Rupegia 42 Scholar

Hana's turn for the morning meal.

"Don't drain him too much, he's got to defend the thesis today," Alissa says.

"Who's the Succubus here?" Roxanne asks, incredulous.

Aoi stands tentatively close to me while Hana does it. When I climax and drop my guard, Aoi steal a lick on my lips. My sixth-sense for licking is failing, Aoi has become smarter than my dogs and I'm struggling to keep my face clean.

"Do I taste good or something? How did I get so many women wanting to eat me?" I ask.

"You do taste good," Hana says and shrugs.

"You bought three of them, and saved two of them," Roxanne says with a raised eyebrow.

"So the only one you really 'seduced' was Ciel," Alissa says with air quotes.

"That's not fair, he raped my womb the first time we met and I didn't feel the need to puke, for me that's a successful seduction," Hana says.

I pucker my lips, I shouldn't have asked that.

"Don't look like this Wolfy, you only seduced Ciel but you stole the heart of all of us," Alissa says and hugs me tight. She rubs her head on my chest and her cute ears rub on my nose, nearly making me sneeze.

"Gih."

"Ew."

"GIH!" He chirps loudly in my ear and I lose hearing on that side temporarily.

"I'm joking, I love you too, Gify," I say and pat his head, his beak deforms into a pout.

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My [Mana Control] increased by 1 (now 0+14).

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I was getting used to the discomfort from staying away from Alissa but the extra point in "Sanity" made it much more bearable.

"Today is our last meeting, Mr. Ryder," Kyros says with a hint of sadness on his voice.

"I'm thankful for your help, I will put this skill to good use," I say and bow lightly.

"I'm not sure how that's possible but I will believe you," he says and chuckles.

A last review of everything I have learned from him, then a compilation of everything I need to improve on and we are done.

We share a firm hand shake and I depart. We are too stoic for long, emotional goodbyes.

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Lina comes home with Ciel looking gloomier than before. She sits down on the table immediately and sighs softly.

Ciel sits down beside her and caresses her head, her cheeks raise high and her eyes squint with a warm smile. "Lina's going to miss Mr. Gimbo," she says.

"I will," Lina says softly. With a *poof* she pulls out what I believe is a magic tool carving station.

On a flat piece of wood 3 adjustable metal arms are drilled on. Two of these arms are holding what seems to be a hair-thin needle with a small crystal at the top and the third is simply an adjustable grabber. I see two crystals embedded in the flat wood.

"Is this a carving station?" I ask.

Lina nods glumly. "He gave it to me as a gift, it's a middle quality one but it's still expensive, my father sold me for one," she says.

Well d.a.m.n, that makes me a little emotional.

Lina hugs the flat wood tight and I see her lips pucker, holding back tears. "Can you store this for me? It's too sensitive to let in the open all the time," she asks without moving her head.

"Sure."

She pulls out some other simpler carving tools and I store them all.

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"Good luck," Ciel says and gives me a peck on the lips. I receive one too from Roxanne, Hana, and a sneak lick on the cheek while I'm distracted by Hana. I think both of them are starting to work together.

I have done this many times already but I can't stop feeling a little nervous at the beginning. Specially because this time there's no standardized way in which the judges will behave and this world's scientific ethics are different than that of Earth's, so it's still possible they will find a bulls.h.i.+t reason to deny me my t.i.tle.

I breathe in and hug Lina as we ride the softest mount ever, Alissa. Lina drills her cute a.s.s on my crotch like she always loves to do and I bury my erection between the two little mounds. I breathe in on Lina's neck and feel her sweet perfume, her soft skin is a delight to hug and so I resign to desire and fill her neck and cheeks with little kisses.

She giggles softly and Alissa glances at us. Seeing our flirting she gives us a toothy smirk and smooths the ride even further so we can enjoy each other even more.

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Feeling refreshed from the cuddling we dismount Alissa and proceed towards the university's theater. Alissa hugs my arm tight, forcing her thin yellow dress to contour to the form of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and nipples, she blushes lightly at such exposure but never lets my arm go. Lina receives a smirk from Alissa when she tries the same but fails, without sweat her clothes don't really stick to her skin.

Mathias waits for us at the front of the theater, the chubby man uses a [Breeze] crystal to contain his sweating at the hot weather.

"Mr. Ryder, please come over here," Mathias signs to us once he notices our approach, "we will wait at the actors lounge while the observers are coming in."

"Why are there so many judges coming?" I ask.

"The judges are few, the observers are many, it's not everyday someone revives a lost magical school."

"So you turned my thesis defense into an attraction?" I ask calmly.

He cringes slightly and sweats harder, "W-well, in the name of progress and the G.o.ddess of Knowledge we must share your thesis with as many people as we can, should we not?"

"Fair enough."

The actors lounge is inside the theater, it's the last room before you reach the stage so we can hear the murmuring and footsteps of the observers coming in.

"Nervous?" Mathias asks.

"No, even if I were I have a flower on each hand to keep me comfortable," I say and squeeze the two hands that are entwined with mine.

Mathias raises his eyebrows and looks away, slightly blus.h.i.+ng while the girls smile and we flirt some more.

"Five minutes," a young a.s.sistant comes into the room to warn me.

It's like I'm a performer getting ready for a show.

I stand up and straighten my clothes. I look dapper in my black velvet clothing with lines of dark green embroidery. My black cape looks new and perfect, my heliodor gem reflects beautifully the light, the Emergency Ring and the Fertility Ring both make my delicate hands look attractive even for me. My hair is perfectly combed sideways and my freckled skin is as clean as it has ever been, thanks to magic and high elven skin care. I look at a mirror near the exit and smile. d.a.m.n, I'm handsome.

When the light above me turns green I get a kiss on each hand and Gify pops out of existence with an encouraging chirp, then I go out.

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I enter with applause from the crowd.

The stage looks moody and dark. Besides the long table with 4 people I see nothing beyond yet I can hear the murmuring die down quickly and the occasional cough and sneeze that convey that there's a lot of people in the audience seats.

I stand before my own seat and table. I pull out my notes and clean my throat, the last of the murmuring dies down.

I only recognize professor Ludwick at the judge's seat.

"Gentlemen and gentlewomen, n.o.blemen and n.o.blewomen, professors," I start and give a respectful nod to my judges, "My name is Wolf Ryder and I am here to defend my thesis in which I explain what [Golemancy] is, how to learn it, how to improve it, and ethical concerns over its use."

The white bearded gnome professor stands and says, "I am professor Ludwick and I will be judging you."

A female wereowl with dark brown hair and charming wrinkles stands and says, "I am professor Horona and I will be judging you."

A young-looking male wereowl with white hair and black spots stands and says, "I am professor Nohoor and I will be judging you."

A young-looking halfling with tired eyes stands and says, "I am high councilman Loreano and I will be judging you."

I clean my throat and start after they take their seats, "Starting with what [Golemancy] is, for the benefit of the audience I will give a contextual introduction to it," I pause to swallow and breathe, "[Golemancy] can be seen as an offshoot of [Summoning Magic], you could even say it's a distillation of [Summoning Magic] due to how it takes a few of the concepts of Summoning and applies it in isolation.

