I watch the battle as I catch my breath. Apparently, the best way to kill a Hydra is to just drill a large hole through its body. It seems that the heads are a magical construct, so the only place that can actually receive meaningful damage is the main body.
The Exterminators are all heading out in search of bigger prey, and Gnomeria's main army is starting to flood the tunnels, so we can assume that the bugs are under control.
I take my helmet off and run my claws through my hair. I'm exhausted, and it isn't even lunchtime yet.
As I begin to turn around, Alissa grabs my shoulders, then gives me a hug.
"We should go back," she whispers in my ear, her gentle tone showing her concern for my mental health, then she massages my scalp with her soft fingers, just the way I like.
"It's not over yet," I whisper back tiredly, and she hums softly in thought. "It's our duty to see this through to the end."
"Fine…" She gives in and releases me, then we return to the captive humanoids.
Yunia is standing guard while Ciel looks them over, but she can't wake them up from their stupor yet, not until their bodies have been cleaned and healed.
I walk up to Ciel, and she turns around to greet me. Her eyes show tiredness, but her expression is stern and strong. The angelic purity she usually radiates is now replaced with the air of a grizzled veteran.
"What are we supposed to do with them?" I soberly ask.
Her back stiffens as she answers categorically, a bit uncomfortable with the topic, "We take them back to the temple and heal their eyes, then we purge the drugs from their bodies and wait a whole day. If they don't come out of their catatonic state by then, then their minds have deteriorated too much, and they'll be freed from their torment. Those who manage to come out of it will go through Hell before they can live normal lives again."
Yunia then chimes in, her tone stern and surprisingly cold, "There are hundreds of captives here, and Gnomeria will already have trouble dealing with all the wounded, so not even the Gods would consider it Murder if we mercifully killed the people here to reduce the load on the healers."
Ciel gives her a very angry look, which is enough to make Yunia back off and return to guard duty.
I shake my head tiredly and gently point out, "She's not being unreasonable, my love, it's a valid concern."
But Ciel merely dodges the argument, "We aren't responsible for Gnomeria, so it isn't our place to decide what to do with them."
And I sternly insist, "But we are responsible for the High Forest, so one day, we might be forced to make this kind of decision."
She clenches her jaw and remains silent, not in the mood to have a discussion about this.
Alissa also says nothing, but as the daughter of a Misty Fox Chief, she sides with Yunia.
Suddenly, one of the captives starts twitching, catching our attention as he dangerously rolls near the edge of his rock bed.
Ciel rushes to stabilize him, and I prepare to use [Telekinesis] just in case, but he doesn't fall.
"What's going on?" I softly question, my eyebrows knit in confusion.
She holds the man's chest down with one hand while she checks his pulse with the other, and she notices that his heartbeat is very elevated. "He must be a recent captive if he's already waking up." Then she turns to me. "I need a tranquilizer to spare him the agony."
"I have Roxanne's things with me, which vial is the sleeping potion?" I ask out loud, and Roxanne points it out for me, then I pull a glowing pink potion out of my "Items" and hand it to Ciel, and she immediately pours it down the tube in his mouth.
The man seems to be a blonde weredog with a hint of Asian in his looks. By the muscles of his abs, he's a warrior, and considering how everyone else seems to be rather atrophied, he really is a recent victim.
The sleeping potion is magical, so it works immediately, and the weredog man falls asleep after just a few seconds.
Ciel sighs tiredly and drops her head. "Now we just need to wait until the gnomes get here," she whispers bitterly.
I hum and nod, then Alissa and I return to the lab. We scour the place for anything useful. Notes, eggs, corpses, anything that could be used to understand what they were doing here, but I don't take everything we find so that the gnomes have something to study too.
The rest of the girls are out there, scouting the rest of the nest and dealing with any stragglers, but most of the monster army is tied up in defending against the gnomes, so they have free reign to explore.
There's not much to see, actually, since all the strong monsters have already left or were killed by the Exterminators.
A good half hour passes before the sounds of battle begin to die down, and the girls return with a squad of gnomes in tow, then we show them the captives.
"Love's Embrace. Nobody deserves this…" The gnome squad leader mumbles fearfully.
The rest of the gnomes are simply frozen in shock, and even their floating weapons remain still in the air.
"Keep them safe. I want to return to my men," I soberly declare.
The Leader swallows heavily and nods, making his pointy hat bob. "Yes, Sir, understood. We'll stand guard and send word to the healers."
I hum and motion for the girls to follow, then we fly away to a secluded part of the "farms," but before I open a [Gate] back to our men, we calm our hearts and put on a happier mask.
