hundred and sixty centimetres, while Lancelot used two longswords and stepped back, watching the six-winged angel carefully.


    Unlike Morgana, who liked magic and ranged combat, Nuriel preferred pure close combat with heavy magic attacks¡ªshe specialized in defence, unlike Morgana, who focused on magic, stealth and illusionary techniques...


    Like a flash, Nuriel appeared instantly, faster than Lancelot could see, as her spear swept out, aiming for his abdomen¡ªusing instinct alone, he used both swords to block while his divine eyes watched the incredible speed and force she hit with and timed the moment to flick his wrists to deflect her blow, and hit her with a devastating knee to her abdomen, causing a loud thud as he hit her plate chestpiece.


    As expected... She fights like a superhuman, unlike Morgana. Lancelot concluded, using one blade to chop at Nuriel''s legs¡ªwith a stomp, her body lifted into the air as she lifted her spear and blocked his second sword while swinging sideways, aiming at his neck¡ªstepping back, Lancelot deflected with his right arm''s black scales, the sparks getting in his grey eye as he closed it tight.


    "Damn..."


    Before he could curse, he noticed the spear tip flying at his eyes as he flicked his sword, smashing hers away, followed by a spin attack with his two blades aimed at Nuriel''s limbs¡ªit seemed like Lancelot got lucky as his sword pierced her shoulder plate, drawing a line of silver blood.


    However, Nuriel ignored it before copying Lancelt, thrusting her spear and elbowing his face, before twisting her body swiftly while using her spear tip to lift Lancelot''s swords and kick him in the abdomen¡ªthe sharp impact made him grit his teeth as he twisted his body and kicked her back, hitting her right arm as she blocked it, forcing space between them again.


    "Master... you, I want to do this more often!" Nuriel was strange, her body glowing with a golden glow, causing Lancelot to feel excited, too!


    She rushed forth, kicking off the floor violently with Lancelot meeting her head-on as both weapons clashed intensely, the shockwaves blowing the others'' clothes roughly, causing Maria to turn bright red, covering herself as Edward stared unblinkingly¡ªnoticing both Nuriel and Lancelot were injured but still eager to fight harder!


    "What is that power? Is that divine energy...?" Maria whispered¡ªas her fairy whispered into her ear, she noticed Nuriel''s body emitting strange energy, overwhelming Lancelot''s ether.


    "Tsk!"


    "Hah!"


    Nuriel seemed to have the upper hand, but Lancelot used neither his Dominus nor other powers; his eyes were constantly glowing, watching the seraph''s every move as their melee became brutally intense, causing both their wounds to become worse.


    "My lovely husband is too crazy..." Morgana spoke, watching both Lancelot and Nuriel display their fighting prowess¡ªit was the first time they had seen a seraph fight so fiercely!


    They clashed continuously, causing the wind to spiral around them, as Lancelot''s black scales began to cover his entire body slowly¡ªthe strength of a seraph surprised him greatly since Nuriel did not seem tired despite having dozens of cuts while Lancelot breathed deeply, struggling to keep up.


    "Strong..." He cursed quietly as Nuriel heard him clearly¡ªshe smiled brightly before attacking him quickly, trying to end the sparring match swiftly because she was bluffing! Her divine power was running low, so much so that her wounds stopped recovering a long time ago!


    Her eyes were no longer filled with pride and arrogance but respect and delight. Lancelot''s determination pushed her beyond her limits¡ªmaking her discover a weakness in her body! It felt wonderful to learn of her limitations!


    "Come, My Master!"


    Lancelot used all of his strength as dark wings spread out from his back, propelling his attacks faster as the two began to fight in the air, the clang of steel and divine energy fluttering with searing hot sparks of metal and divine ether¡ªboth their weapons shattered as Lancelot used his dragon scaled claws to grab Nuriel''s throat and punch her across the face.


    "Fufu~ master is a beast... look at you." Morgana grinned as Lancelot landed harshly on the ground, breathing deep breaths while slamming Nuriel down, pressing her into the wooden floor, almost snapping the enchanted planks with force¡ªhis wings disappeared as both fighters dropped their guard.


    "How do seraphim train...? Do you have a dungeon or something similar?" Lancelot asked curiously as Nuriel lay beneath him, breathing deeply with a silly smile on her lips¡ªthe others saw a strange light in her eyes that seemed odd¡ªEdward looked away with a cough as Maria blushed gently.


    Morgana walked forth, swaying her large buttocks with more confidence and sex appeal than ever after becoming a mother; she just ignored the sexual tension, tapping Lancelot''s cheeks softly, "Honey, you are bleeding everywhere... Come on, let''s bathe and treat our wounds."


    "Huh? Ah... Okay... sorry, Nuriel¡ªwant to go again later or tomorrow?" Lancelot offered as Nuriel nodded instantly¡ªMaria and Edward were shocked as Ikumi sat, resting her chin in her palms with a lazy expression.


    "Does Master want to sleep with Nuri-Nuri too?" Ikumi asked innocently¡ªLancelot froze awkwardly as Morgana laughed happily¡ªher naughty fingers rubbing against his shoulders as Edward and Maria seemed speechless... This girl was strange!


    "Uhm... Yes..." Lancelot answered truthfully¡ªMorgana looked shocked. He answered honestly while massaging his shoulders, making his bones crack and click into a place where they were broken or fractured from the fight with Nuriel. At the same time, Ikumi seemed depressed as Edward scratched his head awkwardly.


    "Nuriel, we should practice more¡ªI never fought a seraph before... but it was an amazing experience." Lancelot praised sincerely¡ªNuriel blushed brightly with her fair complexion and white hair shining under the sunlight as Maria, Laura, and Edward awkwardly left the room after watching both of them bleed all over the place¡ªthey felt dizzy just thinking about it...


    "Why are they flirting after beating each other senseless...." Edward couldn''t understand.


    "Eh... Lancelot was really sexy when fighting, the determined look and those muscles...." Maria, out of character, spoke out as the voices began to quieten as they left the area.


    Soon, it was time to go to Avalon! Lancelot held Morgana''s hand tenderly, along with Ikumi and Nuriel, teleporting into Avalon''s core! His home was now connected to the training area!


    Within Avalon, Morgana pulled Lancelot towards the bath¡ªseeing his battered body, she felt a little pain in her chest, while Nuriel was also pulled along, causing her face to turn bright red, seeing Morgana and Lancelot get naked instant, with Ikumi jumping into the deep, hot baths good for healing.


    Sumika was more polite and climbed in after showering her body, but all the women didn''t care about revealing themselves, as some even complimented their hair management.


    [Tyr has completely submitted to your punishment and is now loyal to your cause!]


    "Ah... I forgot I made her clear a path in the forest..."


    "Lancelot..."


    "That poor girl, she has been there for days... almost a week!"

 Chapter 139 - 26: Under Attack!

    Lancelot spent a short time in the bath with the women¡ªwatching them as they competed for his attention was quite amusing for him, who just enjoyed the back massage of Marimo, who was more mature and womanly now.


    Even her breasts seemed softer and more inviting. It felt like she was competing directly with Morgana, who became more mellow, leaning against him and gently hugging him close.


    "How is the current situation of the town?" Lancelot asked his Royal guard, who were kneeling politely in the throne room the moment he returned. Even Meru was wearing a neat uniform at the lead, looking at him with a strange look.


    It seemed he was busy preparing for something as Lancelot crossed his legs leisurely, wondering what the cute hare wanted to show him.


    "Meru reports there is nothing special, but everyone is doing well, Sir Lancelot... We also increased production speed and completed the first stage of the town''s infrastructure," Meru announced diligently with a strict pose¡ªeven Lancelot struggled not to laugh at the cute hare dressed up like a knight, acting as his secretary or clerk.


    The difference between the girl who was complaining and tsundere was great as he noticed her body became more curvy and realised she really was maturing just like Ikumi did.


    "I see¡ªmake sure they prioritise the defences outside the town, especially the east, as there are many enemies that would love to strike while we are unprepared or get full of ourselves."


    Meru nodded seriously, writing everything down diligently¡ªLancelot rested comfortably as Morgana giggled softly beside him, playing with her fingers within Lancelot''s grip tenderly.


    "Don''t worry about the east; we''ve been strengthening the eastern walls already, and most of the troops are spread along the forest, working with Guinevere''s Tiamat to keep the area guarded all day and night."


    Lumiel and Aya knelt beside Meru and gave a nod to this, causing Lancelot to relax, but he still checked the system interface and upgraded most walls to those with defensive structures, spending most of their wood, stone and gold.


    "Lord, may we talk to you about something? I think you should know about it." Lumiel asked as Lancelot tilted his head, confused as to what might be wrong¡ªLumiel was always mature and pristine as an angel¡ªthus, she was direct unless wishing for something special.


    "Sure, what is wrong? Please speak openly." Lancelot invited casually, leaning back as Marimo finished massaging his aching body¡ªher soft touch made him feel better as Ikumi played with Meru''s ears curiously.


    "We angels and the royal guards... We want to fight..." Lumiel declared seriously as Lancelot understood what they meant¡ªAya and Meru nodded in agreement with Lumiel while Morgana shrugged, leaving the decision up to Lancelot since she didn''t mind their involvement as long as they stayed safe. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Okay, let''s go find someone to fight."


    Lancelot was still excited from his duel with Nuriel, and thus, while she was silent behind him to the left, the opposite side of Morgana, he turned to her with a smirk, "Will you come too, Nuriel?"


    The seraph smiled gently¡ªinstantly summoning her weapon eagerly, causing Lumiel and the others to feel pressured as Lancelot rose from the throne, stretching lightly as Ikumi joined him.


    "Okay, just in time... It seems some idiots are going to attack our eastern defences because they mistake it as Guinevere''s territory."


    "Morgana, you stay here and rest, Marimo. Please look after her." Lancelot ordered as Marimo bowed silently while Morgana pouted cutely¡ªit was strange how she went from seductive and lewd to cute and mellow with a bit of cheekiness added. It must be motherhood that made her change drastically.


    Teleporting straight towards Guinevere and Tiamat, Lancelot frowned immediately as the sounds of clanging steel and the roars of monsters filled the forest¡ªfrom above the clouds.


    Looking around, he noticed the flames roaring intensely from below¡ªit seemed Tiamat was using powerful spells to burn anything in her way as Lancelot descended elegantly.


    With Ikumi, Meru and the others following closely, the angels summoned their weapons alongside Aya, who drew her twin blades fluidly with Nuriel, creating her silver spear¡ªIkumi didn''t use her spear today and just wore thick gauntlets.


    "Guin! Why didn''t you message me sooner?"


    "Ah... Lancelot...." The silver-haired vampire empress was currently fighting several strange monsters with four arms and sharp claws as they attacked her portion of the forest. Unlike Guinevere, Tiamat was using powerful fire magic and burning the enemies.


    "Please handle the north; they are coming for my people¡ª" Guinevere shouted as Lancelot waved his hands calmly, feeling bored as the angels took flight gracefully, charging the horde of strange creatures heading for the elven archers!


    "Meru, Aya¡ªkeep the area protected¡ªLumiel, Nuriel¡ªkill those bastards instantly, Ikumi..." Lancelot commanded seriously¡ªthe Royal Guard members nodded in understanding, using their swiftest and strongest abilities to kill the four-armed monsters¡ªthe angels created holy barriers and engaged the enemies in the sky while Ikumi charged straight into the crowd!


    With her gauntlets, she struck hard and fast, punching them directly in the groins before slamming her fists into their faces, shattering their bones and jaws! Within moments, Ikumi killed over twenty enemies, surprising Lancelot immensely!


    "Wow, Ikumi¡ªyou got so much stronger than before...." Lancelot complimented as he fluttered his wings and landed in the middle of the battle just outside the forest; looking around, he felt this was not a random attack, as the monsters were clearly trying to stretch Guin thin.


    "Die!!"


    A group of four armed monsters attacked Lancelot with their sharp claws, aiming for his chest¡ªgazing at them, Lancelot formed dozens of imaginary daggers and tossed them forth carelessly as they pierced the bodies instantly.


    While the monsters screamed painfully, Ikumi slammed her fist into them, finishing them instantly with ease as Lancelot sighed softly, "This is boring... Ikumi, you stay with Meru¡ªLumiel and Nuriel; focus on protecting the elves¡ªAya, please protect Guinevere¡ªthese guys aren''t worth my attention."


    Ikumi obediently stayed behind Lancelot, guarding him with Meru, who wielded dual blades elegantly, killing any strays heading for Guinevere¡ªLumiel and Nuriel flew high, using their powerful holy spells, creating an immense barrier to stop several aerial monsters from entering Guinevere''s forest while Aya sliced apart the enemies nearby.


    It seemed Lancelot overpowered them easily as he yawned lightly, conjuring several invisible blades and piercing the heads of the strange beasts effortlessly, killing them instantly¡ªafter realising they were losing, most monsters retreated as Lancelot cleaned his robes, shaking off the green blood dripping down the cloth.


    "Meru, Ikumi, collect the corpses..."


    He felt a little bored, but maybe Tyr would have something more fun for him to do.


    "Did they send such weak monsters because they underestimated Guin? Maybe I should mess with these idiots..." Lancelot muttered quietly¡ªMeru collected the corpses professionally while Ikumi nodded softly¡ªthey both disliked the idea of fighting weaklings!


    ***


    After collecting the corpses, Lancelot returned to Guinevere¡ªthe vampires cheered loudly as Tiamat exhaled deeply, resting with the elves peacefully while Guinevere welcomed him politely with a serious expression.


    "Thanks, darling~ come here."


    Guinevere''s atmosphere changed instantly as she hugged Lancelot''s body tightly, kissing his cheek and nuzzling him. After the bath, she moved to her village and found it was under attack¡ªthen, in a panic, she started fighting instead of telling Lancelot.


    "Guinevere... You need to inform me when this stuff happens." Lancelot advised¡ªshe smiled bitterly but was not remorseful for trying to fight on her own.


    He sighed gently, knowing that Guinevere was confident in her skills, yet her followers were limited in number¡ªwithout the troops lent by her beloved, there would be nobody guarding the north right now.


    "Don''t worry, I was just worried about you..." He smiled, kissing Guinevere softly on the forehead as Ikumi stuck close to Lancelot, pouting angrily, "Master~ I am here, too!"


    Meru shook her head helplessly as Aya kept watch overhead¡ªthe angels controlled the skies flawlessly and destroyed any intruders trying to escape while Lumiel helped Meru stack the corpses¡ªwhile Lancelot flirted, Ikumi glanced at Guinevere hatefully, wishing for the vampire empress to leave and stop sticking so close to her Master!


    "Are you okay, darling?" Guinevere asked as Lancelot smirked lightly¡ªnodding his head gently as he checked over Guinevere and looked to the dragon that kept giving him strange glances before turning away from him.


    Why is she always so strange to me now? Did the blood thing really piss her off that much... Lancelot wondered as Guinevere and Ikumi stuck incredibly close to him¡ªTiamat snorted coldly before leaving silently, transforming into her human form, ignoring Lancelot entirely.


    "Darling, thanks for helping my people~ shall we go celebrate our victory?" Guinevere smiled brightly¡ªIkumi rolled her eyes secretly, crossing her arms over her plentiful bosom, refusing to leave Lancelot as Lumiel and Nuriel landed with their faces beaming.


    "My lord, it seems the enemy is preparing to attack again, but the number will be much greater," Lumiel reported as Lancelot nodded¡ªGuinevere frowned as he began deploying orders to his large army currently waiting to help.

 Chapter 140 - 27: Crushing The Enemy.

    Lancelot''s eyes scanned over the huge expanse of land now visible thanks to the hard work of his and Guinevere''s Territory, but it was hard to see it all due to him not being the master of half of it.


    He wanted to ask her something, but how she took his words would affect their relationship forever, and it was his first time doing it despite planning to ask Sumika for the same when they had a moment to talk.


    "Guinevere."


    "Yes, darling?"


    "Come here, all of you leave this area and patrol the other walls."


    "M''lord? But..."


    "I can protect this part of the wall just fine alone. Go."


    After the second time, his voice ordered the elves and hares as they left the place, turning back to watch the scene of their two lords moving closer to each other with curious eyes and twitching noses.


    "Darling, what''s the matter being so serious?"


    Guinevere came close to Lancelot since they were alone.


    She hugged his left side like a habit as Morgana took the right side and Ikumi the back normally, her delicate fingers tracing along his cheek, watching him gaze at her with gentle eyes.


    "Will you become mine officially?"


    "I have been yours for so long already¡ªwhatever do you mean?"


    "Let''s make my kingdom our kingdom." His words were spoken slower and with a deeper tone than normal as both his hands lifted her chin, gazing at her strange face as her mouth opened and closed.


    They did start the process in the past, but she thought it was just for formalities sake and that he would never go all the way, yet he did, which caused her heart to thump.


    "You mean it?"


    "I will be equal to Morgana in your heart? No longer can you take her side all the time...!"


    Why is her lovely face so adorable when she''s embarrassed and shy? I can feel her heart beating so rapidly with deep, powerful thuds.


    "Of course, I swear."


    "Mmmm! Then... What about my ring? Hehe~ I''m kiddin¡ª"


    The next moment, Lancelot lowered himself to a single knee, pulling out a small golden box with the symbol of the Empire on the lid.


    "This ring is one of a kind and will only allow the true owner to wear it. I had these made in secret. Even the gods couldn''t have watched my actions."1


    "Lady Guinevere, please become my mine."


    Clack!


    A beautiful gem glistening with a deep ocean blue radiance, the sapphire matched Guinevere''s eyes perfectly as the platinum and mythril ring shimmered with countless engravements that were all words of love from the very heart and mind of Lancelot.


    "Y-you... This ring..."


    Warm tears began to spill from her eyes, slow, gentle teardrops forming into a stream of tears as she held Lancelot''s hands trembling, reading his messages, those only for her eyes. Even if the great god tried to read them, it would just be squiggles, but for her...


    It was a love note spanning the moment Lancelot first saw her in their first lives.


    "Thank you, Lady Guinevere, for enduring such hardships and putting up with me even when Iacked all tact and didn''t acknowledge the end you must have suffered."


    "From this moment," His finger took the ring, sparkling with the light of Avalon''s two suns like blessing their union.


    He slipped it slowly onto her left-handed ring finger... "We will face any end together, no matter if it is our victory or loss."


    Instantly after the ring fixed onto her hand, she kissed him and pushed the poor Lord onto his back as she entangled his tongue, sucking on it as if lost in a moment of insanity and passion, her tears were salty, but Lancelot would still say the kiss was sweet.


    He loved Guinevere regardless of what her tears tasted like because every single one of these drops came from the heart, and he cherished it more than anything else.


    "...You sure take my words seriously," Lancelot chuckled a bit awkwardly as he recovered from being pinned down by her sudden display of passion and affection.


    Her cute face only looked blissful as she released his tongue with a wet smack, "I wonder how serious you are about facing ends together?"


    Guinevere pouted with cheeks blushing red before she planted another kiss onto him... And then yet another... As the couple drowned themselves in their passionate kisses and embraced under the shadow of the two Suns, the world they knew was coming to an end, whether in their victory or defeat...


    As the pair''s kiss came to an end, the shimmering threat of saliva dripping from their tongues fell onto the green grass while both held each other in a warm embrace before suddenly they both saw a screen appear...


    It was the lord interface for those who owned territory, but they both saw the same screen, and both could interact with it.


    This was proof that Avalon had accepted their oath.


    Now, both of them would rule the entire territory, with only the troops being distributed separately.


    ? Combine Territory to create the Capital City Camelot and its surrounding forest, Sherwood forest??


    "Lancelot... if you accept this, you will never get rid of me, you know?"


    "Guinevere, you were a girl I saw as a naive boy and yearned for you to become my wife. Do you think I would let you escape now you are mine?"


    "Fufu, my husband is such a ladykiller... Sumika and Evaine... you might even do it with Rena, right?" Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Haha... how about you just kiss me and stop being doubtful."


    Guinevere began to fight him playfully as they rolled in the grass, no longer caring about the enemy attacking them and instead just embracing the moment of peace the two had at this moment.


    Because both of them knew that the attack today was the beginning of the end of their quiet days, and soon, the Empire would go to war with the Western Federation...


    "Mmmmm~ I will kiss you and dominate you, crushing my enemy!"


    The pair lovingly spent five minutes fighting, kissing and holding each other tightly as Lancelot pinned her down, forcing the young lady into a certain defeat.


    "Lancelot... My love, can you please save my parents... I... want to do it myself, but I lack the strength..."


    Her eyes were earnest, and the plea from her heart, but Lancelot only smirked at her before showing his silver gauntlet.


    "Little Guin, they are already my family. How could I let them die, all for the sake of the Guineverian Empire."


    "You''re so dumb! What Guineverian! It''s Brittanican!"


    "Hahahah! Let''s crush the enemy and make our territory bigger¡ªnow that Camelot will become a city, we both need to make a new village and a country!"


    "In the demon kingdoms or human..." She asked, kissing his neck tenderly, wrapping her arms around him and not letting him free until he told her.


    "Hahaha, well..." Lancelot played along and leaned close, the scent of grass, berries and Guin perfume mixing into a wonderful scent as he kissed along her neck to her ear and whispered. "I will take both."


    "!!!"


    "Greedy~ husband, but I like it!"


    ***


    Ten minutes later, both Guinevere and Lancelot were standing before the combined forces of both Lords with over seven hundred troops in total. The majority were armoured frost hares, with Marimo and Ikumi leading their respective troops.


    Lancelot didn''t hold back. He even brought Nuriel and all the angels from his Territory, along with the succubi and a portion of the kitsune from Sumika''s village.


    Meanwhile, Guinevere brought her three high elves who spawned from the half-elf tree, like magic, a hundred frost hares, and two hundred elven archers along with mages led by the elf, Almeidora, who became stronger from Sumika''s teachings.


    Everyone had armour forged by Lancelot''s most skilled blacksmiths, which were one angel, a succubus, a frost hare and kitsune, all of them forged together to make unique armour and weapons.


    This included Lancelot''s angel knights, and Guinevere''s High Elf Mages, Frost Hare hammer Warriors, Elven Archers, and the succubi, Sanguine Knights.


    Both Lords gazed upon their army and nodded. The feeling of unity filled their souls because they shared their Territory, and all of the people present belonged to, made both Lancelot and Guinevere feel warmth as their fingers intertwined. Standing at the front of the troops, Lancelot spoke clearly as his words reached all his subordinates.


    "My friends, today marks the start of the era where we live peacefully in our Territories and the beginning of a war to liberate our neighbours and have them serve under our banner. Our enemy isn''t a person, nor is it some nation, but the entirety of Avalon that shall become ours."


    "Meet your future queen, my wife, and second only to me, treat her equally to Morgana and heed her orders in my absence."


    Guinevere waved gently while smiling brightly, wearing a golden dress covered with armour matching Lancelot''s, both crafted by the angel and succubus smiths using Lancelot''s designs.


    Lancelot had added runes and magic circles onto his armour to make it more durable while remaining light and agile, and given Guinevere some protection in the form of his armour, as part of her damage would be transferred onto his, not only protecting her but giving the pretty lady a distinct look that matched his style.


    Seeing the troops cheer in joy for the marriage between their Lords made both Lancelot and Guinevere smile, but they had to kill their enemies first before they could hold a proper ceremony.


    "Today, we head out; let us kill those beasts, purify the corrupted, and seize their Territories for our empire¡ªForward!!"

 Chapter 141 - 28: Demon King

    The moment the shout resounded, hundreds of troops shot forward, running in their groups, and the succubi and angels flew rapidly to support them while Lancelot and Guinevere stood at the back, waiting for something.


    "Guinevere, can you feel it?"


    "I can feel something strange... two powerful units are standing within their army... maybe more."


    "Ah... just like Rena, their side has two demon kings."


    "!?"


    "But I am surprised they didn''t bring their Territory Leaders... or they don''t know the mechanic." Lancelot mused thoughtfully while Guinevere tilted her head cutely before nodding slowly.


    "Maybe they don''t realize, but it makes things easier... Did they perhaps think that Ikumi or the other units were the leaders and didn''t send their strongest units?"


    Lancelot looked at Guinevere with a smirk as she stood on the head of Tiamat in her great red dragon form.


    "Don''t take risks or show your full power too soon; if their leaders come, we might suffer a harsh battle if their armies remain. We don''t know how strong they are... After all, I never saw their leaders in full form before."


    "Understood, dear husband... oh... wait, I have something to give you." Guinevere blushed slightly and jumped down Tiamat while Lancelot watched curiously.


    "Close your eyes, hubby, ~"


    Lancelot did so immediately without thinking as his lips touched Guinevere, whose cheeks flushed red as she pressed her body onto his, her soft breasts rubbing against his chest before she grabbed his crotch, squeezing lightly and releasing a shuddering moan in his mouth as she rubbed his member hidden beneath his armour.


    Breaking the kiss slowly, her dazed eyes regained focus as Lancelot''s vision returned...


    "I hope you liked my grope of luck, hehe." Guinevere laughed teasingly before jumping onto Tiamat and flying off swiftly into battle as her words drifted softly along the wind to Lancelot.


    "Oh... by the way, hubby, good luck killing the enemy leader with that raging erection~ I will help you when I return, okay!? Fufu."


    Lancelot twitched slightly as he felt embarrassed, looking around the empty territory before quickly summoning his black and white wings and the protective black visor that gave his divine sight to both eyes.


    "I should probably cull the stronger enemies..." Lancelot muttered while spreading his wings wide, the sound of flesh bursting into blood echoing silently before he took flight towards the battlefield...


    All while completely ignoring that his face now how a bright pink lipstick mark, not hidden by the visor.


    Meanwhile, Guinevere giggled happily as she flew fast towards the enemy territory, commanding her succubi to ambush the enemy army''s rearguard while the elven mages chanted their elemental spells that battered the enemy monsters with fire bombardments, causing huge craters in the ground and blowing the monsters into meat chunks.


    The frost hare warriors formed ranks and began to decimate the enemy using their powerful thighs and legs to crush the exoskeletons of the monsters before carving them with their weapons with a ruthless glint in their eyes.


    Lancelot felt that after taking his blood, the Frost Hares were a little bloodthirsty and violent... and very erotic in bed¡ªwell, they were part of the rabbit family, but even worse now as they seemed to revel in killing and slaughter.


    She trusted Lancelot, but Guinevere wouldn''t be so lazy. When dealing with monsters that showed intelligence and planned attacks, she wouldn''t sit and watch. Instead, Guinevere would join her subordinates on Tiamat in the fight.


    There was a reason why she rushed ahead of Lancelot¡ªnot only so she could have fun and impress him but because she had a plan to use her elven mages to break their leadership, allowing the three women to stand on Tiamat''s huge wings, using magic to anchor themselves down, as they began to cast alternating elements to burn everything around the army''s commanders, stunning and halting the enemy movements. S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Guinevere also used Tiamat to pick up her succubi after they killed most of the rearguard, leaving just twenty units alive to run back and report to their masters.


    With her army supported by Lancelot''s troops, Guinevere decimated the first wave of enemies while Lancelot landed before the second army approached from behind her...


    "Tiamat, keep her safe."


    Lancelot stroked her nose, and she snorted, but the rejection seemed to be gone; maybe Tiamat just wanted him to treat Guin with respect and as much love as Morgana... as he shot forward, his flight caused several shockwaves and loud sonic booms as he attacked the second army along, with his dual swords, and the hundreds of purple blades dancing around his body.


    His swords danced rapidly and cut apart the monsters like they were made of paper, and the blades flying around Lancelot instantly stabbed through the monster''s weak points, destroying many cores as his figure moved gracefully while avoiding any enemy attacks, his armour able to endure multiple blows.


    With each movement of his arms, their entire bodies were ripped apart by beautiful sword lines, severing heads and limbs and slicing bodies into halves.


    The battle didn''t take more than two minutes as Lancelot finished slaughtering all the weaker units, and he was preparing to clash with the enemy leader.


    Suddenly...


    Two figures appeared, a fox woman with nine tails and a huge monster... with eight arms and several eyes gazing across the battlefield, before instantly they shot eight lazor beams towards Lancelot''s troops... a deadly red and black beam burning the air as his body flashed forward to stop them hitting his frost hares...


    Only to find his blades unable to block the beams as his eyes widened. Lancelot crossed his swords before him, but the impact of the eight beams forced him backwards dozens of meters as his feet dug into the soil...


    The beams began to melt his armour slowly, the sound of boiling flesh reaching his ears as his swords shook violently... Lancelot grits his teeth, activating his mana barrier spell to push back the beams, saving his frost hares in the distance...


    If the frost hares remained there, they would have all died...


    Yet the fox woman and monster didn''t give him a chance to counterattack... as her eyes focused onto Lancelot... and pushed her hand forward, creating a huge firestorm on his location¡ªthe black flames crackled before forming a huge pillar of deadly flames engulfing Lancelot''s location...


    As the smoke cleared, Lancelot''s burned body rose from the crater, his skin sizzling as his armour melted while his swords were broken, but his visor was still on and protected his eyes... naked and in a horrible state, he dragged his body forward, while Guinevere planned to support him, after eliminating the rest of the forces like planned.


    "Ah... you just had to attack out of nowhere, didn''t you."


    His gaze revealed his anger as Lancelot glared at the two humanoid demons, floating in mid-air carelessly... while he took out a healing potion to restore his body, gritting his teeth and panting weakly... Lancelot wasn''t known for being reckless unless he believed he could win...


    Lancelot gazed at his broken swords, sighing inwardly, tossing them aside as the fox woman grinned arrogantly... believing Lancelot was finished...


    "What a lovely ape... you have such a brutal cock. A shame we are enemies, or I would make you mine."


    "I don''t like to diseased women..."


    ?Dominus?


    But... Lancelot clicked his fingers... his wounds healed instantly, revealing a completely pristine body clad in blood red and black armour¡ªa brand new pair of swords appeared to be growing from his forearms like sharp black dragon scales as Lancelot smiled coldly¡ªbefore disappearing from their view, his speed shocking the fox woman as she failed to notice Lancelot flash behind her...


    Slice... Slice... Two cuts appeared on her waist as Lancelot slashed upwards cleanly¡ªtwo diagonal cuts opening her belly as the fox woman froze and teleported away¡ªonly to feel the pressure on her increased... the nine-tailed beast had four tails ripped off instantaneously, barely evading the other four.


    "Come back, woman."


    Lancelot''s hand pressed on her forehead, once again appearing in front of her as he slammed her down into the ground, forming a crater and splitting her skull.


    "How dare a filthy monkey kill Yuna!"


    The eight-armed spider monster roared angrily and shot its beams towards Lancelot''s head.


    But he ignored them and began slamming her head repeatedly... his fists smashing her into the ground while her arms fought fiercely against Lancelot¡ªshe punched his gut, making Lancelot spit blood... but Lancelot kept punching... cracking her skull open before twisting her head off with a snap...


    Just as the beams melted his armour and burned his helmet¡ªthe visor cracked severely...


    Splash


    His helmet broke, revealing a handsome face as Lancelot''s gaze grew cold before his swords sliced down... cutting her headless body into two pieces...


    The battle ended so fast... Lancelot sighed and picked up the fox woman''s body, ripping out her core as he pulled out his huge black sword¡ªlooking at the eight-armed spider-like monster who seemed to be shrieking in grief, he didn''t care.


    Broken Dominus, bloody body, but holding his dragon-slaying sword... Lancelot felt invincible.


    "Did you think I would let you live after trying to kill my lovely girls?" Lancelot''s deep, distorted voice, like a demon, echoed through the entire battlefield, the aura powerful and heavy, causing all the enemy troops to slow down as with each step towards the huge demon, his Dominus seemed to repair... or change...


    The armour became more demonic and covered more of his body until all that showed of his human body was his mouth, and his spine was now encased with thick dragon scales, forming his black dragon tail that slammed against the ground, causing deep cracks to appear.


    "You killed Yuna...!!!"


    "Oh, sorry... was that slut your bitch? My guy, she had the scent of over a thousand men on her body... are you the world''s greatest cuckold?"


    "Graaaaaaaa!!!"


    All his eyes began to crackle once again as the two began to prepare for battle, as instantly eight beams of destruction shot towards the strange Dominus form of Lancelot.

 Chapter 142 - 29: The City of Camelot Rises [1]

    The huge monster rushed towards Lancelot with its limbs slicing across the air with huge force, trying to crush and tear Lancelot with a heavy blow, but Lancelot effortlessly defended against the spider monster''s savage offence, deflecting its eight limbs and cutting them cleanly until all eight limbs were filled with sword wounds.


    "Graaaa Yuna!"


    In its despair, the huge body of the spider beast began to pulsate with Earth magic ether particles... causing Lancelot''s eyes to open wide with alarm as he dodged hastily...


    An earthquake erupted from its body...


    And an enormous magic formation began to emerge from underneath Lancelot''s feet as he frowned. The monster caused the ground to explode with huge rocks and spikes aiming towards both Lancelot and his army.


    Lancelot could avoid the danger himself... but he had to worry about his frost hares'' safety! He cursed and flew fast... protecting his forces before rushing back towards the beast... his sword shone brilliantly in the sunlight¡ªLancelot slashed downwards fiercely to kill it quickly, but a sudden flash of black light struck him...


    ?Terra Engorgio?


    A black flaming spider wrapped itself around Lancelot''s body... causing him to curse as he smashed the flame beast, breaking free instantly, but the earth magic explosion continued unceasingly, blocking Lancelot from killing the unit easily...


    "Gigigigigigigi Die! Die! die!"


    The spider began to dance, with a strange, distorted face resembling the fox woman, laughing as Lancelot felt annoyed¡ªas if mocking him... the explosions became fierce, and he couldn''t approach easily...


    Lancelot growled, realising his army was affected by the quake as well... he didn''t want to waste time¡ªso he raised his hands, gazing at the monster before grinning...


    "Stupid arachnid."


    The flames were suddenly absorbed by a black flame that flowed from the crocks in Lancelot''s Dominus, the flaming spider on his body rapidly withering as its Ether was completely drained in seconds, causing the spider beast to widen its many eyes fearfully as Lancelot smirked...


    ?Arc Flame Slash?


    He swung his blade as arcs of crimson flames cut cleanly into the spider monster''s torso... igniting its insides... Lancelot disappeared from its view instantly, reappearing above the monster...


    ?Phantasmal Swordsmanship?


    Instantly, hundreds of swords pierced its entire body, Lancelot smiling coldly as he held his sword firmly in both hands before stabbing the spider monster''s head... cutting it straight down the middle as he fell from the sky...


    ?Whirlwind Slash?


    His voice echoed softly, slowly, as his body fell¡ªhe began to twirl around, with a beautiful and magical aesthetic slicing across the body of the monster, tearing its flesh and igniting it in flames as the spider monster''s body burned into ash in an instant...


    Lancelot dropped to the ground as a huge amount of Ether entered his body from the two defeated generals; it seemed their lord was likely extremely powerful as he crushed the token to claim land instantly before falling to one knee.


    I was too confident¡ªmy training slacked... There are many threats in this world... Demons who have been in Avalon for decades... Humans with more armies and connections than you could imagine.


    I need to become stronger... If I''m defeated¡ªCamelot will fall... Lancelot vowed strongly before raising his head to see Guinevere flying towards him happily, standing on Tiamat as Lancelot''s gaze softened.


    For these women, I need to put more effort... My sword and body need to ascend to the next level.


    Looking at the frost hares cheering loudly, his victory boosted morale and won the first phase.


    The land outside of Sherwood forest was now his and Guin''s, allowing them to build a forward defence against the huge collection of demons to the east.


    But Lancelot knew that fighting on three fronts would be deadly and thus needed to increase his hold on the southern human city and village.


    Too much work, but I must push onward.


    "Guin, can you make sure the girls get rest as soon as possible?" He asked, hugging her tightly as she leapt off Tiamat, who restored her fiery redhead form, watching the pair holding each other with a passionate kiss to celebrate victory.


    "Of course I can, how are you... so much blood and your armour."


    "Nnnn, I just got a wake-up call that was needed badly. I might be strong for a first year, but many things could crush me with one blow..."


    "I plan to start intensive training daily from now on¡ªyou are welcome to join me."


    Guinevere nodded slowly as Lancelot cleaned himself while his armour dropped to the ground, crumbling into dust, as his coagulated blood and wounds began to bleed again¡ªhe kissed her neck passionately and spread his tattered wings wide, flapping them slowly as if to keep himself standing.


    "I have to return to Camelot and apply the changes... and upgrade to a city... otherwise, the enemies who attack can just take our land away easily."


    Lancelot''s arms fell weakly as Guinevere felt worried, holding him against her body, trying to heal him as much as possible, but his body seemed too exhausted to recover... "Tiamat... can you please take Lancelot to Camelot?" She looked to her trusted commander with a soft voice and worried, flooding her lovely blue eyes.


    "T-That bastard... what if he tries something funny!?"


    "Then let him..." Guinevere joked, causing the redhead''s face to turn red as she kicked the ground and pouted once again, transforming into her dragon form and grabbing Lancelot in her arms, as his eyes looked faded and weak.


    "Thanks, Guinevere..."


    "Don''t worry, you fought hard. No, let your wife take care of everything."


    "Ikumi, gather your unit and help search for any leftover monsters and eliminate them. Marimo, can you make a small defensive..."


    The voice of Guinevere faded as Tiamat shot into the air, flapping her huge wings to take off into the air and head towards Camelot. As she flew high in the sky, Tiamat glanced at Lancelot''s naked body... biting her lips before closing her eyes and focusing on her mission.


    Tiamat arrived quickly in Camelot, landing safely before placing Lancelot down gently.


    She was about to leave before she paused¡ªher gaze looked at his wounded body, filled with so much damage, and she couldn''t bear to leave him here.


    Returning to her human form, she lifted him in her muscular arms and carried him to the huge black throne in the centre of his black citadel, now swirling with a huge amount of Ether to be distributed to all the troops.


    "Why are you so annoying..." Her husky voice filled the room as another dragoness entered with a dirty body and messy hair... it was Tyr who was finally set free and accepted into his forces.


    "Hmmm... a filthy black dragon whore."


    "What? You wanna go, you ginger dragon!"


    Tyr walked over casually as Tiamat narrowed her eyes but ignored her¡ªthe ginger beauty rolled Lancelot over slowly, stroking his wounds and frowning, but then suddenly Tyr pushed her away as she started kissing his body... licking him slowly...


    Tiamat averted her eyes as she didn''t realise that Lancelot''s wounds were too severe for regular recovery potions... Tyr began sucking his wounds... her tongue flicked before swallowing his blood¡ªa demonic skill passed down from ancient black dragons...


    Drinking blood allowed black dragons to absorb a portion of the opponent''s Ether¡ªbut it also allowed them to restore their kin''s wounds¡ªher eyes closed as she began to treat the huge gash across his chest that refused to heal, her long red tongue sliding along the bloody wound and flicking away the dirty black residue from the spider monsters attack.


    "Anti-clotting, anti-healing... necrosis... ether drain... My black dragon emperor... why let some inferior monster do such horrid things to your body?" Tyr purred sensually after analysing Lancelot''s condition before she sucked his wounds once again, her tongue rolling around his body sensually, causing Tiamat to grit her teeth but close her eyes to ignore her.


    "Even I can treat such injuries... fufu, I shall have you lick me in different places later to make up for it."


    "Damn perverted black dragons! Always about sex and lust!"


    "Shut up, you red bitch! Or I''ll show you how amazing our emperor tastes later... his ether is far purer than anything I ever tasted... ahhh..." Tyr moaned seductively as Lancelot''s wounds finally closed and his breathing eased¡ªcausing Tiamat''s heart to sigh in relief as Tyr licked her lips slowly before wiping away the residue blood...


    "Such a lucky man... your ether is so delicious¡ªfar better than anything... but why do you not use your dragon blood, only using your inferior demon blood?"


    "Can you just shut up, Tyr!?" Tiamat snapped furiously as Tyr giggled playfully... her eyes flicked, and she vanished from Camelot... Like misty shadows, her body was gone.


    "Hmmm... so the Red Dragon is attracted to the last male Black Dragon, how cute... such an old woman wants to mate with a young boy~ lewd dragon."


    Tyr appeared within Sherwood Forest as her gaze gazed at the remaining frost hares working alongside Guinevere as she commanded them and prepared defensive fortifications... the black beauty grinned excitedly before returning to do the same thing she did near Sumika''s territory.


    "If only I could drink your black dragon heritage directly from that huge thigh... Fufu~ let''s clear the land and make him praise me." S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The black dragoness had been brainwashed by her first defeat and now did common farming and lumberjack work without care.

 Chapter 143 - 30: The City of Camelot Rises [2]

    The entire region under the control of Lancelot began to rumble as he was sitting on his throne, slowly recovering from the long and harsh battle with only Tiamat in the room looking at his face while he began to twiddle with the Lord''s display and ignored her.


    ?Lady Sumika had transferred her rights of Lordship to you in exchange for becoming your consort.?


    ?Do you Accept??


    ?Convert Territory into a City?


    ¡ªWarning! Damage to terrain and slight changes will be made. Make sure to have no ongoing battles and prepare for an upgrade.


    His divine eye was perfectly fine, while his demon eye was a little blurry, so he closed it and pressed the activation button.


    "Phew... Let''s see, we have a lot of wood and stone. Let''s update all walls in the entire Territory to the enchanted Blackstone used in the citadel..."


    "Tiamat, can you help me stay still... the entire territory is about to become a mess."


    "Hmmm?" Her nose snorted, but her body quickly appeared beside him as a sudden roar sounded from the depths of the land before the shaking worsened, causing the walls and citadel to shudder and tremble.


    A huge earthquake began to fill the lands of Lancelot, Sumika and Guinevere. The first change was how the territory walls all became a black, sleek stone like marble but strong enough to take the blow of a Demon King''s full power attack ten times in a short period.


    He was making even the basic defensive walls of their villages extremely strong.


    Soon, cracks formed across the land as though something underground was moving.


    "Why do I need to get my wife and move further away?" He smiled wryly as Tiamat hugged him tightly against her body while her head peered at his expression.


    "It''s rather large. Won''t others detect this anomaly and head to attack you?"


    Lancelot, with his head pressed between her huge bosom, almost smothered by the silky smooth marshmallows, nodded.


    "This isn''t normal. Most upgrades to Territory happen overnight without anyone feeling anything... But if you do them all at once... Well, there are two choices. Either keep it active over a few weeks, but then other forces might suspect that you''ve found a large dungeon or mine... Or just do it all at once.."


    As he said this, Tiamat laughed lightly as the walls shuddered and rumbled as they were repaired with Blackstone and reinforced until the tremors reached deep within the land.


    Cracks began to form under the houses and citadel; people began to panic and rush away as the cracks turned into fissures that spread far out and connected until suddenly Lancelot''s Territory looked like it was divided into two massive sections that rose slowly into the air!


    Then the land became larger, and his farmland doubled, just like all four sectors and the huge mass of land outside his Territory... Sherwood forest tripled in size, with the tree count doubling at least.


    As for Guinevere''s village, it grew to the same size as a town and had huge walls on all sides; what was even more special with the upgrade was the massive wall that wrapped around the entire Territory, not just the city.


    Lancelot had emptied most of his wood, gold and stone to make this happen and planned to add another two villages in the spots of empty land that were formerly neutral that now became his as increasing his main Territory to a city increased its range and domain by more than ten times.


    An ordinary territory upgrade would double in size at most... but Lancelot didn''t care much; after all, his goal here was to survive and thrive.


    What mattered was... He just added 150 kilometres to the diameter of Sherwood forest and quadrupled Guinevere''s Village, which also allowed it to upgrade to a city in the future. The distance between him and her place was much further, though.


    Though the increase in the size of Sherwood forest could be detected... Lancelot had secretly used his energy to create a veil-like effect that caused everything outside his Territory to view the region as ''Mountainous'' while it was vast plains with forests and a small lake to one side.


    This was the main reason he didn''t recover fast enough, and now the black dragon mountains were also his Territory thanks to Tyr submitting to him, so they became special, filled with Blackstone, iron, mythril and countless veins of magical and rare ores along with doubling in size.


    Now, his Territory was one of the most luxurious of the lords below forty years in Avalon.


    "Won''t this make you a beacon for the enemies to target?" Tiamat was confused before his hands began to wrap around her waist as if natural.


    "I plan to have Guin and Sumika remain in the capital city and defend here, while for the outer villages and towns, I will leave to you, Tyr and myself... Is that okay?"


    After saying this, Lancelot kissed Tiamat''s cheek, and her face flushed slightly; she quickly woke up from his actions, feeling his hand squeezing her ass before she pushed away. "Hey... I am not yours but Guin''s... bastard..."


    She muttered cutely with her cheeks reddening slightly as Lancelot smirked faintly as though he could read her mind; he leaned in the arm of his throne with his legs crossed with a smirk."


    "Since Guin is my wife, you should accept me as your master already. Didn''t it feel good in my arms?"


    "Shameless...!" Her body burst out flames, and Lancelot just shook his head; though her face seemed cold and indifferent, he knew her heart wasn''t rejecting him as strongly anymore.


    The bond created by sharing bloodlines was taking root in her heart, whether she liked it or not. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So he would keep working on her with different approaches until she served him like Tyr. "I see, but Camelot needs an honourable Red dragoness to be its protector."


    "....Hmph! I don''t serve humans! And you are just a weak brat," She huffed and sat back down on the ground like a puppy with her tail flailing slightly with a hint of reluctance at the words he spoke.


    But Lancelot didn''t mind because he could see the smile on her face as she turned around and knew that she liked that thought. He would make sure to have Guin mention it again in the future.


    "Do you want to go and see the Territory together? Some pesky bandits or monsters might be trying to sneak in and attack."


    "...Fine, only because Guin asked me to protect it, nothing else." She replied grumpily, but Lancelot got up and smiled wryly as she walked beside him.


    "Get on then, stupid man." Her seductive body transformed into a giant draconic form reaching above the walls where he stepped on her wing tip and leapt onto her back, grabbing ahold of her hard red scales with a smile, as her speed caused them to almost teleport outside the citadel and into the distance among the clouds.


    ****


    ? Eastern Demon King''s Throne?


    "Tell me, what was the tremor that happened soon after we lost Yuna and Garath''s life signals, Terence?"


    In front of a Demon King whose eyes radiated pure red energy that showed a small white skull on his left was a nervous middle-aged human who stood on one knee with his head bowed deeply and refused to look upwards due to fear.


    The throne was covered with black obsidian stones, and the roof was adorned with a huge, fearsome demon head statue with horns stretching meters long that held a spear in its jaws towards the man.


    Every servant needed to bow deeply or kneel when they arrived near the Demon King, and any who failed to do so would find themselves on a guillotine instantly, regardless of status.


    "My king... according to our scouts, it seems as though there was a powerful dungeon breakthrough and expansion underneath a newly appointed young Lord called Lancelot."


    "Him...?"


    A frown appeared on the demon''s face; the council mentioned this youth due to the human lords who served as pigs and dogs for the Western demon lords. "The sword dancer already has a city-level territory and killed both Yuna and Garath?"


    "How many of his forces did you murder in return? What of his commanders?"


    "King... We lost over five hundred men to him alone, and after they appeared dead, we found the bodies missing heads and limbs. His commander was a strange Black Knight clad in armour similar to ours... A Demon... Then his other is a seraph, who crushed over three hundred in the battle..."


    "The lord himself... was something beyond a human... he was more of a demon king..."


    The man shivered upon remembering that horrifying creature that killed Yuna and Garath without hesitation after wiping out those weaker demons, which shocked him greatly.


    "Hmm... How many forces does he have?" Asked the demon king, showing his interest in this youth.


    "...We managed to track his army of more than seven hundred frost hares... strangely, they are not sick and are more powerful than the average demon footsoldier. Then he has a smaller number of strange succubi that rely on magic and combat, not their charm... numbering around two hundred, while the amount of angels barely reaches thirty."


    "It seems that the fearsome woman with a golden spear is his ally and has more than four hundred half-elf archers..."


    Terence continued listing Lancelot''s forces until finally, the Demon king frowned at the lack of numbers; it was clear that he was weak despite defeating a mid-tier demon lord.


    "Did they manage to kill off these frost hares?" He asked, and the man felt chills at the memory of that scene where their forces were like cattle...


    "N-No, my Lord... there were less than ten casualties in total... The Lord himself blocked the attacks that would have killed many of them with his own body..."


    "Lord Lancelot somehow healed his forces quickly while using skills that allowed them to heal faster, and... they showed no weakness nor injury at all, even when fighting us several times as we tried to destroy their food reserves."


    Upon hearing this, the Demon king laughed loudly, his face no longer worried, as he peeked outside to the army with more than ten thousand orcs, demons and ogres... nothing compared to the ones from before.


    "He would use his own body to protect mere pawns... What a very human-like action... Hahahaha!"


    "Sargosa, come!" A huge deformed troll with three heads stepped forward, holding a huge axe and magical staff in his arms¡ªwhile not kneeling to the demon king, he clearly showed respect.


    "Crush him with five thousand of our strongest units... Crush his pride, destroy his vanity and kill ALL of his troops."


    "Y-Yes!" The kneeling human disappeared upon the order, leaving the Demon King to laugh wildly.


    "Such a tiny human... thinks he can fight me? Lancelot... Sooner or later, I will kill you and mount you as a trophy..."


    The demon king looked to the darkness surrounding his Territory and smiled, hoping the human lord could evolve more... "Fight Sargosa, don''t disappoint me, and I''ll send one of my commanders next. Not just a mere captain or vice-captain."


    That''s right... Yuna and Gareth were just Vice-Captains...


    Hell was approaching Lancelot slowly, and he had no idea of the demon he had provoked, a demon that would normally have been in the spot he was because of the changes in time¡ªhe was instead moved to the Far East.

 Chapter 144 - 31: A Foreboding Feeling.

    Lancelot was standing on the walls of his huge citadel, watching the changes in his territory with a feeling of pride now bigger than his past village and filling him with a sense of accomplishment.


    His eyes watched the Succubi and Frost Hares playing near the distant walls several kilometres away. Each of them hauled wood, stone and other materials from the huge forest and new mines that suddenly appeared when the territory was upgraded to city-grade.


    "They look happy... I want to do more for them all."


    He flicked open the Lord store and began looking for entertainment buildings, only finding a bar or a more fitting one that was more of a song-house with alcohol and then a place where they could get a relaxing spa treatment.


    "Let''s build these for the women and make a system for all the hardworking girls to enjoy the benefits."


    Stepping off the wall, he dropped to the ground like a meteor before his black and white wings flapped rapidly, sending his body flying into the air, tearing through the sky as he began to survey his new land and make plans in his mind.


    ***


    Two hours after he left the citadel, the others began to return and start relaxing, but Lancelot was still enjoying his flight around the Camelot territory.


    Feeling the cool breeze blowing past him, his body began twirling in the air as he became deep in thought.


    Should I make a name for the borough or start thinking of a country name... screw getting one over on Arthur¡ªI want it to resemble my journey and path...


    He began to swoop down to find Guinevere, Nuriel, Ikumi, Marimo and Meru standing on the citadel walls, waiting for him in their casual attire.


    "Welcome home, My king!"


    "My King! Welcome home."


    Following Guinevere''s greeting, they all began to kneel and bow to him, the entire army of over seven hundred all in their light armour and outfits, causing Lancelot to feel something he hadn''t felt in his life...


    He landed as Morgana''s soft body wrapped around him, hugging him gently as she wore a long black dress with a black crown on her head¡ªno longer did she act seductively but more motherly and warm.


    "Welcome back, my love. You fought so bravely¡ªwe have all seen just how you put your body on the line."


    Her gentle hands swiped across the air, forming a small video screen that showed the battle of him fighting the vice-captains and then blocking the blast that would have killed at least a hundred frost hares...


    He felt a little shy to be acknowledged... That was what he didn''t have in the past, and now he finally felt it... Thanks to the wonderful women and troops now looking up to him like their Lord, king or god.


    "Come, let us celebrate. I know you are already planning for the future, but my love, you must take this moment to let the troops celebrate and rest."


    "I agree, my king. You deserve the rest, too." Nuriel''s stern voice was strange, as she gave a rare smile.


    "Then we have to train twice as hard together in the morning. I want to fight you and all your sisters in the future. My sword must evolve!"


    "You... My king..."


    "Okay~ stop flirting with the Seraph, or she will steal you away. Sumika is helping the cute fox troops to make a huge meal for you. Please, enjoy it."


    A rare blush showed on their face of Nuriel as he realised this girl must be like him... She was a battle idiot!


    The women, led by Morgana and Guinevere, led him towards the citadel entrance, with Marimo facing the troops.


    "Today will be a day of relaxation¡ªthe guard rota will be shortened¡ªmake sure you visit the grand hall to enjoy the banquet before you head to your posts. The Lord wants you all to know he is happy with all of you."


    "Good work."


    "Thank you, Our Great Lord!"


    "Praise Lancelot!"


    Lancelot heard their loud cheering as he entered the huge black doors, and he shivered, feeling a strange feeling of joy and delight.


    I feel so proud... They put such faith and belief in me.


    Morgana held his hand tighter, seeming to feel his feelings and smiling gently as she kissed his cheek.


    "You look so happy, but you know the goblins felt the same way, right? They just didn''t know how to express it to you as a human well... but the word they used to call you. Meant Great King in the ancient goblin tongue."


    "Eh?"


    Lancelot felt like he was suddenly hit with a huge bullet.


    She changed forever as she giggled, kissing his lips and pulling him towards the main hallway filled with the scent of food.


    To think they felt that way and I never tried to learn their language to realise I wasn''t just a human lord for them...


    Now he truly understood what it meant to be a lord, and he wanted to become better, improve himself, get stronger and give these girls everything they deserved!


    He walked faster, entering the great banquet hall to see hundreds of frost hares and succubi sitting while Sumika stood beside two cooking stations.


    Each side was made to resemble a restaurant setting, giving off the feeling of going out to eat instead of inside his citadel.


    So many cuisines... some were from his world and the empire, while others were eastern, and then some seemed to be the frost hare''s cooking.


    Sumika saw him staring excitedly and smiled before pointing to several seats at the centre of the tables set for eight people.


    Meru jumped happily, leading Lancelot along with Ikumi as she pulled him to sit between two Frost Hare waitresses. Morgana sat on his right, while Guinevere sat opposite with another two frost hares, making Lancelot smile at them.


    Everyone else began to fill the seats, including Marimo, Nuriel, Sumika, Mirei and the frost hares he recognised. It was a very intimate feeling seeing so many of his girls gathered around him with no worries or stress... He knew they all put their trust and hope in him and his rule... And Lancelot planned to exceed those expectations!


    Marimo looked at Meru and Sumika before standing as everyone stopped moving and eating, looking at Marimo as she clapped her hand.


    "As the chief tactician and strategist of this Lord, it brings me joy to be able to announce our Lord has won numerous battles without a single loss or defeat. Each time, he fought like a beast against foes far more powerful than us all, showing why he is our leader!"


    Clapping erupted among the frost hares, followed by Sumika, Morgana and Nuriel clapping with smiles. Even Ikumi clapped as her ears twitched excitedly.


    Marimo lifted her goblet filled with wine and continued, "Please raise your cups for Lancelot Du Lac. Let us drink in celebration of not just our winnings but also our Great Lord, who defended us all against the enemy... Cheers!"


    "Cheers! To our Lord Lancelot Du Lac!""


    Raucous clanging sounded out as laughter exploded, followed by Meru wrapping her arms around his arm.


    "Master, here. Sumika and Meru made these dishes. We worked super duper hard!"


    "Thank you both; please tell Sumika to thank you for all this effort. It looks amazing."


    Meru grinned happily, causing Ikumi to shove her plate forward.


    "Eat mine next. I hunted them myself with Meru! We caught five wild boars today!"


    Seeing how competitive Ikumi was being, he turned to Morgana, who smiled softly, pushing her plate forwards. "Don''t worry about us; we will feed ourselves. Focus on Meru''s food."


    Seeing the delicious-looking steaks and other dishes, Lancelot wasted no time digging into the first ones served to him.


    Meru''s fluffy cheeks puffed with joy, watching him eat each dish she and Sumika cooked, feeling his joy with each bite. Everything was perfectly seasoned, juicy, tender or crunchy, causing Lancelot to sigh as he devoured them like an animal starved for days!


    This brought a bright smile to Meru and Sumika as Lancelot ate every last morsel of each meal placed in front of him, including desserts made by the frost hares using various fruits and berries gathered near the citadel. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Thank you, all! This has been the best meal of my life! Please continue enjoying yourselves; I am tired."


    He felt his stomach full from such a large quantity of food as Morgana pulled him away, taking him towards his chambers with Marimo, Sumika, Ikumi and Nuriel following behind them, with Meru yawning.


    Inside his chambers, Lancelot dropped to his bed and leaned back against the headboard, kicking off his boots as Marimo picked them up and lined them on the shelf neatly after cleaning them.


    "Girls... I fear that the future will be harsh... on you all." His eyes were glazed, slightly drunk from the fruit, wine and spirits.


    "Those enemies today were not commanders... they were mere vice-captains... I think my rush to develop has caused us to kick a steel plate."


    Nuriel took Morgana''s spot on the left as Sumika snuggled into his right while Ikumi and Marimo lay across his legs.


    Ikumi raised Lancelot''s hand before licking his palm gently and nodding, "We are family... We frost hares will hunt those bastards till death!"


    "It doesn''t matter what foe we must face. My king will grow strong enough to face them and win for all of us. You proved you can overcome any problem today, my king. Trust your tactician and strategist!" Marimo spoke first, causing him to laugh, ruffling her hair playfully.


    "Yes, Lancelot Du Lac¡ªno matter what happens, we will protect you, this land, kingdom and each other. Those foes were weak compared to us as a unit! So don''t worry and enjoy your victory."


    Morgana added with her alluring voice as she began to help remove his clothes slowly, with the help of Marimo as they pushed him into his bed and all sat around him with soft eyes.


    They could see his fatigue but didn''t want to leave¡ªthe weak Lancelot was just too adorable as he wrapped his arms around Sumika and Nuriel.


    "I''m so lucky to have you all by my side..."

 Chapter 145 - 32: Tempering His Blade/Bride

    Lancelot was standing in a training uniform, holding two wooden swords as the old male standing several steps away¡ªlike a typhoon locked inside a glass bottle, he waited, watching the young male before he exploded his accurate blade, cutting the air and striking three points on Lancelot''s body.


    The first strike was aimed at Lancelot''s throat; the second strike hit his chest; and the third strike struck the back of his head.


    The old male watched Lancelot''s movements as his eyes widened¡ªthe boy left handed sword blocked the strike to his head while he deflected the first and second strikes with a single swipe of his own before stepping forward with his right leg and thrusting his left leg into the body of the old man''s chest.


    With a dull thud, the old man stepped back, dodging Lancelot''s kick by rotating his waist and moving out of the way before he twisted his body and swept his foot towards Lancelot''s legs.


    "Hah!"


    Jumping to avoid the sweep, a sharp off-hand slash sliced the air aimed at the old man''s thigh. The old male deflected the strike and used Lancelot''s jumping momentum to stab him in the stomach.


    Pa!


    Wooden swords tapped against each other, and the sound echoed through the courtyard as both of them stepped back, their bodies filled with sweat as they breathed deeply.


    "Young lad..."


    "My Sumika....?"


    Lancelot lowered his hips, taking an offensive stance, with both swords pointed at the old man, his face serene and without worry or shame. "I love her and will marry her."


    The old man''s eyes widened before he smirked, and suddenly, his body began to grow, muscles bulging as he vanished from sight.


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Endless Shadow Strikes?


    Multiple after images appeared all around Lancelot, who paled before he closed his eyes and focused, breathing deeply as he calmed his nerves, listening to the rustling wind.


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    Pa!


    Wooden blades rained down upon Lancelot like a storm, but none of them landed as Lancelot avoided, parried, or countered every attack aimed at him.


    The force of each blow made him astounded! S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ALL WERE REAL!


    He focused on using his superior power to deflect the blades and aim to counter, but the old man''s speed seemed to have increased several times as his old, hoarse voice sounded once more.


    "Good.... Good! You want to marry my cute Sumika... then show me!"


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - Sublime Death?


    The old man''s figure became more hazy as he held his sword vertically while it seemed to become sharper and more eerie with each moment before he suddenly shot forward and turned into a pale mist.


    The air became stale, only the breathing from Lancelot now filling the room, as from the door, a beautiful woman with a mole under her eye watched the room with a fascinated gaze, the short Sumika watching from behind her back.


    Pa!


    A wooden sword pierced Lancelot''s heart as blood came out of his mouth, yet he remained standing, glaring at the old man before he raised his swords and attacked once more!


    However, there was no wound! This was just the images his killing intent caused!


    "Damn!"


    Lancelot fixed his posture as he took a deep breath; feeling the seriousness of the old man, he too began to display his best, and small dragon scales covered his body, not using the demon bloodline, but the dragon one he normally neglected.


    The eastern clans revere dragons, so let this dragon take your beloved Granddaughter!


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - Step Into The Void!?


    The former swordmaster''s feet and legs turned black, and his muscles seemed to become healthier and seemed like he was young again¡ªas he stepped forward, there was no hesitation.


    The old male''s killing intent rose to new heights as it oppressed Lancelot, whose mind began to waver until he remembered Sumika''s smile, and his eyes flashed with determination!


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Steps?


    With each step, he followed with a powerful slash, as if a dragon''s roar was contained in each of the strikes that were rapid and relentless.


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    His feet moved like lightning, and the world slowed down for Lancelot as his attacks accelerated, making the old man step back as he defended!


    ?Hotaru Murder Arts - No Man Shall Pass?


    The old male''s killing intent rose once more, and Lancelot felt himself unable to breathe as he felt the murderous intent of death itself, but he did not stop!


    Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!


    Blades clashed again and again as sparks flew until Lancelot felt his vision begin to fade, and his movements faltered as he coughed up blood!


    "AHHHHH!"


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Roar?


    The old man used a technique that backfired because the sound of his roar caused the dojo to shudder, but then...


    A roar shook the dojo as Lancelot''s dragon blood awakened, and the pressure on him lessened as his eyes glowed golden! His aura erupted, dispersing the old male''s killing intent!


    ?Hotaru Secret Arts - Dragon Claw?


    The old man''s wooden sword slashed three times across the chest of Lancelot, but because of his current change, he could see their entire movement, his twin blades knocking the attack off target and his right hand thrust forward, hitting the old man''s face.


    Pa!


    Lancelot cut the old man''s cheek, and he smiled before his killing intent vanished as he nodded.


    "Congratulations... I approve... you may marry Sumika."


    Pa!


    Lancelot fell back, exhausted as his dragon blood faded, and he lost his focus, but even though he fell, his hands were still clutching his swords, refusing to let go.


    "Ho ho ho... what a promising son-in-law." The old man changed completely!?


    He no longer showed any sign of rejecting Lancelot. Instead, he suddenly clapped his hands, "Can you bring some tea and snacks for the young lord? Our Sumika''s husband has come to visit."


    Sumika blushed before she ran to Lancelot, helping him stand up while the old man looked at him and smiled. "Come, come, rest here for a while... we can talk about marriage later."


    "First, we discuss the sword!" The old man and Lancelot''s eyes shined in sync as if they were blood relatives... only for the mother of Sumika to slap both of their heads.


    "Talk swords, always swords!"


    "Entertain your cute granddaughter and daughter!"


    ***


    The reason this happened was due to when they returned from celebrating, Sumika wanted to visit home after a long time...


    "Sumika... the maid said that you have been sleeping at that young man''s place?" Her mother''s seductive tone was husky and caused the innocent girl to shudder on the spot after she forgot about morals and the family rules due to enjoying sex too much...


    "M-Mother... I..."


    "Did you already do it?"


    "Mmm..."


    However, the expected punishment never came. Instead, her mother began to cheer and make delighted sounds... "Handsome son-in-law... he accepted our stupid daughter... ahh.... finally she became a woman!


    I thought we would have to care for her until we were old and grey!"


    Sumika was confused, but then her father appeared, looking at Lancelot with gleaming eyes. "Son... you must be strong, right?"


    Lancelot gulped as he nodded, "Good... then prepare yourself because that old man is going to kill you for sure..."


    Sumika paled, "Father, do you not approve of him!?"


    "No... he passed! With flying colours! But your grandfather is strange!"


    "Huh?!" Sumika was shocked, and Lancelot was confused... but then he realized why Sumika was always being teased by her parents when she visited.


    They liked teasing her!


    Her parents loved Sumika, and they approved of Lancelot as a son-in-law!


    Thus... the only issue was the old man, the former swordmaster who once fought against the empire and defeated them in battle before peace was made.


    "Oh... Sumika! Grandpa missed you so much!" The old man entered the room... but then he saw the atmosphere of his cute granddaughter sitting beside another man and facing both his daughter and her husband...


    "What''s this?" Her grandfather asked.


    Sumika''s mother pointed at Lancelot, "Grandpa... this handsome man wants to marry Sumika."


    "Oh... good taste!" The old man praised Lancelot.


    "But I Refuse!!!"


    Sumika paled; Lancelot frowned, and Sumika''s parents shrugged as they stood up, leaving the dojo. Sumika grabbed Lancelot''s hand, "Grandfather! Please accept him! He''s kind and loving!"


    The old man snorted, "Sumika... I refuse because I am testing him! If he passes, I shall allow you to marry him!"


    And thus... Lancelot had to fight for Sumika''s hand...


    But he knew from the start the old man was just like his daughter! The cute faces Sumika made when she was teased were too adorable!


    After Lancelot won, Sumika hugged him and kissed him, causing her grandfather to laugh before he walked away, "Tomorrow! We shall discuss marriage!"


    And thus... Lancelot would be wed to Sumika after talking swords, drinking, and chatting with the old man late into the night, learning many things from him.


    However... Lancelot forgot something important...


    Sumika was also like her family... and liked to tease him.


    This became evident when she purposefully wore erotic clothing, showing Lancelot that her parents gave her such clothes to wear to seduce him.


    She even had lace underwear given to her by her mother!


    Thus... Lancelot lost control and decided to ravish Sumika on her parent''s sofa, forgetting that her parents were nearby... thus hearing Lancelot lose control and having wild sex with Sumika, shocking both of them before they laughed and left, congratulating them and praying for another cute child to be born...


    But her grandfather was sitting in his room, biting his sheets in agony as her voice resounded through the entire mansion.


    "That damn brat... already tainting my cute Sumika... He better give me lots of cute grandchildren that love swords..."

 Chapter 146 - 33: Strange Atmosphere At The Academy...

    Morning in the Hotaru household was rather strange for Lancelot because he was used to eating alone or just having a few slices of toast, egg and bacon as the table was filled with a light Eastern breakfast with steamed fish, white sticky rice and a bowl of miso soup.


    He was extremely hungry due to training with her grandfather all morning since they both woke up. It seemed that he was in a bad mood because of the acts he and Sumika performed during the evening.


    There were other small side dishes with a few omelettes and sausages cut into funny shapes put on Sumika''s plate as she ate them with a happy face but making a mess all over her chin after letting her sauce drip from her mouth.


    "Sumika!" Her mother''s stern but gentle tone sounded as Lancelot was already leaning over with a napkin and began to dab the mess from her fried egg and tomato sauce away¡ªhe then folded the napkin and wiped the excess grease from her soft lips as she pushed them out for him like it was natural.


    "This girl... Lancelot, you don''t have to clean up for this monkey girl¡ªjust throw her in a cold bath and leave her be."


    "Haha, I''m used to it. She likes to eat messy things but always gets the mess on her face or clothes."


    Her mother''s eyes narrowed, and Nagisa smiled¡ªseeing the handsome young man looking after her useless daughter, she hoped that his genes and personality were transferred, not the monkey who continued eating without any worries, just like her messy grandfather.


    "Such a good boy... Here, have some more fish and sausage."


    ***


    Lancelot enjoyed the feeling of this meal as he helped Nagisa clean the tables and wash the dishes while Sukima, her father and grandfather were now lounging in the living room watching television.


    As he was carrying all the pants in one arm, putting them on their correct hanging pin, Nagisa mused to herself. "Such a kind and strong boy¡ªif only you were here every day, my life would be so easy."


    "Haha, you flatter me."


    The two finished cleaning a few minutes before Sumika had to leave for the academy approached as her maid entered the room and gave a light bow.


    Oh? It''s the woman from the other day who was following us in the car.


    She looks really tired¡ªit must be hard working with such a master who loves to wander and sleep at a man''s place. Lancelot thought to himself as he washed his hands and followed the two, greeting the lazy old men who secretly watched Sumika leave with doting eyes.


    "Lancelot~ last night was so good, hehe," Sumika shouted the moment they left the mansion, but Lancelot swore he heard the sound of things being thrown around after she spoke with a very sensual and playful tone.


    "Try to keep quiet, and there''s no need to shout that we had sex all night. It makes your grandfather and dad upset."


    A wry smile showed on the maid''s face in the reflection of the wing mirror, causing him to turn away and help the clueless diva into the back seat. S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hmmm... but I really enjoyed a night where I was finally the only woman in your bed!"


    That seemed to have stunned the maid who dropped the keys as she was going to start the engine like a horror movie, her hands shaking before I smacked the nose of the troublemaker.


    "If you stop talking about it on purpose. I will do it more often, okay?"


    "Hehe... Just what I wanted."


    ***


    Finally finished with toying with her entire family, Sumika behaved from then on. Only holding Lancelot''s hand tightly as they drove to school quietly.


    He received a message from Edward, Maria and Guinevere on the way, responding to them as Sumika peeked into his phone with a curious gaze¡ªthankfully, she didn''t complain or get jealous instead...


    Despite sitting next to him, she sent him a message and peered at him with her huge almond eyes until he replied.


    "We are here, young lady, young master."


    The maid announced as she parked the car and swiftly got out, opening the door for both of them and handing the small boxes filled with a light lunch Nagisa prepared for them before bowing and leaving once they got out of the car.


    Lancelot accepted happily, but for some reason, Sumika was pouting.


    "Why is it fish again... I always have meat for lunch... stupid mother... seducing my husband."


    Listening to her nonsense brought a smile to his face as they entered the gates, but for some reason, he felt a strange sensation.


    Something isn''t right...


    The magic around the academy... Many eyes are watching my movements, but some of the gazes are not living and seem to be dolls or statues.


    A powerful existence is observing me.


    Lancelot tried not to be obvious as he looked around with his divine eye while holding Sumika''s hand and heading towards the meeting point just outside the campus classroom gateway.


    He also noticed that it was not just the strange gaze but the second and third-year elites who seemed to be watching him more often than whispering to their friends, and all of them turned towards Lancelot.


    It was eerie...


    Despite knowing that his actions would garner attention, this felt strange, but he didn''t know how to explain this feeling... All he knew was that his new eye and race allowed him to sense when something dangerous might happen.


    That was how he saved his troops so many times¡ªthe battle the other day was the same.


    When the spider monster was about to fire its attack, he sensed the great danger to his body in the first attack, and then when it aimed at his troops, he ignored that warning to protect them.


    It felt like something above, something far above his power level, was watching him.


    I guess the decision to become stronger was right on time.


    Shaking his head, he greeted Guinevere with a smile, "Hey Guin, did you have a nice evening?"


    "Heh... how could it be nice when I knew you and this midget were going at it like rabbits all night!" She purred, hugging his chest, while Sumika pouted with a victorious smile as she held his arm with a proud smile.


    "Well, it was quite nice, but I didn''t get much sleep before her grandfather summoned me to practise from four in the morning," Lancelot admitted as Guinevere laughed at his suffering, but Maria arrived soon after and stood facing him with the usual cute look¡ªtoday, her hair was a light blue fluttering with ice, and her fairy seemed to be absent.


    "So Lancelot, did you enjoy your date?" Maria asked with a sweet voice¡ªit was strange because normally Maria wouldn''t speak when in front of others...


    The strange actions caused Lancelot to frown because of the strange atmosphere in the academy, so he was on his toes before he noticed the thin wings fluttering behind her with his divine eyes, their soft shape sparkling with silver dust as she looked at him with a smile.


    It''s Maria but also her fairy at the same time... So this is her awakened form... interesting. Lancelot thought as he nodded with a smile, reaching out and cupping her cheek.


    "Yes, I enjoyed myself very much¡ªit was fun spending time with Sumika even though her family tried to kill me."


    The girls all found it strange how he suddenly began to flirt with Maria, touching her face, but Lancelot could only smirk as he caressed her smooth skin.


    "Maria, how about you and I go on a date together sometime too? I bet your fairy friend would love that."


    Maria blushed but nodded as Lancelot leaned closer, peering deeply into her eyes¡ªthose innocent eyes stared back at him as he whispered for only her to hear. "Where is the real Maria, you naughty little pixie? Do I have to spank you before you return control to her?"


    She blinked with a confused face before Lancelot kissed her forehead and let go, stepping back as a red flush covered her entire body¡ªGuinevere and Sumika frowned, not understanding what happened, but Maria looked shocked¡ªit was like she didn''t expect him to figure out her game so quickly.


    The next moment, her wings vanished, and her formerly confident face of Maria turned bright red and began to tremble as she touched the spot Lancelot kissed¡ªbecause she was jealous, Sumika wrapped her arm around Maria''s back and held Guinevere''s hand as they began to run away.


    "Hmph, stupid cheater, Lancelot!"


    "Cheater? What did I do wrong? Hey! Come back here and tell me what I did wrong!" Lancelot cried out as the girls ran inside, causing the elite students who gathered around to watch their interactions to follow and whisper before they also disappeared into class slowly.


    What''s with those girls... Lancelot shook his head before Edward appeared with a bored face, patting his shoulder with a wide grin.


    "Hey, bro, how was last night? Did you and Sumika have a nice time?"


    "Why do you know about that?"


    Edward looked awkward before he took out his phone and showed a large page on the back forum¡ªit was a message posted by someone with the nickname "Sexy Ninja Girl", and it spoke about how she would be spending all night alone with her future husband, and there were several pictures added...


    Her face and all private parts of her body were hidden well, but he was on full display! Again, that little monkey had posted his nude body on the internet!

 Chapter 147 - 34: Gawains Deal???

    In the classroom, Sumika was trying to get Lancelot''s attention, but because of her posting images on the forum, he began to ignore her and instead talked to Edward and Maria, causing the cute girl to get jealous.


    Today''s lesson was regarding the choice of mentors and the deadline that was fast approaching for the first Ranking Tournament of the year. So, he needed to select his mentor by the end of the week, as did many of the elite students.


    This was a luxury because the non-elite were only given a shared mentor and coach, which meant their performance would be significantly lower.


    I almost forgot with how busy I was and the fact I wasn''t in the position to find one in the past...


    Who would approach me in the last days? If I were to win, the mentor would also gain a great benefit package and help from the academy to improve their territory for free.


    Most of the elite-level instructors became like demons in the last week... offering all kinds of benefits to try to lure their chosen students.


    Even Sumika has three teachers competing to take her on as a student, but she told me she chose an old female pervert who seems to be close to her grandfather''s rival, a female who uses the dual sword style and came here chasing her widower grandfather.


    The instructor''s name is Miss Fujioka, and Sumika said she has been interested in her grandfather for over forty years and wants to marry him¡ªbut her grandfather is stubborn and refuses her advances.


    She seems to be using Sumika to get close to him, but the crazy little monkey is happy to help and doesn''t care about her grandfather''s struggles!


    Guinevere was going to choose a member of her family. Alas, it''s great when your mother is the empress, and she can teach privately on a level beyond even Merlin could. She did ask if I wanted to join, but sadly... I was a little scared of her mother. That woman was too strong, wild and unpredictable!


    When I first won the chance, my target was going to be Merlin... But I''ve come to realise that there isn''t much I can learn from him, and his speciality is cowardice. Plus, if I do well, he will chase me down himself...


    So, I will pick the woman I want to become stronger and help advance further while there is still time.


    My eyes watched as Evaine began to teach the lesson, her eyes scanning the room before looking at me and seeming angry.


    "Alright, everyone, today we will be discussing the mentors you should choose. As you know, it is compulsory to pick one. You will not be able to participate unless you are selected, and those who fail to choose a mentor will be assigned one by the academy."


    Evaine explained as Sumika raised her hand with a smile, but Guinevere pulled her down as Evaine glared at her, "You will be assigned to a low-ranked teacher unless you can persuade another high-ranking instructor to take you in, so please consider this seriously."