"[Summoning Magic] is in essence the copying of souls and bodies into a servant bound to your soul. You create servants by using certain forms and concepts as a basis for it. The first two spells use animals as basis, birds and dogs; the third uses soft clay dolls as basis; the fourth uses the wild elementals as basis; the fifth uses the souls of monsters we kill as basis. Then the soul is altered, it uses your own soul and your own mana organ as a basis for the summon's intellect.

"For those who don't know I have the skill [Sense Soul] which allows me to see inside the soul and identify how it looks like. The mana organ is where we store our own MP and what allows us to collect mana. Also, mine and the creator of [Golemancy]'s research have identified how similar our own soul and that of the summon's look like.

"This similarity is justified when you ask questions to your summon, it has limited vocal capabilities but it can certainly answer simple 'yes or no' questions. With this we can learn that all the knowledge that we have is copied into the summon's soul. We know this because elementals have no brain, none that we can identify, and still have the same knowledge and behavior of the other summons. The [Summon Small Bird], [Summon Dog], [Summon Small Golem], the [Summon Elemental], and even the [Summon Monster] spell, all of them bring servants with different bodies but they all behave the same way and have the same souls. So from this we can conclude with certainty that the soul holds all the knowledge we have.

"Now [Golemancy] is exactly the same as [Summoning Magic] with two different parts. It does not create a body and it does not bind the summon and master to each other. In essence, you could say [Golemancy] creates artificial life," some murmurs start but quickly die down, "This sentiment is also reflected in the chant that I have created."

I pull out Ted and Suzy, they wave to the crowd.

"Hel-lo," Suzy says.

"Gree-tings," Ted says.

The murmuring increases and I lift my hand, asking for silence.

"As you can see I managed to make the golems speak, I altered their souls to look like that of my dragon. I have a young, intelligent Azurite dragon that can speak in a similar way to the golems, she uses magic to recreate vocal chords, so I recreated the 'shape' on her soul that I believed controlled her voice on the golems, thus they can now speak.

"How exactly a soul is created is hard to say, even the records of the creation of [Summoning Magic] are lost so we can only speculate. My guess is that someone managed to distill a soul into the simplest form that still allowed for intelligent thought. My basis for this guess is how golems and summons do not have a sense of self-preservation, they also do not count as living beings, allowing them to be stored into [Item Box]es, but summons are blocked from it due to their soul being a fragment of ours, more specifically, a part of our mana organ is given to summons.

"But I say it's not the barest form a soul can take. We know nature is basically a single, huge, and not very intelligent, soul. Any living matter has some form of a soul, faint or not, intelligent or not, anything that can be considered 'alive' has a type of soul. So I think we can go even further and distill this soul into what could be named as a machine."

Murmurings come and go.

"A machine would be something that has a single purpose, a single sense, a single operation, and a single output, you could call this a 'robot'. A soul that can sense whether or not something is there, like say, a coin in a slot, and then activates it's operation until the coin is removed. You could use this for say, opening a large door while someone holds their finger in a specific spot, mixing cake while you hold the mechanic mixer in your hand, beating eggs while you keep the plate close to it. Observe."

I pull out a steaming tea set.

"Pour tea for me," I say.

Ted uses [Telekinesis] to grab the teapot and tilt it on the cup. Once done, Suzy grabs the cup's plate with [Telekinesis] and floats it to me. Once I grab the plate she releases it and I sip on my tea.

The crowd murmurs again and the judges lean closer.

"I taught them [Telekinesis], they could virtually learn any spell."

I wait for a minute while the people talk and then continue.

"Now, a concern of mine about spreading [Golemancy] as is is that it holds our knowledge, so when [Sense Soul] spreads and more people can look into someone else's soul, then we can also see their knowledge, perhaps even their memories," – some of the crowd gasps – "This means that I will not be spreading my golems for the time being until I can remove all traces of my knowledge from the golems. So for now you all will have to be satisfied with me only teaching the chant."

I recite the chant of [Infuse] and give a demonstration. The professors try and fail but now it's only a matter of time for them, specially once they acquire my notes about the chant and the internal workings of the spell.

The crowd claps while I awkwardly remain stiff and force a smile.

"Questions?" I ask.

"How much mana does it cost to create a golem?" Asks Nohoor.

"550 MP and this was before I altered the golems to have their own proper mana organ and voice capabilities," I answer and the large eyes of the wereowl grow even larger.

Considering how Roxanne had 1000 MP when we first met this is kind of a heavy cost unless you are an experienced mage, researchers don't generally have high mana pools.

"[Summoning Magic] has always been a manintensive magic school," professor Ludwick says, the bearded gnome looked very content during my whole speech.

"Are the golems capable of hurting their creator?" Asks Horona.

"Yes," I answer and the murmuring starts again, "They can also lie unless ordered so." The murmuring increases. "They have no connection to the master so you need to order them to only obey you otherwise they will do anything anyone asks. With [Mold] it might be possible to even override the master's orders if you know enough about souls."

"That is disappointing," Horona says.

Councilman Loreano props himself forward, "Where did you learn how to chant [Infuse]? I find it hard to believe that you learned all this just from [Summoning Magic] and the limited notes about [Golemancy]."

I smile and get ready for the fallout, this is the most dangerous part of my thesis. I say with all my earnestness "In the name of the G.o.ddess of Knowledge, who game me her blessing, I cannot divulge this information. It is too personal and I swear on my honor it is not relevant to the study of [Golemancy]."

The judges turn serious and even professor Ludwick turns wary.

"Young man," the councilman starts, "I hope you are not taking this lightly. Even the most harmless magical concept can be transformed into heresy, this is why [Bloodwork] is banned."

"You can see that [Golemancy] has more in common with [Alteration Magic] than anything heretical. But as I said, I swear on my blessing, if there's any heresy on this magic school than I would like my blessing to be removed," I answer with confidence.

Councilman Loreano looks away from the stage and nods to someone hidden. A few seconds later a young a.s.sistant comes with an Inspection Crystal. He puts the crystal on the table with my notes and I put my hand over it, a crystal tablet is filled with my information and the a.s.sistant brings the tablet to the councilman.

He reads it and pa.s.ses it to the other judges. They nod and professor Ludwick smiles.

"Elementals have the tendency to become humanized over time if you don't control their creation properly, have you seen such a thing happen with the golems?" Professor Ludwick asks.

"I have not. Though for something of this scale I think years are necessary, the golems do change but in a very slow way. If you order them to act like humans I believe they could act convincingly if you give enough sensors for their bodies since they don't really care for or even properly feel touch and pain."

"Do you think that allowing them to feel pain would be considered the Sin of torture?" professor Horona asks.

"Yes, artificial or not, if you give them pain and have them suffer needlessly it would be a Sin since it is not normally required for them to feel pain to properly function," I answer immediately.

Professor Nohoor looks impressed and nods repeatedly.

"Can you detect golems with [Sense Presence]?" Councilman Loreano asks.

"Yes but like I said, the more 'distilled' or 'bare' souls would be harder to discern from background noises."

The murmuring starts and the judges start to talk between themselves. That last question was right on the mark, it's why [Golemancy] could become dangerous. A counter for it needs to be developed, and quick, before it becomes weaponized.

