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Chapter 126 – An Unexpected Visitor and the New Resident

    Chapter 126 – An Unexpected Visitor and the New Resident


    <span style="font-weight:400">Surprisingly, I wake up in the same position I remember going to sleep at. Sirgia still adorably naps in my arms as my little spoon, breathing softly while hugging her cheek to my palm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for the other women, I can spot Astrea and Cornelia behind me, nestled into each other. Eleays on the bed behind my gentle Dwarf wife and stares at me with a warm gaze, already woken up before me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">One more nce around reveals that three people aren’t present on the bed. Teffith, Neira and Ailish disappeared somewhere. I bet the thirsty Subus is taking her rest inside my soul after everything we have done recently. No surprise there. It might be the mostfortable ce for her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for the other two, I find them a little further into the room, standing by the easel which we ruined with Neira yesterday. It’s now fixed, the canvas has been reced, and a fully finished artwork decorates the white sheet, depicting my person embraced by all of them as we peacefully sleep together. All naked, of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The onlyint I have about it is that I seem even <i><span style="font-weight:400">harder</i><span style="font-weight:400"> than when awake, with a certain element of the picture praising the heavens, which captures the viewer’s attention quite heavily with how it’s right in the very middle of everyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She just can’t stop drawing me in those situations, can’t she?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Teffith and Neira seem to be chatting casually while thetter makes some small changes or fixes bits of her masterpiece. They both stillck any clothing, disying their alluring figures for everyone here to see. My artist wife’s dark skin is stained with colourful paint here and there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With Elea’s help, I somehow wiggle myself out of my current predicament without rousing from sleep any of the other threedies still catching some z’s around me and we step off the bed together. She smiles at me softly as my eyesnd on her impressive bust, which is just impossible not to take a peek at. Her magnificent, dark-skinned breasts are truly out of this world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With a quiet chuckle, I pull her into a brief kiss, squishing those heavenly peaks into my chest in the process. She doesn’t help much by rubbing them into me even more with a tiny smirk as we exchange loving pecks. This woman knows well where her strengths lie.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The conversing duo notices us and we join them, finally getting a better view of the picture Neira had drawn most likely shortly after waking up first. Elea steps aside and yfully smacks me on the butt, clearly announcing what she wants me to do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shaking my head with a smile, I approach the two dazzling beauties and exchange a few kisses with them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Morning, Teff, Neira. I hope you had a decent rest before draining yourself with this piece.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry, stair. I’m full of energy. I’m pretty sure we all know who to thank for that,” my Dark Elf painter replies with a pleasant chuckle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Teffith gives the awake beast a few dainty rubs with a tiny smirk as we nce at each other. Looks like everyone is on the same page when ites to the energising benefits some of my stuff provides. I tenderly knead her slim tail in response.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I hope this one doesn’t end up above the main entrance this time.” I sneak a nce at the creator of this art.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, there’s no way.” Neira smiles sweetly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Iically wipe my forehead, making all of them chuckle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This isn’t worthy of disying across the main lobby where my magnum opus is located. If I had known that you wanted something to match it, I would have put much more effort into sculpting your magnificent body. A few <i><span style="font-weight:400">parts</i><span style="font-weight:400"> aren’t on par with the standards,” she continues after.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sighing heavily, I shake my head. Because, of course. I can already tell how much effort was put into that <i><span style="font-weight:400">part</i><span style="font-weight:400"> and she still calls it subpar. Neira’s ambition is truly enormous. Not that shecks the talent to back it up. I’m afraid of the end result if she really pushes herself to her limits to achieve another magnum opus.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“For now, I will store it in my studio, with the other pieces that depict you, unless someone here would like to hang it in their personal room.” Neira roams her eyes over us and I notice that a few new faces have popped up behind me while we have been talking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia carries Sirgia in a princess carry as my lovely Dwarf artificer slowly wakes up a little groggily. Astrea stands by their side with her usual, calm expression. I immediately brush through her grey hair and stroke her cute ears, making her thin tail sway in joy as she releases quiet purrs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Since everyone is up, should we jump into a bath? At least a few of us could use a good wash,” I ask, taking a peek at Neira, who still has the words <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Resupply Here’</i><span style="font-weight:400"> painted above her privates.