Eali POV


    I woke up and find myself embraced by Lara, she is one of the few small breasted comrades I have here. One could argue she''s flatter than me, which brings me joy in some way. But her flatness does not mean she isn''t sexy as hell if I didn''t have things to do today I would eat her up. Unfortunately, I am busy today and won''t be able to play with her, but if she wants to be entertained I guess the maids will have to be enough.


    I pull away from between her eyes and kiss her cheek before getting up and dressing up. I dislike wearing restrictive clothing, mostly because my fighting style relies heavily on my innate agility as a Cat-kin and things such as dress'' do not allow me to move as I want to. So like Eleonore, Lara, and Limia, I prefer wearing pants and a shirt. Speaking of Eleonore and Limia, those two get along rather nicely recently, they even go on quests together, seriously we rarely see them in the house nowadays I miss them.


    I go eat breakfast and see our new wife candidate sitting at the table a little nervous, what was her name again ? Furia or something of the like, she sure is beautiful, I get why Apocalypse didn''t even bother to warn us before bringing her here, in fact, I can only thank her since the night after he met her was one of the best of my life, it was the first time I had seen Sextria getting sexually satisfied like that and walking straight was a challenge for the few next day after that. Although he did go easy on me since I am pregnant it just means it wasn''t as violent but it was far longer.


    I sat next to her and started to talk with her, she''s a nice girl but she is quite a klutz. She still has trouble dealing with how things work around here and she isn''t used to dealing with that many men without beating the shit out of them. I guess Limia has got what she wanted with another sentient monster but I still want an Elven wife, I want to have my own long-eared wife, to be able to nom on those ears. I could do that with the two Elven assassins that are in the mansion''s prison but it would be stupid.


    After eating breakfast I go to my lab where Sextria is already waiting for me. I kiss her on the lips and cast a magical shield on myself, alchemy tends to be a bit wild when new recipes are being tested. The Vermillion of the old gave us some recipes for potions their master alchemists had created. Unfortunately, of the sixteen old Vermillion that Apocalypse has found none of them were alchemists, one used to be friend with one and had thus picked up the recipes but that was all. Oh well, I guess that''s good enough as it is, it''s not every day that you can practice the science one of the most powerful empire in our world has studied.


    |Okay, everything should be alright so let''s get started.|(Eali)


    I take the recipes and look at the list of ingredients again, I still am surprised that those cheap herbs can have the ridiculous effects they say their potions have. Increasing the Vermillion healing factor by tenfold is quite terrifying, and the other one, a strength potion, shit do they really need to have their strength increased, it''s true that Ancient Dragons aren''t to be messed with but I had thought the Vermillion didn''t have to resort to such methods. I guess you learn something new every day.


    |A goblin ear, check, a four leave clover, check, 500 grams of iron, check, and finally a secular vine, check. okay now, Add one ingredient at a time and stir the solution for ten minutes while pouring mana and then repeat that step until all the ingredients have been used. Let the preparation cool down for twenty minutes, then using mana manipulation fill a bottle with the preparation while chanting the alchemist chant. Seems easy enough.|(Sextria)


    |Talk about it, except for the alchemist chant which is in old Vermillion language it shouldn''t be so hard.|(Eali)


    We got to work and lit up the fire and prepared the potion, as Sextria said it wasn''t so hard but it still is quite a tedious task, a simple mistake could turn a healing potion into an explosive one. And that''s precisely why I find alchemy to be interesting, you can always find something new, that I was interested in aphrodisiac-making when I was a bit younger, such a shame the normal one never worked on Cal, I would have gotten pregnant way before Yua, but that in itself might have been better since I now have wonderful wives and an amazing husband.


    It finally got to the moment where Sextria would chant the alchemist chant even though she never learned the Vermillion language she can still read it and speak it with no problem and that doesn''t make any sense to me. Dragons and Vermillion are just so weird.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    |Krain herkneb glimain rues wubrad, humkel nolvekro lortne rues jkuroan n''ltour rues ner''homnal voltyi kolld glimain vold rues en''jhui''lort|(Sextria)


    The liquid shined brightly and started to sparkle, with that we knew we had succeeded in making the potion. So this one was for enhancing the Vermillion healing factor. Sextria cut her finger and the wound healed immediately so even if the potion enhanced it we wouldn''t be able to tell so we concluded that bigger injuries would be required. She grabbed her left arm and tore it away, I was prepared to see a spray of blood but I guess her inside take after her mother race since it just seemed as if wood had been chopped off.