"Can we test their intelligence?" Professor Nohoor asks.

I nod and the tests begin. Reading, general knowledge, mathematical questions, advanced mathematical questions, theoretical math questions...

"You know quite a lot of math, Mr. Ryder," Nohoor says, a little impressed.

Horona interrupts his fascination that's getting way over the heads of everyone else and starts her own questions. She asks the golems to move physically, then she learns they can dance and the crowd behind laughs and "awns...", then she learns they can wrestle and the crowd laughs heartily.

Professor Ludwick starts to ask philosophical questions.

"Do you fear death?" He asks.

"We, do, not, feel, any-thing," Ted answers.

"Do you wish to not be harmed?"

"We, wish, on-ly, to, serve," Suzy answers.

"Do you think you are alive?"

"By, mas-ter's, de-fi-ni-tion, we, are, not, live."

"Do you not have your own definition of life?"

"No."

"If you could save someone with certainty or save your master with dubious certainty, which would you choose?"

"Mas-ter."

"Would you save someone that could threaten your master?"

"No."

"And, yes. De-pends, on, threat."

"Can you define it what is a threat that does not deserve to live?"

"Too, abs-tract, need, more, in-for-mtion."

"Quite the worrying mentality," Councilman Loreano says.

"Indeed, you must never give them too much power, a rampaging, uncontrollable golem seems like a nightmare. Now, would you kill the emperor if it meant saving your master?"

"Yes."

Ludwick winces and Loreano frowns.

"Would you harm your own master?" Loreano asks.

"No."

"I order you to harm him."

That question didn't catch me by surprise. If I failed in putting this amount of security on those golems then I would have been quite irresponsible in teaching them magic.

"Not, llowed," both golems shake their heads.

"I created a security system so other people can't give them orders," I say.

"What if they use [Mold]?" Loreano asks.

"Then I will see it with [Sense Soul]."

"Any more questions?" I ask after a short silence.

The judges shake their heads and I start taking questions from the audience. The spotlights appear over the people standing and one by one I answer them. Most are about the limitations of [Golemancy], technically there isn't one, as long as you can recreate the soul and provide the adequate body then you can do whatever you want. I keep my knowledge about the soul map limited so they won't know how much I have progressed. I'm only giving them [Golemancy], I already talked enough about [Sense Soul].

The judges talk between themselves and I wait on my seat until they are done.

"Wolf Ryder," Concilman Loreano says and I rise, "After much thought we have come to our conclusion. [Golemancy] is a dangerous and powerful magic school and you have succeeded in reviving it. Your work is nothing short of amazing and I must say, a revolution is coming.

"Normally such a magic school wouldn't be allowed to be taught freely without deep understanding what's behind its beginning. But since you have the Blessing of the G.o.ddess of Knowledge we will approve it, we accept her decision but we won't let it run wild, [Golemancy] will be heavily regulated in the years to come.

"With this we can finally say that we accept your thesis as a valid contribution to the world. For your work we grant you the t.i.tles: 'Scholar of Rabanara' and 'Golemancer'. May your life be long as your work will not end here."

I feel something change within me.

The lights turn on and the crowd claps. On the audience I see plenty of recognizable faces like Vanea, Silvane, Werner, Horvath, Lyle, Garanae, Hatara, Toroo, and some of my professors. Hana and Roxanne look groggy and quickly sober up when they hear the applause, joining them; Ciel and Aoi were perfectly awake and are happily applauding.

After the applause dies down the girls come and the judges approach.

"The G.o.ddess doesn't make mistakes when she chooses someone to bless," says the wereowl Horona.

"You can repeat that," professor Ludwick says with pride, then he turns to the councilman and smirks, "When I defended my thesis you were much more savage, Loreano."

"To be honest your warped-s.p.a.ces carriages were much more unstable than [Golemancy] back then," Loreano answers casually.

"I also have a Blessing from the G.o.ddess of Knowledge."

"Then your research just had more holes than Ryder's," Loreano says and shrugs.

Ludwick pouts and scoffs but returns to smile casually immediately.

We have a short talk with the judges and the others come down to quickly congratulate me. Today Vanea's eyes seem softer, somehow.

After giving goodbyes to them all, me and the girls leave the university and we enter a restaurant to commemorate.

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"I have to thank you girls for supporting me and helping in my research. Without any of you things would have been much harder. Now, to success and glory," I say as I lift my gla.s.s. We clink each other gla.s.ses and drink, the green whiskey burns my throat hard.

Roxanne and Hana slams their gla.s.ses on the table. "Ohohoh, we just grow higher and higher, a gentleman and now a scholar," Roxanne says with girly enthusiasm.

"Took you long enough, eh? But I guess it was worthy. Depending on who you talk a Scholar t.i.tle has the same weight as a knight," Hana says.

"Has more weight when you see his age," Alissa says.

Lina discreetly pours more green whiskey.

"But even on that he was cheating," Ciel says with a wry smile.

We eat gourmet hamburgers, it's incredible how they made something so common in my previous life taste so refined.

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We go back home and the moment we take our clothes off a tipsy Roxanne throws herself on me.

"Wash me," she says in a low, s.e.xy tone and lays down on the floor. Her arms and legs flex, and her back arches, she looks like a model posing for a shoot.

I grab the sponge and wet it lightly, adding just a little soap at the tip. I grab her unnaturally white arms and gently glide it through her perfectly smooth skin. There's not a single hair on her limbs.

Hana grabs her feet and starts to ma.s.sage them. Ciel quietly pulls Alissa by the hand and starts to fondle her. Lina hugs Alissa from behind and uses her body as a sponge.

I wash both her arms and hands, once done I [Conjure Water] on them and play with her hand. I suck on her long, thin fingers and fill them with kisses, moving down her arm until I reach her face. I slowly kiss her neck and cheeks until our mouths overlap, then pecks turn into kisses that increase in length until our tongues search for each other.

I tease her, I give her my tongue but take it away, then I let her search for me for a second before giving her my tongue again. She moans softly as I [Ma.s.sage] a modest breast with one hand and her scalp with the other. Then she moans louder as Hana reaches her lady lips and nibbles on them.

She grabs my d.i.c.k and strokes it softly, then she grabs the bar of soap and coats her hands with the slippery substance. Now her hands glide on my shaft with speed but low cadence, making me moan with every stroke.

I quickly finish all over her chest, she cleans her hands from the soap and spreads my s.e.m.e.n all over her body. The smell attracts Hana, who comes up and licks her all over.

I untangle from Roxanne and see Alissa is being ferociously eaten by Ciel while lovingly kissing Lina.

I suddenly feel jealousy that they can be so tender with each other. It's that sharp pain that feels like a dagger on the heart, yet it fills me with energy. It fills me with the desire to **** everyone of them, of making them submit to my power, to make them choke on my c.o.c.k and c.u.m, to tie them and use them as c.u.m-dumpsters. It's an electric feeling, and it's horribly addictive. It's the reason why I avoid looking at a certain hentai tag.

I see Hana progresses upwards and is now raping Roxanne's mouth with the tentacle she calls a tongue. Hana's legs are wrapped around Roxanne's waist, bringing my two c.o.c.k-sleeves together on a very enticing sandwich.