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone chuckles as our Dark Elf friend’s cheeks grow even darker. What seemed like a great idea in the heat of the moment, might not be so amazing the next morning after all. I give Neira a loving peck to reassure her that I loved her little pun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I agree. I’m still drowning in sweat. Let’s just grab something to cover ourselves and be on the way,” Cornelia replies to my question, starting to look around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I raise a brow at her. “Did someone forget about a certain quite crucial detail?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nces at me with slight confusion while holding a towel in her hand until the realisation dawns on her. Another wave of chuckling echoes through the chamber as Cornelia’s eyes go wide and she pales a little.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A quiet groan escapes her lips while her cheeks gain some rosiness. “I really thought it was just a bad dream…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sirgia giggles cutely in her arms. “It’s just six more days.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She instantly res down at her. “Shut it. It’s all your fault. I’m going to get back at you, you’ll see.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The mischievous Dwarf giggles some more and I approach them, taking the naughty petite girl off Cornelia’s arms while sharing a good morning kiss with my precious magician too. Sirgia isn’t left behind for long and we rub our cheeks together with warm smiles, pecking each other’s lips a few times.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ailish materialises herself by my side and joins the greetings with Astrea as thest to receive a tame kiss,pletely not minding the order. And, just like that, a sizable group ofpletely naked and quite messed up people walks through the corridors of the mansion to reach the baths. Cornelia tries to hide herself between everyone else while the other women pay no attention to the onlookers and have a pleasant chat as we travel to get cleaned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They drag me into the women’s section and we join a few residents in their morning routine. A few girls give me various types of smiles while taking notice of our state and I wave at them a tad awkwardly. A certain colourful trio keeps biting on their lower lips in one of the corners, making me a bit worried about how long we might remain in this bath if a few of the onlookers decide to jump in for some fun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Fortunately, time passes in a quite civilised atmosphere and I help my dear wives get all squeaky and clean, sneaking a few little sensual rubs or squeezes for those who enjoy a moment of closeness during the process.


    <span style="font-weight:400">identally, I catch a certain catgirl washing her precious ce a bit more fervently than she should be supposed to, I think, while taking the sight of me taking care of my girls. That cursed pervert just can’t control herself, can she? This will be a tough week.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Without any <i><span style="font-weight:400">idents</i><span style="font-weight:400">, we wrap things up decently quick and move out, leaving the other charming women to their personal beauty duties. I’m pretty sure most of them appreciate not having to rx in an awkward atmosphere where half of the room is almost in <i><span style="font-weight:400">heat</i><span style="font-weight:400"> with me present.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone except for me and Cornelia dresses up, reminding my tsun magician of her terrible life choices, and we walk together to the dining area. To not torture her too much, I apany the blushingdy by her side with my arm around her waist, rubbing it reassuringly. We are both in it so maybe my own suffering will ease up hers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A bunch of cooking enthusiasts have already prepared some neat dishes for everyone so we join the people taking their breakfast and sit around one long table, which is actually two of them banded together. Cornelia takes my right, Sirgia my left, and the others spread around. This time, it might be a little awkward sitting on myp with something pointy sticking from between my legs so the spot remains free.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shortly after we start eating, a certain sharkgirl walks into the hall while dressed in quite fitting shorts and a t-shirt. The women sitting by our table notice that I nce at Meru and follow my gaze, finding the fierce Nershark themselves. Before I get a chance, Elea starts waving at her toe and join us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Meru looks around as if to check if the Dark Elfdy is gesturing at someone else but there’s no one around her. After our eyes meet again, I nod at her with a soft smile. She slowly reaches our ce and slips between Teffith and Neira, just next to my side after Cornelia.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t need to feel awkward around us, Meru. If I’m not mistaken, you are now one of stair’s mates, aren’t you? You are always wee to join us whenever you want,” Elea brushes her hand over the table.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sirgia nods adorably as I feed her a tiny tomato. She quickly finishes nomming the tasty orb before speaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Elea is right. I think all of us felt Master bing one with you. If you have any questions, we can help and exin. You don’t always have to ask Master.