121 The Last King - Part 3 (1/2)

Ciel wakes me up, and we start the morning kisses. Yunia gives me a morning kiss of her own will, even though I wasn't going to ask her for it. I guess that it would be awkward if she was the only one not doing it, except for Gify, who only gets a morning pat.

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Yunia learned [Earth Magic] with one point, though she still can't instant cast.

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Yunia quickly adapted to the ”naked breakfast” rule. Being able to gaze upon such a perfect, naked body surely improves everyone's morning.

I look outside the window and see the faint streaks of a light rain hitting it. The day is cloudy and gloomy, but for me, it's relaxing. Then the glass starts to get foggy as the air conditioner heats the room.

”If we're going to the dungeon today, then I think that we should all meet my brothers before we go,” Yunia says.

”Yes, that'd be for the best,” Ciel says.

Hana turns to Yunia. ”Should we expect something?” She asks as she smiles gently. ”I know that my own brother might challenge Wolf for my freedom when they meet.”

I raise an eyebrow at Hana, and she chuckles.

”He's very protective and very grumpy,” she adds.

”You'll be fine. Well, at least I'm pretty sure that something like that won't happen,” Yunia responds and shakes her head, then she smiles wryly. ”I coddled them, so they may seem… immature for their age.”

”Oh, that's alright, we can deal with young boys, no problem!” Ciel exclaims excitedly. Then Yunia looks at her oddly, and she hurriedly adds, ”Not in that way!”

Yunia lowers her head, a little embarrassed and says, ”Oh, I'm sorry, it's just that-…”

Ciel interrupts her, ”Yes, I know. We are a family with a few sexual predators, so I don't blame you.” Then Ciel glares at Hana and I for a moment.

”But you are a pedophile,” I say.

Ciel groans for a second and stares at me with a scowl. ”So are you!” She accuses me.

I smirk. ”Yes, but I don't sleep with underage boys. Only girls who look underage, like Lina.”

”They aren't underage-…” Yunia tries to chime in.

”And neither do I because I don't sleep around with men,” Ciel continues.

”So you sleep around with women?” Roxanne asks, grinning evilly.

”N-no!” Ciel denies.

”You've actually slept with more women than I have. That loli harem you had at the Nymph inn was impressive,” Roxanne comments innocently.

Ciel glares at her. ”But have I slept with more women than you have with men?”

”No,” Roxanne calmly admits.

Ciel grins maniacally. ”A-ha! There!”

”But would you sleep with boys who look underage if our agreement didn't say 'no men'?” I ask and stare at her intently.

Lina taps Ciel's shoulder repeatedly. ”There, there, you've finally admitted it. Wolfy will grow old, but I won't. Even then, we can always get halfling or dwarven prostitutes for you,” she says in a gentle tone.

”I'm not like that~…!” Ciel moans, her voice muffled by her hands.

”But you can be. If you're happy, then I'm happy,” Lina responds.

”Maybe we can make Wolfy de-age in her eyes with [Illusion Magic] one day,” Alissa suggests.

”I'll make that my graduation project if we ever take that offer to study at the Kabara Magic School,” I say and nod in agreement.

Ciel sighs and reveals her blushing face, then glances at Yunia worriedly. She's looking in Ciel's direction, but her striking blue eyes have lost focus a long time ago.

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We call the servant to arrange a few things for us. Osaria and Klein will enter a town connected to the [Gate Network] in a few days, so we send them a message saying that we'll meet with them there.

Then we make our way to the castle grounds' middle ring. This is the area that divides the inner and outer grounds, and also where the barracks and the armory are located.

The guards finished their breakfast a long time ago, so the area is quite empty. There's only a few men around, standing guard, and a few squads training.

The armory is a big building, different from the others as it has no windows and the walls are as thick as the Shell. It's a high-security place where some of the most powerful weapons of the entire region are stored, so this amount of security is understandable.

We pass through a dull hall and approach a locker-like room. I look at the plaque above the entrance and nearly freeze. I barely know anything about Ingua, but I have a pretty good hunch that the plaque says ”female locker.” I notice that even the guard escorting us is female.

Ah, fuck it.

We enter the room, and fortunately, it doesn't smell like an Earth locker would. Inside, we see a well-dressed female elf, a few older elven women who look like commoners, and many elven proto-maids wearing much less clothing than everyone else. Behind them, there are over a dozen stands displaying a variety of full sets of wooden armor.

”Greetings, Ryders. I am Assistant Quartermaster Istante,” the well-dressed woman says and bows. She's a tall and slender woman with a square face, an impressive jaw, and a slightly smug smile. She could definitely be a model back on Earth. She straightens her posture and asks me with a gentle smile, ”Sir Ryder, do you mind changing in front of other women, or would you prefer to go to the men's changing room?”

”I'm fine,” I say and nod.

”Very well. Also, if any of you, Ryders, would like privacy to change, that can be arranged.” The girls nod, but no one says anything, so Istante continues, ”We've prepared armor for all of you, as requested.”