    Sumika seemed to understand that she messed up as Evaine returned to teaching the lecture, but Lancelot was deep in thought¡ªif she was being like this now, would she really accept his nomination? It was true since he took her virginity, they hadn''t spent much time together...


    I really need to manage my time better...


    Unlike his other women, who were normally in the same territory during Avalon, Evaine could only interact with him at the academy. It made Lancelot feel a little guilty...


    After class, Evaine immediately left with her assistant teacher, ignoring Sumika''s cries as she waved her hand, running after her with Guinevere, Maria and Edward laughing at her behaviour as Lancelot sighed with a troubled expression.


    Maria pulled on his cuff, and she looked bright red. "Lunch... come?" The poor girl bit her cute pink tongue as she trembled, looking embarrassed, while behind her, Edward and Laura were shocked, watching with interest.


    "Can you come with me somewhere first? Maybe we could buy something light and eat together?"


    "Eh...Mm.... okay."


    Maria nodded shyly as Lancelot smiled, turning to Edward, who was giving him a thumbs up, before Laura slapped the back of his head, waved at him and mouthed the words, take care of her¡ªshe''s innocent! As the pair left for the cafeteria alone.


    Lancelot took Maria''s soft, cool hand as they left the classroom.


    He had grown a soft spot for this little fairy girl, and it seemed that when the fairy queen possessed her body, she remembered the things said.


    At first, her hand was frozen, but after they headed towards Evaine''s office, her grasp became softer, along with her deep breaths and rapidly beating heart calming down.


    "Okay, thanks for coming with me. Do you want to come inside or wait here?" He asked with a slow, gentle tone as if not to scare a trembling rabbit.


    "Mm.... follow?" Her beautiful sapphire eyes glistened as she looked up at him with her glossy lips.


    Oh god... I want to marry this cute creature!


    Shaking his head, he knocked on the door of Evaine''s office, only to enjoy the sound of her seeming to panic and start cleaning or throwing things around. After a few minutes, she finally said, "Come in!"


    Opening the door, Lancelot saw Evaine wearing glasses while tidying her desk, pretending to do paperwork as she looked at him with a flushed face and then at Maria, who clung to his cuff and frowned.


    "Yo, Evaine. I came to ask you about becoming my mentor!" Lancelot tried to play it off, ignoring the daggers from her eyes that made the poor ice rabbit tremble and hug him tighter.


    "Didn''t you already get an offer from Gawain?" Evaine asked with a sharp tone as Lancelot seemed stunned¡ªhe hadn''t heard of any such offer.


    "No... Gawain never offered me anything. Is there anyone else who would want to mentor me?" Lancelot asked, confused¡ªEvaine slammed her desk with a furious face, shocking Maria as she hid behind him while Lancelot remained calm.


    "Of course, there is an idiot! Why did you think otherwise? Gawain, Merlin, Me and many others are eager to tutor you! Don''t you know how popular you are?"


    Evaine exploded as Lancelot scratched his head and sat down, pulling Maria onto his lap and embracing her soft body as she calmed down.


    "Lancelot... Do you not understand how unbelievable it is for a first-year to wound a second year in their first week seriously?"


    " You might have been seen originally as another possible strong lord, but the actions you made... beating Arthur, crushing the nobles, seducing the princess... and defeating me." Evaine gritted her teeth as Lancelot patted Maria''s head, tickling her ear and making her blush as Evaine stared angrily at him.


    "All these actions made you stand out from the rest and become someone who all the top families are watching. The fact you are from an old Gaelic Noble house, a Duke house that has all the old nobles routing for you! To revive the old families. So why do you think you don''t have offers?!


    Idiot!" Evaine finished as Lancelot sat there stunned before Maria hugged his neck, rubbing against him as he patted her head.


    "Oh..."


    "It''s no Oh! Your life is in danger! The current nobles hate you¡ªthey want you dead, to crush you, no matter what... please stay safe in this competition because, for you, it will be a wheel battle, and they are going to try and clip your wings!"


    Evaine''s love and affection for him was obvious as she became more animated¡ªit warmed his heart and caused Maria to feel shy, but her eyes were serious as she understood something...


    Her family were new nobles... and her father might be one of the enemies, but she would NEVER betray her first love... Lancelot was too enamoured with Evaine to notice the subtle, slow changes in Maria as she watched him with a more convicted gaze.


    "I will ask once, why do you choose me? Is it because we''ve had sex, and you''re my lover?" Evaine seemed to forget Maria too because of how cute and silent she was, or rather, the fairy queen was casting a fairy spell to lower the tangibility of her master.


    It allowed Lancelot to focus solely on Evaine as he reached out, taking her hand, surprising the beauty who flinched.


    "Because you are the strongest teacher, and I trust you¡ªyou aren''t greedy and want to use me like Merlin. I have loved you longer than I can remember¡ªwhen I was in my lowest moments, you were there..." Suddenly, he stopped, realising he had begun to speak about the past and felt a little stupid.


    "Ah... and I died, leaving you alone, right?" Evaine asked with a sad expression¡ªLancelot froze, looking at her, who began to shed tears down her cheeks, causing him to feel confused... S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "How.... Why!?"


    "The moment you finished inside me, countless memories, thoughts and feelings seemed to sprout inside me... a world I hadn''t seen, territories and monsters that don''t even exist..." Evaine''s confession caused Lancelot to shudder. Did this mean it would happen for all those he was related to if he connected with them?


    Then what did Rena see? What did Guinevere see? He began to feel a sense of unease, wanting to know who or what it would affect...


    The scene of Maria dying would it be transferred? What about if he slept with Marianne, and she saw her tragic end...


    "Lancelot." A gentle, cool voice sounded as two soft hands wrapped around his cheeks, causing Evaine to look stunned as she forgot the girl was here!


    "Lancelot, don''t worry. it will be okay!" Maria seemed different than usual¡ªher eyes were glowing brilliant blue as she smiled, "Maria will be your ally if you will accept a noble whose family ousted yours."


    Maria''s declaration stunned Lancelot as Evaine''s eyes widened¡ªthis little girl... she is actually the granddaughter of Lord Ammon, one of the nobles who destroyed Lancelot''s family and pushed them into ruin...


    But thanks to her words, Lancelot could part himself from the tragic and twisted thoughts of what might happen in the future. Instead, he cupped her chin, confused at this cute little girl''s changes all the time. "You will become the shame of your family, you know?"


    Maria nodded with a serious gaze¡ªher eyes were determined as Lancelot was unquestionable, and Evaine could see it, causing her to feel a little jealous, but the change in this little girl was so drastic!


    "Then you become family?"


    She tilted her head as the blue glow began to fade¡ªher lips quivered, and her face turned bright red. Evaine could only watch as the shortstack with blue hair seduced her man so easily before her eyes.

 Chapter 148 - 35: The Enemys Error

    "Family...." Lancelot repeated those words as Maria nodded with determination.


    "Maria family with Lancelot... Mm... want!"


    "Oi, Lancelot, what''s with this little girl? Didn''t you say she was timid... Who is this bold girl!" Evaine complained, but Lancelot stroked Maria''s soft cheeks before kissing her forehead.


    "Don''t worry, Evaine. Maria is Maria¡ªjust a little shy and cute ice fairy." Lancelot comforted Evaine as Maria giggled with a happy smile before leaning against his chest and closing her eyes.


    "Tired... nap time...." Maria muttered as Lancelot looked at Evaine, who was glaring at him¡ªhis heart began to beat faster as he realised...


    She was jealous... of this little ice fairy!


    "So, Evaine, does this mean you will mentor me, or should I just find someone else?" Lancelot teased as Evaine pouted and threw a pen at his forehead, causing him to wince, but Maria protected him with a layer of ice while sleeping, surprising the beauty as it flicked back at her.


    "Stupid boy¡ªof course, I will mentor you, but don''t think I will go easy on you! I know you are extremely strong so I will train you so hard; you wish you had picked Merlin!" Evaine huffed as Lancelot chuckled¡ªMaria snored lightly as she rubbed her soft, cold cheeks against his shirt.


    "Good... then I will work hard to make you fall for me again!" Lancelot confessed as Evaine blushed¡ªshe coughed before typing something on her laptop, signing documents, and pushing them towards him with a red face.


    "Get out... damn player...." But his hand grasped her''s before she could push him away, "Let''s go on a date tonight. You can choose the place, so stop being mad, okay?"


    Evaine''s angry face faltered before she gave a slight nod as Lancelot smiled, standing up with Maria in his arms. "Pick me up at eight?"


    "Whatever... just go before I hit you."


    ***


    Upon leaving the room, the little ice fairy queen fluttered her wings and danced around Lancelot''s head before sitting on his shoulder as the cute Maria began to flutter, her little blue eyes filled with crystalline ice tears.


    "Did Maria sleep well?" Lancelot asked with a caring tone¡ªMaria nodded as her cute mouth opened and yawned, showing her tiny white teeth before stretching and clinging to his neck, hiding her face in his collarbone.


    "Why am I in your arms?" She asked, seeming different from the girl in the office, as he gathered once again the naughty queen on his shoulder had used fairy magic to let the poor girl act as she wished in her heart.


    "Mmmm, because you are a cute little ice fairy, and I was too warm."


    "Oh... okay... Nn. Are you cool now?"


    Lancelot chuckled, patting her adorable fluffy head as they walked towards the cafeteria¡ªMaria was shy, but she kept her face buried in his collarbone as her fingers grasped his shirt, playing with it.


    "Yeah, I''m cooler now, thank you."


    Maria seemed to enjoy hearing his praise as a soft moan escaped her mouth¡ªLancelot tried not to laugh because she seemed to realise the dirty sound she made as she turned bright red before hiding again.


    "Is it okay, you studying with Evaine with me, Maria, won''t your parents be angry?" Lancelot asked curiously as Maria peeked out with a cute face before shaking her head.


    "Father, not mind... Mother likes you too!" Maria seemed to be teasing Lancelot as he smirked¡ªbut he wondered why she was so confident... so he asked.


    "Why?"


    "Mother likes handsome guys with muscles... especially strong ones," Maria mumbled as Lancelot froze¡ªwas that true!?


    He couldn''t imagine the scary woman he met liking handsome young men... he always imagined her preferring burly men with bulky muscles... maybe some small guy called Harry.


    Maria seemed to notice his confusion before giggling, "Mother likes pretty things despite her looks...ah and strong smells... she calls them sexy!"


    Strong smell? Sexy? Lancelot frowned¡ªwhat did she mean by that... shaking his head, he dropped the conversation as they entered the cafeteria and found a quiet two-seat place to enjoy their meals.


    Both were pre-prepared today.


    Maria seemed to prefer fish with steamed rice and carrows while Lancelot had the meal prepared by Nagisa with several layers, but when he came to the small fruit box, it made Maria''s eyes sparkle...


    Three small red apple bunnies...


    Maria seemed to adore the apples¡ªhe could see it as she stared at the cute fruit with twinkling eyes until Lancelot offered her one. "Do you want one?"


    "Nn!" Maria nodded excitedly as Lancelot stabbed one with his fork before feeding her¡ªMaria closed her eyes happily as she ate the apple bunny while Lancelot fed her, enjoying her soft cherry lips, squishing against the metal and her cute expressions.


    "Yummy...."


    Maria seemed to enjoy herself as Lancelot smiled, finishing the meal before feeding her the remaining two apple bunnies¡ªafter finishing, Maria leaned forward and licked his lips with her small tongue, the sweet taste of the apple filling his mouth, shocking Lancelot as the fairy had once again vanished! She then wiped his lips and gave a satisfied smile.


    ***


    Lunch didn''t last long due to meeting Evaine, but today Lancelot wouldn''t be rushing to Avalon due to his promise to her, and there was something else on his mind.


    The people constantly following him were annoying¡ªthe people seemed to have no lives, and apart from being in Evaine''s office, they watched him all the time!


    "Are you going to Avalon Maria?"


    "Mmm... please forget... nnn!" The moment she recovered, the fairy appeared again and seemed to enjoy using her magic now, causing Maria to become a bright red mess.


    "I can''t. Your tongue was so soft and tasted nice."


    "Ah...." She hid her face and then ran towards the Avalon portals, looking back several times before vanishing in the distance.


    That girl... Lancelot shook his head before heading to the duelling area, wondering if they would keep following him despite the risks.


    Sure enough, four second-year males were following him quietly¡ªit seemed the boys were smarter than this morning as they were just out of sight, enough to fool a human lord, but he was not a human... Lancelot grinned as he walked to the arena before entering a duelling ring and summoning his black steel sword, waiting.


    Only a minute passed before four shadows entered with cautious movements¡ªtwo wore strange cloaks, covering themselves, but Lancelot could tell they were skilled due to their smooth footsteps.


    They carried magical swords covered in elemental magic, which was far too rare to be wielded by mere second years; they were likely the peons of someone powerful, and they also wore enchanted leather armour¡ªlooking closely, Lancelot realised these were the four guys were people who stood with Arthur most of the time.


    It seemed they were very lucky today because the duelling grounds were empty, meaning he could kill them without restraint.


    "Well, hello, lads, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Lancelot asked sarcastically as the leading cloaked male laughed, pulling his hood down¡ªhe was average-looking with a nasty grin on his face. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "We come seeking vengeance for Arthur¡ªyou stole that little slut from him, making him seem inferior, and we cannot allow it!" His sneer was disgusting as Lancelot noticed his aura was similar to the monster beast from the other day¡ªthey seemed to have got hold of some power from the dark side, which made Lancelot smirk.


    They are not Arthur''s men¡ªsomeone else is making it seem like they are!


    Who is my hidden enemy!?


    "Oh, sorry, but I don''t know of any slutty girls, but I will crush you all in a four-on-one duel, no problem." Lancelot replied arrogantly as the four boys from the second year seemed surprised, looking at each other as their leader shouted, "Kill him¡ªArthur said nothing about needing to leave evidence!"


    The idiots... Lancelot rolled his eyes before they infused their swords with magic¡ªthe moment they struck, he ducked and avoided the blow before swinging his blade, chopping through the first boy''s armour and flesh like butter, killing him instantly¡ªit happened in the blink of an eye, shocking the remaining three fools.


    They realised they underestimated this man¡ªtheir companion fell lifelessly with a wet thud before Lancelot kicked him into the other cloaked boy, knocking them both down as he spun and lopped the third male''s head off.


    Spraying blood-drenched Lancelot''s body¡ªthe final two males panicked, trying to escape as the leader screamed in terror.


    "This isn''t what he said!"


    "The teacher said our armour was invincible!"


    Teacher? Not Arthur... Good! Teacher huh... Hahaha! This means Arthur is innocent!


    Lancelot enjoyed chasing the two panicking idiots as he swung his blade, chopping one arm off as he screamed and crawled towards the gate, spraying blood everywhere before Lancelot chopped his head off, drenching the arena floor as the final cloaked male pissed himself in fear.


    "P-please! Master said to kill you quietly! Don''t kill me, please!" His begging pissed Lancelot off¡ªgrabbing him by the throat, Lancelot forced open his mouth with a brutal punch, breaking his jaw as the male screamed and spat out blood.


    "Speak¡ªwho is your master!" Lancelot growled with a murderous gaze as the terrified boy started naming teachers, including the ones competing with Evaine... Some teachers Lancelot knew despised Evaine!


    Damn... she might be in danger!


    But the people named were definitely not the ones who ordered him¡ªthere was someone who used mental magic on these students, making Lancelot feel regret killing them, but it was too late as the boy''s nose, lips, and ears began to bleed...


    He had been cursed and would soon die.


    Lancelot listened to everything, but he knew half was lies before slicing the boy''s torso in half, painting the walls red as blood covered his entire body¡ªupon leaving the arena, his flames began to burn the corpses, leaving nothing behind, not even ashes.


    Rest in silence, and forgive me for not seeing the truth¡ªI will make sure to end the one who made you into heartless dolls and toyed with your futures.

 Chapter 149 - 36: Safe?

    When it came to Evaine, Lancelot transformed into a different beast as he rushed towards her private room using his ether at the maximum capacity and slammed into her room just to make sure she was alright, only to find her standing looking in the mirror and itching her ass...


    Ah... She''s fine! He thought, ignoring her vulgar state as she looked at him with a shocked face, staggered to her seat and fell with a small thud.


    His eyes looked at her pale face before moving closer and sitting beside her and holding her hand like she was going to die or was a sick patient. "Are you alright?" He whispered into her ear, trying to calm his raging heart.


    "Y-You saw nothing! Right?" Evaine didn''t shake his hand but instead held it tightly, stroking his hand as she seemed worried.


    "I noticed you admiring yourself in the mirror and itching yourself, but it was still quite sexy, so you get a pass."


    Pah!


    Evaine hit him with a plushie before screeching and biting his forearm, her teeth and saliva covering him as she slowly recovered from her outburst of anger.


    "You''re supposed to say no... say no¡ªI saw nothing, my queen!"


    Lancelot just shook his head before looking serious. His eyes focused on hers as she swallowed her saliva, wondering why he looked so angry. "Evaine!"


    "I am a simple man; if I see a nice ass, I can never deny there was a nice ass!"


    She looked at this man who had taken her virginity, beaten her despite being nearly half her age, and now who made her chest violently race just to be able to see his face and feel his warmth so close...


    Evaine looked into his serious eyes, the eyes like he was swearing an oath to god... and couldn''t help it as her stomach started to twitch, and she began bellowing with laughter.


    "Hahaha..hahaha...ahahah.... really? That''s it? Hahaha..."


    Her laughter echoed out of her room as Lancelot grew more confused by her response. Finally, she grabbed his neck and placed her forehead against his, smiling happily. sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "What else am I supposed to expect from this perverted kid? What I want to know is how could you dare sleep with me when you are so foolish!"


    Before Lancelot could even respond, her lips covered his, and she began to push her tongue through his teeth, aggressively taking over his mouth while Lancelot struggled to keep up as her tongue moved around playfully before she broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting them as she licked his lips happily...


    "My idiot, you don''t have time to come flirt with your wife; we must prepare for war, yes?"


    Lancelot nodded dumbfoundedly before she opened her blouse and began to take off her clothes; with the flick of her wrist, the door and entire window were closed and locked, and the metal shutters came down out of nowhere.


    "But you see, my sexy little lover... I am horny and want to have sex. So I will Veto your little war."


    Evaine stood from her chair, leaning against his as her lips just pressed against Lancelot''s lightly¡ªher eyes were so pure and bright that he was stunned. "So, you wanted to date but came here like a worried husband after learning something, and I might be in danger, right?"


    He nodded, confirming her words as her hands stroked his cheeks gently, and their eyes focused solely on each other''s as Lancelot felt his heart pound rapidly like never before¡ªthe blood vessels in his brain pounded along with its beat.


    "Do you know how wet I am right now? Seeing you so desperate to protect and help me... ah, such a lovely man... I''m going to eat you."


    Her words were soft but filled with sugar and seduction, and Lancelot wasn''t strong enough to resist her because she was special to him, and this was a side he had never seen before... It was exciting!


    The feeling of her lips gently brushing against his as she spoke, the slightly wet sensation from her lipgloss that tasted of cherry... His mind entered a daze as she spoke sweet nothings in his ears, kissing them sensually before whispering again.


    "That''s why I veto everything, and now you''re going to fuck me, then we will go on our date like nothing happened and fuck again!"


    Lancelot found his arms grabbing her waist as she wrapped herself around him, and before long, he was fucking her in her office chair... Her moans filled his ears as they both went wild, releasing all the pent-up feelings they had for each other until they were satisfied...


    He never knew this kind of Evaine, and she was learning more and more about the man who took her first. It was a wild and violent session that completely ruined her office, leaving traces all around before she finally submitted to him and lay bent over her desk with that ass he so loved in full view, dripping with his seed.


    ***


    Meanwhile, Guinevere was walking to the Avalon teleports before one of the upper teachers named Gawain appeared from the corner and looked at her with a strange smile.


    "Greetings, Princess Guinevere¡ªI have something I need to speak to you about. Could you join me?"


    Guinevere looked at the teacher Gawain¡ªshe never liked this man who stood on the side of her family''s competitors and enemies, and suddenly, he had something to say when Lancelot had already warned her to be wary of the teachers she didn''t know well.


    It was just by luck that Edward and several other students she knew were passing, with Maria and Laura, that she politely bowed to the instructor, Gawain.


    "Please excuse me, Instructor Gawain¡ªI am currently rushing to meet with another lord in Avalon, and it cannot wait¡ªmaybe another time, in an official place with others present."


    Edward immediately understood what was happening; the air had been tense ever since he arrived today, and he also received the text that some of the instructors may be part of rebel forces against the crown and the current empress. The instructors, who normally walked around peacefully, were secretly stalking like predators.


    "Oh, business, I see. I wonder if it relates to that student... Lancelot du Lac? Maybe you can contact him and say you will be late...Princess?"


    Guinevere no longer smiled and instead lost her gentle tone. "I would rather meet with my future husband than deal with you, who impolitely accosted me when I was about to enter Avalon. So please excuse me!"


    Instructor Gawain smiled cruelly as he stopped blocking her path but instead nodded and bowed formally, apologising for the trouble.


    However, his eyes, which were dark with rage and disgust, were hidden when he bowed, but still gave Guinevere chills before Edward quickly sent a message to Lancelot asking where he was and explaining the situation.


    Many people were watching, so Instructor Gawain walked away, heading towards his office, most likely, but someone was watching all of this from a high place as he stroked his greying beard. "Oh my, it seems that we will have to take action sooner than later..."


    Merlin''s figure faded into smoke in the next moment as if he was never there and nobody had even recognised his presence.


    ****


    Lancelot felt a little stunned by how wild Evaine was as he walked out of her office, the scent of her cheap air freshener doing nothing to mask the intense smell of intercourse, but he could only look back at her satisfied face as she mouthed.


    Prepare for tonight¡ªdon''t be going limp on me.


    He waved back at her and then jogged towards the exit because he wanted to visit home first and let Morgana and the others know his plans.


    What surprised him was the strange actions of instructor Gawain... After reading both Guinevere and Edwards''s texts, he became confused.


    "That guy didn''t even appear in the rebellion because he died in our first year... I am sure Merlin said he was defending his city from an enemy siege and fell to an assassin''s blade?"


    Wait... But now that I think about it, more than seven instructors died in the first year... Merlin claimed it was a demon attack, a kind of demon wave... but was that the truth? Or just given to us to believe as we were weak first years?


    Lancelot contemplated deeply before shaking his head, focusing on heading home...


    Suddenly, a notification appeared in his vision showing two new messages, but before he could check the sender, an overwhelming amount of ether enveloped him, and he felt blacked out before he appeared inside a strange circle surrounded by twenty people who wore cloaks and had masked faces...


    Lancelot tried to move, but the overwhelming ether force that kept him suppressed was too powerful. In fact, even his senses were affected as he tried to send messages, only to realise communications outside of this circle were blocked...


    "We caught the little insect that was ruining our plans, right? Why does he look like a mere first-year student... are you all insane?"


    A voice echoed out as Lancelot struggled to free himself but failed... Yet, he refused to give up because he felt that this group were not here to ask questions but meant to kill him... They were planning to kill him.


    Am I in a pinch right now?


    I cannot summon, cannot use my dominus, and there are three people stronger than the demon lords I fought in Avalon the other day...

 Chapter 150 - 37: My Butler

    Their hands carried curved daggers that were suited to gouge the inner organs of victims and tear the wounds so even the most powerful regeneration was inhibited as Lancelot lowered his body without his sword.


    He would trust his martial arts and fight until his flesh was torn and his organs burst!


    "Come!"


    "You face Lancelot, Lord of Camelot."


    I can see those overconfident men haven''t moved first. It''s only the mere peons that are attacking!


    So let me crush you fucking cultist scum!


    The fact was, both Lancelot and the men hadn''t accounted for one thing...


    Squelch!


    Lancelot wasn''t just a demon!


    The sound of flesh being torn and organs crushed like an orange pressed between two stones as Lancelot''s hand in the form of a knife penetrated two of the cultists, tearing through their light cloth armour.


    His sharp fingers tore their flesh and cracked ribcage to destroy their hearts as black dragon scales began to cover his fingers.


    The scales grew the more his heart raced, and his desire to fight to the end pounded in his chest.


    His dragon emperor had blood through his body that was no longer contained by the demon blood they had already sealed.


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    "Hurry, crush his heart!" Another cultist shouted as he tried to stab the abdomen of Lancelot, who headbutted one of the youngest cultists, bursting their face and skull open like a watermelon or coconut dropped from a huge building.


    "Hahaha!" The laughter from his mouth was distorted and deep as he didn''t stop his movement.


    Rough, filled with brutal power and lacking his usual elegance but with twice the power, he smashed another cultist who tried to stab his waist with a close line, snapping the man''s neck as he rotated in the air and smashed against the ground.


    Lancelot fought these weaker cultists who probably practised a demonic path similar to the darkness faction of Avalon. Their weakness was that they were mostly ordinary humans who practised a demonic path of assassination!


    "Your training isn''t good enough to deal with the real world¡ªyou pathetic maggots!"


    The sudden surge of strength from Lancelot made these once arrogant men grow panicked as their dagger work was lacking in front of the brute monster they captured.


    His body, completely covered in black scales, began to kill the mere acolytes as the three men shook their heads in the back, watching him snap their necks with a single hand or crush their legs with a sweeping kick.


    "This damn kid is far stronger than the client said..." A deep, hoarse voice uttered before taking out an old, rusted sword around seventy centimetres long.


    "Do we, old me, really have to fight a young cub barely a month or two into Avalon... Ah, what a shame he didn''t have the talent to join us."


    The cultist took out a huge axe despite his modest speech, seeming to feel sorry for Lancelot.


    Yet Lancelot ignored their theatrics as he killed the remaining acolytes and faced these three figures¡ªalthough he was unable to release ether, he could still use it to empower his muscles, bones and these black scales, and now that the pressure holding him was gone due to the deaths of many weaker assassins...


    He planned to escape!


    These guys seem to have made a mistake and didn''t properly seal me, giving me a chance to survive.


    But I cannot count on victory against them, a short battle maybe even, but for now, I need to find a way out... this huge church, where is the exit?


    However, he was misunderstanding...


    These men wouldn''t even give him that time as the first male slashed across his neck, the black scales barely enough to stop his head from dropping onto the floor as blood oozed down the black slates.


    Shit!? What is that speed? My eyes could barely see, and I relied totally on my hearing!


    Lancelot roared in pain as his scale was split vertically along with his neck wound before another person moved, a beautiful woman who swung an ornate whip covered in demonic markings along the whip, causing the hair on his skin to rise in fear!


    "Dragon emperor bloodline... Oh, dear boy, if you had joined us, you could have become a great assassin and maybe even surpassed us old people..."


    How does she know so easily!?


    Snap!


    Lancelot dodged the whip, but as it moved through the air, it left marks on the wall like it was cutting reality itself... Such horror made his blood run cold before he decided to risk it all and try to land a hit on one of them to escape.


    Focus! This is my life!


    Woosh!


    Not giving him even the correct time to think, a huge axe cut through the air and cleaved half his chest and scales like nothing, cracking them as they scattered to the floor.


    "Damnit!?" Lancelot jumped back to avoid the follow-up, rising axe blow, but it only allowed the female behind him to use her whip, lashing at his back as his flesh was torn open.


    An unbearable pain spread through his entire body, as there seemed to be spikes and thorns inside his back, tearing apart his flesh and muscles despite her whip long leaving his body.


    Fuck... What are these guys?


    Just as he wondered how to escape... the roof shuddered, like something was clashing with a huge barrier, before the entire steeple collapsed, huge rocks and debris dropping down on the four.


    "Master Lancelot, forgive this worthless butler''s delayed assistance."


    It was Sebastian¡ªhis body landed without sound as he looked at the three cultists, without emotion and with his hands behind his back. He watched them with a completely spotless suit.


    "Now, what business do you three have with my master?"


    There was no ether coming from Sebastian''s body, but his tall frame and wide shoulders seemed to not be for show as Lancelot leaned against the broken tower to recover.


    "..."


    "Who the fuck is this old man?"


    "A butler?" The woman''s whip snapped as she jumped forward first to attack.


    "Forgive me, young lady, but my wife would be very jealous of you, and I can only greet you accordingly."


    Sebastian tilted his head while twisting to avoid her whip''s double strike before his powerful leg smashed into her jaw, destroying the entire lower part of her face as it exploded messily.


    Boom!


    He kicked her head off her body entirely before his gloved hands struck like a snake and ripped out her heart, crushing it slowly... Lancelot could even hear the disgusting squelch and crunching sound as Sebastian stepped past her fallen corpse and began changing his gloves to a new, perfect pair.


    "As for the gentleman wielding the axe¡ªplease do not take offence, but this old man must return in time for dinner with his cute granddaughter."


    The second cultist, who seemed to be stunned at Sebastian''s display of brutality, roared, swinging his axe like a madman as the air shattered around him.


    "Die, Butler!"


    The giant wave of energy forced Lancelot to feel the power and word for the idle Sebastian, who didn''t even move. Yet the dust and ether cleared instantly, and only one man stood.


    Thud!


    Sebastian''s hand seemed to be holding the man''s heart!


    The final cultist, seeing this, looked at Sebastian, who approached him while ripping apart the heart, tossing it to the floor as Lancelot noticed he was healing the last attack from the whip...


    "Apologies, young master Lancelot¡ªI would like to question the last gentlemen on who hired them to capture you. Do you allow this?"


    "Of course, good work, Sebastian."


    Lancelot wiped the blood leaking from his mouth and scratched his nose nervously, realising Sebastian''s ferocity and his recklessness had nearly saved his ass, but this old man...


    No wonder it was so scary for me when I mentioned his granddaughter marrying me!


    Meanwhile, the male with a sword felt his heart sink¡ªnow, with an even paler face, he stepped back slowly; like Lancelot, minutes ago, he was looking to escape.


    "Gentleman of the sword, would you please do me the honour of telling me your client?"


    "Fuck, you know I cannot tell, or I will die."


    Sebastian changed his gloves once more like he had a disease for cleanliness or something, "That is a shame, but sir. You do know that you die either way, right?"


    His words froze the cultist''s soul... No matter whether he talked or refused, he realised that death was inevitable, but Sebastian allowed him to choose a method to die that did not involve his secrets getting revealed...


    "Very well, I will talk¡ªthose fuckers got my sister executed; I can''t betray the order; it was a teacher from that fucking academy.... he was strange and creepy... Garfield? Gammon...? Gawain! It was that old man with a perverted face.


    Gawain!"


    Sebastian nodded and gestured for Lancelot to turn away, listening to the poor swordsman scream... His blood-curdling cries and the sound of bones breaking filled the small area, followed by what seemed to be organs being crushed as the male still whimpered for forgiveness...


    When Lancelot turned back, Sebastian was cleaning his gloves, while the last cultist had no head or body. Instead, only a pile of dust remained as Lancelot looked at this terrifying old man and nodded his thanks.


    "Thank you, Sebastian, for saving me."


    "Young master, you truly are making this old man proud. I am here to serve you when you are in need. Headmaster Merlin was the one who asked me to guard you tightly¡ªhe is aware of the plots against you and is protecting Lady Guinevere and Miss Sumika himself."


    With a flick of his wrists and gloves, the old man simply gave a faint smile as the entire entrance of the cultist church vanished... like a bomb exploded.


    "Now then, young master, are you going home or for a drink at the local pub with Lord Edward?"


    "What...?"


    Lancelot was in a slight daze looking at his plain-looking butler, who just easily destroyed the enemies that might have killed him like a dog...


    My butler is too strong! Damn, this old man is way too cool!

 Chapter 151 - 38: A Reliable Ally Bordering Family.

    Sitting in the back of Sebastian''s black car, Lancelot was exhausted as he leaned his head against the cushion with a sense of frustration, feeling that today could have been the end of him for sure¡ªthere was something he lacked...


    I need to train myself in more than just the sword...


    My body, my mind, magic... anything.


    I must hone them all!


    "Really, thank you for today, Sebastian..."


    He was given a slice of humble pie today and realised that things like dragon-restraining rituals and demon-sealing sigils existed and didn''t want to act arrogant, at least now, while nobody could see him but the man who saved him.


    "You are my Lord, and it is my duty¡ªthere is no need to be so humble without your ether and ability to use that strange power you took out most of their regular troops. I think if you trained your body more vigorously and learned martial arts or combat arts, then you would be better..."


    "Ah, forgive me for being so forward."


    Lancelot could only smile and shake his head.


    No, it was thanks to this man, and the idea of learning combat arts never occurred to him once, even though it was quite simple to learn them.


    I was limiting myself because of my prejudice...


    Where is the Lancelot that would use anything, even a toilet brush, if it would help him win?


    "No, Sebastian, you are right. I am a mere first year, and there is much for me to learn. As for combat arts, I am not sure how to gain or practise them... Although now I believe they might help greatly in future battles."


    "Young lord..."


    Suddenly, the car slowed and left the fast lane to enter the shoulder before it stopped for a moment in the evening city. sea??h th§× ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I once failed to protect someone because of the same reason."


    Sebastian admitted as he turned to Lancelot and pulled up his sleeve to show a huge scar that wrapped around his arm from the shoulder to his wrist and hands... a brutal blade scar.


    "Eh... that, I may be rude, but who could you have failed?"


    Lancelot felt a sudden change in the car and Sebsatian''s aura as it flared up.


    "My wife."


    Tik-Tok


    The sound of the car''s indicator sounded as the men both stared at each other, one with a solemn and old face, while the young man regretted his half-hearted question, showing a look of apology.


    "Do not look that way, young Lord. I have seen how much you care for Lady Sumika and Guinevere... you can imagine my pain if either of those were to die. I can see it in your face, the serious and painful gaze you have."


    "Especially during that assault... watching you go all out for those enemies made me realise you are no playboy, just having fun."


    "Ah? That was..."


    "To protect them right, to make yourself a large target and those girls to become unneeded compared to your brilliance."


    "..."


    Lancelot and Sebastian stopped for a moment as he popped the doors open, indicating for the young man to follow him as they stood on the side of the road where a large monument was placed.


    On the top of the monument was a large name and message.


    ¡ªHere lies the monument to our fallen heroes and our shining lady of silver, Gladis Sundral, the Valkyrie of moonlight.


    "This is the place and monument that shows my failure... sixteen years ago." Sebastian walked forward with slow steps before he knelt at the monument, placing his scarred right hand on the stone before remaining still.


    Lancelot didn''t move and showed respect to those who died in the first-ever documented Avalon invasion, where demons, monsters and creatures from other worlds broke the barrier and attacked this world in large amounts.


    To think... My butler''s wife was the Silver maiden...


    Lancelot''s eyes then shifted and noticed a weathered part of the monument that seemed to have been scrubbed out... it was hard to read, but his divine eye completed the text.


    ¡ªTogether with her fearless sister of battle, Maribeth du Lac, Lady of the Brilliant Sun, the Golden Valkyrie.


    "Eh?"


    "Did you notice?"


    His mind was blank, and he almost didn''t hear the words that Sebastian spoke.


    As if he was falling into a stodgy pool of oil, his senses became vague as he tried to understand what that name meant.


    Who is that person?


    "That woman, a wonderful noble who gave up her title upon becoming pregnant at a young age to a certain enemy country''s crown prince."


    Sebastian stood up and looked at Lancelot differently¡ªhis eyes were full of both sorrow and respect.


    "Her name was removed from the empire books and nobility, yet she fought, forced to leave her only son in an orphanage after being told the prince wouldn''t accept or acknowledge his birth..."


    "Thus she fought until falling in this place sixteen years ago where even now... the nobility refuse to acknowledge there were two valkyries that came from the academy 30 years ago."


    The more he spoke, the more Lancelot realised that this woman... Maribeth du Lac was likely to be his real mother...


    A woman he had cursed many times for his suffering and miserable life...


    Yet she suffered just as much... and died here without a tomb or the respect she should have!


    "Maribeth and Gladis were geniuses... at the age of twenty, both of them were already in control of city-level territories."


    "The only reason the nobles didn''t try to snuff her out was due to this friendship, sistership and her role in protecting the human lands from the demonic invasions from Avalon."


    Sebastian''s eyes were stone, as he seemed to be thinking of his wife and that day, as dark clouds began to furl in the skies, placing a hand on the young knight''s shoulder.


    "I did not save you because of Merlin''s order. I was the one who requested Merlin to watch over you."


    "As the son of my wife''s sworn sister. You are the same as a family to me."


    But Lancelot was confused... In the first life, then why didn''t he tell him or let himself known...?


    [My beloved husband... Do you never wonder why you survived without power and those divine skills that your enemies and allies had?]


    [Every battle... from your 22nd to your 25th birthday, he protected you in secret.]


    Suddenly, a scene played in his mind... It was a memory from his first life.


    A battle shortly after the Empire fell and the academy was besieged... Lancelot and his goblins were fighting an older student with wargs and orcs as his troops...


    Lancelot''s blade mastery wasn''t as exquisite as today, but he fought in the centre of the orcs, slicing, dodging and dancing as silver sparks and red blossoms fluttered around his body...


    But he didn''t see... in the distance a second Lord with a large number of dark elf archers... their bows were drawn and aiming only at him before a single male...


    A handsome and dandy butler with grey hair and beard blocked every single arrow... before killing the majority of the archers...


    I remember this fight... I remember seeing the archers after defeating the orcs and being exhausted. We lost many goblins, but there were only ten archers...


    Not two hundred.


    All this time... there were so many people protecting and helping me, seeing me as family, and I was too blind even to notice...?


    [Don''t blame yourself¡ªeven the likes of Arthur could not see these things in one life. You were alone, forced into a corner and treated like a pest. How could you trust the world or open your heart?]


    Morgana... You always help me¡ªlet me see the light in this dark and abysmal world... How can I repay you?


    [Fool... Think about how to respond and repay that old man first... You have already given me my most cherished wish.]


    [Your child in my womb.]


    !!!


    ***


    "Are you alright, Young Master?"


    Hmmm, his way of calling me changed suddenly?


    "Sorry, Sebastian, for not knowing anything and relying on you for protection... I know it sounds arrogant and selfish..."


    "However, I pray thee... Help me to become stronger. I can endure any adversary... overcome all harsh training... I want to protect them."


    "Not just my beloved women... or loved ones and friends... I want to protect my troops down to the lowest footmen!"


    Lancelot bowed to the butler, who looked shocked for a moment, a glint of nostalgia in his eyes as she started to laugh with a deep bellow from his stomach.


    "Gyahahahaha... ah... this is what she felt back then?"


    "Eh?"


    He didn''t understand why Sebastian seemed so amused, but then the old man knelt on one knee and put a fist to the ground while looking towards Lancelot.


    "Young Master, my family has been the servant and protector of the Du Lacs since before the Empire existed, and I was trained personally by your mother as the last Azure Knight."


    "All you needed to do was order it, and I would teach you all you need."


    "Your mother''s combat arts, her martial arts and the body arts passed down to my family."


    "Because you have passed the test to become the true heir for the Du Lac Family and restore its glory once again."


    Lancelot felt it was a lot to take in but wanted to know what might have happened if he failed the test and didn''t match the expectations of his mother and ancestors.


    "What if I failed?"


    Sebastian slowly rose from the ground and smiled with a bitter look.


    "Then I would spend this life to protect you until my life should end and hope your child might carry the calibre to pass."


    "How would you know if you died?"


    He just looked to the sky as raindrops began to hammer down onto the stone floor, his white-gloved hands opening the car door as he spoke with a low voice, as if not wanting it to come true.


    "My granddaughter would become your child''s guard like I am to you. As well as me, there should also be another family who supported you from the dark... I believe they currently run a tavern or pub, was it called?"


    "I think their daughter was meant to become your Fiancee if you managed to pass the Azure test... then it would be the job of the Opal knights to further confirm your calibre as a lord and leader."


    Lancelot felt a strange feeling... remembering the ginger barmaid who was going to become a Lord and the old man who was clearly stronger than he looked...


    No way...


    [Yes, way... That crafty girl, you will meet before you expect.]

 Chapter 152 - 39: Lets Visit The Bank!

    Lancelot spent a long time with his palm touching the stone monument as he was filled with a strange emotion¡ªhe didn''t know if it was due to his bloodline being changed or if it was just how he dealt with trauma and grief.


    The feeling of having a mother was something foreign to him, yet when faced with her existence for the first time...


    He had only one thought...


    I wanted to know you, to spend time with you, to grow up knowing your face and touch...


    But all I have is this defaced stone monument that barely shows a defaced sculpture of your face.


    Sebastian was a little stubborn, but Lancelot found he was quite amusing¡ªsince leaving over the past hour or so he had spent with the old man, he decided to accept reality.


    "Okay, then, let''s keep things how they were before."


    "As you will, Young Lord."


    "May I ask... Will you be taking Lady Guinevere or Miss Sumika as your wife?"


    This guy was asking the questions every man with a harem dreads!


    Lancelot looked at the stone-faced butler and realised he was being teased! The butler''s lips curved into a smile for the first time since he met him.


    "Can you bring me back to the school around eight p.m.?" S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Understood, Young Lord."


    The two of them looked forward to the street lights beginning to brighten along the roadside as Sebastian pulled his black Benz onto the main road.


    "Shall we visit the merchant district before you meet up with Lady Evaine?"


    "Hm? Ohh~ Yeah, let''s do that."


    The car drove leisurely, keeping pace with the flow of pedestrians who were coming home from work, those who chose a life of mediocrity and abandoned the hope of becoming a Lord. Lancelot sunk deeply into the wide back seat as if he would fall asleep on it at any time.


    I wonder what makes them give up on power...


    [Some people, power isn''t important. Their loved ones, family and skills are]


    [Imagine that man there; he just closed that bakery; compare your love for the sword to him making delicious bread and cakes each day to make the customers happy.]


    I see...


    It makes me feel horrible that I was so prejudiced against those who didn''t wish to fight or become Lord''s...


    I mean, without them, wouldn''t we struggle to eat or live in the Empire?


    "By the way, Young Lord..."


    "Hmmm? What''s the matter?"


    "How do you plan to convince Lady Evaine''s family to accept you are her partner when your families have been bitter enemies even before the culling?"


    "Ahaha.... Good question, Sebastian, well... I guess I''ll wing it."


    "Wing it...."


    Lancelot could already tell the stern look Sebastian would be giving him later from his tone of voice alone... He seemed to know something that Lancelot didn''t, but that can''t be helped.


    The things I know of my own family are too limited...


    Only now did he see my mother''s true name, but a picture or image of her face seemed almost impossible to find.


    Those damn bastards! Even when dead, you fuck everything up!!


    "Young Lord..."


    "Sorry... I was just a little irritated."


    He couldn''t help but let it show on his face and, with his aura, the amount of anger that was surging through his body right now. Leaning back, the wide seat was soft and comforting as the car continued heading towards the merchant''s district.


    This car sure is comfortable...


    ***


    Approaching the merchant district, Lancelot was amazed¡ªSebastian passed over a pair of sunglasses, telling him to put them on and asked for him to watch.


    At first, it felt like nothing much happened, but soon his eyes widened, and his pupils trembled seeing something so shocking.


    These glasses showed what was fake and the estimated value compared to the price of the product!?


    Each stall Lancelot saw on either side of the main street had false price tags and goods?!


    What is going on!? These prices don''t add up...


    Take a wooden carving that seems like it should be worth ten or fifteen silvers, yet these glasses say it''s worth over four gold coins!?


    "Young Lord, we will be visiting an old friend''s boutique now... Leave the poor man''s stall, or he might regret being arrogant if you buy that."


    "Huh...? Ah! Right...."


    Lancelot shook his head and tried not to cause trouble for the ''poor'' man selling wood carvings and sculptures. He followed Sebastian while trying not to let the shock appear on his face.


    The effect of these glasses... So cool!


    "Along with protecting you, there were other duties as the knight protecting you. First, it is time to visit the bank and transfer the assets owed to you, safe thanks to your mother''s intelligent mind."


    "Bank...?"


    "Yes, Young Lord, let''s begin your financial lessons today!"


    Sebastian sounded strangely enthusiastic; Lancelot guessed by this reaction that this old man was actually very talkative and loved to teach people!


    Although he didn''t expect to learn economics from this strict butler, Lancelot decided to go along with it anyway.


    Walking further down the street, Sebastian approached a large building that, based on size, seemed like some kind of headquarters building. Walking inside, it felt luxurious.


    There were dozens of orcs and goblins, all stamping documents and working diligently with professional demeanours. Seeing Sebastian, many greeted the Butler warmly. They led Lancelot and Sebastian to a counter with an orc clerk.


    "I have come to confirm the identity of a customer."


    "Please write your ID number here and sign the agreement stating that you wish to confirm your identity here at this branch today."


    After filling out a sheet of paper and signing it, the orc clerk took Lancelot''s hand and pricked it with a needle before a drop of blood fell onto another document. When Sebastian handed it over, he returned to work without batting an eye and headed deeper into the building.


    This is probably standard procedure...


    Lancelot imagined it being used in banks across the empire, using a drop of blood to identify someone.


    While walking deeper through the building, there were offices of Lords, merchants and officials who came here for whatever reason, until finally stopping in front of a set of double doors guarded by four orc knights in silver armour.


    To be honest, most lords stopped using banks soon after the end, so this wonderful heritage from the Dark Ages vanished forever...


    But it was fun.


    The orc knights opened the door after a check, revealing an office decorated luxuriously as Sebastian walked confidently inside and stood in front of the desk.


    A small goblin was sitting in silence, his quill writing on a pure white parchment... suddenly the goblin-accented voice sounded, but it was both elegant and soothing to listen to.


    "Lancelot du Lac... Son of Maribeth du Lac...."


    "Welcome to Bank Luxuria Aventus."


    Greeted the Goblin.


    "How might I help the son of our golden maiden of battle?" The goblin wasn''t sarcastic, and his words seemed to be from the heart.


    Eh? Is my mother known to the goblins?


    Maribeth du Lac... Golden Maiden of Battle... Huh...


    Lancelot stared blankly for a second before nodding slowly. Sebastian spoke for him in detail about what they came for today.


    The goblin listened quietly to Sebastian''s words and nodded his head continuously without losing interest or interrupting the Butler''s speech.


    Finishing his words, Sebastian smiled, revealing his old age for the first time in front of Lancelot today.


    "Then I will leave my young lord to you, Bank Manager Vidalis..."


    The goblin manager grinned and gave a light nod while watching Sebastian bow and leave the room.


    "Young Master Lancelot, we at Luxuria Aventus are indebted to your mother, one of the few lords that sought to protect our amnesty and citizenship during the purge."


    "Thus, with my greatest respect, we will gladly serve as your permanent bank if you so desire."


    "I have created the account under your name and transferred all of the saved assets from the late Miss Maribeth du Lac into your account."


    Lancelot nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this goblin Manager and Bank as Sebastian informed him earlier with his long speech of their relationship with his mother.


    He also learned about banking while following the Manager throughout the process.


    "Now for a gift from us."


    Vidalis pressed a button hidden behind his table. As if waiting for the call, several orcs quickly rushed inside carrying an object covered by a red cloth.


    "This will allow your gauntlet also to access your Luxuria bank account, and now you can pay using this instead of hauling gold and silver around with you.


    It also comes with the best legal transfer rate of silver and gold into Anima coins and Anima into gold and silver."


    An object similar to a soft card was revealed under the red cloth¡ªLancelot curiously took it and tried it out with Vidali''s instructions. It turned into liquid and began to seep into his dull silver gauntlet and worked smoothly, and he transferred money between accounts easily!


    What amazing technology!! This bank is incredible!


    The goblins really are the epitome of banking!

 Chapter 153 - 40: Sebastians Family.

    Sebastian looked at me with his stern and usual dandy face before his grainy voice sounded and made me feel a little stupid for getting so excited.


    "Young Master... it''s just a bank transfer. Why are you getting so excited?"


    "...."


    Don''t ruin this, Sebastian!


    "Bank Luxuria Aventus will continue to support Young Master Lancelot as we supported the late Miss Maribeth du Lac."


    Manager Vidalis bowed his head in appreciation, showing his sincere gratitude.


    "Thank you, Manager Vidalis."


    With that, our trip to the bank was almost over¡ªhowever, because the documents took a while to prepare, it was another half an hour before we were able to leave the actual bank.


    Sebastian gave me some advice as it seemed my mother would have most of the finance in a high-interest account while paying a certain amount into it a month, so the money gradually grew larger...


    Well, the amount I received after paying the inheritance tax was still more than four million gold. I still think it''s ridiculous!


    How could mom earn this much before dying, and why did the Emperor take taxes off children inheriting after their parents died... Bastard! Taking my hard-earned money!


    It doesn''t add up!!


    As I was fighting a losing battle in my heart and mind, Sebastian asked me a question as we left the bank.


    "I assume Young Master has somewhere he wishes to go before meeting Lady Evaine?"


    Lancelot was curious because he wanted to get some nice clothes and a gift for her, but would there be a decent enough suit ready-made at this time? He only had a few hours before they met again...


    "Sebastian, your master is in a pinch..." Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Please, do explain, young Master. I am here to help." The old man''s experienced face was quite relaxing, as if he had already struggled a thousand battles with his wife!


    "I want to wear a high-quality suit tonight, but to get one tailored within an hour or two is impossible, not to mention I want to get a necklace that would suit Evaine perfectly, but are there any exquisite jewellers in the capital? I''ve never had the money to visit the highest level..."


    Sebastian rubbed his chin for a moment in deep contemplation, his face returning to its calm and dignified state before Lancelot heard something surprising!


    "Young Master, leave these matters to me! Go ahead and practice how you''ll woo Lady Evaine, and choose the place you wish to dine tonight! Get inside my car¡ªI will drive you to the old madame''s store."


    Madame!? Old Madame''s Store!?


    Lancelot knew Sebastian meant well, but he shuddered, imagining an old hag and cringing, thinking about a crazy old woman fitting him for a suit! However, he decided to trust this old Knight¡ªhe likely had quite a large knowledge. After all, since my mother died, he was helping guard and protect the rank-one elite.


    He climbed into the car and sat in the comfy black seat before Sebastian stepped on the accelerator.


    "Young Master, hold tight. We are heading to Madam Mercenary Rengellia''s shop!"


    Madam Mercenary!? Not old!!


    Old Knight, you tricked me!!!


    Lancelot felt betrayed, but Sebastian kept his serious face as if doing nothing wrong. he stepped harder on the gas and raced through the city. Lancelot felt a sense of danger!


    My stomach hurts!!


    We arrived in what felt like less than twenty minutes¡ªSebastian stopped in front of a building called Madame Rengellias'' clothing brand.


    Lancelot swallowed as he felt this was bad... he got out of the car and walked through the door while wondering whether to complain or punch the old Knight in the gut!


    The interior was gorgeous¡ªit wasn''t big, but it was stunning, filled with suits of different colours and sizes!


    Who is this old lady?


    She isn''t an orc or human... Lancelot wondered what race she was as a beautiful female elf appeared in front of me.


    Long flowing silvery blonde hair, her eyes green like emeralds, but that beauty was impaired by a large scar across her chest and tight muscles that you could never expect an elf to have!


    She makes the elves who live in my city look so soft and weak...


    "Oh? If it isn''t that brat Sebastian finally showing your face here after marrying my little sister?"


    Her voice sounds pretty hot, though... Lancelot looked at Sebastian with an evil glare as this elf must be related to Sebastian!!


    "Rengellia, I''m sorry my wife won''t let me near your family¡ªshe knows how violent... ahem! Beautiful you are, and I might be swayed."


    This old Knight!! He admitted she was beautiful!!


    "You old perv! You better stay away from my sisters! Come on, boy, which suit and jewellery do you need for tonight!?"


    Lancelot was dragged to the changing room by Rengellia without hearing Sebastian''s reply. The next thing he knew, measurements and adjustments were made!! The elven mercenary had removed all of his clothes before he even realised... this power was beyond anything he had faced in both lives as she seemed to be in a good mood.


    "Oho... The little boy Sebastian brought is packing such a brutal top-class orc rod..."


    Shut up!! Stop measuring that area with your hands. It''ll react to you!!


    Lancelot blushed but dared not argue! Rengellia measured and adjusted his clothes in no time, as she had the skill to help mould and shape metals and thread!


    Magical particles danced from an old, rusted needle as the various threads and leathers in the store all began to dance around her body. It was a power that didn''t suit her rough speaking and slightly vulgar actions¡ªthe suit began taking form in minutes...


    A black base, with dark blood-red velvet for the collar and inner suit, she even wove monster leather inside the suit to increase its defence, and somehow she knew his insignia! The twin swords and succubus marking... that he chose for his territory...


    A mysterious woman I was entranced, almost charmed by her figure...


    Her eyes glowed silver as she finished the suit...Such power... this elf mercenary is frightening!


    In only fifteen minutes, his suit was complete!!


    It fitted him like a glove! Lancelot marvelled at it before looking at Rengellia¡ªhe was surprised when the elf mercenary smiled sweetly, changing her whole appearance and calming her mana presence down instantly.


    "Hahaha! Sebastian told me a lot about you¡ªhe is my brother-in-law, haha. Lancelot du Lac... the son of that woman..."


    Rengellia''s hand stroked Lancelot''s cheek as she walked around his body; the suit was like magic as it began to cover his body slowly, the suit like a living entity as she touched his crotch one last time before he was fully dressed.


    "To think that my old drinking partner''s son is now a bonafide ladykiller... I guess that thing is what made the princess a prisoner, haha."


    Lancelot felt a little awkward, his cheeks red after being sexually harassed by this beautiful elven woman, especially when she emphasised ''that thing''. She laughed loudly while walking towards the jewellery area...


    "Choose carefully; women are like monsters¡ªif you piss them off, they''ll attack when you least expect it."


    The terrifying elf beauty smirked evilly while throwing open a glass box with several necklaces inside¡ªLancelot stared at her cold sweat rolling down his forehead!


    He gulped nervously as his hands trembled, reaching for the different necklaces; each seemed expensive and valuable.


    His trembling hand stopped moving as he breathed heavily, thinking of Evaine. Her scent, her warmth...


    "Don''t worry, that trembling and your feeling of stress is from their magical power¡ªthese are something that money can rarely buy, but you just had to be related to both Sebastian and Maribeth."


    I want to pick a gemstone that suits her best... forget quality or money...


    Lancelot stopped trying to resist the overpowering aura as he took a deep breath¡ªthe strange vibrations and pulsating aura began to seep into his body, no longer making him feel constricted or stressed.


    It feels like I am submerging into a hot bath... My entire body is wrapped in warmth and guiding me towards something that my body and mind desire...


    Rengellia watched as the boy''s body became completely relaxed, "this boy... dropping your guard this much..."


    Her eyes watched as his fingers grasped a silver pendant with countless strange engravements, both dragon and elven in nature, as the emerald gemstone the size of a small fist was carved into the form of a dragon face embedded into the necklace that would sit between the cleavage of the one he chose.


    "Dragon Emerald... that gem is rarer than mithril in these parts..."


    Rengellia sighed softly, shaking her head; she didn''t stop the boy who held the most expensive piece in the case...


    "Let''s do him a good deal. I owe his mother too much, and the boy seems destined for even more than her. Fufu, if he can''t pay back, I can enjoy that orc club."


    Rengellia whispered to herself while grabbing Lancelot''s suit lapels and dragging him outside before Sebastian entered the boutique worriedly...


    He saw his new Master and nodded slightly¡ªeven for him, he was unable to enter while Rengellia''s unique mana presence surrounded the shop.


    "The young master seems strange?"


    "Ah... don''t worry, he let those divine armaments completely envelop his body and mind¡ªif it were anyone else, they would have broken by now... this kid is stealing their unique ether and aura, but he''s devouring it for his use. strange kid."


    "Haha, that''s my Young Master!"


    "Shut up... or I''ll tell my sister you brought a woman here!"


    "Ugh...!?"


    Rengellia gave a thoughtful glance to Lancelot before pushing his towards Sebastian enjoying his firm, young ass in the process.


    "Take him¡ªI will settle the price with him in the future. He has a date, right? Make sure to book a meal and room at this hotel for him¡ªuse my name for the best room."


    She looked a little strange handing over a black card for the Imperium, but it was something even Lancelot had no idea about.


    "He will wake up in about half an hour. I''m going to rest... take care. Brother."

 Chapter 154 - 41: Second Date

    Inside the car that was parked in the VIP section of the Imperium, Sebastian was waiting quietly after booking the room and preparing for the meal of his young master¡ªhe finally showed signs of waking up.


    "Eh.... what? Where am I?"


    I was sure that old perverted elf woman did something... Maybe she spiked the drinks and wants to make me into her toy?


    "Young Master? Are you awake?"


    The deep voice of Sebastian allowed Lancelot to relax...


    No longer feeling the threat from that super powerful old elf, he relaxed on the back seat, still curious as to where he was.


    "Where are we?"


    This parking section looks quite familiar... but damn, my head hurts since messing with those amulets and necklaces.


    Did I pick one!?


    Sebastian watched in the rearview mirror as Lancelot seemed to be searching for something, placing his finger on his chin, acting like he was trying to remember something.


    Unknown to Lancelot, a rare smile appeared on the face of Sebastian, who found his new lord to be quite amusing now they were growing closer.


    Maybe a feeling close to the son he never had.


    "Young Master, the necklace you picked is already packed and safe in my storage. Don''t look so anxious, or it will ruin the special suit and makeup you had done."


    "Ah..."


    For a moment, Lancelot was still a bit stressed before he nodded and decided to trust his butler once again.


    "We are currently at the Imperium, and I''ve already notified Lady Evaine about the meeting time; she is currently on her way, and so young master, you should take the gift and wait for her out front in your handsome new suit and win some points with that pretty face of yours."


    Sebastian''s tone was both playful and sarcastic. Lancelot glared at the old butler in the mirror before opening the door, stepping out of the black Benz, and fixing his suit.


    It fits like magic... I mean, this suit is extraordinary... How can she make clothes fit so well...? Even that expensive tailor couldn''t reach this level!!


    Looking in the rearview mirror, Lancelot fixed his hair and brushed off some dust that had gathered while waiting inside the car...


    He grabbed the wrapped jewellery box and left the parking area of the Imperium, heading towards the entrance while ignoring the gazes of women and males gawping at him. His charm was extremely high, and his natural beauty was also quite good.


    Thus, he was now someone people could help stare at.


    It''s nothing new, but the way they are so obsessed, it must be my changes... and the suit''s hidden magic?


    Well, this black card... Even I can barely be worthy of the diamond card with my mother''s assets. Who is that woman... I am interested.


    Lancelot realised that tonight must be a special occasion as the hotel and restaurant were quite busy, with more than twenty couples passing him as he waited less than ten minutes...


    It was then that a fancy car slowly pulled up beside him, a sexy voice sounding as the winding opened, "Hey sexy, do you want a ride?"


    Lancelot blinked as this car wasn''t the same one Evaine drove here but a Farrori¡ªa sports car!?


    Are we rich!?


    Fuck it, I love this car!!


    Wait... this voice... it''s definitely her!!


    A slender leg wearing high heels stepped out of the vehicle, followed by the sound of the engine turning off.


    Evaine looked different tonight... her long, shining red dress as high quality as his suit while she twirled the keys around her finger before a chauffeur turned up and tossed them to her.


    Evaine watched the girl catch them with a worried face, and she smirked evilly.


    "Don''t scratch my baby, so be good, okay."


    So sexy...


    Lancelot had to hold back his animal instinct as Evaine''s outfit tonight was far more sexy than yesterday¡ªshe wore a low-cut red dress and looked incredibly seductive, her long blonde hair flowing with the wind as she approached Lancelot...


    Evaine giggled, seeing his drooling gaze¡ªlast time, he acted very mature, and it confused her a little... However, today, she decided to give him a chance to seduce her as she knew he went all out to show her true level.


    She would treat him more than just a boy in her school or student but as the man she had fallen for, just like the dreams she had each night.


    Evaine knew that those were not just dreams or make-believe, but she was worried to ask because at the end of them...She died in his arms.


    Those nightmares seemed more realistic than anything... but she pushed aside those fears. Lancelot was the main focus tonight...


    Evaine glanced at the present box before smiling seductively and holding his hand in hers. "Hello, handsome. Did you book a table?"


    Lancelot decided just to smile and hooked her arm as they entered the hotel, and the moment they did, the hotel''s VIP concierge greeted them.


    "Young master Lancelot, please enjoy your evening¡ªwe have prepared the top VIP box as requested for your meal with your wife."


    It seems my butler is the best wingman ever!


    He thought, looking at how happy Evaine seemed, her hand gently squeezing his as they were guided with the best honours in the hotel, watching the packed dining room with countless famous lords and other nobles all watching the extremely beautiful pair heading upstairs.


    A place only the best of the best could visit.


    The VIP box was extremely large, decorated with flowers and candles¡ªmusic began to play as Evaine sat opposite Lancelot while smiling mysteriously.


    "You planned this, huh? Did you stalk my dreams and see my favourite songs?"


    Dreams?


    Lancelot blinked before suddenly feeling a little nervous because he knew them after years of being her lover... and spending many days and nights together.


    He gulped, watching Evaine bite her lip and lean forward, revealing her huge cleavage... Lancelot decided to tease her and act oblivious.


    "Sorry... I''m not stalking you yet, but I''m not against it."


    "Hmmm...."


    Evaine watched Lancelot laugh happily as dinner was served¡ªshe felt like slapping him but couldn''t help laughing as well, the eerie dreams weighing too much on her mind as she watched him with warm eyes.


    Evaine reached out, holding his hand as the waiter entered with some wine and water and placed them in front of them, but neither cared as their hands intertwined with each other while gazing into one another''s eyes.


    Their hearts beat faster as Lancelot spoke, "I bought you something..."


    Evaine nodded slowly¡ªher hands separated from his, allowing Lancelot to take the jewellery box and gently open it in front of her.


    Evaine gasped as the beautiful emerald necklace in the shape of a dragon sparkled beautifully inside the box... her eyes were wide open as Lancelot gently removed the necklace and moved behind Evaine, allowing him to put it on her neck.


    The cool emerald stone dropped between her breasts as Lancelot kissed her cheek softly before sitting beside her, his lips touching her ear as he whispered, "I''ve been dreaming of you for a long time... and I know that you have been too..."


    Evaine froze...


    Her back felt cold as she began to panic... did he see those dreams, or were they their past lives... she didn''t want to believe but if they were and he remembered his actions from the moment they met his words and strange actions... But she was afraid to ask...


    Fear of those dreams caused her to tremble as Lancelot hugged her tightly from behind, his strong and warm embrace causing Evaine to relax¡ªshe turned around and kissed his lips, her tongue slipping inside his mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck.


    The food was forgotten as the passionate kiss continued¡ªboth of them were out of breath as they separated...


    Evaine licked her lips, her eyes gleaming brightly. "Let''s order... haa...."


    Lancelot smiled happily as he ordered food for them, both sitting side by side instead of opposite one another now...


    Evaine rested her head on his shoulders, and Lancelot stroked her smooth blonde hair... They enjoyed the music playing and the romantic atmosphere of the VIP box as their meal came...


    A roast suckling pig with fruit and vegetable dishes, Lancelot used his fork to feed Evaine¡ªthey seemed like a loving married couple as he even wiped her lip while feeding her small pieces of meat.


    Evaine giggled while tasting the delicious pig meat... The chef of this hotel was an orc chef who had a taste for fine food and used only the finest ingredients in his cooking!


    She couldn''t help kissing Lancelot''s cheek...


    Her soft and warm lips felt comfortable to him as he fed her another piece of pork before she licked his ear while nibbling on it.


    "Haha, that tickles...!"


    Lancelot chuckled as she kept doing it¡ªshe even licked his neck a few times as they continued enjoying the food while listening to the romantic music playing throughout the VIP box and hotel.


    The second dish was seafood... Clams and prawns with fish stew, Evaine felt like a queen as Lancelot fed her delicious shellfish while gently stroking her back... The sexual tension between them increased as she squeezed his leg tightly.


    "Thank you, Lancelot... It has been a fun night." S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot nodded as he placed his finger under her chin, tilting her head upwards and kissing her gently, "We are not leaving yet."


    "Oh?" Her eyes brightened as he pulled a room key from his pocket... with the letter E written in a strange rune...


    "The emperor suite? That''s one of the rarest... Lancelot, you spoil me~ how ever can I repay you?"

 Chapter 155 - 42: Second Night **

    Lancelot kissed Evaine as their tongues intertwined, "I don''t want repayment... but I''ll accept payment with your body, okay?"


    She trembled, her lips wrapped around his tongue, before their kiss broke off momentarily, "Stop it... otherwise, I''ll attack you here and now!"


    Lancelot laughed happily as he stood up and lifted Evaine¡ªtheir meal had finished, so there was nothing to stop them from enjoying the romantic music as Lancelot carried the giggling Evaine towards the VIP stairs leading to the Emperor suite.


    The waiters watched with envy as most wouldn''t even see a day in their lives as valuable as tonight¡ªmost lords were arrogant, but Lancelot and Evaine treated everyone equally, chatting to the orc chef personally before leaving.


    Meanwhile, I felt thankful his master''s date was going well so far...


    Sebastian watched Lancelot carry Evaine and sighed¡ªhe shook his head before heading towards his Benz and preparing to wait for their time in the Emperor suite... it would likely last until morning, so he decided to spend it by visiting a gambling club owned by a friend.


    He was old but still had many friends¡ªhowever, he decided not to contact his wife tonight and leave her alone with their cute granddaughter.


    "Your mother would beat you into a pulp if she knew you were sleeping with one of her disciples, young master..."


    Sebastian drove off, knowing the consequences his young lord would have to face tomorrow... He didn''t blame Lancelot, however, as Evaine was clearly someone his master loved dearly!


    On the top floor... sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Walking through the luxurious hallways, Lancelot used the room card to enter the Emperor suite, and the moment they entered, soft music began to play while lights lit up¡ªthe smell of incense spread throughout the room as the double doors closed behind them.


    Evaine noticed Lancelot''s breathing becoming heavier... Her dress was removed with his hands as their lips stuck together¡ªshe smiled happily as he kissed down her neckline.


    "Hmm~ someone is hungry."


    Lancelot picked Evaine up and carried her towards the enormous bed, placing her down and staring into her beautiful blue eyes filled with love... His heart raced fast as he felt his desires rushing to the surface.


    "I can''t help it; look at how wonderful my company is..." Lancelot smiled before being entangled by Evaine, who turned him onto his back, mounted his waist and leaned down, kissing his lips.


    Lancelot responded passionately as her tongue explored inside his mouth; both of them rolled around while sharing saliva, their tongues dancing, and both of their breathing becoming heavy...


    Evaine trembled while rubbing herself on his lower half¡ªher panties becoming soaked...


    "Lancelot, I want you..."


    "But you said not tonight...?"


    Evaine blinked, confused; Lancelot''s eyes focused on her, a slightly evil grin appearing as he felt she deserved to be teased, especially because she said he would wait a week!!


    Evaine shivered, "You bastard... teasing me... it''s fine, just make love to me and make me feel that amazing pleasure again..."


    Lancelot gently grabbed her waist; both of them gazed into one another''s eyes before his voice sounded hoarse and excited, "Yes, my queen... Tonight, you are mine~."


    Evaine felt a little shy but was quickly flipped onto her back as Lancelot kissed her¡ªhis hands stroking her waist and thighs as she shuddered in excitement...


    Her red bra and thong were removed without any effort, and her blonde garden was revealed, sticky silver threads wetting her thin hair¡ªhe gently kissed her breasts, sucking her lovely pink nipples that hardened upon his lips touching them, listening to her gasps while his tongue flicked the tips.


    She moaned excitedly, "Ah~ More~... You can do anything you want to me¡ªI wanted you to fuck me again so bad..."


    "Hmm.... even though we had a quickie in your office, and you squirted?"


    Lancelot moved his kisses lower and lower as his tongue circled Evaine''s belly button, feeling her breathing and muscles contracting from his touch, her hands placed on his head, pushing him downwards...


    Evaine blushed, "Stop bringing that up... Huhhh~!"


    Her complaints vanished as Lancelot''s nose rubbed her nether regions while his lips sucked on her inner thigh¡ªhe slowly began teasing her entrance with his tongue while removing his clothes slowly.


    Evaine whimpered with each stroke, his tongue sliding around inside her hot flower as her juices trickled out continuously, causing Lancelot to become more passionate and vigorous, teasing her small clit with his tongues tip, flicking it rapidly as her ass lifted, her nose snorting as she began to moan loudly.


    "Ahh~ Lancelot!! AHH!!"


    Evaine squealed loudly as her fluids bubbled and leaked from her entrance from his sudden, intense action... He kissed her soft slit and tasted her sweetness directly before wiping her juices, raising his body above hers, and thrusting straight inside...


    The feeling of his cock being enveloped in her tight, slippery cunt made Lancelot''s body tighten and unable to hold back, as his hips pushed into her depths, feeling her clamp down on his glans as her mouth opened wide while lifting her body with a loud gasp.


    It hurt for a moment as Evaine gasped, lust appearing in her eyes while tightening her grip on Lancelot''s back, leaving nail marks.


    "More~ Lancelot, fuck me harder! Go wild and make love to me!!"


    Evaine''s sexy request caused Lancelot to grow hotter¡ªhis body surging with power and ether his dragon emperor bloodline activated for some reason increasing his stamina and strength... and his cock became slightly thicker, causing Evaine to squeal like a pig, as her insides expanded further.


    "Naa.... haa... Mmmmn, too thick!"


    He listened to her loud gasps and whimpers, his hips thrusting strongly inside Evaine''s body with every ounce of energy he possessed¡ªwatching her jade white skin and sweat-covered breasts bounce up and down passionately caused Lancelot to become even more excited.


    Evaine''s toes curled up as her back arched... her whole body convulsed as she squirted again, her fluids wetting the bed sheets as she stared into Lancelot''s eyes in disbelief.


    "Y... You''re really going wild... hmmmmm... Haaaa..."


    "I cannot stop! You are too lovely, my Evaine!" His eyes were golden, with thin black verticle slits as he began to bite and kiss her roughly.


    His hands caressed and stroked her breasts, leaving marks and pinching her nipples while pushing deeper inside her, moving at such speeds her insides ached¡ªhe even sucked on her neck and breasts roughly while continuing his wild thrusts!


    Evaine felt like a beast... Lancelot''s Dragon bloodline was leaking due to her bloodline, and her eyes also glowed with a red light, her body trembling as she could only whimper and fight back by tightening her insides around his cock.


    The pleasure brought from this action was a double-edged sword; the more deep and violent his movements became, the more pleasure and euphoria she felt, reaching climax.


    Every touch and stroke from Lancelot caused her to feel aroused and bliss¡ªher tongue licked his lips, tasting herself and feeling his hard, rapid movements.


    Lancelot was so enamoured by her that he pushed up her hips, using his hands to hold them up so his cock could penetrate deeper and rub her sensitive areas he normally couldn''t reach as her eyes became misty.


    "Haa... darling... You...!"


    "Evaine... I cannot let you leave me, never again... you are my wife... I will marry you."


    She couldn''t control her desire or thoughts as her nails scratched his back while she wrapped her body around him as if to force his seed to enter her womb.


    "Nnnn, do it! Take me... I am always yours!"


    Evaine cried in ecstasy... she bit Lancelot''s lip, drawing some of his dragon blood before drinking it greedily... This taste brought her out of the crazy frenzy¡ªher eyes returning to normal while enjoying Lancelot''s passionate kiss as he moaned deeply.


    Lancelot felt Evaine return to normal and felt relieved¡ªhe had gone a little crazy...


    He kissed her gently, realising that her insides were far tighter than before, almost like a python was strangling his cock as his orgasm arrived¡ªhis semen filling Evaine''s body within a second as she shivered, kissing him in a trance.


    There was so much inside her that she felt bloated... his tip constantly spurting more and more of his hot goo inside her womb as she licked and bit his cheeks in a deviant moment of desire.


    She even grabbed his waist with her legs, refusing to let him escape while staring at him evilly! "You aren''t escaping tonight!"


    Lancelot gulped, hearing her growl, and realised this was probably the first of many rounds! A snake''s mating could last for many hours... sometimes more than a full day...


    Both bodies returned to the bed...


    Sweat covered them completely as his cock stayed inside her, neither wanting to separate from one another''s warmth and body.


    Then, before they could think, the Serpent and the dragon began their second round; this time, the Serpent wanted to ride the dragon and show she was not inferior!

 Chapter 156 - 43: A Proud Serpent And Her Handsome Dragon

    Beep-Beep


    The sound of a phone buzzing with an irritating high-pitched alarm sounded in a room full of messy fabrics tossed around, the floor covered in clothes and dirty sheets filled with all manner of fluids while on the bed naked.


    A charming woman lays on the chest of a handsome male, her thighs still tightly coiled around his waist as they remain connected with a thick, white goo, almost sealing their connection as it slowly oozes down onto the bed.


    "Nnnn... shut up... I don''t want to go to school today..." The woman moaned in a cute but scratchy voice as her slightly swollen lips kissed the man''s muscular chest.


    "Honey~ turn off the alarm..." She purred in a cute voice, causing the male to stir, but the moment he reached for the phone, his hips twisted and lifted, causing the woman''s lips to open and release an erotic moan as her insides were churned slowly.


    "Haa... you... we had so much sex, and you''re still hard!?"


    "..."


    Lancelot just turned off the alarm before looking at the woman mounting him with a cold look because, despite her complaining... It was her hips that were now moving slowly, slithering along his member like a snake.


    "Nnn, what are you looking at... haa... you poked me first¡ªnow I''m going to have some fun."


    "We''ll be late for the academy, you know?" Lancelot smirked as he began to feel the mood growing inside him.


    Evaine didn''t care as her body leaned back, pressing her hands on his abdomen, and her hips began to flick and gallop on his crotch, creating loud, sticky melodies of lust and passion while her eyes seemed to glow in delight.


    "Haa... just once.... okay? One more time... this is too good!" She whimpered as her hips flicked and twisted, moving faster as she lost herself in pleasure.


    Soon, only the sounds of hot breaths, a woman''s vibrant moans and the creaking of a high-quality bed filled the room...


    ***


    Two hours later...


    "You bastard! I said once more... why are we now two hours late? Evaine cried out as they were sitting in the back of Sebastian''s black Benz, the old man made to blush by this fiery young woman who spoke of their night."


    He was glad he chose to go home and visit his cute elf wife instead of staying at the hotel like he planned... a night of watching her sewing and drinking tea together, a wholesome romance.


    "I seem to remember it was you who was mounting me as I woke up, then began to sway your hips, begging for more..."


    "Oi! Don''t lie... you clearly... it was you that was so eager to penetrate me!"


    The two bickered while Sebastian at least didn''t have to worry about heirs due to the conversation never once mentioning using any.


    He watched as the instructor rushed out of the car, spraying herself with perfume and deodorant before almost falling on her heels due to the strange way she was walking as if her thighs were sore or not working properly.


    "Young Master, are you not going to follow her? Lady Evaine seems to be struggling to walk."


    Lancelot was sitting in the back seat, enjoying the sight of her suffering, but listening to the old man''s advice, he smiled wryly and left the car and jogged after her and helped carry her folder as she seemed to forget the place and wrapped her arm around his neck.


    "These two, why do they pretend to argue when both feel the same... Strange kids."


    Sebastian then left to park his car as, unlike usual, he wouldn''t be going home or being off duty with Merlin¡ªinstead, he would be guarding Lancelot and the women he cared for in secret, working in tandem with their guards.


    ***


    There weren''t many students as it was way past the start of lessons, so Evaine and Lancelot didn''t rush before arriving at her classroom, where everyone was messing around or chatting together. It was only when the pair arrived that keen eyes noticed certain things.


    Evaine wore the same outfit as yesterday¡ªher neck and chest were filled with kiss marks and other signs of a love affair, while Lancelot was the same; rather, his uniform was missing the blazer as he left it in Sebastian''s car.


    Guinevere, Sumika and Laura instantly realised what was going on as they all made knowing smiles while speaking amongst themselves.


    The cute Maria tilted her head, listening to their vulgar words before her fairy whispered in her ear, causing her face to turn bright red.


    "Ahem! Everyone to your desks. I have personal matters to attend to."


    "Please forgive my delay."


    Evaine''s aura was so powerful the moment she spoke that all the girls gossiped while the men became jealous and heartbroken as they all froze still and stopped playing, and returned to their desks.


    "Today, we are going to study how to maximise the usage of magic." sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot admired how easily Evaine regained control of her classroom without a mere slip. She was soon the same instructor who was nicknamed queen by the majority of the classroom, who feared her punishments.