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think Astrea has already mentioned quite a lot of things during their little chats,” Neira chimes in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Speaking of which, where’s she?” Cornelia looks around after noticing theck of our silent catgirl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sirgia giggles quietly and raises the table cloth while poking the naked beauty in the side. My charming magician nces down and her eyes meet Astrea’s, who is currently leisurely tracing her tongue over my member, slowly earning herself a different kind of meal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia snorts and looks away while growing a bit redder on her cheeks. <span style="font-weight:400">“You guys can’t catch a break even during breakfast, can you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You wish you had that idea first, don’t you?” Sirgia giggles again and everyone chuckles as my beautiful researcher huffs at them, emphasising her enticing breasts by crossing her arms under them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you,” Meru finally responds to their earlier reassurance with her soft but fierce voice after theughter dies down. “I’m really happy to meet such understanding sister-mates. Please, take good care of me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She lowers her head a little and Cornelia quickly brings her back up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s no need for any of that. We are also happy that you get to join us. Let’s all work together to keep this dummy happy too. He can be a handful at times but he’s a good man. I’m fairly sure it’s almost impossible to find another like him.” She smiles at the sharkgirl warmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you. stair is all that I could need and want. I can’t have another now that our bodies have been tuned to each other anyway.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh. That’s…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So romantic,” Neira finishes Cornelia’s sentence with a wide smile. “Love so strong it causes the lovers’ bodies to tolerate only each other forever. This gives me so many amazing ideas.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I smile wryly as our artist friend summons a notepad from her cor and starts scribbling some notes. Everyone else chuckles at her and turns back to Meru, who is watching the Dark Elf curiously. I reach out past Cornelia and gently ruffle through her hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m really blessed to earn the respect and affection of such an amazing and fierce girl. I promise to never disappoint you so that you never get any second thoughts about your life-long decision. As everyone said, wee to the family, Meru.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She shows a very faint smile on her cute lips and a bit more dark blue shade surfaces on her light cheeks. The girls join me and band their hands over Meru’s, showing that we are all in one team, supporting her fully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Such a wholesome bunch. I love them all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the same moment, I sigh a little heavier as a certain absent catgirl finishes her <i><span style="font-weight:400">breakfast</i><span style="font-weight:400"> with a very nutritious milkshake and soon pops up from under the table between Meru’s legs, showing up right in front of her face, with their slim bodies almost touching each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I told you stair would surely ept you as his mate just as he epted me back then. Now, you are one of us. Let’s be great mates for him together to repay his kindness.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I will. I promise. Thank you, Astrea.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I chuckle lightly and switch the affectionate pats between the two. “You don’t need to be so serious about repaying anything. I’m d to have you. As long as everyone here is happy, I am happy too. Well, and one or a few more people that aren’t currently here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia snickers a little. “Only she is missing before this ce turns into the peak of absurdity.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Only who?” A feminine voice arrives from behind me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We turn around and find a pretty littledy with white hair standing there with a gentle smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lianne?!” My charming magician pales instantly and shouts in shock. “What in the Goddess’ name are you doing here?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The dainty Queen giggles sweetly and hugs me from behind, throwing her arms over my shoulders and cing a faint peck on my neck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why, visiting my future husband, of course. A wife can’t neglect her man for too long, can she?” Lianne lets out another cute,dylike giggle. “Oh. Looks like you are as lively down there as you should be in the morning. What a healthy and dutiful husband I found.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia keeps staring at her with her jaw resting almost on the ground and we are also a little taken aback by the sudden andpletely unexpected appearance of the Queen in a quite casual but beautiful azure dress. It’s thin enough to let me feel <i><span style="font-weight:400">all</i><span style="font-weight:400"> of her petite bust pressing into my back, though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Finally regathering her wits, my proud magician stands up from her seat in a sh and raises her arms into the air.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you freaking insane?! There are so many people here and you don’t even have a mask! What if someone rats you out?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lianne halts the embrace for a moment and stands straight with her palms still resting on my shoulders.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know, will they?” She shows a confident little smirk and nces around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Every person present in the dining hall that she moves her gaze over gives her a polite nod or a warm smile. I’m fairly confident in believing that none of our residents would willingly leak anything regarding me and everyone here out, including even Elise, whose mouth is hanging open just like Cornelia’s was not that long ago. Ria stands by her side with a smug expression, winking at me in the fashion implying that she will take care of her younger coworker.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I have a very weird feeling that the MILFS are in cahoots with each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What if someone sees you on your way here?!” Cornelia still keeps going.