Alissa activates her Scrubber and calmly walks down the narrow steps as the sounds of battle become louder and louder, then she stops before the large emellanat door and slowly pushes it open.

The moment that a sliver of light seeps into the room, her [Sense Presence] is momentarily overwhelmed by the information of the tortured monsters inside rushing into her mind, and their state makes her grimace.

The door opens fully, and she steps in, then she takes a look at each of them. Their state is still the same, but now they look at her like she's food for starving beasts rather than someone they want to brutally kill.

We get suspicious that the bellies of the pregnant ones are different, but we don't remember exactly how they were before, so we can't say for certain.

She senses a group of people entering the mansion, who immediately make a beeline for her, but she remains in place, staring at each of the victims, taking in every detail about them.

Her eyes gloss over as she focuses on their presences, noticing something odd within the pregnant ones. She's seen a few pregnant women before, including female monsters, but these feel a bit different. The souls within their bellies look dense.

"I've never seen anything like this before," she mutters internally, perplexed. Even Yunia is surprised as it seems that her lower [Sense Presence] wasn't powerful enough to catch this detail.

Caterina and her Punisher escorts enter the secret room, and they all immediately freeze and grimace.

"Ugh… it's as disgusting as you described," the Punisher Captain grumbles, her small elven nose wrinkled in disgust.

"I can sense that the babies inside their bellies are different," Alissa grimly states without turning to face them.

"You haven't been able to find out what they were doing, correct?" Caterina asks as she walks over to the orcs, who all salivate as their sullen eyes follow her.

"Yes. We took samples of the potions in the other room, but Roxanne hasn't had the time to decode them."

Caterina glances at her and nods. "We'll do it for you."

"Then I leave them with you," she whispers moodily, then turns around and leaves the secret room. Once she's in the small library again, I summon her back to the embassy.

We have some Apaisant tea to calm ourselves down from the blood lust while we wait for Alissa to return.

"Is that… normal for her?" Léonne nervously whispers to Yunia as the two stare at Vanea, who's currently playing with Cleinias' head and having it make funny faces. She's even giggling girlishly every few seconds.

Yunia avoids looking at the grim sight as she answers, "We… don't know. At least it isn't wholly unexpected."

Léonne lowers her voice. "I pray the Gods guide that woman because she certainly needs it."

You and me both…

Alissa suddenly appears in a flash, slightly startling both Léonne and Vanea, who almost drops the bloody head on the floor.

"How did you do that?" Vanea curiously asks, her innocent tone quite jarring when compared to her grizzly sight.

"Secret," Alissa tersely hums, trying to avoid conversation with her.

And the crazy princess makes a very cute "hmph" in response, then stands up and offers the head to me.

I don't want it, so I just stare at her oddly and subtly lean backward.

She rolls her eyes and annoyedly states, "You said you were going to put his head on a stake, so go do it."

I just give the golems a mental nudge, and they do it for me, using [Telekinesis] to move the head so that they don't get covered in blood like Vanea. She watches the golems leave with curiosity, but doesn't say anything, then turns back to me.

"I believe this is all you had planned for tonight?" She calmly asks.

And I answer in kind, "Yes. We'll just rest and wait until the nobles respond to our attack."

"Very well. I'll return to my home and keep watch over them." -She suddenly grins like a mad woman- "Until the next time, Wolf Ryder. This murder made me so excited that Loctar and Grosnok won't get much sleep tonight."

She must be playing up the crazy act, right…?

Then she leans forward (with her bloody, gloved hands kept behind her back), and gives me a kiss on the cheek. While I'm tempted to plow her brains out, she keeps reminding me just how damn crazy she is, and that isn't exactly good for my friend.

She gives Léonne and I a Lady-like wave, then walks away, towards the entrance of the embassy. The moment she's out of the room, the stern Chieftess gives me a very judgmental glare.

"Really, Wolf?" She remarks disapprovingly.