    The lesson was quite boring for Lancelot because of his changes and daily training. His ether could now last almost endlessly in battle as long as he didn''t abuse his dominus.


    Thus, he spent class mostly learning alongside Laura and Sumika, who also found the topic dull but still noted Evaine''s wisdom in teaching and guiding them. Lancelot, however, spent most of his time stealing glances at his lover, wondering whether he should invite her for a meal tonight.


    As the final class ended... the bell rang, and Evaine waited until everyone left, making sure Lancelot stayed in his seat with Guinevere and Sumika watching them with strange eyes... "You two wait here," Evaine spoke to both girls, while Lancelot felt like some kind of conflict was going to happen!


    "Lancelot du Lac."


    Evaine spoke while smiling at him and then looked to Guin and Sumika, "These two girls are also your little lovers, right?"


    Eh!? Sumika and Guinevere blushed as Lancelot froze... why was Evaine acting this way?


    He grew worried as both women glanced at him before turning to Evaine; at first, they thought this would be a contest or shouting match before Evaine gave them a polite bow, "Nice to meet you. I am also Lancelot''s woman, pleased to meet you."


    Both Lancelot and these two beautiful women were shocked, their mouths opening as Evaine bowed politely!


    What the fuck is going on!? Sumika and Guin asked Lancelot silently... unsure of Evaine''s intentions!


    Lancelot grew anxious while pondering Evaine''s weird behaviour. What was going on with her!?


    "Um... Nice to meet you too?" Sumika replied first as Guin just stared blankly.


    "Indeed. Nice to meet you. I would appreciate it if you girls helped support Lancelot. After all, he has a lot of girlfriends..." Evaine giggled while glancing at Lancelot as his worries disappeared, and he understood something.


    Evaine was afraid of losing him like in those nightmares she mentioned... So, she wanted Sumika and Guin as a cushion. She must trust me not to leave her for another woman because the fact she knows about these two isn''t killing me...


    Lancelot wanted to praise Evaine for trusting him, but instead, he grew worried as Sumika and Guinevere both smiled evilly... oh no!


    "Of course, he''s such a good lover¡ªit feels nice to have his hands touch my bare butt every day during mana circulation training." Guin''s smile was so bright and scary Lancelot wanted to slap her, but her words caused Evaine to raise an eyebrow while glancing at him strangely!


    "It''s true... his cock feels great when you wake up impaled, right? I couldn''t help but start riding him, and we were late this morning." Evaine replied, completely unphased, as she joined the desk with Sumika and Guinevere while Lancelot rushed out of the room to avoid hearing their girls talk!


    Woosh!


    Then when he opened the door, a small girl with light blue hair was squatting with her ears on the door, as he tripped over Maria''s body, falling into the corridor and landing on top of her soft body... his hands squishing her huge, flexible melons flat between his fingers!


    Maria squealed cutely while Lancelot felt his blood boiling despite the night with Evaine¡ªleaning down, he whispered in her ears to tease the cute little frost fairy. "Did you enjoy hearing about my sex life?"


    Maria went stiff¡ªher cute voice answering, "Y-yes~ I did~ it sounded so amazing..."


    Her pure and honest reply caused Lancelot to freeze before standing up awkwardly... this small fairy girl, wearing a D-cup breast size¡ªwouldn''t go nuts... however, he was reminded he had a very healthy teacher and two other lovers currently discussing intimate topics!!


    "Do you want to grab lunch together, Maria?" So he chose to escape.


    Maria smiled cutely... "Okay! Lancelot, hold my hand!" She shouted happily while skipping beside him like, her huge breasts bouncing while running towards the cafeteria, humming a lovely tune.


    Lancelot, however, wondered if he should run away with her... He was seriously tempted to push her down in some bushes. She was so cute and erotic!


    This was dangerous territory!!


    Maria''s cute humming caused several males and females to turn their heads as she skipped beside Lancelot, her soft hand holding his.


    Many of them recognised Lancelot, and the majority didn''t pay much attention, but several females recognised Maria as the mysterious beauty ranked number one in the freshman''s popularity list!


    Lancelot took her towards the cafeteria and bought her favourite food¡ªthey found a seat outside where Maria ate happily, and Lancelot sat beside her while she leaned against his body while humming happily,


    She pressed soft breasts squished against his arms... Whether she did it on purpose or accident, he would have to ask the Fairy queen what was missing.

 Chapter 157 - 44: Escaping To Avalon!

    After finishing lunch, Maria asked if he would escort her to the portals as she wanted to visit Avalon to protect her territory as someone was attacking it. Lancelot found her upset look too adorable and couldn''t help but smile and grasp her hand, enjoying the contrasting emotions of her worrying and embarrassment from holding hands.


    Strange...


    There have been two people, no three, watching us since we left the dining hall, but that is not including Sebastian, and they are so good at hiding their presence that I cannot make out who or where they are watching from.


    "Hehe~ holding a hot guy''s arm, the hottest guy''s arm."


    Lancelot could only smile wryly as his left eye noticed long ago that Maria''s back was fluttering with blue fairy wings that flickered with delicate snow dust each time she got excited.


    It seems that Maria is a special woman able to synchronise with her summons, so naturally, this normally requires using summon drive, but she... is doing it like breathing.


    "Are you going to enter Avalon with me, Lancelot?"


    He knew that she didn''t know about his and Guinevere''s secret, so he just nodded at her bright face and could only hope that she wasn''t in a place close to danger because he didn''t have any memory of her once they formed the round table of resistance...


    A table of Lords who came together against the traitors.


    It took Lancelot a year to finally be allowed to sit on that table after several died, and he became recognised...


    Looking at the little fairy with a smile, he believed she would have been on that table if she were alive, and if she had taken the enemy''s side, he would still have known of her...


    Fairies are rare troop types as their race was very playful and had high standards, and if they had any darkness in their hearts or any deceit would only get imps or demons instead.


    "Do you want to enter with me, snow fairy?" He would always play along because the queen fairy did not take over but assimilated, meaning the two girls'' feelings were identical, and both existed at once.


    These were the actions and questions little baroness Maria was too shy to ask or do, while the little fairy wanted the best for her master just like Morgana did Lancelot.


    "I do... If you were close to my village. I would be so happy!" Her ice-blue eyes shone and flickered soft snow each time her long lashes fluttered from happiness.


    Lancelot laughed wryly... Maria and her queen fairy, if both were the same and synchronised naturally, why does she need summon drive... Or how powerful would it be if she used it... He could not help but ponder this as she led him towards the academy portals while squeezing his hand tightly as if she never wanted this moment to end.


    It was at that moment his thoughts were proved to be true... a flash of red before a fireball was thrown towards the pair as Maria''s wings fluttered brightly, and her beautiful ice-blue eyes changed to a midnight blue before a veil of snow covered her and Lancelot as he felt a chill down his spine as a shield of pure mana in the form of snow surrounding them.


    "Who!? Why did someone attack you here?" Maria''s soft voice sounded as she looked about, ready to cry, before she moved towards him.


    The fireball struck the shield as Maria pulled Lancelot towards her and pushed him down while protecting him¡ªthe cool feeling of her body enveloped him as she so flexibly cast another spell, several ice blades shooting towards the attacker, who suddenly fled the scene.


    Lancelot took a deep breath before he saw another flicker of light, but this was something her body couldn''t stop... it was a huge spell only castable by an instructor!


    A rock meteor shot towards them, so he lifted his body, wrapping it around the cute fairy, who let out a sudden gasp and squeak as the huge rock smashed into his body, sending them both flying into the Avalon portal together.


    At the very last moment, Lancelot''s fingers snapped as hundreds of purple blades sliced through the walls and floor, tearing apart the instructor''s defence, leaving hundreds of deep scales on his legs, arms and several on his face, before the male fled the scene as a strange sensation filled both Maria and Lancelot...


    The world began to twirl as nausea and turbulence caused their bodies to fling around the portal''s tunnel. Maria screamed as Lancelot hugged her tightly...


    Protecting her body against the harsh, turbulent forces, strange arcane tears and sharp, magical debris began to cut and tear into his flesh as they were suddenly flung out at their destination...


    ***


    Meanwhile, the attacker escaped successfully...


    "Heh... he is stronger than expected."


    "Mother of Sorrows, please forgive this servant''s failure!"


    "However, my goddess will enjoy him after she breaks his body and mind... haha, he ruined a chance for me to claim the frost fairy''s heart and offer it to her."


    The assassin laughed evilly before disappearing, leaving only blood flowing from his many wounds!


    ***


    A winter village with tall conifer trees, gentle singing from a female choir, and a fresh fragrance of pine needles filled the senses as Lancelot opened his eyes slowly while carrying Maria, who clung to him tightly.


    Her soft lips were kissing his neck, sucking on one of the wounds gently, while her blue wings fluttered rapidly, licking his wounds with a pleasant face only to freeze the moment he looked into her eyes, and she pulled away.


    "I can''t help myself... the moment the fairy queen synced with my body, she suddenly got carried away... my saliva can heal your wounds, and you probably enjoyed the sensation of my lips!" For the first time, Maria seemed to speak her feelings and scolded him back as she wiped the blood from her lips and looked around.


    "Ah... were at my village... how are you here too?"


    What? How could I travel to another Lord''s territory... this place is a Lord''s domain... only becoming a spouse or getting special permission should let me pass to her lands. Lancelot pondered this, his wounds healing rapidly...


    Maria sighed, realising Lancelot''s confused gaze... "My queen fairy says only a strong, handsome lover can be here with me... Lancelot, you are my prince."


    Eh!? What is this!? Is it some kind of fairy rule? That is absurd... How can Fairies change the very workings of Avalon?


    However, it had happened: a Lord on the brink of becoming a Demon King was brought to this small fairy village with lovely women fluttering their wings with snow and ice dancing through the air...


    The village was full of cute snow elf maidens dressed in fluffy fur outfits that wrapped around their modest chests with small ears covered with their woollen hats...


    Lancelot couldn''t help but notice several elven maids whispering among themselves while giggling seductively.


    Maria realised and slapped his cheek, "Bad boy... only my body belongs to you, don''t look at other fairies!" She cried, looking extremely upset as several elves gasped with a pouting expression, causing Lancelot to sweatdrop.


    Seeing his reaction, they all began to laugh and gently giggle, with Maria hugging his body tightly, "I''m sorry, we were just playing..."


    Lancelot then noticed that the fairy was no longer inside her... now the ice fairy queen was sitting on a small fairy throne that floated in the air with two cute masked fairies flying beside her.


    ...This girl doesn''t realise, does she?


    How cute is She... But why do I get only bad feelings about what happened to her in my last life?


    He wanted to give the brave girl a little reward, his hand stroking the side of her face as she finally seemed to panic before he leaned closer and pressed his lips against hers... Maria was surprised as Lancelot kissed her sweetly, his tongue slipping inside her mouth as he licked her tiny tongue.


    Maria trembled as her wings flapped brightly... Snow began to fall from the sky like it was linked to her feelings and emotions as the elves and queen fairy all stared, entranced as their kiss ended, and Maria''s cheeks turned scarlet.


    Lancelot decided not to tease the small girl too much as her Queen was staring directly at him as if to devour him... but then she jumped on him and kissed him again!


    Maria straddled his waist, her soft body melting into his body while she pressed her lips against him wildly and licked him with her little tongue... Lancelot decided not to stop her and allow the small girl to let all her desires and frustration out... He wasn''t going to let her slip through his fingers anyway.


    Now, it was too late¡ªshe had begun to flutter her little fairy wings into his heart. She was different from Evaine, Guinevere or Morgana... This girl was so gentle, her lovely snow gently pilling up until his heart became a winter wonderland.


    His eyes stared at the queen fairy floating on her throne as she stared with an evil smile and winked at him with a cute smile, even giving him a thumbs up... S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Damn, the fairy tricked me! She wanted this all along... for Maria to finally take a step with her own body and will... ah... but her tongue feels so good when it coils mine... it''s a little cold and tastes of mint chocolate and was addictive.


    Maria finally stopped kissing Lancelot as her wings fluttered while pulling back... her icy blue eyes staring into his as he held her slender waist while she remained on his lap. He then gently patted her head while humming a childish song.


    Lancelot could only laugh as she sat on his knee like a child as he was taller and far older... he didn''t mind the position as it caused her big, springy breasts to squish against his chest and neckline while she rubbed her nose against him, smiling happily.


    "This is such a lovely dream, ehehe.... kissing Lancelot in my village, one of my dreams came true, hehe.


    "It''s not a dream, Maria¡ªnow that you''ve kissed me twice, don''t think I''ll let you escape to another man," Lancelot whispered with his deep voice, pulling her tightly against his chest as the fairies all began to sing and dance in the sky and the elves clapped...


    Two small fairy crowns made with white and blue flowers were dropped on their heads... as if this was a real wedding ceremony!?


    "Mmmm... so manly and sexy, just like my naughty dreams..." Maria was still in her strange mood as they both suddenly froze at a sound in their ears.


    [The Fairy Queen Melodica has overseen the marriage of Maria Lovell and Lancelot du Lac.]


    [Winterdale is now a joint territory between the husband and wife.]


    [Lancelot can teleport and build freely in Winterdale but needs to be kind and gentle with his new wife, or the Fairy Queen will punish him.]

 Chapter 158 - 45: Suddenly, A Cute Fairy Wife!

    Lancelot and Maria looked at each other with a shocked face for a moment before the lovely Maria turned bright red and tried to hide her face as she looked at her commander with an angry face.


    It''s happened... I won''t just let her escape now since we''ve kissed several times, and our fates are interlinked.


    Her cute red cheeks make me want to tease her more.


    However, he didn''t release her and continued to hold her close, causing the fairy Maria to let out a high-pitched meep as his hands squeezed her buttocks. In his mind, Lancelot decided the moment that sound was played to treat her the same as he would his other wives.


    "L-Lancelot... you''re touching my..."


    He interrupted her, leaning forward as his breath blew against her neck and small pointed ears. "Call me Husband, my little fairy wife."


    Ah... I can''t hold back looking at her big, clueless eyes!


    Lancelot lifted her chin, as Maria seemed to have short-circuited, and once again tasted her mint chocolate saliva, his tongue slipping inside her little mouth as she finally realised Lancelot wasn''t messing with her and this wasn''t a dream as his hands began to massage and caress her large bottom, squeezing her fleshy cheeks through the light blue dress that formed upon kissing him.


    Maria began to tremble while moaning weakly as her little tongue flailed before it coiled around his in a tight embrace as they shared their warmth...


    Moments after, the queen fairy watched this and felt bored as her small master didn''t react¡ªinstead, she was now getting all hot and bothered making out with her new husband. The queen''s fairy mask lifted slightly before she signalled her two fairy maids...


    Their bodies flew down to the kissing couple while the queen fairy chuckled... S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot was too busy feeling Maria''s soft ass to realise these maids gently touched his chest and shoulders... Their little wings flickered snowflakes against his neck as his body heated up quickly!


    "Nnn... your tongue is so big... it feels so weird and warm...." Maria''s innocent words caused Lancelot to freeze as her little hand reached for his trousers, her ice-cold fingers rubbing his crotch and gently trying to unzip them before the two felt a sudden jolt of magic separate them as the fairy queen clapped her hands, watching the two taking deep breaths.


    "It seems the fairy marriage ceremony is too effective for humans..." Melodica then began to speak in a more gentle tone, like a musical melody that Lancelot could understand now he had married Maria.


    It was like fairy language was added to his skills.


    "Mastah, now your beloved Lancelot is your man! Hehe~ now let''s focus on defending our village, or the big bad trolls will kill us all!" Melodica told Maria, causing Lancelot to nod as well.


    He realised the serious situation, but Melodica smiled kindly, "Don''t worry... these fairies are the strongest tribe of Avalon because fairies naturally harmonise with our land and gain far more power..."


    "Trolls are weak to cold, and their bodies are made of rotting wood, so the moment my girls surround and strike them with frost blizzards, their bodies will begin to burn and die..."


    But Lancelot knew she was bluffing because the weakness of trolls was fire!


    No... he could see her eyes looking at him as if to say, please don''t make Maria worry, help us with your magic... I beg you. We don''t want her to cry about lost fairies anymore.


    It seems Maria is blessed with a lovely commander, too¡ªmaybe all the queen types are interesting like this.


    Lancelot then gently patted Maria''s head, causing her to rub her snowy nose against his neck, "Maria, let''s fight the trolls... My magic is strong; I''ll use it to defeat these enemies with your queen fairy..."


    He felt Maria freeze as she looked into his eyes with her icy-blue eyes trembling as if she were about to cry... but Melodica interrupted her...


    "Mastah, the snow elves are gathering; it is time to be brave. Let''s show your husband how strong we are, and then he will gladly give you his seed!"


    "Ahh!?" Maria''s face turned bright red as the Fairy Queen''s words seemed to be no-nonsense and caused the poor girl almost to have a heart attack.


    Bang!


    Suddenly, their slow moment ended as the Snow elves holding shortbows and the fairies flew to the north gate that was banging¡ªit seemed the trolls didn''t give any time to prepare as Lancelot lifted Maria like a princess and rushed to the wooden walls his right arm was free because Maria was so light, as he began to upgrade all the other walls, and used the lord interface to transfer some of his resources to Maria to help her.


    The wooden wall, almost broken into pieces, suddenly became a thick, Blackstone wall like the citadel''s special defences. The trolls club shattered, leaving the ten trolls standing in a daze, while Lancelot jumped onto the five-metre tall wall, his eyes looking down, as Maria hugged his neck, sniffing his chest through his open shirt.


    "Snow Elves!" Lancelot''s loud shout caused these cute elven maidens holding short bows and winter runes on their foreheads to aim towards the trolls, who had not yet reacted... the moment Lancelot gave the signal, their bodies bent low as Maria stood behind him... her wings flickering as cold air began to fill the whole wall, freezing everyone''s hairs.


    "Snow Blizzard!" Melodica gave the order, and all the elves fired their bows, launching the enchanted arrows that shattered into ice dust


    "Fire!" Lancelot ordered the elves as their arrows snuck behind the blizzard, and shards of sharp ice and frost began to assault the trolls, causing their rotting wooden bodies to begin freezing...


    Lancelot also aimed his palms towards the trolls as Maria hugged his neck and her flexible legs wrapped around his waist, her lower body pressing against his crotch as she felt herself falling¡ªthe moment Melodica signalled, Maria kissed his ear while biting it, causing his ether to flow rapidly!


    Magic began to surge like a flowing river into Lancelot''s body, causing his hands to glow bright red and black with flames as his raven wings began to unfurl and flutter, casting shadows below the trolls...


    "Flame barrage!" Lancelot shouted as several fireballs grew rapidly like missiles! His palms moved faster than bullets, firing hundreds of fireballs that ignited and exploded upon hitting the blizzard and melted all the ice, creating a steam explosion before the water evaporated as the fireballs exploded against the frozen trolls, engulfing their bodies...


    Within seconds their entire force was destroyed, while Maria was sucking, and licking his ear, transferring her ether as it began to run out... as she turned pale, her small blue wings now pale.


    Maria trembled, feeling empty ether, but his warm body caused her heart to beat fast as she moved from his ear to his neck, biting, nibbling and sucking on his warm skin with a faint moan until Melodica patted her shoulder and Maria realised what happened to her.


    "My Lady... your compatibility with Lord Lancelot is too high..." Melodica giggled as she looked at her Lady''s smile and brilliant face for the first time and fluttered down with the other fairies to collect the loot and prepare for the next wave.


    "Are you alright, Maria?" Lancelot asked, his arms tightly wrapped around her rump, holding her up as she began to close her eyes and seem sleepy.


    "Mmm... I can transfer my mana... make it supercharged... only for you... Nnn.... sleepy..."


    Maria drifted off before Lancelot sighed¡ªthis fairy wife of his was far too interesting and pure...


    so he gently stroked her soft, fluffy hair and kissed her head before jumping from the walls as Melodica laughed cheerfully, leading him to her big, cosy wooden house that looked more like a cottage from a fairytale where a witch would fatten two children up and then eat them, than a little humans princess castle...


    The moment he entered, a sweet fragrance of pine needles and vanilla scents greeted his senses¡ªas Lancelot laid Maria on a huge king bed with cute white kitten blankets and sheets, her arms didn''t leave his head until he kissed her lips gently, and she began to giggle and mumble in her sleep.


    "Melodica, can you help me?" Lancelot asked as he sat on the large chair beside Maria''s bed, patting his lap as the queen fairy looked stunned but still flew over anyway.


    "What might I help you with, Lord Lancelot?" Her soft ass sitting on his palm instead of his lap as she winked at him. Lancelot didn''t care much and just swiped his hand across the sky as various options to upgrade appeared.


    "I want to make this village better, but keeping it to the way Maria likes most, will you help me choose the higher level buildings as we build them for her as she sleeps." His voice was stern and serious, nothing like the playful playboy from earlier.


    "Now that she is my wife, I want her to be safe and able to conquer the entire area if she wants to."


    Melodica realised Lancelot''s intentions and smiled brightly, "That is simple! Mastah loves fairytale books the most, and she loves cute things!"


    Maria mumbled while tossing and turning in bed as Melodica chose upgrades based on her Lady''s favourite things...


    Lancelot watched as the village became a winter-themed fantasy land, reminding him of Snow White''s home where the evil queen would live but with lots of beautiful snow elf maidens who worked and danced, singing cheerful songs while wearing fluffy cat-eared hats...


    The buildings became reinforced with strange permafrost that would resist most heavy attacks, and the walls were no longer black marble but became a blue and white variant like snow and water mixed, as the insides bubbled to add an unbelievable effect.


    Once again, for his cute wife, he spent a lot of his base resources looking at the new town... yes thanks to his efforts and expanding her territory two spaces each way¡ªit became a town as the snow elves and fairies all became excited with more space to play and dance.


    "I am going to create a transporter¡ªthis will take you to my human territory, near a mountain. If you go here, there will be fox people, so make sure to say my name or Sumika when you send messengers... Melodica, I hope you can send messages once an hour¡ªthink of it as sending a few troops to have some time to play in other places."


    Melodica watched Lancelot, now shirtless in the back, helping the weaker fairies chop trees and plant new seeds. His back was covered in cold sweat¡ªdespite the low temperature, it didn''t affect him as she asked a curious question.


    "Do you love my Lady?"


    He dropped the axe and smiled gently¡ªthere were no lies or facade as he spoke honestly.


    "I like her. I find her attractive and cute, but the love right now is a little seed that needs watering. I can only say that I will never abandon her and that I started falling for her since the moment she began to speak to me even more since coming here."


    Melodica thought to herself deeply... Maria had suffered so much, and she just wanted her master to be happy.


    At first, she planned to cancel the marriage, but seeing her master''s face... the way Lancelot accepted everything, and his affectionate look and actions... now the town is so vibrant...


    She wanted to make it work, to make them love each other so Maria''s smile would never fade.


    This became the Fairy Queen''s biggest desire.

 Chapter 159 - 46: How Do I Return?

    Lancelot spent almost seven hours helping the fairies complete the huge teleportation device able to send thirty troops to Camelot and back thanks to their link¡ªit was also able to send half that amount each to his other bases as well.


    Thank god, let''s get into contact with someone... Hmm? I can''t connect to them¡ªwhat''s going on?


    This has to be a trick, right... why is the logout function on my lord system red!?


    "Give me a break... my name isn''t Kirito...."


    He began to look around, feeling a sense of worry because this portal needed the other side to accept the initial link¡ªotherwise, it would never work, and he would still be stranded because, despite trying to leave Avalon using his normal method, it only gave a strange error and denied his request.


    I don''t like this... I want to hear my cute girls'' voices!


    {Husban.... Master, everyone is worried because Sumika and Guinevere came to find you, but you were not there...}


    Oh... like an angel, she''s always on time! It''s my lovely Marimo''s voice how I missed you.


    {They wished me to tell you that because of the sudden attack, the academy closed the portals temporarily to investigate.}


    Who cares! Let''s chat, my lovely Wife ~ I missed you and want you to come to me with a squad of thirty hares. I found a lovely place where you might find happiness more than the other troops.


    Marimo had been trying her best to stay calm and professional after being given a higher rank in his heart and was now called the King''s Wife by the other girls. It made her heart thump when he started speaking such sweet words...


    {Husband... where? I will come! Let me get some things... makeup... outfits....


    weapons...}


    Lancelot loved listening to her whispering voice because Marimo always seemed so sensible and in control. She would mess up with little things like leaving her communication open to him as she began choosing between red-laced and velvet blue panties...


    {Master~ this hare has been very bad, and she needs you to use those thick, powerful hands to spank her fat, frost hare butt~ hehehe~ will the husband be rough, or let me sit on his face... ah~ I cannot.... eh?....heh? Why can I hear Master''s erotic thoughts....}


    This naughty hare, I am going to tie her up and spank her little ass!


    There was a moment of silence, then her little groan and squeak as she seemed to realise that her thoughts were being transmitted all the time...


    {Husband... M-Marimo isn''t a lewd woman. She just likes you so much, and it feels so~~~ good when you touch and lick her!}


    Marimo, too a firm stance!


    Lancelot smiled as he noticed the distant trolls once again seeming to want to cause trouble even if he knew their walls could easily take their blows for years.


    He worried and wanted to eliminate the threat so Maria could grow her town and not be in danger because she died in the past, and there must be a threat nearby that could kill such a smart lady.


    I have to find the killer... Marimo, I think you are perfect as you are, but please arrange for troops because we are going hunting. I need your strongest girls in both melee and ranged combat because I don''t know what we are dealing with.


    Also, bring Tyr and tell her I will accept her into my roost if she comes here. Ask Tiamat to take over your role as Camelot''s defender.


    {Yes, Master, I will be there in less than an hour!}


    Lancelot loved how she could switch between her flirty new wife, Marimo and the serious Captain of the guard, Marimo. It was part of her charm that made him fall for her in the first place.


    I can''t wait to see you, bring the red-laced pair.


    "Is everything alright, Lord Lancelot?" The soft voice of the Queen of ice fairies sounded in his ear as she sat on his shoulder with a seductive aroma of frosted blueberries.


    Melodica was like Maria and had long linked their feelings and senses due to how the Fairy Queen worked. They needed an anchor to keep them in the world, and thus, Maria and Melodica were like two peas in a pod.


    "My troops will soon arrive¡ªfor now, only a small number to test the portal and help you defend against the trolls and other enemies that lurk in that white forest."


    "Oh? You''re not going to leave straight away?"


    Lancelot smiled. This little fairy was both the courage of Maria and the insecurity and doubt, likely allowing Maria to spend her life so happily as this little thing shouldered her burdens without a complaint.


    "I cannot leave my new wife the day after we are wed, and there is something dangerous around here, right? Something you haven''t told Maria about."


    The smile on the fairy''s face suddenly vanished as her mouth opened wide like her big eyes, and she shuddered a sense of terror from this ever-confident spirit.


    "The dark, scary monster... It feasts on magical... devours fairies and spirits..."


    Hmmm?


    "He doesn''t eat for food... but fun... the monster is a Lord... from our home planet, and he destroyed the Wind Queen''s garden and the Fire Queen''s forest... and..."


    "Ate the last Ice Queen before my eyes... while his strange laughter and those big... peering eyes watching with amusement as he crushed mother in his teeth..."


    "He then said, Run along, little fairy princess... become a queen, and I''ll come devour you too, hihihihi."


    "So I ran... and ran... and ran... and then found myself in the arms of Maria... who smelled like mother."


    Lancelot leaned back, taking a deep breath.


    The soothing chill of the blue and white stone was quite comforting as he tried to imagine the scenes of a small fairy. Somehow, Maria''s image overlapped with the fairy princess in the story, and then a heavy feeling appeared in his stomach...


    Is this it... was she devoured by the fairy Queen...?


    He looked at Melodica and realised she was crying... but her tears became small droplets of ice crystals and fluttered in the wind as her big eyes stared at him. He felt the same kind of desire to protect her that he did for Maria.


    "I will slay it."


    "Hueh?"


    "I will slay that monster for you to keep you safe, so don''t cry, little fairy princess."


    Lancelot''s soft finger brushed away the crystalline tears as the eyes of the fairy queen widened, her face turning bright red just like Maria would when they first started speaking, and he teased her.


    "I swear, this is a knight''s oath to his princess."


    He gave a bow as her wings began fluttering faster and faster before she fluttered away with a red face, looking back with a pout before her voice sounded on the cold winds... filled with warmth and her cute timbre.


    "Hmph! Since you have promised, you must do so, Knight Lancelot! This princess will await your successful oath!"


    {Master, we are coming now.}


    Lancelot was still stunned because of the small red lip marks on his cheek, leaving both a cold chill and a burning heat from the fairy and her clear hopes and desire for him to achieve the oath he made.


    She''s just as cute as Maria... damn. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The next moment, the teleporter began to glow with a bright white shine, probably visible for hundreds of miles, depending on the height of the viewer.


    One by one, fully armed in woollen and leather armour, the thirty frost hares were the ones who came first. All of them were like a true armed force as they stepped forward with the same stride and speed before kneeling to Lancelot in the snow.


    "Our King, we have come to serve!" The echo and melodic tones from their different voices caused it to sound like a song as each hare remained still, looking at him with beautiful big eyes and floppy ears.


    "I am grateful that you are the ones that came, my lovely frost hares. How do you like this winter wonderland? Is it to your liking?"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" The excitement in their voices island close to their home filled with snow and glistening trees filled with ice.


    Lancelot could tell that each of them was overly excited and wanted to explore, especially after seeing the snow elves and fairies that were hiding and peeking from the buildings.


    "Good, there are monsters and a devious devil that wish to destroy this scenery. My lovely hares, would you follow me into battle to protect it?"


    "Yes! Your Highness!" They all stood and gave him a cute, synchronised salute before the teleporter shone once more, and three figures appeared.


    Ikumi, Tyr and Marimo.


    "Master!"


    "Darling!"


    "Emperor! Please accept me!!!"


    The three women were adorable in their ways, with the polite and steady Marimo greeting as she should, then Ikumi, who had grown to a wonderful woman unable to hide her affection, and finally, the dragoness, who was desperate for Lancelot''s seed.


    With this... I can first eliminate the trolls and bolster her forces slowly.

 Chapter 160 - 1: Crushing My Fairys Enemy!

    Lancelot observed the three women with a smile as he began to formulate his plan while Maria still seemed to be sleeping¡ªhe noticed several times that the fairy queen would scatter dust over her body, which probably kept her resting.


    Nice save, Melodica.


    "Marimo, you and Ikumi take the hares and scout the surrounding area and give me a report on which direction is the best to expand and keep track of any settlements or monster bases while out."


    "Yessar!"


    "Yes, master."


    Ikumi gave a salute while hopping towards the group of hares with her loud voice calling out to them and calling them all sisters while the lovely Marimo bowed to me and followed her with a worried face, her large rump jiggling as she hopped towards them.


    "Tyr."


    "Hahi!?"


    The dragoness was currently looking away while whistling as if wondering if she had done something wrong, but she couldn''t be blamed. He treated her so badly and forgot that Tyr existed the moment he left her.


    She showed a sign of fear not because of power or strength but because of what he represented.


    There was only ever one male dragon emperor bloodline. It was never understood why, but when two appeared like some kind of curse, one of them would wither and die, be it the work of beings above, even Tyr didn''t understand.


    "I''m sorry."


    Suddenly, her eyes widened as he hugged her body¡ªthe black-haired dragoness felt a strange sensation envelop her as his warmth and beating heart sounded in her ears while enjoying Lancelot''s large hands stroking her back gently.


    "I didn''t mean to leave you doing that for so long. Can you forgive me?"


    Tyr was a very lonely dragoness, and that mountain was more like a tomb for her to rot than her roost¡ª thus, the moment she met Lancelot, her entire world went from a grey hell to a brilliant world of colour and hope.


    She had been alone for thousands of years, and that is only because any longer in her memory felt too tragic to remember.


    Thus, Lancelot''s hug caused Tyr to freeze... her yellow eyes blinking as tears filled them and rolled down her cheeks gently.


    It felt like she had become so human and weak as the male she would one day love apologised and cared about her feelings and not how useful she was.


    She wrapped her arms around him and licked his neckline while enjoying his warm smell and breathing¡ªher dragon bloodline bubbling as her lips purred with pleasure as the Dragon emperor she had dreamt of for millennia petted her back before she calmed and finally let go of Lancelot.


    Before she could recoil, he pulled her closer and kissed her cheek before letting go...


    Tyr froze¡ªher face reddened with her lips opening and closing in shock, but Lancelot winked at her and spoke cheerfully, "Can you stay by my side?" It felt like he was just shooting deadly fireballs straight into her heart, as she couldn''t help but forget the hardship of terraforming the forests for building...


    "Always... I... I will survey the area from the sky... that.... later.... talk about the k...kiss!"


    Her large wings unfurled and flapped gently¡ªher body then lifted off the ground, floating gracefully while shooting into the skies like a missile as Lancelot watched her cute back.


    The snow elves nearby watched this scene, whispering among themselves... but Tyr didn''t know as her face was still blushing¡ªonce far enough, she squealed cutely and pumped her fist while doing several loops in the sky in celebration her mouth, releasing a huge black flame that created beautiful shapes in the air.


    "Ya!!! We did it!!!! Yaha!!! Stupid Tiamat~~~ hahaha!" (Dragon Speech)


    Lancelot decided to walk around and help Maria''s fairies and elves plant new crops while checking on her village... it seemed that Melodica organised several snow elf maidens.


    They were happily singing and planting seeds while dancing around¡ªinstead of normal fruits and vegetables, the snow elves cultivated special variants like snowberries, frost apples and ice carrots that sound disgusting. Still, they are just more rustic and cold-resistant.


    In fact, the colder it is, the faster they grow.


    "Are you all doing alright?" He asked the ground of six snow elves who had just finished and were watching him arrange a flower garden in the shape of a heart with blue flowers.


    One female elf wearing cute winter fur with a floppy hat spoke while wiping the sweat from her forehead... Lancelot felt enchanted as her blue eyes gleamed, her cute cat ears flicking through holes in her hat.


    "Lord Lancelot, would you like to relax and eat with us? We were just going to cook, and Mastah Maria always gives us food first!" Her soft voice was charming and a little seductive as the elf smiled.


    "You girls, go enjoy a nice meal¡ªI want to go and help protect our little town soon." He stroked the strange elf; because of the fey magic, their race was like a mismatch of an elf and cat girl, but they were extremely beautiful. A shame they were all small in stature.


    Another elf jumped up and down... Lancelot didn''t notice before, but their breasts were indeed larger and rounder than he thought, jiggling and bouncing, however, incomparable to their master Maria, who seemed to have the largest melons despite the size difference.


    It felt like these girls were grown with different materials¡ªperhaps it has something to do with Melodica being the Queen Fairy and summoning the snow elves with Maria''s help.


    The elven maiden shook her cute ears while smiling, her gloved hand pulling her hat down before tilting her head cutely, "Lord Lancelot, you''re so nice¡ªthank you so much for upgrading our village; it feels like it is full of life..."


    Lancelot waved his hand; he didn''t need compliments or praises for protecting Maria''s territory, "This is my wife''s village, and you are our precious people... so, of course, I will help protect and enhance your growth..." Lancelot then realised they may have been summoned and not born into Avalon''s cycle of rebirth.


    But he didn''t care¡ªto him, natives and those summoned were the same, and even if others saw them as pawns or disposable, he chose to treat each one as a valuable person.


    ***


    Lancelot was sitting on the stone walls, the lovely blue and white alternating like the ocean waves¡ªsome of the fairies were throwing stones and dancing around them, seeming to love the new walls.


    Haha... this place is too peaceful and cute...


    "Melodica... Maria doesn''t hate battle, does she?" Lancelot spoke while watching the sun begin to set as Melodica flew beside him, her butterfly mask lifting as he saw her beautiful face that resembled Maria''s but with far sharper cheekbones and fuller red lips as she laughed.


    "No... Maria loves battle... it is just she is scared to lose people, so she focuses more on defence and planning rather than attacking... Maria believes her strength is lacking in combat." Melodica seemed to answer Lancelot truthfully as she found him perfect for their lady, who had suffered and cried so much...


    He asked her to give a summary of Maria''s history, and Lancelot felt sad¡ªthese fairies were summoned because Maria is a very pure soul...


    Melodica believed she should have a choice, so she offered to come instead of the other fairies... abandoning her former race of a snow elf throne and becoming the Ice Fairy Queen, now the most powerful fairy queen¡ªone hundred queen fairies equal a single snow elf queen. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Melodica was both a Snow Elf Empress and a Fairy Queen¡ªthus, Maria''s troops were a mixture of fairies and snow elves.


    "Are you going to give Maria your Snow Elf Empress Bloodline?"


    Melodica laughed cutely while hugging Lancelot''s waist, "Of course, I already gave it to her, and she is now like my twin sister¡ªour Mastah Maria is already worthy of it and is destined for greater things... when you marry her completely; she will become a half-fey race... Do you want her to be yours?"


    Lancelot was surprised... but Melodica continued, "The Fairy bloodline allows one to ascend without limits, while the snow elf bloodline lets her use fairy summons and strengthen her fairy and elf troop types as well as gain all frost type spells..."


    "She is worthy and destined to be by your side¡ªshe has loved and worshipped you for longer than you know but won''t acknowledge it because she fears abandonment after her family plan to lead her to a terrible fate," Melodica explained Maria''s reasons perfectly.


    Lancelot was silent but realised that Melodica only spoke her truths and believed Maria was worthy... so, as her husband, he should try and support Maria so she can stand against these fates alone, and he would stand behind her if she failed or made a mistake.


    "I want to be her support..."


    Melodica nodded... "Then I hope Maria becomes worthy of your expectations."


    "I will accept her as she is¡ªeven if she should fail, I will never abandon her."


    They both stopped speaking and looked towards the northern gate, feeling a massive fluctuation¡ªtheir faces turned grim as Lancelot realised he underestimated these troll attacks.


    "Melodica, stay with Maria! Defend her with everything!" Lancelot shouted as Melodica immediately flew into Maria''s cottage before Lancelot rushed toward the front wall...


    Looking at his back, a lovely figure was standing in a beautiful blue night dress with fluttering frills... little balls of ice dripping from her eyes like tears as she held the soft, varnished doorframe. "Lancelot...."


    "Hehe... I told you, Mariri. He would never leave you even if you failed."


    "But..."


    Melodica fluttered close to Maria''s ears and whispered, "Because he gets so hard when looking at your huge tits and ass. Fufufu!"


    "MELODY!" Maria shouted with her cute voice now bright red.... even if she noticed and felt it... her heart was racing just thinking of that thing... but she pushed these dirty thoughts down as Melody patted her head and whispered.


    "Sister... Lancelot needs your help right now. Summon your snow elves and fairy maidens, and I will summon my fairy''s guards... Let''s beat the trolls and face your fears with him... We will be alright... I promise!"


    Maria wiped her cute eyes before they changed into bright midnight blue... a mask of ice forming with snow covering her face, while a glamorous blue and white robe covered her body, with Melodica smiling gently as the adorable girl who would hide under her blanket at school seemed to transform into a real empress, holding a blue and silver staff.


    "Let us go... He will protect me, I will support him... big sister..."


    "Make sure you don''t fall too hard, or he will have you following him like a silly little girl... and be popping out babies before I know it!" Melodica joked as she pulled out a small flute and began to play a mystical tune.

 Chapter 161 - 2: The Fairies Go To War!

    The moment she played her flute, more than twelve beautiful round magic circles began to flutter and dance around Maria''s body slowly. On the magic circles, a mixture of various colours from the rainbow merged¡ªa total of twelve fairies appeared, but they were different from normal fairies.


    "Ah... so cute..." Maria whispered, seeing the cute females.


    Each fairy was wearing a special chainmail and plated armour enchanted by both elven and fey magic.


    These twelve guards were born to protect the Queen and were much larger than normal fairies, each of them over eighty centimetres in size and four fluttering wings that were thicker and much more powerful than the normal fairy units.


    The Queen''s guard they were called.


    "Maria, they are now yours and one day will evolve with you to become The Empress''s Guard. I hope that you can fight beside him now you are not alone and make sure you smile lots in the future."


    "Melody? Why are you speaking like you would disappear...!?"


    Melodica just looked at Maria with a soft and gentle look before her small body, hugged Maria''s soft cheeks, and kissed them as a family would¡ªher eyes seemed to shimmer and shine with the sights of the future.


    "What are you saying, Mariri... I won''t be marrying Lancelot, too, right? Hehe~ but he is a stuff. Maybe if I ask nicely, he''ll marry me too."


    "Eh!? No... you can''t!"


    Maria''s voice was louder than usual as she suddenly realised her shouting voice attracted the looks of many snow elves and fairies before she turned away with a pout.


    "Why not? I am sure he can love us both, right...?"


    "Hmph... you are too alluring. What if he only cares about you and forgets me..."


    Melodica found this girl''s worries to be so adorable and could only laugh while her wings fluttered, making her roll in the air, causing Maria to pout more before slapping the fairy queen''s ass in retaliation.


    "Maria!? Don''t be jealous~ Lancelot loves your cute butt the most; trust me; he is a butt lover."


    "How do you know! You just got here today... I''ve known him for years. I have watched him every day..." Maria realised she was growing too upset and felt a strange jealousy that Melodica could fly towards him and tease him when she had been such a coward and never built courage until now.


    "See~ you know best what he would like. Take that confidence and drag him into your bed!" Melodica giggled as their forces began to move out, seeing Lancelot standing on the wall with the strange female who was short but gave the fairies a sense of heavy oppression just standing there while hooking his left arm.


    "That''s your competition, little Mariri! Do your best; a black dragon is a fey race''s worst enemy!" Melodica teased Maria, causing her to realise the strange dragoness woman was holding Lancelot.


    "Eh, why is she holding his arm!!" Maria''s voice almost reached a shout while the beautiful dragoness turned towards Maria and pointed her sharp-clawed finger with a threatening glare while Melodica watched Maria''s snow wings flapping, leaving a trail of cold ether.


    "Ah... My little lady is changing." Melodica could feel Maria''s strong emotions and felt proud... because she didn''t back away... but flew onto the beautiful walls with her graceful flight, taking Lancelot''s right arm without even a moment''s hesitation.


    The dragoness Tyr felt Lancelot''s hand pat her head before laughing cutely. Her large wings flapped, and she left Lancelot''s side, floating a little further from Maria with an evil smirk.


    "New wife!?" Tyr pointed and laughed as Maria felt shocked and began to blush and panic before she squeezed his arm tighter as Lancelot watched her and then stroked her soft hair gently as if trying to ease her worries...


    "I am the big wife! Obey me or be kicked out! Hmph!"


    Maria just snorted and flicked a frost shard into the eyes of Tyr and spoke with a very soft but adamant voice, "I do not care who is first or last¡ªI just want to stand beside him. But you... You can wait at the end and wash my feet!"


    "Ah, don''t use your dirty magic! That''s cheering!" Tyr complained cutely before Lancelot just laughed wryly.


    Melodica was cheering Maria on quietly and began to sing loudly while flying around Maria and Lancelot, "Our mastah has another wife! Make sure you treat her well, Lancelot!"


    Maria froze while Tyr gasped with shock and trembled... Lancelot also sighed before his raven wings unfurled as his long, scaled tail moved and wrapped around Maria''s small waist, pulling her towards his side while looking at Tyr.


    "You''re all precious¡ªdon''t be so quick to bicker. I like my girls to get along. Now, let''s attack them."


    Like a ninja, Marimo''s beautiful black fur appeared as she jumped onto the wall and knelt to Lancelot without a single complaint or word and whispered the state of the enemy forces to him, then waited in silence for her next order.


    Melodica watched Marimo and realised something... "Damn, she''s too good..." Lancelot laughed and nodded... He was beginning to change everyone and improve their growth by interacting with them.


    "Maria, Melodica, Tyr, Marimo, we attack together. Are you girls ready?"


    "Yes!" All his beautiful women agreed together, with Maria looking into his eyes gently before nodding with a smile that caused snow to flutter about her body and snowflakes to glisten around her eyes¡ªthey all began to giggle as the trolls outside heard strange sounds from inside and tried to smash their rotting club against the Blue and white walls.


    Lancelot didn''t even take a moment to wait¡ªhis body dropped from the wall, using his wings to increase his height and drop speed dramatically as he held a long black greatsword, his eyes closed, with a relaxed look on his face when facing the huge amount of trolls.


    Maria, Melodica, Tyr and Marimo watched Lancelot dropping like a meteor before Melodica began to snicker and teased Maria gently, who suddenly bit her lip anxiously before shouting with worry as his feet hit the ground, shaking the earth, and dozens of Trolls fell back from the impact.


    "Be careful!" Her adorable, sweet voice caused Lancelot to nod without looking as flames grew along the sword he was holding...


    His body instantly spun around, slicing through the bodies of the trolls that were stunned, his left hand snapping his fingers as countless black blades shot from the ground and impaled them, tearing their skin and flesh apart as the frozen ground began to burn like it was hell.


    "Tyr, do it!" Lancelot''s deep voice resounded as Tyr instantly appeared beside him, her massive wings flapping before she grinned... her long black hair waving as she opened her mouth, wider than normal towards the trolls, releasing a strange aura.


    "Dragon Breath!" Tyr''s words were simple as her open mouth spat a blast of black flames towards the majority of the trolls in a frontal cone.


    All the dead and living trolls turned into charcoal, yet the flames did not touch the beautiful ice trees and frozen flowers.


    "Good work, I will treat you, little dragon girl."


    "Who is little... my chest is this big!" Tyr beamed as she replied to him; the next moment, an avalanche of ice lances and frost spells was cast towards the few trolls Lancelot missed as Melodica and Maria unleashed their wrath.


    "Heh, bragging with that small chest! How about I freeze you!" Maria''s words caused Tyr to blink¡ªher heart feeling strange hearing this fairy girl speak so proudly. Then she noticed the huge bulging chest of her robes... and for the first time, Tyr identified Maria as an enemy; they were both short, with plump thighs and good assets, but the fairy was far superior!


    Lancelot watched them killing the remaining trolls swiftly; their cooperation was better than he had hoped. Marimo jumped from the walls and joined Lancelot¡ªhe smiled and noticed her little spear was covered in blood but not troll blood.


    It was a strange blood that smelt close to goblin and orc but was something more dark and twisted...


    "Marimo, who are these enemies?" Lancelot pointed to the strange goblin-like corpses before Maria flew from the walls, landing behind him while Melodica rode on Tyr''s head since she flew closer, grabbing her hair and treating her like a horse.


    Tyr''s face looked miserable and betrayed as Melodica kicked her horns playfully... "Lancelot... I used the name goblin at first, but these goblins are warped into something else. I would call them corrupted goblins¡ªthey are weak individually, but they are resistant to magic... and the leader is strange, and I believe he can use magic and make it disappear..." Maria answered Lancelot seriously.


    Melodica chuckled¡ªTyr seemed to shiver from Maria''s serious gaze that analysed the goblins perfectly, "Mariri is good at scouting and information; it''s a talent!" Tyr listened to her boasting and began to stamp her feet like a child about to cry and wanted the queen fairy off her head... Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot stood quietly¡ªhe was looking at the corpse and heard Maria''s words... ah, this event would be troublesome.


    He wanted it to be just his hunch or a wrong thought...


    Maria will die if I don''t do something... without ether or magic, there is only my sword.

 Chapter 162 - 3: The Small Fry Awaken The Big Bad...

    Lancelot and his joint forces with Maria crushed the trolls quite quickly. It could hardly be called a battle after Tyr began to get involved.


    After the battle ended, he sent Marimo out to search and find the locations of the troll''s bases and their spawning points before there were far too many for it to be one small hovel but not enough for it to be a city commanded by a troll king or troll hero.


    Somehow, I feel like I need to do something...


    He looked around and noticed that most people were occupied with the huge troll corpses, cutting them up for their resistant hide, fangs and ears to trade or sell at a merchant or use them as materials for crafting weapons.


    Let''s head out... my bad feeling is making me nervous.


    The next moment, he stepped off the wall with his wings unfurling and flapping heavily, sending his body into the air before swooping across the distant frozen landscape while following the troll''s advancing trail.


    He felt relaxed, feeling the wind cutting through his hair, blowing wildly as the winter chill bit at his cheeks.


    "I''m heading out¡ªI''ll be back soon," Lancelot shouted as Melodica and Maria were about to open their mouths, and it failed. They looked at each other and sighed but couldn''t do anything to stop Lancelot since they didn''t understand his goals...


    A few hours they were passed as he saw a vast battlefield in the distance.


    Damn... this seems worse than I imagined.


    A horde of hundreds of trolls was fighting a human army led by an elite platoon¡ªthe human knight leading the platoon of armoured knights charged fearlessly while hacking the trolls, who outnumbered them over ten to one.


    There are so many of these damn trolls!


    Lancelot watched calmly¡ªhe wasn''t there to pick fights but was curious... if he helped humans now, he would receive benefits if Maria chose a diplomatic route over conquering and his territory development...


    However... these humans are like ants compared to these trolls, which seem to keep growing from a nearby cave. It was dark... with a huge entrance, and they seemed able to spring out in small groups every few minutes...


    "How long have these trolls been amassing in number... and why does this cave feel like a Lord''s territory," Lancelot whispered while flying silently...


    His eyesight increased as he noticed the cavern was filled with strange runes that caused trolls to respawn... it seemed a lord had created a dungeon and not the kind where people challenge, but one designed to grow monsters in mass.


    Ah, this isn''t very pleasant... I don''t care about the knights dying... but the next target after them is Maria, and I wouldn''t forgive myself if I ignored this.


    Let''s just destroy the runes, nothing more.


    The human knight platoon fought bravely against the trolls while the two commanders shouted bravely¡ªLancelot observed them... and one seemed like a captain with a brave and honourable appearance, while the other looked far more sinister and cruel, his laughter maniacal as he cut down the trolls with a disgusting smile.


    In fact, Lancelot found the whole scene twisted as several soldiers were secretly looting their fallen allies'' items while the leader didn''t bat an eye; instead, he enjoyed slaughtering trolls.


    Alright, Lancelot landed close to the entrance; his eyes closed as his hand raised towards the cave entrance¡ªa strange flame erupted, turning into a beam that tore through the strange runes, causing the cave to rumble before collapsing.


    At this time, the human commander cheered loudly with his men while the wicked commander seemed enraged, screaming at his men angrily... they seemed to notice his eyes as Lancelot could see the malicious intent... S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why is he getting mad? They probably won''t survive fighting against the trolls... it''s still a huge number of trolls for them to fight."


    However, Lancelot noticed that some of the trolls were now injured and confused¡ªtheir health regenerated slower while the human commander laughed proudly and ordered a counterattack, his men crushing these trolls who lost their regeneration effect...


    Lancelot watched these knights turn like vultures after their allies died¡ªit was a strange sight and made Lancelot feel strange... there was something wrong with these humans.


    Why do they seem so strange... what Is that mark between the forehead of many of them...


    Suddenly, Lancelot noticed something, causing his pupils to shrink before he felt a massive fluctuation. He turned around to see a troll hero stomping its foot while roaring... the moment it roared, several of the knights kneeling near the fallen humans began to curse as the troll hero began to laugh maniacally and swung its huge axe!


    In one swing, the heads of the knight platoon''s heroic commander and vice-captain were chopped off! Their bodies fell backwards as Lancelot''s face turned grim...


    Because the sinister man was smiling and held a strange grimoire.


    "Ah... this guy is troublesome... how did I miss the Necromancer..." Lancelot realised his mistakes too late.


    Because Maria had used her fairy scouts to find all monster settlements and dungeons, Lancelot didn''t realise an intelligent being had tricked Avalon''s system and hid the Necromancer and trolls by disguising their stats.


    Now that the runic resurrection effects broke their disguise... So he lost his cover, and the trolls and other knights under his control began to rot and decay.


    "You damned birdman! Are you from the Tenshi cult? How dare you get involved in our great Master''s plans! The dark one will devour all and bring us to the promised land! You shall be marked! Our great lord will hunt you and devour you piece by piece!"


    Lancelot knew something was strange and realised the markings between their eyebrows... these knights were part of the deranged cult... but he had never heard about the Tenshi cult, only knowing that the word Tenshi meant angel...


    Damn, that means this is bigger than I thought.


    The Necromancer laughed evilly while summoning undead trolls, ordering them to begin attacking the humans who had turned traitor¡ªthe troll hero laughed and stamped on the human captain''s skull, caving it in as his followers cursed at the birdman who ruined their Master''s plan!


    This looks dangerous; I need to avoid them finding Maria... Lancelot decided to retreat silently... he would give Sumika orders to warn the empire and investigate this strange cult, but there was no time right now¡ªhe realised the Necromancer planned his escape but believed that the man was only D rank and was likely a new Necromancer...


    Summoning this troll hero was probably the limit of his capabilities... Lancelot decided to kill the Necromancer and the entire army... Because the moment the Necromancer started shouting at him, he found a mark was burned onto his chest... it made his head hurt and feel dizzy just to look at the strange marking...


    A mark of madness... damn, these cultists are troublesome... Maria won''t stand a chance if this mark is placed on her... I must find the source!


    He lifted into the skies¡ªhis eyes shining with a dark red light as he began to conjure hundreds of swords beneath the ground while drawing his greatsword, locking his gaze on the necro cancer and troll hero and preparing to kill them without mercy.


    The Necromancer noticed Lancelot flying and began to laugh with glee¡ªhe summoned undead trolls while raising the fallen knights with his spell, seeming to have thought Lancelot had fled in fear of their Master¡ªhowever, the next moment, he could hear the howling of the wind, before a blade penetrated his heart while Lancelot descended while chopping off the troll hero''s head!


    The undead troll soldiers rushed forward, ignoring their Master''s dead body that flopped like a doll as a hundred black flaming greatswords pierced the ground, destroying them instantly before the Necromancer''s corpse rose and burst into ash... then all the knights and trolls began to explode following his death.


    Lancelot wiped his bloody hands¡ªhis Raven wings unfurled while flapping heavily¡ªand within moments, he vanished like a shadow...


    ****


    Flying in the sky, Lancelot''s eyes became serious.


    He was still unable to return home, and the transport to Camelot, for some reason, wouldn''t work for him. It was like whatever happened when they were transferred; he wasn''t actually considered inside Avalon right now.


    Sumika might have been able to learn what was happening, but he refused to put her at risk when Lancelot realised that he had returned safely without issue. It seemed the Master would not be attacking him just yet... but there were strange whispers in the shadows, and he saw visions of horrific creatures at the edge of his vision despite flying way above the ground.


    Damn... am I going insane?


    First, he would return to Maria¡ªshe would be worrying, and his troops would all be waiting for him. Lancelot''s heart raced slightly¡ªthis was the first time he experienced this kind of strange feeling, a curse that seemed to ignore the Avalon system...


    Yet he was worrying about others rather than being concerned about himself.

 Chapter 163 - 4: Set In Motion

    ? Unknown Place: ??? POV


    Inside an eerie cave, filled with green and black light, the walls as if filled with a constant decay and rot shimmering light from a dull torch almost seeming to be extinguished in the next moment.


    A group of heavily wounded and injured Knights were marching down the dull, dreary halls of this tomb-like home.


    "So you are saying that your entire unit was wiped out and the necromancer I lent to you died?"


    A cold voice cracked like a board being dragged along someone''s nails, causing the knights, all grown warriors, to shudder in terror as the voice became twisted and erratic.


    "Did... did you fools anger my Lord? Answer... answer!"


    The commanding voice became manic as the knights gulped in terror and shouted without any hesitation, "Lord, we killed several of the human kingdom''s strongest¡ªthe Necromancer succeeded in summoning the troll hero and clearing the barrier. We captured many captives to sacrifice and experiment on¡ªour mission was a complete success!"


    They knelt in unison with their swords stabbing the dull ground as the cave walls began to groan and leak slime from them.


    "Complete success..... complete success......... complete? FAILURE!" The twisted figure on the throne, enveloped in darkness, with only two green eyes devoid of any emotion but madness and bloodlust, stared at the knights.


    They began to tremble, and two of the rear knights began to sway, their eyes bleeding, and arms and skin began to rot as they died in agony. Their bodies turned into dried husks before exploding from within as strange worm-like creatures burst from the knights'' remains and began to feast upon their fallen ally''s remains...


    Their screams and shouts echoed in the cave, causing the leader to clench his fist; sweat leaked down his cheeks while bowing and shouting with honesty, "Lord, please forgive our failure. We lost two heroes, but my Lord, we couldn''t fight that existence!"


    "Let me see..."


    The male''s voice sounded as black tendrils began to penetrate the knight''s brains one by one to see the details... his eyes opened before glowing brightly, "A male demon king... in my Lord''s territory? HahahahAHAHAHAHAHAhahahah nono.... we must clean this error... someone finds me some bleach....


    we must clean this inferior garbage before my Lord descends to this plane!"


    The knights gulped¡ªsome began to salivate at the thought of finally killing someone worthy of their Lord''s ire and proving their worthiness, "Lord, please allow us to serve you once again¡ªwe will not fail this task! If we find this demon king, I promise I will present his head to you personally!"


    A hand stretched from the darkness like a devil, reaching the knight''s head as his screams echoed through the halls... the next moment, a white bottle filled with bubbling bleach and other substances... the hand poured it down the knight''s throat.


    The screams turned into a distorted sound¡ªthe knight''s head began to boil before steam began to seep from his pores... a grin appeared on the Lord''s face as he enjoyed the knight''s screams... before they stopped as the leader laughed, vomiting black blood with his skull turning grey before cracking and peeling...


    The strange worms burst from his chest¡ªthe knights watched their commander become the test subject as they shivered in silence...


    "Go, you are the new commander. Kill, slaughter. However, you can, but this man must die... My Lord has said he carries the scent of the damn fairy sluts to the northeast! Kill them, ravish their tiny bodies with your swords! Make those who deny my Lord suffer!"


    "HAIL THE GLORIOUS MEPHISTO!"


    The Knights all chanted without any complaints and marched from the tomb while the Lord grinned... his eyes continued to watch as the worms feasted on the rotten corpse before melting and disintegrating into a black mist that leaked into his skull while laughing manically.


    "Ahahaha... this fun... such a strange world... why is my Lord so quiet... I miss him... please come soon, Lord Mephistopheles....


    and devour my brain piece by piece hehe...eheheh hahahahahaha!" His laughter began to echo, spreading across the lands and into the nightmares of those sleeping.


    It was a dark and terrific knight for those who were natives of the human kingdom of Galdowin... A terror had already devoured the mind and soul of their king, and any of his heirs in the kingdom were now slaves to a Demon.


    ****


    ? Lancelot POV


    Meanwhile, Lancelot arrived back at Maria''s village with his thoughts turning grim... somehow he felt a strange urge to murder something. His hands shook with his Raven wings trembling¡ªhe noticed Tyr playing with the fairy and snow elves while Melodica was kissing Maria''s cheek...


    Ah... I want them to kiss me... Wait... no.


    "Welcome back, Lancelot."


    The first to greet him was Maria, who looked sleepy as she slowly hugged him as if naturally. It seemed that from the battle to their marriage being settled, Maria was growing each moment. She acted far braver and didn''t hide anymore¡ªeven Tyr couldn''t match Maria''s adorableness and seemed to envy her slightly when Lancelot pulled Maria closer.


    "Sorry, I was gone for a few hours... I went exploring and got sidetracked; are you girls alright?" He spoke with a worried tone while checking Maria''s body, noticing her smooth neck, shoulders, and collarbone with the soft skin, causing his heart to beat rapidly as Maria leaned into his hug more...


    "I missed you... my heart hurts... help me...." she said with such a sweet voice that he half thought that Melodica was inside her again, but the Fairy was now fighting with Tyr... her little fairy legs hitting the dragoness with a flying bicycle kick...


    Damn... Maria is growing too cute... should I just kidnap her.... what the fuck am I thinking! This is my wife!


    "Help you? Do you need more mana?" Lancelot felt strange talking like this as Maria nodded without complaint¡ªshe lifted herself and kissed his lips gently... he felt Maria''s small body becoming warmer before he stroked her back and pressed his lips back.


    He took the initiative and kissed Maria''s lips much more passionately than the fairy girl as she felt his tongue entering her mouth... Lancelot tasted Maria''s sweetness as she began to moan softly... Melodica and Tyr stopped fighting the moment they heard Maria''s cute moans before Melodica began to giggle as Tyr seemed to feel uncomfortable but didn''t step forward to top it...


    but her black tail was slapping the ground in irritation.


    "Kiss her harder; our mastah wants to steal your virtue!" Melodica teased Maria¡ªthe little Fairy felt proud watching the shy and anxious snow elf change and gain courage, but Maria ignored her as her hands grasped Lancelot''s head and hair, stroking through the glossy silver locks and sucking on his tongue greedily.


    Damn... Maria is too hot... should I really steal this girl''s virtue here... wait, we should get to know each other better first!


    Lancelot suddenly regained his rationality as his hand patted Maria''s large ass, squeezing it tightly, as she only filled his mouth with more, sweet seductive hot breath from her moaning; he kissed her lips and jawline while Maria giggled gently before Lancelot found Melodica hovering beside him, watching with amazement, as Maria licked her lips with an alluring glint in her eyes.


    "Maria, your kiss is super wet and sweet! How erotic!" Melodica teased them as Maria let him go gently¡ªher blue eyes glistening with frost magic that melted the more he watched before she left him and returned to Melodica, sitting beside her fairy sister while watching Tyr cross her arms in annoyance and fly into the cottage.


    "What''s wrong with Tyr?" Maria asked as Melodica laughed cutely, "Ahaha... well, she doesn''t like sharing mastah~ I think Tyr has fallen in love with him!" Maria realised her sister Fairy''s words were correct... Lancelot watched Maria smile like she was at ease, patting the head of Tyr.


    "Alright, I''m tired. Good night... Maria, Melodica, everyone~" Lancelot felt drained after kissing Maria¡ªit was strange... he could feel something flowing into his body that made him want to mate with Maria, to push her down and make her howl like a beast, and yet he also wanted to sleep for some reason.


    Melodica waved with a playful wink, and Maria blew a snowflake kiss while whispering good night, "My husband is so cool... but Tyr, why is he so distant?" Maria asked Tyr, who flew beside her and sulked...


    "He kisses you, holds you, strokes your butt and chest, but I got a head pat... Am I not sexy!?" Tyr cried out cutely as Maria couldn''t help but laugh gently before Melodica joined in¡ªtheir giggles attracted Lancelot''s attention for a brief moment. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Ah, poor Tyr, Mariri has taken his love away..."


    Meanwhile, Lancelot was suffering... his body began to overheat... the strange curse in his chest kept driving his desires towards Maria as he bit his tongue until it bled, covering him with his blood.


    He realised there was something about this curse...


    It''s like it''s taking my feelings... and affection and turning them into dirty... obscene feelings is the curse trying to find the woman or person most important to me and then spread to her through sex...!?


    Lancelot hit himself in the head, trying to cool himself down as he fell onto his bed and fell into a light sleep...


    However... as the night grew deeper... someone snuck into his tent... as the marking on his chest began to burn his body once more... as the sound of clothes sliding along his skin and hitting the ground gently sounded...


    The figure climbed into his bed, unaware of the future it would bring the pair.

 Chapter 164 - 5: Tyrs Of A Dragon**

    Lancelot''s sleep was disturbed by the strange feeling of something warm and soft pressing against his body¡ªthe cool feeling he enjoyed from Maria was different from this sensation as a smooth but sleek sensation brushed along his abdomen, followed by a long... clammy sensation like a tongue a hot and slimy tongue.


    "Nnnn... such perfect muscles..." Tyr''s golden eyes shimmered in the darkness as she began to kiss his smooth body¡ªshe felt an extreme feeling of arousal each time she touched his chest. The strange tattoo that she licked tasted sweet, making her addicted.


    "Uhh...." Lancelot''s body was hot, the cursed marking burning his entire body through to his organs, with blood surging and boiling like lava.


    He reached out... the soft feeling of silky scales on either side of the woman''s breasts, their heavy and flexible feeling irresistible to him as they changed shape with his powerful fingers.


    "Haa... Master is caressing my tits... Mmmmn..." Tyr''s lips began to kiss his abdomen with more fervour, both hands holding his muscular thighs, as her tail flicked the bedding to the ground with a poof.


    Lancelot''s eyes opened to see the moonlight, more azure due to the snowy ice world, shining through his window to reveal the sensual body of Tyr...


    "Do you like what you see?"


    "You look beautiful under the moonlight¡ªI cannot hold back seeing such a sight..."


    Her alluring black scales traced along her sides and thighs and covered her most intimate place, and flesh-coloured scales circled her breasts, with two pink nipples pointing to the sky, as a thick, sticky thread of white nectar oozed from her pale pink petals onto his lap.


    My chest burns... the curse is activated and making me want to ravish her even more than usual. Her erotic body and dragon bloodline are overpowering my sense of reason...


    No... If I must do this, then I will do it on my terms.


    The moment I stopped fighting the curse, allowing it to burn surge through my veins and body-searing magma burning my insides, my mind became clear...


    "Your skin is so soft and smooth it drives me mad... these silky scales slipping through my fingertips are too erotic."


    The sensation of her soft and silky skin in my hands was smooth and springy¡ªher hard, stretchy nipples pulled between my fingers were now crystal clear as I pulled and squeezed them, enjoying the face of Tyr torn between the pain and pleasure of being teased.


    "Mnnn... Young Emperor... please don''t tease me anymore... Tyr wants Master inside of her now!"


    His large and rough palms pressed against her small waist, releasing her large breasts, catching her soft nipples in his mouth, sucking on them as his tongue began to tease their tips while his arms continued sliding down her curvy hips to cup her tight buttocks.


    "Isn''t it too fast? Do you not want me to lick your cute, pink dragon lips?" He teased, with his fingers pulling her rump buttocks, the flesh slapping together as his fingers sank into her soft flesh.


    "Young Emperor!... Tyr can''t take it anymore! She wants you inside of her!" She begged, rubbing her moist flower against his crotch, the large shaft growing rapidly, now smeared in her thick white honey¡ªits hardness and heat made her feel excited as she could not wait any longer.


    "Really... you want it that badly?"


    "Nnnn... it''s like my body is burning... I need you to ravish me!"


    It''s probably the curse... to think you, Tyr, would be the one to endure this fate with me.


    Lancelot flipped Tyr onto her back, spreading her legs wide, exposing the bright pink petals dripping with thick white nectar and the enticing pink pearl beneath her lower lips that were pulsating as if it wanted him to devour it.


    "It''s so beautiful and neat. Are you really an ancient dragon, not a young girl posing? Soft, neat petals and a cute pale pink slit... I have to taste you."


    Tyr moaned as Lancelot kissed her inner thigh, moving towards her slit, her juices dripping onto his tongue, its bittersweet flavour addictive.


    "My Lord''s tongue... Nnnn... Tyr loves it..."


    Lancelot licked her petals, savouring the sweet and sour flavour, his tongue tracing around her pearl before slipping along the surface, flicking it while making Tyr squirm as she had never experienced such pleasure before. His fingers pulled apart her slit, exposing the pink tunnel within that contracted repeatedly as if inviting him in¡ª


    "Your little dragon pussy wants me so badly... the ribbed walls and soft meat looks different to a human... those twisting and coiling folds... so beautiful."


    "Master... please stop teasing Tyr!"


    He kissed her pearl, sucking on it as his tongue teased and flicked it¡ª


    "Mnnn... My Lord''s tongue is licking Tyr''s most sensitive place...!?"


    The moment she said that, his fingers slipped inside her soft, silky tunnel as he curled them against the shallow roof of her insides, the warm and moist meat coiling around his fingers, increasing in pressure and sticky honey the moment he found her g-spot and smirked at the dragoness who began to fuck his fingers, out of pure instinct.


    "Such a lewd dragoness... thrusting your hips for more pleasure while you press my face on your pussy."


    "Ahhh... Master''s finger feels amazing. Tyr can''t stop herself! More! Please give Tyr more!"


    He sucked on her pearl as his tongue lapped at its tip, his fingers stimulating her g-spot while stretching and exploring the short length of her tight canal, and her legs now kicking in the air as her toes clenched repeatedly while she grabbed his head and forced his face against her warm, soaked slit, smearing his cheeks with her thick honey.


    "Master''s finger and tongue are driving Tyr crazy! Tyr''s body is tingling and melting! Tyr can''t hold on much longer!"


    Her honey flowed endlessly into his mouth, spilling onto her thighs as Lancelot continued teasing her, watching her expressions twist with blissful agony¡ª


    "Aaaaahhhhhhh!!"


    Tyr orgasmed intensely, her hips and thighs tensing and convulsing while breathing heavily, her legs kicked wildly, and he felt her slit contracting uncontrollably around his fingers while her pearl throbbed and twitched, becoming sensitive as his tongue caused her hips to buckle.


    "Master''s tongue and fingers are Tyr''s undoing... nnnn... it feels so good!"


    He continued teasing her until she climaxed a few times, her body exhausted and panting¡ª


    "Tyr wants Master inside of her right now!"


    With glowing eyes, her face was flushed red, and she locked eyes with the towering dragon between his legs¡ªLancelot didn''t mind as he pressed both her legs against her chest, spreading both her soft, sticky pussy and her cute asscheeks to reveal a cute puckering set of holes.


    "What a naughty dragoness exposing your cunt and asshole for me to play with..." Lancelot''s voice sounded cruel as Tyr blushed deeply.


    "Master... Tyr just wants your big thing inside of her..." Her eyes watched with anticipation as his large head began to expand her soft entrance, the feeling of her insides being expanded and changed differently from his fingers. The girth of his cock was completely different as she breathed deeply. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Nnnn... Tyr''s pussy feels so stretched... it hurts but also feels amazing!"


    He pushed further in, enjoying the slippery meat coiling around his shaft, changing shapes to accommodate him as her expression was twisted with agonising pleasure¡ª


    "Tyr''s virginity has been taken! Ahhh... Master''s cock feels so hot!"


    Her small tunnel felt incredibly tight and warm, squeezing him tightly as his girth and size allowed no space left¡ªthe ribbed meat wrapping around his length was pleasurable while Tyr''s expression was twisted with ecstasy¡ªit was nothing like a human vagina...


    the insides were rougher at first with lots of bumps and small ribbed sections along her fleshy walls, and the soft tunnel was far more muscular...


    "God, your insides are so tight..."


    Yet the moment he pushed inside, and her hot, slimy fluids began to ooze down his shaft¡ªit transformed into an unbearable pleasure as the lubricated bumps and ribs pleasured his cock from the tip to base relentlessly.


    "Tyr''s pussy feels so stuffed... Master''s cock is scraping Tyr''s deepest part!"


    As Lancelot pulled out slightly, the bumps rubbed his sensitive underside, and when he pushed inside, the ribbed walls massaged him while Tyr''s moans became louder as he thrust deeper inside of her¡ª


    "Nnnn... Tyr''s womb feels so full... Master''s cock is pounding Tyr''s womb!"


    Lancelot began to fuck her harder, slipping deeper each time he thrust as her honey spewed with each thrust, with her insides squeezing him tighter¡ªas if to devour him whole and pull him ever closer to her womb and the hidden eggs inside.


    "So deep... Master''s cock keeps going deeper! Tyr''s pussy feels so good! It''s driving Tyr crazy!"


    Her soft and supple body changed to match his movements, moulding perfectly around his cock as if to suck him dry, with the ribbed walls and bumps massaging his entire length while vibrating gently to encourage his orgasm.


    "Nnnnn! Your cock feels amazing!"


    His fingers pinched her swollen clitoris, causing Tyr to cry out loudly in ecstasy as Lancelot fucked her faster.


    "Master! Tyr can''t hold on any longer! Something is coming!"


    Lancelot slammed himself balls deep inside of her, pushing past the entrance to her egg chamber where three round objects blocked his passage¡ªhe could feel the intense suction power drawing his seed directly towards the centre, the force almost impossible to resist¡ª


    "Master! Tyr can''t hold it in! Something is coming!"


    Lancelot orgasmed strongly, his hot and thick semen flooding the path to her egg chamber¡ª


    "Master''s cum is filling Tyr up! So hot!"


    At that moment, Tyr cried out loudly as her slit contracted furiously while her tunnel began to shake and tremble, milking his shaft hungrily as her honey flooded outwards, but the sheer pressure locked his cock in places as she leaned forward and began to massage his balls, spurring on more shots of his hot sperm.


    "Master''s cum is filling Tyr up! So much!"


    After Lancelot finished orgasming, he looked at Tyr, whose eyes sparkled brightly while she hugged him tightly¡ªher body looked luscious and glossy, while her scales were sleek and shimmering in the moonlight.


    "Thank you, my Emperor... for accepting me as your mate."


    She smiled happily, kissing him passionately while stroking his hair tenderly... but a dragon''s mating was much like a snake, as his member regained strength... their hips and passionate voices once again resumed, for more than ten hours throughout the night...


    "Ahhh.. Tyr loves Master''s cock! It''s reaching Tyr''s eggs! Fill Tyr with your babies!"


    Lancelot fucked her continuously, each time he filled her egg chamber, the amount of sperm grew larger, yet Tyr did not seem concerned as she continued begging him for more¡ªtheir bodies intertwined as her tail wrapped itself around his leg possessively while she clung to his torso, hugging him closely as they shared countless kisses during their passionate lovemaking.


    "Lancelot, should we get something to eat?"


    By morning, Lancelot finally finished after Tyr enjoyed a sea of pleasure to drive her mad countless times¡ªhis stomach growled.


    "Young Emperor... I know a secret way to enter the kitchen without being seen." Tyr spoke a little differently now, less of her immature third-person speaking but a more noble and mature tone as she caressed his body.


    "Guide the way Tyr."


    Like this, the first morning after they became mates, the two dragons snuck into the fairy kitchen and ate their fill... Lancelot didn''t notice at first... but while she was walking ahead stark naked... her ass swaying... the cursed mark on his chest was now imprinted on her right ass cheek...


    "So we are already marked."

 Chapter 165 - 6: Are We Really Going To War?

    ''No... her mark is different¡ªwhy is it the same marking I placed on Marimo...'' Lancelot thought to himself as Tyr began to turn her body as if making it easier for him to see her ass.


    Her face was beaming with a strange sense of confidence and seductive allure. "Oh~ after the night together, you''re still interested in my ass? Here~ let me give you a better look; touch it all you like."


    Lancelot didn''t complain, his face moving closer to her warm buttocks, noticing that although it seemed like the cursed mark... it was his incubus marking that had formed on her ass¡ªhis fingers began to stroke along the marking as it glowed purple and the poor dragoness let out a loud squeak as her back arched and she began to convulse.


    "Ah...that!? Why does my ass feels so amazing!?"


    ''Wow, my little dragon wife is so cute when she tries to endure the pleasure of an incubi''s touch, haha.'' Lancelot chuckled as Tyr collapsed onto the bed, her honey leaking from the warm, clammy slit now swollen and puffy from their night of rough sex.


    "Master~ Tyr can''t take anymore; she''ll die..." Her words were half-true because Lancelot knew that by feeding off her lust, the curse would grow stronger... and even though Tyr wasn''t affected by the curse, there was something about her energy that tasted very sweet¡ªit felt addicting and delicious... as if he had used his powers during sex to make the curse different.


    Instead of becoming a target beacon for whatever dark being made it... It had become something that would make Tyr more alluring and delicious for Lancelot the more they did erotic things together. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It was an unforeseen effect of the curse... however, Lancelot wasn''t too worried since Tyr enjoyed having sex with him...and perhaps he could control what direction it went, but before he pondered any longer¡ªhe slapped her ass and lifted her body off the bed, her limbs were weak and hanging low, while her eyes dazed and dreamy.


    "Come on then¡ªwe need to get some food because your little tummy is rumbling." He teased Tyr, who nodded her head weakly, clinging to Lancelot while wearing nothing... Neither of them felt the need to hide or get dressed and headed downstairs to the spot that Tyr pointed out as they snuck into the kitchen.


    Lancelot noticed that Tyr always wore clothes unless they were alone... which meant she must''ve been hiding her true nature from others¡ªthe fact she chose to go naked was also a sign that she trusted him deeply.


    They entered through a hidden door behind the countertop, sneaking inside while Lancelot made some sandwiches and soup to fill their stomachs¡ªTyr watched him cook curiously before offering to help.


    "Here~ Tyr will feed Master," She spoke cheerfully while Lancelot sat down and allowed the naughty dragoness to spoon-feed him.