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m using the trolley in the tunnel, of course. My trusted allies make sure that there’s no way I bump into anyone on my way to the secret entrance. Are you that unhappy seeing me? Worried that I will steal your man? Perhaps someone wasn’t putting enough effort into <i><span style="font-weight:400">loving</i><span style="font-weight:400"> him.” Lianne chuckles again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My dumbfounded magician takes a deep breath and calms herself down a bit. She realises that she’s been shing herdy bits to everyone and quickly sits back down with rosy cheeks. With an angry pout which looks cuter than deadly, she squints her eyes at the Queen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In your dreams, if you think that you can <i><span style="font-weight:400">steal</i><span style="font-weight:400"> stair from me after he fucked your insatiable pussy once. Our history together dates far longer than yours. I fell for him first and he responded to my feelings even with how awkward I was.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Getting increasingly redder, Cornelia gently takes my arm and hugs it to her chest, staring straight at Lianne. The Queen hides her impish grin behind her petite hand and giggles quietly.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">~She’s so easy to manipte,~</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Lianne’s slightly seductive voice resounds in my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I chuckle inwardly. <i><span style="font-weight:400">~Are you the devil?~</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">~Someone needs to help you in getting through that stubbornness of hers. Somepetition will be beneficial.~</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shake my head at that reasoning. <i><span style="font-weight:400">~Just don’t bully her too much.~</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">~I know.~</i><span style="font-weight:400"> She giggles through our bond again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Returning my focus to Cornelia, I meet her eyes and use my free hand to brush her cheek, cing a chaste kiss on the lips of my lovely magician.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry. She has a lot of catching up to even begin following in your footsteps.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she responds to my kiss with her own little peck, I catch her sneak a peek at Lianne with a proud smirk curving her lips when they are joined with mine.


    <span style="font-weight:400">These two will be a lot of fun to handle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After the initial surprise, everyone moves a bit as much as they can and make some space for the Queen to join us. Right now, only Shino and Ghilerie arecking and we would have everyone here. Well, I guess we could count Elyari too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What a crazy morning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We proceed to have a nice meal while the two new additions to our ever-growing family introduce themselves. Lianne withdraws her mischievous side and returns to her calmer and softer manner of speaking and being. No one has any doubts that she really is the Queen with how nobly she handles herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, maybe except for the part where she tries to smuggle her hand under the table cloth to grab a certain stick and give it a few strokes while casually talking andughing with everyone. Cornelia keeps her guard up, though, and ps Lianne’s petite fingers away, protecting my chastity from thescivious Queen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But, just as she has said, she has only dropped by for a moment and quickly escapes back to the castle after we finish breakfast. Cornelia escorts her royal friend to the tunnel while I and the girls tidy up after everyone, giving a hand to those washing the dishes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then, we all spread out. Today is another working night and there are a lot of things to take care of. Every person has some responsibilities or other stuff to focus on. A few of the girls walk around the mansion with me before splitting off to somewhere one by one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Honestly, there’s so much to do that I’m not sure what to start with. I should check if the underground chamber which I offered to Nyfile as the temporary tailoring workshop is in a good state. I should respond to the letter from that so-called association. There’s also Velen, who should be arriving today, so I should make sure that her room and theb are all perfect.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But, the sound of the doorbell interrupts my train of thoughts, courtesy of our master artificer. I quickly jog to the entrance to see who the guest is. Perhaps it’s the person in question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Grabbing the knob and opening the door, I immediately realise one thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’m buck naked, as per the bet, with stair Junior proudly saluting the skies.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, it’s toote and I find myself in front of a pretty woman with curled brown hair and amber eyes, holding onto two hefty suitcases with two more resting on the ground. Her slightly freckled face tilts down a bit and her gaze locks onto the obvious object, which causes the soft brows hiding behind her round sses to rise.