Care Sub Division Down!

A day after the battle, in the Care Sub Division's central City. Morning.

'...' Heian Ciemnosc sat with his knees against the ground as he placed his palms on Violet's bare back. Esteban was in front of her, treating her wound with some potion as an Orangebreeding-based incense's aroma filled the air. Her top was naked as Heian Ciemnosc sent his dark Power Energy into her body and effectuated the cultivation method. This way, Violet wouldn't die, suffer a setback, become crippled, or lose cultivation.

As he sent his dark Power Energy into her, his mind was reflecting with those memories and flashes after everything went dark. And really went black. The world lost light once again as a dome 16,000 meters in diameter appeared and even covered a portion of the enemy central City, startling everyone. The images from stomping and clawing at the enemy cultivator as time seemed to stop and Violet was pushed out of danger by a Spirit Rebirth realm student trooper.

He felt his battle prowess naturally become useless against a Spirit Rebirth realm cultivator simply protecting himself with pure energy armor and a layer of Power Energy. He was a weakling against such. And it was just a 1st stage cultivator. He could only imagine the mighty one at the peak could have. Heian Ciemnosc’s eyebrows furrowed again as Esteban noticed it and looked up. Still, since that wasn’t harming Violet, he didn’t interrupt Heian Ciemnosc.

“... mmm, team leader…” Violet began murmuring as she leaned to her left. Esteban quickly moved and caught her with his chest while Heian Ciemnosc kept his eyes closed and continued helping her. Violet murmured again, a little sober this time. “I did well, didn’t I? I even survived, and all… wooow. I’m good, right? Am I the protagonist now, or something? I survived, after all.”

“If you were the protagonist, I would’ve taken the hit instead.” Heian Ciemnosc’s calm voice resounded. Compared to Violet’s, his seemed cold. Violet smiled lightly as her left shoulder and arm were limp. She lifted her right hand to grab her lover’s left arm and squeeze it. After growing bored from molesting Esteban, she continued, her sapphire eyes still closed. “Naahh, I am pretty cool. I wonder how many can be like me? So mighty~...”

“She’s delusional. Try speaking to her to calm her, or she might go into a coma for a few days. The team isn’t departing without her.” Heian Ciemnosc said. He took another precious First Step theriac pill and casually inserted it into Violet’s lips. Esteban could only gratefully glance up at his team leader before closing his face onto Violet’s and speaking softly. She seemed glad to hear Esteban’s voice and its contents. She smiled sweetly with enticing, narrowed eyes.

Step, step, step, step… rustle, fumble. Boink~.

Heian Ciemnosc stepped into a tent after a long, ‘serious’ walk through the central City. Ever since he left the Care Sub Division for the neighboring Division, this City was reconquered, and the reparation was already ongoing, with several plans to minimize damages already formulated. By the end of the week, the army would set off to conquer the outer section of the Sub Division.

After entering the tent, Heian Ciemnosc didn’t bother being polite or hiding his presence. His medallion, aura, and soul mark from the Academy, distinguishing between each student and member, allowed him to enter without obstruction and simply notified the owner. In her bed, her nude body with her little bum skywards, Sakura flinched once in an attempt to stand up but gave up right away.

He walked to her bed, her rear pointing at the entrance. Heian Ciemnosc undressed himself, only taking his lower clothes off and letting his something show and be exposed to the air. Heian Ciemnosc positioned himself above Sakura. Without considering the tired, sleepy Saku, he impaled her in the chrysanthemum as she meekly groaned before starting to kittishly pant.

“Ah, ah, aaaah…!” Sakura felt his roughness increasing every minute. She knew he could see all of her, inside out, so she shyly became ‘more difficult’ to play with her body as her eyes turned unfocused and she looked up in relish. Heian Ciemnosc was motivated. He started growing heavier and more brusque in his movements, his arms entrapping her and his hands melting her skin. As she felt her body sodomized, it also received one load after another.