The proto-maids come towards each of us, and I let Aoi down from my shoulder. She grows into big-Aoi, and the maids freeze for a moment, then their training kicks in, and two maids guide her towards a stand in the shape of a dragon that's nearly twice her size.

Three of the common elven women join Aoi and start taking measurements of her body. They must be armorer mages.

”It tickles,” Aoi says and chuckles gently. When she's in her large size, her voice gains a low rumble that frightens those who are unprepared for it, but her chuckle is so innocent that the women around her quickly recover from their shock.

The other maids provide sets of folded white clothes for us. The material has a bit of stretchiness to it, reminding me of Yunia's not-yoga pants.

As we receive and inspect these clothes, Istante says, ”These sets of clothes go perfectly with our armor. They're very resistant to wear and tear, while also providing a lot of comfort and ventilation, increasing the effectiveness of [Breeze].”

Then I see that there's also underwear.

Yunia is the first to get completely naked due to how easy it is to undo the ties of an elven not-bikini.

Then all eyes fall on her. Istante is a beautiful woman, but neither she, nor any of the other elves can compare to Yunia. They all stare at her without a hint of shame and also with a lot of desire, then two of the proto-maids lick their lips in hunger.

Hana and I are the next to get naked. The maid aiding her sighs while staring at her abs, and the maid aiding me has her eyes drawn to my dick. Since I'm a grower, I keep it at 3/4 mast, so it's at a respectable length, but still pointing downwards so that it doesn't get in the way of my clothes.

The maid looks disappointed when I put on the set of clothes, obscuring my body from her lecherous eyes.

Alissa gets naked next, gaining confidence in herself when she notices my stare.

Roxanne, Ciel, and Lina get undressed last, all three of them feeling rather shy. I know that Roxanne wants privacy, but she's enduring it because of how much it pleases me to see other women salivating over her body.

What a good girl; I need to reward her later.

Then the maids start to bring us the armor and help us put it on. Meanwhile, the armorers cast spells on Aoi's armor to shrink it enough to fit her properly. Yunia is the one most comfortable with this situation; she's like a queen getting ready for battle.

First, we receive padded black dragon scale jackets and pants. The padding is rather thick, but more comfortable than what we had before. I don't have points in [Armor Appraisal] right now, so I don't know what they're made of.

These scales are smaller than the emerald scales on our previous armor, and they're also stronger. Both of these characteristics make them less fragile to blunt impacts.

Then comes the plate armor. Its color is a dark brown, with many thin, parallel black circles all over it. This wooden material feels and sounds exactly like steel, except that it's a better heat insulator than metal.

There's a thin padding under the armor to reduce the noise that it makes, and the same goes for the dragon scales. Thanks to that, the high pitched jingle of walking around with this amount of armor is gone, so now we can sneak around far more effectively while fully protected.

I finally get a neck guard, called a bevor, and a sallet-type helmet. This whole armor set reduces my range of motion, but even with my style, it's better to be protected than not since my defense isn't perfect, which Mavel's [Blink] clearly showed.

Now, the only vulnerable spots are the armpits, crotch, and a few slits where a blade could possibly stab through. But since we have the black scales and the padding underneath the plate, there's very little that could actually hurt us. Perhaps a [Rush]-boosted blade could pierce through, but I know that it won't pierce all the way since I ”tested” that during our fight in Escanso.

The weight has increased, but not that much since it's distributed over my entire body. I can deal with it, but we have to be careful with stamina now since long battles could be the end of us, except for Hana, who has ridiculous ”Endurance.”

Roxanne's armor is lighter than ours, but it doesn't get in the way of her casting anymore, so she's gained a small power boost. The advantages that elven armor has over imperial metal armor are that metal slightly disrupts casting and that the elven wooden armor is lighter.

Aoi's armor is the same as ours, but there's a saddle on her back for someone to ride her and straps to tie the rider down. Now that it's smaller, it might be a little awkward to sit on it, but it's doable, especially for me… who's smaller than the average elf…

Aoi looks curiously at herself in the mirror, then she strikes a heroic pose and exclaims, ”I'm beautiful, yay!” And flaps her wings, sending a gust of wind through the room. ”Oh, sorry.”

The armorers chuckle nervously. They seem to have problems accepting that Aoi can speak.

”You're always beautiful, armor or no armor,” Hana says and slaps Aoi's back, but they are both so heavily armored that neither of them feels anything.

An armorer goes over to Lina and shrinks her armor to fit her properly. Even though they have smaller sets of armor, they still aren't at the size of an average dwarf. There may be many halflings around due to Confiel's reforms, but that doesn't mean that any of them have joined Confiel's elite guard.

The last armorer checks each of us and adjusts the armor to fit us perfectly. She casts [Grow] and an inverse version of the spell to shape the wood at will.

”I actually feel quite snug inside this armor,” I say.

Alissa pulls out her bow and tries it out. Hers has a flat chest so that she can fire arrows while ours are convex. However, she'll rarely use this plate armor since she isn't supposed to be in melee combat, and the same goes for Roxanne. But, knowing that they do at least have some heavy armor to use brings me great comfort.