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhhh… Hi.” I let out an awkward chuckle and make a friendly wave at our new resident alchemist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen nces up and around before moving her attention back to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m really sorry for this… disy. Yes, this is the correct address, hahaha. It’s a quiteplex situation and I hope I didn’t offend you. Let me just quickly cover—”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No can do, Master.” Elea’s voice reaches my ears from behind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My lovely Dark Elf wifees to my side, dressed in her maid uniform now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you going to break your word?” She nces at me with a raised brow before turning to Velen. “Please, pardon Master. His attire, or rather theck of it, is the result of a very important bet. I hope you can understand his situation. It would be dishonourable for him to back out after losing, wouldn’t it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Our new guest clears her throat, sneaking one more nce at my dangling bits, and nods.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. That’s true. I was just a bit surprised to see his… splendid specimen… right at the door. I can assure you that it won’t impede my work. As I have mentioned earlier, I don’t really lose focus that… easily.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Elea smiles at her. “Thank you very much for your understanding. Now, let’se inside. Master is a very <i><span style="font-weight:400">open</i><span style="font-weight:400"> person but he can get embarrassed by being seen too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh. Of course. Let me just—”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll take care of that.” I grab her suitcases one by one and pile them in my arms. “Please, follow my Dark Elf friend here, whose name is Elea, by the way, and I’ll carry your things to your new room for you. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Trying my best to stay out of your sight, at the same time.</i><span style="font-weight:400">”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The dependable maid chuckles softly at my quiet remark and gestures at Velen, inviting her inside. I can barely see over the tower of four suitcases in front of me but the few nces that our new resident takes over her shoulder as we walk don’t escape my attention.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seriously. What a life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We reach the room the girls have prepared for her and I put the cargo down by the bed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Will this chamber be satisfactory? I’m not sure about the standards Lord Jericho provided to his prized alchemists,” I ask, cing my hands on my hips, which I quickly take back after noticing how silly that looks with a spear pointing to the ceiling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen examines the room briefly and nods a few times in the process.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It will be more than satisfactory. Our lodgings are much, much simpler than this. It kind of feels like one of the royal chambers in the main castle.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I chuckle softly. “Well, this was a high-ss hotel back in the day, and we made sure to add some more style ourselves too, so I’m happy to hear that it’s working well. Do you think there’s enough furniture for your things? Those that won’t go into theb or storage, of course.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“More than enough, for sure. I don’t have many belongings. It’s mostlyb stuff in these suitcases. I… own barely any additional clothes other than what I have on myself. It’s not like I was leaving theb that much,” she admits, pausing for a second in the middle, perhaps getting a bit conscious and awkward about it. “Of course, not because I was forced to. I just tend to lose myself in my work quite a lot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think you will fit in here perfectly. There’s at least one person with the same condition. We are used to it so don’t worry about it.” I smile at her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And Master is very good at taking care of overworked people,” Elea adds.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t give her the wrong ideas. That sounds bad,” I quickly admonish the frivolous maid.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen shows a faint trace of a smile and arrives in front of us, involuntarily sneaking one more peek at my junk. Trust me, I know how hard it is not to stare, hahaha.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“May I see theboratory next?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.” I nod. “After that, Elea can take you on a brief tour of the mansion. I’m sure you will appreciate herpany more than some random dude with an erection in the open.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I catch my dear wife opening her mouth to say something but I hastily squint my eyes at her, effectively shutting the Dark Elf beauty down. We take a stroll to the stairs leading underground while I exin a few things about the ces we pass by.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Quite some sounds of heavybour escape Sirgia’s forge so we don’t interrupt the other often overworked person in the pursuit of her craft and I only mention our resident artificer. Neira greets us as we walk by her studio and lets Velen take a peek inside. She seems to be sketching a new project.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We finally find theb and guide its new inhabitant inside. To our surprise, Dhosk, Meiya, Neiya, and Tyriana are waiting for us there, wearing quite fitting attire. I haven’t yet seen them in the clothes Jericho provided for our alchemists and I must say they look great.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Lizardfolk steps forward and respectfully lowers her head. “Wee, Lady Velen. It’s our pleasure to meet you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just Velen, please. I’m not a noble or anything. Am I right to assume that your group was working on the elixir with Lord Jericho?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, albeit this is not everyone. We don’t really have a dedicated team and many people chimed in during the research. We are amateurs, to be honest, and I just began my journey on the path of alchemy after being a herbalist.