Finally, her maiden pit was sought after, entering with his phallus already covered in his semen as it went as far as possible. She was turned around, time and again, as she reciprocated. The cultivation method helped both as they enjoyed each other’s passion, intimacy, and emotions. After being drunk by his baby-making products more than ten times, Heian Ciemnosc simply lay on the bed with her and hugged her waist tightly with her back against his chest.

“Anhh~,” Sakura bemoaned through her nostrils in a light demeanor, still tired from the early battle. More than 8,000 student troops were shipped to the Academy afterwards, a number more than tolerable. But considering the situation, Heian Ciemnosc was instead a hero of sorts. She twisted her waist, its flatness delighting Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes and senses. His right palm was guided to rub around her belly as she smiled back at him, her black eyes and freckles top beautiful up close. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Groan, I’m not a kid,” Heian Ciemnosc said, pinching her skin before caringly rubbing it again as if apologizing. Sakura smiled again. Her hand patted his pale forearm before raising her head and bussing his pale red lips, her pale skin mixing with his tantalizingly. “Hey, here, alone and together. You’re my child, lover, sex toy, and personal cultivating technique. No team leader or status, only a dick and pussy.”

‘Oh. How dirty,’ Heian Ciemnosc thought, his eyes twinkling and the massive object sleeping within her shaking. It caused her to flinch twice a little and her dried lips to part from the pleasure. He seemed to think of something and said, “Does that mean I’ve successfully converted you into a bisexual beauty?”

“What beauty? I know my limits. And n- well, m- no!” Sakura said, wiggling her cheeks a little as her waist felt tingled by the thing swaying left and right in her body. Some squelching, slurping noises could be heard below their bodies from how down bad things were at their groins. “Though, I admit. If you suddenly show up, at any moment and time of the day, and suddenly touch me… I can’t do anything but comply. I’ve really grown addicted. I even want to serve you at any moment, randomly. I could just start putting you in my mouth as you speak with the team about other strategies. How about that?”

“... Like… without the cultivation method? You want to engage in that?” Heian Ciemnosc became pensive for some time before responding. He cleverly ignored her ‘risky’ operations but didn’t say no. Ah. Sakura nodded on her pillow, her hands guiding his to go through all over her front before letting them stay on her chest and neck. “Some intimacy… for desire’s sake. Without cultivation, just us, delighting each other’s wants.”

“Mm, aight.” Heian Ciemnosc covered their bodies with a blanket as he nodded, his nose massaging her nape as he did. Eliciting a soft ‘mnff’ guttural moan in the middle of her throat. Then, without saying any more, both prepared to go to sleep. However, Heian Ciemnosc suddenly began moving. Not fast. It was slow and steady, with a constant rhythm with irregular strokes inside before coming out.

“Aaahh,” a relaxed, satisfied moan-sigh escaped her body as she closed her eyes with relish. As Heian Ciemnosc began making lewd, obscene noises with their sexual organs connected and playing with each other in this manner nonstop, her clear head pleasingly ran some words. ‘Oh? Is it once again like that? Am I going to lay all night like a dead fish and sleep peacefully as he slowly, smoothly pounds me all night and helps me cultivate? Oh, hell yeah? Nice!’

. . .

Over the subsequent 2 weeks, the Care Sub Division was under total siege by the Academy’s forces. The operation to form a line of Cities reconquered was triumphant even before the Concealed Ornament returned, only needing a couple days more to plan the overall retaking of the territory. Violet regained combat capabilities and was in a top-notch state 2 days after he returned, allowing his team to go back to business.

The first step was to reconquer the outer half of the Care Sub Division. But the army faced a problem. Although they wouldn’t need as many garrisoned units to remain in those Cities, and they were already moving a small portion of each City facing the Watery Land Sub Division in the Imp Eye Sub Division. If they went on with this step with the same methods, they would have half of what they esteemed necessary to fully reconquer the Division. Their ammunition would be too low.

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Thus, Heian Ciemnosc, the Great, presented a solution. Since there wasn’t much time left for training, a day was spent with Heian Ciemnosc teaching the sub-commanders in the early morning and the latter teaching what they learned from him to their troops. These teachings were everything Heian Ciemnosc learned after his time in the neighboring Division. Although the sub-commanders thought Heian Ciemnosc had learned it from others, Cari and Lionel knew this was all Heian Ciemnosc’s experience.