"It's more complicated than you think," I awkwardly reply, avoiding looking her in the eye.

She sighs and shakes her head, making her pointy ears shake adorably. Then she recomposes herself and politely announces, "I'll also be taking my leave, then. I'll return in three days, and I'll have the Sworn Hunters with me."

"Thanks for the help, Mom," Alissa cheerfully adds and gives her a hug from behind.

Léonne is momentarily caught off guard, but her calm and deliberate demeanor returns a couple of seconds later. "Always, my child," she coolly replies. Then she gives us a polite goodbye and leaves. Since she came alone, we have a couple of knights escort her back to the Network in respect of her position.

I sit back down on my seat with a sigh. The dragon is going to sleep, so the tension from today is free to make itself apparent.

We were so focused on the attack and then our revenge that we didn't even pay attention to Osaria's meeting with the Gartanias. From the small bits that I overheard, it went alright, and it wasn't anything special. The Gartanias know that shit has hit the fan with Katasko, but Osaria leveraged aid for them in exchange for cheaper metals from their mine like we'd planned.

The golems return, and they immediately [Clean] the drops of Cleinias' blood that dripped onto the floor.

"So, how did it all go?" Klein hesitantly questions from behind us.

"You can stand down and join us," Hana casually orders.

The monkey girl is happy to un[Equip] her armor, and Hana steals the small bundle of fun before I can claim her for myself.

Sensing that I'm in need of cuddling, Alissa sits on my lap and hugs my neck, and I deeply breathe in her delightful perfume. The aroma of elven Ranja fits her so perfectly that I get harder the longer I smell it.

"Thank you, husband, for taking revenge for me," she whispers sweetly into my ear.

"This was all a bit too grim for my heart, though…" I mumble tiredly.

She nods, rubbing her cheek against mine. "I can feel how hard this was on all of us, so I'm thankful that everyone is willing to go to such lengths for me."

Aoi shrinks down to the size of a corgi, then flies onto the table and rubs her head lovingly against Alissa's back like a dog. "For you, we'd do anything!" She exclaims in her chipmunk voice.

This pulls on Alissa's heartstrings, and she makes room between us for Aoi to join in on the cuddling.

"Well, I'm not one to advocate for revenge, but Cleinias deserved this and more," Ciel tactfully states, her crush on Alissa making her quite eager to say something reassuring. Then she pouts at me.

"It was exactly what we had to do," Yunia coolly states, and Alissa nods in agreement.

Out of curiosity, Aoi touches something hard inside my vest's pocket, and we're reminded of something rather exciting.

"Oh, yeah, didn't you get something from his body?" Alissa asks and gets off of my lap.

"We did…" I hum back and pull out the [Blink] magic tool from my pocket, then I stare with child-like wonder at the black gem we stole from Cleinias.

This spell has shown itself to be an extreme pain in the ass to counter, and I've also never had access to it due to it being considerably high level (60 in [Space Magic]) and outside of the reach of my Gift, which only allows me to see spells up to level 50… but now I have the best [Blink] that money can buy in my hands. Not only is the distance it can teleport quite significant, but it can also even go through solid matter as long as the caster can imagine the destination with enough detail.

I feed it mana, and my world turns into a blur, but it ends in an instant, and I suddenly find myself at the entrance of the embassy. Gify hovers in the air, flapping her chibi wings with her beak warped into a pout as her personal nest has disappeared from under her.

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After a couple of seconds, the mana inside the enchantment clears enough that I can feed it again, and now I'm back in our bedroom, right where I was, allowing Gify to just drop down onto my shoulder again.

"Me next!" Hana shouts excitedly and snatches the gem, then disappears, but she finds herself considerably high up above the gardens, which isn't exactly where she wanted to be, forcing her to use [Summon Wings] to not go splat on the grass. "The hell?!"

A couple of seconds later, she reappears right outside the balcony, again not where she wanted to go.