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s okay. Everyone starts somewhere. Lord Jericho mentioned that I am to share my knowledge and experience with someone here so I do not mind in the slightest. A fresh mind is very appreciated in alchemy. I’m sure that we will be able to help each other out during our time working together,” Velen calmly shares her thoughts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you very much.” My girls make a polite bow together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen turns around to face me. “I can see that Lord Jericho wasn’t lying. This ce is even better equipped than our bestboratories. You can expect great things after I settle myself in and learn a bit about the past and current projects that have been researched here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I appreciate that. We don’t really have any pressing matters to take care of so people here have pretty much free reins in what they work on. I do drop an idea or two for them as they pop up in my mind but it’s usually just small things that Dhosk and the other women had no issues creating. I hope the fact that many of those products are brothel-rted doesn''t turn you off.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She shakes her head. “Of course not. True alchemists don’t care about the purpose or origins of the substance but about the thrill of discovery, research, experimentation, and where all the work can lead them. And, you have already proved that you can provide us with all those aspects through the analysis of the elixir. I still can’t believe I will be allowed to learn its secrets.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I chuckle wryly and Eleaes closer to my side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Should we reveal the two most valuable resources in its creation?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She instantly earns all of Velen’s attention and smiles cryptically at the Human woman. The thirst for knowledge is visible in her eyes as they follow Elea’s fingers moving down my chest, stomach, navel, and finallyher regions. The dark-skinned beauty wraps her digits around my shaft and gives my member a few unhurried pumps.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen takes in the new information while blinking repeatedly a few times, trying to process everything properly. Meanwhile, Elea leans more onto me from the side and joins our lips together. Still stroking my shaft, she pursues my tongue with quite the passion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a brief moment of those pleasant caresses, she withdraws herself, tracing her fingers over my length from the base to the very tip. A faint trail of saliva connects our parting mouths and she scoops a tiny bit of precum escaping my ns. She ostentatiously licks her finger and lips next.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I can literally see the gears in Velen’s head turning until they click in ce. She raises her brows again and blinks a few more times before speaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Those are…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master’s seed and saliva, correct,” Elea answers before she can finish. “As you have said yourself, he’s quite a <i><span style="font-weight:400">splendid specimen</i><span style="font-weight:400">. Without these two ingredients, the elixir might not be as miraculous.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I can only smile at them because what the fuck else am I supposed to do? She isn’t lying and that’s just how it is, but it’s still awkward as hell when presented in front of someone <i><span style="font-weight:400">normal</i><span style="font-weight:400">, without earlier knowledge of <i><span style="font-weight:400">me</i><span style="font-weight:400">. I can only hope it’s not too much for our new friend.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s so fascinating.” Velen stares straight at my cock with slight amazement in her amber eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay. I take that back. All researchers are freaks. Case closed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And he really can produce enough to provide for so much of the elixir?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Would you like to see for yourself?” Elea grins at her, reaching down towards the obvious thing again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I gently grab her wrist. “Alright, girls, let’s not go too far. You are not going to jack me off in front of our new colleague. Let me save whatever of my face I have left, for a bit at least.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Elea chuckles impishly and backs away. The Satyr sisters giggle quietly and even Dhosk smirks a little. They are having way too much fun teasing the neers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I look forward to working with you then, Velen. Whenever they be a bit too much, just let me know. This ce has a quite… peculiar atmosphere. Many women share a kind of casual rtionship with me and might sometimes talk about such things. Fortunately, you seem to be surrounded by ones that don’t seem to be affected by my person.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yet,” Elea adds, earning herself a brief re from me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Velen moves her eyes up from my penis and shows a faint smile. “I look forward to working here too, Sir stair, or should I say, Master stair?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just stair or Al is fine. Don’t let them tell you otherwise.” I chuckle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nods and the two of us leave before things escte even further. Velen joins the other women present in theb to introduce herself in more detail to them and chat with a few of her new friends and coworkers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shake my head at my chocte beauty after we move away from the entrance far enough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can you girls not tempt every new resident with my dick? What kind of a wife tries to literally seduce other women with her husband?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The best one.” She chuckles sweetly and pecks my cheek.