    He stroked her soft hair while smiling gently at Tyr''s earnest effort¡ªthe two of them kissed before eating together happily, talking about various topics until Tyr asked Lancelot a question.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to know... why do you have a cursed marking from one of the old gods on your chest?" She tilted her head cutely as Lancelot then realised just how old this ''cute'' and plump dragoness really was, and told her everything that had happened since arriving in the fairy kingdom¡ªabout meeting the necromancers and getting cursed.


    When he finished explaining, Tyr listened quietly before speaking up.


    "The old gods... Tyr thinks that the Master should avoid using magic until finding someone strong enough to remove it. Many people within the fairy court dabble in the ancient arts of dark rituals and summoning¡ªyou never know what kind of being might answer your call if you use such dangerous magics carelessly."


    For a moment, he felt stunned to hear a serious answer from Tyr before she passed a mirror and saw her ass... at first, she looked shocked and upset, looking at Lancelot as if she had done something wrong, but he seemed to have realised what she worried about and stepped forward wrapping his arms around her, once again touching the marking to make her climax as the mark turned purple...


    "Nnnn, no, this isn''t fair.... haa...!?" Tyr complained as she looked at him with teary eyes, her hands grasping his arms.


    "You said yourself¡ªthis marking doesn''t hurt you and makes you feel good whenever I touch it... If you want it removed, then wait till we return home... until then... consider it my reward¡ªI will take care of you every night, haha."


    "Don''t worry... it won''t affect our children if we ever decide to have any." Lancelot smiled, his fingers teasing the marking that would constantly edge Tyr on the brink of euphoria as the mark flashed purple for a moment, but he enjoyed teasing her.


    "No... what if I get addicted to this cruel pleasure..." Tyr whimpered, her voice shaking as Lancelot touched her marking while nibbling on her ear playfully...


    "Then you''ll forever be mine... hmm, maybe I am happy you bear my incubus mark... now other males won''t think you''re available¡ªafter all... only those chosen by the Emperor can enjoy your body, and I am very selfish and possessive."


    Lancelot whispered seductively while Tyr shuddered under his embrace before collapsing limply against his chest as she suffered a constant hell of impure bliss and denial over and over...


    "Ahh... okay, Tyr understands~ master gets lonely easily... I promise to stay by your side forever." The dragoness promised as she nuzzled herself affectionately against Lancelot while coiling her tail around his waist lovingly.


    ****


    The two stopped playing in the kitchen after cleaning up¡ªthey finally got dressed and stood on the almost empty walls of the fairy town, looking towards the area where the humans came from and fled. Lancelot believed it wouldn''t be long before that existence sent someone to attack him or harm his connected ones.


    He wanted to prepare as best he could... but how could he fight against such an unknown existence? Tyr did have the information, but this cheeky dragon wanted him to service her in order to gain the info he needed.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wonders... What will happen to the humans that ran away? Will they come back to reclaim their land?" The curious dragon asked while Lancelot shook his head and replied.


    "If they return... I will kill them¡ªno matter how many people live here, they are all fairy subjects, and I don''t plan on letting anyone mistreat them." Lancelot declared firmly while Tyr giggled happily, nodding her head in agreement before asking another question.


    "What if... those humans brought reinforcements¡ªwhat if there are hundreds or even thousands of soldiers waiting outside fairy borders... planning to launch an invasion to claim these lands for themselves?"


    This time, Tyr seemed genuinely concerned as Lancelot heard the sounds of wings flapping followed by Tiamat descending from above¡ªshe landed beside Lancelot, a strange sense of worry inside her golden eyes while her crimson hair danced in the chilly winds, her lips opening to convey her message.


    "My Lord, Guinevere was worried about your safety and requested that I should come and aid you, but it seems you have handled the situation perfectly¡ªI have news regarding those humans... they aren''t human at all, but monsters wearing human skin," Tiamat reported while Tyr looked at Lancelot, her expression full of concern.


    "Go on..." He waved as she leaned against the blue and white marble wall.


    "They were humans until selling themselves to a stage cult of necromancers... the entire nation from its king to the stablehands... all of them are now undead...


    Undead that worship a deranged being of corruption and depravity... Lilith." Tiamat explained as Lancelot sighed heavily while Tyr shivered in fear, her hand grabbing his arm tightly as she pressed her large breasts against his elbow.


    "I don''t like necromancers¡ªthey are bad people who use dragon eggs and fairy blood for their spells... to make zombie dragons..." Tyr whispered as if she was remembering a harsh past. Lancelot patted her head reassuringly, turning his attention towards Tiamat, who continued explaining.


    "Their king has sold his soul to Lilith... and the corrupted queen wishes to make this nation a new base of operations¡ªI believe she plans to invade fairy lands... I suggest we strike first and eliminate them before they have a chance to fortify their position."


    It felt drastic... one moment we were just defending against trolls, to now attacking a human kingdom, but Lancelot knew that those dark beings served even stronger masters and the devouring one that was written on his curse... It is likely her mistress or master, and since that thing will be after him anyway... He felt like it might be worth taking the fight to them.


    "Alright... Let us attack this kingdom¡ªhow long do we have until they fortify their positions?" Lancelot questioned as Tiamat smiled proudly.


    "They left three days ago, travelling slowly due to carrying their supplies and wounded¡ªI would assume there would be a week at most before they are ready to launch an assault themselves?" Tiamat thought, thinking back to the kingdom she observed overhead.


    ''I need to get more troops here... and see if Sumika and Guinevere want to have some fun.''

 Chapter 166 - 7: The Start Of Conflict

    Lancelot sat on the back of Tiamat in her dragon form while the pouting Tyr flew beside them, her back filled with sharp spikes.


    The red dragon was nice and comfortable to ride, but when he said, "I wish I could ride you forever, Tiamat, you''re such a fine female."


    She began to act strange; her voice responded but was quiet, filled with stuttering and whispers, "I-Idiot... who wants to be mounted by you... Forever... that thing would break my insides...."


    It seemed that Tiamat was thinking in another direction of riding, and Lancelot understood clearly and didn''t deny it as he smirked, looking at the black dragon who was distressed and jealous; those feelings would surge through their connection now that he left his marking on her body.


    ''I wonder if it was because her ass was the most alluring thing when it was bouncing up and down my shaft...'' He thought to himself as to why it wasn''t a pelvic tattoo like the other girls who became his main wives.


    They were currently scouting the northern forest and mountains to make sure there were no other strong lords or monsters that might try to take advantage of the war. Honestly, Lancelot planned to increase the size of his lovely Maria''s territory during the war so she could become a city size sooner.


    It was a crazy idea, and many people who have been here two years, even three, are just reaching large-town status.


    He forgot his strength was a major decider in the growth of his territory. Most human lords wouldn''t survive two or three blows from him, and only the specially trained elite would be able to fight him, and they would need to be at least a year older.


    That was how fast he was growing.


    Lancelot leaned back on her huge dragon body, the fierce winds blowing his hair while he spread his arms wide open. "Tiamat~ fly faster; I want to see the world!" Lancelot shouted while Tiamat snorted, ignoring him.


    "Why are you acting like a cute kid... Hmph!" but Tyr heard his words and rushed forward, her speed faster than Tiamat, and Lancelot held on tight to her spikes as she flew higher, the clouds parting as she raced across the skies¡ªthe feeling of freedom was exhilarating!


    "This is awesome!" He tried to shout, but it became harder to speak or make a sound the higher he went; the two dragons stopped fighting... and flew side by side, dancing and swerving as if they were part of the same Dragonflight, like they could understand each other.


    Lancelot began to leap from both dragons in the sky; he didn''t know why, but the feeling of falling in the air, only to be caught by Tiamat''s tsundere complaints, as she started to barrel roll and flick him higher using her tail.


    "Our beloved master is a handful, but its times like these, only we get to see his childish side, Tia!" Tyr growled while their body shot down, tiling their noses with a rapid drop as Lancelot shouted and cheered like it was a joy ride.


    "Hmm... what beloved master... he''s just a stupid male..." Tiamat''s nose turned up as she noticed him falling and rushed to catch him with a sense of panic, only to realise she showed her feelings as Tyr began to chuckle, shooting past her.


    "Haha~ Tia, you fell for his trap¡ªlook at how fast you rushed to catch him." Tyr teased as Lancelot landed on her back, patting her spikes while she snorted angrily, rushing forward, trying to push Tyr out of the way.


    "Shut up... Stupid Tyr; you''re the one that is obsessed with him... I just want him to romance me like he did.... Ah!?" Tiamat''s scales seemed to turn an even deeper shade of red as flames flowed from her mouth, her head shaking violently.


    "Ah... Tia... Did you just admit you wanted Emperor to romance you like he did with Tyr last night?" Tyr teased as Lancelot listened to their conversation; he couldn''t help but smile.


    ''They''re both so cute, haha~'' Lancelot laughed as the two dragons continued bickering, flying across the lands as they scouted the outer regions of Maria''s territory. Even while playing, the trio only spent four hours using his lord system.


    The entire northern reaches to the huge ice glacier that stopped passage and just to the border of the fallen human kingdom they would be going to war with. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ***


    Woosh! Woosh!


    Both dragon Empresses landed slowly, with Lancelot hopping off Tiamat''s back, stroking her and Tyr''s scales along their necks with a soft smile, "Thanks for the hard work, ladies¡ªif you want to rest, then you are free. I will do the rest alone."


    He felt both of their bodies transform into their humanoid forms...


    The hands holding their large-scaled maws, now gently stroking their soft cheeks as both female dragonesses looked at him warmly, "Why would we just leave the rest to you? Didn''t we come this far together?" Tiamat said before turning away, her red tail swaying and tapping the back of his thigh.


    Tyr giggled, leaning forward and kissing Lancelot before following Tiamat, "Besides... Emperor needs to reward us later¡ªotherwise, Tyr will cry~" She teased as Lancelot realised how greedy these two were.


    ''These two are just like goblins in dragon form.'' He thought while watching them walk forward, their hips swaying as he noticed both their tails rise high, revealing their large shapely buttocks¡ªTyr being large, round and meaty, but Tiamat was firm, sexy and like a tight and alluring heart shape.


    "See what did I say.... master loves dragon ass."


    "Don''t be so vulgar..."


    His eyes were fixated on them for several seconds before the two began to snicker and lowered their tails while looking back at him. The face of Tyr was only slightly red, but Tiamat was like a beetroot.


    "Stop staring, pervert... let''s finish scouting and hurry home¡ªI want to taste our Emperor''s seed again tonight," Tyr began to sing while Tiamat slapped her head, making Tyr nod her head, both of their faces now burning hot as Lancelot followed behind, unable to hold back a smirk.


    Right now, they were not quite in the territory of Maria but were checking where he fought the necromancer and seeing if the two dragons could see anything he missed¡ªeven though his divine eye was effective, there was often a benefit to having more eyes to help.


    In reality, he wanted to spend a little more time with Tyr after taking her first time. He wanted some quality time with her, but Tiamat was the same¡ªthe two found it hard to be close due to the bloodline within them constantly making them desire each other...


    ''I thought it was just me being lustful at first, but Morgana told me the truth...


    damn woman, and Tyr confirmed it.'' It was the reason why Tiamat began to act aggressively towards him and avoided him completely, because the bloodline inside them sought to become whole, complete, and the only way that would happen was if they mated, and Tiamat was now in her prime years for giving birth so she panicked and felt a sense of terror...


    Lancelot didn''t know what she felt now, but recently, she came to him or offered to stay with him, and thus, he wanted to treat both dragons equally.


    "I guess there''s nothing here. Should we head back soon?" Lancelot asked as he sat on a broken wall, leaning back with his eyes closed, before a soft hand stroked along his cheeks, before resting the back of their hand as if a mother was testing if a child had a fever.


    He thought it was Tyr at first, pulling her into his lap and kissing her lips softly in return, but the taste was different, and the tongue and kiss were fiery... hot and filled with a strange passion.


    When Lancelot opened his eyes, he saw Tiamat blushing brightly, her golden eyes filled with a strange emotion while Tyr giggled, sitting beside him, "Husband, Tyr thinks Tia wants to play...


    letting her sit on your lap too makes me jealous." Tyr teased as Tiamat glared at her, stepping back as Lancelot grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his lap, kissing her lips as passionately as she did with him moments ago.


    "Mmm..." Tiamat moaned softly, her arms wrapping around his neck while Lancelot embraced her tightly, his hands stroking her firm buttocks tenderly before Tyr moved closer, her hand stroking Lancelot''s cheek.


    "See... The emperor loves us both¡ªthere is no reason to compete or fight..." Tyr smiled as she kissed his neck, smiling as if her plan had succeeded, and Tiamat began to relax in Lancelot''s arms, her soft body pressed against his own while Tyr cuddled them both.


    "Stupid Tyr... don''t think this means I love him or anything¡ªMy master is Guin¡ª" Tiamat muttered softly as she was kissed again, this time she the aggressor as if unable to forget the taste of his lips.


    "Hmm... who knows... Tyr thinks you love the Emperor most~" Tyr teased as Tiamat pulled away, glaring at Lancelot, who chuckled, stroking her crimson hair.


    "It''s alright¡ªI love my wives equally." He replied as Tiamat blushed brightly, looking away as if pretending not to listen.


    "Who... who is your wife... I am..."


    Before she could finish, a huge black beam shot down from the sky as a bloody, rotting dragon with skeletal wings and filthy black ooze dribbling between its bones began to breathe flames onto their position.


    On its back was a man in black armour with a pale face, stitches mixing various faces into one horrific abomination...


    He was an undead dragon rider... and his mount was a dragon zombie.


    "For the kingdom, all evil will perish!"

 Chapter 167 - 8: Zombie Dragon!

    "Hey... Does it make me a dragon slayer if I slay this zombie dragon?" Lancelot asked calmly, his eyes locked on the target with a simple slash across his body¡ªthe powerful strike destroyed the eroding flames and deflected the beam into a nearby hill.


    A huge crash sounded as the beam destroyed the rocks. As if time accelerated, they began to break down, erode and crumble into a dirty black goo.


    "Tyr, Tia. Let''s fight together." He bellowed sternly, jumping towards the humanoid Tiamat, who transformed under his body, sneering at Tyr with a smile on her face.


    Woosh!


    Both dragons shot into the air rapidly from the explosive wind from their huge wings, catapulting them into the skies while Lancelot gripped Tiamat''s scaled mane tightly, his legs resting on her shoulder blades while Tyr shot past them, her claws glowing with black mana.


    "Master~ Leave it to Tyr!" Tyr roared, her maw opening as Lancelot sensed the mana surging into her throat while Tiamat rolled and dove sharply, her wings cutting through the air as the undead dragon rider glared at them, his hand raised, and a powerful beam of dark energy shot towards Tyr.


    BOOOOM!


    A loud explosion rang out as Lancelot witnessed the rotting dragon zombie''s beam and Tyr''s flames collide, a surge of black flames and a dark beam of unholy energy, while he kicked the neck of Tiamat, her body flickering with crimson flames, as she ascended into the skies, before swooping down at the zombie dragon''s back.


    Tiamat roared, her fangs biting into the zombie dragon''s spine, ignoring the disgusting taste of its rotting blood as Lancelot jumped from her back, gripping the rotten flesh and bone, ripping it apart with his bare hands¡ªhe began to rip and tear at the beast''s spine, destroying its ability to move sliding his dragon-slaying sword out he stepped forward, and with a flash of his body and blade, he sliced the rear wings of the dragon zombie.


    ROAR!


    A painful roar echoed out as the zombie dragon thrashed wildly, Tyr shooting forward, her claws glowing with dark mana as Lancelot watched her dive into the zombie dragon''s maw, her claw tearing through its skull before ripping the undead rider off its back.


    BOOOM!


    A loud explosion rang out as the zombie dragon began to fall from the skies, its body crashing into a nearby hill while rolling, the strange mana causing the trees, wildlife and rocks to rot and die.


    Tiamat caught Lancelot, sitting on her maw as his scent filled her huge nostrils, before landing beside Tyr, who tossed the undead rider towards Lancelot, her golden eyes filled with anger as she glared at the disgusting monster.


    "This creature is disgusting¡ªit smells of death, blood and necromancy... I hate this smell." Tyr growled as Lancelot inspected the undead rider, noticing the familiar runes on his armour, which made him frown deeply¡ªthe necromancers from the troll village wore similar markings.


    "Lilith is sending her forces to Maria already... this is troublesome." He spoke coldly while Tiamat landed beside him, her red eyes filled with disgust and anger as if she felt the same as Tyr.


    Before she could say anything, the huge black blade split the rider in half with a single slash; the same putrid blood splashing on the ground began to kill the flowers and plants around them, showing just how vile these people were.


    "I don''t think it''s her... Rather, the humans or the necromancers behind them are impatient to win her grace. This seems too sporadic to waste a valuable dragon zombie for nothing."


    The dragons listened to Lancelot''s words and realised that he had a point. Dragon zombies were special in that they could only be reanimated once, and now they destroyed it.


    This was nothing but a putrid dragon corpse.


    "What should we do then? Do you want to retaliate or bide our time?" Tiamat asked, her large snout nudging his body as she seemed to enjoy sniffing his scent but didn''t quite realise how obvious she was about it.


    Lancelot didn''t dislike it and just let her do as she pleased¡ªbecause of their bloodline''s strange attraction, he would rather this than her avoiding him all the time.


    He stroked her scales with a clean cloth, removing any dirty blood and flesh from her huge teeth and lips as Tyr watched the pair with narrowed eyes. It seemed she had nothing negative to say¡ªher lips curved into a mocking smile before returning to her human form and sitting on a nearby rock.


    "Right now, they are likely to wonder about the zombie dragon, and it might be a day before they realise it''s been killed."


    "If we were to attack now, they would know it was gone and might take drastic action... but if we wait, that could do the same." Lancelot theorised, but he felt attacking their city might be worth it.


    If they waited, then he might lose lives, and he didn''t want Maria to suffer any losses.


    "Let''s attack¡ªI won''t allow them to harm my subjects." Lancelot decided while Tyr and Tiamat nodded their heads, transforming into their humanoid forms because they would attack in several hours now.


    They began to plan the attack while Tyr and Tia sat on their side of Lancelot, both much closer than earlier in the day.


    While discussing battle tactics, Lancelot noticed the two dragonesses begin to act strangely¡ªboth Tyr and Tiamat seemed to inch closer, their soft hands touching his thighs and fingers intertwining with his own before Tyr lifted his hand, kissing his palm, her golden eyes sparkling with excitement and joy while Tiamat sat on his lap, her soft buttocks pressing against his crotch seductively.


    ''What''s going on? I expect this from Tyr, but Tiamat... she''s normally more reserved.''


    Lancelot wondered as Tyr giggled, moving closer, her soft breasts rubbing against his chest while Tiamat rested her head on his shoulder, her red hair tickling his chin before she turned her body, kissing his lips.


    ''Wait... something is wrong; their bloodlines seem to be resonating... almost like they are becoming aroused by my presence?''


    "It''s too late, foolish master~" Tyr spoke with a completely focused gaze; she was different! This dragon was being a troublemaker, somehow egging Tiamat on!


    "Stupid Tyr... stop getting in my way... Master~ kiss me... I want your babies..." Tiamat moaned as Lancelot realised that their bloodlines were affecting them¡ªhe had to calm her down, or else something crazy might happen!


    "Calm down¡ªwe can do this la¡ª" He tried to speak, but Tyr grabbed his hand, placing his fingers against the marking on her ass, stopping him from pushing Tiamat away, as she wrapped around his back, and grasped both his arms, locking them in place.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to watch you and Tia, mate¡ªplease give me a nice show..." Tyr cooed in his ear while Lancelot realised she was serious.


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    He struggled to escape, but Tyr was stronger than him due to their position and the leverage she shad with his arms between her thighs, feeling her warm, damp crotch, while Tiamat moved in front of him with a soft, affectionate look in her golden eyes.


    Her crimson hair swayed in the wind while Lancelot felt Tyr pressed her body against his hands, rubbing herself on his hands, while Tiamat sat on his lap, her face close to his, as she stroked his face with both hands, lifting his face to get a clear look.


    "My Lord~ Tia needs you¡ªkiss me..." She whispered, her lips pressing against Lancelot''s while Tyr giggled, kissing his neck and ears, whispering lewd things while Tiamat began to moan, her long, serpent-like tongue slipping into his mouth and coiling around his own.


    "Emperor... Tyr wants to see your cock... please~ show me your cock..." Tyr begged while Lancelot realised there was no escape¡ªhe needed to calm them down, so he kissed Tiamat passionately, his hands groping Tyr''s wet pussy, listening to her sweet moans while Tiamat began to remove his clothes, tossing them aside.


    If he could just make Tyr climax, he could stop Tiamat.


    His fingers rubbed Tyr''s soft mound faster, the restrictive position making it hard to tase her small button while Tiamat removed his pants, her soft hand grasping his shaft while Lancelot groaned into her mouth¡ªTiamat began to stroke his shaft, her soft hands squeezing and stroking his length teasingly.


    The feeling was hot, like her body, the warm, smooth feeling spreading through his body like electricity.


    "Nnn... Lancelot~ Your thing is amazing... I can feel your pulse~ as it spreads my hands apart..." Tiamat moaned as Tyr bit Lancelot''s ears, her teeth nibbling his lobe while he rubbed her faster, listening to her sweet voice moaning in his ear.


    "Emperor~~ your fingers are so good... Tyr wants you inside her right now." Tyr begged while Lancelot knew this wasn''t over¡ªshe wanted Tiamat to have sex with him first, but he needed to calm Tiamat down, or else she''d get pregnant.


    ''Damn it... these two dragons are worse than succubi...''


    Lancelot cursed while Tyr giggled, licking his ear seductively, her golden eyes filled with excitement while Tiamat began to lower her hips before kneeling between his thighs, her nose pressed against the long meat that covered her entire face, showing wide eyes as the scent filled her nose... It seemed Tiamat was a smell-fetish girl.


    "Master~ Tia wants to taste you..." She whispered while Lancelot felt Tyr release his arms, her hands stroking his body before she stood up, sitting on a nearby boulder, watching with eager eyes.


    Tiamat''s long tongue slipped from her mouth, curling around the tip of his shaft teasingly like a spiral wrapping the entire thing, her golden eyes locked on his face while Lancelot watched her with a look of desire, his thoughts of rejecting her vanishing the moment her tongue wrapped his entire manhood, and her lips kissed his tip.


    "It seems you lost to her enthusiasm, master~ haha." Tyr teased as she watched intently, leaning her face on her palms and slamming the ground with her black tail.

 Chapter 168 - 9: The Red Dragons Mouth*

    "Tia... you''re driving me insane..." Lancelot groaned while Tyr snickered, watching the two lovers finally giving in to their bloodline urges.


    "Emperor~ does Tia''s mouth feel good... Tyr wants to taste you next time..." She whispered, her fingers stroking her wet slit, her honey dripping onto the grass below while Tiamat''s mouth slowly wrapped around his glans.


    A wet, sloppy sound from her undulating tongue slid around his shaft as her mouth began to suck his shaft, her lips covering half his shaft while Lancelot groaned.


    "Tia... your mouth is so hot... It''s amazing..." He grunted, his hands stroking her crimson hair as Tiamat began to bob her head, her mouth sucking harder and faster while Tyr watched excitedly¡ªthis was the first time she witnessed a mating ritual between bloodlines.


    "Nnpph.... Mmmmmn.... hmmmph....!?" Tiamat''s beautiful eyes opened wide as his member slipped deeper into her throat, Lancelot grasping her horns as his waist began thrusting into her mouth, his shaft sliding deeper into her throat while Tyr watched with a jealous expression¡ªshe wanted to taste Lancelot next.


    "Gubuh.... Ueeh.....Nnnnph.....ha...."


    Tiamat choked and coughed, her eyes watering while Lancelot began to fuck Tiamat''s mouth, his glans striking the back of her throat while her golden eyes widened¡ªshe realised Lancelot was enjoying her mouth, a feeling of delight and desire surged through her body as she began to suck hard, the insides of her cheeks touching his shaft, almost wrapping it completely.


    Lancelot groaned from the pleasure of her high-pressure blowjob, her hands no longer pressing on his thighs but sliding towards his balls as she began to massage them, gently caressing them in her fingers, her chin and face covered in drool and precum, gagging from him pushing to the base, her throat croaking as his pelvis pressed against her nose, drool bubbling as she began to struggle to breathe.


    "Tia... I''m cumming..." Lancelot warned, but Tiamat shook her head, grabbing his hips while Tyr watched with a jealous expression¡ªshe wanted to be sucked next!


    "Tyr wants to taste you..." She begged, but Lancelot ignored her, his fingers stroking Tiamat''s hair before he grasped her horns, his waist slamming deep into her mouth, his shaft pulsing before he erupted into her throat, Tyr watching with envy as Lancelot released his load directly into Tiamat''s stomach, filling her belly with his thick, creamy semen.


    "Tia... swallow everything..." Lancelot grunted while Tiamat nodded her head, her golden eyes filled with tears as she swallowed every last drop, her throat swelling each time she tried to drink his semen¡ªher stomach rumbled happily while Lancelot pulled out his shaft, watching Tiamat coughing violently.


    Her face was red and flushed, filled with strings of drool and semen attaching her lips to the tip of his cock; as her long tongue was still white, Tyr moved closer, kissing Lancelot''s lips seductively.


    "Emperor~ Tyr wants to taste you next¡ªTia got to swallow all your milk... Please, Tyr wants a turn." She begged while Tiamat glared at Tyr, but Lancelot just slapped her ass and snapped his fingers, creating a small ball of water.


    It was the best he could do with the water element, and he grasped a cloth, stepping forward to clean the lovely face of Tiamat; ignoring the scent of his sperm on her breath, he just smiled.


    Once clean, he looked at Tyr and shook his head, "We are in a dangerous place; let''s head back."


    ***


    Lancelot had been able to calm his strange desire to dominate and make Tiamat submit with just her mouth. However, it was like a candle wick that had been set alight... It was only a matter of time before they lost control once again.


    ''I just don''t want to do anything further just because of this damn urge.'' He tried to convince himself as Tyr looked like the most wronged woman in the universe.


    He gently lifted her body and wrapped his arms around her waist.


    She seemed affected by the act more than he was, her eyes dreamy and her body limp, wrapping around him and making strange sounds nothing like the usual Tiamat. However, he couldn''t deny it was cute.


    "Let''s head back and think about things like that, Tyr¡ªstop sulking. You had so much fun last night and before we left this morning."


    "Hmph~ I will go ahead." Tyr looked back at him with a smile¡ªshe wasn''t mad but seemed to understand him on a deeper level after they had sex. Was it because their races were identical, like with Morgana?


    He could only wonder as she flung into the sky and rapidly flew towards Maria''s town, disappearing into the clouds.


    "Tiamat, are you alright?" Lancelot asked as she looked at him fleetingly before leaning against his chest.


    "I am... my body feels strange, like it''s not my own constantly burning with desire whenever we are close, or you enter my view..." She admitted, her crimson face turning away while Lancelot sighed¡ªhe felt the same way.


    "You said that our bloodlines recognise one another¡ªis there something you know about that?" He asked, and Tiamat looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.


    "The dragon race is a pureblood race that has existed since the beginning of time¡ªnormally, those of the same type of blood would be paired and spend the rest of their lives together.


    However, dragons are picky creatures and rarely find someone suitable for them, leading to many dying alone." Tiamat explained¡ªLancelot raised an eyebrow as he didn''t expect dragons to be so romantic.


    "So, if a dragon meets someone of the same bloodline, they lose control and become mates?"


    "..." She didn''t answer, hiding her face in the chest of his robes and tunic as if escaping the question.


    "Tiamat?"


    "Tia....?" He asked again, his fingertips stroking her long horns and a voice whispering into her long ears.


    "Only.... if both dragons find each other attraction and desire to mate with the other before their bloodlines become activated..." She muttered, her voice barely audible while Lancelot raised an eyebrow¡ªthat sounded impossible.


    "That doesn''t make sense¡ªyou hated me from the start and were so hateful before we gained the bloodline." Lancelot pointed out, but Tiamat shook her head, the scales framing her face turning more a shade of pink than the usual crimson...


    "Before then... I desired you, Lancelot... That''s why I always acted so hateful... I didn''t want you to realise how I felt... Because Guinevere always spoke about you, I didn''t want my Lord to be angry." Tiamat admitted while Lancelot''s eyes widened¡ªTiamat liked him from the start?


    ''Then, what happened to change that?'' He wondered but decided not to ask as he stroked her crimson hair, kissing her forehead lovingly.


    "Tia... I love you," Lancelot confessed, and Tiamat''s golden eyes widened, her face turning crimson as she hid in his robes, muttering softly. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "...Tyr told me that already..." She pouted, and Lancelot laughed¡ªhe should''ve known Tyr would tell Tiamat about his feelings.


    "I''m glad Tyr did¡ªotherwise, I wouldn''t have realised how you felt." Lancelot smiled, stroking her crimson hair lovingly while Tiamat buried her face deeper into his robes¡ªshe was embarrassed!


    "Lancelot... My Emperor... I love you too..." She muttered, and Lancelot kissed her forehead lovingly, the two walking towards Maria''s town, hand in hand, unaware they were being watched by several figures hidden within the shadows...


    "Will Guinevere be okay with this, though?"


    "She will¡ªGuinevere understands you better than anyone..." Tiamat responded, stroking his cheek lovingly while Lancelot raised an eyebrow, wondering if she was okay with it.


    ''Why do I get a bad feeling about this?'' He thought while Tiamat smiled, kissing his lips lovingly, her golden eyes staring at him with adoration¡ªit seemed Lancelot had gained another lover...


    The pair looked into each other''s eyes with a strange glint; it was not the same romantic gaze as before but one of humour, their eyes flicking towards distant bushes. They could hear the rustling of leaves and movements from the people following them; if it weren''t for the disgusting stench, neither would be sure who it was.


    ''They reek of rotting meat and mould...'' Lancelot frowned, his eyes looking at Tiamat as she nodded her head¡ªthey would play with these stalkers for a bit.


    ''Should we kill them?'' Lancelot mouthed the words, asking her, and Tiamat smirked¡ªshe didn''t mind killing a few rats.


    ''Of course.'' She replied as Lancelot chuckled, kissing her lips lovingly before they suddenly seemed to vanish¡ªLancelot drew his blade and headed to the right while Tiamat''s mouth began to billow with flames to the left.


    Their stalkers panicked as Lancelot appeared behind one, swinging his sword and decapitating the figure before disappearing, Tiamat erupting flames in a large arc¡ªincinerating three others as the final one tried to escape, only to meet Lancelot''s cold, ruthless gaze.


    "Who are you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow while the man trembled¡ªhe was a mere low-level necromancer who had just lost all of his lifelong creations... a sense of futility and rage filled his stomach while Lancelot raised an eyebrow¡ªwhy was a necromancer stalking them?


    "Answer quickly¡ªTia gets annoyed when she needs to wait." He warned, and the man nodded his head, his face pale as a ghost while Tiamat breathed a small stream of flames beside Lancelot, singing his robes slightly.


    "W..we are agents from the Necromancy sect¡ªw..we were sent here to investigate the death of a zombie dragon...!" The necromancer admitted, his teeth chattering while Lancelot rolled his eyes¡ªso they were here because of us.


    "Is there anyone else nearby?" Tiamat asked, her golden eyes narrowing as she stepped forward, her nails growing longer while Lancelot stood beside her protectively¡ªif this necromancer lied, they would kill him without hesitation.


    "T..there is...! A High Necromancer came with us... please have mercy!" The necromancer begged, realising these two were far stronger than he imagined¡ªthey decimated his zombies within seconds and showed no remorse...


    Shling!


    A flash of black steel sliced off his head as Lancelot grasped Tiamat''s hand and began to run, his back growing a pair of black and white wings, sending them soaring into the air.


    ''Shit... the bastard was calling for reinforcements.''

 Chapter 169 - 10: Overlord

    ''There is no time... If we run at full speed, it would only draw them all to the base!''


    Lancelot looked at Tiamat and closed his eyes while stroking her hand almost subconsciously, looking at the group ahead, who seemed to be waiting. He made a choice and knew that she would be angry.


    "Lancelot?" Tia looked confused, her throat still swallowing as if something was stuck in the middle as the enemy reinforcements were now within range, both able to sense their number and strength.


    ''Let''s not waste time...''


    She wouldn''t listen to him as he leaned forward and gently kissed her lips, watching the female dragon''s eyes widen before he stroked her cheek, "forgive me. I just don''t want you to get hurt."


    "Tiamat... I order you to return to the base and prepare everyone for battle¡ªyou are forbidden to return and are to man the walls and await my return."


    "Wha..." Before she could speak, the order settled in her body because it was related to battle and danger she couldn''t disobey. Lancelot never used these orders normally, and this was an emergency...


    ''Because Tiamat is stubborn and doesn''t show her feelings easily... I know she would never abandon me, but her getting hurt isn''t something I see, and I could remain calm.''


    Instantly, her body transformed into her dragon form, the beautiful red scales and huge wings sending her flying into the air without a second thought as she shot towards Maria''s base and would probably do as he ordered.


    ''Many would complain or hate this action, but to save her from injury or death. So be it.''


    Lancelot said he was going to retreat, but he was lying to her; in reality, he planned to kill the high necromancer alone because, for the longest time since he fought Arthur, there was a heavy, unbearable weight in his heart.


    ''I should be stronger.''


    ''I must become stronger.''


    ''Yet I am held back!''


    He felt his growth had stagnated since he became a Lord and chose to accept the normal path from the moment he sat on that throne and thought of sharing power with all his troops equally...


    That moment was where he made a grave mistake.


    ''Only being able to grow stronger when I distribute my power on the throne?'' Feeling anger at his naive and safe thoughts.


    He only made that choice and path because the other ways were something he didn''t have the confidence to take.


    ''What joke is that... this isn''t my last life where I pathetically scrounged the land for scraps to improve!''


    If all lords were the same and, like Lancelot, shared their power equally with their troops, why was Arthur so strong after a year? Why did Merlin only have one troop and rely on his power?


    There were countless paths, ways and types of lord.


    Why had he never tried to change before?


    A lack of confidence, conviction and determination¡ªthe world was so easy, and things seemed to line up for him that Lancelot didn''t believe he would struggle this time...


    However, he was wrong.


    Without Sebastian, he would have died the other day; without Morgana and his strong commanders, he would have died to Rena!


    He was scared because once you change your path, that''s it.


    Lancelot could never change it again, and thus, he was always doubting himself until this moment... the devouring one and the enemies that were now revealing themselves.


    If Lancelot was to become the knight who protects his land and saves the ones he loves and cares for.


    He must become something better, stronger, superior.


    ''I do what I must. For my Empress and our future children.''


    Slowly, he advanced nothing but his black armour with silver chainmail fixtures to protect him, standing in the path of the knights who began to march forward.


    He closed his eyes and made the choice he was too afraid to make in the past that would change his future greatly¡ªunsure whether for better or worse.


    Lancelot lifted his left hand with the silver gauntlet, appearing as a gleaming gemstone filled with ether, storing and absorbing all the essence since a few weeks before coming to the fairy realm until today.


    Shatter!


    His right hand shattered the gemstone, releasing all the ether into the atmosphere as it swelled around him. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This was something that Lords who lost their units and territory would have to do¡ªfrom now on, he would take half of the ether killed by any of his units while the rest would be shared with them on the spot.


    While anything he killed was all his, completely empowering his body, as the zombie dragons ether and the dozens of people he had killed over the past month all began to flood his body as Lancelot made his choice.


    A selfish ruler...


    It would make him a Lord Subtype...


    The Tyrant or Overlord.


    ''This is how I should have been; my heart won''t waver. I will love and cherish them the same. But a weak king is a worthless king!''


    Taking out his sword, the black dragon-slaying sword now held tightly in his left hand, the feeling of his body improving, changing, reforming, reforging repeatedly, a sudden voice whispered from the darkness in his mind.


    A feminine voice.


    ¡ªUse Me


    ¡ªSummon me into thy hands, my true king!


    ''Ugh.... damn my body.... and mind...! This is... so much ether....!''


    He closed his teeth as his body was improved, reformed and repaired rapidly over and over as the enemy approached, waiting for them as his dragon and demon bloodlines began to evolve and deepen, flooding his body with their powerful aura.


    The thick ether boosted their power and dominance as they devoured his humanity.


    This isn''t to say he became unfeeling, but his human traits were added to them, making his dual races even more powerful.


    A dragon with restraint, patience and the ability to trust


    A demon with the power to calm their rage and control their desire to destroy and devour.


    This action was the first he had taken without Morgana''s input, meaning it was completely Lancelot''s choice and path... and allowed him to summon his demonic sword.


    ¡ªTo all swords, there is a counterpart in this world. Excalibur has its match, and that sword is the exact opposite, offering pure power to the wielder without the special knights. It focuses on making the bearer the most powerful and dominant king.


    "What is this idiot doing holding the air?" A necromancer acolyte laughed as they reached within 900 metres of Lancelot and saw him standing still, his body convulsing.


    "Who knows, maybe our allies already got to him. Look, his chest has our lord''s crest."


    Lancelot''s power... as if he was wearing some kind of limiter before, exploded as his demonic and dragon features, which always seemed foreign to him like he resisted them himself, started to fuse with his human body.


    Silver hair in an undercut style, a fringe that flicked over his right cheek with two twisted, black horns growing from his temples, reaching towards the sky behind him covered in dragon runes and demonic sigils glowing with an eerie red and black light.


    Both eyes became golden, with dark sclera¡ªhowever, those golden pupils were divine... his replaced eye now replaced both eyes as if asserting, "This is my domain" to the other bloodlines as he could see everything within 500 metres in perfect detail.


    Two pairs of wings, with one unfurled, the black dragon wings flickering with crimson scales and the bloody armour he used to gain from his dominus while the pure white wings, like those of an angel, were furled and kept tight.


    It seemed the holy bloodline from those divine eyes also grew and now controlled his vision and second pair of wings.


    A trinity of bloodlines.


    "It''s time to let the whole of Avalon know... that its future king has been born."


    Lancelot pushed out his right hand as if grasping something.


    "You claim I am your true king, then come to me and state your name while swearing your everlasting allegiance.


    As if responding to his words... the world began to shudder around him as darkness enveloped his body, the sheer thickness of this horrific raven shroud causing even the necromancers to step back, feeling their pact master''s terror.


    "W-What is that darkness!?"


    "Ugh.... my skeletons are kneeling!?" A higher-ranked necromancer shouted in horror.


    Watching in the distance, the high necromancer lifted his dark hood, a skeletal jaw attached to a humanoid face, and smiled... "Interesting... So the limitless fiend''s bitch daughter has chosen her wielder..."


    The voice was a mixture of both the necromancer... and a dark... ancient creature... likely to be the devouring one''s servant himself.


    ¡ªI am Caladbolg, the Abyssal Leviathan Daughter of the limitless fiend! The one who slayed her father!


    Her words caused the air and dimension to shatter as a blade began to manifest inside Lancelot''s hand, while the raven shroud began to tear apart bloody red slashes flickering from the sharp blade, tearing them apart as if nothing more than rags.


    ''Caladbolg isn''t a very feminine name...''


    ¡ªThen call me Kara!


    This was the moment the leviathan sword, born from the most devious of births in the abyss and the Overlord of Camelot met and became one.


    ***


    ? Arthur POV


    In a distant realm where Arthur sat meditating under a fountain, a sudden tremble filled Excalibur... a male''s voice sounding in Arthur''s head.


    ¡ªBeware my king... My sworn enemy has found her owner... A terrifying Tyrant will be born.


    "I see..." Arthur''s scarred eye, now half blinded, looked to the sky of his city, feeling a sense of danger in his heart... all the while wondering who his new enemy was...


    Would they be stronger than the man who ruined his face and left arm?

 Chapter 170 - 11: Caladbolg, The Abyssal Leviathan: Graveyard of Swords

    Forged in the infernal depths of Avalon, where races battle ceaselessly for the coveted throne, emerges Caladbolg.


    The sword bathed in the stygian fires of demonic forges¡ªthis colossal greatsword, measuring an extraordinary 160(62.99") centimetres in length and 8(3.15") centimetres in width, was named the Abyssal Leviathan.


    Crafted from an otherworldly, obsidian-hued steel, the blade absorbs the very essence of light, rendering it a supernatural darkness.


    Caladbolg''s hilt, enveloped in shadowy leather, caters to the massive grip of the demon that wields it, ensuring absolute control over the weapon''s tremendous weight. Glowing runes adorn the crossguard, pulsating with eldritch energy, a manifestation of the demonic power that courses through the Abyssal Leviathan.


    A double-edged blade mirrored the duality of the realm it called home, where shadows dance with destiny.


    The sheer dimensions of the Abyssal Leviathan were not just for show¡ªbut a testament to the supernatural might that commands it¡ªa strength that, in the hands of a demon, reshapes the very fabric of Avalon''s tumultuous battles.


    Many knew it as the Obsidian Abyss blade, mistaking it for a mere magic weapon. A sword of twisted destiny, the blade awaited the touch of a conqueror who seeks to etch their name in the annals of Avalon''s tumultuous history.


    Lancelot''s hand gripped the long handle, feeling the smooth leather and tight sensation as he sliced through the air.


    He could feel a sense of darkness... the moment his hand grasped the blade, his demon blood began to surge, almost driven into a mindless slaughter before the dragon emperor''s pride destroyed the strange attraction.


    ¡ªOh? My Master... You are such a wonderful male! A dragon and demon coexisting with the willpower of a human hero!


    LET ME CORRUPT YOU! LET US DESTROY EXCALIBUR!


    The sinister echoes within Caladbolg tell of a rivalry that transcends realms¡ªa cosmic struggle echoing through the ages.


    As Excalibur gleams with the purity of destiny, Caladbolg resonates with the shadows of ambition.


    To claim one is to challenge the other¡ªa choice that not only seals the fate of Avalon but binds the wielder to the eternal dance of light and shadow.


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the city of Camelot, standing on the tallest spire of the Black Citadel, Morgana was staring into the far north. Her eyes were like stars shimmering with magical power. Beside her was her supposed sword enemy, the Seraphim, doing the same.


    "My King... You finally chose your path," Morgana spoke with an ethereal voice, her face filled with a brilliant smile like she had attained the world.


    "Our King, Morgana! I will head to his side and support him in your stead." Nuriel''s face watched the darkness growing in the north with a feeling of conflict in her heart, as the gentle and peaceful times in Camelot caused Nuriel to feel at home.


    Now, she felt the ancient evil awakened something that even devils and demons would fear. Yet her king took the sword without a second thought... "To fight for us and become strong enough to protect everything he cares for..."


    The solemn voice of Nuriel contained a rare tinge of emotion as Morgana''s brow lifted her beaming smile into a smirk as the seraphim''s wings began to flutter and flap rapidly as she took to the sky.


    "You... are going to fall, little angel. My husband''s charm has already infected your heart and will soon steal you away from that lord you vainly serve. I cannot wait to see the look on your face when Lancelot''s final bloodline awakens... the one he received from his mother."


    She turned around, rubbing her stomach with a slightly bitter face, steeping down the marble steps, her golden eyes looking at the beautiful citadel the man she bet everything on had created...


    "He left the path I created... I don''t know whether to feel lonely or relieved. My King''s path should be blocked or changed by no one... Including me."


    In the past, she once believed in moulding him into her ideal man, making him step the path she had arranged and planned for thousands of years...


    But then she truly fell for him and realised that Lancelot''s magic came from his spirit and heart, not mechanical skills or ability. She felt regret for dulling his blade, and that was why she took distance when he went to the mountains.


    "Even if it means you find other women or don''t have as much time for me. To see you shining like I dreamt, I have no complaints..." Her hand stroking her stomach moved slightly as she entered the throne room and sat in Lancelot''s seat.


    "Right... Mordred. Oh? You kicked your mother... such a naughty girl... Just like your father, you have to make sure to kick all those fakes away.


    You are the only Mordred we need, not those smelly old men."


    Sitting on the throne of darkness, Morgana watched outside to the north, her heart and mind as if travelling to his side, for she had always been watching and supporting him.


    "Oh my... It looks like there will be a storm..."


    Dark clouds began to cover Avalon''s north skies like a storm on the horizon. Many lords and demons were looking to the north.


    The seventh great War of Avalon was about to begin, and Lancelot was the trigger.


    ***


    "Kara. I am your master. You will not corrupt me. I am the one to bend you to my will."


    Caladbolg was a sword created in the depths of the abyss, only to counter the human''s weapon to destroy demons.


    Because of that, it was a corrupted and cursed sword that would cause the wielder to degrade and become demented into a killing machine.


    "Hand over that sword!" The voice of a necromancer trembling and filled with anxiety sounded¡ªmore than thirty of them now stood around Lancelot''s body.


    ''These fools...''


    Lancelot stood without any sign of fear or the sense of panic he might have had earlier. Was it just the sword boosting his confidence or the fact he and the Lancelot of a few moments ago were a world apart?


    ¡ªAh~ A tyrant and an overlord? You have forsaken your people''s growth to empower your own! Good, as fitting for my user!


    "Master." Lancelot gripped the black leather grip with a tight hand, the squeak of leather pleasant to his ears as her voice became shrill. "Don''t mistake your words, woman. You are but a sword, so stop shouting and moaning like a bitch in heat."


    "My people can fight and grow without me; how did they become forsaken? They will grow further."


    ¡ªReally? Do you think I am so easily tamed like those women who climb onto your bed?


    I AM CALADBOLG!


    ''Quiet... Let''s fight.''


    He turned to the necromancers, their bodies casting disgusting spells with a green and rotting magic aura. It was vomit-inducing as Lancelot lowered Kara, pointing the huge sword at the central column of necromancers.


    "You face Lancelot, Demon King of Britannia... Perish."


    With a flash of Lancelot''s body moving forward at terrifying speed, the necromancers barely had time to react as Lancelot cut through five necromancers with ease, their heads flying through the air as the rest stepped back in shock.


    None of them knew how they died; a black light enveloped them as their heads all looked clueless before smashing onto the ground.


    "H-he killed five at once! How fast is he?"


    "That sword... Why does it seem to absorb our spells?"


    Their cries echoed out as Lancelot laughed coldly, swinging Kara again, cutting three more necromancers, their bodies being split into two parts as Lancelot jumped back, observing the remaining necromancers.


    "How disappointing... Fifteen weaklings can''t even take down one person? What a joke." Lancelot swung Kara, blood splattering off the sword as he stared at the terrified faces of the remaining thirteen necromancers.


    "P-please let us leave... We just want the one who killed our zombie dragon!"


    "Zombie dragon? Ah, you mean that rotting lizard with wings... It was me." His eyes scanned around and saw they were buying time for the High necromancer, who was now rushing this way on a more fully formed zombie dragon.


    "Caladbolg, shall we slay a dragon?"


    ¡ªHmph.... why not Kara?


    ''Just shut up and obey my will.'' Lancelot held Kara forward, pointing at the incoming zombie dragon that released a roar filled with hatred and anger, its maw opening and releasing a corrosive breath of death.


    "It seems the dragon wants to fight... Then let''s give it one."


    Without hesitation, Lancelot rushed at the necromancers, who tried to cast defensive magic, which was absorbed by Caladbolg''s runic inscriptions, as Lancelot''s body twisted, leaping from tree to stone and along the necromancer''s faces, crushing their bones with each step. His dance was unrelenting, unrestrained and limitless.


    His legs launched his body into the air, Kara glowing with a black hue as Lancelot slashed the zombie dragon''s head, splitting it in half, causing the necromancer on top to scream as Lancelot landed on the ground with a grin. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Damn... it''s a tough dragon, huh!" Flicking Caladbolg to remove the corrosive blood, he watched the high necromancer healing the dragon''s split head in seconds.


    "Human... No... whatever you are! Drop that sword and die!" The high necromancer seemed not to understand the idea of bargaining as he tried to make Lancelot give up.


    "Let me try something just for you guys... since you inspired the technique by climbing out of the ground like the undead..."


    ?Du Lac Sword Arts?


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a fifty-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprouted from the ground like wildflowers, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    With a swift step, his ether began to flow through his entire body until he became a blur, slashing through a formidable group of necromancers with each summoned sword¡ªa conductor orchestrating a deadly symphony against the forces of darkness.


    The field transformed into a chaotic dance of steel and shadows, a battleground where the living clashed with the undead as his body flashed from sword to sword at the speed of sound.


    His eyes closed each attack his body, swirling, spinning, dancing like he did in the past, cutting his enemies down and devouring their ether.


    The swords, having served their purpose, shattered into a spectacular explosion of non-elemental magic as the High necromancer watched from above... his eyes glowing dark seeing more than fifty necromancers turned into flesh paste.


    "I hope you enjoyed my dance, necromancer." With a bow, Lancelot lowered his body and held Caladbolg with both hands, a bright smile on his face.

 Chapter 171 - 12: Battle With The High Necromancer!

    "W-what monster is he!?" The High necromancer watched Lancelot with a face of despair. He had never seen someone move and kill so many necromancers simultaneously, let alone survive his breath and heal a zombie dragon''s head.


    "Such a monster... irrelevant, he is living flesh! If we return with that sword, we will receive unimaginable rewards."


    Raising Kara, Lancelot pointed to the Zombie dragon, smiling at the High necromancer with a strange feeling of freedom and the same sensation he felt the moment he was reborn, standing against those arachnid monsters and fighting with his own body, dodging for dear life and using only his swordsmanship and prowess to crush the enemy.


    ''I had forgotten myself, too hooked on bloodlines, special abilities... Lancelot du Lac was always about the sword and aiming to be the most powerful swordsman in the universe.''


    ¡ªHeeeh~ what an arrogant wielder I have, fufu~


    ''Doesn''t the most powerful swordsman need the strongest sword? Now I have you, there is nothing in our way, right?''


    ¡ªAh... that!? Hmph! Flattering a devil will get you nothing! Hmph....!


    Lancelot chuckled as the zombie dragon''s huge body began to ascend into the sky, but he no longer cared¡ªhis back expanded into two sets of wings, a black and white pair of angelic wings like a fallen angel had fused with a true angel.


    His wings wrapped in ether as he merely stomped on the ground before his body shot into the air like a missile; the ground cracked around him as the dirt was sucked into the air from the shockwave of his speed.


    ''It seems my body is strange... three pairs of wings, but the two I''m using are enough for now.''


    ¡ªYahoo!


    "This damn mutant bastard!"


    Caladbolg shone brightly as Lancelot flew towards the Zombie dragon.


    The high necromancer panicked and controlled the zombie dragon to release a breath, but Lancelot spun his body, rapidly barrel rolling while pointing Kara towards the flames, absorbing the breath, laughing as his body continued to fly forwards, holding the Abyssal Leviathan with both hands.


    Seeing Lancelot flying directly at him, the High necromancer ordered the zombie dragon to bite at Lancelot, its jaw snapping and releasing a terrible screech of anger, but Lancelot ignored it, twisting his waist and hips before throwing Kara like a javelin.


    The Abyssal Leviathan pierced through the zombie dragon''s maw with a sonic boom as Lancelot grabbed the dragon''s head with his bare hands, pushing Kara deeper as the necromancer screamed in pain.


    Grabbing Kara''s handle, Lancelot ripped the Abyssal Leviathan upwards, splitting the zombie dragon''s head in half¡ªthe high necromancer shouting in rage as evil energy gathered in his hands; instead of healing, he was going to make Lancelot die!


    Lancelot smiled as he fell backwards, dragging the sword along the dragon''s maw, tearing the entire jaw as they flew downward. "Die!" The enraged High necromancer began to rapidly fire bolts of eldrich magic aimed at Lancelot, each bolt firing at the speed of sound, with great power, both kinetic and necrotic.


    Yet Lancelot flipped, dodging each bolt while still falling until the High necromancer stopped attacking due to the sudden realisation that Lancelot was flying under the zombie dragon and had Kara pointed at its throat.


    "Haa....."


    Twisting his hips and upper body in the opposite direction until he started to feel the pull on his muscles, Lancelot began to spin rapidly as the blade, like a rotating top, shot upwards, forcing the necromancer to leap into the skies to avoid being sliced apart but the dragon zombies head and heart were torn apart as they fell into a lawnmower. S§×ar?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Bang!


    The ground cracked, and as the zombie dragon dropped to the ground, Lancelot too felt a sense of exertion due to using too much stamina and ether and fell together with it. Landing on the zombie dragon''s corpse, Lancelot''s eyes watched the High necromancer land on the ground, clutching his chest as he coughed up blood.


    "You... two dragon zombies.... our master.... he will torture all you love... devour those you care for... your women...


    territory... troops... everything!" The High necromancer''s body flickered with terrifying magic; Lancelot didn''t underestimate him; it was just until now the monster had been underestimating Lancelot!


    A necromancer''s true form was a terrifying undead creature with unlimited regeneration unless hit with holy magic, sunlight, or lightning, destroying their core, but Lancelot had none of these options.


    "So annoying... Caladbolg. I know you hate Excalibur and holy shit, but can you deal with this guy?"


    ¡ªI cannot destroy him...


    ''Tsk, so annoying...''


    ¡ªWe can devour his power, though, and use it to make us stronger... Hmph... doubting this wonderful Caladbolg!


    "It''s going to be tough, though, right..." Lancelot whispered as he began to stretch his tired muscles; this huge sword was very hard to use as she was so wilful and constantly tried to make him enraged and go on a rampage.


    ''Such a lewd sword... who is the woman in those images... she looks pretty though.'' Lancelot would see images of himself having intense and passionate sex with a strange demoness or devil with red skin and black hair; it seemed whoever Kara was showing him was into really rough sex...


    ¡ªPretty... the first time those words have been used...


    ¡ªMy wielder is right! Oh-hohoho~ my beauty is beyond anything I ever imagined!


    ''Stop talking... focus.'' Lancelot shook his head as he looked at the High necromancer, slowly changing into a disgusting humanoid beast covered in tentacles and rotten flesh.


    "Finally revealed your true form..." Lancelot gripped Kara, walking forward with a smile; his feet dragged on the ground, kicking up dust as the necromancer roared with laughter and anger.


    "Foolish human! Die!"


    "Idiot! Brutal and good old swordsmanship battles are my damn forte!" Lancelot cursed, his sword clanging against the brutal claws and magical tentacles of the necromancer as he twirled using Kara as if she were as light as a dagger.


    The necromancer tried to wrap Lancelot in its tentacle arms, but Lancelot used Kara like a shield, blocking and defending them; once they wrapped around her, he sliced them apart using a strike with precision, cutting off the tentacles, but they grew back faster than he could blink, so he focused on defence, waiting for the right moment to strike.


    ¡ªWhat are you doing? Kill him! Smash him! Crush! Slice! Slaughter!!


    Hohoho~ such a talented wielder... ah... what is this? Why is it so fun?


    ''Shut up... I told you to focus!''


    ¡ªKill! Destroy! Maim! Slash! Chop! Eat!


    Devour! Such delicious ether!


    ''Focus! Stop getting distracted!'' Lancelot couldn''t understand why Kara was becoming crazier and lustier by the second, and the more she became like a wild horse, the more stamina and ether she drained from him.


    As their battle began to intensify, he was also becoming a little unhinged, using his foot to stomp on the necromancer''s face while leaping over him, pulling his sword back before he thrust Kara close to fifty times in the space of five seconds, making the back and tentacles of the huge monster into minced meat.


    ¡ªHaaa~ the way you are so rough... treating me fiercely.... more...slash them! Hold me tighter!


    "Shut up... Kara!" Lancelot felt his vision turning red; the more he fought, the more he wanted to bathe in blood and massacre everyone he met, yet the necromancer regenerated fast, and he could barely damage it, but as they fought, the necromancer was beginning to slow down while Lancelot was getting faster.


    ¡ª!!!


    Suddenly, Lancelot sensed danger and used Kara to block a tentacle stabbing at his back, his instincts guiding him as the necromancer roared in rage, trying to grab Lancelot''s body, but Lancelot was starting to laugh hysterically as well, enjoying the fight.


    ¡ªHAHAHAHAHAH! YES! MY WIELDER!


    "Fool, you lost yourself to the sword! Now die!" Huge amounts of necrotic magic swirled around the monster''s clawed palms as, once again; he prepared a barrage of his Eldrich bolts.


    However, Lancelot smiled, his eyes glowing purple as he moved Kara in front of him, and each bolt fired at the speed of sound was absorbed by Caladbolg''s runes, her blade gleaming with a black light as she drank the necromancer''s ether hungrily, devouring the magic power he threw at Lancelot like a starving wolf.


    ''Fool... it''s called faking it.''


    ¡ªEh!? You didn''t feel as good as me!?


    Despite her protest, Lancelot held the trembling blade, filled with a huge wave of necrotic magic, his arms full of small wounds, and blood seeping from his nose from overusing Kara in the first battle, but he stepped forward, the black light causing the air to vibrate as he slashed downwards, a huge beam emitting from the sword as it cut over fifty metres ahead of him.


    BOOOOOOOOOM!


    The necromancer tried to dodge, but Lancelot predicted his movements and shifted Kara, cutting the monster in two diagonally as it roared in agony; its body unable to heal the massive gash on its chest as Lancelot walked forward, holding Caladbolg with one hand, preparing to end the Necromancer''s life.


    "Ugh..." His heart skipped a beat, and he almost fell to his knees.... the sheer excitement of holding this blade was not all an act. Suddenly, his entire body became like jelly... dropping forward, he felt empty.


    ¡ªOi! Don''t get limp on me now! Cut him... cut him, and we will be fine! You gain essence from each kill! Hurry!


    "Hahahaha! My master is protecting me! Hahahahahaha!" The Necromancer, in a putrid state, placed his last tentacle around Lancelot''s throat, lifting him in the air and crushing his powerless throat.


    Crack!


    Lancelot''s neck began to creak, the bones in his body almost breaking under the weight of this new sword''s power, the amount of pressure almost amplified by ten times when she became excited... He felt the world turning dark... struggling to breathe as a gentle voice sounded from the sky... and the world illuminated brilliance.


    "In thy kingdom, I shall protect thy eternal glory!"


    Hundreds of holy swords formed in the skies as a beautiful angel, her six wings fluttering with great power as Nuriel''s spell activated¡ªHoly Rain of Glory.


    Each sword shined with brilliant holy ether as Nuriel watched Lancelot with a gentle smile, her eyes shimmering with emotions as she touched her lips, watching Lancelot struggle and cough.


    BOOOOOOOOOOOM!


    Each sword struck the High necromancer''s body, destroying his body, tearing apart his regenerating body as if torture, and it wasn''t until all six hundred and sixty-six blades struck him that it destroyed the core as he screamed in agony; finally, his body exploded as Lancelot fell to the floor, coughing heavily as he rubbed his neck.


    ''Fuck... such a dangerous sword... I might break my neck one day!''


    ¡ªHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT FUN! KILL! SLASH! CRUSH! CHOP!


    EAT! DEVOUR! Beat that angel and her arrogant big tits!


    "Are you alright, my king?"


    Caladbolg was kicked aside by the strange Nuriel, who scooped Lancelot into her arms, a warmth like a mother, something different from even Morgana... like the warmth on a cold winter''s day...


    "Thank you... Nuriel, such bad timing. Missing my cool self..." Lancelot spoke hoarsely as Nuriel giggled, covering her mouth with her hand and stroking his back gently.


    "You are always the most amazing to me, My king." With that, she kissed his lips with a gentle peck, softer than Morgana''s, as she stared into his eyes before their mouths opened slightly, teasing each other with the tips of their tongues.


    ¡ªAh!? Don''t kiss that dirty bird... you are my master!! Stop... I am lying in the dirty remains of a necromancer! OI!!!


    Come clean me!!


    The poor shouts of Caladbolg were dampened by the beating heart and soft lips of Nuriel, who shocked Lancelot as she took the advantage to approach him despite always seeming so cold...


    As they pulled apart, the glistening silver bridge between them glowed with holy light, "My King... don''t make me worry again... I thought you were dead." Her tears dripped onto Lancelot''s cheeks as he stroked her snow-white hair and sighed.


    "Sorry... but thank you... I will need to repay you later, okay." Nuriel blushed, nodding as she helped Lancelot stand, and Lancelot picked Kara from the ground, ignoring her protests as Nuriel watched curiously.


    "This sword..."


    Lancelot gulped, worried she would notice...


    "It stinks."


    "!?"


    ¡ªDamn slutty angel, say that again!!!!

 Chapter 172 - 13: You Seem More Dashing??

    Nuriel kicked Caladbolg across the dirt as her angelic face and atmosphere collapsed, and she spat on the sword with a strange face like a stern sneer while Lancelot was checking the bodies of the fallen necromancers to find anything useful.


    ¡ªYou damn angel! Fight me fair and square! I''ll cut your bird wings up!


    "Heh... Shall I bury in some disgusting bog? How dare you let our master touch you with that nasty aura!" Nuriel had never shown this side of her before because she wanted him always to see her best face.


    ¡ªDamn it! He felt so good holding me¡ªwhy would he want some ancient frigid virgin angel that probably doesn''t even know what a fun time is?


    "!!!"


    Clang!


    Once again, the smooth, fair foot of Nuriel kicked the sword, pulsating with black and red miasma, into the filthy bog, her blade slowly sinking as she smiled, hearing the sword''s teary words of apologies, begging Nuriel to save her.


    ¡ªSave me! It stinks.... please...! Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hooo... such a cute little sword, stinky and crying... Call me Big Sister, and I might help you."


    In reality, thanks to the teasing Morgana, it was revealed the two didn''t clash purely because of their angel and demon races but because both were an older sister type and Nuriel had always been the eldest in the past.


    Apart from the archangels with Lucifer always bullying her in the past... sometimes even plucking her wings to pass the time out of boredom.


    ¡ªBig Sister save me~~~


    Nuriel smiled as she had just eaten the most delicious honey and cream tart, lifting the sword while using her powerful holy magic to dispel the disgusting stench of the bog and clean the blade, almost causing Kara more pain due to the divine magic being the only element she couldn''t fully absorb.


    ¡ªHeh, stupid angel! Just wait until I chop your wings and feed them to the wolves!


    "Did you say anything?"


    ¡ªNothing at all, Big Sister!


    Nuriel asked while holding the sword over her shoulder, feeling the intense weight that was something a normal existence could carry... "How powerful has my king become since I last saw him?"


    ***


    Lancelot was currently a distance away, his entire body bare as he was finished taking the items and money that remained from the battle, his body now bathing in hot water from his magic.


    For the first time in his life, he could cast true magic.


    With the snap of his right finger and thumb, a huge pool of chilled water was created above his head, the size of a large water bath. Then Lancelot''s left finger snapped, creating a small purple flame inside the ice that caused the water to flow down, being heated like a waterfall.


    The water was neither hot nor cold but the perfect temperature as he controlled both spells with his thoughts, cleaning the blood, putrid stench and vile black ooze that replaced the blood of the higher-level undead and necromancers.


    ''So disgusting...''


    "I could never believe the day when I could cast magic without using a sword would come thought... Is it thanks to my bloodlines? No, that wouldn''t explain being able to use holy magic."


    Lancelot could no longer summon the powerful Dominus, but instead, it had become part of him like his eyelids.


    If someone attacked his body or arms, the black demon armour and his dark red dragon scales would instantly protect him, while his horns and long pointed ears were also permanent now, even outside of Avalon.


    ''it might cause trouble...''


    He didn''t understand the world''s complexities as in the past¡ªhe was merely a swordsman, nothing more and nothing less.


    In this new life, he was discovering the things he thought were black and white at the moment of his death were now unclear, as there seemed to be more than just Arthur and his backing plotting the end of the empire and his world.


    ''Somehow... I feel that for every one thing I learn, ten more secrets appear. Like with my mother and her strange power that, when described, reminds me of Nuriel...''


    "I should probably visit that alluring and beautiful elf woman and ask; Sebastian seemed reluctant to open my wounds, and his wife might not be happy to speak about it."


    Lancelot''s magic began to fade as his body became the pristine shape and colour as before; however, now his skin seemed to have a slight ashen grey, with a light red hue, making him further away from his human style of the past.


    Closing his eyes, he took a moment to take in the breeze before getting dressed. The clothes were brand new.


    Black tunic with silver fixtures and a chainmail vest that protected his vitals but had short sleeves, then his pants were a linen black colour with fine silk patterns with padded wyvern leather boots and, to top it off, a long, flowing royal red cloak with a soft hood.


    This was an outfit he found inside a small item ring when he got his suit for his date with Evaine.


    "It''s not like wearing heavy or special armour will help anymore..."


    "A nice flexible outfit that makes me look good and this sweet royal red cape that can hide the blade of Caladbolg should be perfect."


    He turned around and began to head towards the two bickering women¡ªhe could hear them perfectly and was quite amused at the foul language that a seraphim like Nuriel would use when he was away.


    ''To be honest, it''s like that strange term in the academy... gap moe1? Seeing her different sides is amusing, and she''s so cute.''


    While heading towards them, he took a look at his attribute page, something that he neglected for so long due to his stagnation and feeling that he wasn''t important anymore, but he came to learn that if the king isn''t supreme, then the battle is already half lost.


    "Those demons from the east... the humans and devouring one in the north... Something tells me that in the south where Sumika''s city was. I will face another threat, maybe Arthur himself... and who knows if the West will break into war..."


    "Rena, I should contact her soon."


    ? Status ?


    Name: Lancelot du Lac (20)


    Race: Dragon/Devil/?????


    Title: King of Camelot - All Troops of Camelot +Morale +Damage +++Defence


    Lord Type: Overlord (Mythical)


    Level: 65


    Experience: 1000/6500000


    ? Attributes ?


    Strength: 125


    Agility: 75


    Stamina: 110


    Endurance: 150


    Intelligence: 70


    Wisdom: 80


    Charisma: 200


    Average Attributes: Demon Lord: 40-75, Demon King: 80-140, Demon Emperor: 170-300


    ? Skills ?


    Du Lac Swordsmanship (Rank 9) - A mixture of Lancelot''s lifetime of training and skill with the sword. Includes: Irregular Defence (Max), Whirlwind Slash (Max), Dual Swordsmanship (Max)


    ? Du Lac Sword Arts ?


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a fifty-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprout from the ground like wildflowers, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    The swords, after serving their purpose, shatter into a spectacular explosion of non-elemental magic.


    ¨N Blade Waltz


    A superior version of the former skill Blade Dance, dancing with ethereal blades on an endless battlefield.


    It lasts until the user is exhausted or his ether is empty.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz


    Using the superior speed and wings of the user allows the movement of over thirty metres, instantly slashing any enemies in the user''s path.


    ¨N Elemental Slash


    Empower the next attack with any weapon with an element of your choice; damage, cost, and effect depend on the user''s rank.


    ? Magic ?


    Dragon Magic (Rank 2) - Able to cast all elements of magic apart from holy and dark without chanting, and the power of imagination improves their damage and efficiency.


    Demon Magic (Rank 3) - Able to cast all elements of magic apart from holy. The power and effects depend on the user''s imagination and skill rank.


    Divine Magic (Rank 1) - Able to cast any holy or divine magic of Rank 1 only usable by those blessed by the divine, devout believers or angels.


    ? Status End ?


    ***


    In the distance, he could see the prim and proper angel now hitting a hard stone with the blade, sparks fluttering around as Caladbolg destroyed the rocks...


    There were many broken boulders in the background, as it seemed that the two were bickering more than Lancelot thought.


    "Nuriel... I think she will behave now¡ªlet''s head back, okay?" His voice was cheery, and with the lack of his feelings to bring him down, the deep and mellow tone echoed through the forest like a calming advertisement that hooked your attention and didn''t let go.


    She didn''t seem to have the time to adjust as she turned around, her wings fluttering when he appeared in her vision. She was stunned for a moment before, unable to hold back.


    "My King... Why are you suddenly twice as dashing?"


    What none of the trio realised was that Lancelot''s Charm was over the level of a demon Emperor, which was rare¡ªeven the most powerful beings didn''t normally get a charm this high.


    It was only special existences like Lucifer, Nuriel or Morgana if the pair reached that level of improvement.


    ¡ªDamn, my wielder is a show-off... he goes for a piss in the woods and comes back like some hunk from the abyss... Quick old woman... let me enjoy his smooth hands gripping my guard!


    "Both of you stop messing around." Lancelot was happy at their words and compliments, but he couldn''t afford to get carried away right now... There was too much to finish.


    "We need to return to Maria''s town. The enemy was just a vanguard, and the loss of two zombie dragons and a high necromancer will mean they are much more defended, and our plan to attack first is a bust."

 Chapter 173 - 14: Everyones Situations

    Meanwhile, at the Academy, Sumika and Guinevere sat around a table with Edward and Laura, enjoying their meal together.


    Since Lancelot went missing a few days ago, Sebastian and their maids now protected them almost non-stop due to the teacher, who was supposed to be someone from the magical defence classes. Merlin stepped in and punished them.


    As a result of his mind-tearing spell, the truth was revealed that someone had used a charming spell of great power on the teacher, and sadly, he was as innocent but now could only live as a drooling mess thanks to the mind-tearing spell.


    "Lady Guinevere, forgive me for being so rude, but may I just call you Guinevere, as you are my best brother''s wife?" Edward was a cool guy, knowing how to butter up people and get them to accept his simple requests.


    Guinevere knew he was just being polite due to Lancelot''s ability and their friendship, so she just giggled, enjoying that she was referred to as his wife.


    Like eating honey, she nodded. "Of course, you are one of my husband''s few friends that he trusts. Do not be so formal, Laura, too. I thought we were already friends, Lady Highness. These things can be tossed aside."


    "Plus, if you were going to stick with it, wouldn''t you call Lancelot His Majesty? He''s the future emperor, after all."


    Teased by Guinevere, who began to eat her meal, the other two felt more relieved, while Sumika was pouting and pointed at them with her small knife; for some reason, she didn''t eat with the knife from the canteen but used her black decorative knife that was more suited to killing than cutting up her beef...


    "Oi, don''t forget me! I am his bride, too."


    "Oh, forgive us, our esteemed Lady Sumika! We did not mean to offend!" Laura and Edward acted overly upset, causing her to lift her chin and look proud.


    "Hohoho~ do not worry¡ªthis queen is forgiving. If you part with your sweet roll, I shan''t take your heads!"


    "Ouch!"


    Because she was making fun of how Guinevere speaks during official duties, the real princess slapped her head and stole half of her sweet roll as the two began to glare at each other in a cold war.


    "This brutish princess, I will tell darling you slapped me and stole my precious thing!" Sumika chose strange wording to cause a stir, making Guinevere angry and pointing at her.


    "Don''t say things in strange ways! I will beat you up and not cook dinner tonight!"


    "I will just buy pizza... you burn rice; I don''t like burned rice.... make my ancestors cry!"


    It was during this short moment that Laura and Edward began to guffaw. Listening to two of the top ten beauties of the entire academy arguing about burnt rice and a sweet roll made them suddenly feel less intimidated.


    Lancelot always made others feel at ease¡ªif he was with a noble, he acted more noble than a high duke himself. If with a commoner, he would become so common that he drank the beer from the keg alongside a beggar!


    "Okay, ladies, let''s finish our meal before we deal with that scary instructor Evaine...." Edward didn''t know Evaine was Lancelot''s lover or the fact she might be pregnant with his child, but the two women knew at least one fact and hearing her name they snapped upright and began to eat quietly.


    Laura began to lean to the side as she looked at the empty spot where Maria would normally sit... "I just hope the Academy can fix that portal so the two can return soon... Merlin said they were likely together, and since you said they weren''t at Lancelot''s territory, they are probably with Maria..."


    "I wonder if anything has happened since they left... alone together in a strange situation..."


    Of the four people, the one with the most romantic and maiden heart seemed to be Laura as her cheeks turned red thinking of all sorts of scandalous images... before she started to squeak like Sumika and Guinevere did when thinking of Lancelot.


    On a table in the distance... five tired stewards sat together, two males and three females, eating a nice meal... but each time their young lady made such unbecoming and horrid sounds, the maids trembled as if they knew what those ladies were thinking.


    Sebastian is trying to be a mood-maker... "Well, it''s been nearly ten years since we met, right? Haha... it seems the youth of today sure are more open about their lifestyles... My lord.. has at least three women in his apartment each day since I met him...


    such a wild young man."


    The young Asian maid gave Sebastian narrowed eyes, "You know one of them is my clan''s princess... she is so strange and weird that we never thought she would make a male friend... now she asks me the best way to make his white milk come out! I am a virgin, for goddess sake!"


    "Do you know what it''s like, listening to them go at it all night, that cute young lady making sounds like a cat in the alley being gangbanged by all the male cats...!? It breaks my heart!"


    Guinevere''s maid was a beautiful woman with a beauty spot and curly brown hair who looked at Sumika''s maid like a comrade... holding her hand. "I understand... one night, Guinevere is reading about war tactics... and spear styles... The next, she''s asking me to buy her XXL condoms or whether she can get pregnant from swallowing a man''s seed!"


    "...." Sebastian felt his ears bleeding now, wishing he never knew these things. Lancelot was like a son to him now; hearing his own son''s sex life made his heartache...


    ''What if the bastard does make a move on my little angel!?'' He thought as anger and the desire to give the bastard the snip filled his heart!


    While Edwards Butler and Laura''s maid felt they had found their comrades, the butler Jeeves chatted with Sebastian and the maid, sharing the same things she found in her lady''s room.


    The maids also complained that one day they might have to leave their beloved lady''s side to find a marriage of their own, and only on the day their lady is wed can they return to service with them.


    It was a strange old tradition that maids with unmarried princesses and nobles must be virgins without contact with men.


    Likely to avoid the corruption of the noble ladies.


    As they noticed their lord and ladies leaving the room, Sebastian broke his strange mood and asked again, "Should we meet for a drink once they are all settled, maybe at the elite academy''s private bar where we can respond rapidly to any issues?"


    Like this, Sebastian unknowingly made a surveillance and protection team with a great bond with a simple dinner and drink.


    These five people would go on to be friends for life, with Sebastian being the leader and guiding the younger four as they experienced their own lives and futures, even setting them up with their future spouses...


    He was just that charming and capable of a man. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Although they would always come to fear drinking with him... When drunk, Sebastian would brag about his wives, Princess and Lancelot... almost obsessively.


    ****


    ? Morgana POV


    Inside the black citadel, Morgana was sitting on the huge throne as she gave orders to the troops one group at a time.


    Her eyes were sharp and filled with a delighted glow ever since the ether tower exploded the night before and bathed everyone in a large amount of ether, improving them greatly.


    Morgana took this to her advantage and began to expand Camelot to the northeast rapidly.


    "Your Highness, we managed to clear the enemy but have something strange to report!"


    "Go ahead, Aki, Eva." Lazily leaning to the side, she wondered why the entire unit of succubi looked so much more beautiful and alluring today... at first, she suspected them to have betrayed Lancelot and found men... but the answer reminded her of his choice last night.


    "When we killed the enemy troops and monsters... normally ether, and that strange essence would flow into us but never fuse with our bodies... until His Highness distributed it... but now it fuses with us the moment we killed them... it split between us all, and we grew stronger with each kill!"


    ''My dear, you are probably the only Lord who doesn''t see these girls as disposable... Even when becoming an overlord or tyrant, you let them grow... This is why I love you! Hehe ~ come home soon. We are waiting.''


    The reason Morgana was surprised was that most of the time, when a Tyrant or Overlord type Lord appears, they will not give the troops a noticeable portion of ether and essence to grow. Rather... sometimes, due to losing everything, they will take it all!


    It seemed that Lancelot had chosen half to go to the monsters and troops while the rest would be distributed to him.


    Because they had grown visibly since they left, Morgana knew the amount he was sharing was probably significant, whether his own gentle heart or this was the route he wanted to take an overlord with a superior army.


    ''Mmmm... they should call him a Dreadnaught type lord hehe~ I cannot wait to see him crush some fools!''


    "You may go, continue to work hard."


    "This is a boon given by your Lord and Master. He wanted you all to become stronger, so half of everything will now go to you the moment you earn it. Lancelot is pleased with your hard work and takes this as his love."


    Like Sebastian Morgana didn''t realise the weight of her words... especially to the first group of succubi that Lancelot summoned.


    It didn''t take long before the essence and ether became known as the Lord''s Love or Lancelot''s divine affection to the army ladies... bolstering their morale, affection and loyalty to unbreakable levels.

 Chapter 174 - 15: Mesmerised

    Maria was standing on the wall, her fluttering gown of white silk, blue satin and ice dancing around her short stack figure since the moment Tyr arrived. She had been waiting patiently for his return on the walls of ice and snow, her beautiful eyes like ocean-coloured gemstones gazing at the horizon in silence.