"Why can't I go where I want?!" Hana complains as she flies in, then throws the gem to Lina.

"The enchantment is too delicate for you," the gloomy little girl replies, then [Blink]s and appears on my back, her legs around my shoulders.

"You can train to get better at it, tho," I reassure Hana, and Lina throws the gem to Roxanne. Then my little girl grips my horns for safety, and I begin horsing around.

Roxanne makes a poking motion, then [Blink]s, and Hana suddenly yelps as she receives One Thousand Years of Death.

"Lube first, you b-tch!" Hana growls back and pounces on Roxanne, but the evil demon teleports away before revenge can be exacted.

Her devious lady-like laughter is cut short as Alissa suddenly steals the gem and teleports to my side.

"Oh shit…" Roxanne mutters, resigning herself to her Fate.

Aoi takes the gem next and observes it curiously. She has some of the best magical senses out of all of us, and she can see the inner workings of the gem almost as deeply as Lina.

"Hmmm~…" She hums thoughtfully, then teleports outside, high up in the air, but before she can truly begin to fall, she forcefully clears the gem of mana and activates it again, teleporting higher up. She repeats it a few times, rising above the tree line to catch a glimpse of the moonlit night. Then she starts teleporting back down again.

Yunia narrows her striking blue eyes as her long elven ears twitch, then she turns around in a huff and grabs Aoi by the throat the moment the cheeky dragon appears behind her.

The Queen simply stares at the insolent fool and slowly raises one eyebrow.

"Hehe…" Aoi chuckles awkwardly with a toothy smile, then surrenders the gem.

Yunia takes it and immediately [Blink]s, reappearing on the railing of the balcony, easily standing on the thin wooden cylinder with the grace that only an elf could have.

She [Blink]s again, and now she's gripping a small nook on the bark of the mini High Tree. Then she continues up until she reaches the branches. It's a tight space with very little room to move, yet she still finds all the spots that she can teleport to.

"Amusing," she casually remarks, then she makes me summon her because she doesn't want to bother [Blink]ing back down.

It seems that she does have a talent for [Space Magic], though it isn't anywhere near as good as her father's. She's one of the handful of living elves who know [Precognition], and it's seen as a more powerful tool than [Blink], so she neglected her study of [Space Magic] in favor of [Weaverism].

Ciel tests it just for curiosity's sake, and she quickly learns that she's not very good at it. But that's not because of bad mana management, she just has a hard time gauging distances.

"Everyone has more experience with ranged combat than me," she defends herself with a flat tone, and I walk up to her so that Lina can pat her head in comfort.

Klein is the last to try, but she already knows that she'll be terrible with it as she's the one with the least experience in magic out of all of us.

She hesitantly takes the gem, then cautiously feeds it mana and closes her eyes as she prays, "Gods help m-…!"

She suddenly [Blink]s, and we hear a thud as she slams against the wall and falls on her ass.

"Oh, shit…!" Hana exclaims, her surprise so great that Roxanne manages to slip out of her grasp, but the dragonkin is so amused that she doesn't care anymore and laughs heartily at her friend's failure.

"Gods, I could've died!" Klein whines loudly as she gets up.

"No, you couldn't," Lina quietly replies and frowns. "But it's impressive that you managed to actually hit something."

"Ugh…" Klein groans in embarrassment as she marches towards us, then angrily hands me the gem and sits down at the table, her arms crossed and her lips pressed together in a pout.

We also have the golems try out the gem, but they all struggle to accurately teleport.

"Apologies, Master, but our performance is highly unsatisfactory," the three speak in unison.

"I think it's because they're always 'distracted' by their obsession with serving you," Roxanne wisely guesses.

I raise an eyebrow at her, but then it starts to make sense. The golems are always thinking about how to serve us, leaving less mental capacity for other tasks, such as concentrating and imagining the location they want to teleport to. I think the creator of [Summoning Magic] must have made the elementals (which the golems are based on) like this to ensure their loyalty, but this is quite a crude solution as it lowers the mental capabilities of the summons, their strongest point.