    The arm grew back in exactly three seconds, She drunk the potion and reaped her arm off again. This time it grew back in less than one second, in fact, if not for the fact that two arms were lying on the floor I wouldn''t have believed she had torn her arm off. This potion is just terrifying, I can only shudder at the idea of what the strength increasing one can do. I know I shouldn''t but at times like this, I get a bit scared of Apocalypse and all the Vermillion that live here.


    While the lesser Dragons that dwell on our lands are just mindless beast which got formidable strength most Vermillion have both abnormal strength and cunning. You could argue that they are perfect being but that''s only on paper, of course, I''ve lived with a Vermillion for years now and I understand that they can love and feel pain like any normal being but strength can be so terrifying. To think such being have lost in a head-on war is all the more terrifying.


    Unfortunately, we don''t don''t have any way of testing if the next potion would really increase Sextria''s strength so we called it a day and went our way. Cal isn''t home and I can''t exercise because of my pregnancy, maybe I should go read a book, but I''ve already read them all so it''s no fun. Ah, I don''t know what to do. I''m already bored and I haven''t even eaten lunch yet, muh, pregnancy isn''t fun after all. Yua had it good since she just drinks tea all day and sometimes weaves a little but I don''t like that. I want to move.


    Sigh, I guess I''ll have to watch the men train. I assume Imperion is training his squad in the courtyard as I speak, that might be fun to watch, Imperion is like Cal, a master fighter so it is bound to be interesting. Besides, I assume Jean will also be here so it''ll be fun. I headed towards the training ground and saw around fifty people wearing heavy armor and training with shields and swords. In fact, only regular soldiers were using shields and swords.


    Out of the fifty soldiers, five of them were using a rapier, they were being personally trained by Imperion while Memurien was training the other. I would say the training ground smelled like sweat but that would be lying since nobody was sweating. I looked around and saw Jean watching from afar, I went to her and sat down next to her. She didn''t even see me approach, seriously this woman is just too obsessed with her husband it can sometimes be creepy.


    |So Jean, liking what you see ?|(Eali)


    |Isn''t he cool like that ?|(Jean)


    I looked at Imperion. Not shedding a sweat even though he was moving around restlessly, out of the five people that were sparring with him only one was barely able to keep up with him. It was the blond woman that always hang out with Barandian what''s her name again ? Sila or something. In fact, it doesn''t matter, she''s just very skilled to be able to hold her own against Imperion. When I think about it, the sound of metal knocking against metal is oddly thrilling, so thrilling that if I wasn''t incapacitated I would jump right in. I would probably get sliced in two if I ever did but I think that would feel like a dignified end, although it is only a spar for them.


    |Yeah, yeah he does.|(Eali)


    Jean slowly turned her head to me with dead eyes. God, I had forgotten that even though she practically rever Imperion she hates when it seems another woman shows interest in him. She truly is non-sensical, sometimes I even think she is a cat-kin because of her whimsicality, but she isn''t. My second guess is that that behavior is due to the remarkable loyalty wolf-kin show to those they respect, but she is still a bit too extreme for a normal person''s common sense.


    Anyway, I kept watching them train and thought about the war they will soon wage, I doubt even half of them will survive. I wonder if the Vermillion race will even be able to survive, their number is don''t even exceed the six hundred individual, is it even enough for them to rise to what they were in the past. When I think that Lara, Sextria, and Cal may never come back my body becomes weak. It just isn''t fair, I just want to live with them, to eat and sleep with them. If they go fighting I want to go with them but I know Apocalypse would refuse, he may sometimes use dirty tricks but his pride won''t allow those are not concerned to fight for him.


    I''m sure the other feel like I do but all we can do is help them prepare their rush to their death. I hold my growing belly and squeeze it lightly, even if I can''t do anything, even the three of you die in the coming war against the Apostle, I swear on the name this marriage bestowed upon me, Vermillion, that I''ll never let those bastards touch our children. This is a pledge I make to the world.