The Royal Princess’s First Battle, Naval Battle

"Don't put that much weight on your shoulders. They're small and graceful." Heian Ciemnosc said as he turned around and embraced her waist. His pale hands snaked up her body, passing by her breasts, and landed on her shoulders from the front, hugging her from behind. When she exhaled and felt comfortable in his embrace, to her utmost delight. He added. "But more than anything, you're mine. Don't belittle yourself for something I'm doing. I could go out there myself. Help a little and flee after a few moments into the battle, and I wouldn't be caught by the unknown. Don't treat me like a nice boy. I'm not."

“Hmn, I know. I won’t try ruining my Empire myself. Just be careful. I know your life is in danger with how they act now.” Shuna said, turning her head to the left and side glanced at her man. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, smooched the left corners of her lips, and hugged her by locking his hands on her abdomen. Shuna closed her eyes and enjoyed the intimacy before opening them in a dangerously narrow and asked him, “Will you watch over Little Ish?”

“Oh. You know I will. Only a stupid person would let their apprentice or child join a dangerous activity and leave their life and death to the enemy. I will be there only for her. Also, little? Have you seen your daughter’s ass? She is no little. Hell, she is even than my wife back at the Academy when she was Blauw Ishikyy’s age.” Heian Ciemnosc said, shamelessly ‘praising’ his woman’s daughter like just another piece of meat.

“... My daughter isn’t small… but she will always be my dear little one,” Shuna said after sharing her head at his words. Then, she slowly blinked, as if she was sharing the stars in the sky, disappearing from the superficial sun’s light, and added. “My family is known for not being interested in a lover or children. But when we have children, they are our world. As for a lover, we do not go anywhere near that 60%. It is… a natural affinity for us. Is it strange? Well, I can’t accept my daughter partnering with an incapable person. If you’d like, take her before anyone else does.”

Heian Ciemnosc: 〣 ( ºΔº ) 〣 (◯Δ◯∥) (⊙０⊙)

“... Sh- Shuna, are you aware of what words you’re saying?” Heian Ciemnosc, the Innocent, asked his woman as she directly gave her daughter’s future marriage to her own man. Such an indecent, perverted, and lewd action! Shuna just twisted her neck and looked back. Her strongly determined eyes curiously looked at him as if she found something silly. “All over the world, mothers and daughters sometimes even share the same manwhore. My family engages in family relations for marriage when there are no suitable ones. I had to look for Little Ish’s father because I have no siblings.”

“Aha,” Heian Ciemnosc nodded and blinked, not acting like an insecure little thing. Shuna turned around, swinging her seductive, slim hips on his lower abdomen and crotch, and hugged his neck with her wrists and hands. “I know my daughter, and you are a man. A young man, for now, a great man, soon. When the time comes, I want to tell you that the only difference between me and my daughter having you as our husband will be to compete for being the better wife, not to be with you and have morals about it.”

“Mn, true. If you had any morals, you wouldn’t jumped to an underaged, 20s-something-year-old kid like me. You monster,” Heian Ciemnosc nudged his head upwards in his last sentence. He watched his woman grin from ear to ear before her brown hands met his pale abdomen and muscles. Her head closed in on his left ear to whisper a little something while her left hand slid further down his navel and met a reaction from his body because of her words. “I like the ocean and the life around it, but I like my man seeing me all for himself in my most humiliating times…”

Bowwbooumb! “!” Heian Ciemnosc wasted no time, and as soon as he spread his Myriad Darkness Materialization, his Ornament was shot into the sky 280,000 kilometers away. His nostrils bled a few thin, dark blood lines, but Shuna cleaned them off while already mounting him and as the Ornament used its smallish engine to fly towards the Palace island. Because of the thrill and her encouragement, Heian Ciemnosc emptied a round of seed inside her rapidly, but she kept galloping, riding him to their utter lust and passion gnawing at their reason.