    ''He should be back... I feel a disturbance from the forest spirits...''


    There was an eerie feeling coming from the forest, and Maria, being the queen of both the fairies and snow elves, could sense their feelings and worries as the tiny blue lights danced around her body, crying and speaking of a huge rotting terror.


    "Zombie... dragon?" Her gentle voice, like a mermaid''s mating call, was enchanting and mesmerising to the one she chose to direct those feelings.


    "The emperor killed it! Haha, but I did smell another..." Tyr thought as she stood beside the fairy queen, their wings fluttering and tapping each other as if playing a game: one soft, thin and like a see-through glass while the other scaled and thick like tough hide.


    "Will he be okay?"


    "Tiamat is with him... I am sure, hmmm? Isn''t that Tiamat now? Why are her eyes so red, like a teenage girl who was dumped?"


    The dragon form of Tiamat faded as she landed on the ice walls, slipping on the snow as she slammed into the wall, her body seeming to lack strength as she slid down with a slight sob, looking back from where she came from. "Master... don''t order me to leave you..."


    Tyr was the first to notice the strangeness of Tiamat, but Maria was much more gentle seeing the red eyes and tears dripping down her cheeks. She gently used her frozen scarf to brush them away, smiling. "He is okay; our dear is not hurt or in pain. I can feel his vibrant energy in here."


    Maria tapped her chest as the blue lights began to speak louder and louder, their voices speaking of a king... the overlord who came to slay the dragon and the bad humans that smelled of death and rotting fruit.


    More and more of the little sprites and spirits danced through the village, adding a lovely ambience as Maria''s face filled with a smile; she felt the changes and words used and knew that something in Lancelot had changed, and the spirits were happy, overjoyed at his changes.


    The next moment, an explosion of aura shot through the sky, causing even this distant town to feel the great forces: one dark and evil, like a creature sneaking in the darkness, while the other was an intense sun burning through the darkness, absorbing the light... and taking control of all those underneath it.


    "He''s fighting against the evil ones..." Maria whispered as her eyes glowed in various colours and spirits fluttered into her body, showing her the scenes as Lancelot took Caladbolg, discarded his past self and accepted being an overlord.


    Tyr and Tiamat couldn''t see those scenes, but they felt the power and life of the zombie dragon fading while the dragon bloodline in Lancelot changed...


    It evolved into something stronger as their hearts trembled from the feeling that got even at this distance!


    "My master is okay... facing so many enemies and still doesn''t return...!" Tiamat was a very shy dragon, and now she released her true feelings and struggled to adapt to them as if she opened a huge barrel of wine with a cork and it was rolling down a hill with all those emotions flowing out and unable to catch it to plug it back up. S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ***


    The trio of women were joined by a large group of snow elves, frost hares and succubi, who were all waiting for his return.


    A feeling of anticipation began to fill their chests as the holy aura of Nuriel began to envelop the land... a loud crash once again shocked the land before a feeling and sigh of relief left the lips of most of the women.


    While the ice fairy queen was waiting in a different place.


    "You sure fought in a very gaudy way, Lancelot." Melodica''s charming voice sounded as he walked with a huge black sword along his back, and the silent but blushing Nuriel followed his steps, sometimes her eyes darting to gaze upon his figure.


    "Mmmm, the lovely Melodica, what is that figure?"


    Six feet tall with long flowing blue hair and wings the size of a metre in length with a three-metre wingspan, she stood like an ethereal sculpture of beauty and mystical grace.


    "I am Maria''s alter ego¡ªof course, we would share the same adult form, fufu. Are you excited about my body?"


    "Honestly, it''s a lovely body. If Maria saw you, she might cry, being so short herself, haha."


    Melodica didn''t answer but floated forward, a cloud of gold and blue icy dust following her body as it fluttered around with every flick of her lovely spirit wings; rotating around his body, she took a long sniff of the blade, his body and nodded several times.


    "I see..."


    "This is your choice and direction?"


    Lancelot looked at her, a little confused¡ªhe had never seen the fairy queen so serious and mature before, and with each step she approached, he felt a strange feeling in his chest: worry, anticipation and confusion.


    Her fingertip began to glow with an ocean blue, the same colour as her and Maria''s eyes; dancing across the atmosphere, she began tracing countless runes that vanished into the air. Nuriel watched, and even the angel marvelled.


    "The ancient fairy rites... a mystery that ignores even heaven rules!?" Nuriel gasped.


    "Lancelot Du Lac, since you have chosen the path of an overlord, there will be many challenges that become nothing while those that were nothing may become arduous for you. As the queen of all ice fairies and mother of the ice spirits, I grant you my blessing and recognition."


    "Spirits, fairies and my wonderous sister''s hail grant your affection and support to the new fairy king."


    "Eh... Why!?" Lancelot was confused; why didn''t she do this earlier?


    What significance did his choosing a different path have on her to act this way... as the immense affinity with ice and spirit magic began to interweave with his dragon, demon and angelic ether veins, creating a network of the most complex man in existence.


    "Before you were a sheep playing king... A mere coward who refused to choose a way forward with his own two feet. Relying on your demon wife and those who surround you to reach the point you stand now barely."


    "Do you not see how wrong you were now that your eyes are open?"


    Melodic smiled as she hugged his body before placing a soft kiss on his lips; the taste was like blueberries and ice cream, sweet and refreshing, unlike Maria''s candyfloss and strawberry taste...


    "Now you are a lion standing above others, on the path to a true king... and I approve of the overlord Lancelot Du Lac. So take responsibility and protect our sisters, brother. We have waited thousands of years for someone to unite our tribes. Now grow quickly because our enemies will be coming soon."


    She waved her hand, forming a beautiful snow crystal necklace and placing it on his neck, "this will allow the other fairy tribes to accept you easier, without a battle." Before floating back to her palace, leaving Lancelot to stare after her figure...


    "Such a strange person..." Lancelot felt the change in his body, and his understanding of ice and spirit magic increased exponentially.


    ''I never understood spirits and fairies... Maria hid her adult form as Melodica?''


    A whisper suddenly floated on the wind, carrying the lovely voice of Maria and Melodica mixed with laughter and delight.


    "Did you think we knew nothing of the great darkness approaching us? My dear King, Maria wanted to prove herself before asking you on a date; she is such a cute girl. So treat her well."


    "The devouring one, she isn''t something you can beat at your current state, so go forth and conquer!"


    With a loud click, it seemed somehow becoming related to the fairies changed the rules for him... "No, becoming the fairy king means I am no longer subject to many of the rules of Avalon... that''s why I can now return..."


    "Return?" Lancelot turned, thinking about returning home, but Maria''s voice echoed in the wind, "No, silly king, you can travel to any realm you have conquered or visited before. Return to your original homeland... conquer the west and east, and do not forget the allies you made along your path. It is time to conquer the Oni from the West truly."


    "Only then can you move forward."


    "Also, you must train hard... I sense the devouring one coming closer to this world. There is a year at most..."


    Lancelot felt that the mystery of the fairy queen and her beloved lord was too mystical, and he could do nothing but smile to himself¡ªlooking over his shoulder, Nuriel was giving a strange look to Caladbolg, who seemed able to speak directly into the angel mind to tease or annoy her.


    "Well, even if there is a dark future ahead, with this beautiful seraph and amazing sword, I will leave the dark until my light shines across Avalon.


    "But first! Let''s go see my cute fairy wife and two dragon brides!"


    ''Morgana, I hope you are well. Thank you for always being the one to support me in the darkest of times.''


    The moment the cleaned and improved Lancelot appeared in the vision, most of the women were trapped in a moment of shock, becoming mesmerised by his beauty and the ethereal charm the Fairy King title granted him.

 Chapter 175 - 16: A Small Moment Before The End

    Lancelot was sitting on a smooth sofa, the leather surface clinging to his skin as he slid his hand across the arm, enjoying how cool and comfy it felt.


    "Maria, come sit here." His voice reverberated in the air, the scent of lemon and vanilla filling the air from the lovely flowers in the centre of the room, arranged in a black clay pot on the dark red wooden table.


    "Mm..." Maria''s face matched the table as she skipped over, sitting beside him, almost too shy to look at his face directly, feeling that he had become different only a day apart...


    "What''s the matter?" The deep tone tickled her ear, like silk strands caressing her body to make her tremble.


    In the past, Lancelot''s bloodlines were like enemies fighting for supremacy, which caused each of their specialities to be dampened and less impactful. Yet now, because his human bloodline acted like a glue or bond for the three bloodlines, they flowed together in a unified manner.


    "N-Nothing..." She was like a mouse, caught by a tiger as she became quiet like in the classroom, her fingers rubbing together while glancing at his figure peeking from the corner of her vision.


    Maria was so nervous and disturbed because.


    His incubus bloodline now bordered, evolving into something beyond emperor class as the black dragon emperor''s blood improved it due to the two sharing a similar style and focus.


    Then his final bloodline forming golden dots and sparkles within the dark red blood was the complete opposite and before caused him terrible pain when exerting either of the dark bloodlines.


    So before Lancelot was a horrible mixture of bloodlines that hampered each other, thanks to the way human bloodlines were adaptable and able to accept almost any bloodline, even his divine blood no longer rejected the profane, instead supporting them bolstering the weak parts of his old self.


    As a result, his body was now close to a demigod among men, a charm rivalling a true god and a voice that could make a mermaid or siren squirt in ecstasy.


    "Phew... I am really tired, haha. It feels like each day has become a truly exhausting battle."


    "Do you need to rest?" Maria''s eyes were concerned as she seemed to overcome her nerves and turned to face him.


    "Rest sounds good..." He leaned over and pulled Maria''s shoulder before she fell into his lap, a small bounce as her warmth and minted scent filled his nose, the soft feeling of her cheeks better than the most divine silk or soft cotton. "Then... let''s rest together."


    "Ahh... Mm... so warm, hehe."


    ''Finally, she seems less apprehensive towards me... My charm is a problem; let''s use this time to work on controlling it; otherwise, I''ll be raped by crazy women in the normal world or monsters and demon girls that enjoy those things...''


    Closing his eyes, he felt the cooling breeze from the little snow fairy on his lap, wondering how she felt as he stroked her soft blue hair, twirling her glossy locks around his fingertips.


    "For now... don''t think of fighting... you can just enjoy the feeling of my body..." Maria whispered a voice like hiding from a murderer in a horror movie, chirping before she twisted her body and peered into his eyes, the back of her head lying on his lap.


    "Such a lovely fairy¡ªwhat if I fall for your temptations? Look at your soft cheeks, silky smooth with lovely curves leading to your squishy red lips..." Lancelot''s finger traced along her face, admiring the beauty of her well-formed cheeks and eyes, the large blue orbs sparkling with a neon blue light as her body pulsed with magic due to her feelings.


    "Hehe... then fall for me and pamper me more."


    Maria was like a breath of cold, refreshing air for Lancelot as he knew outside Tyr, Miriam, and Tiamat were preparing for the coming battle.


    His nerves and worries were all dispelled by this charming woman who kissed his fingertip gingerly as if worried he might melt.


    "Maria?"


    "Nn?"


    "When we return, I want to visit your family." A stern voice, out of nowhere, as if to tell Maria there was no choice and this wasn''t a discussion, as her eyes snapped open and she stirred on his lap, a little shocked.


    "W-Why!? my father..." A soft, vibrant chirp filled with her honest worry about being rejected or abandoned because of her racist and horrible father.


    "I want to inform them that their daughter will marry into the Du Lac House."


    Maria froze as if she suddenly lost all her fairy properties related to ice, trembling for a moment before remaining still.


    She never imagined that he would take the words of Melodica seriously.


    Maria believed this marriage was only during their time in Avalon and was just Lancelot putting up with Melodica''s games, becoming daring enough to fight her fears to even lay on his lap.


    "Ah.... that?"


    "Haha. You look so cute when you are speechless. Did you think I would let such a cute fairy go once I saw how beautiful and adorable you were?"


    Lancelot lifted her body, holding her hips with his left arm as the smooth curves and silky feeling of her skin were pleasant to the touch¡ªwrapping his large hand around her waist and grasping her soft flesh as she released a cute gasp while looking into his eyes.


    "Lancelot?"


    "Maria, I want you to be mine in both worlds."


    "It''s embarrassing..." Her face lowered, turning her eyes away despite them beaming with delight, and her soft blue skin now tinged red as his hands pressed their bodies together.


    "I can''t lie...."


    Lancelot, while teasing Maria, began exploring her petite, beautiful body, making her heart race and soft squeaks escape her plump lips that begged him to press his tongue against them.


    "Ahnnnnmm! Not there! Lancelot!?" Her wings fluttering faster, kicking and struggling, she eventually melted in his embrace, cuddling his shoulders and tilting her neck as their tongues embraced.


    For Maria, it wasn''t their first kiss, but this felt magical... a world of difference from the past kiss as she closed her eyes and immersed herself in this dream of passion and delight, the slight creak of the sofa and the warm taste of his sweet caramel-esk saliva, allowing her mind to imagine an endless night of wild love.


    After a moment apart, Maria gasped for breath as drool trickled down her lip, her bright cheeks reflecting the lights illuminating her innocence. "I accept..."


    ''Honestly... Maria makes me feel relaxed, and I want to protect her. But I guess that isn''t enough to choose a wife...'' sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot''s thoughts turned dark and sombre¡ªhe only needed a moment to remove her cute clothing, showing him her pink nubs and accepted the dark and obscene thoughts he kept holding back, ''I want to ravish her, make her cry out in pleasure and become stained in my colours... the pure girl begging for me to take her.''


    Lancelot swallowed as his incubus heritage overwhelmed, a sliver of the unique traits beginning to seep out, unable to hide his expression, a devilish smile as her shivering made his desires feel they would explode¡ªMaria looking up with longing yet curious, an untainted and unsullied virgin whose eyes contained the hint of unease due to him changing.


    Maria felt her inner thoughts rising, a primordial lust beginning to overpower her nature, falling into a deluded trance that she wanted to be devoured and embrace his warmth. "My body feels so hot... Lancelot...."


    As if addicted to the taste of his lips, she kissed him again. Maria was captivated like a moth flying towards a campfire.


    Lancelot''s exotic and exciting features overwhelmed her as their lips locked, her delicate tongue licking his sweet mouth.


    Their passionate kiss didn''t end, not even as his left hand twisted, embracing her petite waist, as she became intoxicated on the incubi''s saliva, making her body sensitive and calm; each time his fingers brushed her skin, a jolt of pleasure and euphoria spreading through her limbs.


    "Such a cute fairy, I seem to have caught in my web. Haha... you''re ever so wet, Maria."


    Lancelot licked his lower lips, his index finger brushing against her thin underwear, the black cloth sticky and warm as fluids already moistened her mound and inner thighs.


    A shocking transformation from her gentle nature as she began to pant from his touch, both of her soft hands holding his arm and pushing his against her like a lewd woman.


    "It''s... your fault; the kiss and touch make me feel warm and fluffy..." Maria''s bright, icy blue pupils turned watery with the look of a young rabbit that feared its hunter yet craved his affection and loving gaze.


    "How could it be me? I''m just sitting here, admiring and stroking your wings... and your soft, wet..."He leaned forward, whispering the last word in the most seductive voice.


    As the vibrations of his fingers rubbing against her soft bud and obscene words in her ears, she began to tremble in his arms, almost gasping for air, like a drowning butterfly in a dark swamp.


    The fairy reached her first climax from just a whisper and gentle stroke.

 Chapter 176 - 17: A Mistake Or Maybe The Prime Moment *

    He had slowly removed most of her clothes, but only her black, laced panties and the thin nightgown remained while he was completely nude, her eyes widening and breathing deeper as she enjoyed the sight of his towering member slapping against her thighs.


    "Lancelot..." Maria''s dreamy eyes flickered with icy blue light, and she breathed heavily, recovering from the strange feeling.


    Her delicate fingers grasped his arm tightly with hers, opening her mouth. She seemed to want to speak, but only her warm, minty, sweet breath blew against his chest before biting her lower lip.


    "What''s the matter?" He replied, his muscular arms wrapping around her thin body, pressing her soft, elastic breasts against his chest, squishing the huge mounds as she let out a quiet squeak, flickering her gaze up towards his face¡ªa deep red on her cheeks as his fingertips danced along the frilly edges of her damp underwear.


    "Y..you... Hmm..."


    The lovely fairy could not speak, the feeling of his thick fingertips tracing her pink cavern entrance directly, her mouth opening as her hot sighs began to fill the quiet room, a warm, sticky nectar smearing along his fingers. Lancelot pushed her back against the bed.


    "Nnn.... Wahh... so embarrassing... Hmmm!?"


    She seemed to panic for a moment, only to freeze as his lips began to caress her chest; with each kiss, a passionate gaze in his eyes while pressing his lips harder, gently sliding his tongue along her smooth and delicious skin that tasted like vanilla.


    "You are so cute, a little fairy for my enjoyment. Your body''s taste makes me want to eat you up, Maria."


    "Lancelot~ it tickles.... my body feels so strange... Nnnn... don''t bite... I''ll be good..."


    He kept stroking his tongue along her soft, fair skin and moving towards her neck, the kisses becoming more powerful, sucking on her neck and enjoying her hips and body lifting off the soft bed as he nibbled under her chin.


    "Maria, you tell me not to bite, but your insides squeeze tight and get wet when I do, haha... such a cute fairy."


    Maria''s insides were warm and slippery, the shallow entrance gently caressing his fingers just like her usual shy self, constricting and lovingly tightening around his fingers like a mouth sucking passionately on them. Her hips began to rock back and forth, pushing his fingers slightly deeper as they curled, teasing the roof of her welcoming fairy cavern.


    "Hmmm.... Something... feels strange when you go so fast.... rubbing my insides... Ahh..."


    Her body began to writhe as the wet sound of her warm, sticky juices began to churn and squelch around his fingers. The more she moved her hips, the faster and more complex his fingers began to dance inside her, toying and developing her cute g-stop that made her squeal like a scared rabbit.


    "I find you too enticing to let you go, Maria... from the moment I saw you on the training field and those explosive tits... if you didn''t greet me with that cute smile. Maybe I would never have begun to grow interested in you." Lancelot''s voice was slow and deep.


    His words whispered in between kissing her long elf ears, sucking on the long tips before biting them in sync with his fingers curving and teasing her g-spot while rapidly flicking his fingertips, making her hips rise into the air.


    "Nyuh... ahh..... too strong... another... big thing.... it''s coming....


    ahh... Lancelot.... don''t tease my ears and private parts... I''ll die... Haa."


    Breathless and sweet, she responded to his caress as she began to convulse, her eyes closed tightly as she felt her body become weightless once more. The moment she felt the peak of pleasure, like falling from a tall cliff into a sea of cotton, he kissed her... Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Mmph.... Nnnph.... Hmmm....!?"


    Their kiss was slow but filled with passion and affection as Lancelot''s lips sucked on her silky pink tongue that desperately stroked along his mouth as if to find more oxygen as her entire body lost control, a lewd sound making her face turn bright red as her most delicate place started to squirt a light, but lightly scented spray of her love juices.


    "Good girl, you like that, right? I can feel your insides sucking on my fingers, desperate for something bigger, better."


    His skilled hands slipped the sticky pantie from her body and tossed them aside while lifting her nightgown over her head, the dazed Maria allowing him to do without any effort, his member brushing along her smooth, cool skin, causing it to pulsate and enlarge with thick, bulging veins she was like poison to an incubus...


    ''Is it the right time to sleep with her? Our relationship is intimate but quite shallow... yet I cannot seem to remove myself from her cute allure...''


    Lancelot looked down as their kiss ended with the snow elf''s body flopping on the bed, his fingers slipping from her hot depths, with a slippery pop while her legs remained spread apart and trembled like jelly.


    Her huge tits entranced him...


    They were so big compared to her small body that even lying down they almost eclipsed her face... the desire in his body erupted as he grasped them... Warmth, silky skin... supple that stretches along with his movements. Her body lifted off the bed with a sigh as his hands sank into the squishy mounds and squeezed the pink cherries that poked out from their shy hiding place.


    "I can smell your arousal, Maria... such a lewd girl who pretended to be chaste and innocent."


    "No... Nnnn... you are the one.... playing with my chest... making my mind turn blank... Haa...."


    In protest, her beautiful blue eyes like icicles gazed into his, but how could she match him... Her face was filled with betrayal, bright red cheeks, hot breath and sensual sighs leaking from her lips...


    Even her body spread her legs and lifted her hips as she shifted her lovely gaze to the huge object that was pressed against her pelvis, the burning hot rod that made her feel a sense of despair and excitement.


    "I am going to make you mine, and you can never escape." His voice was deep as he lowered his hand to the base of his penis, adjusting the tip to brush along her puffy mound. The slick, wet sounds made her gasp and turn away as her entrance was soaked with slimy nectar, ready for his penetration.


    "Oh... such a lovely fairy... I can''t help but love you."


    "L-Love... me.... me twooo!? Aga.... Ngh..... it hurts!"


    ''Forgive me, but the moment you said those words, it was like your insides sucked me into your body....''


    He was suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling of her insides, the slippery flesh of her walls gently dancing around his tip, squeezing and sucking ever so as if by instinct, causing his mind to be filled with immense pleasure.


    "So tight... and warm.... Maria!"


    There was a slight resistance as she opened her eyes with his cock nearly a third into her silky, wet passage, the sign of her purity and the barrier that meant no return...


    "I am going to make you a woman now, Maria."


    "Nnnn... be gentle... it''s big.."


    Leaning down, Lancelot kissed her lips a soft and loving kiss without lust or dirty emotions, their eyes interlocked as he intertwined his fingers with hers, kissing her once more, a light smack, again... more....


    her lips opened first as she pushed her soft tongue into his mouth and that moment, when her insides loosened and began to undulate around his shaft, he pushed forward with all his strength.


    Maria''s eyes widened as her hymen was torn apart by a brutal demon''s cock.

 Chapter 177 - 18: I Will Make It The Best First Time **

    "Maria!"


    "Agh... Lancelot.... Mmmnph!"


    To distract the cute girl from her slight moment of pain, his lips and tongue began to suck and entangle hers.


    His eyes narrowed as hers became like crescents, and feeling his hands tightly grasp hers, she felt a feeling of warmth in her chest, lips and crotch, the pain shifting and becoming numb as something reached her very depths...


    "I can feel... Haa.... you... it''s so deep.... in my stomach..."


    "Me too, Maria... your insides are so lovely... like you, soft and gentle while your depths envelope me in their warm, loving embrace... cuddling me like a little cat."


    Their eyes interlocked as once again they passionately kissed, her body and movements no longer shy as she nibbled his tongue, sucking on the tip while drinking his thick and sweet saliva; her eyes shone with powerful light while the pleasure and pressure inside her depths began to loosen... She wanted to move.


    "Nnnph.... Mmmmn.... I love you... from the moment I saw you....!" Maria confessed to him as her tongue licked his cheek and lips, nuzzling his face with her nose as she began to lose control of the feelings she kept hidden, bottled up due to her inferior feelings.


    "I love you too... I made this happen because I wanted you so bad... my greed when I have other women, but Maria, there was no way I would give you up... you are my snow fairy!"


    Slowly, with a low slick squelch, his hips began to move, her mouth opening and releasing a groan before his curved tip rubbed against her vaginal walls, pulling the soft flesh and meat as pleasure and the feeling of being full dominated her mind pleasure beyond his fingers now driving her lust crazy.


    "Haa.... it''s big.... pushing my insides and pulling them out... Nnnn... I will die...Hmmm!?"


    Maria''s eyes widened in shock as Lancelot''s fingers began to pull and twist her large nipples, causing the cute fairy to tremble, her hips shaking and trying to meet the same tempo as he thrust into her, but she was clumsy.


    Her insides and hips were completely dominated by his long, skilled movements, enjoying the sensation of her womb as he began to grind against her depths when fully penetrating her... listening to her deep gasps, the heavy breathing and the taste of her sweet breath, making his pleasure soar.


    "Nnn...Nnnnnn...Haaa...haa...goddess...!"


    The sound of hips pressing together, the slapping of flesh and wet squelches of Maria''s soaked tunnel bubbling with her nectar and Lancelot''s precum filled the elegant room, as a blue luminescence fluttered from Maria''s body like fairy lights creating a charming and romantic atmosphere as his cock gouged her insides.


    "You seem to like it here.... when my cock grinds against the roof of your vagina... here.... squeal for me."


    "Hya....no....haa....no.... I''m not.... a bad girl..... Mmm!"


    Maria''s eyes were full of lust as she drooled from her extended tongue that was licking Lancelot''s chest as she began to dominate her with his powerful thrusts completely. Each time he pounded her, it made her huge tits slap her chin and chest, while she knew he found it erotic... his cock began to throb when her tits danced around...


    "Pervert.... my tits.... Noo.....hya.... don''t touch there...!"


    "But your insides squeezed so tight when I did... you''re too sexy..."


    With a loud smack, his hand slapped her huge ass, the fleshy meat wobbling as his fingertips were teasing her ass when she complained... The moment his hand slapped her, she began to convulse, her insides wrapped around his cock so tight he almost shot his load inside her womb.


    "Oh... you seem to like your ass being teased, a lewd fairy."


    "Nnn... don''t... kyaa!?"


    Lancelot''s cock slipped from her pussy with a loud slap, her insides gaping as he rolled her onto her front, pressing down her chest as he pushed his cock between her huge ass. He smeared her thick cheeks with her love juices, allowing his cock to slide along them before he pushed inside her... the Lying Doggystyle position, easily sliding inside as she began to scream into the pillow.


    "Ahhhh.... no... it''s deep!!! Deeper than before.... ugh.... so thick...


    Lancelot~ please.... don''t..."


    "Wow... your insides are so strange... the curves and bends are amazing... fuck!"


    His muscular arms wrapped under her body, trapped between her soft, heavy tits and the silk bedding. As he pushed his hips forward, the spots he reached from behind were completely different... her pussy was strange... in this position


    "Haa... it''s good.... more..." She whispered before covering her lips and face, shaking her head as he began to thrust continuously with a fierce pace...


    The lewd sound of his hips slapping against her ass while he began to bite and kiss her neck, the elf was so vulnerable that could only shake her ass and immerse herself in the pleasure as his curved cock abused places that she never knew existed inside herself.


    "Maria... you are the perfect wife!" Lancelot grunted as he slid his hands onto her ass, the huge meaty rump letting his fingers slip into her flesh as he began to slap her each time his cock pushed into the depths of her womb, teasing her walls. The poor fairy could only moan and drool onto the bedsheets as her pussy churned and leaked copious amounts of her viscous honey down her thighs...


    "Nnnn.... Mmmmh..... Haa...."


    "I''m going to finish... inside your lewd fairy womb!"


    Lancelot grunted as he felt her insides tighten and start to cramp. The feeling when she squirted earlier grew the more his pace increased, holding onto her tightly as his body pushed her down onto the bed, whispering his affectionate love for her as she squealed and grunted, her ass now pushing back against him faster, more adapted than her previous clumsy movements...


    "Haa....hmmm.... inside.... fill me... Nnnn!"


    Her words ignited his lust, as he began to piston her relentlessly, her ass shaking and slapping together with wet smacks as her body was completely dominated and abused by his feral lust, the sound of her pussy squelching and bubbling as his cock pushed the thick, white cream from her depths, as he began to enlarge and throb inside her warm baby room.


    "I can feel it... you''re going to cum? Haa... it''s getting bigger... I can''t breathe...!"


    The cute fairy moaned as her back lifted, her face looking up as she started to squeal and convulse, and the feeling in her pussy felt amazing. Her lips and face painted with bliss the moment she felt the hot jets of sperm that began to unload from his cock. She began to squirt and reach climax. The feeling of his balls slapping her ass as he continued to pound her like an energised rabbit.... S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    his hips slapping against her ass... until the hot, sticky sperm began to fill her tunnel and started spurting from her entrance...


    "There''s... too much.... my womb is full... Ahhh.... stop... Mmmmm!"


    "Haa..... such a great woman...."


    His cock slipped slightly from her pussy, as huge amounts of pink and white sperm flooded back from her depths, as his balls twitched, one last spurt spraying over her huge ass and between the alluring cheeks now filled with sweat.. as the cute fairy only gasped, her body lying flat out of power.


    "Such a cute girl... Maria, are you alright?"


    "Nnn..."


    He realised she couldn''t respond well and slid to her side, his cock leaving a long trail of sperm along her thick thighs and stomach as he turned her on her side, facing each other with their satisfied and dreamy eyes... She closed her eyes and kissed his lips, hugging his muscular body against her soft, sweaty body...


    not caring about his hard cock smearing her with the remnants of their love juices.


    She just wanted to kiss this man and cuddle him... the feeling stronger than anything else as he complied, hugging the needy fairy tightly as he enjoyed the minty fragrance of her kiss.


    ***


    Outside the door, Melodia was stunned... her eyes wide open as she watched the entire act, never expecting that Maria would act so suddenly... and that she was such a lewd girl.


    "I never expected her to take a creampie on her first time... her stomach is so big... how much sperm did he pour into her? Is he a whale!?"

 Chapter 178 - 19: Frost Wraiths Bolero

    Lancelot kissed the soft forehead, her face filled with a pleasant bliss, but her body, like a dead sloth, flopped on the bedsheets. He wrapped her in two quilts to keep her body warm as he stepped into the back garden of her small palace.


    ''I can feel a sense of inspiration... as if her ethereal frost guides my path.''


    "Kara, come to me." He whispered softly and affectionately, and his respect and love for his weapons always surpassed that of a normal person.


    Gently gripping her black leather grip, the elegant hilt with cursed symbols appeared as Caladbolg began to awaken. Yet Lancelot felt wrong... that this wasn''t the form she should take for his inspiration.


    ¡ªYou wake me up after having such amazing sex with that midget elf... her ass is so huge, and you filled her so much... Ah, it''s so lewd how you left her like that.


    ''Quiet. I want to know something. Can you take other forms?''


    There was a moment of silence, but when his hands gently caressed and maintained the sword in his arms, her quivering and excitable voice sounded in his ears as she let out the cutest moans for a tsundere sword.


    ¡ªNo.... you''re teasing my ass.... don''t please.... it feels so strange! I''ll tell you... any form your heart can envision and desire, as long as it is a sword, there should be a way...


    Nnnm.... that oil... it feels so good!


    With a flat face, Lancelot continued cleaning and maintaining her blade. "Why are you making basic weapon maintenance erotic... you damn erotic sword!" He was a little angry because her moaning made him feel strange... a slight tent in his pants that made Lancelot annoyed that a sword''s voice made him horny!


    Shaking his head, he tried to remove such thoughts, only imagining the ideal shape for the current style and way of fighting he could.


    A blue swirl of magic danced from beneath his feet, forming a beautiful vortex of ice and fluttering snow rising around his body as the sword transformed into a pair of dual short blades only 90cm (35.4" long and 5cm (2") wide.


    Each blade was still black, but along the hilt, guard, and blade was a lovely dark blue ice flower sculpted into the blade as the swirling magic began to channel from his body and flooded into the two swords, creating a concentrated frost storm around the two blades.


    ¡ªWow... you made me look so pretty, and the feeling of your ether flowing into my body is making me so wet... ahem... sharp. I feel sharper.


    The words were a bit embarrassing, but Lancelot paid no attention as he gazed at the two swords that gave off such an elegant and icy beauty; most importantly, they suited Kara well, not just her, but it felt like Maria was supporting him...


    His body began to dance, stepping forward and slicing the air, fighting invisible foes; unlike his usual brutal dance, it was soothing, calm and filled with ethereal beauty.


    His movements were light, agile, and smooth, and each slice caused a gust of freezing wind to erupt while the ice flowers glowed blue as Lancelot felt connected with Maria, and a sudden thought came to mind... And as if to answer, the snow formed lovely silver wings behind his back, fluttering as his speed, grace, and the fluidity of this new sword dance exploded.


    ''A beautiful dance, gentle, romantic and lovely.'' He mused, but Lancelot felt it wasn''t enough... that this dance lacked something more lethal, and the excited Kara answered those thoughts... Who began to fling sharp ice blades each time his dance flicked out, the style close to a Bolero rather than a waltz or tango.


    ¡ªUse me too! Ice Flower Blizzard Dance!


    ''Haha.. what a cute name...'' Lancelot chuckled softly, yet he felt a connection with Kara... as their bodies began to spiral, the dance reaching its climax, faster, twirling, the blades dancing and flickering, tearing apart the garden walls and tree''s a deadly flurry of beautiful ice blades erupted as Lancelot felt satisfied with this dance.


    ¡ªYour ether is so hot... fill me with your thick, boiling ether again later!


    ''Shut up!'' Lancelot blushed as he sheathed both blades, placing them carefully on a nearby table, but even now, the snowstorm and ice continued to rage a beautiful miniature storm dancing around the garden, but now it was destroyed as a real hurricane travelled through.


    "Whoops..."


    ? Learned new Sword Dance


    ¨N Frost Wraith''s Bolero


    A soft and beautiful dance of gentle snow and frigid ice, a mixture of the waltz and tango joined together to form a romantic and enticing blade dance that creates blades of frost that slice apart the target and form a hurricane of frozen shards of ice.


    He took off his shirt and placed it on the table, as he was sweaty. His ether being hot wasn''t a lie, and it seemed strange to instantly digest all ether gained... even that from sex with his cute wives... it seemed that Maria was also receiving a massive benefit from all those creampies too... she was levelling every few minutes while sleeping, her body and ether growing in density and power.


    Yet Lancelot didn''t care as he returned inside, gazing at Maria sleeping peacefully before slipping under the covers and embracing her tightly.


    ¡ªMaster... I''m hungry.


    ''Alright... feed all you like while I sleep.'' Lancelot knew she would devour his ether, and when he slept, he would recover even faster, so the excess mana would be best used to feed Caladbolg, making her more addicted... ahem. Stronger for combat.


    ***


    Tired from his training, Lancelot returned to sleep, and the pair remained in bed until just after the noon bell tolled in the middle of the town. While everyone was busy, the two lovebirds were just cuddling each other.


    Maria awoke first, stretching her arms and yawning; her body was sticky, sweaty and covered in dried fluids... Especially between her thighs. But Lancelot held her so tightly, she couldn''t escape, and it was a comfortable warmth that she loved... To just lie in his embrace... the main thing she felt was that her body felt lighter...


    and the slight fat from her belly was a little tighter and small abs formed!


    "Honey~ wake up, hehe." Her voice was almost silent, like a butterfly''s wings flapping.


    She began to poke his cheeks with a brilliant smile, kissing his body and licking the salty taste from his chest... Maria was getting frisky again... as her hand reached down towards his crotch, stroking the shaft, which quickly hardened in her grip, but Lancelot''s eyes slowly opened, seeing her seductive gaze.


    Once again, the duo entered a passionate state, while the poor fairies who came to wake them... only heard the loud squeals and panting of their newest queen... Lancelot treated Maria like a princess, giving her royal treatment, but she was even louder than yesterday night!


    When they finished, Melodica barged in and separated them using magic, leaving Lancelot alone in the room feeling amazing, his eyes watching the ceiling with pride.


    ¡ªMy lord husband... my insides are filled with your hot seed once again...


    Caladbolg teased, imitating his new wife''s cute words as he finished inside her. Her words caused Lancelot to frown slightly, but hearing Maria cry out from the voice of Kara was kind of erotic, so he shrugged and entered the bathroom.


    After bathing together, Lancelot saw Maria''s dazzling smile; her cheeks flushed pink, and her eyes sparkled brightly. "Honey... I levelled up seven times from last night and earlier...! It feels so nice to level with sex!" She giggled playfully, splashing water at Lancelot, which he laughed at as his levels also improved a little from Maria''s virginity and her thick love juices.


    ¡ªLord husband, I levelled eight times... Mmmm...


    Before she could speak, he sent Caladbolg to the item storage, her voice forever silenced.


    ¡ªMmmppphhh!!


    Her muffled cries echoed in his mind, but Lancelot ignored them... he liked Caladbolg, but her tsundere voice was sometimes irritating... especially during sex... it distracted him and made him shoot too soon!


    The pair didn''t do anything in the bath as guards and fairies watched them stop their passion; once outside, Lancelot chose to wear a light blue robe with black frills and outlines, which seemed to be a male fairy robe.


    Maria wore a gorgeous white dress that hugged her petite figure, hugging Lancelot tightly before kissing his lips, whispering sweetly. "Honey~ I have lessons today, and we must prepare for the enemy coming, so don''t miss me too much! Okay?"


    "Of course, princess, I''ll await your return with open arms." Lancelot cupped her cheeks, kissing Maria lovingly as her pale skin turned red, giggling cutely and waving as she left with several fairies flying around her.


    Left alone, Lancelot sighed softly as Maria''s sweet scent lingered in his mind. He missed her already, but work was important, and he couldn''t slack off.


    "Melodica, gather the commanders, captains and most elite troops; I am going to get some training done before the big battle..." S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 179 - 20: An Unwanted Judgement!

    As if to signal a change in the tides, thunder began to rumble as the skies began to fill with dark clouds... Lancelot stood on the wall watching the forest, a beautiful, ethereal blue picture that soothed his heart.


    ''I feel a sense of foreboding...''


    Pitter-patter... Droplets of rain began to drip from the skies, tapping and rattling against his leather and chainmail armour before transforming into a downpour like a god was tossing dirty water upon them.


    A bad omen as the water became half-frozen before hitting the ground, creating a lovely ting-tang sound. The rain continued to pound at him as if trying to push him off the wall with the ferocity of a storm, but he wouldn''t let it¡ªlike holding onto a precious gem, he was clinging for dear life, refusing to move from his spot.


    "Something is disturbing... something not meant to be in this world approaching." Nuriel''s gentle voice, her divine body devoid of the rain and dirt as her wings fluttered, stopping her troops from being soaked, with golden eyes staring into the darkness on the horizon as if she saw something in the depths of the abyss.


    "Master..." Marimo''s lovely black fur was now soaked and cascading over her chest, like the rest of the frost hares who lacked defence against the rain, their feet tapping the muddy and wet ground as if displeased.


    Lancelot''s body felt like invisible hands were grabbing, pulling and yanking at his body... the rumble and crackling thunder finally striking with a divine bolt of lightning just inches from his face, as if a warning that it was HE who did not belong in this world.


    "Darling?!" Tyr shouted the black dragon standing on the western wall, but her golden eyes fixated on Lancelot, who stumbled back


    "You dare stand in the path of a god!"


    A booming voice thundered and echoed from the storm, shaking the very foundation of the castle walls and sending a chill through Lancelot''s body. The world became dark... life faded and all the people around him began to rot, transforming into disgusting corpses and putrid mutants.... his eyes widened as even his golden divine eyes failed to see anything but this scene...


    "I judge thee to be a disgrace of the human race, allowing himself to fall into a mere monster!"


    ''The voice was a woman''s? I do not understand why the world has become like this?!'' Lancelot''s mind raced an irritation setting in.


    "I sentence thee to be punished!"


    The voice roared once more as a blinding light flashed, and the entire world around him seemed swallowed into the void, Lancelot''s body becoming weightless, falling into a deep and endless pit. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A feeling of frustration, anger and defiance raged inside his heart...


    "These gods, how dare they? I fought and fought and fought as a HUMAN, my body broken, the ones I loved and cherished torn to pieces before my very eyes! A disgrace? Hah!"


    "I SPIT ON YOUR DISCRIMINATION!"


    Greeted by silence his inner voice roared from his lips, as if his thoughts became words and words became thoughts.


    "Where were you all when the white city fell into oblivion!? The empress and emperor sacrificing themselves only to be stabbed in their backs and forced to watch their empire torn apart by the humans you so adorn with great praise!"


    "Answer me, Wretch!"


    "You. Dare to profane against thy creators?" a deep booming voice replied to his challenge.


    "Creators? Creators? What a joke... the one who created us and brought us into this world was our fathers and mothers, and you, a so-called GOD, did nothing but watch us with a bemused enjoyment, entertained by our suffering and plight!"


    "And now you judge me for what? Loving a dragon? A demon? Accepting the fae into my arms? HAH! I have done nothing wrong!"


    "My actions are mine and mine alone! If you seek to punish me, then so be it! I will spit on your judgement! But pray I don''t survive!"


    "Very well." the booming voice replied.


    "Then, I sentence thee to eternal damnation, Lancelot du Lac. You are to be removed from the human gene pool, treated as a monster from Avalon!"


    "I sentence you, ''GOD'' to death! Await me, never forget my face, don''t loosen your guard, for if I live, breathe. I am coming, and I will slay you. All of you who abandoned us in our moment of need."


    The moment Lancelot''s words were shouted into the darkness, his body still falling, his lips curved into a monstrous smile, twisted and feral like a beast that lost its chains, ready to bite back at his abusive master.


    He felt something striking his cheek, a familiar warmth... often the whispers of nostalgic voices calling his name.


    "Lancelot!"


    "Darling!"


    "Master!!" A loud slap sounded as Marimo''s soft hand slapped the face of Lancelot after he began to stand in a daze looking at the brilliant lightning for several seconds... dull eyes and his heart no longer beating.


    "M-Marimo? You... are okay?"


    As if a dream... he looked at her and the rest of the people, and they were not rotting¡ªnot a single corpse was in sight, no putrid smell of a battlefield.


    "O-Of course! Master, are you okay?"


    "Y-Yes...." he stumbled a little as if the wind was knocked out of him, taking a moment to regain his composure, his lips trembling slightly.


    ''What happened to me?''


    ''I have memories of speaking to a so-called god, but did such a conversation happen?''


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the Empire of Britannia...


    A beautiful girl was praying to an altar, the image of worship of a beautiful woman with twelve wings... the goddess of battle Xil''nea. Her arms bulged with modest but tight muscles while her pretty ginger hair was tied in a bun with two long bangs covering her cheeks and forehead.


    It was the cute barmaid Miri from the same world as Lancelot... someone he had forgotten as a price for being reborn, while her price was never to forget him for a single moment.


    Behind her, a woman with a cold face suddenly looked to the skies, her back with eight wings and golden eyes, spreading her arms as a divine, golden light bathed Lucifer''s body.


    "Lucifer... you promised he wouldn''t be in danger in this life. That we wouldn''t become enemies." Miri spoke with a low growl, eyes narrow ocean-blue eyes now like a story typhoon, her face dark and angry.


    The divine being with her unfurled wings peered at her Lord with the most empty and emotionless gaze, a being created to serve her creator. That is what the archangels were. "I have received my orders."


    The ground and church began to tremble, the intense ether emanating from Miri swirling like a true storm... enough to blow the entire building sky high, a power that seemed more fitting for a wizard of double her age. "I order you to speak the contents of your mission."


    Lucifer lowered her head... her creator was furious, something she would never want to bring upon herself. "My mission is to remove Lancelot du Lac from existence, Lady Miri. I am to slay his human form and condemn him to a life as a monster, never to return to his human form until the end of time."


    Miri didn''t answer instantly... her chest began to beat faster and faster... like a ball gaining momentum falling down endless stairs.


    "Come to me, Durandal."


    "My Lady!? You cannot defeat me even if you exert that holy sword!" Lucifer looked conflicted... still not grasping her spear or taking any action to attack or chastise her master.


    Miri began to cackle like a maniac before looking up, her orange hair covering her dark blue eyes filled with madness and spite. "I do not seek to kill you, but to stain this holy sword in your divine blood, to taint it in every way possible and gift it to him so that he might slay every last divine being he may meet!"


    "So he might carve a path to the heavens to fight you wretched beings! You can tell Xil''nea I refuse her mission!" Miri declared, her soul beginning to transform, her body changing as Lucifer watched... maybe the person didn''t realise, but there was a smile on her lips as she allowed the sword of Miri to pierce her abdomen.


    A whisper came from the archangel''s lips, "Fufu... to think I would betray my creator in this life too... Oh, Miri... why is your crazed love for that man so intoxicating... let me see how far we can take this act of betrayal that marks us both... as the same sinners as he is."


    The words reaching the crazed Miri caused her to feel shock, as each of the wings of Lucifer began to stain jet black... beautiful like a raven wings as she touched the blade of Durandal... the once blessed saint sword of pure white... began to turn black.... the corrupted blood of a fallen archangel corrupting the sword.


    "I don''t get it, Miri... A sword of 10,000 years history and you defile and corrupt it just for that one boy... Is this part of being human, as you said? Fufu, yet why do I feel so alive in this moment?"

 Chapter 180 - 21: Horn Of The Dead!

    Lancelot didn''t have the chance to linger on his thought as a putrid fog spread through the forest. The stench was like rotten eggs and garbage left undisposed for months on the side of the road.


    "Ugh... what the hell..."


    All the fairies on the walls and frost hares began to look pale as the formerly beautiful trees withered and curled into decaying lumps of twisted mush.


    ''The enemy is already here? What is causing this?''


    With a loud crash, the entire wall began to shudder as lightning began to strike from the sky as if filled with fury towards them.


    "Marimo, have your girls recover and help cover the noses of the hares that seem pale."


    "Tyr, Tiamat, can you do anything about that black mist?"


    "Melodica, can we not do something?" Maria asked concernedly as she looked to the western wall where Lancelot stood. She had moved to the eastern wall as most of the snow elves were here and would empower them just standing close, but she wanted to be closer to him.


    When all seemed to be getting worse, and the enemy was somewhere in the dark fog...


    A horn began to sound in the distance...


    An eerie tune... one that sent shivers down Lancelot''s spine. It sounded almost like a flute or harmonica playing a sweet tune that could enter a person, but when listened to closely, it was filled with a dissonant tone... The tone caused the dark mist to become violent, spreading further and devouring the forest faster.


    The beautiful frozen forest trembled for the first time since its creation as if the leaves whispered in terror, the darkness seeping from the distant east.


    "They''re coming," Lancelot muttered under his breath, gripping his sword as his eyes began to glow, his divine vision piercing through the darkness, seeing many creatures rushing through the forest with the speed of a horse.


    The monsters...


    We were not human... This horn was a foul weapon... it seemed to summon the dead from their graves and any creatures that were not burned or properly disposed of¡ªa dreadful weapon of death and destruction.


    Many skeletons with rusty weapons covered in dried blood began to rush from the forest... others were former beasts now reanimated and controlled, their bodies rotting and foul to the point Lancelot knew from a glance that a single scratch would cause the victim to die a painful death from the violent curse.


    "Ready for combat! Maria! Nuriel! They are coming!" Lancelot shouted as his hands pushed out, a huge flame forming on the tip of his blade, swirling and growing as he focused more and more ether into the magical blast.


    "Maria, fire magic!" Lancelot commanded as he thrust his palm forward, the flames exploding and crashing into the incoming horde of monsters.


    Maria nodded without hesitation as she raised her staff and began to recite an incantation, her large breasts bouncing up and down, drawing the attention of Lancelot momentarily.


    BOOM!!!


    The flame crashed into the undead horde, incinerating everything in its path... however, the army continued to advance, stepping over the burning remains of their comrades as they rushed straight for the walls.


    ''Is it useless?'' After that, all the fairies, although weaker in fire magic, began to let it rain down, the snow elves and frost hares shooting their bows with rapid and damaging barbed arrows.


    Lancelot and his army fought in complete silence, the tense situation worsening as the once beautiful forest of snow spirits and ice fairies turned into a decaying swamp of putrid death as they neared the walls... it was not a simple attack...


    "They want to exterminate us..."


    He counted more than ten thousand undead.... fairy, human, giant, orc, elf, all manner of disgusting and deformed corpses slowly swaying with eerie eyes, watching the blue fortress walls and the citadel of Frost finally under attack.


    ''Ah... this isn''t even their true force...!'' A sense of frustration filled Lancelot''s heart as he believed this was the work of the god that had just cursed him to live in misery. ''Just who is attacking us?!''


    "Master... those undead are moving in an organised formation." Marimo''s voice entered Lancelot''s ears as he narrowed his eyes, noticing she was right... He smashed the wall, taking a deep breath and looking at Marimo and Nuriel.... he felt a wave of warmth helping him calm down.


    "Nuriel, take over command. Marimo, please support her like you would me." Lancelot took a deep breath before leaping from the wall, his figure appearing before the incoming hoard as he drew his sword and held it before him.


    "Everyone retreat! Maria, use all the snow elves to cast ice magic to delay them!" Marimo''s lovely voice sounded as he landed in the disgusting fog with a loud thud and squelch, the rotting mud now melting the ice.


    ''Caladbolg....''


    ¡ªMy lovely but troubled master. How can I help you?


    ''I will give you everything I have, all the ether, all the magic... so go wild.''


    ¡ªThen Kiss me


    On the guard of Caladbolg was a beautiful red gemstone that looked like a heart... or lips.


    The moment she spoke, it began to glow... Lancelot lifted his head as his black armour and scales covered his body, the two thick horns growing longer as he stepped forward with his massive wings flapping.


    The extreme force of his wings blew the disgusting fog and cleansed it instantly.


    ''Kiss... you perverted sword.'' Lancelot placed his lips upon the gemstone as the ether within his body poured into Caladbolg... the veins in his arm began to burn like they were on fire, but he endured as he felt the power of Caladbolg increasing greatly, becoming more powerful than he ever wielded her.


    ¡ªThank you, master~


    Her playful voice sounded as Lancelot lifted his sword, his eyes glowing a bright gold as the ether from the air and his surroundings began to gather... devoured into his body, his scales like vents sucking the ether into his body, a strange situation as he stepped forward, the decay and foul plague vaporising from the aura of him and Caladbolg.


    ¡ªYou just kissed my most private parts~ not my lips, hehe¡ªlewd master.


    ''Shut up and focus! This feels weird!!'' Lancelot roared in his mind as Caladbolg giggled playfully... his body finally transformed as the undead were being held still by the ice magic of the fairies, though it would not last long before their onslaught...


    "Haa... How do I unleash your power?" Lancelot muttered under his breath... Caladbolg remained silent before whispering in his ear.


    ¡ªCall out my name and swing me with all your strength; declare your love and need for me, and I will answer! My darling master~


    "Caladbolg... No..." Lancelot shook his head; if she wanted to be loved, worshipped, and save the seven hundred women behind him, then it was fine.


    Holding her blade upwards, the tip pointed to the moon, obscured by the dark, shrouding fog battling their combined aura. His eyes glowed brightly as he announced loudly, his voice reaching the citadel.


    "Caladbolg! Your lonely master Lancelot loves you! So come, aid me in saving everyone here! I need you more than the blood in my veins! The Ether in my heart!" His voice was so loud it made the women on the wall confused... some blushed, and others pouted...


    but Nuriel looked melancholy... gritting her teeth as she recognised the name.


    ¡ªMy beloved Lancelot! I LOVE YOU TOO!!!!


    Caladbolg cried out as the ether gathered and condensed into the gemstone, shining brightly like a star before exploding in a massive shockwave... forming a huge blood-red aura that wrapped around the huge greatsword; like a burning flame, it followed the movement of his blade... the tighter he held the sword, the more it extended.


    ''We are against more than ten thousand.''


    ¡ªYou are my first true master; why are you scared? A demon King fears nothing but defeat!


    ''A king, huh? I am no king... just a lone knight.''


    ¡ªHmph... then call yourself a Demon Emperor! I accept no less! If you don''t want to be a king, surpass it in one step!


    ''You are so picky, Caladbolg.''


    However, her words and calm attitude helped him recover... the mist and these monsters were just numbers... nothing but food to make him stronger.


    They were not powerful, nothing like a true giant or fairy. These undead were simply controlled puppets...


    ''Let''s show them the difference between us!''


    "COME!" Lancelot swung his sword with all his strength... his ether pouring into the gemstone, which exploded again, the aura expanding rapidly like a tidal wave, a raging inferno swallowing the hundreds of undead in an instant...


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    His body shot into the thick of their troops, their claws, blades and arms trying to kill him, but with his reflexes and beautiful footwork, Lancelot continued swinging as Caladbolg released another shockwave each time he called her name, the explosion of ether devouring the undead... S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Ether began to flood the world... Lancelot devouring it like a beast, there was no humble knight here... but the monster king and his sword Caladbolg.


    ¡ªMy master~ forgive me... I am spent... you make me climax so many times~


    Kara''s voice was sleepy as if struggling to stay away, while Lancelot''s left hand crushed the skull of a zombie gnome, smashing it against the body of a rock golem, blood and flesh staining his demonic form.


    ''Rest well! Take the ether you need from me to recover. I will fight on.''


    The huge burst of magic she gave him only killed a third of the zombies, but the huge amount of ether began to temper his body, forcing Lancelot to grow stronger with each kill while his body, like a relentless beast, continued to swing his sword of elegant violence.


    ¡ªYou truly are the only man who could outlast Caladbolg... you handsome monster... you''ll make me fall for you... fufu!


    Woosh!


    He grabbed her long grip and sliced across the sky, killing seven zombies, the ice lances from the walls shooting around his body, Marimo holding a special bow while staring at his face... With a smile, he leapt into the air and continued his gruelling battle...


    "Then fall!"


    Lancelot shouted as he sliced a huge giant zombie in half before crashing into the ground, a blade penetrating his abdomen as the wounds started to accumulate.

 Chapter 181 - 22: The Hymn Of Winter

    The giant body crumbled in all directions, making Lancelot fall backwards, using Caladbolg to keep his body stead; now that her power was used, he could only focus on his strength, standing with her in both hands.


    He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as an aura spread from his feet, expanding around the ground slowly, the disgusting and rotten snow taking a magical purple colouring... his body and skin filled with veins pulsing and writhing under them, drawing whatever ether he could find and use whether pure, rotting or undead.


    "Ha.....haa....."


    His body was tired but could recover with only a few moments rest; as he stabbed Caladbolg into the earth, the moment the blade penetrated the circle around him, its radius doubled, covering hundreds of zombies at once as the ground began to shake.


    "Even if you send a thousand, I shall slay a thousand; if you send a million, I will slay a million. I am the blade that protects my kingdom and loved ones."


    ¨N Graveyard of Swords


    In a two-hundred-meter radius around Lancelot, swords sprouted from the ground like wildflowers in this rotten graveyard of dirty, putrid air, transforming the battlefield into a spectacle of steel and death.


    Treading his arms, Lancelot began breathing deeply as the arrows and stray ice lances shot from the wall, avoiding his current position as if his current actions were drawing all the zombies in to fight him, like some taunting move.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz


    His four wings suddenly enlarged, flapping and billowing away the disgusting rot and vile stench that made his skin crawl and his nose burn with pain from each breath.


    A high-pitched buzzing sounded from his winds as they began to vibrate at an impossible speed, the floor below them torn apart with each repetition.


    Blood dripped from his nose, hidden only by the evolved form of his dominus visor.


    The feeling of his veins and arteries being sucked dry with several straws at using all these abilities while half exhausted was dangerous, as magic began to crackle around his hands and feet, the blessing of wind swirling around his feet to grant immense speed and his fists bathed in a pure crimson flame for nothing but destruction.


    ''This is... going to make me weaker for at least five minutes after this, Marimo, Maria, you all should prepare to unleash your biggest spells after they regroup...''


    A gust of brutal wind covered the battlefield with thousands of corpses now falling apart, never to rise again, even if the god of necromancy appeared.


    Over five hundred metres, the size of his current field, The largest Graveyard of swords, as he took the first step.


    Lancelot du Lac''s most beautiful and most horrific dance had begun.


    ¨N Tempest Blitz - Slow Dance of Steel


    ****


    Maria stood with Marimo and Nuriel as they stared at Lancelot fighting... she bit her lip so hard she drew blood, her delicate white skin turning red as she watched him endure so much...


    His body flashed from one sword to another, performing a beautiful arc and slicing apart several zombies, only to take a blow or two himself, yet once he finished, the sword would explode, killing a dozen zombies... over and over, his body flew and darted, slashed and carved... blood and feathers strewn across the battlefield covering the hundreds...


    the thousands of undead like markers for their graves.


    But Lancelot continued... dancing beautifully amongst the carnage and death.


    A Tempest Blitz that was more akin to a Dance of Blood


    Marimo and Maria held hands tightly... the fear in their hearts dissipated as they saw Lancelot flying in the air, his body covered in wounds., but there were still hundreds of swords... the black armour and lovely scales that protected him now half torn, filled with cracks and scratches...


    "I must do something now; it will be too late if we wait for them to finish..." Maria looked at Melodica, who seemed to feel the same way, the huge amount of undead had been cut down by their magic and Lancelot''s overburdened battle... Of the original twelve thousand, only four thousand remained... but no matter how many times he abused the ability to level up in battle.


    It had long stopped completely healing his body, only removing a small amount of the damage, like a plaster on a severed leg.


    "Maria... can you create a barrier? Something strong enough to protect Lancelot for three minutes...." Marimo asked nervously... knowing the kind of spell she was thinking... but it was impossible. Maria knew this was not a solution and would just buy time...


    instead, she fluttered her blue wings and once again looked at her alter ego...


    ''We have to pray to the fairy goddess of winter...''


    Maria''s wings became bigger... shining like a sapphire crystal as she floated into the air, her body releasing a blinding white light that caught the eyes of all fairies and snow elves; her alter ego, Melodica, also did the same...


    "Our lady of eternal frost and winter... hear our call, please lend us your power, so we may protect him who has given us a new life... a home and purpose... Please freeze the battlefield in your eternal winter... protect Lancelot with your cold embrace..."


    The fairies copied the verse of Maria before they started to sing in a strange language, only Maria singing in the language people could understand.


    A cold chill began to swirl and dance across the winter town, each fairy a conduit summoning their beloved goddess to save them.


    "Goddess, with your frozen grace,


    Hear our plea in this sacred space.


    Lend us strength in the shadows'' chase,


    Protect Lancelot in your cold embrace.


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    Freeze the battlefield in your tranquil night.


    For he who gave purpose and light,


    Shield him now in your cold embrace.


    In realms of snow and starry gleam,


    Where icy whispers weave a dream,


    A home, a purpose, our hearts redeem,


    In your eternal winter, a timeless scheme.


    Our voices rise like frost, so clear,


    In the hymn of winter, draw near.


    A home, a purpose, forever dear,


    Lady of Frost, in your presence, we revere.


    Freeze the fray with your frosty breath,


    In the cold winds, carry our plea, a wreath.


    Protect him who stands, facing death,


    In your icy realm, our guardian, beneath.


    As the hymn lingers in the wintry air,


    Goddess of Frost, with a regal glare,


    Descend in majesty, your power declares,


    In your eternal winter, battles cease and care."


    In the peaceful aftermath of the hymn, Nuriel felt a subtle shift in the air, as if the very fabric of the winter night responded to the ethereal call. The meadow, bathed in moonlight, seemed to hold its breath in anticipation.


    Gentle melodies and sacred words lingered, echoing among the crystalline trees, creating a serene symphony of sound.


    "That is... a true... divine!?" Nuriel, the daughter of a divine herself, felt the pressure and purity of one who could match her creator, causing chills to flicker down her spine.


    As the last note of the hymn drifted away, a gentle breeze infused with frost swept through the clearing. The temperature plummeted, and the air shimmered with a silver glow.


    Suddenly, the moonlit clearing was enveloped in a cascade of delicate snowflakes, dancing in a celestial ballet as if in sync with the male below. Soft blue frozen threads grasped at the blades of Lancelot all began to flutter and fly through the air, penetrating countless undead as the man himself gasped for breath in the centre of hell.


    In the heart of this wintry spectacle, a figure emerged¡ªan apparition of ethereal grace. The Lady of Eternal Frost materialised, her form a crystalline manifestation of winter''s beauty. Her gown, woven from frost and starlight, sparkled with an otherworldly luminescence.


    Nuriel, eyes wide with awe, witnessed the arrival of the Winter Goddess. A serene power emanated from her, freezing time and space in a celestial pause. The snowflakes, suspended in midair, created a surreal tableau, capturing the essence of magic and wonder.


    The Goddess of Winter descended with regal poise, and slowly, her body walked forward, leaving traces of frost on the ground. Her presence, a living manifestation of the hymn''s plea, filled the clearing with tranquillity as if the very essence of winter seemed to bow in reverence to her majesty.


    Her pale blue eyes surveyed the battlefield with a gaze that held the ancient wisdom of eternal ice.


    The undead horde, once relentless, now stood frozen in a spectral tableau of ice and shadow. With a gesture of her delicate hand, a simple snap of her fingers and the Winter Queen unleashed a breath of frost that swept across the entire forest, turning the unholy creatures into statues of crystalline darkness.


    Her wondrous frost revived the rotten and decaying trees like a goddess of nature. The forest began to shimmer with its beautiful blue light, the dark clouds and horn of death long silenced.


    Humbled and entranced, the people felt the weight of the Winter Goddess''s power, a force that transcended mortal understanding.


    The meadow, once a battlefield, now transformed into a sanctuary of frozen enchantment, bore witness to the timeless dance between the mystical and the mundane.


    In the presence of the Queen of Eternal Frost, the echoes of the hymn lingered in the air, a melody etched into the very fabric of the winter night.


    "Ugh...Kuha....!" Maria''s mouth coughed a small amount of blood; as Nuriel discovered during the song, many of the fairies fell unconscious... "Well, summoning a divine is impossible to endure... they did well."


    Nuriel turned her head towards the battlefield... with a look of confusion as the goddess remained and stood beside the kneeling Lancelot with her ethereal aura.


    "What does she want from master?"

 Chapter 182 - 23: A Divine Blessing

    The goddess of winter stood beside Lancelot, who was finally recovering from his ether exertion, before looking up to meet the beautiful pale blue-skinned beauty with blue hair made of pure ice and snow.


    "Strange... a fairy king who carried divine and devil''s blood... even those selfish mountain-dwelling perverted lizards'' blood. How can you fuse them in such a peaceful and perfect harmony?"


    The difference between her singing voice while casting magic and this normal voice that felt elegant and beautiful, but it was more like a mother or kind lady than a goddess. She then placed her fingertip on his forehead as it glowed with an icy blue light.


    "Hmmm... a kind, stalwart soul... fights for his beloved women... himself and the future of this world with little greed or sin."


    She tilted her head with a smile; her body was enough to make Lancelot enter heat with all of his bloodlines as he tried desperately to look away or focus on her forehead... on the sharp blue crystal.


    "Mmm? Why do you feel attraction to my beauty is a sin? Is love not one of the most beautiful emotions one can have... It''s not like you would be the first."


    Her large hand brushed back her hair, glistening with ice as snowflakes cascaded onto his tired body; each seemed to make his pain and body recover a small amount.


    ''To think... all divines are not like that annoying lightning guy...''


    "Worry not; I am not here to judge you anymore. You have already passed my test and examination. A boy loved by the fairies, cute hares from the north and even the snow elves have grown fond of you... those girls normally hate outsiders. Fufu."


    "Fairy King... your fate is filled with darkness... so allow me to give you a small blessing; I would hate my cute little believers to be sad."


    Her gentle finger pressed against Lancelot''s forehead, filling him with a cold sensation that quickly calmed him... before he opened his eyes, he heard her parting words...


    "Protect them; they are waiting for you." Her words stopped as her face moved closer; Lancelot felt paralysed as her soft purple lips touched his cheeks gently... a small kiss before she vanished like snow in summer...


    When Lancelot woke up, he found himself on top of Caladbolg as a freezing aura covered the battlefield... the remaining zombies were now trapped in blocks of ice before shattering and crumbling into the ether that flooded into him and the fairies behind.


    The rest could not move as the fairies shot their magic and ice lances, crushing them one by one while Lancelot lay with his body feeling amazing, the wounds healed and fatigue gone...


    "What happened...?" Lancelot muttered under his breath... a gentle giggle echoed in his ears before Caladbolg answered him.


    ¡ªThat goddess blessed you with her ice magic and a nice kiss... I bet the fairy queen will be so jealous; maybe she will even start a fight with her goddess.


    ''Fairy Queen... Goddess?'' Lancelot was confused... until he noticed Maria flying down, her face blushing brightly as she flew and hugged him tightly, Marimo and Nuriel following suit, crying tears of joy that he survived...


    "Darling, are you ok!? Your wounds... what happened?" Maria cried, wiping her tears onto his chest before sniffling; Lancelot hugged her back as he smiled warmly, Marimo and Nuriel snuggling into his embrace as well...


    "I am fine... seems like I was blessed by the fairy goddess... that woman... she looked scary but kind... it was odd."


    Nuriel was a little strange; Lancelot had never expected her to hug him like this or show such a worried expression before; in fact, it was so shocking he almost believed she was some kind of fake.


    "Master... you idiot... we thought you would die..." Nuriel muttered sadly as Lancelot chuckled... ruffling her hair gently.


    "Sorry... sorry..."


    Melodica flew down, landing beside Maria as she glared at Lancelot, "Young man! You will marry me after this; I cannot allow you to be so reckless with my kind sister, allowing you to be so bad! Hmph!"


    Melodica''s eyes were as red as Maria''s; she seemed just as worried... Honestly, it warmed Lancelot''s heart.


    "Alright... alright..." Lancelot agreed easily; honestly, he didn''t care about marriage... especially since the goddess said these girls loved him; it made him feel good... like he belonged somewhere.


    ¡ªMaster~ Caladbolg loves you too.


    ''Perverted sword, grind against a whetstone.''


    ¡ªLewd master~ wanting to see me masturbate!


    As he sat hugging Maria and Marimo, Nuriel resting her head on his lap, and Melodica scolded him, Lancelot looked over to the forest...


    Thankful that the Goddess of Winter had protected the beautiful scenery and saved them from devastation, but next time, they had no trump cards... only the two dragons and his demon lord form... that was it.


    ''I am worried...'' Lancelot muttered internally as Maria and Marimo felt his unease. They both leaned closer, kissing his cheeks, bringing a smile to his face as he looked at the frozen zombies and skeletons... wondering when the next enemy would appear...


    The story was only beginning.


    Yet somehow, Lancelot was exhausted already... He was going to ask for help.


    ****


    Meanwhile, in Camelot, Morgana and Guinevere had been working hard to build up the army and prepare transports in secret from Lancelot. Every village and town could send 500 troops at a time, no matter whose village.


    Sumika was the same as her fox girls were training and fighting harder than usual, taking many frost hares and practising combat together.


    Now, they didn''t have to wait to increase their power. The troops of Lancelot were growing at a much faster pace than ever before.


    Because they wanted to see him smile.


    Sitting in the black citadel, Morgana and Guinevere shared some tea and pastries; their relationship was nothing like the past.


    Since Guin was accepted as Lancelot''s wife and Morgana got pregnant, the two became like sisters, with Guin helping Morgana when she needed it rather than leaving it to the maids.


    "Fufu, my dear little sister, this tea is exquisite; why did you go to the effort for just me?"


    "Ah... Big sister.... that''s because I know succubi need ether and essence... this tea naturally increases the body''s heat and generates ether regeneration..." Guin said while nibbling on a cookie.


    Morgana giggled and nodded with a smile, "Fufu... you''ve become so caring for me; thank you. But aren''t you jealous of having to share Lancelot with so many girls? That Marimo girl seems to have a very deep connection to him now, and Sumika looks at him with puppy eyes every time she comes here. Even those frost hare maidens are getting close to him..."


    In the past, the two might have worried or gotten jealous, but the eyes of Guinevere were at peace as she smiled like the morning sun. "Not at all; Iq knows his love for me, the amount I cannot ever hope to run out of... let them love him; he is a wonderful man who also knows his limits. He only opens his heart to those who deserve his love."


    Guinevere explained calmly; however, Morgana couldn''t help but chuckle... poking Guin''s cheek playfully. "You sound like a wife that loves her husband deeply; fufu, I am glad; Lancelot deserves happiness. When he returns, I will work harder so you can also produce a healthy child for him."


    Morgana placed her hand on her stomach, feeling the ether of the land; a small part was sent to their little Morgana... she knew this was Lancelot''s hidden love, the affection he would give but never speak or take credit for.


    Thanks to that, their child would grow far stronger than even Morgana imagined. "Do you think he will call for help this time?" Morgana changed the subject as she watched the northern skies.


    Guin sipped her tea and looked at Morgana before shaking her head, "No, Lancelot is stubborn; he believes it is his responsibility alone... but I hope he will call this time; we should prepare everything and set off soon."


    Morgana nodded before giggling... the image of Lancelot in her mind... his handsome face and gentle gaze... the warmth of his hugs. Then his valliance in battle and skill in the bedroom... "Ah... S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    our lovely husband... why do you make us so tempted to be naughty?"


    Suddenly, the door closed from behind and a voice they never expected sounded. "Haha, well, my little wives, if you want to be naughty, call me anytime." Lancelot stood in his black and white noble attire, walking towards the two women; with a warm smile, he stopped a few feet away and bowed to them both.


    "Please, my beloved wives. I need your help to protect someone I love. Can you help me win this coming battle?"


    "Fufu, I knew it. Guin, you owe me 100 Avalon coins!" Morgana giggled with a bright face while Guin''s eyebrows twitched, handing the coins to her big sister to play with.

 Chapter 183 - 24: Gathering Allies

    Lancelot was sitting on his throne with the lovely Morgana on his right thigh, her soft white dress soft and silky to the touch as a drifting scent of vanilla and strawberry fluttered from her body into his nose.


    She rested against his chest, her lovely golden eyes filled with happiness as his right arm slowly stroked her stomach. "Nnnn darling... it feels strange when you rub my stomach." Her soft voice vibrated, rubbing her cheeks against his chest.


    "Can you stop flirting so much when I''m here..." Guin pouted, her face red and seemingly jealous as she sat on his left thigh, her hands holding his palm around her back and groping her chest.


    "Hey... you''re making him touch your tits to make him horny, don''t cheat!"


    "Big sister... you don''t need to have sex. You have a baby~ let me have some fun of my own."


    "Girls, I am wondering if you enjoy this kind of playing? Don''t you see we are being watched..."


    Lancelot reminded them of the royal guards, who were all staring at him with strange looks; Meru was a little angry. It seemed as if he hadn''t taken them. However, this time, he couldn''t help it due to the effects of the weird transfer.


    "Will you help me, Guin? I need you and all your army to fight the coming battle..." His eyes looked into her soft blue orbs, squeezing her elastic breast to make her more likely to accept his request.


    ''This army alone isn''t enough... there is another woman I should meet and request help from.''


    "Mmmm, maybe if you''re a nice husband, I will help you."


    "What are you saying, Guin? You''re practically already riding his cock and giving him everything you own..."


    "Big sister, hush... don''t spoil my fun." Guin giggled, leaning closer and kissing Lancelot''s lips; Morgana rolled her eyes before doing the same... her tongue entering his mouth as she moaned gently.


    "Nnn... you smell different... mmm... and taste different it''s like you became more delicious... the flavour and thickness even your ether is so... ahhh...."


    "Husband, can we go to bed now~ nnnn." Morgana became strange from the moment she kissed him, while Guin was confused although his saliva was sweet and different from what she imagined from the books... it made her feel jealous of the succubus race advantages... so with her sliver hair, she opened her mouth wide, and stretched her cute vampire fangs and bit his neck.


    This way, she could taste the changes in his body.


    Lancelot groaned softly as she drank his blood, sucking on his neck gently before licking her lips... her eyes widened as she looked at him strangely...


    "Darling... you became even more delicious; your ether is so thick and rich... What happened? Did you drink some medicine?" Guin asked curiously... Morgana also looked at him strangely before touching his forehead.


    "He''s not sick..."


    "It''s like he went from a premium flavoured dessert to something that only royals could have..." Guinevere licked her bloody lips as she traced along the bite mark with her red fingernails. "Honesty... it''s driving me crazy the more it lingers in my body..." Guin confessed shyly while Morgana giggled.


    Lancelot sighed before kissing both their heads... smiling warmly. "Well, a goddess kissed me and mentioned my perfect synergy of three bloodlines... and I am just the most charming husband ever, right?" Lancelot smiled and began to tease the two women while he felt a moment of solace from his earlier worry.


    ****


    The trio spent a few hours arranging the troops together, leaving enough to defend the eastern walls and having enough people able to teleport in case of emergency; Morgana and Sumika would be staying in Camelot to protect from any attacks while Guinevere and the entire royal guard would follow Lancelot this time.


    He was leaning back against a comfy chair in their private quarters; the room was massive, with a very large king-size bed and canopy drapes. Lancelot enjoyed the comfort as Guin and Morgana entered, wearing sexy silk nightgowns with smiles.


    "Darling... are you sure you don''t want us to help you relax before you leave~ nnn..." Morgana''s lovely voice sounded as she walked towards him, her hands stroking his thighs before reaching his crotch...


    "No... I want to save that for after we win, I will make you all know exactly how much your help, love and support over the long months have filled my chest with hope and given me the strength to get this far."


    Instead of sex or pleasure, Lancelot wanted to feel their bodies close to him, holding them tightly as they both lay on his chest, with him lying in the centre of the huge bed, both of the girls smiling at each other as they kissed his chest, stroking his thighs as if to entice him to surrender.


    "Darling, do you want to neglect us~ what if we are lonely at night."


    "Husband~ give me your love."


    Both women teased Lancelot, their voices tempting him... however, he chuckled warmly, stroking their heads gently as he closed his eyes, ignoring their advances.


    "You won''t be lonely. We will all sleep together tonight, Guin. Morgana... I promise when I return victorious, I will reward you both greatly. Let''s go on holiday, visit the east or the glorious justica federation."


    The two women were shocked, as they noticed before Lancelot finished his words... he fell into a deep sleep, not the light kind, but one that showed he was completely at ease with the two of them.


    His adorable face and the feeling they got from him showing such a vulnerable side made them forget their greed. Instead, they wrapped each other in the quilt and hugged his chest to sleep.


    "Goodnight... Lancelot." Guin whispered... her loving gaze filled with happiness... Morgana also fell asleep, stroking her stomach as she dreamt of Lancelot standing beside her... with a tiny girl resembling a mix of them.


    ''Mama!''


    Those words were so vivid it brought tears to her eyes.


    ''My dear daughter... Morgana, why are you so active when Papa is near... you betray your poor mother for this handsome man?!''


    In her sleep, because their daughter in the dream chose Lancelot, she kicked him in the real world and began biting his chest... unaware. Before, in the dream, Lancelot picked her up too and carried both of them, calling them both ''his special treasures.''


    What she didn''t know was Lancelot had the same dream...


    ***


    Early in the morning, Lancelot awoke to find Morgana sleeping beside him... Guin was missing as she probably returned to her room to prepare the army; he carefully lifted Morgana''s light body and placed her on the bed, tucking her in before kissing her forehead.


    "Thank you, Morgana."


    His gentle fingers brushed against her belly, his ether flowing into her stomach freely, a comforting sensation as it seemed his daughter was sucking his power like the succubus she would become.


    ''Fufu... greedy girl...'' Lancelot giggled internally before heading to the balcony... he breathed in the cool morning air; Guin was standing with Sumika as she looked at him.


    "Darling~ come down to breakfast~" S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Honey~ we made lots of tasty things!"


    "Coming, my lovely wives!"


    His voice sounded out, catching the attention of the maids and royal guard who were training with Guinevere and her troops in the early morning like they did each day now.


    With the release of their own limits troops could improve and grow without waiting for Lancelot thus Guinevere became a strict master and made her troops fight harsh battles each morning.


    Thanks to that, her weak half-elf archers, who were horrible at close combat, could now fight and defeat goblins and second-tier goblins in melee without using their bows, boosting their survival rates greatly.


    As Lancelot arrived, Sumika smiled and hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek and enjoying his warmth as Guin looked jealous. "Good morning, Honey~ you are so handsome today."


    "Good morning, Sumika. Have you been doing well with your troops and training?" Lancelot asked curiously... stroking her head as she blushed and nodded.


    "Yes, everyone is improving fast; I am happy; hopefully, we can join you on the battlefield soon," Sumika spoke confidently, unlike before, when Lancelot remembered her being scared of her troops dying in combat... she was becoming stronger, which made him proud.


    "Good girl, keep working hard." Lancelot praised her as Guin tugged his sleeves, pulling him inside; her jealousy was apparent as she led him to breakfast, the table filled with many dishes...


    "Come, Darling~ sit with me." Morgana sat with Guin as Lancelot took his place, eating the delicious food happily... Sumika joined them with some fox girls, giggling as they teased Guinevere, who was blushing while looking at Lancelot.


    ''These girls all seem happier now; I wonder if I should have called sooner.'' Lancelot thought before suddenly a huge bang sounded, and the royal doors were smashed open... and a huge woman entered... the oni Rena, her exotic coloured skin and tusks as lovely as ever as she spotted Lancelot.