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Seriously…” I let out a faint sigh. “So, while we have a moment for ourselves, what’s that you mentioned earlier? About the thing you have in mind that you would like to receive from me? I’m so much obliged to listen to your wish after everything you have done for me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whenever you get some free time, Master, I would like to travel with you somewhere. There’s no hurry. It’s not anything critical like Meru’s case. It can happen at any time and I’m fine waiting for years.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I would be the worst husband to make my wife wait years for something.” I wrap my arm around her curvaceous waist. “Where do you want to go?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My old settlement. The first one.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shocking, right?” She smiles softly. “It’s an old chapter of my life but it’s not yetpletely closed. I would like to finish it with my own two hands before fully moving on with my new life. I’m already plenty satisfied with where I am but this is just a small, selfish wish of mine. And I think of my ex-subordinates too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Honestly, I would love to see this jerk who caused all of your pain myself. There are a few things we could exin to each other.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Elea chuckles again and pulls me into a loving kiss.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“As much as I would be thrilled to watch that, I want to be the one to <i><span style="font-weight:400">exin</i><span style="font-weight:400"> a few things to him. I would just like my dear husband to apany me on this journey. I know that I might appear dependable in your eyes but I still worry about a thing or two. Your support… gives me strength, stair.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I rub her back dearly, without any hint of any mischievous thoughts. We embrace each other with pure feelings and emotions.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just as I am your strength, you are mine, both metaphorically and technically,” I whisper to her long ear decorated with dark silver rings. “I will give you as much support as you need. We will make that asshole suffer. He has no idea what’sing for him.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">We stand in the dim light of the underground passages while tenderly hugging each other. After a minute or two, Elea draws her face back and I brush her cheek with my thumb to wipe off a single tear travelling over her skin. I can feel that those are happy tears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Exchanging a few more gentle kisses, we entwine our fingers together and walk back to the surface. I apany Elea for some more time, giving her a hand in her daily responsibilities. I just feel like spending some more time with my dependable Elf wife. She always escapes so quickly, working in the shadows while letting others be in the spotlight. I bet ites from her time as a Princess back in the past. She must have done so much for her people.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After I help her with a bunch of things, having a pleasant talk in the process, she finally manages to shove me aside, getting yfully angry that I’m doting on her so much while there are so many things waiting for my attention. She’s just so… herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ncing around the hallway that I have been left in, I put my hands on my hips and look towards a certain spot near the ceiling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You are there, aren’t you?” I raise my brow at seemingly nothing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then, a certain spidergirl literally <i><span style="font-weight:400">materialises</i><span style="font-weight:400"> where I’m looking and uses her onyx legs to descend to the ground. I plop my hand on Hecate’s hair, in a much, much better state already. And she’s obediently wearing the panties Sirgia made for her and a loose tank-top. We can’t inconvenience her too much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Howe you can always hide away from everyone so perfectly? You were literally in front of me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She tilts her head adorably and then splits the closed gap in her underwear. I watch how she uses her Human hands and two spider legs to weave her thread a little. In just a few seconds, she creates aplex but seemingly chaotic formation of lines atpletely random angles, ncing up at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… see?” I stare at her in slight confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hecate bends her fingers a little and… her chest disappears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like, it’s gone. A huge nothing between her shoulders and stomach.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes instantly go wide. Before I can ask about it though, she makes another small motion and her lost bodyes back. Noticing the slight glint in the myriad of super-thin threads, I finally get it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Holy fuck! You can refract light with those?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She tilts her head once again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I mean, you can set your webs in the position allowing them to change how the light shines so that it goes around your body?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a brief moment of pondering, she nods, revealing that while I wasn’t paying attention, the rest of her legs made a simr array of thin wires behind her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shit! That’s so damn OP!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Laughing to myself, I ruffle through her hair some more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I guess I’ll let you know whenever I need to assassinate someone, hahaha. You are truly the perfect person for the job. Martial arts, poison, and camouge. God damn, you are so badass.”
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