Before long, they arrived at the Palace, and Heian Ciemnosc directly employed his Myriad Darkness Materialization again to semi-teleport himself inside his residence’s bedroom. Shuna’s crotch was already foaming with his sperm, and her addicted hips moved with all of her love. However, a pair of palace maids were grabbed on Heian Ciemnosc’s way to his residence. Thus, the meekly acquiescent, blushing palace maids started cleaning their Empress and little emperor inside out, everywhere, with not a place left untouched by their draconic tongues.

. . .

3 weeks later, west from the Blauw Empire’s islands.

Ever since the offensive operation from the Blauw Empire against the top organizations, many images were revealed not only in the Far East Region. When the First fleet’s Carrier’s Fighters were on their way to return to their Admiral, they recorded images from above. In some footage, corpses of people were seen lying on top of their destroyed warships, namely the enemy Carrier’s commander and other warships.

They became viral, to say the least. Even though the First fleet’s Carrier had a good portion of its bow destroyed, it was rapidly repaired after the battle. It only took 10 days for it to return to its previous state. Meanwhile, due to the fierce battle in the Green Emirate Grotto’s sea territory near the Blue Emirate Grotto’s, the Blauw Empire’s First fleet gained time to control the Sand Emirate Grotto’s sea territory. The enemy had to stand down to rectify… their losses had been far too many, even if they crippled away some force from the Empire’s First fleet.

An outsider party had recorded some of the last moments before the Green Emirate Grotto’s battle ended, where all the camera angle could see: was hundreds of Fighters suddenly flying into the crippled Carrier before disappearing. But then, as time passed, the sound of heavy machine guns firing away could be heard from so far away despite being inside the Carrier. This was to show just how insane the battle within the Carrier was brought up.

Lastly, the camera angle captured the sight of the explosion. It spread a few thousand kilometers above the water’s surface but only a few hundred meters like a pillar into the sky. This point of view proved too shocking, amassing quadrillions views in the Universal Conveyance after just a week. It was recorded by a civilian, who then passed it to a cultivator and spread it around the world. The former was found and dealt with by the top 5 organizations, but only the Blauw Empire knew about it and spread it in the Far East Region, with unquestionable proof.

Nevertheless, the war continued, and after a few last tries, the top 5 organizations gave the Empire’s southern sea territory up. Their stealth Fighters and inland movements were always tracked and dealt with as soon as the Second fleet had them in range, turning into wasted cabbage thrown at the side of the road. Thus, only the center mattered now. The Feathered Valley Pavilion and the Clashing Dust Cult had the largest inland and sea territory, occupying the north. Thus, as soon as the Blauw Empire took over the Sand Emirate Grotto’s sea territory, the top 5 organizations were alarmed to new heights.

However, the top 5 organizations, healing from the loss of so many soldier units, all cultivators, had to recompose themselves after one of their parties lost all naval capabilities, and the other was left with just a Fleet. All these were brand new, and their cultivators were well-trained. Yet, even those who wanted to flee and survive a lost battle were caught by the Empire’s Fighters or strange beam-like shots from the Empire’s warships. It was futile.

New methods and protocols had to be formed before fighting the Empire directly. On the other hand, the Empire was seemingly already with the entire Sand Emirate Grotto’s sea territory turned into theirs, employing secret movements to engage in the Green Emirate Grotto’s sea territory. However, to the top 5 organizations, these movements weren’t that secret after all, and they caught wind of it. They were getting ready, and with the idea that not all of the First fleet could fight them in their sea territory while the Second fleet guarded the southern sea territories, the top 5 organizations started planning.

On the other hand, the Blauw Empire had already gone through another round of new recruits joining the military and learning directly under Imperial Teachers. Many new soldier units from each month end up as stars, shining bluer than the rest in the newbies. One of them was none other but Heian Ciemnosc’s apprentice, the royal princess Blauw Ishikyy!

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Throughout her journey, starting from the military college, she flatly or brutally rejected dozens of brave fools trying to court her, and excelling in even Craftsmaking despite having an awful talent for it, she was seemingly the first in the Blauw Empire’s new army to have this much potential! Her achievements were only known depending on how the Blauw Empire’s army regulations worked. Thus, the Empire’s people could only become shocked, amazed, and proud of their far-future leader without knowing she was capable of much more.