I can't just remove the obsession as it'll leave the golems without a sense of purpose, but I have to replace it with something more nuanced.

What drives a person? What makes one loyal?

I turn my eyes to Alissa and wonder if I can copy her loyalty onto the golems.

"I'd love to help," she casually responds to my thoughts and snuggles up to me.

In the end, from highest to lowest, the order of our precision with the gem is: Aoi, me, Roxanne, Yunia, Lina, Alissa, Ciel, Hana, the golems, and finally, Klein.

With the tension fading away, hunger starts to affect us, and we have a slightly late dinner. I want some good vibes to make up for the awful day, so all of the girls are invited, but I notice that we're a bit more restrained today. I'm used to our meals being loud, so it becomes pretty noticeable when things are quieter than usual. We aren't exactly depressed, but we also aren't as energetic as we could be.

Lolo also seems rather uncomfortable and fidgety, and I have a hunch about why, so of course, she eventually asks a question that silences the table, "Didn't you… uh… kill a noble?"

"We did, what of it?" I casually reply.

She slowly raises her eyebrows, her floppy ears perking up a bit. "It's, uhm… I thought there'd be a war, or something."

I smile soothingly, and my "Charisma" has a noticeable effect on her as she loosens up considerably. "There won't be, not unless they all want to die because we've shown that we have a lot more power than them."

"There'll be inquiries about our actions tomorrow, but nobody besides the Emperor himself has the power to do anything to us," Yunia categorically adds.

I nod in agreement and finish, "We might be challenged to a battle, but those are explicitly not to the death, and we're certain that they don't have the numbers to pose a threat to us. But don't worry, things will be safe for you and Nikolas to return to your usual lives in a few days."

She looks down to her plate, a little miffed. "Well, going back isn't what I was worried about…"

"Because it sure is nice to plow or loaf around all day while surrounded by elves," Klein launches a sneak attack.

The bunny girl pouts and knits her eyebrows at the monkey girl. "I'm not a gold digger like that."

"No, you're a sword sucker," Hana offhandedly remarks.

Lolo angrily wets her lips, trying to hide her smile. "That… I can't deny, but, I'm not addicted to it, unlike a certain person."

Both Hukarere and Aoi lift their heads up, then look at each other and start a staring contest, fighting for the title of "Addicted to Wolfy's Sword."

"Two persons, actually," I correct before things escalate.

"Since we're talking about it…" Alissa cheekily sings, then reaches into my pants and pulls It out. The table goes silent as they watch her slowly stroke it up and down, the mere sight causing them to warm up.

Alissa wants to use her new hands for something, so she savors the sight of building up the early juice like never before. In her mind, she focuses very hard on the fact that these are her mother's hands, and she starts to fantasize about me doing her family, even her father…

But something surprising gives me pause. Through Osaria's little summoned bird back in Escanso, I see Thea enter our bedroom, where my dark milf is enjoying some night drinking with Poosh.

"Hello, Thea. I'm happy that you accepted my invitation," Osaria sultrily greets the little snow fox.

They're all wearing the equivalent of nightwear, which for Thea is a small, semi-transparent not-kimono that clearly shows the outline of her delicious, puffy bits.

"You're someone who's hard to say no to," she wryly replies and takes a seat.

Poosh sighs and cautions her, "For your own good, you should learn to."

Thea stops and looks at Osaria for a moment. "I see what you mean…" She hesitantly remarks, seemingly noticing how everything the milf does seems geared towards love.

Osaria chuckles softly, the exaggerated movements of her shoulders making her assets jiggle alluringly. "Oh, please… All I want is to have an enjoyable and pleasant time with others. That's just what I like the most." Then she pushes forward a glass with a finger of Eia. "Won't you drink with me? This is Wolfy's favorite."