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"Sun guide us!" They shout as we return triumphantly.
There's only a trickle of bugs coming in now, so the knights are taking care of them while the Lordsguard take a well-deserved rest.
I raise my hand to greet them and notice that there's a considerable amount of blood blemishing my beautiful claws. The lizards bleed a lot more than the bugs, so we're all kind of bloody, which seems to make for quite an inspiring sight for our men.
I smile gracefully and announce, "The battle is almost over. We only need to receive confirmation from the gnomes that the threat is no more, and then we'll be free to celebrate this victory!"
"URAAH!" Hana leads the cheers, and the men immediately follow.
Then I grin and bark, "Now, back to the battle, it's not over yet!"
They salute, and the next group gets ready for battle.
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It still takes another hour for the trickle of bugs to diminish to barely nothing, then the Prince announces that Gnomeria is safe and that the rookies will take over our position.
After one more round of cheers, we make the long trip back to the city, and I leave a few elemental-wives behind to cover our retreat.
As we walk, Hana checks on the Grosshils while Yunia has the twins report to her. The former has a lot to talk and brag about, but the latter is much more muted, as their role in the fight was to simply support from range, which is decidedly less exciting than being in the thick of it, holding back bugs with strength and coordination.
Since Hermann is occupied, I keep Klein company and play with her round brown ear just the way she likes. She acts innocent, but I think she's enjoying making Hermann jealous. I just need to get ready to clap back if she tries to make me jealous too.
Aoi's humanoid form still has both of its eyes intact, so she stays transformed to walk, and I make sure that I always have [Regeneration] working on her through a tentacle.
Hana suddenly squints as she stares at Hermann, and the boy's eyes nervously go from side to side as he wonders what got her attention, then she hums confusedly, "What's that on your nose?"
"Oh…!" He exclaims in relief, glad that she isn't about to chastise him, then he smiles excitedly. "Right, a drop of the bugs' poison touched my skin and melted it a bit, but after a [Heal], it became like this."
I hum in approval, "Nice. First battle scar?" I casually ask, and Hermann nods proudly.
He scratches his cheek awkwardly as he explains, "Yeah. I got wounded during training, but that doesn't count, and the knight armor I usually wear is too good, so I never really had the opportunity to get a legitimate scar." Then he chuckles as he shrugs.
"Men…" Alissa mumbles and rolls her eyes.
"Not even I want scars," Hana confesses and snorts.
"Men and women just have different priorities, most of the time," I explain with a wry smile.
"Elves sing in almost unison about the ugliness of scars," Yunia categorically states, and the twins nod along.
My eyebrows knit as I give her a worried look. "W-what about mine?" I hesitantly ask, caught off-guard by the conviction in her tone.
But she remains inexpressive and silent for a moment, so I dare to read her thoughts and hear a long "uhhh~…" coming through [Bind] as she realizes that she might've hurt my feelings.
"You're special," Alissa smugly states and glances at Yunia.
"Y-yes!" She suddenly exclaims as she breaks out of her daze. "Humans and dragonkin do look… fearsome with scars," she hesitantly affirms.
"Male dragons have a rough look, so scars fit them, too," Aoi casually chimes in.
"Indeed…" Yunia stiffly agrees and swallows heavily.
Arturus' eyebrows knit in disbelief, then he turns to his brother and remarks, "Sometimes I feel like she's another person when she's with him."
"That's love," Ciel immediately responds with a rare smug smile.
Yunia pouts and annoyedly defends herself, "I say it's only your perception."
I smile affectionately at her. It's hard to embarrass her, but I just find it so endearing to see the proud elf admit that she loves me.
Then I remember the captives, and my mood sours, so I close off my thoughts to not spread the negativity.
Alissa gently squeezes the tip of my tail, so I look back at her, and she gives me a sympathetic smile. I'm not the only one suffering from an emotional flip-flop; we're all trying hard to not let it affect us.
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When we finally leave the tunnel, Prince Looklwind receives us rather cheerfully, though his demeanor is still a bit dull in comparison to the party that the recruits are putting on.
"Royal Ryders!" He shouts, both from excitement and to be heard over the loud music. "Please follow me, and I'll take you somewhere comfortable where you and your men can rest!"
"We appreciate it!" I shout back and motion for him to lead on.
We enter the same carriage from before and find a gnome priest waiting for us inside.
"He'll cast [Regrow Limb] on Her Highness Aoi while we fly," the Prince politely explains.
"Thank you for the accommodation," Yunia replies in kind.