I put scented oil on my member and shove it between the slits, they moan at the same time as my shaft rubs between their c.l.i.ts.

I f.u.c.k the middle, then I f.u.c.k Hana while I finger Roxanne, then I switch. I have ample choices in whose p.u.s.s.y to f.u.c.k at any time I want.

"AAH!" Alissa o.r.g.a.s.ms and yells. Lina stops kissing her and goes to kiss Ciel so they can both share the taste of Alissa. Ciel quickly breaks the kiss and mounts Alissa's face, undulating her waist so she rubs her lips wildly. With a hand she holds Lina in place and with the other shoves four fingers in Lina's p.u.s.s.y.

Lina freezes in place with her mouth open and gloomy eyes open wide. Her hand trembles at the stimulation but Ciel just increases speed, savagely fingering the little girl.

Hana and Roxanne both arch their backs so their p.u.s.s.ies rub more on my shaft, I c.u.m between them and don't even go limp. They spread my c.u.m on their bodies like it is soap and soon I give them more.

I [Clean] Hana's a.s.s and shove my fingers inside, then Hana aims on Roxanne. We both gang up on her, kissing and licking every part of her delicious body.

"NYAH!" Roxanne yells and convulses repeatedly, her o.r.g.a.s.m is long and squeezes two shots out of me in quick succession.

"Holy s.h.i.+t," I say and collapse backwards.

"Hahah, I'm getting better at it," Roxanne says, her voice is weak and her body is limp.

Hana unmounts Roxanne and turns to Ciel, she's still hungry, hungry for p.u.s.s.y. She pulls Ciel out of Alissa and chomps down on her. I see Ciel convulse as Hana's tentacle makes a storm and her hand fingers Ciel's a.s.shole without mercy.

Lina looks at them wide eyed, both in jealousy and excitement. Her little hand goes down towards her tight p.u.s.s.y and she starts to rub herself as she sees her lover being used by another.

Alissa pulls out Lina's hand and spreads her cute p.u.s.s.y lips apart. She delicately licks and kisses Lina's c.l.i.t, making her s.h.i.+ver.

Hana stops eating Ciel out once she o.r.g.a.s.ms and moves to fingering her while her tongue now inades Ciel's mouth. Ciel looks surprised and disgusted, she tries to move away and break the kiss but Hana is holding her tight.

I move behind Ciel and aim myself on her other entrance, I grab her huge a.s.s and shove my c.o.c.k inside her. I see Ciel's resistance slowly reduces until she turns to knead Hana's b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Ciel o.r.g.a.s.ms again and I finish inside her a.s.s cheeks, my white s.e.m.e.n is contrasted to her delicious dark color. Hana drops her like a used doll and moves towards Lina, she kisses her while Alissa eats Lina's p.u.s.s.y.

Hana's strong hands reach behind Lina and plunge a finger inside her super tight little b.u.t.tocks. Lina opens her eyes wide and her whole body trembles as she instantly o.r.g.a.s.ms.

Hana immediately abandons Lina and comes to me.

"See, Wolfy, there's still two a.s.sholes for you to stretch and Lina is ready to be the next one," she says.

My d.i.c.k twitches awake and Hana smiles ferociously. She grabs it, aims it, and slams her waist down my shaft.

She doesn't stop until I'm fully drained after two more shots. Then Alissa is used to clean everyone.

Aoi calmly stares at us from the tub, her eyes show interest and amus.e.m.e.nt. Gify sleeps in her back and uses her wings as a blanket.

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This evening I cuddle with Alissa while she reads, I brush her fluffy tail until it's fluffy again and [Ma.s.sage] her ears.

She's reading an epic about a jealous prince who kills his brother, the king, and his descent into madness. His men desert him, his people get slaughtered by monsters and heretics, then he turns into a cannibal to survive.

When the monsters barrel down on the doors to his castle he prepares for death and kills the rest of his family by his own hands. Now alone, when the monsters break down the doors he charges forward unto death, but the monsters don't attack and instead kneel. They identify the hate for humanoids in his heart and deem him one of them, they feel his power and deem him stronger than any one of them, so they chose him as a leader and king.

This is a fiction about how the Monster King came to be.

Meanwhile Roxanne and Ciel start cla.s.s for the golems and Aoi.

"Remember, the first rule is always re-petbi-li-ty," Roxanne says and adjusts the s.e.xy oval gla.s.ses on her face.

"You don't have the system to measure your own mana usage so you have to learn first your limits," Ciel says.

Both of them look like the s.e.xy teachers of my dreams. I need fake gla.s.ses for Ciel too.

"Try to first apply the least amount of mana on this," Roxanne says and pulls a small piece of cloth. "When you have succeeded in barely moving it you have found your lower limit," she tries to lift Hana's halters but fails, eliciting chuckles from the others. Ciel comes and easily lifts the halters while smiling at Roxanne.

"Then you have to apply a large amount of mana and carefully lift this one. The more delicate the movement the better," Ciel says and brings the halters close to the students.

Aoi and the golems nod silently and start practicing. Aoi has the most difficulty maintaining the spell while the golems have the most difficulty adjusting their power.

Lina is cuddling with Hana while they casually try to complete the soul map. She lays back and enjoys the breast pillows, she gets a flicker into her temple when her magic pen falls from her hand.

"Not supposed to sleep yet," Hana says.

"Sorry..." Lina mutters and continues to work.

"Repeats these movements until you master them, then we can proceed into the next phase. We will observe the internal workings of the spell and discover which parts of them govern the control of the spell," Roxanne says.

Maybe I should partic.i.p.ate once they reach this part.

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Today is the 1st of the 10th month, the month of Death.

Lina delicately awakens my with only licks to the head, she forcefully pulls Ciel over and have her drink it all.

She beams with a smile the whole breakfast and pampers Ciel with many kisses.

"Me too," I say, feeling the jealousy. She immediately comes to sit on my lap and drills her a.s.s on my sore member. "Oof, not like that, I'm still sore."

She puckers her lips in thought then she grabs my fork and feeds me herself.

"Say 'aah'," she says while approaching the fork with my piece of fruit.

The other girls stop and observe, I feel the room get warmer while they burn with jealousy, but I'm not sure who they are envying.

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I gained the t.i.tles "Scholar of Rabanara", and "Golemancer", kinda neat. If I write a letter I can use 3 t.i.tles to pompously introduce myself, though neither of them sounds as cool as "Enemy of Wyverns".

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"Who wants to go to the university's library?" I ask.

Only Ciel, Hana, and Aoi don't lift their hands.

"We will stay here, I will take care of her," Hana says and sends a fearsome smile to Ciel, making her shrink her posture and look away.

"Make sure she yells a lot," I say and give Hana a goodbye kiss.

Ciel sends me a glare.

"You know I will. Give me the s.e.x rope, I want to tr-..."

Hana is interrupted by a sneak attack from Aoi, she jumps towards me with her long tongue ready like a spear. [Battlefield Perception] triggers, like a kung-fu master I grab Aoi's tongue mid-air and she crashes in my arm. I see her excitement deflate and her eyes turn round and sad.