On the other hand, the top 5 organizations’ True Dragon House stated their resolve as legitimate Azure Dragon’s Bloodline heirs, no longer calling themselves ‘descendants’ or the like. This seemed to make things even funnier, but the Blauw Empire had it under control. Besides, Heian Ciemnosc didn’t even need to arrange a pre-campaign to lower the True Dragon House’s image among the Empire’s citizens and civilians with how things had gone in the previous 2 wars.

To this, and timely so, as Blauw Ishikyy was confirmed to reach the rank of soldier unit as a private Imperial Guard, she declared to bring her royal blood to the battle and sink every Azure Dragon’s Bloodline traitor in the name of nature and the world’s truth!

She wasn’t heroic or righteous but simply ruthless and vindictive. Exactly how she felt, and precisely what the old and the young, hot-blooded in the Empire felt. This wasn’t a play or a game. This was what they demanded from their long-term enemies! From those and whoever else dares to see them as livestock!!

With these words and such determination, the royal princess gained favor in the eyes of the Empire’s hierarchy and its people. Needless to say, Heian Ciemnosc saw his woman more content and in a good mood to the point she forced him to practice breeding sessions with him, just in case it only worked in those outside of the Myriad Races’ classification. It didn’t work, of course. But it started a good mood for Heian Ciemnosc, too.

A few days later, there was a new reincorporating of more Imperial Guards into the active Fleets in the sea, warring and gaining prestige, stories, and recognition in the Empire like the only stars in a diminutive sea of darkness. Of course, they were also becoming renowned in the Blackotia Kingdom, and this was achieved without the Wrath Nihility Academy’s help through free advertisement or deliberately turning the attention to the Kingdom’s eastern Regions.

It was all the Blauw Empire’s doings, harvesting the honor and pride they used to have long, long ago. Although Heian Ciemnosc’s footprint was all over the place, it wasn’t him who fought. In fact, he only beat the top 5 organizations’ leaders a little before, and that was it. It is the Empire’s people who even gave their lives, not him. He only gave them the chance, and they turned it into the chance.

Thus, as the new Imperial Guards were being sent into the sea territorial battles, their names were naturally not published or teased somehow by the Empire, and their families would only know on the day they left. As for the Imperial Guards themselves, they would be noticed with at least a week of anticipation. One of them was, of course, Blauw Ishikyy.

… On this day. The sun was just setting, and the evening was looming closer. A platform was created just for the sake of the new Imperial Guards joining the First or Second fleet. It was a mobile platform that could be rapidly assembled and disassembled. Enough for a million people to stand on it in formation, orderly, and with installable docks at any of the sides. Currently, only one side had them installed, and the new Imperial Guards were formed in squares facing that direction. Meanwhile, a few royal guards were on the sides.

These were idle royal guards who would just remain within the Palace or any other consequential location in the Blauw Empire’s territory, waiting for their turn to protect their royal princess. This was orchestrated by Heian Ciemnosc, who didn’t wish to let those other potential royal guards waste their lives away in battle or as incapable fellows who couldn’t even cultivate or farther beyond expectations.

After a royal guard died and the royal princess returned to the Empire’s territory, they would be replaced. This would ensure Heian Ciemnosc’s apprentice's safety and a never-ending supply of lifeless bodyguards. While they were trained to be Blauw Ishikyy’s lives, in the future, they would also live to protect the following descendants. The major problem here, however, was that the old royal guards would have to be replaced by the new, as the Empire was already advancing to an upper-level organization.

“...” However, Heian Ciemnosc was already working on that. He was just searching for an alchemy product so that a royal guard might give their experience, potential, and innate qualities to the newer generations. It would be a meaningless death still, but they wouldn’t have wasted their time. For now, though, the old royal guards had a few decades left to live before such a change came. Besides, Blauw Ishikyy wouldn’t be going to war without her royal guards, not under her mother and second parent-like figure still alive.