    "My Mate! We have come to aid you when you need it most!"


    But what was most shocking was that her stomach was bigger, like a human woman in her eight-month pregnancy!

 Chapter 184 - 25: Oni Daughter... Missing Heroes!

    When they met, the Demon Queen who gave Lancelot so much trouble suddenly appeared, and she was carrying a child in her stomach. With how quickly monsters give birth, he had no idea if it was his... but something told him it was like a connection as the two looked at each other for several moments.


    "Why did you never contact me using the communication crystals?" Lancelot asked with a slightly scolding tone. His eyes didn''t leave Rena''s face as she showed a strange look while her ears flopped... biting her lower lip as she rolled her eyes.


    "Well... you know me... I tried to message you when I found out... about our daughter... but I was too excited and broke it by mistake..."


    ''Eh...?''


    Too stunned because it WAS like her to do something like that, but then he noticed two women beside her wearing a different style of armour. It wasn''t her normal commander but two twins he knew extremely well...


    His own Succubus Heroes Lusia and Vellan Argentus...


    Vellan looked anxiously towards Lancelot with her dark red eyes and her supple blue skin, shining in the bright white walls, with long flowing pink hair down to her crotch as she barely hid anything with her lewd black outfit.


    "Big brother... I''m sorry for leaving..." Vellan apologised while her huge rocket-shaped tits slipped between her arms as if by accident, making Lancelot swallow at the lewd why her breasts began to misshape... and the flash of her pink nipple made his anger fade.


    Lusia was more brazen, with her beautiful pale body and sexy tribal tattoos. She smirked, pulling out her extremely long tongue and pressing her large dropping tits together for him to enjoy, letting her silver hair cascade along her right shoulder, observing Lancelot''s every move and reaction with her golden eyes... desperate for him to value her more.


    "Master~ we were asked to protect your child by the queen, and so we vanished, forgive us if you missed us both. How about I bring you to heaven with my little mouth?" She teased, licking her mouth, before Rena smacked her on the back of her head, making the little succubus fall to the ground.


    "Ignore these two girls; when I broke the machine, I sent a few of my troops to let you know, but you seemed to be fighting a dragon or fucking one... something like that, so she sent a small troop of succubi and these two that helped me greatly... I am jealous of you having such strong troops..... Hmph...!"


    Rena slowly moved forward, her stomach making it a little difficult for her to do a sensual walk while swaying her hips... but the slight wet spots on her robe from where the milk was leaking made Lancelot''s eyes widen... it was strange... seeing a woman he made pregnant now able to produce milk.


    ''Ah... why does Rena look so lovely now?''


    Stepping off his throne, he gently placed Guinevere and Morgana onto the large throne and stepped down the stairs. His movements were fluid and filled with regal grace. No longer did he seem uncomfortable in the role of a king or leader like when meeting Rena... S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She was just as entranced...


    "You... when did you become so much stronger and you are even more beautiful? What will I do if more of those demon bitches want your seed now?"


    Lancelot smiled as he approached her, hugging her and gently placing a hand on her stomach while stroking her belly and the other wrapped around her neck as he whispered in her ear.


    "Just say I am only yours. Also, your skin looks so lovely. Why did you become cuter? How can I let you return to the west, meeting you like this?"


    "Hmm... why are you such a charmer..." Rena tried to resist, but he had changed too much, his arms scooping around her hips so easily, breaking her light defence as her soft purple skin seemed to glow the moment he touched her...


    On the throne, Morgana chuckled... "Hey Guin, I think we found another sister... did you see her face melting the moment he touched her ass?"


    "Didn''t you say she was fierce in the past? Why does she look like an obsessed little wife now?" Guin giggled, watching Rena melt in Lancelot''s arms... her face turning red and embarrassed as he caressed her skin.


    "Big Sis! Rena is blushing! Ah... Master! Please notice me, too!" Lusia begged while Vellan nodded; however, Rena glared.


    "Shut up! This is between me and my mate!"


    "Rena, behave... Lusia and Vellan are my cute little heroes and women too."


    "Nnn... stupid...womaniser.... bastard... why is my baby so happy from your presence... even my little Ruri betrays me for her damn dad!" Rena growled jealously as Lancelot stroked her stomach before suddenly kissing her lips...


    His tongue entered her mouth as she lost all resistance, becoming putty in his arms as he used his skills to calm her down... but because of how delicious she tasted, he became carried away, as she fell into his chest, completely defeated... no longer looking angry, but like a drowning maiden¡ªthe feeling of his ether filling her body and stimulating her core.


    "Nnn... Lancelot... you bastard... why are you better than last time... kiss me more...." Rena muttered under her breath as his hand squeezed her buttocks... while one hand touched her chest, yet the moment he touched her, the milk leaked from her nipples, staining her clothes instantly...


    "Why does your milk smell so sweet and delicious? Is it for our baby? Or is this milk for me? Rena, can I taste it?" Lancelot whispered in her ear as Rena shivered... her breathing became rapid as her legs buckled.


    "Stupid idiot... I came here to help you... don''t seduce me.... ahhh...." She cried out as he rubbed her teet, milk dripping onto the floor as he began to suck her breasts hungrily...


    "Nnn... Master... you are drinking Rena''s breast milk so openly... ah... how lewd..." Lusia covered her pussy, drooling as Vellan whimpered, covering her eyes... Morgana and Guinevere giggled as Sumika and the fox girls watched in shock...


    "Master... is Rena his new lover? Big sister, did Lancelot change girls?" One of the fox girls asked curiously as Sumika nodded, trying not to cry.


    "Don''t worry, she is someone he met a long time ago and keeps my darling safe... she is a sister to us. Not an enemy."


    ***


    After a short while, Morgana and Guinevere came to save Rena as she was on the verge of squirting in the throne room with more than fifty people watching... Lancelot reluctantly released Rena from his embrace, kissing her neck gently...


    "Nnn.... Stupid Lancelot... you made me want to fuck you in front of everyone..."


    "Rena... you look so lovely; I almost forgot myself."


    Guin grabbed Lancelot''s sleeve, pulling him away as Morgana escorted Rena to her room to rest with the twins Lusia and Vellan following... Lancelot sighed deeply... knowing he needed to focus before returning to Maria and Marimo...


    Sumika hugged him tightly, stroking his chest as if worried before she looked up and kissed his lips gently... the fox girls also hugged him, jealous of Rena getting so much affection, even though it was clear he loved them too.


    "Darling... hurry up and finish with your battle, then come and put a baby inside me! Hehe~"


    "You are too young! Go back and train for 100 years with your grandfather!" Lancelot replied, poking her soft nose with his fingers. However, she licked the tip and said, "My mother and grandfather keep asking about their future grandchild and great-grandchild!"


    Avoiding this critical defeat, Lancelot searched for Rena and the girls to sort out the details of their support... only to step out onto the citadel''s balcony... to see a huge army... more than ten thousand troops strong... All female oni with muscular builds and black plate armour covering their bodies...


    When they saw him appear on the balcony, they shouted out with a loud warcry... even the 500 dire wolves began to howl loudly... Rena appeared beside Lancelot with Lusia and Vellan behind her...


    "Darling... these troops are for you... use them as you please."


    "Big brother... we will protect you this time..." The twins looked at him with a serious gaze, making him nod calmly; Guinevere stood with Morgana and Sumika as they all watched the army below shout out again, roaring with excitement at the coming battle.


    The roars were enough to cause the ground to tremble, but the frost hares and forest elves didn''t seem phased and continued their daily tasks... In the small arena, several of the frost hares were fighting in melee unarmed fights with some of the oni females... Milvar and Ikumi... were at the forefront, beating each other up.


    Ikumi''s twin tails and Milvar''s horns clashed violently, sparks flying as Lancelot smiled... watching how the growth of Ikumi had been so explosive, now she was able to fight evenly; no... she managed to surpass Milvar several times in the short fight, before finally hitting the oni with a sharp, super kick, knocking the giant-sized oni down for the count.


    ''I have a reliable family now... I no longer feel the battle to be hopeless...''


    Looking back at Rena, Morgana, Guinevere and Sumika... Lancelot felt a sense of support and confidence he never did before... to think he almost asked for help from Marianne le Fay... in his despair.


    However, now Lancelot felt confident... especially with the twins Lusia and Vellan...


    ''Let''s see how much they have grown since they left...''


    Smiling at Rena, he kissed her lips gently, surprising her as she blushed brightly, stomping her feet like a little girl... "Idiot... I came to help you... don''t flirt with me so much..." But her joy was obvious to all... before he took her left hand, taking the same ring design as Morgana, but the colour was purple, with a black gemstone... "This is my oath to you, Rena, from now on.


    We will be family."


    "Idiot... stop teasing me so much..." Rena muttered under her breath... her cheeks red before Lancelot turned to the twins Lusia and Vellan; they bowed respectfully, showing their loyalty.


    "Big Brother... we are ready to serve you faithfully..." They said in unison as Lancelot smiled and removed two rings from his pocket: red and gold, with a crimson ruby, and the other was white and blue, with a golden diamond.


    "These will be yours, depending on how you serve me in the future. I have always valued your work, even if it seemed I didn''t."


    Lancelot smiled one last before looking at the grand collection of troops inside Camelot City.


    The 10,000 of Rena were the most, but his forces numbered nearly 5000.


    "Let''s head north, as there is no time to waste. Please join me in battle, except Morgana, Sumika and Rena. Please stay and protect Camelot."

 Chapter 185 - 26: The Great War Approaches.

    "Hmmmm~ so you want to leave me here all hot and alone, such a bad husband."


    Morgana smiled while rubbing her fingertips along Lancelot''s chest and kissing his cheek with a loud smack, leaving a red lip mark on him as she swayed her hips and vanished into the lounge.


    Sumika tried to do the same and kissed his other cheek with a pink colour on the left side before skipping away. "Hehe~ don''t fight too hard."


    The women who would be staying behind all left the room and headed towards the resting room while Lancelot and his royal guard, Milvar, looked different now. She wasn''t hiding in her beast armour with dark red skin and a single horn extending from the centre of her forehead.


    "I hope you don''t mind that I will join instead of my queen." Milvar gave a polite bow while gazing at Lancelot with a curious glance. S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Why would I complain about such a lovely woman joining my side?" Lancelot smirked before walking past her and heading towards the teleports, ready to leave with the troops.


    Milvar smiled, revealing her sharp tusks, her large body following while watching the sway of Lancelot''s ass.


    The oni females were quite the perverted race, her smile shining brightly while chasing after Lancelot with Guinevere... thousands of troops lined up outside, ready to leave for the battlefield, while Rena, Morgana and Sumika on the balcony watched them all leave with a smile.


    "Darling... please win and come home safely." Morgana wished Lancelot as Sumika nodded, adding, "Hurry home with lots of treasure~ otherwise, I will be sad."


    Lancelot looked to the sky and took a deep breath, then entered the portal along with the troops, vanishing from Camelot... leaving Rena, Morgana and Sumika behind.


    "Girls, come on; let''s watch Lancelot crush his enemies... Milvar will protect him..." Rena chuckled as they watched Guinevere, the one girl and other troops leaving in order while a huge screen began to form on the wall in Morgana''s room.


    Suddenly, a beautiful city of ice and wonder appeared in their vision, and Morgana noticed a few familiar faces with Marimo, who was rushing here and there... Nuriel looked different as she helped the elves do various tasks.


    Morgana looked to the north with a gentle expression, stroking her stomach as she whispered, "Dear daughter, Mama misses Papa already... do you also miss him?"


    Her daughter kicked her stomach playfully as Rena laughed... patting Morgana''s shoulders. "Fufu, you are going to have a brat that loves Lancelot more than you, Morgana... that is adorable~ maybe I should give him a second child..."


    "You''ve barely been pregnant with that one..." The two women who could be called the queens of his women were both full of authority and power, but Rena just laughed with a brilliant smile and guffaw. "Oni pregnancies are far shorter... maybe because of our dangerous lives? Next month this little girl will be out and about, so this milf will be hungry to make another sibling for her to play with."


    Sumika looked shocked as Rena spoke so casually, making Morgana chuckle, which was rare... "You... will you not move your territory closer? I find speaking with you so amusing."


    "It won''t be long... Can''t you feel it from our husband''s changes? He will soon head to the west... I think his goal isn''t just some Demon Lord or King... he wants to become more... Standing at the top should be his goal, no?" The jovial Rena smirked, her sharp eyes narrowing as she revealed her hidden wits and judgment, while Morgana felt more and more like she had found another reliable sister.


    "Maybe~ fufu, I hope Lancelot will stay forever by our sides... but I am happy with whatever he chooses... although I want my daughter to have a good father..." Morgana stroked her stomach once more, smiling warmly as Sumika jumped onto the sofa, grabbing Rena''s massive breasts, which were so big it made her jealous.


    "Big Sister... how did your tits get so big?"


    With a modest laugh, Rena stroked the silky hair of the eastern kunoichi and leaned forward, whispering in her ear, "Lancelot sucked them good~ and filled my belly with his seed until I couldn''t even move."


    Sumika trembled in embarrassment, pouting and crossing her arms while Morgana and Rena exchanged glances and burst out laughing... watching Lancelot arrive in the snow elf kingdom...


    "He likes to show off when you''re not around, huh..." Rena muttered, elbowing her new friend.


    "Ah... but doesn''t he look so cute, in that black mantle and the tight undertunic that shows his abs... if I wasn''t pregnant, I''d teleport there and rape him for sure..."


    "Hahaha... maybe when we give birth, we should reverse rape him, then get pregnant with our second child together.


    Lancelot could never have known he had let two women who should not have met as allies meet... Now, his future would never be boring, but always on his toes as the two started to form a faction that both worshipped and desired to tease him with all their hearts.


    ****


    Arriving in the Snow Elf Kingdom, Lancelot was greeted by Maria and Marimo, who rushed towards him. Maria first hugged him tightly, kissing his lips gently as she stroked his cheeks. "I missed you so much..."


    "Master... you look so amazing..." Marimo added as she helped him affix his woollen cloak and dragonsteel armour. Lancelot smiled and kissed Maria''s lips softly, touching her stomach as ether flowed freely. "I missed you both too... Maria... Marimo...


    thank you for protecting our home so well. I promise I will take you both on holiday to relax when this is over."


    "Really!? Master... but Marimo only wants... a baby," Marimo said sweetly, while Maria nodded with red cheeks as if agreeing with him.


    ''All the women around me seem to want children... is it like some kind of domino effect because of the others?'' Lancelot wondered internally as Maria giggled and hugged him tightly, kissing his lips passionately before Marimo pulled him towards the castle, where Melodica and Nuriel waited...


    "Young man, you are late... what took you so long!?" Melodica shouted angrily, her face puffed out as if jealous, while Lancelot bowed politely and explained. "My apologies... I was enjoying the warmth of my wives..."


    "Hmph... why do you not give me some warmth..." she muttered, causing Lancelot to smirk at her, not realising he heard until seeing that face as she turned bright red. "Y-you... forget what I said!" Melodica turned away, flustered, while Lancelot chuckled and walked up the steps, entering the castle... Maria and Marimo holding his hands gently...


    As he entered the hall, he saw many snow elves practising magic and training with the fairies and frost hare maidens, preparing for the next battle, which would come soon... Lancelot sat on the throne, with Maria and Marimo sitting on his lap... Melodica fluttered her wings, hovering to his right as she glared at him, wanting to sit with them...


    "Snow Elves... Fairies and Frost Hares Maidens... I thank you for your support. I would have perished alone if it were not for your hard work. So allow me to reward you all for your hard work." The Lord''s speaker function sent Lancelot''s voice to the entire territory. Many busy women began to celebrate as suddenly, many leisure and enjoyment buildings began to sprout from the ground.


    He also began to expand the town''s size due to the incoming troops, enlarging the training field and moving various houses and small buildings, allowing for more space for soldiers to live... Lancelot also created various hot springs and bathhouses for the women to relax...


    Melodica and Maria smiled as they felt his ether fill them, rewarding the workers and fighters with a pleasant sensation...


    Marimo looked confused as she only got food... which was a little unfair... so she began to nip Lancelot''s ear gently while sucking his neck... only to realise that a strange black and silver ring with a royal sapphire appeared on her left-handed ring finger.


    "Well, prepare for something truly amazing, my lovely wives."


    Thud!


    A huge amount of Ether and magic began to swirl above the town, forming a small storm before hundreds....thousands... then over ten thousand troops appeared from the massive teleports in the centre of the town... loud boots stepping in unison, the loud singing and howls of the oni females...


    At first, the fairies and snow elves were scared, scurrying to the walls and hiding behind the winter theme buildings... until they saw Lancelot exit the castle with Maria, Marimo, Melodica and Nuriel... the royal guard marching with Milvar leading them as they formed a neat line in front of Lancelot.


    "What a sight...."


    Before he said anything, the troops knelt and saluted to him... before singing, "Our King."


    Maria, Marimo and Melodica looked surprised as Lancelot stepped forward, with Milvar explaining, "Your majesty, we are your troops from the Oni Queen Rena... we are here to aid you in this war... led by me, Milvar of the Red Tribe, Commander of the Royal Guard."


    "Haha... beautiful Oni women are always welcomed... so many of you make my heart race in anticipation for a wonderful battle."


    Lancelot suddenly felt a tingle on the back of his neck the moment he spoke... over ten thousand eyes all suddenly looked at him with a terrifying light... It seemed complimenting them had made some kind of dangerous situation to his purity.


    ''Oni women are scary... But so hot...'' He pretended to be scared, but in truth, he felt aroused and excited at the challenge of defeating 10,000 horny oni women trying to ravish him.

 Chapter 186 - 27: The Empire Of Death - The Red Oni

    The once serene and beautiful fairy kingdom was completely changed, the walls carrying countless fierce, muscular oni women armed in their black armour, heavy weapons, and crossbows beside them.


    Beside them stand the tall but dainty frost hares with powerful legs and beautiful upper bodies like models.


    As for the cute and petite snow elves, Sherwood archers and ice fairies, they were all hidden safely in well-guarded and covered towers of everfrost, able to shoot at will and avoid most external damage while the angels and succubi alternated aerial defence patrols.


    "Phew... Marimo, did your scouts say the enemy had already moved?" Lancelot asked, sitting at a long table with many of the commanders, captains, Maria and Melodica.


    They were eating a light meal as the scouts from several groups in a wide area confirmed several reports that the forces of the entire kingdom, now turned into disgusting and dreadful undead, finally approached.


    "Yes, Master! 10,000 knights are marching in the eastern plains, which seem to be detouring around to the eastern walls. We couldn''t get an accurate reading, but most of the forces were undead but seemed to retain most of their living minds and abilities."


    Marimo''s black hair fluttered across her face as she looked around and began handing out the magical crystals that contained the information for everyone to see.


    "Oh? A thousand archers, sneaky bastards." Milvar chuckled as she placed her red legs on the table and leaned back, checking the information.


    Lancelot didn''t mind how the Oni girls acted and let her actions go...


    ''I can see inside her skirt, though. Maybe I should make her wear pants next time.''


    Their culture was different, and she never spoke with disrespect. Even Maria and Melodica showed no dislike... It was cute how both Marimo and Ikumi lifted their legs to show off their thighs... seeming to think it was a competition to attract his gaze.


    "How about your reports, Lusia and Vellan?" The twin succubi heroes were scouting the central area with the flying succubi and should have managed to scout even further than the elves of Marimo.


    "Ahem... brother~ the troops in the central column were mostly soldiers with spears or basic archers with leather and poor armour, and as sister Marimo said, they were all undead and smelt nasty.


    "Numbers? Anything that looked dangerous?" Lancelot seemed impressed as they looked smarter and more mature since returning. Vellan was training the other succubi in close-quarters combat earlier and seemed to have started to shine.


    "Hmmm... Master, there were no significant threats, but the necromancers you spoke about seemed to be at the very back with the man who seemed to be a zombified king. Somehow, his aura was spread... like strands of string to all the zombies we saw with a strange dark mana."


    The more detailed answer came from Lusia, who seemed more suited to that kind of task, weaker in melee and combat compared to Vella, but she had truly developed her intel gathering and ability to sense and see mana and magic traces even without an eye like Lancelot''s divine eyes.


    "As for numbers, probably 20,000 at least... less than 3,000 of the poor grade archers."


    ''Much larger than the previous assault... good thing my lovely wives have loaned me some of their resources to improve this town''s defences... Rena, you were so helpful. I must make it up to you when I get back.''


    She had not heard from him in months, yet the moment he needed her aid, she came to him without any requests other than his affection, giving him over a thousand of each resource and lending him more than half of her total troops to fight off the enemy... of another of his women.


    Normal women could never compare to this kind, gentle and compassionate Oni.


    "Good work, both of you... so we are dealing with around 26,000 melee troops and 4000 archers? That seems like a tough battle... We will have to re-distribute the forces as the necromancers will need me, Milvar or you girls to deal with them."


    Lancelot hoped that the western flank, a bog and quagmire of horrid, slimy swamps before reaching the frozen lake, would have far fewer troops... Turning to Ikumi, who was the one who scouted the west, she was eating some of the snacks before tilting her head when I looked at her.


    "Mmmm darling, is something wrong?"


    "How was the West?" His voice was a little anxious, but only Milvar noticed; she could only smile because although she knew of his skill and prowess in battle, the depth he cared for troops was beyond even Rena, who held a funeral for them all. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She closed her eyes and seemed to decide something while nodding when Ikumi finally started speaking after eating her food.


    "Mmmm, it was a bit quiet, but there were five weirds... ghost-like things that could see me from miles away and kept disappearing while pouring strange magic into the swamps... they seemed like necromancers you mentioned but were floating and ghosts."


    ''It''s a little strange... necromancers are usually still living, or only part ghoul or ghost never fully blown... are they some kind of phantom or a powerful enemy... I''ve never fought the undead in such a big manner... I pray they are not liches or high-tier ghosts...''


    He leaned forward, nodding to the bright-eyed Ikumi, not wishing to put her down as he placed both hands on his forehead, covering his face from the others seeming to be watching one of the image crystals... only Milvar and Nuriel could see the truth... while Marimo could just sense that Lancelot was feeling a sense of weight, or pressure.


    ''Is it enough... do I spend the resources to improve defence against missiles and ranged combat or magic damage? Will the oni warriors resist the necrotic and mental damage that necromancers specialise in?'' Lancelot thought deeply... knowing he couldn''t make mistakes now that he had so many people relying on him...


    "Brother, we are here for you..." Vellan and Lusia said in unison, sensing his mood as Milvar nodded, her strong oni arm patting his shoulder, which made Maria and Marimo nod; there was no jealousy, only the women wishing to support him. Lancelot stood up calmly, stroking their heads and kissing their cheeks one at a time as he stepped towards the exit.


    The woman stared at his back, worried as he looked so lonely and desolate from the back... with Milvar stepping forward, she was taller than the other women and imposing.


    "Leave him to me; I believe he worries about you so much that it''s become a limiting factor for him... I will help destroy that factor."


    ***


    Walking through the icy domain, Lancelot''s eyes were heavy and sad. He saw each fairy and snow elf, and a tightness in his chest followed, imagining them being shot to death by arrows, twisted and crushed by dark magic... or impaled on rusted swords as he increased the pace towards his private quarters.


    Passing the snow elf girls cleaning or helping decorate the streets and paths, Lancelot smiled gently, patting their heads as he walked... trying to hide his sorrowful face as they waved goodbye... unaware.


    ''If I lose... Then this place... those innocent smiles will disappear...''


    His room was cold, but he ignored it. He was only tossing some wood into the fireplace that crackled gently as he sat in the chair, placed his palms on the arms, and closed his eyes... Desperately trying to maintain his current sense of self...


    "I am their overlord... I must fight to keep them safe..."


    "You are the man they would happily die for. They are the ones that must protect you."


    A husky voice sounded, with the clang of ice and liquid as the heavy steps of someone approaching filled the halls after the doors slammed and locked with a loud click... suddenly the flames of the fire billowed and exploded, warming the room the intruder approaching with a sensual and loud snort.


    "Lancelot, why must you take everything on your shoulders? Especially when you have everything in the wrong order."


    Milvar''s sexy body, no longer wearing armour but a thin dress that barely covered her abs, chest and thighs, her red flesh jiggling as she sat opposite him, without care... pouring two drinks, half full and pushing one over to Lancelot.


    "Drink... it''s good stuff... Oni women brew alcohol far stronger than humans... this will make you feel better..." Her dark golden eyes gazed at Lancelot, making him sigh and drink it all at once, the burning sensation filling his throat before he coughed slightly...


    Milvar chuckled before pouring another glass and drank hers slowly, leaning forward so her cleavage fell free from the dress, almost falling out as she looked at Lancelot teasingly.


    "Rena didn''t send me here to fight and die but to fight and die to protect you. Do you understand the difference, My King?" Milvar smiled sexily as Lancelot shook his head... making her sigh... finishing her drink before standing and sitting on his lap, her red legs wrapping around his waist as her giant body pinned him in place...


    "You are meant to fight to survive, not protect others. If you fall, what happens to them? What happens to us, Oni women whom Rena entrusted you to? It was never your role or job to ensure nobody dies; that is the goal of the commander''s tacticians. You are the man who gives us the will to fight; he supports us when all is lost. You stand tall and give us a reason to fight."


    "The king is not a tool that should break for the loss of a single troop!"


    "But all the troops should die for the sake of a single king!"


    Milvar retorted Lancelot''s words as she kissed his lips gently, stroking his chest as she tried to calm him down... her soft skin pressing against his body as he became limp.


    "Lancelot, I know you wish to protect everyone... but instead, you should trust them to protect you. That is the duty of the troops. That is the honour we Oni women and those girls down there choose to die for."


    "We appreciate and love how much affection and love you give to care for each troop death! But that is NOT something that should hinder you from letting your wings soar!"


    Milvar finished her passionate speech as Lancelot sighed deeply... leaning forward into her bosom as she hugged him, stroking his head gently.


    "Why are Oni Women so annoying and unyielding..." Lancelot muttered, making Milvar chuckle and kiss his cheek.


    "Because we live faster and die faster... Lancelot, please entrust the troops to me and focus on fighting the enemies before you. You can blame any losses on me, beat me, fuck me, torture me, but please do not think of the troops when we fight. Think of winning the battle for them and you."


    "Can you promise me that Milvar? Are you strong enough to protect them...?" Lancelot looked into her eyes as she smiled brightly and nodded... pinching his nose.


    "Idiot, I''m the strongest Oni woman in Rena''s army; nothing can match me. If I can''t win, then you can punish me by fucking my ass raw."


    "Then... Mmmmph!?" Milvari''s lips tasted of liqueur and sweet saliva as their tongues entwined...


    "Rena promised to allow me to be conceived the next time I met you; now you have two promises to fulfil, My dear King Lancelot."

 Chapter 187 - 28: The Empire Of Death - Two Hares *

    Lancelot''s hand stopped the passionate approach of Milvar, and his eyes seemed to have changed, no longer filled with doubt and lack of confidence.


    "I understand what Rena said and will consider your offer, but for me, there are women I am already making insecure by leaving with you now. Please understand, tonight there are two women I have already decided to spend it with."


    Milvar wasn''t upset because the gaze from his eyes that never left hers was only temporary rejection, and they had no disgust or dislike inside them.


    Lancelot was just that type of man, "Haha, I see you are you, and Rena is Rena. Understood? Let me show you with my skill and power and win your affection that way."


    "Don''t think your words meant nothing. If not for you, I might have spent this night brooding over stupid things. I won''t forget, Milvar."


    Milvar''s tusks showed as she chuckled, her last sign of rebellion as she leaned forward and kissed his lips once again, the bitter taste of their drink once again swirling and sloshing around his mouth, the oni using her thick, powerful tongue to enjoy the entirety of his mouth kissing him forcefully.


    "Mmmm... delicious and filled with your thick ether. There is no way I can let such high-quality prey escape me forever. I will have you in my bed, Lancelot." Milvar groaned in his ear before slipping out of his arms and walking towards the exit with her hips swaying, causing him to smirk and lean back, enjoying the seductive sight.


    ''Ah... it seems I''ve caused her to become serious, how interesting.''


    Lancelot shrugged, looking at the door, then snapping his fingers.


    A flicker of flames.


    Suddenly, the room filled with beautiful blue flames lighting the many unlit candles, giving the room an ethereal and romantic air while he swiped across the air, forming a gust that cleaned the room of all scents, and opened the window slightly.


    ''Marimo, can you bring Ikumi and come to my room together?'' sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Yes, master]


    The reply was immediate as Lancelot smiled, removing his shirt and changing into something more appealing to them, a frilly white tunic with his chest on display, sitting against his chair while waiting...


    ''Marimo and Ikumi... I haven''t spent time with them lately... I hope they aren''t angry with me... Especially my snow bunny...I should spoil them a lot tonight.''


    His thoughts were interrupted by giggles as Marimo and Ikumi entered, smiling brightly as they rushed into the room. Two contrasting women had evolved once since meeting him... their former furry legs were now closer to humans apart from their rabbit-like feet and how muscular and flexible their legs were...


    Lancelot was fixated on their identical outfits in opposite colours... low-cut dresses with high-cut slits in their legs... revealing their thick thighs and sexy stockings; Marimo wore white thigh-high stockings, while Ikumi wore black stockings... her floppy ears showing how embarrassed she was with her cute red face.


    Marimo hugged her back, with red lipstick and a sexy aura, her hair now wavy and brushed back, revealing her alluring green eyes, while Ikumi had her hair tied in a half braid, with a cute ribbon keeping it in place, her eyes shy and filled with lust as Lancelot beckoned them over, hugging them tightly, smelling their scents as they nuzzled against his chest.


    "Master~ We missed you!" Marimo grinned brightly, her hands caressing his chest before Ikumi slapped her hand away... pouting angrily...


    "Darling has just been busy... right, hehe?" Her lovely gaze caused Lancelot to feel shame for not giving these two the attention they deserved; hugging them both tightly, "I''m sorry, girls, I left you alone for too long."


    Marimo giggled while Ikumi blushed, burying her face into his neck, rubbing her nose against him, sniffing his seductive aroma as Lancelot smirked... lifting her chin gently and kissing her lips, savouring her sweetness as her eyes widened in surprise before she moaned submissively, her body shivering filled with delight at finally being kissed by her beloved master.


    "Master~ Me too~" Marimo teased, nibbling his earlobe as he turned and kissed her soft red lips, a more mature and thick kiss compared to Ikumi''s innocence and gentleness as Marimo moaned excitedly, her breasts pressed against his chest as Lancelot enjoyed the twin beauties... sighing deeply.


    ''This feeling is wonderful... it''s like coming home to your lovers after a hard day''s work... I forgot how addictive this was...''


    His thoughts made him realise how foolish he was thinking about dying when these two waited for him every day, not just these two but more... Morgana, Guinevere, Tiamat, Tyr... so many women that would gladly comfort him.


    ''No wonder Milvar was so annoyed with my pessimism,'' Lancelot thought. Ikumi embraced him, lifting her body and carrying her like a princess as he walked towards the bed. Marimo skipped beside him, holding his hand, and he chuckled at her immature demeanour.


    ''Tonight... I''ll forget about the future and enjoy the present.''


    Gently, he placed Ikumi in the centre of the bed while turning to face Marimo, her large breasts swaying in the blue light after she began to lower her dress, a seductive smile on her lips as Lancelot smirked, reaching out and squeezing her soft tits, causing Marimo to moan sweetly, her hips swaying side-to-side in a teasing manner.


    "Master~" Ikumi whined, pouting with jealousy, "Why are you focused on her?"


    Lancelot chuckled, lifting her dress and placing his lips on her nipples, his tongue flicking her nub, causing her to squeal, her thighs quivering as he pulled away with a wet string of saliva, "be patient; I will make sure you both feel good."


    Ikumi blushed, whimpering as Marimo smirked, enjoying her master''s touch and attention, gasping when he grabbed her dress and pulled, her breasts bouncing as Lancelot leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking eagerly, his tongue swirling around her large pink nipples, causing her to groan wildly, his other hand squeezing her other thick thigh, slipping along the muscular and tight feeling.


    Lancelot lifted the naked Marimo and lay her beside Ikumi, her breasts fuller and huge compared to Ikumi... but the sensual thighs and cute ass of Ikumi were sexier than Marimo... a picture of two hares...


    their small bushy tails entering his sight as he lifted both girls hips, with his right-hand siding along the smooth and squishy flesh of Marimo, then left enjoying the sleek, muscular and firm mound of Ikumi.


    "Nnn... master~ Ikumi likes it when you play with her crotch," Ikumi whispered, spreading her legs, revealing the pink slit of her pussy, with Marimo following her action, her pussy dripping with thicker and more sticky nectar as her warm entrance seemed to suck his finger inside, clenching and squeezing around them, making Lancelot smile.


    "Then, let''s see who enjoys my little massage more," his fingers began rubbing their pussies, causing the rabbit girls to moan as he inserted his digits into their tight slits, his thumb rubbing their clitoris... Ikumi was more sensitive to her small bud being teased as she began to rock her hips and grind against his soft finger covered in love juices circling her clit.


    Marimo''s moans were louder as she humped her hips against his finger, fucking herself eagerly while Lancelot flicked her large clit, causing her to moan and gasp, her eyes glazing with pleasure, "Master, your fingers are the best! Haaahh!"


    Ikumi wanted to deny her sister''s words but couldn''t as her master''s thick fingers rubbed her insides, spreading her open and toying with her insides while his thumb caused her mind to turn blank... she felt ashamed, but her body was already trembling... he knew where her g-spot and pussy felt the best... She closed her eyes, trying to hide her loud, high-pitched moans, but failed.


    "Aaaaahh~ Masteerrr~ Nnnggghh!" Ikumi whimpered, her body spasming, spraying her juices onto Lancelot''s hand as Marimo laughed victoriously, panting wildly, her pussy cumming against his fingers while her eyes rolled back, desperately biting down s if to resist her orgasm, despite her insides convulsing the warm, sticky folds almost tearing off Lancelot''s fingers, with her body trembling.


    Yet he didn''t stop because Marimo was still slowly burning; unlike the intense climaxes of Ikumi, her warm and churning insides slowly squelched and pressed against his fingers as if welcoming him deeper.


    A kind and soft pussy filled with hot, sticky juices spreading around his fingers to make a loud squelch each time he teased the roof of her tunnel, enjoying the sight of the erotic mother-type groan and holding onto the bed with a red face... calling his name.


    "...Hmmm Lancelot... your fingers....haa..... have gotten better... Nnnnm."


    He began to twist his wrist as his fingers pressed and teased her faster, the tingling in her legs and her trembling thighs gradually getting worse until she let out a loud gasp, throwing her head back against the pillow, as a thick spurt of her juices sprayed Lancelot''s face as she struggled to speak normal words...


    His fingers slowly and delicately caressed her insides as her convulsions spread to her stomach, arms and insides. She gasped as her eyes closed tightly.


    "Haa..... Ugh.....La.....Mmmnph..... don''t stop... Hmmmm!!!


    Ikumi whimpered, lying on the bed and recovering, watching her older sister experience a drawn-out, slow yet powerful orgasm as her face twisted in pleasure, her eyes glazed, and her lips quivered as Lancelot removed his soaked fingers and licked them, tasting their addictive flavours, smirking as the two recovered...


    His gaze focused on their large, elastic and plump, soft buttocks.


    "So... who wants to ride this first?" He chuckled, showing his erect member to the pair and enjoying their eyes recovering instantly.

 Chapter 188 - 29: The Hares Mount **

    Ikumi didn''t speak or answer. Grabbing his wrist, she pulled him onto the bed, bouncing as he looked at her, twisting around him.


    Instead, her seductive body climbed over his and turned away, revealing her pale white buttocks, both hands pulling apart her soft cheeks to reveal her sticky entrance and puffy mount from behind.


    ''Erotic... I can see her little asshole and soaked cunt from behind!''


    Lancelot tried to move and reach out but was stopped by the soft hands of Marimo, who placed her thighs on either side of his face, her warm and sweet-scented pussy just above his lips, as she gazed down at him with an affectionate look.


    "Wow...!?" He gasped, feeling the hot and sticky insides of Ikumi wrapping around his erect member.


    Her walls were filled with soft, silky bumps that squished around his glans, increasing the pressure of the hot love juices around his cock, squelching as she began to slowly gyrate her hips, pushing herself onto his long shaft until her warm buttocks slapped his pelvis.


    "Master, please lick my pussy." Marimo''s soft petals were drooling with a thick thread of her honey as she grasped her tits and began to tease her nipples, calling Lancelot''s name under her breath while pushing her hips against his nose and chin.


    "Fuck... so tight."


    "Haa.... darling~ your cock is buried into my womb, hehe." Ikumi''s hot insides squeezed him tight, wringing his stiff rod as if to tenderise it with her hot churning honey.


    "Nnnn.... don''t forget me."


    Marimo''s warm petals folded back as her smooth slit began to smear her slimy juices along his face before she grasped his head and began to fuck his face the moment his tongue flicked along her slit, teasing her erect clit.


    "Mmm yeah~ Master... your tongue is so thick and long. Please make me cum again."


    Her hips bounced up and down while Lancelot grasped Ikumi''s hips, thrusting into her slippery insides, spreading her open, his long, thick cock pushing against her womb and g spot as her knees trembled and shook, her little asshole tightening to make her insides tighter to make him gasp in pleasure.


    "Hmmmm! Darling, your cock is slamming into me ~ Nnngh!" Ikumi moaned, grasping the bed.


    She leaned above his dick to avoid him toying with her womb, moving her hips rapidly with a shallow penetration as his wide glans pleasure her shallow entrance, causing his curved tip to kiss her g-spot even easier.


    Her vision flashed white, her thighs trembling as she began gasping like a bitch.


    "Haa...hmmm.... it''s so good... Your cock is toying with my pussy... Ikumi is going to cum!"


    "Nnnn, don''t focus on her young cunt... pleasure Mommy''s pussy with your tongue Master!"


    Marimo demanded, gasping and groaning as she held Lancelot''s face, her large tits dangling in his vision while her wet, hot, and slimy entrance squelched and smacked his chin, her scent and taste driving him crazy as his tongue entered her quivering, silky depths, her thighs and buttocks squeezing his face, the soft plump skin muffling his voice as she increased the pace of her grinding hips.


    "Ahhh.... Masteer~ Ikumi is cumming, Cummminnnghhh!"


    His balls tightened as he felt the tight insides of Ikumi spasming, her juices spraying around his thick, hard member and dripping along his thigh, causing her to whine and cry out, her face twisted in pleasure.


    "Not fair."


    Marimo pouted, pulling Lancelot''s mouth from her pussy, a string of her love juices connecting them.


    "You made Ikumi feel too good."


    "Hmmmm... Master''s cock is the best."


    Ikumi lay beside him, her face flushed and her eyes glazed, enjoying his hand gently rubbing her pussy, as she let the waves of pleasure flood her body and closed her eyes.


    "It''s my turn now~ get ready, Lancelot. Mommy is going to fuck you silly."


    "You love talking big, Marimo. My cock is going to destroy you again."


    "Heh, sure." Her lips curved into a smile as she lifted her hips, not even looking before her huge ass slapped down, swallowing his cock in one movement, his thick glans penetrating straight into her womb; closing her eyes, she leaned back with a whimper.


    "Ahh... I wanted this cock so bad!"


    Her hips began to bounce up and down, shaking and jiggling while Lancelot grasped her breasts, pulling and teasing her nipples, enjoying the feeling of her heavy, dropping tits that jiggled each time her fleshy ass slapped against his thighs with a loud, stick clap as she slammed down and gyrated her hips.


    Marimo moaned while enjoying his warm tip, kissing her womb, her inner walls clenching his shaft.


    "Your cock is throbbing from my pussy, master. Are you going to spurt in your mother''s pussy?"


    "Who is the one cumming? Your insides are convulsing and trembling each time my cock slides in and out of your tight, slimy cunt."


    Lancelot whispered, kissing her ears while his hands played with her huge tits, causing Marimo to nod, smiling as her huge ass bounced. Her eyes closed tight as her legs trembled, slapping down faster, galloping like a horse as her ass jiggled and wobbled from the force of his hips lifting to meet her.


    "Hmmm... fucker.... your cock is just too naughty... teasing my g-spot and womb...!"


    Her pussy dripped her hot love juices down their connection, smearing his shaft, making it gooey and slimy, pooling along his stomach, with her stomach twisting and her vision flashing white as she groaned, unable to stop her insides tightening and more honey bubbling from her entrance as she denied reaching climax... the pleasure she wanted to drown in it!


    "Heh... little hare, you just came. Your little pussy is sucking on my cock like a desperate bitch seeking my seed."


    "Nnnn....no....I.....Never...!!! Haa.....stop... it''s sensitive... Mmmm!"


    Marimo whined, her insides spasming as her eyes rolled back, unable to resist Lancelot''s cock toying with her insides, making her feel waves of pleasure only amplified by his hands playing with her huge, elastic breasts, pulling on her nipples until swollen, now tingling as he squeezed them, enjoying the erotic feeling.


    "Masteeeerrrrr~ It''s good....I can''t hold back!" Marimo''s iron will seemed to have broken down as she switched to her submissive state.


    "Please cum in my pussy... I need your cock!"


    "Heh, why is your pussy getting tighter all of a sudden!?" Lancelot groaned, unable to resist the soft, creamy, and squishy folds massaging his glans.


    "Master''s cock is the best. My pussy can''t help but suck and swallow his cock eagerly, desperate for his sticky, hot juices that will fill my womb and make me a mother!"


    Marimo''s lewd and submissive words caused his cock to throb, her insides trembling as she smiled.


    "Master is going to cum because of Mommy''s lewd words, hehe."


    Lancelot held her hips, stopping her movements; the sight of her huge, bouncing, and plump buttocks had already caused him to tremble, his cock throbbing inside her tight, silky, and hot folds, pressing against her womb.


    "Mommy is going to breed your cock, Lancelot. Let my pussy squeeze every drop of cum and have your babies."


    "Ugh... Shut up, hare!"


    "Nnnn. Make mommy''s pussy cum... cum together with Mommy." Marimo''s mind had already broken. She only desired his hot, sticky baby batter and his cock.


    "Fine...." Lancelot groaned, lifting her hips, slamming her down against his member and pulling her soft ass cheeks apart, her anus tightening, causing her to whine as her huge and soft buttocks bounced, making a loud, sticking, and clapping sound that filled the room.


    "I''m cumming." Lancelot groaned, unable to control the building heat in his loins, his member throbbing and her insides milking his cock, her soft, wet and silky folds spasming and wringing his cock, the walls pressing against him as her insides grew hotter and hotter, her moans growing louder and higher-pitched.


    "Cumming.... Nnn Hhh!!" Marimo moaned, her eyes rolling back, her mind blank as her legs trembled and her feet curled, the pleasure flooding her body and filling her brain with warmth.


    His cock seemed to burst inside her womb as the first jet of his hot, thick, and sticky sperm spurted against her soft walls, painting her insides white with his thick semen, her stomach churning and twisting, unable to stop herself cumming, and insides milking his cock as he groaned, unable to escape the erotic and tight folds, her pussy greedily and desperately sucking every drop of his seed into her womb.


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    Marimo giggled, her tongue licking her lips, her insides clinging to his cock, not letting his long, thick member pull out, the small bumps on the insides of her pussy now swollen as if to lock the male in place the moment he began to orgasm... he could only shudder, as he continued spurting shots as if broken.


    "Nnnnph~ more hot seed... such a bad boy."


    Marimo licked her lips, enjoying the feeling of his seed flooding her fertile womb, his long, hard, and thick member pressed against the roof of her insides, now coated white as her convulsing tunnel churned and twisted, welcoming each new load of sperm.


    "I will have many children."


    Marimo sighed, lying against his chest, Lancelot''s thick cock still buried deep into her pussy as the pair relaxed...


    "You can have whatever you want; I love you."


    "Nnn~ me too Lancelot."


    It wouldn''t be long before Ikumi recovered... and then the night would continue, as the average mating session for a fros hare was seven hours.


    Yet Lancelot felt refreshed, and his bond with Ikumi and Marimo suddenly improved greatly.

 Chapter 189 - 30: Night Attack?

    As the trio rested together, a sudden loud ringing, like the warning bells of attack, jangled through the town.


    Amid the gloomy morning, when all were asleep soundly as the morning dew covered the icy blue grass, the enemy chose to attack.


    "Wake up!"


    "Hurry to the walls!"


    Countless soft voices of the fairies and snow elves chanted while Lancelot was still holding the soft body of Ikumi, her arms wrapped around his back as they wrestled against the shower walls, almost breaking the stone walls with each thrust.


    "Mmmm...Ahh....Lancelot~ More...!"


    ''There seems to be a loud sound outside...'' He thought, speeding up his hips and bringing their morning dance to a hasty end.


    The lovely cries of the white hare echoed louder than the fairies outside singing of intruders, with many who passed his room blushed and shy as Milvar took the lead and readied the walls for battle.


    Marimo shook her head as she dried her hair, tying it into tight buns, having finished half an hour earlier with her clean fur and smooth skin, wearing a black combat outfit made from monster hide and leather able to withstand monsters below 200 strength.


    "Those two... Master, you make me jealous of Ikumi..." Marimo pouted, watching Lancelot leave the shower with a proud face as his naked body dripped on the floor before a black flame fluttered around his body.


    "It seems we''re under attack... It''s a shame; I wanted more fun with you both."


    "Hmph... Master, it hurts. Maybe tomorrow..." Marimo blushed. Her walking was fine, but her feet were slightly swollen and sore from the intense night. After a long silence, she kissed his cheek and dashed out first, leaving Lancelot alone.


    "Seems like I overdid it..."


    As if to confirm his words, Ikumi''s pale body, trembling and limping towards the room dripping wet, as she looked at him with dreamy eyes as if eager to jump on him for another round, instead with a pout began to wear her tight black bodysuit, then the leather and hide armour in silver and white which all her unit wore.


    "Darling, I wish we could have kept going for another three or four shots. My insides are still full of your hot milk, hehe. I can feel it inside me," Ikumi smirked, kissing his lips and swaying out of the room, with Lancelot following behind.


    The cold wind and bright sunlight hit Lancelot''s face, and his pupils shrank from the sudden dull sunlight after the night.


    "How many have attacked?"


    He asked a nearby fairy; they could instantly transfer information between those of the same race, as the cute green-haired fairy with wavy hair answered him.


    "The east flank knights and west flank monsters have attacked under nightfall and taken the guard posts outside the walls."


    "Did the traps activate?"


    Lancelot frowned, arriving at the wall where the troops were already gathered, with his units standing ready, including Milvar, Marimo, Guinevere and the twin succubi. Before they headed to each wall, it seemed Milvar wanted to have a battle conference and began to split different troops to face the enemies at hand.


    "I believe we should have the succubi mostly formed on the western walls against those strange ghosts, as our magic, which deals soul damage, is more effective on monsters like that," Lusia smiled.


    She wore black glasses and a robe that covered her lewd succubus raiment.


    Milvar nodded, standing on the tower of the walls and gazing towards the North gate as a large male twisted into an abomination and stood in a line of monsters. The knights, dressed in black armour, held a large war-axe.


    "The central flank is yet to make a move, so we will keep the brunt of the oni here, sending five thousand to the eastern gate with several of the frost hares and snow elves. Faries will be equally dispatched along all three gates with two dedicated in each group to communications."


    "What about us?" Lancelot asked, unsure what role his team would play.


    Milvar looked towards Lancelot, "We will form the reserve group and dispatch them to where the battle seems most strenuous."


    "Understood." Lancelot nodded.


    "Good, you will also join the western front; we seem to be missing a white rabbit... whose pleasant moans and howls filled the night... Where is your little Ikumi?" Milvar smirked, causing Lancelot to avert his gaze.


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    "I hope so, or we must replace her with another frost hare." Marimo clenched her hands, staring at the enemy with an angry look.


    The twin succubi, Guinevere and Lancelot, exchanged looks before they were split apart, with Ikumi and Marimo on the eastern wall, Milvar and Guinevere on the north wall, while the twin succubi and Lancelot would take the west gate, with Lancelot being a flexible unit.


    ''I will let Milvar and the girls take command this time; sometimes, I can just focus on battle.''


    "Enemies approaching the wall, brace the gates and prepare for battle!" A soft, cute voice rang across the entire wall, with Lancelot looking around; it was the cute elf girl, Snow Elf, with short purple hair and a short white dress.


    "Impressive voice." He whispered, staring at the purple-haired Snow Elf, her ears twitching and cheeks flushed as if his compliment made her nervous.


    His body rushed to the western wall; seeing the north gate was fine, Ikumi passed him by while holding a huge axe and leapt onto the wall as she finally showed up with over fifty other hares in the same armour as she did.


    ''At least she made it in the end.'' Lancelot sighed with relief before turning his attention to the western wall, hearing the loud banging and crashing against the wooden gates.


    "They are coming!"


    "Brace the gate!"


    The fairies cried out, floating above the wall, wearing pink and white robes while holding small staffs that glowed brightly in the early morning as a shield appeared above the wall and gate, blocking the attacks of the monsters, which consisted of strange twisted undead monsters that were a strange humanoid shape...


    created with several human corpses mushed together and several floating wraiths watching the combat from a safe distance.


    ''Undead... Soul damage works well here.''


    Lancelot grinned, holding his elbow with his right arm, magic starting to build up inside his left arm, glowing with a dark flame before firing towards the mutant abominations; as his sides, all the succubi did the same motion but with both hands, while flying in the air, black flames pouring from their palms like water.


    Bang!!


    Each black flame crashed into the monsters, piercing the shields and hitting their weak bodies, exploding on impact as they flew back, groaning as their flesh melted and souls were damaged. The undead didn''t show pain before fading away into nothingness as another wave approached, seemingly endless.


    "Why does it always come down to a war of attrition with the damn undead?" Lancelot sighed, casting another fireball and looking focused even as it exploded on impact.


    "Careful, the wraiths cast a dark barrage of necromancer magic!" Lusia warned, pointing to the wraith commanders in black robes, holding a large scythe and casting a strange black magic circle in the sky.


    ''Dark barrage... huh... I haven''t seen that spell.'' Lancelot grasped the handle of Caladbolg, gently stroking the black leather as it was comfortable.


    ''Help me absorb their power, Kara!''


    ¡ªYes, yes, lover boy~ having sex all night, now you want me to fight without my beauty sleep!


    Caladbolg seemed to resonate as dark magic circles appeared behind Lancelot. Kara appeared behind him in her transparent form, her white hair covering her face. She cast the defensive barrier spell, absorbing the wraith''s attack.


    BOOM!!!


    Black beams fell from the sky, crashing into the barriers, causing them to tremble as Kara struggled to maintain the defence, gritting her teeth and concentrating until the barrage ended.


    ''That spell packs quite a punch,'' Lancelot sighed, raising Caladbolg in the air. He then rushed forward, using a dash, and appeared before a wraith captain. He swung down with his sword and cut its scythe in half.


    Kara giggled, floating behind him as she used shadow strike to attack with the same attack with a mirage of Caladbolg disappearing and reappearing behind the wraith as it faded away, dying instantly while Lancelot faced the next wraith with a smirk, his brow a little wet from the sheer volume of dark magic in that volley...


    ''Kara return to the sword... let''s fight together.''


    ¡ªOkie~


    Lancelot swung Caladbolg, launching several shadow strikes as Kara appeared behind each wraith, attacking them from behind as they turned into smoke, unable to defend against her mirages. With his overwhelming strength and mana capacity, the battlefield seemed easy for him.


    But then, a heavy atmosphere filled the western flank as five powerful wraith-like creatures flew close at high speed like arrows from a bow.


    The moment they appeared, a barrage of dark energy collided with various parts of the wall, damaging and injuring several of the succubi before Lancelot could even activate the ability of Caladbolg.


    "So here are the real players... damn."

 Chapter 190 - 31 - Wraith Lords Assault

    ? Lancelot POV


    The walls shook, causing many troops to become unbalanced, almost falling to stray shots, but the main issue was the undead troops had gained momentum and time to slowly push their ramming tools and siege ladders close to the wall as they began to swing up faster than they were knocked down.


    "Lusia! Vellan! Get the Succubi to focus on the undead, slow their ascent up the walls!"


    Lancelot''s voice covered the entire western wall as he flickered with flames; like a burning furnace, countless fireballs began to form around his body.


    Each ball around the size of a basketball shot with a loud booming crack followed by a heavy aftershock that vibrated the air, almost deafening the sensitive ears of many troops.


    The blast from his fireballs raining down on the wraiths caused them to burn into cinders within seconds, but the moment he killed one, two appeared, and then two became four...


    ''They are increasing in number!?''


    "Fuck!"


    Holding both hands out, he felt a tense pull from within as he began to continuously cast fireballs, the balls causing a huge torrent of flames to fill the skies.


    Like the heavens opening, Lancelot continued this non-stop barrage as the Succubi under his command screeched loudly as the fire he fired created a safe perimeter above their side of the wall.


    ''Why is everything so hard!?''


    Tearing his eyes away from the spectacle for just a second, Lancelot was alarmed at the undead army still climbing, some even making it near the top.


    "Haa...ha...."


    After lowering his arms, Lancelot''s pupils widened as he became confused... The sky was now filled with hundreds of wraiths...


    They all began to pulsate with heavy magic waves, pointing their fingers down... a barrage of shadow beams shot towards him.


    This wasn''t logical!


    There was no logic!


    What would happen if every Wraith around the fortress directed their ranged attack straight at him? Would it cause him harm?!


    "SHIT!!!"


    His doubts were answered. Lancelot hurriedly pulled Caladbolg from his back and sliced the sky.


    A huge black arc tore apart the skies, devouring all the beams.


    Her beautiful black blade and red gems had absorbed the beams easily, but the increase in wraiths had Lancelot stumped as he fled back and stood in line with the succubi, taking a breather.


    "Succubi, switch to attacking only; I will defend you with the frost hares and elves!"


    "Lusia, do you have any idea what''s going on?"


    Lancelot switched to a supportive role to recover his ether at his wit''s end.


    ***


    ? Ikumi POV


    Meanwhile, on the eastern front.


    Ikumi''s body, like a raging storm, was spiralling in the air, her sharp heels crushing the heads of more than ten zombies with her brutal Frost Hare martial arts, twisting her hips to increase her speed.


    She finished her attack and landed with a thud in the centre of the frozen wasteland.


    Without a break, her left hand swiped across the sky, creating seven ice lances that tore through the sky with loud howls, penetrating the heads of another set of undead, her special units copying her as hundreds of sharp lances penetrated the undead knight''s lines.


    "Pull back, Ice Balls!" Ikumi Cried out as her right hand pointed forward, glowing with a blue swirl as she snapped her fingertips.


    The next moment, led by her basketball-sized Ice Ball, hundreds of slightly smaller ones followed before slowly arcing into the back line of the enemy forces...


    A moment later, sounds of explosions followed by thousands of sharp ice spikes shot from the exploded balls.


    ''Hmm... This should kill the slower forces. While the stronger ones would be busy running my way,'' Ikumi thought.


    She was not disheartened or weary that her constant fighting was tiring her soldiers or herself. Instead, Ikumi held her palm face-up.


    "Back to the wall."


    Before her mana stores could get low, Ikumi stopped her offensive and used teleportation skills to move herself and her troops back to the wall. The distance was quite high, leading to several teleports. Now, with a slight exhaustion, she took a hiatus.


    "Haa...Ha.....Haa... Marimo, buy me some time."Ikumi''s voice was seductive and mature, unlike her high-pitched cute voice during normal times.


    "No problem, Captain." Marimo''s gentle voice sounded as the five thousand Oni troops and just under a thousand frost hares stood firm with their shield wall and spears ready for the enemy.


    "Archers, crush their backline, aim for their head or use arcane magic with your archery to kill them!"


    Marimo stepped onto the wall, her head only just matching the seasoned Oni troops, but they didn''t look down on her, as she was flowing with a fierce and commanding aura, much like their second in command, Milvar.


    Short and feisty.


    ****


    The battle of the eastern wall was one-sided. The magical arrows of the elves easily devoured the undead weak archer units that could barely reach the top of the walls...


    Suddenly, Ikumi, who had joined the melee again, felt danger as her eyes widened.


    A short blonde woman who wasn''t very decayed shot across her chest and slashed her shoulder and neck, almost decapitating Ikumi.


    Ikumi was shocked at how fast she could move, watching the female assassin''s deadly assault, dodging and rolling from the flurry of slashes until an opening formed as she pushed off the ground with both legs, her tight muscles expanding and bulging with veins.


    Then she shot out, like a snake striking a mouse, her legs and body swinging slightly as both her feet smashed into the female assassin with a Tomahawk dropkick.


    "Haa...haa..... What the!?"


    Although the knight was sent flying through the air, rolling in the dirt and rocks several times, the next moment, the sky was filled with a rain of undead arrows that cascaded down towards Ikumi, who could only watch with narrowed eyes and dilated pupils.


    ***


    ? Lancelot POV


    Lancelot managed to calm himself, watching the sky filled with nearly a thousand wraiths, but his bare body could take their bolts...


    He had a hunch but didn''t want to act on it without a confident mind.


    "Brother! The bad guy''s beams only sting a little now; earlier, it hurt so bad I almost cried!" Vellan complained as she landed beside him, her sexy blue breast pressed against his arm as she used him to recover.


    "Nnn... I am sore, sorry, brother."


    There was no doubt in his heart as her skin was covered in spell burns from the wraiths and several bloody sword wounds that were healing at a slow rate.


    "Succubi!"


    His loud shout caused every succubus to pull back, staring at him before lowering around him on their knee.


    "Master!"


    "Lord!"


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    "What orders!?"


    He looked at the beautiful woman, slowly stepping forward as once again a beautiful swirl of shadow magic wrapped around his body; the first time he tried to match their spell... but being an incubus, it worked!


    "All of you begin casting your spells, but hold it! Only release when I give the signal!"


    Looking up to the Wraiths, who didn''t dare to descend into his area, his white hair fell, covering his eyes.


    "Prepare yourself, girls..." Lancelot spoke softly.


    Then, his entire body was enveloped, not in flame or a hurricane of fire or water.


    No.... Lancelot was enveloped within a tornado of darkness, his smile filled with excitement...


    Following him, every succubus performed the same; some were a little smaller or more vibrant others nearly collapsed from the huge drain of Ether only to feel their body filled with excess Ether from Lancelot as he began to act as a battery for those too weak.


    "Snow Elves, Frost Hares. Protect the succubi!" Lancelot Cried, with a grim determination lining his words.


    Closing his eyes, he felt the buildup of magic finally reaching a territorial level of spell.


    "RELEASE THE DARK WAVE!"


    The moment Lancelot released the command, an ear-tearing, world-shaking boom caused every Undead, living being, and monster to look their way for miles!


    Which was followed by the sight of many small, extremely weak Dark Tornadoes, with three succubus forming a single mini-dark twister.


    "Wait.... That''s it!? Are we not supposed to win now!?"Vellan felt downcast and confused, the few Succubus elders feeling the same.


    Until all five hundred succubus released their spells, forming a dark tsunami of tornadoes that shot towards the sky like a black tide of death and destruction, most dropped to their knees and breathed heavily before the sky was rendered open.


    This was far more potent than Lancelot''s use of Shadow Wave, forming not 72 Twisters but thousands as their tornadoes rushed into the Wraiths, their spell transforming into a rain of pure Dark Spears, exploding out, killing thousands, sending the remainder fleeing for their lives or falling lifeless from the sky in flames, or destroyed bones.


    "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAWAWAWAWAWA!!!"


    In a wail, a foreboding sound of a human-like scream sounded... as a single figure began to walk through the dark mist that began to clear.


    And there, the former human lord who became a wraith hovered before them in his regal attire, wearing a broken crown.


    "Well done, a knight named Lancelot. Now enjoy a taste of my true power."


    Dark magic begins to surge around his fingertip briefly before a sudden blast of eldritch energy shoots towards Lancelot.


    He lifted his sword, Caladbolg!


    ¡ªMy beloved master, I cannot block that spell level at my current state!!!! DODGE!


    Caladbolg screamed out; before Lancelot could react, a lovely blue body blocked his view, as the black and green beam of energy that made the very air crackle with death shot through her body... the blue succubus Vellan blocked the attack with her body and flung off the wall...


    "Ah.... my sneak attack failed....but it killed one of your little sluts, haha."


    "Sluts...? These women are my beloved Concubines!"


    He had made this promise to Morgana that the succubi that were born would help them survive with his ether and accepted many of them into his harem before knowing it.


    Thus, these 500 succubi were special, and that insult blew his cool.


    Stepping forward, his hand gripped Kara tighter, wanting to crush the Wraith Lord more than ever.


    This had become more than a battle for defence; to Lancelot, it was now a battle of annihilation.


    ''Caladbolg, we''re going to hunt some ghouls.''


    ¡ªYes! My Master!


    Splitting Caladbolg into dual blades and expanding his wings with a powerful flap of his six wings, he shot into the sky faster than the eldritch bolt, with his body becoming more demonic with each yard travelled as he called out to his troops.


    "Leave None Alive!"


    The moment his words sounded... It was like every Succubus and Frost Hare went berserk... ripping and tearing apart the corpses on the wall, diving down to slaughter them in a brutal rage of anger and passion.


    All to serve their king.

 Chapter 191 - 32: The Final Puzzle Piece Slots Into Place

    In Lancelot''s head, the act of war must have been glorified as he rushed through this dirty battlefield where rotten blood, putrid flesh and guts were flying around, his blades tearing enemies into cloudy black paste while chasing down the Wraith Lord in the sky.


    While protecting the wall was easy enough, and defending the western walls was easy.


    As soon as the battle turned towards offence, everything changed drastically.


    The troops were locked in a brutal and unforgiving melee where, despite crushing the undead, they would slowly amass wounds that increased with every few battles as the seemingly infinite undead assaulted them.


    "Damn coward!" Lancelot''s body spiralled through the sky, his body like a spinning top, with both blades tearing the necks of more than a dozen zombies as, once again, the Wraith Lord''s body turned ethereal and flew away from combat.


    "Is this all you have, Lancelot of Camelot? Do you know the benefits of being undead?" The Wrath Lord chuckled before his body vanished; the next moment, a huge black scythe sliced through the area before Lancelot, forcing him to block with both blades of Caladbolg in a cross, sparks and black corruption spraying over his body.


    Then, a voice from behind him, despite blocking the scythe, the lord was invisible, "We have limitless stamina, but the living tire!"


    ''He''s toying with me!''


    "SHIELDS!!!! FOR THE ASSAULT ON YOUR RIGHT!"


    Lancelot''s thought process was disturbed the moment an elder Frost Hare sounded, a wall of shields and frost hares fighting back, struggling as a unit was being pushed hard by a large regiment of Skeleton Knights with higher weapons and battle skills.


    ''How long has it been?'' Lancelot watched from the corner of his eye as two Frost Hares were cut across their chests before being kicked off the wall... his heart thumping as the Scythe sliced through him in the same location... dropping his guard as if to punish himself.


    "Ah... I see, but you aren''t the only one with stamina close to endless..."


    Like in the past, he didn''t want to use this form. Rather, he knew if he used this form here and now, that was it forever... he would never be able to return... the balance in his bloodlines would be broken, and a change would happen.


    ''A little change, or lose more of those lovely girls who do everything for me? Haha....''


    "Hahahaha! Kara, let''s have some fun."


    His human bloodline was surging with the desire to fight.


    His demon bloodline was brimming with anger and chaotic urges.


    His dragon bloodline was filled with pride and the desire to crush these foul monsters.


    His final bloodline... Finally accepted the others to crush these unholy monsters.


    "What is this nonsense!? Why is your power... and essence changing like an unstable bomb!" The Wraith Lord began a reckless attack, as the four bloodlines in Lancelot''s body began to rage inside him as if vying for domination.


    "Me? I am just your average Demon King, you know?"


    The moment Lancelot answered with his lighthearted and gentle tone... the entire western battlefield exploded, covered in his enveloping and heavy aura... for a moment, it covered the entire region, causing a certain existence to stir in the depths.


    ****


    ? Ikumi POV


    Meanwhile, in the eastern battlefield, a huge dome of ice protected the entire army on the walls, with more than fifty frost hares all casting the defensive spell Ice Wall to protect both Ikumi and their army as more than two thousand arrows hit the ice, piercing, chipping and slowly destroying it.


    Although their morale was high, she worried that soon the casualties would increase, before piling high... Ikumi still stood firm.


    She thrust between the ice gaps with her spears, launching them like javelins and catching any archer skeletons within her striking range...


    "GRAAHGEEAAA!" A roar sounded as two skeleton knights held ladders and burst through the wall, several archers shooting the elves before they swung their swords at Marimo and the Oni soldiers.


    "Stand your ground, sister Marimo!" Ikumi roared with strength as, from behind the walls, five frost hares rushed up.


    Three swung their longswords down, one girl on the left chopping a knight''s leg while another slammed an axe into its other, removing it before shoving a spear through its skull as another jumped and pierced her right leg through the spine, destroying its body.


    As for the fifth Frost Hare... she tossed three icebolts towards the enemy, causing havoc as her ice shards began to break their brittle bones.


    "My Squad, with me!" Ikumi''s voice was deep, empowering, nothing like her soft and gentle voice with Lancelot as she stood up tall; the ice wall would soon break as the knight she kicked now walked back with a twisted right arm, seeming to not care about pain...


    After all, she was undead!


    "Attack!!!!"


    Raising her right hand, she clutched a mana stone in her hand, pressing her lips, kissing the beautiful pea-sized purple and icy orb, causing it to implode into a hail of black acidic spikes that destroyed the ice wall.


    In retaliation, Marimo''s wave of elven archers nocked their bows and sent their pure ice arrows crashing through the eyes of all skeletons around her position.


    The battle was chaotic as the fifty Frost Hares fought the Skeleton knights to keep them away from their Captain. Ikumi faced the strangely beautiful female knight, who took off her helmet, and heavier armour, now wearing only leather and cloth garments with two blades attached to her forearms.


    "Tsk!" Ikumi clicked her tongue as the woman vanished, but this time Ikumi didn''t panic; she stepped back with her right leg, slowly in an arc before shooting forward with a powerful snapping roundhouse kick that slammed into the abdomen of the Knight Lady.


    Who had attacked with two short blades, slicing the cheeks of Ikumi slightly before her fists began to smash forward like meteors, impacting the unarmoured knight Lady''s chest?


    Followed by Ikumi leaping and, with her right palm, her tight muscles clenching, pushing the skeleton back... Her icy blue fist struck like a frozen mountain before following up and throwing a barrage of heavy kicks, similar to Lancelot''s Blade dance. Instead, Ikumi used her legs like beautiful blunt longswords, which she called Frost Hare mixed martial arts.


    Her blows were relentless, hitting the opponent squarely in the legs and torso and finally crushing the Undead sword arms.


    "Haa.... Ha.a....." Ikumi was tired... each time she landed a blow, the damn knight retaliated, biting, slashing, gnawing at her before she performed one last leap, rolling forwards like a rapidly spinning saw blade...


    Then, with a powerful spike kick with her left foot smashed the face of the lady Knight into bits before performing a magnificent and twirling backwards axel kick... destroying the upper torso and finally sending her defeated opponent to rest.


    ''I''m exhausted, my Ether is drained, and my muscles are too tired... how does my husband... deal with all that magic so easily?...'' Ikumi began to stagger, picking up her weakened or injured troops and retreating through teleportation magic that completely emptied her body, as she fell against the wall, looking pale.


    "Captain, the east has dealt the final blow!!" Marimo shouted with triumph, her arm soaked in black blood with something that seemed to be a shield now bent into a deadly spike...


    "Marimo, you are in command here now. Let me rest; the enemy''s leader is down. Hehe..."


    The next moment... it was like the entire city-sized town exploded... something heavy from the west enveloped and pushed everyone down with its density and weight... sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The Ether of the person was so dense it felt like it existed as a solid object...


    "Lancelot?" Ikumi and Marimo muttered as the zombies on the wall were devoured... bones, rotten organs... all of it was devoured by the black... heavy Ether.


    ****


    Milvar stood at the north wall and watched as her troops crushed the makeshift warriors and knights. Her weapon was dirty with black mess as she led the assault directly.


    "Hmmm? It seems... That Another Demon King will be born today."


    Milvar was filled with nostalgia for this aura... reminded her of a hopeless battle with Rena in the distant past, where a huge desire to fight suddenly filled her and the Oni troops.


    In fact... the same happened...


    Those who fought on that fateful day when Rena surpassed her fate. Evolving into a Demon Queen while fighting a neighbouring Demon King, letting her survive and crush the Male Oni Demon King like a bug.


    "Our Lord has evolved!"


    "Our Queen''s Husband is Superior!"


    "Fight! Fight Fight!"


    On all fronts, the Oni females become enraged and filled with vigour; no longer winded and ignoring wounds, they began to crush and destroy the enemy, all fuelled by the heavy, dark Ether that surpassed even their Queen''s awakening!


    "Crush the enemy!"


    "Devour their Ether!"


    So many women felt a sense of power and bloodthirst never felt before; they wanted to show their skills, power and beauty to their new King!


    From then until night, no skeletons reached the walls ever again as Lancelot devoured everything but not his allies...


    His Ether washed over the Succubi, Frost Hares, Snow Elves, Fairies and Oni, all creatures, healing those that had fallen and feeding their bodies enough energy and Ether to revive and continue battling with tremendous prowess...


    Unlike normal, where only a single type would be empowered... Lancelot''s power affected everyone who was his ally.


    A power that would surely make him a target as the war intensified.


    However, the Western wall... was shrouded in darkness that even Milvar could not see through.

 Chapter 192 - 33: Demon King Is A State Of Existence! Not A Title.

    ''I always thought they were called Demon Lords, Kings and Emperors just because of their attributes or the size of their army.''


    ''However, at that moment, I realised... It was neither an empty title nor a name given to boost a person''s ego... It was an actual state of existence...'' - King Lancelot of Camelot, 2024


    ***


    The Wraith Lord was stunned looking at the handsome male who should have been a lesser demon with human blood at most! His eyes glared at Lancelot filling with anger, jealousy and contempt.


    "You...! What is that form!"


    "This is who I am." Lancelot''s deep, distorted voice sounded a feeling of overwhelming pride and arrogance, confident in his strength, power and abilities.


    Holding Caladbolg, who became unusually quiet in her dual sword form, both gemstones on her pommels glowing brilliant red as if the amount of Ether filling her body was enough to satiate her in seconds completely.


    "I must thank you, former King of a rotten kingdom." Lancelot''s eyes narrowed, a smirk on his devilish face revealing four sharp fangs.


    "Thank me!?" The wraith lord''s hands trembled the sky filling with hundreds of wraiths and images of demons all casting magic towards Lancelot.


    The women behind him were about to rush to save him... only for a gentle force to push them back... like a man''s soft hands guiding his lover.


    Lancelot looked back at them momentarily, and they all heard, "Don''t worry, just stand there and be cute and watch your king work his magic."


    He was sure he reached this point the moment he accepted Caladbolg... but now, able to feel all his bloodlines surging through his veins as if free and unfettered, Lancelot realised that he was only half-baked, half awakened... sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''Like always, really, haha. A master swordsman with a weak body...''


    The gathering of dark blasts of Eldritch power began to form huge balls in the sky before the Wraith Lord finally lowered his arm as hundreds of black and green rays of darkness shot towards Lancelot.


    The sound of their descent was a low crack, followed by the sound of a tsunami of negative energy.


    "Well... Shall I use a classic in this form?" Lancelot muttered to himself, lowering his waist, cracking his back and twisting his body, the stance he used from the moment he was reborn.


    A simple Whirlwind slash... but now his heavy ether was like a tangible wall of magic forming two dense streams along each blade.


    Stepping off the ground, his body began to twirl like a spinning top, the loud whistle and howl of his blades echoing as the black ether started to create a hurricane of flames shooting towards the hundred eldritch blasts.


    Clang


    Pummell


    Thunk


    Metallic sounds vibrated the ears as he destroyed every blast of eldritch poison in one continuous and fast-moving hurricane rotation... His Black ether coated him... creating a thin shadow layer that made him faster and more precise with his swordsmanship...


    "Now Caladbolg... We must give our friend an equally large greeting!"


    ¡ªYes Lancelot!! Let us Kill This Trash!!!


    ''Manners! You shouldn''t insult the deceased, or else they might get mad and have revenge,'' Lancelot smirked playfully despite his draconic personality taking charge.


    Caladbolg fused into one huge greatsword as he lifted, turning his blade counterclockwise, standing like a whirlwind. Then, holding her middle, he raised his arms before slowly lowering and pushing off the air...


    Black Ether formed before Caladbolg''s blade before her tip sliced open a small hole.


    With the world going silent.


    Like the silent revolution, the Earth trembles.


    Following him, hundreds of Succubi raised and slammed their hands on the ground as hundreds of dark spikes were formed.


    The blackness around Lancelot''s blade turned to a tornado of red flame and white icy fire swirling in a concoction of mixed and dark flames before a furious roar escaped his lips.


    "Tyr, Tiamat! Give our guest a Dragon''s Welcome!"


    A loud howl and terrifying roar tore apart space and time... before the hundreds of spikes shot towards the wraith; their speed was twice as quick as a dragon''s, filling the night with three colours of mixed magic before Lancelot''s Black spiral spear cracked the earth beneath him, sinking him several inches into the now unstable floor...


    One by one, a terrifying crack tore through the land... like a huge plate split apart a 50-metre-long opening, ripping the ground apart as black lava mixed with golden veins rose like magma, causing the area near Lancelot''s troops to turn hot and dangerous, a river of lava and golden streaks poured from the ocean and created a demonic view and landscape for a hundred metres...


    ''Whoops... too deep and powerful...''


    A heavy wind exploded, ripping the remaining undead apart and smashing them into clouds of rotten mess as the wave of pure Eldritch blast, lava and chaos covered the western side for a hundred miles.


    But that wasn''t the only horrifying thing happening; a tremendous gravitational force erupted above and below as two gigantic dragons appeared, one feral with scarlet red scales, her teeth and horns sharp as a burst for scarlet flames swirled in her mouth, the other black... gracious and sleek with very pretty features, apart from the black fireball in her throat.


    Two monstrous Dragons roared and sent shockwaves of mana over Lancelot... before their enormous maws opened.


    "HRAAAAAAAAAW!!!!!!!!!!


    The scarlet-red dragon, Tiamat, launched her flames forward; her entire wave was a spiral of Scarlet and white-gold flames.


    The Black Dragon, Tyr, shot a stream of pure chaotic flames mixed with Dark, Ice, Fire and Lightning; her body glowed with a jet black light and an intense black pressure relishing in Lancelot''s ether.


    Luckily for his succubi and troops. The dragons were massive; thus, their streams aimed in a different direction...


    Thousands of Skeletons, zombies and all the illusions he cast were caught in the torrent; tens of thousands became a shower of rotten blood, burnt and purified, their corpses turned to dust before the black and red streams of endless destruction and death carried into the horizon, destroying the Wraith horde.


    "You bastard! He will never let you win; you have revealed your true colours! Do you think humans will side with you? Mwhahahah!"


    "Suffer like me!" The Wraith Lord''s hand collided with the mixed stream of two dragon breaths, his body burying all the Ether he had left to endure.


    While Lancelot watched with a tired smirk, despite his superior form, fighting with Caladbolg caused his soul and ether reserves to drain his energy considerably...


    "Me? Suffer like you? Ah, no." Lancelot chuckled with a grin.


    He thought all evil beings loved dramatic conversations at the end of a battle as Lancelot approached the Wraith Lord calmly...But now he was exhausted and couldn''t do anything further...


    The burst of magic flames had destroyed his arms... crushed his magic core, and now the Wraith Lord was Withering away...


    ''Damn, I wanted to make him my servant, but it won''t work anymore...'' Lancelot grimaced before slashing the Wraith down the centre, Caladbolg devouring all the Ether and power he had left inside... bones crumbling into dust as Lancelot could swear he saw a smile on the lips of this guy as he vanished.


    The Wraith Lord disappeared; his dying breath was met by Tyr and Tiamat, who had not exhausted their breath despite the wide-scale attack... the moment their target vanished, the scarlet dragon roared while the midnight Black dragon flew up high before their lungs contracted heavily.


    Then, breathing in, their breath mixed once more, turning the mix of chaotic flames into a bright beam before their destructive power landed, incinerating the entire army that assaulted the eastern flank.


    "Those girls surely want some kind of reward later, don''t they..."