Furthermore, Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t crappy and shared what he comprehended, improving the formations and tactics. Reducing fatality rate as well as enhancing its effectiveness after the battle. The sub-commanders were enlightened, and their eyes took in more light after learning from Heian Ciemnosc. And so were the student troopers who just wanted to go into the battlefield and try these tactics.

The next day, the army set off. Their transporting ships overflew the Sub Division’s desertic land, besieged from all sides. The enemy, already being in low morale and feeling left out after long periods without receiving information from their main force at the Endless Division’s center, faltered and fell, causing less than 2,000 casualties to the numerical and technological superior WHA Academy Division’s army.

This operation’s initial step took less than 3 days, with several transporting ships capturing 2 or 3 enemy Cities and releasing the civilians from a suppressive atmosphere. Although most Cities didn’t mistreat or cause the civilians to starve or suffer, they did neglect them. All of the time. Thus, deaths still happened even as the cultivators ensured their livelihood wasn’t affected unless there was an incoming siege.

Therefore, after the army reconquered these enemy Cities, lifting that oppressive and uncaring aura and even meddling in the Cities’ affairs to help keep maintenance up, more than half the Care Sub Division saw a more colorful light as they went back to living like the ordinary people that they are. No soldier unit remained in the Cities when meditating, cultivating, and healing, as per orders.

However, whenever they came into the City to take a breather or relax, the civilians treated them kindly, just as one would to their savior. It wasn’t anything exaggerated, especially since the soldier units gained tremendous respect for being a cultivator, showing their might, and showing them what determination signifies with their actions in the battle. Although a few beauties and pretty boys used their bodies to help calm their saviors’ minds. But that wasn’t important. It wasn’t prohibited anyway, and the Academy was already known for welcoming open marriages… so.

As for garrisoned units, they were the grandmas’ and grandpas’ grandsons and granddaughters. Many aunties and uncles came over to help, feeding them some homemade food and confectionery and even just coming out of their houses and shelters to chat with them through the City wall’s elevators that took 5 minutes to go up or down. An indescribable connection was being formed all over the Sub Divisions and other Divisions and Regions in the Blackotia Kingdom…

With all possible retreat routes covered by the army, all that was needed next was to take the entire Sub Division under its rule. After 4 months of war, the enemy cultivators began to show either hesitation or undying resolution to their convictions. Still, no desertions occurred on the enemy’s side during the operation’s initial step. However, once the army turned their backs to the outside and faced the remaining less-than-half Care Sub Division, few individuals attempted to live like ordinary people outside the enemy Cities, only to be sent to hell as one instead.

A couple days later, the Academy Division’s army came to the enemy’s Cities and began destroying their barrier, morale, and hearts. Without mercy, every enemy cultivator was killed, and no prisoners, and definitely no complacency on the army’s part. In this operation’s last step, 2 transporting ships were damaged by the enemy’s improvised, failed ‘mortar’ arsenal that could shoot into the sky but ended up mostly self-injuring themselves and killing not a small number of civilians.

Because it wasn’t done without knowing these possible failures, all the enemies within those Cities used the mortars, highlighted by the Glorious Nexus Entente’s red light. The world shuddered, and the enemy feared for their lives and existences. They could be extinct because of this! But the damage was done.

There was nothing but fury in the eyes of the student troops, who took slightly more time to realize why the cultivators were suddenly distinguished with a red beam falling from the sky and soaring from underneath. If the army was already convinced that the enemy could only be exterminated, these situations that shouldn’t have happened opened their hatred for these hidden forces. Before, it might be only the feeling of self-protecting one’s second or first home and repaying one’s current achievements.

But after these events, it became a hatred only their extinction could resolve. However, even as these enemy cultivators were highlighted by the Glorious Nexus Entente, only the enemy’s bosses went extinct, the image of their bodies turning to sweet nothingness with a little spectacle of pure energy separating forever from their everything pleased the hatred in their hearts.