Though I'm thankful that Aoi's eye will finally be restored, there's still plenty of our men who are still blind and in pain. Considering our power, our position, and our importance for the stability of our lands, it makes sense for us to receive preferential treatment. I just find it really hard to see where the line of "too much" is.
But right now, I don't have the energy to think too deeply about this, so I just accept the healer's aid and look forward to what gnomes call "comfort."
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A bath, an enchanted bath, an enchanted gnomic bath… uh… a rather small enchanted gnomic bath.
The architecture is kind of nice, though. Intricate water fountains line the walls, which are covered in cute, little paintings that remind me of the wallpaper that one would find in a child's room.
"We've definitely been spoiled when it comes to bath sizes," Ciel states concernedly as she probes our thoughts.
Yunia frowns in displeasure, but she begrudgingly agrees, "Hmm… y-yes… I believe I have to agree with Ciel. This bath is perfectly fine for guests, even royal ones."
Ciel nods and adds, "And unlike dwarves, gnomes and pixies have no fondness for wide, open spaces."
"I feel like the pixies definitely like it cramped and tight," Hana remarks with a grin.
Roxanne suddenly probes Ciel's thoughts, then she laughs out loud and announces, "Oh, you have no idea. Tight is their fetish."
"Remember, the Goddess of Love was kinkier than all of us combined," Alissa casually comments as she helps Klein undress.
Ciel puckers her lips as if she had just tasted a sour lemon. Like always, she's way too kind to slap back when we banter, so we stop here to not make her get too mad.
Un-[Equip]ing our armor has an instant effect on us, and we immediately go from tense and angry to drowsy and aloof. Without adrenaline or Tonique tea to give us a boost, the lack of sleep is finally getting to us.
Alissa and Roxanne immediately focus on me since I'm dirtier than even Hana, while our fiery dragonkin snatches the big-titty angel for herself, and Lina just goes for Aoi.
Yunia and Klein share an awkward look as they're the only ones left without a washing partner. The golems are still available, but we all crave the warmer touch of another humanoid.
"I could wash you," Klein stiffly offers.
Yunia nods and graciously replies, "I accept."
The two rarely interact, but Klein's respectful tone pleases Yunia greatly, so she'll gladly accept the monkey girl's touch.
With two beautiful, naked women washing me thoroughly, there's not much else for me to do besides savoring their touch. It'd actually be disrespectful to do otherwise, really.
The sponge turns brown as the dried blood is slowly washed away. The uncomfortable feeling of sweat covering my body is gradually replaced with the freshness and sweet smell of gnomic soap. The stickiness of bug guts takes a bit more scrubbing to remove, but Alissa takes care of it while Roxanne distracts me with her succubi charm.
Guilt strikes me again, and I suddenly pull Roxanne into a hug, making her squeak in surprise, but she quickly recovers and hugs me back tightly. The sudden tightness in her heart makes me wonder who's really comforting who.
Our subconscious thoughts are betraying us, so we must force ourselves to power through this irrational sadness.
Alissa pours warm water over our shoulders, washing away all the soap and grime, then I pull her into the hug, too.
"I'm still dirty," she whines softly.
"Then let's change that," I whisper seductively and sprout tentacles from all over my body, then they both smile wryly and surrender to my affection. With all of my muscles aching, it really does feel nice to be able to use tentacles instead.
Touching them makes me happy, and my touch makes them happy, which also makes me happy, and our happiness mixes through [Bind], making everyone really happy.
Gify suddenly pops back into existence on my shoulder. "Gih!" She shouts to Aoi, and the two of them immediately jump into the water, with Aoi remembering to shrink first.
Since Aoi has so rudely ditched her washing partner, I snatch Lina with my tentacles and molest her too.
"Oh, sorry!" Aoi apologizes through [Bind].
"It's… fine…" Lina weakly replies, her voice starting to waver as a moan grows within her.
It's delightful to see the perfect bodies of my wives being cleaned of all the dirt and grime, to feel the pleasure they get from my touch, to sense their minds wind down and relax. Satisfying their thirst for my affection is just as energizing as receiving their attention myself.
I rinse Alissa's body, then I pull her towards me, and my dick hardens on its own. Her athletic legs straddle my waist, but we just want to kiss each other, so my boner rides up her belly as our lips connect.
Roxanne pulls Lina towards her and invades the little girl's mouth as desire suddenly flares within her. Lina is receptive to any sort of attention or affection, so she responds to the kiss and hugs Roxanne right back.
Hana is more straightforward than even I am, so she gets Ciel wet just through washing, and once her dark pussy lips are completely clean, the hungry sex beast begins her meal.