    ¡ªI think they went into heat because of your complete form... A Demon...Dragon and Divine King... all at once, and you still didn''t cast away your Human King bloodline... is that where your love of swords comes from, haha... so resolute it fights the other three alone with just a single sword... the sword named Kara~~


    ''Don''t act humble... I know you helped keep my human bloodline in the mix, letting it use your power to keep the others in line...''


    ¡ªMmm.... you should reward me because I know how much you value your life as a human and the swordsmanship you honed in that lifetime.


    "..."


    "If you ever gain a permanent humanoid form, you should be worried."


    ¡ªWhy??


    "Because you say things that make my heart flutter, and I might just have you birth another sword for me."


    ¡ª!!!!


    ¡ªMmm... We shall see about that, Master! Eat these corpses for a speedy recovery and a small blessing.


    Lancelot began laughing softly before he pointed his palm to the huge undead horde, devouring their power, giving a part to those who fought but taking most of it for himself.


    Then, facing the mountains...


    He felt the presence watching him while he just pointed Caladbolg towards it. With a smirk, he rushed to the north gate to support Milvar.


    Now able to maintain this form while controlling his desires, wants and needs. Lancelot had reached a peak that many could never do in their lifetimes.

 Chapter 193 - 34: Kingdom Vanquished - Usurp Land?

    Lancelot stood in the centre of the frozen forest like an ancient monster king, his twisted horns, six wings and body covered in a mixture of white and silver armour formed with dragon, demon and angelic feathers.


    ''The battle is over... and my heart is at peace. Whatever visage I take on.''


    "...I am Lancelot Du Lac!" His voice was soft yet encompassing as the warriors who supported him standing on the wall felt this simple statement was something important to him and felt it resonated in their hearts.


    ¡ªHehe~ these fools don''t know I am the best woman in your heart now!


    ''Be a good girl, Kara, and I''ll polish your body real good tonight.''


    ¡ªEh...Mm... pervert!


    His beautiful black, grey and white wings fluttered in sync as if to answer her cute voice.


    The movement of Ether formed a gentle breeze as his magic aura began to devour and dissolve all the blight, decay and horrid corpses that smelt like rotting garbage.


    ¡ªYou better not forget!


    Someone approached as he restored vitality and beauty to the forest, his golden eyes as if able to see into the distance, creating a charming vision before the six-winged angel knelt before him, a single fist placed on the ground, her other hand across her chest.


    "My Lord, Nuriel comes to swear her allegiance and eternal oath!"


    That''s right.


    How could Seraphim not detect his awakened bloodline''s noble and divine level?


    To the untrained or ignorant, it might seem like an angelic bloodline. Even Lancelot himself wasn''t completely aware of its significance.


    But Nuriel, from the moment she met him, her resistance was due to her trying to ascertain this bloodline''s true nature.


    How could a mere angel''s blood contend with a Dragon or Demon Emperor bloodline?


    No...


    Lancelot Du Lac, no matter how little it might have been... He was the son of a woman blessed by the gods.


    The goddess might have been minor and of a religion not big enough to dominate the world, but she was a goddess nonetheless.


    Then if that goddess saw her champion and chosen daughter of lightning fall to an enemy but upheld the tenet and desires of the goddess no matter the cost, how could there be no benefit to the one who lost everything?


    Her son was given a test.


    Maybe in his first life, he failed, unable to grasp the essence of his power and potential, yet the goddess did not forsake him; instead, how else could he have been reborn even with the help of the fallen Lucifer and betrayed Morgana?


    There had to be a divine who helped the process, or he would never have become so powerful; his body could never have accepted the demon and dragon bloodlines as he managed to.


    After watching him for a lifetime, his pride and ability to fight those vastly superior with his sword.


    The Goddess made a decision: she fused his Divine blood with his human blood.


    Now behold her completed champion.


    A champion not bound by any deity or power because she dissolved those links, burdens and bonds because of her affection towards his mother and the desire of all the gods in their infinite boredom.


    To see something interesting!


    ***


    "You need not swear an oath, Nuriel." His voice was ethereal, like chiming bells in the distance. She felt his golden eyes narrow and focus on her body.


    Then, his smile made her entire existence tremble with rapture. "Become my wife. Support Morgana and Guinevere with your mighty powers."


    "My lord!?"


    Her lovely face turned red as she started to stutter.


    Only now that she felt him truly above her did she show such honest and adorable reactions so simply.


    Lancelot smirked, stepping towards her as she fluttered her wings and flew back several spaces, almost falling with her stumbling legs.


    "I-I didn''t mean to avoid your hand, My Lord!! I..."


    "Be at ease, Nuriel. I shall never blame you for such adorable actions. Take all the time in the world. I will make you fall for me and accept my request."


    "Eh.....but...."


    The embarrassed and troubled Nuriel was enough to amuse Lancelot now; his eyes flickered before Maria and Milvar appeared beside them.


    His body vanished, causing the trio to look stunned before Maria was suddenly...


    "Kya...!?" Swept off her feet into a princess carry, Lancelot''s huge arms wrapped around her making her look small as his demon king form was over eight feet tall with arms like tree trunks filled with muscle and smooth armour.


    Yet his face was annoyingly pretty and handsome, which made Nuriel and Milvar more submissive than usual.


    "You look exhausted, my little fairy wife. Shall I take you to bed?" His lips showed a very explicit smirk, causing Maria''s entire body to tremble as she slapped Lancelot''s arms with a bright red face.


    "Y-You... I will die if you take me to bed in that form... How b-b-big.... and thick... your body is now. Where will I get rest but only find a blissful death!"


    He chuckled, "So you admit it would be a blissful death, my lewd and charming snow elf queen?"


    "Haa.... no.... don''t twist my words... hmph~ I don''t talk to bad guys."


    Before the pair could continue their strange flirting that made Milvar felt a dry mouth as she looked at his form, which was now finally bigger than an Oni female...


    Nuriel, on the other hand, seemed more shy and introverted, with only a red face and pretending not to hear.


    Maria and Lancelot heard a sound.


    ? Native Kingdom Vanquished!


    Then, three choices in a beautiful blue box appeared before their eyes, and they looked at each other as Maria was completely taken aback.


    Usurp the kingdom


    Raid the kingdom


    Destroy the kingdom


    "What do you desire, my queen?" Lancelot asked as she hugged his arm, shifting to sit on his forearm, now big enough to be more like a seat for her. She turned red, not wanting to admit it was nice... and the new form turned her on.


    "Me?" Shaking her head and looking at his face, she kissed his upper arm with a small, gentle peck and smiled brightly.


    "That is not right, Lancelot... It was always we from the moment you took me into your arms."


    "Hmmmm? So my cute fairy is getting confident now, haha."


    The pair looked at the options as Lancelot knew the best would be to destroy it for the huge gain in resources and bonus troops.


    However, he reconsidered as he couldn''t always be in the north, and if Maria had a kingdom-sized territory, all her troops would be upgraded and summoned faster.


    She would also have access to summon his troop types daily.


    "Do you want to make history together, Maria?"


    "Mm?"


    "A human from our empire has never created a kingdom-level territory in less than 5 years before, and that man was the forefather of our empire."


    "Do you think this achievement will be enough for your father to accept our marriage?"


    "!!!"


    She had almost forgotten, thinking that giving her body was already enough... Then, looking at his sincere eyes, Maria felt concerned.


    Could she do it?


    Didn''t Lancelot achieve this for her? Why was he always so gentle to her without asking for anything... S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He would give it to her?


    "You look conflicted... but we are already man and wife. My kingdom is your kingdom; your kingdom is mine."


    "Didn''t you say earlier, from the moment I took your body, it became ''we'' not I or you?"


    Her mouth opened wide...


    Shocked that this smooth bastard used her own words and argument against her, yet in her chest, it was hot, smothered in honey and beating rapidly as she hugged his arm tightly...


    "I want to..."


    "What do you want?"


    "I WANT TO DO IT WITH YOU!" Maria shouted so loud that many roaming fairies and other snow elves heard, instantly blushing and whispering amongst themselves with jealousy for their Queen''s forward nature, causing the shy Maria to surface with a red face.


    Lancelot thought she would become introverted again, but she suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed the Usurp the kingdom button together...


    She then entered a name before he could even speak!


    ? Merging Maria Lovell''s territory with the new kingdom Arcturus Dominion at the Queen''s choice, moving and terraforming land to adjust position to join the two.


    The land shook before beautiful buildings of ice and glistening snow formed.


    The huge land and forest began to spread until it covered over 1000 miles, with small villages and towns spread across northern Avalon, creating a barrier between the Northern Demons and Southern human armies.


    Lancelot looked down at the confident-looking girl in his arms and asked. "Why did you choose that name and the capital city... that name."


    Maria climbed onto his chest and looked into his eyes with a passionate gaze before kissing his lips slowly, the soft smack filled with her love and devotion as soft, icy tears dripped from her eyes.


    "Arcturus, a lone star of ice that forever waits for the matching star of Solarium, a burning star of brilliant golden heat... the two a part that should have always been close..."


    "The city named Solara... Where the Queen waits for him in solace, fighting against all evil and adversary yet knowing he will someday return."


    Lancelot understood her thoughts, emotions and reasons for these names... if he didn''t, then he could never deserve her love and affection... "I will not make you wait long."


    "Whenever you are free, I will await your warm embrace."


    "Ahem...." Melodica''s timely voice sounded as the pair began removing each other''s clothes... oblivious to the huge army now watching them with joyful eyes.


    "Before you start mating like frost hares in heat... How about we upgrade and prepare the city and kingdom first?"

 Chapter 194 - 35: A Global Announcement!?

    Lancelot and Maria didn''t know that their little achievement was known to every lord born on their planet.


    Currently in the Academy.


    Merlin and Sebastian were sitting in his office drinking tea. What was interesting to note was that Sebastian didn''t stand but comfortably sat without treating Merlin with great respect, and Merlin didn''t mind!


    "I envy that boy having such a valiant and loyal knight like you, Sebastian." Merlin chuckled before his summon. Mordred served them extra tea.


    "He is worth serving even while young his determination and aura are just like his mother."


    Since the day they separated, Sebastian began to brag about Lancelot.


    Although strict with the lad, he found the boy''s progress beyond his imagination and was now listening to his world achievement...


    "The father of that Lovell girl will be seriously angry at this announcement... Becoming a King and Queen in Avalon might not have legal or official status in the empire for now, but it means they have shared body and mind before gaining the territory."


    "Ohoho, he chose Evaine for his tutor. Here I thought he was asking me... what a shame."


    "Old man, don''t complain. Those two are already lovers; if you offered to teach him, she would accept and not trouble you."


    Sebastian sipped his tea and chuckled at the troubled Merlin.


    They were both worried before the announcement as the repairs were still unfinished. It was difficult for many students to enter Avalon because the portal system was offline while they repaired the sigils.


    "You think he would accept? I will guide that young star on the correct path." Merlin looked sad as he remembered one student who rejected his teachings and was already on a path of no return.


    "Worried about Arthur again, old friend?"


    "That kid is suffering greatly, but those idiots already swore allegiance to a demon king who ordered me not to approach him again... I wonder why Uther is so fixated on causing trouble with the empire." Merlin felt disheartened knowing Arthur would suffer and eventually change for the worse if he chose that path.


    Sebastian shrugged, "I serve the Du Lac heir, and since he is already enemies with that Pendragon idiot, I will fight Uther even if we were once brothers in arms against the demons."


    "The future is hard to see right now." Merlin''s gentle face seemed to have aged since the welcoming ceremony.


    "Then focus on the present. Many kids do not know the truth, nor do those smart tutors realise that soon we will face a great crisis because your barrier was broken, and they found a way into this world... It may only be temporary, but they could launch an assault that crippled our empire."


    "Merlin, we must prepare the real world like the promising lords."


    As their conversation took a serious tone, the Academy began to rattle, and a glowing symbol, an announcement, shone across the wall opposite them.


    A crystal orb floated between the two with a woman; her hair and wings were soft and glorious as she made the academy announcements.


    "Sir Merlin, Sir Sebastian, something odd has happened, and the Empire Elders were confused about how to solve the predicament; I''m sure you have guessed the source, right?


    "I guess we couldn''t keep it from spreading..."


    "True, my old friend, now the entire world will know who Lancelot Du Lac and Maria Lovell are..."


    "They will become the focus and target of all in this world; we must protect them." Merlin looked thoughtful. His fingertips snapped, creating two small spells that formed a bracelet and ear piercing with silver and red ruby gemstones.


    Sebastian felt the items suddenly put in his hands and looked at Merlin in confusion.


    "These will hide their identity from most people... They are useless in the academy, but outside, maybe they can still spend the last days as normal students..."


    "Please pass them over and send my blessings, Sebastian."


    "Of course, old friend, I will wait for them to return."


    ****


    Shortly after the announcement, in a small city on the border of the human kingdoms, a beautiful woman in leather armour and a grey tunic stood on a silver stone wall overlooking a raging sea while looking to her left, seeing a formerly crumbling tower was now completely restored.


    "You managed to make a kingdom already, and with another woman... Oh, it hurts to hear this." The cute woman''s ginger hair flowed in the wind as she wore an eyepatch over her left eye.


    "I told you that fool had many women. Why devote yourself to him?" Lucifer stood in silence, watching the north as she felt a strange bloodline presence that made her want to kneel, which caused her to feel annoyed and angry.


    "Lancelot has always been popular with women. Why would I turn on him now?" Miri responded to the fallen angel with a flat voice; there was no anger or worry.


    "Seems you''ve had time to cool down after fleeing here?" Lucifer sat on the wall beside Miri. Her eyes scanned the young woman; her build and magical ether flow were above the norm, probably surpassing Lancelot in the past, but no more. He had reached a height that Miri couldn''t; however, she would never be jealous.


    "Unlike Morgana, I don''t want to lose my temper or be unreasonable..."


    "Says the girl who calls out his name every night like a cat in heat."


    "Tsk, shut your mouth... damn bird!" Miri harrumphed and turned her head, not wishing to glance at Lucifer, whose playful laugh was annoying.


    "You were saying Lancelot is popular before. Is Maria the new queen? Wasn''t she that lovely girl who wouldn''t speak to boys?"


    "It was a surprise for me that Maria has slept with Lancelot... They must have been facing a horrible situation..."


    Miri gripped the stone wall slightly before releasing her grip as she had sharp, long fingernails; unlike the elegant Maria, her nails were a bit pointy.


    "Do you regret chasing him away?" Lucifer watched Miri carefully; she had known Miri far longer than Lancelot, and apart from their fighting and hot-tempered nature, the ginger-haired girl pushed herself to the limits alone like this.


    "Nnnn... I''ve decided to chase after him, honestly." Miri gazed at Lucifer, making her smile.


    "Hahahaha...."


    "What is so funny?"


    Lucifer lifted a small brown bottle and pushed it over towards Miri, who clicked her tongue upon looking at it, but her fingers stroked the glass cork of her Elven alcohol before she swallowed the fire liquid with ease, unlike any human.


    "Finally realised the path you wanted but were too insecure to take, huh?"


    "Shut it!"


    ****


    Lancelot and Maria were oblivious as they began to organise the kingdom together; Lancelot wanted to focus on defences, while Maria wanted food and hygiene for the people.


    "We should ensure the cities are defended well. Otherwise, monsters will take them back."


    "But if they have no food and live horrible lives... won''t it be sad?"


    The pair had been debating for a while, with Maria sitting on his lap as they went through the Ruler''s system, which was like an upgrade of a Lord''s system.


    The two spent time selecting and organising the kingdom under Avalon''s system. Lancelot selected to reinforce the capital city and border cities with walls much like his black citadel, while Maria added more fertile land and sewage works for all houses, even the poorest people with no income.


    "If we build walls quickly, others won''t attack easily, and the town will be protected." S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Don''t those places have living things? Won''t the population struggle to sustain themselves or catch livestock and find food?"


    Their arguments kept going while ignoring the Ruler panel, which included a monster registry allowing the purchase of sentient creatures or tamed ones for villages and city walls.


    At one point, Maria got flustered and refused Lancelot''s suggestions as she pressed several options...


    "You little...."


    "Meanie!!!"


    "Come back, let''s choose something else."


    "Like what?"


    ''Well, Lancelot used several layers of walls and a thick black plate, which made our main city a bit unique but how about we make the palace more lively and match the ice nature of its lovely queen instead of black?"


    "Hmm? Ok." Lancelot seemed reluctant and somewhat sulking as the selected Black Wall fortress was switched with a royal castle that appeared very Ice-themed, but Maria added the same walls and defences but in a lovely cream, white and blue... making them look cute despite their high defensive value.


    This change was more attractive for the Frost hares, fairies and elves, resulting in the morale and happiness factor growing.


    As for their animals and wildlife, the ecosystem changed rapidly within one hour, bringing about deer, wolf packs, and many others as Maria tapped them all, ensuring they would not overkill or hunt each other.


    ''Look at her cute face...'' Lancelot thought when he watched her cry as a wolf hunted a small rabbit.


    She was about to kill the wolf but saw it drag the dead rabbit to some small baby wolves and instead stopped and put more rabbits in a safer place.


    While they argued a lot, it wasn''t the stubborn fights of the past... It began to sound like flirting in the ears of others... and it annoyed Maria, yet Lancelot just enjoyed it and secretly teased her more until, after an hour of changing his plans... they agreed.


    After implementing the defence and infrastructure, the two finally collapsed in the lord''s bedroom, filled with cute ice furniture. Maria tapped Lancelot''s cheeks, staring into his sleepy eyes as her legs gripped him tight, squeezing her against his as they rolled on the soft but humongous bed.


    "We did a good job, didn''t we?" She asked, noticing how sleepy he was; she hugged his chest instead of being needy, and the pair fell asleep.

 Chapter 195 - 36: Chasing Dragons *

    Lancelot woke up early in the morning to find two women standing around his bed, their eyes like cats pleading for his attention...


    He rolled out of bed, trying not to wake the naked Maria, whose large butt was peeking from the exposed covers, covered in his dried essence as they spent the night celebrating together.


    "What''s the matter Tyr, Tia?" Lancelot asked while yawning, scratching his bare chest and wondering why these two would come to him this early in the morning, looking for attention.


    Tyr looked at him with her shiny black scales and a thirsty look before hiding it and looking serious, but Tiamat didn''t hide her look. Instead, she hugged his naked body and sniffed him obsessively.


    "You... since that day you pushed me away after making me drink your seed, and then it was all battle this, battle that... I was so lonely.... my body burning to mate with you!"


    Tiamat was cuter than normal, as her red dragon scales were pink and softer than usual around her cheeks and arms, looking at him with her red eyes with a golden outer sphere. S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lancelot knew Tiamat wasn''t lying about feeling lonely; dragons could live for hundreds or even thousands of years without any problem.


    But once they found a mate... a dragon could get lonely just like a regular human or other races, making them needy of company as their dependency on their spouse slowly grew.


    The same happened to Try, who, despite being born an ancient black dragon empress, slowly became more clingy and human-like as her body absorbed Lancelot''s seed more than Tiamat''s.


    "Sorry... I was so busy that I failed you." Lancelot hugged both dragons and kissed their heads, caressing their bodies tenderly. "I''m here now."


    Both dragons smiled and nodded before Lancelot put on a black robe and pair of silk pants, fastening them as he stepped towards the balcony, making sure that Maria was still sleeping well, as he closed the window to avoid her getting colder.


    ''Well, not like it matters when her body is like a cooler.'' he thought before letting his dragon wings flutter from his back, turning to face both of them who followed suit, looking at his thick, powerful and imposing black wings the two women found them very appealing, with his sharp claws and the thick scales making them one size larger than both women...


    "I saw this lovely elevated place of land; let''s go together and explore it to the east."


    Lancelot jumped from the balcony as both women followed him, flying towards a grassland full of small hills, perfect for a picnic.


    Tyr and Tiamat loved the cold breeze of the new kingdom. Somehow, the mystical essence of the forest had spread through the entire kingdom as they found a huge pillar of earth before Lancelot began to fling up towards the top.


    "Come!" Lancelot called both dragons as they followed him.


    They arrived at the top of the pillar to find a beautiful and elevated place with a gentle wind blowing and a warm sun illuminating the land.


    Lancelot sat down, spreading his wings and leaning against the single huge tree that grew atop the pillar with a small lake that seeped down the huge creation.


    The tree bark was surprisingly soft and comfortable.


    Tyr and Tiamat sat by his side, snuggling close to his body as he caressed their scales, wrapping their silky hair around his fingers and kissed their necks, where the dragon''s scent was the strongest, along with their most delicate scales apart from the ones between their legs.


    "I love your thick, earthy scent, Tyr. There is nothing false about you... a pure and refreshing scent...."


    "I''m glad my Emperor enjoys it."


    "But Tiamat... your hot, fiery scent is like the burning pits of a volcano, bubbling and surging like magma; it''s very addictive..."


    "Nn...!"


    Now that he had some free time, the battles would probably continue; it would be endless until he became the king of Avalon... even then, who was to say those above wouldn''t find fault and try to crush him?


    ''So just for now... since the battle is over, let me pamper my lovers and enjoy a sweet moment of peace.'' Lancelot thought as both dragons cuddled closer to him, purring happily while he enjoyed the sun and wind.


    ''It''s been a while since I''ve felt so relaxed.'' Tyr thought.


    "It feels so good... being here with you," Tiamat whispered as she caressed his chest. "This new kingdom... it''s perfect; there is nothing else that can make our lives better."


    "Haha... honestly, I want to make four kingdoms.... one in each direction with a different element as their basis... but that is my little idea that is too far away right now to dream about." Lancelot chuckled while both dragons looked at him in surprise and wonder.


    "That... sounds amazing," Tiamat spoke first. "Four kingdoms ruled by four elements...."


    "My emperor, you''re already thinking about making this kingdom into an empire?" Tyr asked before kissing his neck and rubbing her horns against his jaw. "We''re yours; we will follow you wherever you go."


    "Yeah... I know... I''m just dreaming a bit... but I''ll start with this kingdom before thinking about conquering more lands... but if I have to conquer them to make them safe.... then I will." Lancelot declared with a smile as Tyr and Tiamat looked at him lovingly.


    "You''re the emperor... as long as you don''t forget us for new women..."


    "How could I forget my two dragon wives?"


    "Who knows what if you mate with a dumb phoenix or something..." Tyr pouted, her eyes peeking at his reaction.


    Lancelot laughed before hugging Tyr and kissing her deeply, rubbing his tongue against her gums, their kiss growing more passionate as she sucked on his tongue, with an intoxicated face, before doing the same with Tiamat, who looked at him with half-closed eyes, enjoying his kiss.


    "You''re my wives... there is no way I could replace either of you; you''re my dragons...."


    "Mnn... emperor..." Tyr moaned while Lancelot rubbed her horns; it was one of her sensitive spots.


    "My emperor...." Tiamat hugged him and kissed his neck as her tail wagged excitedly.


    Both dragons felt like they were the happiest women alive as Lancelot caressed their bodies, caressing their tails and wings while kissing their scaly arms and necks.


    ''I feel like their scents are a little strange... they are getting more alluring and making my body grow hot...''


    "Fufu~ my emperor, did you not know?"


    "Know what?"


    "A pair of mates, when one is aroused, their scent will make the partner enter heat too... and you who have two mates that are currently dying for a good fuck, what kind of feeling do you feel right now?"


    "Honestly... just smelling Tiamat made me like this..."


    He lifted his robes to reveal a large tent in his pants; the moment his pants were pushed from his waist, the thick, musky scent of his manhood flowed into the two dragons'' nostrils, making their faces and scales dark red and black.


    While leaning back, he began kissing Tyr''s neck, "Your scent made my body burn with the desire to push you on all fours again and make you squeal." Lancelot whispered into Tyr''s ears while she moaned excitedly, squirming under his touch.


    "And you, Tiamat... your fiery scent made me want to ravage you and breed you like a beast; I want to fill you with my seed...." Lancelot grabbed her horns and pulled her to his crotch, "Do you remember the scent? The taste?" Lancelot rubbed his cock against Tiamat''s lips.


    "Yessss...!" Tyr hissed while Lancelot grabbed her horns and pulled her close, kissing her deeply and passionately, "My emperor... I need you; I need your big fat cock inside me...."


    "I know, Tyr... I want to fill you with my seed too...but Tiamat comes first; we were stopped halfway last time."


    Tiamat felt her body burning with desire; her tongue wrapped around the nostalgic, veiny thick shaft and began licking and sucking the tip of his taste and scent spreading through her mouth and nose, her tail wagging happily as she tasted his scent and salty precum before beginning to deepthroat his shaft.


    Lancelot grabbed her horns and pushed her head down, making her choke and struggle, "Do you like the scent? Do you like my taste? Suck it properly... use your long draconic tongue to rub my balls too...."


    He ordered her before Tiamat did as told; her long red tongue began to coil around his long shaft, sticky and wet, with slurping sounds until she managed to caress his balls with her long forked tongue and roll them around, making Lancelot groan in pleasure as Tyr watched in envy.


    "Emperor... please use my throat too...." Tyr begged while Lancelot pulled her close and kissed her again, "Soon, Tyr... soon..."


    Lancelot pulled Tiamat''s horns and began to push and pull his hips, enjoying the depths of her throat, "Don''t just suck it... move your tongue...." Lancelot ordered her, and Tiamat responded by moving her tongue around, slurping and sucking loudly while Tyr watched enviously.


    "Emperor, use my mouth too...."


    "How about you use mine to please yourself?" He teased with a wink.


    She blushed before Lancelot pulled her close, kissing her deeply as he rubbed her horns, making her moan excitedly before she stood up and began to remove her clothes, the sound of them slipping to the ground, making his member bounce in Tiamat''s mouth.


    Tyr stepped over his body, her crotch pressed against his face, as she felt his nose sniffing her, the smooth black scales sending tingles down her spine as his long tongue began to tease her.

 Chapter 196 - 37: Chased By Dragons **

    "Ahh....that''s it.... use your damn dirty tongue to make me cum.... Nn!" Tyr moaned, pushing his head into her crotch while holding his two horns, squatting over his face, as she fucked his face.


    The warm sticky slit of Tyr was pressed against Lancelot''s face as his long tongue slipped between her soft scales and the cute petals protecting her entrance, the sweet and sour taste of her dragon nectar flowing down into his mouth as he drank it down without care, the burning in his chest increased after he did.


    "Haaa... Mmmmn.... Hmmmph... Nngh...!"


    As if jealous, Tiamat''s warm lips began to push along his tip, the thick glans pushing against her soft cheeks as she narrowed her mouth, slurping on his warm slimy jelly that bubbled from the tip with her long tongue, squeezing around his cock, before lapping along his balls, making Lancelot''s hips tremble.


    "Damn... your throat is so hot and tight...." Lancelot groaned while Tyr continued to use his face as her toy, his long tongue slipping deeper into her slit as his nose pressed against her hard clitoris.


    "Fuck... emperor... use your tongue to lick my insides... Nngh...! That''s it... Haa~ your nose is teasing my clit..!"


    Lancelot''s cock began to throb in Tiamat''s throat as he slurped on the silky fluids from inside Tyr, her ass tensing to trap his tongue, stopping him from teasing her g-spot, as her warm insides massaged the length of his tongue as if wanting to soak her scent, flavours and essence into his mouth forever...


    So he could never forget her, as she came close to climax.


    "Nngh... Emperor... I''m going to cum... nngh.... don''t stop licking my insides; make me cum with your damn dirty tongue... Nngh...!"


    Tyr moaned excitedly as Lancelot obeyed, pushing his tongue deeper into her slit, making her toes curl as her long tongue danced in the air as she tried to swallow and recover.


    "Mmmmpph... Ugup!? Gubuh!?"


    Tiamat struggled as Lancelot''s hands pushed on her head, driving her down to his base, as the thick dragon cock was now forced down her throat, pushing against her slimy walls, making the poor dragoness gag.... and drool from her lips and nose a feeling of bliss from being used so roughly filling her body with heat, as she snorted and tried to use her tongue to make him climax faster.


    "Ugup... Nngh.... Gubuh...! Guk... Guk... Guk...." Tiamat''s muffled moans only made Lancelot push her down harder; her nose pushed against his crotch as her lips kissed his balls, drool flowing down her chin.


    Tyr squatted lower, pushing against his face, making Lancelot groan from her insides, suddenly clamping on his tongue and her juices flooding into his mouth, squirting his face as she trembled and convulsed, the flick of his tongue teasing her g-spot as she continued to climax.


    "Nngh.... Emperor... don''t stop drinking it... Nngh... your tongue is making me keep cumming... Ahhh....!" Tyr moaned before Lancelot finally released Tiamat, who gasped and coughed, gasping for air while stroking his shaft and kissing his balls.


    "Emperor... you''re so rough today... hmmph..."


    Tyr''s eyes were dreamlike before a thick red tail suddenly smashed her away... the eyes of Tiamat were glowing as she stepped forward, her fingers pulling apart her soft pink petals and red scales... oozing with a thick, sweet-scented fluid.


    "Lancelot... Take me..."


    Her voice was enticing and lustful as Lancelot stood up and grabbed Tiamat, lifting her off the ground, and pressing her against the trunk of the tree, as his thick shaft began to rub against her slit... making her tail and wings tremble with excitement, as the hot, sticky glans and tip pushed against her entrance.


    "Darling... put it in..."


    "Such a cute woman... are you sure you want it here?" Lancelot teased Tiamat by rubbing his cock against her slit as his glans pushed apart her petals and soft scales, making her moan excitedly.


    "Yes... I want it here... Darling... I want to be filled with your seed; I want to have your child...."


    "So that''s what you want...." Lancelot smirked before Tiamat grabbed his horns and kissed him deeply, her long tongue wrapping around his like a snake; she was the only dragon to have a serpentine tongue, which made her erotic...


    Lancelot pushed her back against the tree trunk before lifting her right leg, slipping his cock ever so slowly into her the soft meat of her tight entrance.


    "Nngh... Darling... it''s entering...." Tiamat moaned excitedly as Lancelot continued to push in; Tyr watched jealousy before crawling on all fours, her ass swaying as she began to push it against his tail, brushing the thick tip against her slit, teasing her clit with a pleased face.


    "Agh... it''s big!"


    The cute yelp from Tiamat caused his cock to throb, pushing deeper as her membrane was thicker than a human, but it felt amazing as she began to pant in his ears, stroking his horns with affection.


    "Darling... Darling... your cock is stretching me... Nngh.... it feels amazing....!" Tiamat moaned as Lancelot finally stopped when his glans touched the entrance of her womb.


    "Emperor... don''t ignore me...." Tyr whimpered before Lancelot began to sway his tail before it slipped inside her slit, making Tyr moan excitedly, "Here you go..."


    The inside of her pussy churned and tased by the soft, muscular tip of his tail that began to fuck her relentlessly while he was gentle and loving with Tiamat in his arms, his lips kissing her horns, butting their tips causing the red dragon''s insides to convulse and tighten from the pleasure.


    "I love you, Tiamat," Lancelot whispered before pushing his hips forward, his cock slipping through her soft folds, as she lifted her hips, tilting her head back as she let out a brief squeal as his cock pushed inside her womb, almost crushing her unfertilised eggs.


    The force of his cock deforming and gouging her insides made her moan excitedly, almost in sync with Tyr, who began to beg for more tail fucking, her slit sucking on his tail as white nectar was smeared all down it, making Lancelot groan before pulling out and thrusting in Tiamat again, making her yelp and moan excitedly.


    "Darling.... Haa.... so deep... Mmmn.... your cock is reaching my womb..."


    "Does it hurt?" Lancelot asked while Tiamat shook her head, "No... Darling... it feels good... it feels amazing.... give me more...."


    "Don''t worry; I''ll make you squeal."


    Lancelot grabbed her horns and began to kiss her, thrusting his hips forward, making her yelp into his mouth as he began to fuck her against the tree trunk, shaking the entire thing as her insides began to flood with her warm juices as if preparing for his how sperm to fill her egg room.


    Tyr was watching with jealousy but contentment as she felt Lancelot''s tail continue to fuck her, its tip teasing her g-spot and cervix as she was close to another large climax.


    "Darling... harder... harder... I''m going to cum; your cock is going to make me cum...." Tiamat begged Lancelot before he spanked her ass, making her yelp and hug him tightly, "Me too... Tiamat... I''m going to cum inside; I''ll fill you with my seed...."


    "Nngh... Darling... cum inside; I want your seed to impregnate me...." Tiamat begged Lancelot before Tyr moaned excitedly, "Emperor... fill me too... I want your seed...."


    He could only increase the speed and power in his tail to make Tyr cum hard enough to forget his sperm; that was all for Tiamat, as her tight tunnel began to suck tight as if vacuuming his cock inside her before her cervix and womb wrapped around his cock.


    Tiamat''s eyes rolled back as she felt her mind explode with a strange white word; under the intense climax, her body began to convulse and tighten her insides as they twisted around his shaft, while convulsing while milking his cock, as he felt the familiar urge to cum inside her, to fill her eggs room with his seed and impregnate her.


    "Tiamat... Nngh... take all my seed...." Lancelot growled before Tiamat hugged him tightly, "Yes... Darling... fill me with your seed; make me yours....!"


    "Emperor.... Cum inside me too... fill my eggs room...." Tyr begged.


    But it fell on deaf ears, as Lancelot''s thick glans pushed against the entrance of Tiamat''s egg room before opening it up, allowing his thick viscous sperm to flood her room, as she screamed in delight, her womb, accepting his seed as the excess sperm began to flow into her womb, filling it with his hot, white seed.


    The moment he shot his last spurt, her insides tightened and closed her womb off completely as his cock slipped out with a loud and slimy pop, not allowing a single drop to be lost, as she fell into his arms...


    A strange radiant glow came from her entire body as a marking formed on her horns... his incubus marking, and the name Lancelot''s bitch in dragon tongue was etched into her runes...


    Tyr watched with a jealous gaze before Lancelot suddenly pulled his tail out of her slit, making her yelp, "Emperor...?"


    Before she could understand what was happening, she was suddenly thrown against the tree trunk, her breasts crushed under his chest, and his erect member thrust into her gaping cunt...


    It wasn''t until he made Tyr''s womb react the same, and both of the females were sleeping on the grass peacefully, that their day of lust ended, as Lancelot sat back, looking at the kingdom...


    "I owe Vellan... and the other girls, how could I forget over my joy of completing a kingdom... what kind of a date would a succubus hero enjoy?" sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 197 - 38: Wholesome Succubus Date?

    Tyr and Tiamat didn''t wake up for almost twelve hours, so Lancelot enjoyed the day together and got some rest. And he was scolded by Maria and Guinevere when he returned, as both female dragons were still acting strange.


    ''Damn, those two dragons flew away saying something about needing a roost... So I got shouted at.''


    ***


    The next morning, he met with Vellan, having asked her what she wanted to do for her reward the night before, and she asked to visit the city with him. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Because it was for a date, Lancelot chose to take her to the nostalgic city of Narue.


    First taking the portal to Camelot, the pair flew together over the expanding western territory, her soft blue skin shimmering in the sunlight while he enjoyed the cool breeze of the wind as they shot across the sky before reaching the city in a few hours.


    "Wow... it''s pretty from this high in the air..." Vellan whispered, sitting on the forearm of Lancelot, who flapped his huge wings, slowly descending to the ground as the city was a no-flight zone.


    "Haha... I am glad you can enjoy it this time."


    Lancelot felt nostalgic seeing the runes on the huge walls filled with beauty.


    He noticed the strange magical runes formed at the gate and remembered it stopped troops entering in large amounts.


    ''Maybe I should get something similar for Maria''s kingdom if possible.''


    This would be expensive, and he knew that, but protecting his lovely ice fairy and the other women staying there in a rotation was worth it.


    "The city isn''t as pretty as you Vellan..."


    "Eh?"


    Somehow, the words came from my mouth as she looked at me with a dark purple face, her lovely blue skin blushing from head to chest as her hands tightened around mine.


    ''I never expected the succubus hero to be so cute.''


    "Hehe, my brother called me pretty..."


    The pair entered the desert city of Narue together hand in hand, this time there was nobody following them or chasing them...


    Both wanted to enjoy the strange food first as they were a little hungry, then they took the chance to enjoy some hot cocoa made with the special beans found only in the winter desert.


    "What would you like to do now, Vellan?" Lancelot asked with a gentle smile, watching her eat a candied monster core. Something that only demons and monsters could eat. If a human tried, they would die within a few days.


    "Hmm... brother, Vellan wants to see a place where I can dance. Is it okay?" Vellan tilted her head, looking at Lancelot, who thought momentarily before smiling.


    ''There was a place Milvar suggested...''


    "I know the perfect place... let''s go."


    He took Vellan''s hand as they walked through the streets together, passing beautiful shops, restaurants and even a small inn, where couples could spend time alone together, but the further they travelled, it became more rustic and filled with tents and small merchants before they arrived at a huge area where music was playing as tribal and nomads were dancing to their native music in turn...


    "How? Do you want to try?" Lancelot asked Vellan, who nodded excitedly as she jumped off his arms before he landed, returning to her human form. Vellan''s wings disappeared, and her horns shrank.


    The music was fast, making Vellan''s slender legs and hips sway beautifully as she danced; the nomads and tribal people saw her dancing skillfully, joining her before she started to dance with them, making Lancelot smile.


    "Pretty demon!!!"


    "Wonderful!"


    Lancelot''s wings faded, but he didn''t lose his horns as the catchy melody continued; he started to dance, mirroring Vellan''s strange but sensual dance but using a male''s steps, slowly approaching her, noticing her golden eyes glowing as she noticed him, as both danced closer together.


    "Brother dances well!!" Vellan smiled excitedly as Lancelot grabbed her waist, spinning her around before hugging her close, making Vellan''s heart beat quickly as she felt his warmth and breath on her horns.


    "Vellan... shall we keep dancing?"


    "Brother... Vellan wants to stay with you....!"


    Both continued to dance, their bodies sticking close together as Vellan danced before Lancelot spun her around, hugging her close as her soft butt pressed against his crotch, her tail wrapping around his waist while he held her hands, making the nomads and tribal people cheer excitedly.


    "Brother...." Vellan whispered in his ears, "Vellan wants to mate with you..." She winked at him, able to feel his erection as her buttocks began to press against him in a more raunchy way. They danced for two hours before finally stopping, taking a large tankard of the local ale to refresh themselves.


    It was cheap, delicious and fruity, with the sandwich made of lamb and other meats in a kebab fashion.


    Both ate merrily together before Lancelot paid for the meal and drinks, leaving the nomads and tribal dancers with a gold coin each, making them very happy.


    "Brother..." Vellan blushed as he lifted her off the sand, carrying her light but soft body with one arm, letting her plump buttocks sit on his forearm; the pair slowly walked through the late afternoon Narue, approaching a small inn together that was extremely expensive, with high levels of defensive magic on the door.


    Ding-A-Ling!


    The bell sounded as the pair entered, with a beautiful middle-aged female greeting them, standing behind an elegant marble counter and holding a black book with a smile.


    "Welcome to the Desert Nights Inn; I hope you two will enjoy your stay...."


    Her eyes looked at Lancelot''s horns before widening with a smile; it was rare for a succubus to be treated with such affection and care; how he gently carried her and used his magic to protect her face and body from the dirt was obvious to anyone with detection skills.


    "Indeed, I am. Can I rent a room?"


    "Of course, sir... We offer rooms with different qualities depending on the price..."


    She flipped the black book to show him the different rooms. The most expensive was large, but had more features like a heated spa bath with bubble and jet functions, a small fridge and kitchen in case you got hungry at night... Twenty Avalon coins per person, he just booked it for five days.


    "Sir... your currency is accepted here.... thank you for choosing us!" She bowed respectfully before Lancelot took Vellan up to the top floor; there was a spiral staircase covered with beautiful rugs and carpets to prevent slipping and dust from getting on them.


    When they opened the door, it was a beautiful room decorated with Arabian style; there was a large bed with silk curtains hanging above it, a heater near the window, a small lounge area with a coffee table, couch and television... a large bathroom with a toilet and shower, along with a spa bath.


    Lancelot put Vellan down as she stretched her arms and wings before turning to him with a blush, "Brother...."


    "Do you want to rush to do those things? I booked five days for a reason, my cute little Vellan; how about we enjoy the first night without those things? Come here and sit on my lap; I will apply this Galmori oil on your wings and horns."


    Galmori oil is good for the health of skin and bones and exceptionally helpful in treating demon horns and wings. Due to their strong hide and flesh, it need either Galmori oil or Sunara cream to soak into the wings and help smoothen any kinks or damage.


    Vellan blushed before walking towards Lancelot, who sat on the couch before patting his thighs, "Come; I will treat your horns and wings; I promise you won''t regret it." Lancelot promised Vellan with a smile.


    "Brother...." Vellan''s heart thumped loudly before she sat on his lap, letting him apply the Galmori oil on her horns, making them shine as he rubbed it.


    The feeling was amazing as she grasped his thighs, letting out sensual moans; as for most demons, the horns were extremely sensitive and erogenous organs... her body trembled as she felt his fingers care for each nook and small cranny of her horns, teasing the ridges and curve... as she began to climax.


    Vellan''s moans filled the room as Lancelot continued to care for her horns, making sure every inch of them was cared for before he moved onto her wings, making her tremble in his lap; his hands caressed the smooth surface of her wings, making her bite her lips and squirm as he applied the Galmori oil on each part...


    The entire process was amazing for Vellan... who now realised why he didn''t put forward having sex tonight... just being massaged and caressed; she was exhausted and sweaty... the pleasure from his hands was too strong...


    "Brother... Vellan felt so good." Vellan moaned before Lancelot carried her to the large bed, tucking her in before laying down beside her, "Vellan, sleep well; we have five nights ahead of us... let''s enjoy our time together."


    "Brother...." Vellan blushed before nodding, closing her eyes to sleep, as Lancelot did too...


    ''This girl has been through a lot... and I neglected them too much... Lusia was too kind, turning down my invite so Vellan could enjoy it alone; maybe next time I''ll bring Lusia and Ikumi on a trip.'' Lancelot thought before falling asleep.

 Chapter 198 - 39: Date Two - The Final Steps

    On the second morning, it was another lovely sunny day in the desert as the sunlight illuminated their wonderful hotel room.


    With Vellan clung to his chest, Lancelot could only smile bitterly.


    ''How is the City Morgana?'' He asked via their connected chat, now with three people able to communicate using it.


    "It is rather boring without you... Although Rena was a little sad that you suddenly vanished with little Vellan the moment you won after she heard about your demon king form finally awakening, she wanted to throw a party... such a cute woman."


    "Ah, ~ Morgana, don''t tell him he will bully me later! Lancelot, I am happy you won! Milvar said you were a wonderful commander, and she wouldn''t mind if I were pregnant forever!? Can you believe it!"


    ''You are both adorable; I will come home soon to see you both, so take care of your bodies.''


    "Mmmm, make sure you take good care of Vellan; she''s a very naive and cute girl for a succubus, while her sister Lusia is a bit of a lewd girl who is already planning how you will make her pregnant..."


    With the bloodline of an empress succubus, Morgana knew the others extremely well, including the two heroes who were a challenge for others to look after.


    The magical voices of the two women were so clear and in sync that he almost laughed out loud at them enjoying a morning meal together and gossiping when he called.


    ''Guinevere?''


    Guinevere seemed too busy as she didn''t respond to him for a while before a hurried and cute reply came from the breathless Guinevere.


    "Forgive me, darling... Maria and Melodica wanted to play a game of fairy tag... but they could fly so easily! It''s unfair, so I used Tiamat and Tyr to find them, hahaha!"


    Of course, he already knew because Maria had messaged him with the same words, but the opposite was that Guinevere cheated using the dragons, so she used the fairies to win.


    While he spent an hour or so chatting to these five lovely women, making sure to let them hear his voice so they didn''t worry, sometimes Sumika and Marimo would make random input messages with Marimo using business and the troops to flirt while Sumika was speaking about her fox girls getting stronger.


    Ikumi only gave a short message and asked that she could also have a date with him in the empire when they returned, like they did when the first meeting.


    ''Ikumi seems so much more mature now... I wonder what kind of date we''ll enjoy, but first, I should wake this lazy piglet up... her blue tummy is on show.''


    ***


    "Vellan, are you going to wake up soon?" Lancelot poked her soft cheeks, feeling the warmth of her residual body heat and the sticky saliva from her drooling in her sleep.


    Her soft wings twitched as his fingers stroked them, making her moan softly as she woke up before yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes, "Brother...?"


    "Good morning, Vellan. Shall we enjoy a nice breakfast together?" Lancelot pinched her cheeks, making her pout before nodding cutely, "Vellan will wash her face...."


    She walked into the bathroom before he heard the sound of running water as she washed her face, but suddenly Lancelot hugged her from behind, his hands gently holding two soft sponges as he rubbed cleansing oils into one and an exfoliating cream on the other.


    "I will pamper you again; let me wash your cute little face." Lancelot whispered into Vellan''s ears, making her blush before nodding cutely, "Brother... Vellan likes it...."


    The pair washed their faces together before Lancelot applied moisturiser and sunscreen on her face; he always used it on Maria because she was so pale in the frosty forest, and he didn''t want her skin to dry out.


    As for Vellan, she didn''t need it because of her succubus and demon heritage, but he liked it because she was cute, and the sparkling look of her lovely face wasn''t a lie.


    "Brother... Vellan feels refreshed...." She wiped her face with a soft towel before Lancelot dried his hands and patted her head, "Let''s enjoy some breakfast; I heard they serve a delicious Carmel stew here...."


    "Carmel stew!? Vellan wants to try it!" Vellan smiled excitedly before Lancelot nodded, "Then let''s go downstairs...."


    A Carmel was a sweet but delicious meat that was perfect for very bitter and salty broths or roasted meals; in Narue, it was used with a well-known fish sauce and broth that was very salty with a bad smell, but with the Carmel that lives in the desert, an animal similar to a sand swimming chicken it became a mild, but rich breakfast that the locals swore by!


    Lancelot and Vellan ordered two bowls, a plate of fresh fruit, and two cups of extra-strong Narue coffee before enjoying it together.


    As advertised the soup was so rich and flavourful that Vellan loved it before the two decided to walk around the city today, exploring it together, as she held his hand happily.


    ''Vellan seems happier than before...''


    Vellan was more comfortable, no longer feeling the sudden rush to have sex when she was a little introverted compared to her sister and kin.


    She would copy her sister''s words and thoughts to hide it, but she liked this slow and gentle approach... her heart constantly throbbing and racing at the slightest gestures of her beloved Lancelot, who only ever looked at her face.


    Never did his gaze move to the occasional beautiful demon.


    Vellan noticed that he might look for a moment but smiled and looked happy only when looking at her!


    "Shall we take a ride on the river?" Lancelot asked as Vellan looked wistfully at the cute boats pulled by strange gigantic swans, their long necks stretching upwards as the boat driver controlled them with a rope.


    "Brother... Vellan wants to ride it...."


    "Then let''s go." Lancelot bought a ticket for thirty minutes as the couple boarded the large swan boat, which slowly drifted along the river, pulling them away from the bustling city of Narue.


    The route showed the city''s beauty from all angles before riding under a lovely tunnel for couples to share a private and loving moment.


    Lancelot kissed Vellan deeply during that tunnel, making her blush as tears filled her golden eyes, her lips trembling as she cried, unable to contain her emotions...


    "Brother... Vellan loves you...."


    "I know, Vellan... I love you too."


    The couple enjoyed the boat ride before returning to the city to continue walking together under the dark red skies; although Lancelot had spent two days so far with Vellan, he felt a strange sense of calm; instead of rushing, each moment was precious.


    Despite his mind being plagued by various questions and problems that came to him via his troubled wives.


    ''Well... let''s satisfy her dream tonight.'' Lancelot thought as he carried Vellan back to the hotel before booking a meal in the restaurant.


    The dinner menu was full of exotic Narue foods, but Lancelot chose a seafood dish made with Carmel meat mixed with crab and lobster before ordering a bottle of wine.


    "I am so happy, Lancelot..." For a moment as they walked along the night passage to their room, Vellan seemed more mature and beautiful than usual, as she held onto Lancelot''s hand tightly, filled with anticipation.


    "I am glad...." Lancelot smiled gently as they reached their room, opening it to reveal the beautiful moonlit view from their balcony.


    A bright silver orb illuminated the entire room, making Vellan gasp in awe before Lancelot hugged her from behind, kissing her horns and ears and blushing as her golden eyes shimmered with delight.


    She understood that it would happen tonight...


    "Lancelot...." Vellan turned around before kissing Lancelot deeply, slowly a kiss building intensity slowly with each movement of their tongues, swirling around each other, coiling and sucking before Lancelot pushed Vellan onto the bed, the lovely blue skin of her body flush with slight sweat and the light from above, a lovely succubus looking at him with dreamy eyes.


    Vellan spread her legs before Lancelot climbed between them, his hands caressing her thighs and wings, making her moan excitedly, "Brother... Vellan wants you...."


    "I know; I''ll make you squeal tonight, Vellan...."


    She felt her body shudder from his words before his warm tongue trailed along her neck, before gently kissing her neck, as she wrapped her arms around his back and began to kiss his neck and chest obsessively. S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her golden eyes fixated on his face, wanting to see his expressions as her tongue slipped down his abs, making Lancelot groan as he undid his belt, letting his thick member free...


    The musky scent of his manhood flowed into Vellan''s nostrils as she let out an excited moan; for her, the scent was like a delicious meal, causing her entire body to overflow with lust; she grabbed his shaft with her hand before stroking it slowly.


    Vellan puckered her lips, kissing his mouth before sucking on his lips, making Lancelot groan as he pushed her back onto the bed, his hands wrapped around her soft, elastic blue tits, teasing her dark purple nipples with his thumb.


    "Hehe~ brother, your huge thing is throbbing in Vellan''s small hands... pervert."


    "Hmmm... then look at your huge cherries in my hands? So lewd, little succubus."

 Chapter 199 - 40: Vellans First Time *

    Vellan squeezed his member, rubbing along the thick veins that pulsed under her pressure while she pouted as she didn''t think her nipples were that big, but Lancelot seemed to enjoy fondling them, making her moan and twist her hips while he played with her body.


    "Ahhh! Brother!"


    Vellan moaned out when he leaned forward and sucked on her nipples; his tongue swirled around her hard nub before biting them slightly, making Vellan''s entire body feel hot, like a fire was ignited in her abdomen.


    She rubbed his member harder, relying on the memories inside her mind from birth about how to please a male, her fingers spreading apart to caress and jerk his shaft while Lancelot''s lips sucked on her blue tits, his tongue teasing her purple nipples drowning her mind in pleasure.


    "Brother.... Vellan feels so good..."


    She moaned out as Lancelot looked up, his lips wet from sucking on her Succubus nectar, making Vellan tremble as her demonic nectar slowly oozed out of the tips of her nipples, sweet and addictive making him more aroused.


    "Your taste is so sweet and fresh like berries, Vellan... I want to taste you more.."


    Lancelot lifted off her body, a thick strand of silver saliva forming a bridge between her swollen nips and his tongue, while he slid down and parted her legs slowly while she gasped.


    A thick musky aroma flowed from her soft, blue mound with tightly closed petals, both neat and pretty to his eyes, as he leaned in and kissed the very tip of her bud, sliding his tongue along her enclosed clit, parting her petals ever so slightly, a sweet and sticky tasted filling his mouth.


    "Vellan, you taste wonderful... Big brother wants to devour you whole."


    "Ha....Mmmn... it''s so weird... and strange...!"


    Lancelot whispered as he tasted her demonic nectar, its scent turning stronger as Vellan''s petals unfolded, spreading open as Lancelot kept playing with her flower bud, circling it with his thick tongue, plucking the soft petals before swirling around her exposed purple clit while Vellan was losing focus only able to hold onto the bed tightly.


    "Brother.... it''s so amazing...." Her body felt so hot with just his erotic kiss on her lower lips.


    She began to close her mouth with a palm while moaning and squealing each time his lips wrapped around her clit and sucked gently.


    It was light lightning that shocked her brain as she leaked more succubus sap that would make Lancelot even hornier.


    Vellan looked down at him as she enjoyed Lancelot eating her out, his hands held her thighs tightly while his mouth worked on her blue slit, and his tongue flicked her clit back and forth, licking her sticky juices that flowed out freely while his fingers traced her slender legs, stroking her smooth skin before moving up towards her tightening belly, feeling her body heat up and tremble.


    "Brother.. ahhn... it feels so weird... I''m going to lose my mind..." Vellan moaned out, holding her stomach while Lancelot kept playing with her lower lips, pushing his tongue deep into her core, tasting her sticky demonic sap that made him unable to stop kissing her blue slit.


    His tongue was so long he could tease her fleshy slit, able to reach her g-spot and glide along it with the slimy tip of his tongue, making her hips flutter as she began to feel intense pleasure.


    It was sweet and addicting, making him lick her repeatedly, his hands squeezing her thighs while Vellan started to lose control.


    Her fingers dug into the mattress, tearing holes in the fabric while her wings spread out, and her horns began to glow as she felt herself climaxing.


    "Brother... something is coming out... AHHN!" She let out a loud, cute moan as her first orgasm washed over her.


    Lancelot drank her demonic sap as he licked her slit clean, sucking the thick white nectar into his mouth, the sour and sweet taste causing him to exhale hot breath down her legs while Vellan shivered, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm.


    She trembled and fluttered her hips as if fucking Lancelot''s face, with her wings covering her face, unable to see the lustful expression she had.


    "Vellan..."


    Lancelot''s deep voice caused her dreamy expression to turn towards her left slowly. Her lips parted as a thick, salty taste suddenly pushed into her mouth, the hard meat prying open her mouth as it filled her with a musky and addictive scent...


    "Mmmmh... Brothers cock.... it''s so delicious! Nnnph...!"


    Vellan''s tongue began to slither and slide along Lancelot''s veiny shaft, her mouth sucking on his meat pole, her lips wrapping around the thick glans as she began to move her head, but struggled as she was so tired and felt a little sluggish.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll help you."


    "Mmm...Nngh.... gubuh.... so big..."


    Lancelot placed his hand on her horns, guiding her movements, helping Vellan suck on his member deeper and faster while he watched her soft cheeks squeeze his meat, bulging out as she gagged from his cock pushing into her throat, while her purple tongue rolling around his huge mushroom head, while her hands held his throbbing shaft now smeared with her slimy, but sweet saliva...


    Everything from a succubus was designed to be delicious and erotic for the opposite sex... as his cock was delicious for her.


    "Vellan... your mouth feels so good..." Lancelot grunted as he thrust his hips, watching her large tits jiggle and bounce while she gurgled and choked on his shaft.


    Her mouth was full of his meat, which caused her to drool from her lips and nose as it dribbled and leaked more slime all over her blue breasts, staining them as she enjoyed this erotic act, wanting to pleasure her master... lord and king who took care of her...


    Vellan''s mind was hazy; she wanted Lancelot''s cum; her golden eyes stared up at him, looking at his handsome face that made her heart skip a beat while he groaned louder.


    His body trembled as he grabbed her horns, pulling them back and forth quickly while Vellan relaxed her jaw, letting him fuck her mouth roughly, slamming his hips into her face as she felt his member swell up.


    "Nnngh... Mmmph.... Guhbuh... Shlrup.... Hmmmph...Hmm..!?"


    Vellan''s muffled cries came out as Lancelot slammed his hips one last time, forcing his thick, meaty pole down her throat, cutting off her airflow.


    While he gripped her horns tightly as his ether began to flood into Vellan''s body the moment his cock began pumping his hot semen into her stomach.


    Vellan drank his creamy milk greedily, gulping it down as much as she could while some spilt out from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her blue chin and onto her fat tits.


    "Vellan... swallow it all..." Lancelot grunted as he pulled his member out, shooting several ropes of semen into her mouth, making her choke again.


    At the same time, he jerked his shaft, spraying his remaining seed over her face and blue body, making her look like a mess of milky semen.


    Despite this, she happily guzzled his warm milk, swallowing it as she reached climax from the ether being forced into her body, her ass lifting as she arched her body and began to spurt her succubus juices all over the bed, with a cute little yelp of pleasure and sudden pleasure.


    "Brother... Haa...Hmmm... Vellan felt so good enough that she just sucked and swallowed... it was so tasty..."


    Vellan swallowed all his seed, licking her blue lips as she looked at Lancelot with half-closed eyes, her face messy with semen and drool as she lay there on the bed, breathing heavily while Lancelot picked her up, kissing her blue lips before stroking her silky black hair, looking at the lovely little succubus.


    "I want to enter here..." His fingertips pushed against her entrance, the soft meat bubbling with her overflowing nectar as Vellan blushed, her small hands reaching down to part her lower lips, showing Lancelot her pink insides that throbbed for him as she looked at him shyly.


    "Brother can put it in... Vellan... doesn''t mind if it hurts..."


    Her words made Lancelot smile, but he didn''t rush, instead cuddling with her for a while.


    "How do you want to do it?" Lancelot asked softly, whispering in her ears while Vellan blushed, thinking about the position she saw in her mother''s memories that humans used, called the cowgirl position, where the female rode the man...


    "Vellan wants to try riding, brother.... is that okay...?" She asked shyly while Lancelot smiled, nodding his head while he rolled over, laying on the bed as Vellan sat on his muscular stomach.


    Her hands stroked his chest while his member stood upright, rubbing her blue ass as she raised her hips and turned around, facing Lancelot''s feet while she bit her lips nervously.


    "Vellan... your asshole is so cute... a purple little hole puckering in my face..." Lancelot teased her making Vellan blush as she lowered herself, grabbing his cock with one hand, aiming the bulbous mushroom head against her soaked, sticky pussy lips.


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    She moaned out when Lancelot''s glans stretched her insides apart, making her leak out more demonic nectar while Lancelot stroked her thighs and blue ass, enjoying the sight of his meat pole slowly entering her purple insides.

 Chapter 200 - 41: Vellans Cherry **

    The tight walls squeezed around him, coiling around his girth as Vellan whimpered, her mouth agape as she gasped for air, Lancelot''s shaft stretching her insides, his tip pushing deeper as it expanded her small pussy to her limit of comfort while tears formed in her eyes from the strange pain that quickly transformed into unbelievable pleasure that assaulted her body.


    "Brother... so big inside Vellan..."


    She moaned out while Lancelot chuckled, massaging her smooth blue ass as Vellan lowered herself further, half of his shaft buried inside her hot insides before stopping, taking deep breaths as her body trembled from the newfound pleasure, her lovely drooping breasts jiggled as she trembled, biting her lips as Lancelot groaned underneath her.


    "You''re amazing, Vellan..."


    He complimented her as his hands grasped both sides of her soft, squishy cheeks and teased her plump meat while she nodded, raising her hips until only his tip remained inside her before lowering herself again, impaling her insides onto his meat pole, the fat glans rubbing and pulling at her insides while Lancelot grunted underneath her.


    His tip pushed against her womb''s entrance, stretching her pussy to its limit as Vellan whimpered, her elegant waist bouncing a lustful dance on top of Lancelot, who enjoyed the view of her backside.


    Her plump blue ass bounced along, both her lovely cheeks clapping together with a lewd jiggle as the slight sweat dripped between her ass with her lovely slender figure, her long hair sticking to her sweaty skin while she panted like an animal in heat.


    "Haa.... Hmmm... Brother....It''s good... Vellan''s first time...!"


    Lancelot groaned underneath her, her insides squeezing tightly around his cock as Vellan whimpered, moaning loudly while her voice echoed in the room, filling the entire room with her loud moans as she bounced faster, impaling herself on his meat pole that rubbed against every inch of her insides, teasing her sensitive spots as they throbbed, stimulating her body further as it released more demonic nectar, lubricating her insides further as Vellan galloped her hips faster and harder.


    "Good girl, deeper, let my cock tease your womb... such a lovely blue ass.... I want you so badly, Vellan."


    "Nnnm...It''s hard.... to breathe as you push against my tummy... Haa...Hymn!"


    Lancelot''s hands reached for her back, grasping her lovely blue hanging breasts from behind as they swayed along with her bounces, her large melons jiggling in his palms while Vellan whimpered, her mouth open as her tongue hung outside, drool dripping from her lips as she gasped for air, her small body trembling from the unbelievable pleasure assaulting her mind.


    "Too much Ether... I''m going to cum..!" She cried out, feeling the thick bursts of Ether flooding into her from Lancelot''s hands and the tip of his cock.


    Her body trembled as Lancelot smirked, releasing even more Ether while Vellan whimpered, her hips slowing down as she felt her insides expanding along with her womb that swelled up, absorbing all the energy Lancelot was giving her.


    "Brother... too much... Vellan can''t hold any more..." She whined as Lancelot chuckled underneath her, letting go of her breasts as he grabbed her wide blue hips, moving her slightly and adjusting his angle.... so his tip would penetrate her womb directly and crush her lewd succubus core hiding inside.


    "Aga!? Nnngh....Mmmm!? Haaa...hurt....s.!!"


    Vellan screamed when Lancelot thrust upwards, piercing through her last defence as his tip pressed against her succubus core, crushing it instantly as Vellan came due to the sheer reaction of his cock penetrating her soft core''s outer layer...


    Her clear demonic nectar squirted out, spraying the room and bed with a thick, slimy ooze, nothing like a normal woman as she tremble with her insides suddenly clasping, tightening and caressing his member.


    Vellan''s feminine desire and instincts as a succubus had just awakened fully... losing her purity... and experiencing such a brutal climax... she was now drinking his Ether with her entire body, transforming it into her power... as she began to look more beautiful, skin more silky and cute... and hair shimmering with a shiny gloss.


    "Haha.... cute little Vellan."


    Lancelot smirked, increasing the Ether release as Vellan whimpered, her swollen womb unable to absorb any more Ether while her insides sucked around his meat pole, milking. Him for every drop of semen he had as Lancelot groaned underneath her, enjoying her insides sucking him off as he prepared himself to burst.


    "Cumming Vellan... let your core drink it all!"


    He grunted, releasing another burst of Ether into Vellan''s body as she trembled.


    Her swollen womb couldn''t handle anything anymore, as a purple flame burst from her body while Vellan screamed, crying out in a mixture of bliss and pain as she leaned forwards, holding his thighs tightly, while her insides squeezed tighter, coaxing him further as his throbbing meat pole finally burst.


    "Cuming Vellan!"


    He grunted out when his thick, creamy white seed flooded her insides, stuffing her insides full as Vellan whimpered, her body twitching from the unbelievable pleasure assaulting her mind while her insides continued sucking everything he had.


    Stream after stream of thick, fertile cream poured into her insides while Vellan moaned, her stomach bloating as Lancelot chuckled underneath her, stroking her blue ass and slender waist as he pulled her closer.


    "Good Girl...."


    He whispered when Vellan leaned against his body, panting heavily as her insides continued sucking all of his sperm and ether dry, not leaving a single drop inside her as Lancelot smiled, stroking her blue hair and horns, finally noticing the dark blue blood along his cock... it seemed she tried hard to hide any painful moments...


    "Brother..."


    "Call me husband from now on, Vell."


    "Nn~ husband... I feel so full and sleepy.." She murmured while Lancelot chuckled, hugging her small body as he closed his eyes, falling asleep along with her as he enjoyed their post-sex bliss...


    His member was still stuck inside Vell''s insides, plugging her insides shut while keeping his semen stuffed inside her. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Sleep well... Vell."


    ***


    "Husband..... hmm..."


    Vellan hummed as she woke up, her insides still filled with Lancelot''s cock plugging them shut while he slept soundly underneath her, spooning her from behind, as she gave a devilish smile, feeling the pleasure of his enlarged glans pulling and gouging her insides, with his slow, but powerful movements in his sleep...


    "Haa... darling... there''s more sperm.... did we keep going in our sleep~ ah.... how embarrassing..." Vellan had become more mature... a little sensual, but still the cute blue-skinned succubus that was attached to him.


    Lancelot continued sleeping peacefully, unaware of Vellan''s mischievous actions as she moved her hips, fucking herself on his morning wood while enjoying his masculine scent, his strong arms holding her slender waist and crushing her chest with one of his muscular arms, wrapped around her, feeling his warm breath tickle her nape, making her giggle.


    "Husband... is a beast in his sleep... I love it~."


    She giggled out, raising her hips while Lancelot''s member pulled at her insides, scraping her sensitive spots as she whimpered, biting her lips as Lancelot also let out deep moans in her ear, causing Vell to shudder and feel herself getting horny. Lancelot seemed to naturally start releasing a powerful burst of ether that assaulted Vellan''s body...


    making her tremble from the sudden pleasure assaulting her body.


    "So much ether.... husband must have dreamt of Vell..." She giggled, imagining the scenes in his dreams as she bounced faster, impaling her insides on his member that twitched; she wanted to start the day with an orgasm...


    Then she would wake her husband with a kiss... her hips galloped while twisting from side to side, feeling his curved cock rubbing her g-spot and teasing her womb with one thrust... she let out wet moans before speeding up.


    "Husband... Vell''s pussy is yours.... use it whenever you want..." She whimpered out, feeling Lancelot''s arm becoming tighter around her tits and her plump blue ass, stroking and kneading her soft cheeks while Vellan whimpered, enjoying his touch as her hips sped up, bouncing faster and faster.


    The room was alive with lewd clapping sounds echoing with the wet and sultry noise, along with her moans while Lancelot''s cock began to throb inside her tight, warm pussy.


    "Haaa... Mmmn..... Oh!? Husband~ feels close..." She whimpered out, feeling Lancelot''s grunts in her ear as he hugged her smaller body, pressing her back against his muscular chest while Vellan gasped


    Vell moaned out, gasping for air as Lancelot ravaged her insides with his throbbing cock, deforming and gouging her pussy as he fucked her into submission despite being asleep... She felt him begin to grow, knowing he was going to fill her with his hot white sperm!


    "Cummiiinggg~! Husband''s morning wood.... so rough... Vell loves it!!"


    She cried out, squirting out her demonic nectar as Lancelot grunted, releasing a thick load of fertile semen into her insides that were still plugged shut, stuffing her insides full with his thick cream as Vellan whimpered, her stomach bloating while Lancelot hugged her.


    "Mmmn... Darling.... so much sperm..." Vellan whimpered out, enjoying Lancelot''s embrace while his morning wood remained hard inside her, plugging her insides shut as Vell giggled, turning her head around to see his peaceful expression as she planted a kiss on his lips... waking him up while still connected to him.


    "Good morning, husband... Vell hopes you had sweet dreams..."


    She greeted while Lancelot grinned, returning the kiss as his hand grabbed her blue plump ass, squeezing it playfully while Vellan whimpered, her insides still plugged shut by his cock that began to rub her insides... causing her to gasp for air as Lancelot kissed her neck.


    "I think I did, wife... a blue goblin with a fat ass fucked me all night and kept my cock warm."

 Chapter 201 - 42: Preparing For The Future

    The afternoon sun was blazing down on Vellan and Lancelot''s window, shining through with brilliant fingers of light. The pair rode a comfy carriage that cost extra and was normally reserved for nobles or rich merchants.


    Lancelot sat by the window, looking at the passing scenery with an excited smile, while Vellan just relaxed on her seat, enjoying the comfortable cushion.


    "Husband~ my crotch is sore... make it better!" She shamelessly asked as she looked at him with sad eyes.


    Not wanting her to complain, as the bouncing carriage rushed towards the east, he lifted her legs over his lap, softly moving them and began to massage her thighs, earning moans from Vellan.


    Lancelot watched as Vellan smiled happily as she enjoyed the relaxing sensation, but after some minutes of rubbing her thighs, his hands slowly moved up, reaching her inner thigh area, causing the cheeky mare to let out a sweet moan before pouting at him, biting his arm in retaliation.


    "Pervert..." She muttered as Lancelot chuckled.


    "You are the one asking me to massage you. It''s natural for me to rub your whole legs." He said with a smug smile.


    "You became so lewd after I let you inside me~ such a bad guy... I will tell my sister!"


    "I think your sister would beat you instead... You know how badly she wants me."


    "Bad guy, you can''t dick my sister, she is crazy!


    Instead of taking it seriously, he chuckled at her worried face, pulling her against his chest, cuddling her tightly and whispering into her ears, "Okay then, little Vell. Unless she asks for it as a reward, I won''t fuck her."


    The sound of the surrounding monsters howling and growling in the distance and the trampling of hooves sounded through the open window as they enjoyed the travel; no longer in a lustful mood, Lancelot and Vellan enjoyed each other''s company.


    "...Fine... But if she begs, I don''t mind sharing you with her... sometimes..." Vellan finally gave up and agreed as Lancelot grinned victoriously.


    The carriage passed a group of Orcs dragging a huge, monster-sized deer behind their mounts, which growled at the carriage but were soon scared away by the sharp blades of the fierce war beasts growling back with a deeper and more deadly tone.


    The driver controlling the war beasts waved at Lancelot through the small window as if to tell him to relax, who returned the gesture, showing the respect between warriors to one another as the carriage continued its journey.


    Vellan sighed as she buried herself in Lancelot''s embrace, muttering, "I wish we could stay like this forever... just you and me... not worrying about anything..."


    "Unfortunately, life isn''t so easy, Vell; we must work hard to achieve our dreams," Lancelot whispered.


    "What if you become super strong and leave me alone?"


    "How can I leave you alone when you''re part of my army? Silly... I could never leave any of you alone; now, you aren''t just Vellan to me, but I hope you will become one of my brides one day." Lancelot reassured Vellan, making her blush cutely.


    "Idiot... Don''t say something like that when you''re already married!"


    "Who says I can''t marry more girls? If enough beauties want to marry me, I don''t see why not." Lancelot shamelessly answered.


    Vellan blushed as she bit Lancelot''s hand before hugging him tightly, "Bad guy... If my sister wants to, then we will... I can''t leave her alone. Otherwise, we can just have fun..." She whispered shyly.


    Lancelot smirked at Vellan''s cute, blushing face; he didn''t force her further, knowing she had mixed feelings about it, unlike her sister, who was straightforward and honest with her desire.


    Six hours passed before they arrived at the new territory for Camelot... the huge black walls shimmering with beauty and ferocity greeted Lancelot and Vellan as they neared the city it was preparing to become a kingdom with so many small villages being created from the destroyed minor races and monsters.


    Large fortifications surrounded the territory, with dozens of towers acting as watchtowers for the many units protecting the region.


    The black castle standing proudly in the middle of the town welcomed the travellers as they reached the tall gates; the lovely angel guards bowed at Lancelot as they opened the way.


    ''Wow... although smaller, that castle resembles the Raven Citadel.''


    Once they entered, cheers erupted, welcoming Lancelot and Vellan as they gazed at the bustling streets filled with people going to their shops and buildings.


    He was never expecting his territory to reach this state so soon... most thanks to his talented women, Morgana and Rena paired together months ago to buy extra summoning items for their current troops, like succubi and frost hares...


    She also got five standard half-elf-archer summoning fortifications, with three in the capital and one in either of the two largest towns near the western border for constant reinforcements.


    Guinevere was also very smart; she had been focused on getting farming, mining and trade skilled races and summoning items because, thanks to Lancelot, she had enough defenders each day; more than 200 would join her territories, and 500 would join Lancelot.


    Although Lancelot wasn''t sure if he could keep up with his army''s growth, he felt confident since he had powerful allies like the Royal Guards, Morgana, Guinevere and Marimo, who seemed to have grown into their roles...


    Now focused less on combat and more on dwarves to repair the walls, gnomes to create lovely clothes and items to trade for more items... Then, the help of Rena brought more demonic troops in exchange.


    ''I had no idea about all of this stuff... My women spoil me.''


    "Oh? Why are they all here?"


    "Husband... they probably missed you..."


    He noticed Morgana, Marimo, Guinevere, Rena, and hundreds of troops waiting for him at the castle entrance... He knew it was a little wasteful to have them all waiting for him here, so he quickly dismounted the carriage with Vellan and walked towards the beautiful ladies.


    "Driver, let''s get down; thanks for the ride. You can rest and enjoy the city as long as needed." Lancelot shouted to his driver.


    "Yes, boss!" The driver happily replied as the carriage left, leaving Lancelot with his women and troops.


    Morgana, Guinevere, Marimo, Rena, and others were about to run towards Lancelot, but he stopped them, not wanting the pregnant women to be so active while he was overwhelmed by the affection of his lovely wives.


    "Take care... you''re carrying out children... behave, I''ll come to you," Lancelot commanded, causing the women to nod shyly; only Rena and Morgana hugged him anyway, ignoring his words.


    "We missed you..." They both whispered as Vellan was gentle, stepping back to let them all greet him, watching him from afar with a lovely smile.


    "Oh... did you both?" Lancelot teased as Morgana giggled while Rena nodded cutely, kissing him passionately as Marimo stood a little away and gave a short bow. Her affection was subtle, but he knew it was burning like the sun under this pleasant bow.


    "Come, Marimo, there is space for you too."


    Marimo blushed as she slowly approached Lancelot, giving him a tight hug as Morgana and Rena laughed, teasing her, "Aww, the shy princess wants attention too!"


    Lancelot didn''t realise when or why, but he noticed that his women seemed to sort their differences out in private because they rarely fought in front of him... with Rena brushing Marimo''s hair as she hugged my cheek and Morgana patting her head...


    ''I guess they both like having lots of younger siblings... Especially the large Rena.'' Lancelot thought.


    After greeting everyone, Lancelot invited them to the throne room; he wanted to learn how everything was going so far; he was always busy killing and training during the past months, even making a new country, before begging them for help...


    Now, he had a short time before things would become hectic; There was the Ranking Battle at the Academy he HAD to take part in... then the eastern demon king, who was now something Lancelot was confident in fighting.


    ''With the Royal Guards and main army... I might win easily.'' He thought as he walked alongside his women, smiling at the workers and soldiers bowing at him...


    ''Well, let''s hear what they have to say and deal with the academy battle first.''


    Now Inside the Throne Room... Lancelot sat comfortably on his luxurious throne, decorated with beautiful gemstones and runes, giving it a mysterious and mighty feeling that made him feel like a king.


    He couldn''t help but grin as he stared at Morgana sitting on his right and Guinevere on his left side... Marimo was beside Guinevere while Rena stood behind him, playing with his hair gently.


    ''I feel like she would make a great mother...'' Lancelot thought as Rena brushed his hair lovingly while Morgana started talking.


    "Husband, do you remember the orcish tribe mentioned to the west? They seem sure to want to wage war with Rena, so I was wondering if we could have our troops help back her up?" Morgana asked.


    Lancelot turned to Rena, who nodded confidently, "If you need my troops, just take them. You are important to me, so don''t be so distant." Lancelot said while nodding at Rena, who bowed happily.


    "Haha, I am so happy~ I will bring victory." She said with a charming smile.


    Marimo looked at Morgana with jealousy, her eyes looking at the stomachs.


    "Umm... Husband, can I also go fight?" She asked, causing Lancelot to frown.


    "Why would you need to fight, Marimo? I don''t want to lose you..." Lancelot asked as Marimo pouted cutely, poking her finger cutely as she looked down. Sear?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "But I can fight... I can command troops well and have been training myself daily." She said, making Lancelot sigh.


    "Marimo... I... Okay, as long as you take Ikumi and put your safety first." Lancelot finally gave in as Marimo nodded cutely, kissing his cheeks before returning to her position.


    ''They grew bolder...'' He thought as Morgana pinched his ear.


    "Husband, you spoil her too much... but I love the gentle you~ fufu."

 Chapter 202 - 1: A New King?

    In a dark, gothic room filled with various demonic statues and a large organ, a young girl who seemed no older than sixteen with long black hair in pigtails wearing an equally dark purple dress was practising her piano skills. Her name is Carmilla, and this place was the Throne of Demons.


    A place where the demons of various races gathered once a month to discuss things that have happened recently.


    Carmilla looked young and weak, but her figure was a trick, designed to seal her power that would devour and suck dry everyone in the throne room, the most powerful of all demon kings in Avalon and the closest to the pinnacle of demon emperor.


    She stopped momentarily and noticed that the candles were dying out.


    "Everyone is here... Except for the newest member and that Oni girl, though rumours that she is pregnant have reached my ears. Let''s forgive them, as the new member probably hasn''t received his welcoming notice yet."


    "I wonder what a Demon with the bloodlines of both Angels and Dragons will be like..." The small girl smiled curiously as she tilted her head, letting her long black pigtails brush along the floor.


    At that moment, the doors swung open, revealing a muscular man with black wings and horns on his head and three eyes.