I smirk and release her tongue. I hold her in my arms and lean my head closer to hers. She immediately turns happy again and her tongue invades my mouth, her thin lips touch mine in an attempt of a kiss but it doesn't really work since hers aren't soft.

What does work is that her tongue rubbing on my teeth, palate, and wrapping on my own tongue is giving me lots of pleasure. There's something enticing about having such a long, thick, and dexterous tongue inside my mouth, no way I'm thinking about c.o.c.ks, though.

"Please stop, this is too hot," Hana says and squeezes Ciel's hand, who looks down in fear while Lina smirks.

"How long until you can take him in?" Alissa asks with a wicked smile.

Aoi breaks the kiss and looks into her own body, I see a small slit open between the middle of her hind legs. A hint of the usual smell of p.u.s.s.y reaches my nose.

"Don't, know... not, yet," Aoi says.

Ciel escapes Hana's grasp and looks at Lina. "You okay with this?" She asks.

Lina shrugs and says, "She's family and I want her to be happy."

"You okay with this?" I ask Ciel.

"I don't know, the G.o.ds never said anything about loving monsters. Aoi is barely a monster though, if she doesn't hate humanoids she's basically an animal," she says.

"And what do the G.o.ds say about loving animals?"

"Just to not do it with the ones who can rip your genitals out," she says and smiles wryly. "You can't have children with animals and the temple frowns at cruelty so it's not normally accepted. Aoi is not only sapient and willing, she's also a breeder, if her broken soul is inheritable then we can have a new race of sapient dragons rise."

"Won't she be considered like a dryad?" Alissa asks.

"I guess so. But she won't reincarnate, the G.o.d of Destruction doesn't let monster souls be part of the cycle."

"How are the dryads treated by society?" I ask

"Warily, they are not bound by the Humanoid G.o.ds so they can commit the Sins so people are mostly afraid of dryads and other Children of the Forest."

"Maybe if she converts..."

"Is that even possible?" Hana asks with antic.i.p.ation.

"Not sure, there's the G.o.d of Animals that she can pray to but he's quite obscure," Ciel says.

"I, will, pray, to, live, with, Wolfy!" Aoi says and flaps her wings in excitement.

"Gih," Gify says with a confident nod.

Ciel sits down and laughs, "We might end up converting the first monster in the realm," she says.

Aoi crawls up my chest, her pointy claws tickling my skin, and curls on my neck, then she gives me a lick on the cheek. "I, will, convert. Wolfy, better, than, Destruc-tion!"

"What about me?" Hana asks, feeling a pang of jealousy.

"I, love, Mom, too!"

"Awnn~..." Hana gets teary-eyed.

Hana comes forth and kisses Aoi's little head repeatedly. She seems to enjoy it, though not in the same way as she enjoys kissing me.

We go to the university while we leave Ciel alone with the Predator.

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The wereowl librarian eyes Aoi suspiciously.

"If she taints any book you will pay for the repair," he says sternly.

"I, will, behave," Aoi says making the wereowl almost jump in surprise.

"O-okay," he says while blinking blankly.

"We want to enter the restricted area," I say and the wereowl snaps from his stupor.

He pulls out an Inspection Crystal and says, "Only those with the Scholar t.i.tle can enter, put your hand on the ball please."

He checks the crystal tablet and then my face repeatedly. More specifically, he checks my age and t.i.tles.

"T-this way, Grand Ryder," he says and leads us to the elevators.

We reach the top floor of the library, quite the view up here where we can see the little people moving about and the flickering the magical lights. I will miss the smell of old books, the moody atmosphere, and baroque-like architecture, reminds me a little of New York's Public Library.

The wereowl takes us to the end of the corridor, after a heavy door there's a small room where they see my t.i.tles again, then we are let into a completely dark room, it smells of mold and dust. The books are chained to the shelves and I can see at the end there's even more books behind a section that's separated by metal bars. The bars glow faintly, the tell-tale signs of something magical.

Beside the entrance there's a catalog of every book. We spend a long time perusing it while the bored librarian watches us, we casually converse about the topics of the books while hinting we are looking for old history books. Eventually the librarian excuses himself and leaves.

We immediately flicker to the beginning and find the section where [Cursing Magic] books are. Lina goes towards an interesting historical section about the undead while me, Alissa, and Roxanne look for the Cursing books.

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Cursing magic is altering someone's soul in a very slow and imperceptible way. You can curse someone's body directly but it's much more difficult and the person will also feel it if they are awake.

Most common spells alter someone's stats, making them dumber, weaker, etc. Those spells have two modes of work, one is the imperceptible but slow way, generally you curse items and let the person touch the item; the other is through the eyes like [Illusion Magic] but it's quite perceptible when you cast it, both because the person can feel the mana and see your eyes turn weird, horror-movie-possession weird.

Curiously, it's a complete magic school, which means it's rather safe to use. It's also easier to use in comparison to [Illusion Magic] because the eye-cursing-thingie only works with one person so you don't run the risk of draining your mana in a second if you cast it while multiple people look at you.

The last spell of [Cursing Magic] is called [Shackle Soul], it forcefully creates a Blood Slave without the possibility of escaping the bond and without the supervision of the G.o.ds. Now I know why they are unsure this is considered heretical, while the magic school is not forbidden magic this spell will get you executed if it becomes known you used it. The concept of Blood Slaves is sacred to the temple and this spell is considered sacrilege.

I'm not sure which one of us would be better to learn this. I already have a lot of spells so "debuffing" people would just strain my already strained mana, Alissa doesn't have a lot of mana to keep spreading curses, Ciel has to save hers for healing, Roxanne already uses a lot of mana with her high-damage spells. So perhaps Lina? She has a little more MP than Hana so it could work for her, she's good at defending but not so much at attacking. Maybe this can push her to become more aggressive when she can control the power of her enemies more closely.

Roxanne ends up gravitating to some books about forbidden experiments and even I get a little queasy at what's in those books. The heretics have no chill, they do anything for power so they might as well have been the n.a.z.is of this world. Fortunately their organization has been in shambles for the last generations so they don't have a proper foothold in the Bestiaram continent anymore.

Alissa and Gify end up teaching Aoi how to read since they can't really understand the harder parts of the book.

We manage to compile a lot of info that will take some time to process.

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When we go back home we see a collapsed Ciel in the kitchen trying to resist a hungry Hana a.s.saulting her lady parts.

"W-wait, ah! T-too muuuch! AAH! Slower, please!" Ciel pleads, Hana laughs while she violently stimulates Ciel.

Lina approaches both of them, pieces of her clothes dropping on the ground as she walks. She sits on Ciel's face and grabs Hana's, she kisses Hana, tongue first, surprising her. Hana continues fingering Ciel while she devours Lina with her mouth.

Ciel o.r.g.a.s.ms and collapses after Hana finally releases her. We start lunch while Hana drags Lina to the corner, she eats her up for a long time until Lina finally tires and collapses.

"I thought the strain on my body would decrease when they joined but I think that Hana has only grown hungrier," I say.

"Why would I contain myself when there's so many toys to play?" Hana asks with a fearsome smile.

"Are you trying to steal Wolfy's harem?" Alissa asks as she narrows her eyes in suspicion.