Heian Ciemnosc was especially curious and somewhat effusive. This was his first war in the world. Never had he thought it would also be the first time he saw this effect from the world, the universe itself. Everything. He didn’t feel anything in particular, only that the enemies in red, above the Ashes Soul realm, had their inner body’s layer with their ashes colored in gray and becoming muddy as if rotten and putrefact.

It was as if, even if they weren’t going to be killed because of the world itself, they could never face the calamity of death by every living being in the world. Instinctively, Heian Ciemnosc believed that the more one survived with that light, the more they might go extinct. And thinking about these things, which no First Step cultivator should ever be concerned about… Heian Ciemnosc wondered if the Great Sage was exterminated back then, on his b day.

But the war continued, and as such, happenings were reported back to the Wrath Nihility Academy asap. It wasn’t the only one so far in the entire Blackotia Kingdom. The army reconquered this inner half of the Care Sub Division, connecting to the Watery Land Sub Division in less than 10 days. This showcased the enemy’s resolve to continue the fight. Even as they had lost so much, they were never giving up. It was frustrating to think of these things, so the sub-commanders kept the soldier and garrisoned units occupied with battles and duty.

It had not become ‘easier’ to fight this war. Although casualties were no longer prominent, and soldier units weren’t wasted with tremendous errors in judgment, the enemy was just getting slightly good at resisting the Academy’s forces with each invaded City and day passing by. In total, 40 days were required for the Care Sub Division to fall back into the Academy’s hands.

With the damages to the transporting ships and the unnecessary genocide in a few Cities, leading to the doom of the enemies forming part of it, the army also needed more time to recuperate and stabilize the situation.

Heian Ciemnosc gained another promotion towards the end of the operation’s final step. He could now command 6 other teams below his, but he still didn’t increase the size of his Concealed Ornament Team. Hence, after experiencing this war and gaining so much insight from other teams, ally or foe. He felt having 80 members besides his COs, which included himself, was enough. Furthermore, gearing up those people was already vastly costly in the First Step. One could only imagine the costs when the Concealed Ornament Team became a Second Step team of the Wrath Nihility Academy.

The Concealed Ornament Team suffered a few more casualties. This time, Violet wasn’t blindly feeling depressed about it. She realized her people, even if she wanted them to grow and follow her until everyone became strong together, might not be capable of following her that high, let alone for that long. For now, though, she believed in Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes and talent-discerning senses.

Since the Care Sub Division was wholly reconquered, the army got busy preparing for reconquering the last Watery Land Sub Division. It was the final objective before returning home and receiving enormous rewards from the Academy. Merit, experience, and an increase in cultivation base were already attained. Now, they wanted recognition and to know their efforts did something. Most longed to return and become a famous, victorious figure in the other students’ eyes. Perhaps attracting a master’s eyes?

This sensation worried the second-in-commands and sub-commanders. Nobody was immortal. They could still die in the next battle, so why be like this? However, Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t. His Concealed Ornament Team was calm, collected, and busy getting to learn the things the team leader ordered them to. They weren’t suicidal, but knowing some others gained a spot in the CO Team, others would have to have died for that.

Within the team, some even lost their partners, comrades, and family that entered it together. Their deaths weren’t an accident or tragic, and memorable, like a hero’s. They died in battle, some targeted by a quick higher cultivation realm cultivator before they could react or be saved by others. Of course, they weren’t going without a fight and either killed their assailant or injured them enough for the rest of the team to successfully hunt them down.

Others died after being surrounded and employing as much damage to the enemy. It wasn’t until their last breath and heartbeat that they let their few Decimating Flash Rollers self-detonate, rendering their remains empty and going with peace in the world. It sounded tragic, but they weren’t surrounded or targeted for simply being left behind, to save others, or because of their potential shown in the enemy’s worried eyes.

They simply died because they were fighting… But even to the end, they accomplished as much as they could. Their fellow teammates could only honor them throughout the rest of the battle, or the next one, by doing as much as their fallen if it was over the top.

Within the Concealed Ornament Team, a siblinghood started forming amidst this indiscerning war.

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