    A cloak covered his lower body, while his upper body only had some bandages wrapped around him. He walked down the red carpet and towards the empty seat next to Carmilla; he was the second oldest named Malachite, an old-fashioned demon.


    His entrance seemed to spell the entrance of all the other sixteen Demon Kings. S§×ar?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Soon, sixteen thrones lined up and in each one, apart from the two absent seats, sat a unique-looking Demon King with their quirks and abilities. Some looked like humans, while others were more beastly in nature.


    Malachite turned to Carmilla and gave a polite smile. "Little lassie, how are you?"


    "Hmph! I''m not a kid anymore!" The little girl said in anger. "But I am fine, do you like my song? I made it just for today, hehe."


    "Ho-Ho-Ho... this old mind finds it pleasant, the melody as if going into battle, fighting a valiant hero and crushing his skull before his companions!" Malachite laughed gruffly as his three eyes started to shine.


    Carmilla giggled. "You''re too much!" She then turned serious. "Everyone, welcome back to the monthly gathering of the Demon Kings! This time, we have a new member who has ascended to join us, but there seems to be an issue with his invitation, so let us hope he doesn''t disappoint next month."


    "Ha-ha, there is no way! His lineage is probably weak, and he must be short-lived!" A demon with a snake-like body hissed, mocking the newbie.


    "True, the last ascended died after living for only 200 years! Pathetic!" Another demon with six arms and six legs laughed.


    "Now, now, we should respect our fellow kin. I smell great things in the future..." Carmilla shook her head with a smile before turning to Malachite. "Do you know anything about the newbie? You always seem to find things out earlier than any of us."


    "Ho-ho-ho... this new demon... he carries the scent of those divine bastards... the tiresome flying lizards who always defy us... and we have heard his name before... The Dancing Blade of the East...


    The one reported by Eastlin.


    "It cannot be!?" Eastlin shouted... his face turning pale white. "That brat!? That wretched child!?"


    Eastlin was a humanoid demon with bright red skin and six arms, known as a great warrior. However, even he felt irritation when hearing the Dancing Blade of the East title.


    "What is wrong, Eastlin?" Carmilla asked curiously.


    "T-that brat... The Sword Dancer has killed two of my captains, and I have already sent Sargosa to crush him with enough force to crush him easily!" Eastlin clenched his fists tightly. "He is nothing special, merely a human with talent!"


    "Sargosa? When was this?" Carmilla asked curiously.


    "About a month ago..." Eastlin replied through gritted teeth.


    The room fell silent at these words; they knew Sargosa should have returned by now.


    "Hoho... this is interesting..." Malachite smiled. "Our newest member killing Sargosa would be quite impressive..."


    Carmilla frowned. "This is a problem... we should send a messenger..."


    "Why? Sargosa will crush the newly ascended, and everything will be alright!" Eastlin shouted before Carmilla left her seat, each step she made almost floating through the air before arriving before the huge demon with an unimpressed face...


    "That man defeated Valek''todo and his necromancy, and the kingdom is now owned by the newly risen demon king''s wife. A high fairy." Carmilla narrowed her eyes dangerously. "If Sargosa fails, he will cause issues..."


    Eastlin gulped as he stared at the little girl''s beautiful face. "I-I apologise... I will send someone to check... please return to your seat..."


    Carmilla nodded with a smile as she floated back to her seat, her cute, childish appearance making many of the males present bored, but those who knew her true form were all but smitten with her... loyal, devoted simps.


    However, Eastlin was not a big shot... he was a relegated Demon King in the Far East... his eyes narrowed as he looked at her back before whispering. "I will crush the bastard, and nobody will stop me."


    There was no chance of him ever pulling back Sargosa... in fact, the Eastern Demon King Eastlin planned to send even more forces.


    He would crush Camelot!


    ****


    Meanwhile, in the empire, Lancelot was in a carriage; after meeting Merlin briefly, he was taken to the south...


    To meet the Baron Lovell. Regarding their marriage and because the first round of the global tournament would take place in a city close to where Maria''s family resided.


    Merlin had explained to Lancelot that Maria''s family was quite wealthy and had strong ties to the imperial army... so he needed to impress them; also, due to him being of Celtica descent, they would surely make it difficult for him, even though he already made Maria a Queen in Avalon.


    Lancelot found himself travelling with Maria and Sumika for five days to arrive near the Lovell estate... however, he soon discovered that the Lovell Estate was not just a simple manor or house...


    It was a vast land surrounded by tall walls; beyond the walls were hills of vineyards and crops.


    After entering through the gates, Lancelot saw farmhands working hard, and many guards were protecting the area, but even the guards were kind... helping the farmers when they struggled with the huge loads¡ªor picking up equipment for themselves.


    ''It''s clear the Baron isn''t a bad man...''


    Soon, the carriage arrived at the manor, which looked similar to what he expected, except it had a few extra buildings nearby... it seemed to be a massive trading hub with carriages constantly moving goods, workers running around, and knights patrolling.


    When they entered the main courtyard, Lancelot was stunned... hundreds of maids and butlers lined up and bowed towards Lancelot... greeting Maria loudly.


    He realised that Maria was loved dearly by the territory, people and her family. At first, he wondered if there was some kind of abuse, but seeing this, he realised abuse or a bad father meant he was just over the top... Lancelot could feel the affection towards her from the greetings and wide smiles...


    ''Wow... this is crazy!'' Lancelot thought as he stepped out of the carriage behind Maria and Sumika, the former holding onto the latter.


    Suddenly, a giant of a man approached them, his beard thick and his muscles bulging out of his clothing...


    "Maria, my beloved daughter, how have you been!?"


    "Papa! You are too much!" Maria cried out happily as she ran forward and jumped into her father''s embrace... Lancelot was shocked as he watched Maria''s personality change instantly...


    ''So, she is daddy''s little princess, huh?''


    No... before she hugged him, her body shot out with a spinning kick!?


    WHAM!


    Baron Lovell went flying?! Lancelot stood still in shock... did Maria seriously attack her father?


    "Papa! How dare you try to make me leave Lancelot! And this embarrassing greeting, what if he thinks I am a spoilt princess!!" Maria huffed as she crossed her arms and ignored the laughing man on the ground.


    Baron Lovell got up and roared with laughter. "Come on, darling, I am your father, and it is natural for fathers to adore their daughters!"


    Maria stomped her feet angrily as she glared at her father... Lancelot sighed in relief; it seemed Maria had kicked him as a joke.


    ''Jeez... they are alike...'' Lancelot sighed... watching the scene with Sumika beside him...


    Sumika leaned towards Lancelot and whispered. "Lady Maria comes across so cold to strangers, but she is very strong, loving and caring towards her friends and family."


    Her father stood up, impervious to the damage from Maria''s kick, as she tried to punch his chest, his huge hand placed on her head, keeping her too far to hit him, as he looked at Lancelot with stern eyes.


    "So, you are the handsome stud that knocked my little girl up?"


    BANG!


    A beautiful and mature woman''s feet suddenly smashed into the back of the Baron''s head; instantly his eyes became dim as she shot into the distant stone walls... As the woman landed with an elegant pose, Maria called out to her in a delighted voice.


    "Mama!"

 Chapter 203 - 2: A Fathers Weakness... The Mothers Interest!

    Lancelot watched for a moment in a daze; the poor baron, the huge guy with brown hair, was suddenly smashed by this lovely Amazonian woman with silver hair... Her muscles were tight and powerful, yet she didn''t hide them or seem ashamed.


    Yet simultaneously, she carried an elegant and regal beauty... like a queen.


    "Are you Lancelot Du Lac? It is a pleasure to meet you... I have long been keeping an eye on your growth."


    Her voice was deep, resounding through the air, but there was no anger or bad feeling; it was a tone of interest, curiosity and respect... Something Lancelot rarely got from people he didn''t know.


    "Y-yes... My Lady?" Lancelot bowed politely... unsure how to address this woman...


    "Just call me Helena; no need for formalities between family," Helena spoke with a warm smile; unlike Maria, she wasn''t cold or shy but very outgoing and accepting, and Lancelot felt he could get along with her.


    Lancelot nodded politely; he would use her name as she wished.


    Helena turned to Maria and Sumika.


    "I am happy my little girl finally got some real friends, not those after her name or wealth... Tell me, is your mother doing well, Little girl of the Hotaru clan?" An upbeat tone, her eyes narrowed before looking to the sky as if she was reminiscing the past.


    Sumika bowed politely. "Yes... Mama sends her regards, Helena-sama..." It was cute seeing Sumika acting scared and being formal for Lancelot... but something was troubling him as his face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from his brows.


    "Good... Good... I haven''t seen Hotaru Clan members in ages, and I miss sparring with your mother... If she hadn''t married your father, I might have tried to steal her away," Helena chuckled lightly. "Maybe I will visit one day; it''s been too long since I visited the hot springs of your family."


    "Mama!! Get your hand off Lancelot''s ass!" Maria''s cute voice, using her natural dialect, was like a farmer girl, a bit rustic but cute and lovely with her soft tone... but Lancelot was frozen stiff... Helena''s hand was indeed groping his ass...


    "Hmm... nice buttocks, Maria, I can see why you love him..." Helena smirked teasingly as she licked her lips and slapped him with full force... Except he barely moved... causing her eyes to narrow, with a smile on her lips.


    "MAMA! STOP IT!" Maria grabbed Lancelot and pulled him away from her mother as Sumika hid behind him, her body shaking slightly...


    "Ara... I was just making sure he could give us a STRONG and POWERFUL heir... it seems with his current state, your eggs are already flooded with his sperm... when will I become a grandmother, fufu?"


    ''This woman... is scary! I want to speak with her angry dad!'' Lancelot shuddered... her gaze was fierce and domineering like a serpent, sneaking through his guard and always watching for an opening, and her aura caused him to break out into cold sweat... Maria''s mother was scary!


    Helena laughed before waving her hands and walking away. "Come, follow me; dinner will be ready soon, and your father is awake... but he won''t bother us until tomorrow."


    "Ugh... Papa can be too much sometimes... but Mama... what if he gets upset you touched a younger... more handsome man''s body..."


    "Fufu, he will try to beat that man up and win Mama''s love again! Ah~ my darling is so passionate and cut when jealous!"


    ''THIS WOMAN DID IT ON PURPOSE!'' Lancelot screamed internally... Maria''s mother was evil!


    Sumika patted his shoulder gently. "She does this with every male guest... don''t worry; she likes you..."


    "Huh... how can you know that?" Lancelot questioned in horror as Maria dragged him inside the manor...


    It was enormous, with servants bowing as they passed and nobles offering drinks, food or gifts to Maria, who politely declined them... Lancelot realised Maria came from a rich background... and it showed...


    "Because that crazy hag was always like that with mom... Once she got mom drunk, and they were kissing in the baths... Never again." Sumika shivered as she remembered her mother speaking of Helena Lovell, the strongest female martial artist on the continent.


    "I see..." Lancelot muttered... ''She kissed another man''s wife... evil!''


    Sumika nodded. "She is good, though... never uses her strength against innocents and protects anyone she loves... including my mom. But she is scary when angry... Ah...


    but don''t misunderstand, my dad asked to watch... and gave the alcohol... stupid dad."


    Lancelot froze... Sumika''s parents sounded perverted... but Helena reminded him of that damn elf that knew Sebastian... strong and terrifying, and maybe they would get along well...


    ''Should I introduce them?'' Lancelot wondered...


    He followed Maria, who guided him through the manor and upstairs to a large bedroom, where servants brought various clothes, items and trinkets for them.


    Maria introduced Lancelot to the servants, who were kind and polite... showing a side of Maria he had never seen... and he felt happy and uncomfortable at the same time, especially as they kept saying things like. "Please impregnate Maria-sama as soon as possible!" Or "We hope to raise the next generation soon."


    Sumika stayed with them, giggling at Lancelot''s reactions...


    "Ah, yes... Lancelot, Sumika is your concubine, correct?" Maria asked with a slight frown...


    "Yes... but I intend to treat them equally..." Lancelot answered truthfully...


    Maria nodded with a smile. "I knew you were a good man, but remember, Sumika is my friend... so don''t make her cry..."


    ''I am glad to see her growth... even telling me off now.'' Lancelot smiled... Maria was slowly growing, and he was glad to witness it.


    Sumika was initially jealous, but he noticed and stroked her head, making her blush...


    Soon, dinner time came, and Helena called them down for dinner... The dining hall was enormous, with a table longer than a dragon''s body...


    "Impressive... right?" Maria smiled proudly... but with a shy tone; she seemed to love her home.


    Lancelot nodded... "Impressive indeed!"


    Maria took Lancelot''s arm and pulled him along as Helena sat at the end of the table instead of her father, who sat in the second highest order, while Lancelot was beside Maria.


    Then, various servants in chef gear began walking towards them carrying dishes... Lancelot couldn''t describe the smell or taste; it was delicious, and Maria''s father and Helena were friendly and kind... treating him like part of the family.


    However, Lancelot couldn''t help but feel uneasy... as Baron Lovell glared daggers at him, and Helena smiled teasingly... sometimes her feet would kick and stroke along his legs, while the Baron''s face seemed to notice... it was a strange family.


    "So, Lancelot... tell me... What are your intentions towards my little girl?" The Baron, who still hadn''t given his name, looked at Lancelot with his handlebar moustache twitching...


    Lancelot gulped... ''Scary... Why is Maria smiling!? Is she enjoying this!?''


    Helena smiled at her husband. "Dear, don''t scare him; he is a strong man who will bring us a strong heir, so relax."


    The Baron''s eyes softened as he turned to Helena. "My darling, I know, but as a father, I must protect my baby girl!"


    Helena sighed... "Dear... Maria is stronger than before... Also, Lancelot is a good man... so don''t scare him."


    "Fine!" Baron Lovell grumbled before eating his meal silently...


    Lancelot released a sigh... he survived, but his heart wouldn''t stop beating... and Maria''s parents were a bit overbearing...


    ''I hope I survive this visit... wait... why is Sumika looking so excited now the meal is ending?'' Lancelot looked to his side... seeing the sparkle in her eyes...


    Maria blushed brightly, and Helena smiled mysteriously...


    Lancelot decided to eat quickly and find somewhere safe... but as he finished, Baron Lovell grinned widely and slammed his fist on the table. "Great! Now that the meal is over, let us FIGHT LIKE MEN!"


    Lancelot felt dread... S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    If he beat up her father too badly, would he never let them be together...? But if he lost... Lancelot feared Maria would be disappointed and that annoying bald man would gloat or use it to break them up!


    ''Damnit... why can''t Sumika help me!? Wait... why is she looking eager?'' Lancelot wanted to cry...


    Helena chuckled. "Dear, Lancelot is exhausted; let him rest; he will fight you tomorrow... unless you wish to fight me tonight?" Helena licked her lips suggestively as she looked at the Baron hungrily...


    "Darling... my waist.... it''s a little sore, can we call it even?" Baron Lovell trembled... Lancelot could understand; Helena was scary!


    Maria pouted unhappily... "Papa... you are always bullying my friends..."


    "Nonsense! I am toughening them up so they can protect my baby girl!" Baron Lovell argued before glaring at Lancelot. "You better train hard and make her happy!"


    Lancelot nodded... realising this father of hers was a little strange and weird, but he loved Maria, and that''s all that mattered.


    Helena stood up and walked over to Lancelot, stroking his cheek gently. "Maria chose well... I look forward to grandchildren... don''t let me down!" Her tone was scary; Lancelot swore he heard a demonic beast roaring inside her...


    As she left, Maria smiled sweetly. "I told you my parents were strange... papa is always trying to beat up my friends, but Mama always beats him up and makes him submit fufu."

 Chapter 204 - 3: I Will Surpass All!

    Once in the room arranged for him, Lancelot was separated from Maria and Sumika, who would be sleeping together in their rooms...


    While he felt a sense of loneliness, there was something he could do now that he had begun doing several times daily.


    ''Morgana, are you and Nuriel there?''


    [Mmmm, of course, we are... Nuriel is angry you didn''t take her, though!]


    {I am not...}


    It had been a while since he used this type of communication, not because he forgot but rather because he suffered pain when his bloodlines were not fully balanced... So, he kept contact to a minimum and now, he spoke to his wives often.


    But it seemed that Caladbolg and the others couldn''t hear each other.


    ''You know what I want to do, right, Morgana? I am going to return to Avalon and enter the training room we built in the basement of our citadel.''


    [Of course, you want me to cast my charming and mesmerising gaze on you like when we first met, right... like you did after dinner and during breakfast... Then you will have Nuriel cast slow and gravity magic on you, too, right?]


    {...}


    ''Ah... I want to be stronger and never stop improving, and now my body is that of a dragon, demon and angel. I can improve by this kind of abuse instead of my human body crumbling to pieces!''


    [Fool... it''s only thanks to your humanity that this works... No other demon, dragon, or angel would train this way... you are so...]


    {Wonderful... Master!}


    [!!!]


    Morgana and Nuriel then seemed to start arguing as he made preparations for him to seem like he was sleeping, a special magic used by the fairies and his ability as fairy king to make a pillow seem to be him; just a touch would dispel it, though.


    ¡ªWill you force me to fight you again by taking my humanoid appearance?


    "Ah... do you have a problem?"


    He knew what made her so reluctant to do so, and it was because her strength as an unholy sword was far above his power as a demon king, and thus, she would gradually cause more and more wounds due to the gravity and Morgana''s spells not affecting her...


    ¡ªThen... the usual if you start to bleed heavily and are near death... we stop!


    "Of course, my cute little Caladbolg."


    If Merlin or Sebastian knew that the little lord they were putting their cards on in the tournament that starts in fifteen days... and with ten days travel, they would probably cut their own heads off...


    Because each duel with the unholy sword could leave a normal warrior with wounds for a month or more! Yet Lancelot was fighting her three times a day.


    Slowly, he was teleported to Avalon with a blue light illuminating his body; when he opened his eyes in a dark space... it was much like the training area in his apartment in the empire... but twice the size and the pillars were four times thick and pitch black.


    These pillars can take his full-powered Caladbolg slash that obliterated the Necromancer Lord. It meant he could train until his body was half destroyed.


    "You are here, husband..."


    "Master... you are already naked!?" Nuriel blushed as he wore only a tight-fitting pair of black shorts due to how sweaty and nasty things got after they started.


    His body was muscular, toned and tanned, making him look like an idol, while Nuriel drooled as Morgana appeared with a smile. "Well, Husband... shall we begin?"


    Lancelot smiled widely. "Let''s go!"


    BOOOOOOM!


    Caladbolg slashed forth, releasing a sonic boom as Lancelot blocked with his bare fist... just the shockwave from her appearance caused them to feel intense power... she was a divine-level evil god in the form of a weapon, after all...


    Pink hair tied in twin tails... silvery black horns... black sclera, golden pupils... no iris, and a sexy... body with a charm that could thwart a succubus empress...


    They didn''t start combat immediately, as first, they would greet each other... Lancelot''s eyes fixated on her pale, purple body... her breasts larger than Morgana''s, her slim waist, curvy hips... and most importantly, her alluring womanly chasm, with a fluffy pink bush, hiding her seductive slit and puffy mound...


    Lancelot''s mouth watered; he wanted to devour her... but he knew that once he tried, she would devour him first... he was not at the level to accept her as a woman and could barely hold her as a sword!


    Nuriel pouted unhappily as she always felt inferior to this woman... her chest racing as the woman''s long, devilish fingers slipped along his chest... her sharp nails pressing down his muscles as Kara''s long purple tongue licked her lips... this greeting was Kara''s way of showing affection and her ownership of him... her body was voluptuous with big boobs and fat thighs...


    "Why are my breasts so small... divine lady...?" Nuriel doubted her faith.... She had prayed to goddesses for bigger breasts, yet no answer came but a scoff... and laughter!


    Kara chuckled. "Divine lady? Haha... Nuriel... I am an evil god... how about you worship me and get these amazing...


    soft... squishy... and elastic tits? There''s nothing divine about me, but our little Lancelot''s cock is so hard for me ufu."


    Nuriel blushed; her master Lancelot accepted an Evil God into his service... it was blasphemy in the church, but Nuriel didn''t care anymore; she wanted to be beside him... and the offer almost tempted her...


    "Nuriel, I love you just the way you are." He smiled, looking back, while holding a black sword... his eyes caused her heart to palpitate.... shimmering gold after breaking the charm spell of Kara.


    "Boo~ so boring!"


    "Kara, I promised you a reward... There are fifteen days till I face Lancelot again. Please... Let me become a wielder worthy of holding you proudly!"


    Listening to his stern words caused Morgana to smirk, because the evil goddess... the mighty devil sword, was blushing... her face bright red as she turned away and quickly rushed to the starting zone. S§×arch* The ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Kara only muttered to herself, "You are the only wielder for me... why are you so cool suddenly... Idiot..."


    Nuriel was stunned... her master Lancelot had tamed a mighty evil god... a sword that should be worshipped as a deity...


    Meanwhile, Morgana giggled as she floated alongside him... "Husband... she likes you, ufu..."


    Lancelot laughed loudly. "She is a tsun-tsun, right?"


    Morgana''s eyes narrowed dangerously... "Be careful if you want to make her into your sword sheath... You need to become stronger, or she might drain you dry... I will help if you truly want her..." Leaning closer, her voice became lower, more gentle as she kissed his ear, "Same with Nuriel... you want her, and I will help. Anything for you, my dear."


    Lancelot blushed... Morgana''s kindness made him fall for her...


    "Thanks, Morgana... I promise to work hard and get stronger so we can enjoy a quiet life together in the future."


    Morgana licked her lips happily, "Ufu... anything for you, husband..."


    Suddenly, Kara shouted impatiently. "COME ON... OR I WILL SLICE YOU UP!!"


    "Coming!"


    ? Mesmerising Gaze!


    ? Charming Glance!


    ? Gravity Level 3!


    Three spells were cast on Lancelot''s body, increasing his gravity weight by three times... His muscles bulged, and veins popped as he struggled to stand. Morgana smiled teasingly as she kissed his cheek gently. "Ufu... don''t die, husband..."


    Lancelot gritted his teeth; the pressure was immense... ''Shit! This isn''t fun anymore...''


    Even if his resistance reduced the effects, it still hurt like hell... as Morgana''s charming whisper caused his eyes to glow brightly.


    "Fight your hardest, train until you drop, give you all for me, my king!" Her charm and mesmerising skills caused him to use more than double his usual efforts.


    "SHITTTT!" Lancelot roared as Caladbolg charged forward... her speed was fast, and he was forced to dodge... each attack caused a sonic boom to appear as his body flashed and flickered, appearing around her, countering with punches and kicks...


    Each movement caused his muscles to burn and ache... his bones cracking... yet he continued...


    Blood dripped from his mouth; he knew his organs were bleeding... his skin was sliced, and his fists bruised... ''Shit... this hurts so much... I want to fuck Morgana and Kara! until they vomit my sperm!''


    Holding his black sword, he shot forward, vanishing like a gale of wind, shooting at Kara.


    Caladbolg smirked, enjoyed training with Lancelot, admired his courage and determination, his eyes burning fiercely... causing her heart to race faster... ''Idiot... focus on dodging me... don''t waste energy attacking...''


    Their battle lasted hours... Morgana cheering Lancelot on, healing his injuries and Nuriel adding more gravitational pressure...


    Lancelot''s mind was numb... he knew his body was close to collapsing... ''Shit... I am almost there... a little more... I need to become stronger...


    ah...!?''


    Black flames covered his body as Kara frowned... "Idiot... you are pushing yourself too far... stop!"


    Morgana also frowned... "Husband... stop now..."


    However, Lancelot stood before them completely healed; he had used the power of Caladbolg to absorb the magic from the area... to heal his body... the moment Kara saw this... she knew...


    This man was her only master, from the moment she was created from a strange birth... this man was her destined man, wielder and husband.


    "He is the Blinding light that mother spoke of... the one that would never wither or fade... and always find me in the darkness...?"


    She turned to Morgana with a change in her eyes, not just the feral glow of an evil god. "Please, Morgana, lend your husband to me... and supply this place with all the Ether you can for the next fifteen days when we are training...! For now, 8 hours will do. I beg you."


    It was the first time... that Morgana had been asked so humbly by Kara, and she didn''t even bat an eyelid, and instantly, a huge ocean of ether poured from the storage.


    "Make him the strongest sword that exists in all universes! Otherwise, I will break you in two." Morgana watched with glowing eyes... she felt the same joy and delight as Lancelot and Kara, her heart racing, and the little girl in her womb was also dancing inside her with joy...


    "Show our little girl how amazing her papa is."


    As for Nuriel... she felt strange... looking at Lancelot... she felt like for a moment she was looking at a divine lord... one of the gods above... as her heart trembled, she recast her spell and rushed out of the room, unable to breathe with how intense her shock was when he began to absorb the ether...


    "Master..."


    "Master....!"


    As if enchanted, with pink cheeks stained with lust... the Seraphim vanished into the night... her sweet and sour scent of arousal lingering for several moments...

 Chapter 205 - 4: Show Me Your Power!

    When Lancelot''s training ended, it was close to 7 am, and his body was already seeing changes. His former pale and dainty skin was more tanned, tight and tough.


    His skin could now resist a blade slashing at him. Eventually, It would evolve enough to take someone of Arthur''s level to mark his skin as he left Caladbolg in a necklace form...


    A small black sword on a silver chain as she needed to use this form to absorb as much ether from his body as possible.


    Although she could hold immense levels inside her, she couldn''t generate it alone,, which was the weakness of her current state.


    Thus, Lancelot, who regenerated far too much, was more than happy to pour it inside her as she began to bond with him through the training. Their feelings towards each other became more natural and less volatile.


    ''How is your body, darling?'' Lancelot was more concerned with Morgana than himself, as her gentle voice replied instantly.


    [Fool... That''s my question, are you sure you want to go? Today, that father of hers will probably try to test your power! You cannot use most of your powers due to training every seven hours!]


    ''I love you, so don''t be mad. Haha.''


    [Don''t ''Haha'' me, you bastard... why are you so breathtaking when you train so hard? My heart aches watching you hurt badly... but my womb desires another child...]


    {Master... I will make sure you can recover in time with my magic... Please take it easier...}


    ''Relax, both of you. I will train twice a day, and only during my sleep time will I go all out... Demons don''t need sleep after all!''


    [Fool... we don''t need to, but we can!]


    {Master!}


    ''Shhh... just fifteen days, then I will change it to once a day. I must crush him this time... and there is also Marianne... we promised to ally, but I have to show her in this tournament I am worthy of her complete trust!''


    [Marianne Le Fay... You are such a horny bastard... Just make sure you remember I won''t allow infinite wives! There will be no more than twelve!]


    Lancelot''s feet almost tripped as he looked around the quiet room, the scent of his body thick with the bath syrup and shampoo that Nuriel and Morgana used to cleanse him after he collapsed an hour ago...


    ''Better than sweat, I guess...''


    "Master... Please don''t train too hard..." Marimo''s voice sounded in his mind. Thanks to the changes in the magical power of his territory and the addition of the frozen kingdom, he could now listen to most of the named troops using telepathy, but it wasn''t as free or unlimited as his current wives or commanders.


    Rena, Nuriel, Guinevere, Rena, Ikumi, Marimo, Sumika and Maria could speak to him easily; however, they wouldn''t hear all his messages because he is with Sumika and Maria.


    The room was quite comfy, with blue and silver ribbons and curtains covering the windows and furniture, giving the room a regal atmosphere; Lancelot enjoyed Maria''s tastes...


    ''Don''t worry, Marimo... I will just train normally today!''


    After dressing comfortably, Lancelot left the room, where servants bowed and led him downstairs, where Maria and Sumika waited with Helena and Baron Lovell.


    "Good morning, Brat. Did you sleep well?" Baron Lovell greeted Lancelot politely... Or rather as politely as he could, but somehow Lancelot enjoyed this interaction and smiled back with a wide grin, his fangs showing with narrow crescent moon eyes forming a lovely face.


    "Is it me, or is he even more sexy... was his skin that tanned?" Helena whispered while the Baron''s face looked red with jealousy, hearing his wife calling another man sexy...


    Sumika and Maria had Lancelot''s vision where he always looked perfect, but when they noticed, they were surprised... at how his attire was less perfect, with the chest buttons open, revealing his tanned muscles and sexy body lines...


    "Morning!" Lancelot greeted back, shocking Maria, Sumika and Helena, who stared at him in shock... his politeness and slightly deeper voice, as if his training was changing him completely into a superior existence... felt unexpected as Baron Lovell nodded with approval.


    Helena smiled... "Come... sit and eat breakfast; I hear you desired to train last night. Don''t push yourself too hard... you are young, but you can still injure your body..."


    Her serpentine eyes looked between his legs, her perversion nothing new, but Lancelot ignored it and hugged Sumika and Maria warmly, greeting them before sitting down to eat...


    Maria blushed... "Lancelot... why are you acting strangely...?" sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Sumika nodded... "Yes... Master?"


    "What do you mean? I am hungry... and my two lovely ladies were so cute, I almost mistook them for my breakfast." Lancelot smiled... he felt different; his mind was clear, and his body was healthy despite the brutal training... Kara was amazing and pushed him to his limits.


    "Hahi!?" Maria''s face became bright red as she pushed her breakfast with her fork but kicked her feet in delight... Sumika, not used to such a forward and hunky Lancelot, also became sullen... but her lips curled into a happy grin.


    Helena smiled... "This kid... he''s good."


    Baron Lovell sighed... "He reminds me of when I met you... Helena..."


    The two chuckled to themselves and then focused on breakfast.


    Breakfast was peaceful; Lancelot listened to Maria and Sumika talk about the local town and areas to visit, including various shops and stalls filled with rare goods...


    After breakfast, Lancelot followed Baron Lovell outside... into a large arena that seemed more like a coliseum... He guessed it was used for tournaments normally but gathered that the Baron wished to test him.


    "Old man, are we gonna fight with magic, just swords or our bodies?" Lancelot grasped a basic longsword, nothing special as his fingers danced along the long handle, his eyes filled with a serious gaze, no mockery or jokes.


    Baron Lovell grinned... "Body! No weapons and no magic!"


    "Fine!" Lancelot didn''t complain or argue; he threw the sword to the side and cracked his neck before rolling his arms and shoulders... loosening his muscles as Baron Lovell removed his shirt and revealed his buff body covered in scars...


    "Ready... BRAT!" The Baron shouted excitedly... Helena, Maria and Sumika watched nearby, standing high up in the seating area, with servants bringing refreshments.


    "Oh, your father is so jealous; he only acts like this when I tell him about the nights we spend with our swinging partners normally... fufu."


    "Mother!! Be more normal!!"


    "I can''t help it; this is what makes your father happy... Ah, I love your father so much... look at his cute blading head..."


    Yes it wasn''t her choice or desire but the baron himself who held the inclination after watching his first love sleeping with his father in their mansion... That girl would go on to become his fourth mother... and twisting his view on love for the rest of his life.


    Yet he didn''t blame either, only blaming his weak self.


    Maria sighed... "Mama... please behave... Lancelot is fighting Papa seriously..."


    Sumika nodded... "Lady Helena, My Master will win."


    Helena laughed lightly as Baron Lovell launched his fist at Lancelot, who blocked it with his finger, causing a loud bang... dust flew everywhere as Lancelot remained steady and unaffected, while the Baron''s eyes widened...


    "So, you aren''t just a boy without power... GOOD GOOD!" the baron''s muscles and body grew larger, causing Lancelot''s wild... beastly smile to grow larger...


    "Oh? A nice fight!"


    "Show me your power! Son of the fabled Du Lac Battle Maiden!"


    BOOOOM!


    The two clashed... Lancelot punched Baron Lovell''s stomach, the powerful impact causing a shockwave, as his flesh and muscles rippled around the fist, causing him to spit blood... yet the Baron returned a punch... causing Lancelot''s ribs to shudder, yet his face showed excitement as he licked his lips hungrily. "Nice!"


    Helena looked excited, her eyes watching the pair like a hawk, her fists tight as if she wanted to fight a burning aura for battle around her body... "Maria, Sumika, it seems you are both lucky... Fufu."


    Baron Lovell roared with fury as he smashed Lancelot''s head, causing his body to spin across the sandy arena floor, leaving a long trail of sand and dirt flying, yet Lancelot leapt forward, unleashing a flurry of punches, as Baron Lovell matched him with equal force and ferocity... Lancelot realised Maria''s father was strong.


    However, he soon found an opening and unleashed a devastating uppercut, smashing the Baron''s chin; his eyes glazed over... blood spewed from his lips as he shot into the air, landing heavily as Lancelot released a sigh... ''Not bad... he is quite strong.''


    Helena chuckled... Then vanished....


    Like a meteor, her flying kick shot towards Lancelot. "HAHA! NOW IT''S MY TURN SEXY BOY!"


    Her speed shocked Lancelot, and he instantly retaliated using his divine eyes, using his hand to grab her foot... He swung her around, causing the sand to fly everywhere as he released her, letting her crash heavily into her passed-out husband...


    Or she should have, but the next moment, an arm smashed across Lancelot''s chest as she hit him with a brutal closeline filled with such power, his body flipped backwards eight times before smashing into the ground with a loud explosion.


    Maria gasped... Sumika fell silent... Helena landed with a graceful pose before rushing forward to Lancelot''s aid... worried she may have injured him... only to see him getting up with a wide grin and chuckling loudly. "Wow!


    Lady Helena... you are fucking amazing!"


    Lancelot laughed as Baron Lovell woke up... coughing weakly. "Ah... darling... did I lose?"


    Helena smiled lovingly.


    "Honey... this boy would probably crush you in all aspects as a man..." Her eyes briefly looked below Lancelot''s waist before noticing he was ready for more.


    "Show me your power! You can protect our lovely daughter and give us many strong little grandchildren!" Helena shouted with an excited voice.

 Chapter 206 - 5: Evain And Sebastians Training Camp?

    Although Lancelot''s pure strength was enough to dwarf the pair in combat, the two had one thing he didn''t possess.


    Age.


    The pair had long been going to Avalon to fight and train; however, due to their duties in the empire, that time had greatly decreased, leading to devolution in their combat power, but the vitality and stamina was the only thing that hadn''t decreased...


    Slowly, over time, they finally managed to wear Lancelot down.


    However, by that time, they were also a mess, with bruises, cuts and damage to their body that caused the fight to reach a stalemate.


    "Haa...ha..."


    "Good on you, my son-in-law!" Baron Lovell had changed his voice and no longer looked at Lancelot with an angry look.


    Instead, he gave a beaming smile despite missing two teeth from a brutal knee to his face from Lancelot only ten minutes ago!


    "Thanks for the training and lesson, Mother and Father-in-law. I should learn not to underestimate those who have been inside Avalon longer than me as things take time to increase..."


    "I was too hasty."


    Both Helena and the Baron just smiled, with two mature maids stepping forward and snapping their fingers before a blue luminescence light exploded, covering all three of the wounded fighters, a gentle warmth filling Lancelot''s body as he enjoyed the sensation of his healing increased even further.


    Helena stepped forward like a ghost with a low swoosh sound. Her body, with a single step, appeared behind him as she hugged his body and whispered into his ear.


    "Don''t be so harsh; you managed to beat me hard~ fufu, you''ve been working hard for the first year."


    "Well... There is much more for me to learn, at least."


    "Let''s head back... we got a call from Maria''s teacher and were asked to send you to join the academy''s training camp."


    ''Training camp? I didn''t hear anything about that.''


    "When are you ever in school to know... It was announced a few days ago, and Evaine and Sebastian are the trainers for our class, so don''t worry." Guinevere answered his thoughts with a gentle tone before the connection cut.


    [Darling, make sure you don''t keep Guinevere waiting. She misses you so much!]


    He was filled in on the information by Morgana while they returned to the mansion and waited for the special carriage to be readied to take them to the northwest, away from the capital and close to the old Du Lac territory...


    It seemed that Sebastian had other reasons to choose this place, and from Lancelot''s deduction, it''s likely that he told Evaine, and she agreed without an issue.


    Once in the carriage, Maria, Sumika and Lancelot relaxed... Maria leaned into Lancelot''s chest as Sumika sat beside them, holding his arm gently... Helena and Baron Lovell looked at them happily...


    "You better bring happiness to my little girl... brat!" Baron Lovell grunted coldly, but Lancelot could feel the man''s affection towards his daughter; flicking his hand to shoo the old man away, on both Lancelot and Maria''s fingers was a special ring that was handed down through the generations of the Lovell family, with both parties being given a ring.


    Helena smiled... "Remember, win the tournament and return for the official engagement party and marriage!"


    Lancelot nodded... "Of course... I plan to crush Arthur and his father''s pride in front of everyone!"


    Helena smirked evilly... "That bald bastard and little prick... I wish I could watch them crumble!"


    Baron Lovell coughed loudly, "Darling... language..."


    Maria pouted unhappily... "Papa... mama... you two are terrible... I swear you will never meet your grandchildren if you don''t act normal soon!"


    Helena froze... Baron Lovell froze... Lancelot chuckled as Sumika seemed to think about something with a quiet look... Maria was becoming braver and more determined!


    "We promise to behave... right darling?" Baron Lovell looked at Helena pleadingly...


    "Fine... I will behave if I get to spar with Hotaru clan members again!" Helena smirked mischievously...


    Lancelot''s brows twitched... ''Will these parents cause problems? Should I just kill her now in secret?''


    "Oho~ my dear son-in-law, are those eyes of lust, or do you want to marry me instead of Maria!?" Helena teased Lancelot... causing Maria to glare daggers...


    "No... I am just wondering if killing you is worth it?" Lancelot didn''t beat around the bush...


    Sumika laughed quietly; she could always count on Lancelot to be straight to the point...


    "Dear... leave the poor boy alone! Also, Lancelot... If you ever need our help, just use this ring!"


    Baron Lovell explained how to use it before waving the trio goodbye tenderly; what amazing Lancelot was how much her father changed after they fought... He was still annoying, but the old man gave Lancelot over 1000 Avalon coins and resources... not for Maria. But for him!


    Lancelot waved goodbye as the carriage rode through the Lovell territory... Maria and Sumika snuggled into him happily as the horses moved through the mountain roads with a relaxing but brisk canter...


    ''What a strange couple... but I am glad Maria has parents like them... I wonder what my parent''s relationship was like?''


    Lancelot often wondered... Sebastian spoke of his mother as a beautiful woman that gave her all for him...


    But what of his father? Did his love for the sword come from his dad?


    This divine bloodline was his mother, then the stalwart and strong human bloodline that held them together accepted them and guided the others...


    ''I wish I could meet you one day... Father.''


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    Meanwhile, in the north west, Evaine and Sebastian were standing outside a grand mansion... the old man''s face filled with pride and standing outside was a beautiful mature maid with long ears, a pretty face, and a petite build.


    She was the wife of Sebastian, and the one who helped repair, construct and recover the Du Lac Manor in its original beauty.


    "Evaine, this is my wife and the maid managing the manor, Ruvella... She is an elf from Avalon and a distant cousin to the former Lady du Lac, so be polite." Sebastian introduced his wife proudly as the woman giggled sweetly and bowed politely...


    "Welcome, young Lady Evaine... I hope you enjoy the manor!"


    Evaine bowed politely... "Thank you for taking care of me..."


    Ruvella smiled kindly... her appearance was gentle and motherly, reminding her of someone she once knew as Sebastian led her inside with a nostalgic expression...


    "The manor looks splendid..." Evaine praised Ruvella... who nodded happily as she guided them inside the building, decorated with many pictures of the Du Lac ancestors.


    "Indeed... thanks to my ability to keep memories and images perfectly stored in my mind, I could restore everything from before the fires that tore apart the family when the Lady and Lord were wronged. I believe there are some cute pictures of a very young master Lancelot."


    Evaine noticed a recent picture... with two people, a beautiful woman, who could be called a goddess, holding a longsword and spear, her beauty beyond anything she had seen... and was his mother. Maribeth du Lac...


    "The man?"


    He wasn''t as handsome as Lancelot... it seemed that the genes of Lancelot were mostly from his mother with the blood of the elves and ethereal presence, but his father''s eyes... those piercing orbs and his narrow penetrating glace... were just like the man she loved.


    In his hands were two swords... and the artist was so thorough, showing the mature man''s rough hands covered in wounds to show his love for the sword.


    "Sir Lucius du Lac... a knight that served the empire alongside his wife... He trained Lancelot from a young age... but sadly... in the fire not only did he die protecting his son from assassins sent by Lord Arthur''s grandfather! But Lancelot lost all memories due to his head being hit by the enemy several times to kill him." Ruvella explained with sadness in her words...


    Evaine saw how Sebastian trembled slightly as he gazed at the image.


    "It seems that Sir Lancelot resembles his father strongly... In aura and feeling..."


    Sebastian''s eyes lit up hearing Evaine''s words. "Do you think so!? I thought I was imagining it since Lancelot''s mother was an elf from Avalon and thus, he looks more like her... but Lucius was a stubborn fool and a skilled warrior that taught Lancelot all he knows... His death was regretful for us all..."


    Ruvella stroked Sebastian''s arm... "Dear... let us guide Lady Evaine to her room and prepare dinner for when the others arrive tomorrow morning."


    Evaine could see a strange side of Sebastian and realised that for Sebastian, maybe rather than the heir Maribeth... Lucius was his reason for staying so devoted...


    The moment he spoke of Lancelot''s father, Sebastian felt like he was only a young lad... and seeing the mature look of Lucius, it seemed that they were likely close in age...


    ''Were they friends?'' Evaine wondered...


    Soon, Evaine was shown to her room... which was similar to her bedroom at home, making her relax as Sebastian left and Ruvella prepared tea and snacks...


    "Lady Evaine... do you love Lancelot?"


    The sudden question caused her heart to tremble as she turned with a confused look, but she didn''t lie or even take time... "Yes."


    "More than anything."


    Ruvella''s mouth opened momentarily, then transformed into a pleasant smile... "I''m glad... You should meet him again tomorrow. Take a rest for tonight."


    ***


    In the servants building that was the home of Sebastian and Ruvella, the loving pair, she sat close to each other, the elven maiden gently leaning against his stout chest. "Dear... did you notice anything different about Lancelot?"


    Sebastian sipped a cup of tea... "Yes... it seems that his growth was far greater than we imagined... Ruvella''s growth seems related to something dark... but I will still support him..."


    Ruvella kissed Sebastian lovingly... "If it is Lancelot... I will support him too... that child is kinder than you know... I bet even if he drowned in darkness, he would still avoid the worries in your heart. If he slaughters his enemies, I will clean up; that little boy is now strong and independent...


    I used to change his diapers... fufu, and soon I''ll do it again for his children~ so enjoyable."


    Sebastian shivered... "My dear... sometimes you scare me... Hahaha."


    Their laughter filled the manor late into the night as Evaine rested peacefully... Somehow, in this mansion, she felt her entire body and mind were protected and at ease... the first night of sleep she had gotten... since she began having horrible sickness in the morning.


    Of course... the spirits and enchantments of the Du Lac house could detect those with their bloodline... Especially the heirs.


    Thus, the entire manor was dedicated to her protection.


    But she and Lancelot had no idea.

 Chapter 207 - 6: A Place To Belong - Family

    Lancelot arrived at the strangely beautiful province after a long carriage ride, enjoying the view with his lovely Maria and Sumika.


    There were huge mountains wrapped around them, a beautiful forest, and a lake with a small village overlooking a massive mansion on the hilltop.


    ''This place is quite cute...''


    [Is it? I hope you can summon me there to see, fufu.]


    {Lord... me too.}


    Nuriel and Morgana responded to his idle thoughts as they were pulled into the driveway of the huge mansion. For some reason, seeing this place made Lancelot feel uplifted, but he had no idea why...


    ''Maybe it''s because this is where Maribeth grew up...'' He wondered after learning the truth from Morgana and Guinevere. ''It also makes sense why Sebastian is here...'' Lancelot guessed.


    As the group climbed out of the stopped carriage, the scent of berries and a wonderful floral fragrance greeted them, along with the brightly coloured flora and forest; Ruvella stood there with Evaine, smiling gently...


    "Lancelot!" Evaine rushed forward with tears in her eyes... and jumped into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his back, as she remembered the words of Ruvella that made her both conflicted and filled with bliss.


    ''She carries two different ether patterns... two in her womb... and then her own...''


    [Oh!? Is Evaine pregnant?] Morgana sounded excited with a happy voice as she chirped in his mind.


    "Evaine... sorry for worrying you." Lancelot caught her warmly, enjoying her sweet scent and soft embrace as Maria pouted unhappily... but after seeing the happy face of Evaine her frown soon became a smile as she felt the feelings of joy and delight from her.


    "Nice to meet you, as a fellow wife of Lancelot... Not our teacher." Maria greeted Evaine, who was held in Lancelot''s left arm before he leaned over and grasped Maria in his right.


    "Fufu, you are both my cute little princesses. Come to me!" Evaine giggled as Maria and Lancelot blushed... the word princess was embarrassing, but neither refused as Sumika stood awkwardly before Ruvella came closer and patted her shoulder.


    "Welcome, Miss Sumika... I am Ruvella, Sebastian''s wife and caretaker of the Du Lac estate and manor."


    Sumika smiled politely... "Nice to meet you; thank you for allowing us to stay." The serious Sumika was lovely and made Lancelot smile, but Ruvella giggled happily.


    "Come inside, and Evaine, Sebastian is already preparing rooms... fufu, Lancelot will have a special room, while Maria and Sumika get to share another," Ruvella said with a cheeky grin...


    Evaine laughed nervously... "Ruvella... Sebastian is still scary and weird regarding Lancelot''s growing needs..." S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "True... He is a bit protective, but he has good intentions... He is like our child, after all." Ruvella smiled gently... Lancelot couldn''t see any untoward behaviour from Ruvella or Sebastian... so he believed Evaine''s words and entered the manor...


    Ruvella took Maria and Sumika to their room as Lancelot followed Evaine upstairs... the manor was large and spacious... the walls decorated with armour, shields, spears, and swords... many with names engraved upon them...


    "Those are the weapons of your ancestors... The Du Lacs have long served the Empire as knights, guardians and its kings..." Evaine explained proudly.


    Lancelot listened carefully and didn''t speak or interrupt. Although he had heard from Morgana, hearing it from Evaine seemed to hold more meaning...


    Reaching the second floor, the long corridor had various rooms with wooden doors and bright red carpet... but they reached the end as Evaine pushed open a door.


    "This was your parent''s room in the past before the mansion was destroyed... But Sebastian renovated it recently, and Ruvella recreated everything based on her memories...


    "This was your parent''s room in the past before the mansion was destroyed... But Sebastian renovated it recently, and Ruvella recreated everything based on her memories... so it should look the same..." Evaine explained with slight hesitation...


    Stepping inside, Lancelot felt an overwhelming emotion...


    He had a strong desire for belonging as he saw a large bed, beautifully crafted furniture and even a wall filled with bookshelves and a study table with quills and paper... and on the walls... pictures of a couple... that caused ripples in his heart.


    On the dressers, there were various items... including a bow that belonged to his mother and a necklace with a silver pendant and ruby stone.


    ''I never would have thought mother would like archery...'' He chuckled, noticing this was a similar bow to the one she held in the pictures... There was also a sword which his father had in all the portraits...


    ''Is this the Du Lac''s family blade?'' Lancelot picked it up... feeling a strange connection... but the sword rejected him... Evaine chuckled.


    "Only the current family head can wield the Du Lac blade... Your father used it all his life, and your mother inherited it from her parents..." Evaine explained with a nostalgic voice...


    Lancelot put the sword down, noticing a large mirror and bathroom attached to the main bedroom. He stood before it... looking into the mirror feeling confused as to why the sword rejected him...


    A twinge of depression filled his heart, making it sink like a heavy stone in the ocean... before Kara''s voice sounded to him.


    ¡ªMaster, that young girl said that because you haven''t claimed your true birthright and declared yourself the clan leader she cannot accept you...


    Even if your hands are the most comfortable she has ever felt...


    Lancelot frowned... "Birthright? I am just a demon king... not a clan leader..."


    ¡ªIdiot master... Do you remember Morgana saying that the Du Lac clan is a mixture of human, demonic and divine bloodlines...? And that you can create new offspring with demonic, fairy, angel or succubus traits?


    ''Yes...'' Lancelot remembered...


    ¡ªWell... When you claim Evaine and Maria properly and declare yourself the lord, it will awaken your full potential... as a human, that is, the bloodline that acts as your anchor will no longer be used as a mere balancer; your swordsmanship will be given the chance to evolve like you used to.


    ''My swordsmanship can go further...'' That thought made Lancelot''s heart feel joy; he never wanted to forget his roots and where he started, no matter how strong or high he flew... The sword was his symbol.


    Evaine hugged Lancelot from behind... kissing his neck as her golden hair tickled his nose... "Lancelot... Ruvella said I am pregnant... with twins..."


    His eyes widened... Kara almost screamed, ''So she really is carrying your children!!''


    "Twins?" Lancelot repeated slowly...


    Evaine nodded with tears in her eyes. "Yes... twins... My babies... both are girls... but one is a demon...


    the other like your mother... Ruvella said she would become a Valkyrie... Are you upset?"


    How could a man be upset at a woman carrying children for him... His heart was filled with the same joy that Morganna''s child gave him... Only this time, it was Evaine... his first love... the woman he lost.


    Turning around, Lancelot kissed Evaine deeply... his mouth ravaging hers as she moaned, his tongue thrust deep into her throat... swirling and dancing as saliva leaked between their lips... before his lust and ferocity, became calm and gentle, pulling her softly onto his lap, bouncing on the huge bed.


    ''I love this woman... if the world tries to harm you three... I will cut the world!''


    Her cheeks went bright pink as her chest rose and fell quickly... her body weak as he picked her up and placed her on the bed gently...


    "Thank you Evaine, for giving me such wonderful news."


    [I am so happy for you both~ congratulations!!]


    Morgana''s gentle voice sounded in both their minds as they gently embraced each other; it was the nicest feeling for both Lancelot and Evaine to be accepted by his first wife... then Guinevere, also on her way to the camp, sent a message... causing Evaine''s eyes to become watery... she had been accepted by them all... from Rena to Marimo!


    They all welcomed her into their family... Lancelot felt proud... before Evaine suddenly blushed deeply, "Lancelot... Ruvella also said there is a ritual for demons... it can bless our children and connect their spirit to you and me... forever...


    I know I might be greedy... but I want them to know their mother and father... and be close to you no matter how far they travel..."


    Evaine''s request caused Lancelot''s heart to ache... ''Shit... my wives are too good...''


    [Master... Let''s bless our children!]


    ¡ªMaster... it will increase their ether generation and give them a stronger resistance to magic!


    Kara and Morgana supported Evaine instantly... knowing that for Lancelot, nothing mattered more than his women and children... and the very existence of a family that began to form in his heart was too important to lose.


    "Let''s do it..." Lancelot kissed Evaine softly... as her tears dripped onto his cheeks...


    "Then I will accept your family name; from this moment forward, I will be known as Evaine Du Lac..."


    The moment she spoke... it was like the mansion vibrated... A warm and soothing feeling filled the room, and the entire province, as Lancelot could have sworn the paintings of his mother and father, smiled at them...


    ''Strange...'' Lancelot thought...


    Evaine smiled happily... "I will contact her later tonight and tell her about the ceremony..."


    Lancelot nodded... lying with Evaine as Maria and Sumika eventually came to join them later... Ruvella brought delicious food, which he ate merrily as he would soon endure gruelling training in the depths of his citadel.


    When night came closer, Ruvella and Sebastian brought him outside... as the moonlight shone down on him.


    "Are you comfortable here, Lord Lancelot?" Sebastian asked with his gentle, raspy voice.


    Lancelot nodded... "I am... Sebastian... Ruvella... Thank you for taking care of Evaine... Maria...


    Sumika and me. I may seem rude or ignorant, but I am grateful."


    Sebastian laughed heartily... patting his shoulders firmly as Ruvella giggled.


    "Brat... You are now the lord of this estate and the Du Lac family! We would die for you without a second thought. You are more of a son! So be greedy, be needy and ask for whatever you want!"


    A simple gesture, maybe her true feelings...


    But that gesture filled Lancelot''s lonely heart, which ached for family, love and recognition... Today, he felt close to attaining it all.

 Chapter 208 - 7: Training Commences!

    Lancelot''s bloody body stood holding a long, black blade pointed towards the cheek of Kara as he curled his lips into a smile despite the pale and sickly look on his face.


    "I finally managed to wound you." He said, with all the enthusiasm of an excited child who had just met Santa for the first time. S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "...."


    Kara stood with a confused and blank expression; seeing the excited smile on his face, her assault stopped as she didn''t understand what to do next¡ªa strange golden blood with black dots inside oozing down her cheek from the strike.


    ''She feels a little scary...'' Lancelot thought, watching the devil before him, holding her sword form tight and looking at him with an empty gaze.


    "Congratulations... Master." Her flat tone caused Lancelot to laugh lightly... Kara enjoyed these moments, yet simultaneously felt annoyed... her training methods were working; however, her anger was increasing daily...


    Because he was advancing in swordsmanship faster than she could confidently handle.


    "You have managed to damage my skin... But remember, that was just my power limited to slightly above yours..." Kara spoke coldly.


    Lancelot grinned... "I know... However, It means my training is worth it..."


    "Good... then continue; we have ten more minutes remaining..." Kara returned to normal, vanishing with lightning speed, their blades clashing as if titans were duelling with loud clashes of steel and flashes of black and silver crashing with resounding echoes.


    The area they sparred in was a hidden realm beneath his citadel... A land where only his trusted commanders, wives and himself could enter safely... created using Morganna''s powers and Avalon''s unique crafting system.


    A land she named ''The Sanctuary'' as it was his secret training ground and a place he wished to expand... using anything possible.


    Each clash caused dust and rocks to fly around the cavernous lands... Lancelot''s black flames burst out from his dragonslayer blade only to be devoured by Caladbolg as Kara released black lighting and a purple energy wave that smashed the ground, leaving huge gashes across the rocky surface.


    Finally...


    Her limitless power and stamina took the lead as she increased the power she fought him with, now no longer using a similar level to Arthur but one that was reaching the level of Sebastian and the academy''s tutors.


    Seeing the difference in strength... Lancelot unleashed everything... his dragon wings sprouted... his blood roared as Kara smirked, releasing a terrifying aura that shook the sanctuary, the pressure alone enough to cause Lancelot to almost fall to one knee...


    ''Shit... this feels painful.'' Lancelot grunted angrily as he gripped his black sword tight, a feeling of weakness filling him as he desperately swung upwards, the blade creating sparks along the floor before Kara vanished, appearing before his chest, swinging her sword calmly...


    Lancelot felt immense pain as his chest cracked loudly and blood spurted out, the shockwave sending him smashing heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater as rock splintered around his body...


    However, Lancelot rolled backwards, avoiding her following attack, slashing down on his stomach as Caladbolg stabbed the ground where he lay only moments ago.


    "Not bad... Master." Kara''s cold praise caused Lancelot to laugh as he coughed blood... using his sword to stand up weakly...


    "Thanks... shall we continue!?" Lancelot looked enthusiastic despite his body dripping with blood and sweat and covered in bruises, with his appearance close to death.


    Kara sighed... "No more for today... Morganna wishes to heal you, and Nuriel is crying madly about you pushing yourself... She might just ascend and kill me at this rate."


    Before Lancelot could respond, the figure of Kara flashed in front of him as her thick, soft red lips kissed him deeply... her tongue entangling with his as Lancelot froze... before returning her passion as she licked his lips playfully...


    ''Such a naughty sword.'' Lancelot couldn''t help but chuckle as Kara''s blade form vanished, and her body transformed into a naked beauty with long crimson hair and scarlet eyes also slowly began to fade.


    Her breasts were larger than Evaine''s, and her legs were slim, long and toned with perfect buttocks... Lancelot couldn''t resist embracing her naked body as she moaned in his ear seductively... teasing him as Nuriel''s angry voice filled his mind... causing Kara to giggle cutely...


    "Master... Next time, try to survive my training with fewer injuries~ fufu." Kara''s sweet voice filled Lancelot''s mind as the wounds covering his body seemed to have vanished thanks to her kiss, as she returned to her pendant form around his neck, jingling against his chest as silence returned to the arena once again... Only two hours until his training camp would begin.


    "It seems that unholy sword is falling for our husband. How amusing, this little woman eater of ours~ such a cute man."


    Morgana didn''t show any jealousy. Instead, she rubbed her stomach and vanished, letting Nuriel charge inside with her wings and body glowing with a holy light.


    ***


    Two hours later, in the Du Lac Mansion training yard.


    More than twenty students were practising swinging weapons made of a heavy metal that weighs triple its weight compared to iron or steel.


    However, Lancelot and Maria effortlessly swung the weapons...


    "Sebastian, what is the current weight of those dual blades Lancelot is swinging?" Evaine asked with a frown as she saw him flicking them as easily as normal, swaying his hips with a light dance while most other students struggled to lift them.


    "50kg each, Lady Evaine... they aren''t enchanted swords, so Lancelot must use pure muscle and power to swing them," Sebastian answered respectfully.


    Evaine sighed... "That brat... What about Maria?"


    "15kg... This child is amazing; I''ve never seen someone adapt so well to a weapon; even more, she is following Lancelot, trying to copy and adjust to his pace.."


    "Neither have I..." Evaine muttered with envy, a feeling of jealousy burning inside her chest. Maria was talented... beyond Evaine''s expectations, and Lancelot seemed to have begun intense training secretly. Then there was Guinevere and Sumika, who copied him and listened to every lesson attentively.


    ''These four... they make me jealous...'' Evaine felt envious but knew Lancelot loved her... and that he would soon return to her after finishing the tournament.


    His luck to be able to train alongside Hotaru clan members and under Ruvella''s guidance was more than she could have dreamt of in the past.


    Sebastian noticed Evaine''s jealousy and patted her shoulder kindly... "Lady Evaine, you should rest; do not forget your burden. Ruvella will bring you lunch shortly."


    "Thanks... Sebastian." Evaine thanked him kindly... as he watched Lancelot teaching Maria something quietly; she focused and listened as Sumika sat beside Guinevere, copying them intently.


    "These four... they will probably achieve greatness together..."


    "Hah!"


    "Hya!"


    The class were fully immersed in the training, as everyone began to sweat heavily, feeling the pain in their muscles and arms. When nearly half an hour passed, Evaine stood ahead of them and watched intently, offering support to those who needed help.


    Those who were strong enough would be attacked randomly by Sebastian and the maids with wooden weapons to keep them from fully adapting to the current training.


    After thirty minutes... Evaine called out loudly... "Put the weights away and pair up, spar with each other and learn from each other!"


    Instantly, Lancelot walked to Maria... Sumika paired up with Guinevere, who happily taught her various techniques, and the rest began to choose partners, with some going solo while Sebastian and Ruvella walked through, helping those struggling.


    "Lancelot, teach me more!"


    However, before the two could duel, Maria was pulled away by Evaine, "Sorry, your partner is me, and the young master will fight someone who can teach him better."


    "Nooo~ I want to be with darling...!" Maria pouted unhappily... Lancelot chuckled as Evaine dragged her away before Sebastian stepped forward... his presence was oppressive and heavy, and Lancelot realised the old man had been hiding his power since the start!


    "Come, boy, let''s spar for a bit. I heard you enjoy fighting strong enemies." Sebastian grinned...


    Lancelot smirked... "Fine, old man... Let''s see how much I have improved."


    "Haha! Good lad!" Sebastian laughed loudly... charging forward as Lancelot grasped the weighted twin blades, swinging them casually as Sebastian blocked his attacks, showing Lancelot his defensive capabilities... before unleashing a heavy fist towards Lancelot''s chest, causing him to block swiftly with the blade of his sword, twisting his hips hoping to counter with a kick...


    Their bodies clashed heavily... causing Evaine and Maria to stop sparring, while Ruvella smiled happily, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief...


    "Oh my... My Sebastian is serious~ kya so strong..." Ruvella squealed with flushed cheeks...


    Evaine sighed... "Old man Sebastian is truly amazing... Lancelot seems to struggle a little..."


    Maria nodded... "Darling isn''t losing; he is learning!"


    Sumika agreed... Guinevere chuckled lightly... "Lancelot is improving... but he is still lacking."


    Everyone agreed... but soon realised that Lancelot wasn''t losing as badly as they thought or saw... his golden eyes never closed, blinked or left the body of Sebastian as their exchanges grew faster, faster until the weighted swords were moving like they were mere feathers.


    Crash Crack


    Sebastian and Lancelot traded blows... the students nearby watched with wide eyes as their bodies moved so fast that the air seemed to tremble...


    He no longer used his fists, but the sword sealed in his cane, as Lancelot was graceful and flowing like water, while Sebastian was like a stalwart mountain, unmovable.


    Evaine gasped... "Old man Sebastian is seriously amazing... his swordsmanship is top tier... Yet how fast is Lancelot learning!"

 Chapter 209 - 8: The Ladies Meet

    Lancelot could hold his guard against Sebastian for ten minutes before a powerful roundhouse caught his jaw and sent his body flying into the distance before hitting a steel wall and falling full of sweat while breathing heavily.


    "Ha.... damn... that kick was so smooth..." Lancelot smiled brightly as he watched the old man''s faint smile while offering a hand to help him up.


    "Master, although your swordsmanship is beyond excellent, you forget your perfectly fine limbs like this to form a more flowing and elegant dance with no limitations."


    His words were calm, like a summer breeze, causing Lancelot''s eyes to dilate as he took the advice from the old man who was teaching him.


    ''Sure, I sometimes feel that a kick, punch or headbutt would make the dance feel more correct than forcing myself to spin an extra cycle to slash...'' Lancelot thought inwardly.


    Sebastian laughed... "Brat... Forcing yourself doesn''t mean adding flourishes restricting you; instead, be free and fluid to remove the barrier in your heart. The sword isn''t just this steel... you and your body are all part of your sword. Can''t you imagine that?"


    ''I am the sword?''


    ''Me...''


    As Lancelot pondered the question... Sebastian slapped his shoulder...


    "Boy... don''t think too hard; that beautiful girlfriend of yours misses you~ come to get her before her training resumes, and tomorrow, your training schedule will include this problem I have made, along with a more intensive programme!"


    Lancelot gulped... thinking inwardly... ''Am I ready for harder training when this already makes me barely have enough energy to spend time with Maria, Sumika, Evaine, Ruvella and Morganna before I pass out!? No... I have to keep going!''


    Slowly climbing, he turned to face Evaine, who watched him with a soft, welcoming smile. Her lips curled slightly, and her cheeks puffed out at him. He didn''t know why but rushed to her and hugged her tightly, noticing the other students were already leaving the huge yard.


    Meanwhile, Morganna teased Lancelot in his mind...


    [Darling, you are so cute worrying about spending time with us... We are all enjoying your training. It''s so eroti-ahem! Exciting!]


    ''My wife... why does it sound like you girls are being perverted towards my naked body and suffering?''


    [Hehe~ you get hard when we get naked; it''s only an equivalent exchange!]


    Morganna quickly changed her words, fearing he wouldn''t sleep with them due to exhaustion... but Lancelot didn''t mind hearing her thoughts... instead, he hugged Evaine tighter before she whispered, "Ruvella prepared dinner, and we will eat in private with Sumika, Maria and Guinevere."


    "Really... I am glad to see you, Evaine; you look so beautiful." Lancelot praised Evaine lovingly... causing her ears to turn crimson... before he leaned over, nibbling on them cutely as her legs quivered slightly, threatening to crumble...


    "Stop~ it''s not time to eat me!" Her soft hand slapped his buttocks before grasping onto him and pinching him. They exchanged provocative glances... smiling widely before realising Sebastian, Ruvella, and Maria were watching from behind them with cheeky smiles.


    Blushing shyly, Evaine held Lancelot''s arm, leading him into the mansion eagerly... Maria skipped behind them as she didn''t mind how many older sisters she had. She would accept them if they were kind to her and her beloved.


    "Oh my... he is worse than you... honey." Ruvella muttered with a salty look.


    "Ahaha. I am a very loyal man; what do you mean, darling?"


    "..."


    ***


    Dinner went smoothly, apart from Lancelot eating more than 8 bowls of curry soup, eight loaves of bread and steak... Maria had two servings... Evaine ate normally, Sumika matched Guinevere, and Ruvella chuckled sweetly. S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Honey~ can we sleep together tonight?" Sumika asked while everyone was relaxing.


    Lancelot choked... coughing roughly as Maria hit his back enthusiastically... Evaine sipped a cup of tea before answering for him.


    "Of course, Sumika...." He wanted to answer before Ruvella grasped Sumika and Maria''s collars with a smirk on her lips.


    "No sex during training!" Ruvella scolded them, before dragging the two girls away who had been seducing Lancelot with their feet all meal. To this, Sumika and Maria whined loudly... pouting unhappily before they accepted seeing Lancelot''s helpless face.


    Ruvella smiled smugly, guiding them upstairs while Sebastian helped clean up... Evaine kissed Lancelot gently as they wandered upstairs holding each other''s arms, with Guinevere on his opposite side.


    Their path was directly towards his chambers before opening the door gently... revealing Morganna waiting for them elegantly... dressed in thin lingerie to tease Lancelot mercilessly...


    "Welcome home darling, it''s time for training or should we have a little fun first? Fufufu. Hello, my little sisters, Evaine and Guinevere."


    "Big sister... You look so happy, your stomach... and face is glowing!" Evaine gently spoke before hugging Morgana.


    The two had been speaking often since Morgana started ruling Camelot, and now both felt like real sisters, as Morgana''s hand stroked the stomach of Evaine, while she did the same.


    "Fufu, twins in this little stomach, what a lucky girl. Mordred meet your future sisters, be nice and kind to them as their oldest sister." Morgana whispered, only for Evaine to hear.


    "Hehe... Big sister, you''ve been secretly linking every one of his women, so we all get along like this; I am so happy to see you in the flesh."


    Guinevere joined Evaine, wearing matching green-coloured lace panties and a bra; both smiled sweetly while stroking Morganna''s stomach joyfully... Guinevere wiped some tears; meeting others who carried Lancelot''s babies made her envious and wanting to carry Lancelot''s baby girl.


    Morgana leaned against Guin''s right side and whispered, "You will be next; do not worry, my lovely sister."


    Guinevere nodded... Morgana leaned into Evaine and whispered... "Are you disappointed he will train all night and not sleep with us?"


    Evaine nodded... Morganna tapped Evaine''s nose before pointing upstairs...


    "You can come watch if you like, or take some rest; right now, Lancelot is a little tightly strung and needs to unease that tension in combat, or he will fuck us all to death, fufu. His body just evolved, and he has no idea how powerful his sex drive and libido are..."


    Lancelot wanted to join in but knew that Morgana was here for the other girls, not him, so he sat on his sofa, relaxing as much as possible, knowing it would soon be time for training...


    In his mind were the words of Sebastian, making his body the sword, and not focusing on the actual weapon too much.


    While meditating, Morganna approached Lancelot with Guinevere and Evaine while the two girls that Ruvella carried away were teleported into his room with the snap of Morgana''s fingers.


    Maria and Sumika stepped forward and watched his handsome face quietly...


    All five stunning beauties surrounded Lancelot, kissing his cheeks and biting him lightly as they hugged him softly; five wonderous, elastic and squishy breasts of different shapes and types all pushed against his body as he was teleported to Avalon.


    Teleporting was a quick process... Morganna touched Lancelot... then used his mental connection to summon the; all the women were sitting in a comfy room with snacks, drinks and other things when they saw a stark naked Lancelot holding a sword on the huge screen before them.


    His tanned muscles glistened in the starlight outside... with the camera zooming to focus on Lancelot as Morganna smiled awkwardly, looking at the nude body of Lancelot.


    "How?" She chuckled at the red-faced women, all pretending not to be interested.


    "It''s good... I want to see more!" Sumika was honest as she fiddled with the zoom, making the whole image his package... her eyes like a lewd girl seeing porn for the first time.


    Evaine and Maria weren''t embarrassed...


    Morganna laughed warmly before snapping her fingers again... instantly teleporting Lancelot wearing black leather trousers and boots with an orange cloth wrapped around his waist that rippled in the wind as he faced Kara one more time with the worried and excited women enjoying the sight.


    Before they could speak, his body vanished, blasting forward with a raging slash down against Kara, who instantly summoned Caladbolg, blocking lazily before teleporting above Lancelot, bringing down a rageful blast of darkness, causing cracks to spread along the ground underneath as Lancelot spun his body, waving his arm upwards deflecting Kara off balance...


    Then... his right leg flicked out, like a snake striking a mouse or scorpion''s tail killing prey, smashing against her stomach... causing her to crash into the distance as Lancelot charged rapidly...


    A battle filled the screens... and Morganna enjoyed watching him more than any woman present... Because she saw his progress completely, every punch, movement and action was engraved in her memories.


    In contrast, Evaine watched Lancelot learning slowly and becoming sharper; Maria watched how he moved his body... Sumika admired his ferocious attacks and defence, and Guinevere watched Lancelot''s sword forms and how he applied his previous styles.


    Morgana absorbed everything with her golden eyes... a small smile on her lips as she noticed he already started putting Sebastian''s advice into practice.

 Chapter 210 - 9: Lancelots Second Sword...

    Five days later, the training had become so intense that sometimes, students would eat their meals while on a short break during training.


    Both Sumika and Guinevere no longer had the time to enjoy Lancelot''s training because Morgana, Rena and Nuriel were now training them secretly from the others.


    "Lancelot... There seems to be a package for you."


    Sebastian called out as Lancelot cleaned his bloody face in the washing basin. The training with Sebastian was now so intense he used his full power from the first moment, and each blow was deadly.


    There was a long package... It seemed heavy as Sebastian tossed it towards him; the huge brown package, seeming to be a solid wood box, slammed down into the dirt, the weight and power sinking almost two inches before he approached it.


    "Was there a name?"


    "Ah... It said ''from a secret admirer.'' Master."


    Since Sebastian didn''t know either, Lancelot didn''t push further; instead, he reached for the strange lock that tied the golden threads that blocked the sword... only to feel a tingling sensation penetrate his palm... golden threads began to swirl inside his arm, bulging and writhing around his veins as if making a strange pact.


    ¡ªOi!? Who are you? Get out of here... Master is mine!?


    The voice of Kara sounded as she shrieked but the golden threads were much like the black energy given by Caladbolg when they fused... tighter, more intertwined the gold and black became until it was part of his body...


    At first, he saw a dark, corrupted blade... black with blood-red gems... his fingertips brushing the blade suddenly changed the sword... as its colours reversed rapidly.


    Lancelot felt intense pain... Falling to one knee as the package opened itself, revealing a beautiful blue and silver sword... a large ruby embedded in the pommel as Lancelot gazed upon the long blue and silver blade, the colours blended like clouds in the sky... with the blue and silver pummel covered in runes and patterns.


    However, Lancelot didn''t understand why this felt like an object that had merged with him; the blade at first was jet black... but the moment he touched it, the beautiful silver blade returned... as if something in his blood or body purified the sword.


    ¡ªMaster, this sword is annoying!!! Don''t cheat on me! Don''t abandon me!! This sword bitch is jealous... Hmph! She is clinging to me so possessively and doesn''t let go...


    I want to smash her into pieces... and...


    Lancelot sensed Kara''s feelings... it felt more human than before, and he knew that maybe this sword triggered it, but it was cute to hear her getting so jealous and upset.


    Picking up the sword... Lancelot didn''t need to swing it...


    Instead, his hands naturally grasped the blue hilt, feeling the warmth of the steel as his fingers grasped the sharp edges... but the sword was light... and soothing to touch; he felt like holding a silk blade. It was so gentle and easy to move.


    ''Wasn''t the box extremely heavy...?''


    ¡ª¡ªMy Lord! I finally... I finally found you!


    A stalwart but beautiful voice, quite obviously a female''s, but the tone was like a knight meeting her lord, as the blade vibrated in his fingertips.


    ¡ª¡ªThis lowly blade is named Durandal, and I am honoured to meet you! The chosen one! Please use me as you see fit.


    I was crafted by the gods using dragon''s blood, elven essence, divine power and a fairy''s heart, then bathed in dragon blood and given sentience!


    Please use me! I can evolve and improve with each opponent defeated and absorb the energy from all swords... I am yours, my lord.


    "Eh... why are you so cute and likeable!?"


    Lancelot found Durandal cute... the way she was so devoted and kind... the golden threads inside his body no longer caused pain but gave him power... as she said... Caladbolg to Take Power... Durandal to give him power...


    the two opposite swords suddenly came to his mind as Sebastian rushed over.


    ¡ªNononono! This slut is going to steal you from me! Master... Don''t abandon Kara! I will do anything~


    "My lord, are you alright?" Sebastian''s rough voice caused Lancelot to look up and show the blade... Sebastian''s eyes widened; he was familiar with this sword... but Durandal had long vanished after her last wielder died.


    "How..."


    His voice trembled as if seeing something like a miracle... then he placed a hand on Lancelot''s shoulder, "Whoever sent this item cares for you a great deal. Make sure you never forget it... Did they send a message?"


    "No... Nothing else." Lancelot shook his head; Durandal said there was no letter or anything as if crafted purely for him.


    Sebastian smiled... "I see; the person who sent this likely knows you already... so there is no need."


    ''Who could have sent it...? Do you know Dora?''


    ¡ª¡ªMight Dora be me... My Lord?


    Durandal sounded excited... Lancelot didn''t question more but knew whoever sent Durandal cared for him.


    ''Do you know who sent you?''


    ¡ª¡ªYes... It was the student of my former master... I cannot say her name as she promised me, but her hair was wild and beautiful like a raging fire, and she has nothing but your happiness and safety in her heart.


    ''Who was your previous master?''


    ¡ª¡ªMaribeth du Lac


    ''Maribeth...'' Lancelot muttered with an aching heart... Sebastian patted his shoulders firmly... "Come, lad... your training will not complete itself... you should not let your new toy distract you!"


    Before Sebastian could pull him away, Lancelot''s body vanished from the vision Sebastian, in a single moment, using all his power. He stepped behind Sebastian and slashed the old man''s flank with the sword, causing a loud metallic sound and his cane blocking the blade, making Sebastian laugh.


    "I knew it! You are just like her... Come!"


    Sparks flew as Lancelot unleashed everything he had. Durandal resonated with his emotions; the more he swung her, the stronger and faster she moved! Her weight was the same as Caladbolg''s; however, his swordsmanship became elegant and graceful.


    ''This is the true form of my swordsmanship...! Maribeth... Mother...!''


    His attacks with Caladbolg were fierce and devastating, using her to break the guard of Sebastian, while Durandal protected and struck with light and gentle speed as both his arms flowed as fast as Morganna''s.


    Their attacks continued... as students and Ruvella watched from the corner of the mansion, Evaine''s eyes shone with stars, but the most entranced was Ruvella... watching the blue and silver light from Durandal... a tear dripped from her eye as she called out...


    "Maribeth... he''s accepted your sword... It seems your disciple also fell for your son''s damn charm..."


    Evaine couldn''t understand Ruvella''s words... but smiled brightly; Lancelot''s swordsmanship had finally evolved... and she wished for nothing more than his happiness as Morgana, Guinevere, and Rena watched through the crystal ball and saw Sumika and Maria watching as they were on the ground covered in wounds and bruises from their training.


    ''You have done well, Lancelot...'' Morgana cheered him on... Rena clenched her fist tightly. "I want to fight him..." She was loud and cheering Lancelot on, her heart pounding at his display of strength. Guinevere felt joy... happy that Lancelot would become the man she saw in the future vision... a man of good, evil and balance.


    **


    However, one girl watched Lancelot from a distant realm; her fiery red hair danced wildly as she clapped softly... a gentle smile on her lips before the room returned to its usual atmosphere, and Lancelot and Sebastian stopped fighting, panting with sweat dripping down their skin as Durandal glowed brightly... absorbing Lancelot''s sweat, blood and energy.


    Durandal''s colour suddenly changed slightly; she was lighter and faster... and her colour, which was blue and silver, became a deeper blue...


    "So it was you... who spoilt my plans... a mere mortal, not even a king?" The red-haired woman''s face seemed gentle and happy... but the moment she clapped her hands together... the entire forest around her died... drained and devoured...


    of all life.


    "A shame, those necromancers were all talk... Shall I ask the devils next time? And have them crush you first~ fufu... such a pretty dance, but I want to kill you so badly." Her beautiful and seductive voice carried a terrible weight as she licked her lips hungrily, wishing for Lancelot''s death.


    Yet... she did not realise the consequences her next actions might have... S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.