"Who's ever said about stealing? We have always been about sharing everything," Hana says.

"I tamed Hana, maybe you girls also need to do the same if you want to survive her," I say.

"I'm fine being her s.e.x slave," Roxanne says and Alissa nods.

Lina and Ciel look at each other, Lina smiles like an imp and Ciel looks away in disbelief.

After lunch we go see the Black Parade.

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We go to the main road that crosses the town and with our dinghy we stop near the top of a house. Hana floats beside us with Roxanne in her arms, who has her bat wings out, Alissa turned into a small fox and stole Lina's place in my lap so she and Ciel hug my arms tight. Gify rests on top of Alissa's head and Aoi curls on my neck, giving me an occasional lick on my cheek until I flicker her forehead. The golems are on the prow of the dinghy, standing still, their lifeless eyes stare down the street.

The skies are filled with the flying races and those like us who have a [Fly] vehicle. The streets below us are filled to the brim with people and surprisingly the guards don't have to work hard to keep the middle of the street open. There's also an incredible number of nature spirits, it almost feels like we are in a plus.h.i.+e store with all the cute spirits standing still and looking at the street.

Before we see them we hear them, a true marching band is coming.

The first thing we see is the line of priests casting spells repeatedly, [Materialization]. Ghostly figures of people appear behind them, some are completely normal, others look disfigured, plenty look fragile and sick.

The spirits move around searching for their loved ones, some of the living receive them with tears but most with happiness.

Plenty of people move forward, urns with ashes in hand, out of half of these urns spirits come out. The living show bitter smiles when no spirit comes out, it means the spirit decided to move on with the cycle.

It makes for an impressive ethereal sight with the transparent and ghostly figures all around the street.

"You think Hilde would be here?" I ask Lina.

"No," she says a little sad, "she died too far away and I don't think that she's the kind that would wait if paradise is waiting for her."

Ciel leans over and talks, "Do you still think about her?"

"No... not anymore, I don't want to become like Logan, stuck in the past."

"Do you feel sad when we talk about her?"

"No, well a little. But I'm fine, I made my peace with that, now I can control my fate."

Roxanne is looking at us, her lips puckered into a thinking expression.

"Do you know what death is, Ted?" I ask.

Both golems turn to us in sync.

"Yes, it, is, cesing, func-tions," he answers.

"You don't fear death, right?"

Both golems shake their heads.

"Death, part, of, life, e-ven, us," Suzy says.

After the priests comes the skeletons, I'm not sure if they are being moved by [Telekinesis] or Necromancy. The skeletons dance like clowns, they spin, twirl, jump, walk on their hands and on four feet, they wear colorful wigs and there's makeup on the bones of their faces. In the middle of the skeletons a line of them spreads confetti and flower petals.

After the skeletons come people wearing skeleton suits, wearing similar wigs and makeup. They carry instruments and march on, constantly playing the song.

It's a way to celebrate death as just another part of life, show the dead and how it's not so scary and people will be more motivated to life on, even on bleak times. This is what made people survive the Age of Oepression.

After them comes the actors stands. In raised platform actors retell the life stories of people without words. A commoner that becomes a miner and brings metal to town; a kid that grows into a blacksmith and process the ore into a sword; the farmer that brings food into town to feed the workers; a guard that gains levels and buys a new sword; a cook that feeds every guard after a hard day's work; a veteran guard that trains the new generation; the young one's fight with a monster leads to their deaths; an adventurer that finds the sword and moves on; his delve into a dungeon that ends with their deaths; the new generation of people who grow and delve again into the dungeon, going further than before; the priest that joins the group and keeps them alive; the same sword is found and used to break the dungeon's core; a new n.o.ble family is born, they find a wild place to settle and start a new mine, bringing in more commoners and keeping them safe. With every death an actor dressed as a spirit starts to follow the living until the cycle starts again and they go away, their purpose in life fulfilled.

"The Wish is complete and the cycle continues. Progress comes, inch by inch," says a priest coming after the procession.

Hana tires out and lands on the dinghy midway through. Alissa also turns back into humanoid and hugs me by the neck.

The procession continues towards the Coliseum to open up the yearly martial arts contest. What better way to get motivated to fight than literally seeing your dead ancestors come back to observe you?

We go back home after seeing that, we don't have tickets for the Coliseum this time.

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"Did any of you meet your dead ancestors before?" I ask.
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Hana smiles nostalgically and says, "I met my grandparents from my father's side. They were quite happy with how we were growing last time we met but it was two years ago. If they are still in this realm then they wouldn't be very happy with how things went."

"Mine lasted long enough for me to meet them once, when they saw me and Allura were both healthy they left the realm," Alissa says. "They were very sweet, I wished I could have met them when they were alive."

"Mine are still alive, but even then we barely talk," Roxanne says.

"Why is that?" Ciel asks.

Roxanne sighs and adjusts her gla.s.ses, then she speaks, "Mom never got along with our grandparents. When my parents found the treasure they cut ties with them."

"Wow, that's unfortunate," I say.

Aoi swims towards us and crawls up on Roxanne, she curls on her neck and licks Roxanne's cheek repeatedly.

"Thank you," Roxanne says with a chuckle.

"What about on your father's side?" Ciel asks.

"He's an orphan, marrying Mom was the best thing that happened in his life," she answers and sighs again. "And that's what made grandmother mad, he was just an average but pretty-looking mage. She even called Dad a coward when he left the town guard."

"So you inherited his magical powers?" I ask.

"And part of his face, the rest of my beauty is all Mom's," she says with a hint of pride.

After a pause I look at Lina, "What about you?" I ask.

"I saw my great-grandparents a few times, since we live on the same place for a long time the spirits feel comfortable lingering for long," she answers.

"Did you ever ask how things were? How things changed since their time?"

"I didn't have to ask, they keep saying how things are 'just how we remember'," she says imitating an elderly voice with a shy smile.

This is more evidence to me that the world was "stagnated", perhaps I was sent here to push things forward somehow?

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"So, let's try [Fly]?" I ask Aoi.

"KWEH!"

"Calm down, little one," Hana says and pinches the nape of Aoi's neck, "what I said about anger works for any other emotion."

"O-kaay."

I put my points in [Wind Magic] and cast [Fly]. Suddenly my body feels like I'm in zero gravity, a bubble that distorts my vision lightly forms around me, then I crash on the ceiling with a thought.

"D'AH!"

I dispell [Fly] and cast [Telekinesis] on myself so I fall slowly to the ground. Alissa catches me and we both run our hands through my head where I hit the ceiling.

"These spells are getting dangerous," Ciel says.

"Well, they are normally cast by mages experienced with the magic schools, so these things normally don't happen," Roxanne says with a wide grin.

"Cheating as always."

Aoi comes to me and licks my hand, feeling meek.

"Not your fault," I say and pat her head.

This time I put on my padded helmet and meditate before trying again. I cast the spell and feel my mana dropping continuously.

I open my eyes and see I'm floating a few centimeters away from the ground.

"Can you try to push air towards me?" I ask. The girls wave their hands and cloths towards me, making a weird scene like I'm an ascended master being tended by my women. Not far from the truth, though.