Aoi pulls her metal halberd out of her [Item Box], scaring the shit out of her armorer, and strikes a menacing pose.

”RAAR!” She roars. ”Hahaha!” Then she shows a toothy smile, and even the proto-maids start sweating cold.

”I've never thought that Aoi looked threatening, but now that I see these women cowering around her, I realize that she is quite threatening,” Hana comments through [Bind].

”That's right!” Aoi agrees.

”I want a male dragon to curl around me, then cover me in his wings,” Roxanne says and sighs.

”Wolfy, work harder!” Hana demands.

”Enough mind conversations. The others can't join in yet,” Alissa warns them.

After a little while longer, the fitting is finished, and we undress again.

The proto-maid in front of me helps me undress. When she goes for my pants, she kneels and pulls it down along with my briefs. She freezes, her eyes locked on the rod of flesh in front of her.

I force it to become fully erect, and the tip stops just centimeters from her mouth. Her hot breath tickles my head, and I make it twitch, startling her. She looks away and bites her thin lip.

”Maybe another time,” I whisper to her, and she nods shyly.

She grabs my real underwear and stops. She buries her face in it and breathes in deeply, then, with a face as red as a pale butt after a spanking, she opens it up and readies it for me to put it on.

I pass my legs through the openings, and she pulls it up as she stands. She's much taller than me, but she stops when our eyes meet. Then she smiles mischievously and grabs my cock and balls. She gently adjusts them into a more comfortable position for me and strokes me twice before letting it go.

I hate teasing. Can't I just fuck her right here, right now?

I smirk at her, then she suddenly freezes again and looks towards my wives. Alissa's wide smile and empathetic nod calms her down, and she looks at me again. She's a pretty, young girl with a bony, oval face, thin lips, narrow red eyes, a cute and small nose, and braided, long golden hair.

Alissa suddenly nudges me through [Bind], and I blurt out, ”We are going to conquer a dungeon to become True Nobles, and we are looking for loyal servants to join us when that happens. If you ever feel interested in serving us, we'll gladly negotiate a position for you.” I let Alissa's words flow through me, but it takes all of my effort to maintain my smirk and to not look at Alissa.

Recruiting another Lord's servants so openly could be considered rude, right?

The maid looks at me with a blank face, completely caught off-guard.

Before I can say something to salvage this situation, she nods repeatedly and says, ”Y-yes, I'll think about it.” Then she smiles shyly and blushes again.

Istante raises an eyebrow in curiosity, but some of the other maids don't seem pleased with their fellow co-worker. Not all elves are so accepting of non-elves, and some would even find it ”beneath them” to lay with outsiders like us.

The maids help us get dressed again, and I store all of our armor. They know that I can use [Gate], so it's only logical to assume that my [Item Box] is as large as my thunder cock.

”Thank you for your help, Miss Istante, and the others, too,” I say and nod respectfully.

”It's our pleasure to aid future nobility,” Istante responds and bows.

”Tell Lord Confiel that we appreciate his support,” Alissa says.

”We shall,” Istante says with a nod.

Then we leave, and a servant takes us to the castle's [Eternal Gate] hub.

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We cross through a portal and exit into a grassland atop a hill. There's a tree-mansion almost fully surrounding us. Down the hill, we see a small elven town with many colorful farms around it. After a few rings of farms, there's only green grassland as far as the eye can see.

”Glorampina…” Yunia says, nostalgically.

”Yunia!” A youthful male voice exclaims.

We turn around to the mansion and see two blonde boys rushing towards us. Yunia smiles warmly, nearly all of the usual sternness of her expression gone. She bends her knees a little and receives the two boys with a wide hug. They bury their heads on her neck and rub their wild blonde hair all over her.

”Tutu, tata,” she whispers.

Antares glares at me briefly with the side of his eye and hisses at her, ”Don't call us that!”

”You didn't complain when I did so a half-cycle ago,” Yunia responds.

Both of the boys look up to glare at her and Arturus whispers, ”Not in front of them!”

Yunia chuckles evilly and smiles smugly. ”Ohohohoh… don't be so shy in front of them. They don't bite, well, some of them don't.”

The boys calm down, and they break the hug. They straighten their postures and stare at us with intense eyes, reminiscent of Yunia's.

”I'm Arturus,” says one boy.

”I'm Antares,” says the other.

Looking at them this closely, I notice how androgynous they are.

Since they don't offer their hands, we bow shortly and introduce ourselves. They are still nobility, so a short bow is the precise amount of respect a young noble deserves.

They get surprised by Aoi's ability to talk, but quickly get over it to continue glaring at me.

”So you're the one that…” Antares starts talking but loses his motivation.

”Antares,” Yunia says in a dangerous tone, looking down at him with stern eyes, and I notice that she's using [Mask] again.

The three of them have such similar eyes.

He bites his lip in anger and turns to glare at her.