Oh, Gods, this is dangerous.

"Should I…? I've been advised against drinking with… carnivorous people," Thea tactfully replies and looks at Poosh, asking for advice.

Yes, that's right, don't drink with Osaria.

"Oh…? Why is that?" Osaria promptly inquires before Poosh can intervene.

Thea looks at her warily. "I'm untouched."

Osaria's seductive demeanor is suddenly kicked up a notch as she sultrily whispers, "Well, I'm a woman, so I can't steal it from you."

The young woman holds Osaria's gaze, seemingly unable to look away from her red pair of gems. "There's more to it than just spreading a flower."

Exactly!

Osaria leans onto the table, pressing those pillows together. Then her voice comes out sounding very sweet, but it feels more like a honey trap. "Wolfy doesn't mind when his women savor others of the same kind. He enjoys it, actually, and he's always encouraging us to 'mingle.'"

Poosh gracefully clears her throat and interjects, "His Highness Wolf's first priority is to always keep us happy, so don't feel pressured to do anything you don't want to, Thea."

The snow fox stares at the gentle sheep, but her gaze is attracted to the captivating, droopy pair of red eyes, the sensuality Osaria exudes simply too powerful for an inexperienced young woman.

She breathes in deeply, then takes the cup of Eia and drinks it. "Wow… this is…" She immediately hums in wonder.

"Unique?" Osaria helps.

Thea nods. "Yes, something like that."

Oh, shit… She's actually going for it.

I look down and see Alissa's bright brown, almost orange eyes staring up at me while she slowly swallows me, then I whisper in delight and start playing with her ears.

I'm feeling jealous that Osaria is trying to steal Thea from me, but I can't deny that I love seeing two women flirting with each other, and just Osaria's sultry gaze towards the little snow fox is enough to wake up my friend.

Alissa is such a good worshiper that I feel tempted to give her the title of Addicted, but she does it because she loves me, and her enjoyment of my taste is just a nice bonus.

Osaria also doesn't waste any time. It's only been a minute, and her fingers are already tracing lines along Thea's arms, and soon enough, the two are staring deeply into each other's eyes, full of longing and desire.

I know that my loving Misty fox has an ulterior motive, but I can't help myself but surrender, and I release it all down at the same time that Osaria steals Thea's first kiss.

She did it… Osaria found a way to NTR me!

Poosh sighs softly, then readjusts her round glasses and looks out through the balcony with a wry smile.

I won't be able to feel the innocent hesitance of a girl's first kiss, the excitement as our lips touch, then the fear as our mouths begin to open for the next step, followed by the overload of sensations as our tongues finally rub together. These are all things that Osaria is stealing from me, and they're just from the kiss.

Osaria's hand pulls Thea's body closer, then it sneaks up and feels her small chest, making Thea wince in surprise, which is like another stab into my heart. Such a delightful demeanor isn't easily recreated through roleplay, even with the use of [Godly Language] for brainwashing. It's another delight she's stolen from me.

Alissa gasps for air as she pulls her head back. Then we both stand up, and she leans over the table, her tail wagging in anticipation.

I raise her criminally small not-kimono and pull her red covering to the side, then I aim it up and slide in.

The kissing on the other side of the continent continues to escalate, with Osaria pulling the smaller girl onto her lap, who builds up the courage to play with those massive dark pillows with such vigor that they slip out of her dousnadeia, revealing her alluring, inverted bits.

Then Osaria breaks the kiss and asks, "You've been taught how to lay with another woman, yes?"

Thea nods bashfully. "Yes… and I've had reinforcement training lately for… obvious reasons."

"Excellent…" My milf hums, then pushes her chest up towards the cute young woman, who promptly grabs the huge pair and starts pulling the inverted bits out with her mouth. "Very good."

Osaria looks at her bird with an impish grin as she makes Thea sing like a bird, and sanity returns to my enraged mind.

There will be payback for this, Osaria…