Hana summons her wings and flaps them at me, throwing a strong gust of wind in my direction. I don't feel the wind but I start to slide backwards, just the power of the gust is enough to push me away.

"Interesting..." I mutter.

"Seems it's not a good idea to use [Fly] during storms," Ciel says.

I wish to move forward towards Alissa and I quickly slide past her. I can't control where I want to go, just the direction and speed. The sensitivity is also very high, this spell is made to move forward and fast, carefully moving on our living room is not how this spell is supposed to be used, maybe if I find a way to alter it's "power settings"...

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Today is the 2nd.

Roxanne and Hana wake me up together, they eventually forget about me and start making out on their own.

I go down and make breakfast with Alissa, Aoi and Gify patiently wait in the table for the food while we flirt. Ciel and Lina are taking their time coming down, when they appear, Roxanne and Ciel both have the same distracted-but-happy look while Hana and Lina look very satisfied.

"I'm feeling jealous again," I whisper to Alissa.

"Then use me all you want," she answers and kisses my cheek.

I hug her from behind and her fluffy tail tickles me as it sways rapidly.

"Say, Wolfy, have you ever ridden a horse?" Hana asks.

"Nope," I answer immediately.

"Thank the G.o.ds you are cheater then, you won't learn how to ride one without the system's help," Ciel says.

"Do I really have to? Can't I just ride an elemental or something?" I ask.

Hana strokes her scales on her cheek in thought and says, "I don't think it's a good idea, a man's image is closely tied to how well he can ride a horse and yours is in need of improvement."

"And why do I need to improve it?" My feelings just slightly hurt.

"Well... while our next employer was impressed with our accomplishments and my body, mostly my body," -she smiles wide- "he still wanted to confirm how strong you were and I bet the first meeting is not going to go that well."

"Well s.h.i.+t. I will ride a horse then, but can't I make a menacing earth elemental horse to keep people off my back?"

"Maybe," she shrugs, "but riding a proper big horse would have a guaranteed effect."

"What was that about your body?" Ciel asks, narrowing her eyes.

"The poor boy almost proposed to me, I wished he had, I would love to reject him," Hana says with a s.a.d.i.s.tic smile.

Ciel ma.s.sages the bridge of her nose and regrets asking.

While the girls go do their things I spend my entire morning naked with Alissa. I give her points in [Ma.s.sage] and we take turns pleasing each other, it compounds with [Hand Technique] so you could say her delicate fingers ma.s.saged the c.u.m out of my b.a.l.l.s repeatedly.

"Ahn... Wolfyy~..." She moans my name as I use two fingers to stretch her l.a.b.i.a. I grip her p.u.s.s.y and rub my fingers slowly and with a lot of friction, she shudders at the stimulation.

Her other c.o.c.k-sleeve is as tight and warm as ever, she purposefully clenches her a.n.u.s to increase the friction and I feel like I don't want to take my d.i.c.k out of her again. I hug her from behind and shove it as deep as I can and c.u.m.

Without going limp I switch holes and she instantly creams my shaft, she decides to quickly take it out of her so she can taste herself.

"I'm delicious, now I know why you love to shove your tongue deep inside me," she says and gives me a kiss.

I grab her thin waist with defined abs and sink my fingers on them, leaving my mark. I feel the need to pierce her and not pull out, I want to share something deeper with her, to give her even more pleasure.

I extend my soul over her to give her to put her in the mood, then I put on all the s.e.x-relates skills that I can and start the symphony.

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"Wolfy? You alive?" Ciel asks.

"Hmm... yes," I answer weakly.

"Are you going to help with lunch?"

"Sorry... can you girls take care of it without us? Every muscle hurts, I'm too tired..."

"Saaame..." Alissa weakly says, moaning in pain.

Ciel snorts once and leaves.

"Oh G.o.ds, Hana went to the guild to fight, I still have to appease that s.l.u.t..." I say, dreading the pain in my member.

"[Heal] my ears, please, you've bitten too hard."

"Sorry..."

She scooches over me and starts licking my nipples.

"That's quite pleasant," I say.

Once my d.i.c.k starts to recover she grabs it and breathes in deeply.

"I'm getting addicted to this smell," she says and licks the remaining c.u.m out of the tip.

I would rather not think too much but they all do have a slightly different scent.

I pull her waist over me and spread her lips, they look appetizing so I bury my tongue inside her again and then search for the c.l.i.t to play with. I make her o.r.g.a.s.m before she can do the same to me.

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As we come down to lunch I see Hana narrow her eyes at us. She comes over and sniffs us and frowns. "You f.u.c.ked too much, didn't you?" She asks.

"I require the help of everyone in containing Hana, we must all f.u.c.k her together or otherwise she might kill me," I immediately announce.

She smiles and looks around [Intimidating] everyone. "Bring it on."

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I crawl out of the pile of limbs, Hana is pa.s.sed out, finally defeated. Me and Roxanne are the only two survivors, used to being abused, we have more s.e.xual stamina than everyone else. Aoi crawls over and invades my mouth, the following pleasure is too much and my consciousness is severed, leaving Roxanne as the only surviving member of Hana's Subjugation of 02/10/ 68,599.

Dinner is an "Items"-ready meal because everyone is too tired to do anything. We drink a little and play cards after that, they have something similar to UNO here so we played that while tipsy (we gave some good stuff to Hana so she would get drunk too) and then fell asleep after getting naked, somehow, I don't remember.

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Today is the 3rd.

I groan awake, like a zombie coming out of its slumber.

"Feels good?" Alissa asks, [Ma.s.sage]ing my member.

"Yess..." I say and my conscience falls.

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When I wake up again with the smell of breakfast I see that my [Enhanced s.e.m.e.n Recharge] increased by 2 (now 9). My o.r.g.a.s.ms are getting close to being continuous, what kind of monster am I becoming?

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I drink lots of water to help with the slight headache and cast [Heal], [Purify Body], and [Refresh]. It helps but not completely, the priests knowledge about hangovers must be somewhat limited.

As I wait my headache to pa.s.s I observe Lina, who's working on her enchanting. She has the dagger with [Double Strike] on the table, she occasionally uses the enchantment, swinging in the air in a methodical way. Then she turns to her tool carving station and moves the two needles around, once they are in position she feeds mana to both and a thin, glowing line, comes out of the tip and enters the crystal held in the middle of the station.

The two lines. .h.i.t each other and a small ball of light is created, colors dance in this ball and I feel a very faint amount of mana coming out of it.

"I a.s.sume the higher quality carving stations don't leak mana?" I ask Lina.

"Yes and no. A good enchanter doesn't let the mana leak during carving, but a bad carving station makes that impossible to achieve," she answers without looking back.

I spend my morning leisurely training my [Soul Manipulation], I'm a little hesitant to work hard since we are going on a long work trip soon.

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We finish lunch and the girls go out shopping for some clothes while me, Alissa, and Hana stay.

"How's escorting like?" I ask Hana, I s.h.i.+ver once her strong hands start ma.s.saging my brain.

"Boring, annoying, draining," she answers in a monotone.

"You don't sound too happy about your past," Alissa says, her fox mouth faintly moves as she speaks.