Alissa's tail wags happily as her heart aches with love while my hands sneak up along her body, drawn to her fox ears, and I begin to sorely miss the humanizing enchantment that our bath in Escanso has.
Yunia guides the submissive monkey girl, instructing her on how to best suck on that clit. Klein has been trained very well by Osaria, but Yunia has slightly different tastes than her, and she likes having her pussy licked in a specific way.
Roxanne's long, pale fingers plunge in and out of Lina's tight pussy as the little girl melts in the "older sister's" embrace, but the succubus needs something more, something that another woman can't give her. Her thin, black tail points up, and her spiral horns harden like metal, showing just how excited she is.
Sensing the oncoming storm, Alissa pushes me away and leaves my lap, but she turns my head to the side so that we can continue kissing.
My cock is then immediately wrapped in the warm, quivering walls of Roxanne's insides. She's not one to refuse a free meal.
My hips move on their own, and I suddenly find myself slamming my thighs against Roxanne's. Her lithe, sensual body wouldn't last against someone athletic like me, but her succubus nature gives her enough stamina for her womb to greedily milk my cock a few times before she's knocked out.
Nobody dares touch her tail, though.
Hana finishes playing with Ciel and sits on my cock for her main course. She grinds her pussy lips in circles against my crotch with her powerful abs, stimulating her clit while my shaft stirs inside her. She's already had her share of big tits, so she isn't as fierce as she usually is, her meal ending with her defeat after a dozen cumshots.
By then, Ciel wakes up, and I mount her from behind while she's prone. The perfect position to slap that jiggly ass and grope those delicious tits. While Hana is a good clit sucker and g-spot rubber, she doesn't have the same thickness and texture that my veiny, studded cock does, so I bring Ciel to quiver in orgasm one last time before she's fully out.
Lina just wants to be used by me, and the waking dragon in me is glad to fulfill her wish. I force her to bend over on all fours while I pound away at her stretched little pussy.
I feel the darkness within my heart clear away as I once more take what is mine. The dragon spreads its wings as the human sits in the saddle, then we take off and roar.
"RAAAAH…!" I bellow as I slam my cock into Lina and ejaculate rope after rope of cum deep inside her.
Her legs quiver, then she loses all strength in her legs and arms, leaving me to hold her waist up in the air.
But now that she's been broken, too, I turn to Aoi and glare at her blue-and-red observing eyes, daring her to face me.
She climbs out of the warm pool and grows to the size of a horse, then she turns around and lifts her tail. She dares not challenge me, but she definitely won't pass up the chance to be bred and filled with my delicious, magical cum.
I make my blue, slender dragon growl and writhe, watching her struggle to keep her composure as I use every trick I have to make her mind go blank with pleasure. My huge, spiky, ribbed, studded, vibrating, draconic cock is the ultimate weapon against women (and maybe some men), so it's only a matter of time before she's done, too.
Then I turn the monstrosity towards the elf and the monkey.
Yunia stands and walks up to me, then she raises her right leg, and I grab it. We fuck while standing, and everything else is drowned out as I swim in the sparkly blue sea of her eyes.
I see pride. Pride in herself for surviving this battle, pride in her sister-wives for the roles they fulfilled, pride in me for coming back from the horrors of war. Pride that's easily bent and broken as my monstrous cock hits all of her weak spots just like it does with Aoi. It doesn't matter how well-built her perfect, elven body is; my cock is supreme.
Then I pounce on Klein and push her to the edge of the pool while I do her from behind, her arms pulled back. Her long tail shivers uncontrollably as I leave my mark inside her, then her dark skin and nice, round ass become a beautiful canvas to paint with my white seed, which Alissa then happily licks clean.
Because the best is left for last.
She eagerly swallows my used and dirtied cock down to the base, and I use her ears as handles to slowly fuck her mouth. The sight of Alissa on her knees with her lips wrapped around my shaft is just divine, but we both hunger for something more, so I reward her with a nice cumshot, then we move on to the final dish, her pussy.
I let a low, content growl and cum the moment I'm inside her. More lube for our slow and steady fucking.
She has the most well-balanced body out of all my wives, almost like every inch of her has been designed to be comforting to me. And after a long marathon of fucking everyone, ending it with her is just so satisfying.
We slowly move our hips up and down, savoring the feeling of her folds squeezing my cock, but in my overly-relaxed state, it's incredibly easy for me to let my MP drain away through my dick, and then I realize that she's determined to be the winner of this little bout.
I chuckle heartily at her smug smile. There's no way that I can find the energy to outlast her if she does her best, so I just concede and let her win.
I lay down on my back and enjoy the show as Alissa bounces up and down on my cock until I'm dry.
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