Step, step, step. “Thank you.” - “I’m honored.” - “I’m honored~.” - “See you soon.” - “...” Heian Ciemnosc and the Empress looked from above at the ongoing ceremony. The new Imperial Guards would have to hover their medallions before an officer from the First or Second fleet, depending on who calls them as they step up from formation. While they waited for their medallion to be imprinted by their numbered fleet, they looked at the royal guards with deep respect and said a word, talked to them like pals, or just bowed or nodded to them before walking into the next transporting vessel.

The vessel was a rectangular ship, focused on nimbleness, speed… and total defense. It had a shield and could withstand 2 missiles crashing at the same time if in an emergency, but nothing else. It was made of metal and could incorporate the sea beneath it to enhance its mobility somewhat, not on the level of the Empire’s warships, but helpful still. Everyone passed. The new Imperial Guards became just Imperial Guards and were ‘chained’ to their Fleet from then on.

“Ahh~, which special force are you going to enlist?” - “Huh? None! I already suffered enough! I’m fine as it is!” - “Huh! I want to try the Sand Force.” - “Mn, I’d like the Green Force, although the Yellow Force also seems good.” - “I will join the most disciplinary, the Flesh Force.” - “Tsk, who asked you?” - “I’m fine with any.” - “I will join the Draconic Force, hell yeah!” - “To me, it is the Sky Force. It seems so fitting for me…” - “Ah! Ishikyy, I’m gonna join the Blue Force, and you?”

“What Blue Force? You can enlist in the others, but nobody can do so for the Blue Force. How are you gonna do it, huh?” Blauw Ishikyy heard one of her girlfriends talk to her, so she answered while lightly knocking her forehead. Blauw Ishikyy felt her uniform and armor move and felt its softness and how fucking cool it looked, and calmed down. The young woman who spoke to her pouted before sighingly nodding. “You’re right, aish. I have to do good to be noticed, then.”

“Blauw Ishikyy, to the First fleet!” A calling suddenly rang in the royal princess’s mind, and she looked where the transmission came from. Finding an old man from her Bloodline looking at her and slightly nodding, without being noticed by others, she smiled at her girlfriend before stepping out of her formation group. She saluted her new officer and yelled, “Private Blauw Ishikyy, here!”

PUTONG! “!” Immediately, the royal guards knelt, leaving a few new Imperial Guards without someone to pay their respects to. They, and every other new Imperial Guard, took a moment before realizing why this happened and looked at the royal princess’s back, front, and profile. The sun, trying to hide from their eyes, basked her in orange, turning her cinnamon skin much more enthralling. The officer nodded, and she walked towards him while taking her medallion out.

Putong, putong, putong, putong… Suddenly, Blauw Ishikyy was astounded by another sound. This time, it was continuous. She turned around and looked as about 1,000,000 Imperial Guards, on the platform and in the vessels away with their walls becoming transparent, all began to kneel around her. She was taken aback and fell utterly silent. “...”

Although she was never treated better, other than an unknown bodyguard to deal with sticky, pestering fellows and ladies, and her life in the military college, or learning directly under the army was as anyone else’s… She was their royal princess. Future leader or not, she represented their Empire. That she joined them in this war only meant she wanted to fight. It didn’t prove her bravery or that she cared about them, but that she wanted to do what she could.

Although it seemed small, little, and diminutive to what her mother and personal Imperial Teacher had achieved… but there she was, starting her little steps… radiating of the Empire’s life and blood! How could they not be respectful? When she was this worthy! It didn’t take long before everyone was kneeling, even those who had little to say about their royal princess or had a rivalry with her.

A few tens of seconds passed, but the atmosphere remained… graceful, pure, and heavy. Yet, it did not give presence to weirdness or awkwardness. They felt like they couldn’t stand up before their royal princess commanded it, but she felt like she couldn’t force them to stand up. In the end, Blauw Ishikyy turned her head back to the old man, retrieved her medallion, and walked to her vessel, jolting up to board it, and landed on it with both her feet placed together on the deck. Only after she sat and the vessel started moving did the rest start standing up again.

Step, step, step- jolt~... pa- tah. Thud.

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