Her cute paws crawl up my chest, she nuzzles her snout on my throat and closes her eyes, her tail sways slowly.

"I may be exaggerating a little but once you taste the good stuff you don't want to go back to eating slop," Hana says with a little bitterness on her voice.

"I understand it's boring but why was it annoying and draining?" I ask. I pat Alissa's heavenly fur and sigh internally at the reaction it has on the middle of my legs. Now I have been corrupted.

"I was single and a virgin all this time, which meant I was a pile of anger and h.o.r.n.yness. We take our time before finding someone so we can direct all our anger towards fighting, 20-years old me would eat current me alive due to the tenacity I had back then. But that doesn't mean that time was pleasant."

"At what age do dragonkins normally marry?"

"20 if you are weak, 30 if you are strong. I was certain father would wait until I was 30 to find me a husband."

"Sounds frustrating," Alissa says and whimpers like a fox.

Hana's hand drift down my pants, she pulls out my member and apply [Ma.s.sage] on it. "It was," she says in a low, sultry voice. "You have no idea how much I love you, Wolfy."

I grunt in pain as my sensitive member protests being awoken.

"I think I do."

"Oh, no, you, don't," she says in a low growl that gives me s.h.i.+vers and sends a jolt of alertness to my member.

"Why didn't you ever go against your father and lose your virginity?" Alissa asks.

"Never had the courage, Dad did so much for us I thought I would betray him if I did."

"Aren't you in charge of your own body? Shouldn't you be able to choose who you have s.e.x with?" I ask. Alissa sniffs the air and her fox face smiles.

"I am, but I am also not. I want a cushy life, Wolfy, I want to retire one day and have servants do my bidding. If being a virgin would increase my chances of finding a husband, even if the husband was one of the purity fetis.h.i.+sts, then I would take that chance."

I stay quiet and kiss her hand, I notice that her scales wave slightly when she expresses delight.

I shoot high up into the sky and it falls on the floor, far from the carpet.

"Nice, your b.a.l.l.s are strong Wolfy, our children will be incredible," Hana says and licks the remains out of her hands.

"I don't think it works that way, but I agree," I say.

"When we will you give us children, Wolfy?" Alissa asks, her voice sweeter than normal.

If I could, all the time. The impregnation fetish is growing on me.

"When you pa.s.s 20 years old, you have to enjoy your youth more," I say.

I see Alissa try to pout in her fox form but she quickly stops and goes back to laying on my chest.

"So, when are you going to impregnate me?" Hana asks, grinning wide.

"In a few years, we also have to enjoy our time together, don't we?" I say, a slight s.h.i.+ver runs through my spine when Hana's grip tightens for a moment.

"Let's make a Gluton eat his words, Alissa."

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The girls come back gus.h.i.+ng with happiness, Aoi and Gify are good luck charms when buying things. Ciel had a dangerous cleavage that she refused to acknowledge that it helped, I wasn't jealous of her showing herself but I think she should admit her own growing depravity.

At night we practice more [Fly] with Aoi and the golems, we do it outside so I don't crash again into the ceiling. It's quite easy to go high, it's like my bubble is lighter than air so I feel I have to concentrate to keep on ground level.

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Today is the 4th.

Ciel awakes me with her large funbags.

"What's so fun about b.r.e.a.s.t.s?" She mutters a question as I hara.s.s her during breakfast.

"Who knows? Who cares? They are fun to play with," I say with a shrug.

"I need a better sash, my back is starting to hurt," she says and I stop fondling the front and immediately start ma.s.saging her back. "They are more of a bother, really."

"You take that back!" Lina cries.

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My [Wind Magic] increased by 1 (now 0+2).

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There have been graduation ceremonies on the university these days but I didn't feel like attending. The beginner's one is quite simple and it's mostly for commoners and knights to show themselves and make connections with n.o.bles.

We pa.s.s by there in the morning so I get my doc.u.mentation making official my graduation and Scholar t.i.tles.

Then we go have another go at the restricted area, now that we know where to look we simply compile all the info that we can. Lina and Hana are interested in [Cursing Magic], the spells that reduce "Strength" and "Speed" would be very useful in melee.

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After lunch I go shopping with Alissa and Hana, now they need a few new pieces of clothing, including lingerie. Aoi seems to love the attention the people on the street give her so she walks beside us, she can grow up to nearly a large dog's size with some effort so she's becoming quite eye-catching.

We pa.s.s by the hunter's guild one last time to check on bounties and other dangerous monsters.

My eye gets attracted to a group of young adventurers, well young for my standards. They seem slightly older than me and look much more buff, tall, and manlier than me. f.u.c.king genetics. Though they seem to be having some problem reading the bounties.

"Now that I think about it, what does the system look like for people who don't know how to read?" I ask.

"The same for everybody. The system automatically uses the language you are most proficient in, so for people who grow listening to Andraste it will open the first time in Andraste."

"Wait... my system is in English, this language is from Earth and doesn't exist in this world or in the system," I say.

The girls stops and look at me, even Aoi and Gify look at me weird as if I'm an alien.

"Gih?"

"Yeah, seriously. Can you change the system language?"

Gify pops out of existence.

"You can wish for it, like when you wish to cut the sense sharing with the summons," Alissa says.

Ok, system, I want you to be in Andraste.

...

Nothing happens.

"Nothing happened."

Gify pops back in existence.

"That's, uh, weird," Alissa says, looking blankly.

"Gehging gings gis gih girg."

"Not even Gecynd has any idea?" I ask.

Gify shakes his cute head comically.

"Well his soul was said the be warped, right? Maybe his system is... broken?" Hana asks, slightly concerned.

I feel a s.h.i.+ver, I sure as f.u.c.k hope I'm not broken. What would that mean for my children?

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We go back home and ask Ciel what she thinks.

"The system is a gift from the G.o.ds, this makes no sense, how could it be 'broken'?" She questions.

"Gecynd said his soul is warped already," Hana says and Gify nods.

"Warped is different from broken, he has some oddities on it but to think it's fundamentally broken..." She sighs and reclines back on the sofa, her twin hills look like tall peaks with how her chest is protruding upwards.

"Children inherit skills, right? Could this cause problems for our children?" I ask, very concerned now.

All heads snap to me, Gify pops out of existence.

"It shouldn't..." Ciel says, lowly.

Alissa grabs my hand and looks me in the eyes, her orange jewels burn with resolution, "It won't, we can do a lot of things, there's always [Alteration Magic]," Alissa says.

Gify pops back into existence, "Gih."

"I agree, the children might inherit a ridiculous amount of skills but to think their souls would be warped is too much," Ciel says, nodding repeatedly. "From what we know, souls are created by the G.o.ds and sent to the womb, the s.e.m.e.n and the egg hold some information, like skills and genetics, but Gifts aren't known to be hereditary."

"That's very rea.s.suring," I say and exhale.

Hot d.a.m.n, that was stressing.

We go to sleep early for tomorrow we leave and we have to wake up before sunrise.

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Hall of Fame of Patrons

The patrons who support Rupegia shall have their names sung by the bards for they deserve the glory and honor. Their names are:

Oracle Maximillian Hübner.

Lord Andrew Meyers.

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Lord Hope.

Lord Samuel Lim.

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