As Nuu approached the vessel, he was immediately struck by its awe-inspiring size and the striking combination of silver and reddish taint that adorned its exterior. The behemoth airship boasted three decks, each with its own unique purpose.
With a single scan, Nuu was able to discern the relative locations of each individual aboard the vessel, based on the minuscule aura that emanated from them.
Some were larger and more prominent than others, making it easy for Nuu to pinpoint their whereabouts.
In the dimly lit corner of the lower deck, a man with luscious locks of blonde hair remained hunched over, meticulously tweaking the intricate runes etched into the aged wood.
The only audible sound was that of his concentrated breathing until the sudden interruption of footsteps echoed behind him.
"Milord," the man with the blonde hair stiffened, immediately turning towards the direction of the approaching figure. "I didn't realize you had boarded. I would have..."
"Save it," a deep voice boomed, interrupting the man's hesitant words. "Why must you be so formal? It's just you and I here." The owner of the voice, Nuu.
As he stepped into the corner where the blonde man had been working, his imposing figure cast a large shadow over the area.
Nuu carefully examined the component in his hand and remarked, "This should be for the cooling system."Yanis nodded in agreement but added, "Yes, but its main focus is to alleviate the overheating issue that we've encountered during our flight here."
He paused for a moment before launching into a rant, "I'm not here for this, so tell me, why were you gone for so long?"
Yanis hesitated one more time, his eyes betraying a hint of nervousness before he nodded his head in affirmation. "To gather the old team back," his voice barely above a whisper.
As though fearing, Oga could overhear his words.
Nuu took a long, deep breath, his eyes glistening with intrigue. "And from your perspective, are they worth investing in?" he asked.
Yanis remained silent, and his silence spoke volumes. "They're complete trash," he finally said, his voice dripping with disdain.
"They've maintained their ridiculous rank even after so many years. In all honesty, they're a waste of resources," he continued, removing his disguise and revealing his true feelings.
Nuu's broad shoulders relaxed as he nodded in satisfaction. His voice, low and menacing, conveyed a sense of power and authority.
"Good," he said, "Now you're back to your normal self. Oga is too kindhearted. Even if you were to tell him the truth, he would insist on them joining.
Clean them up, Yanis! I grant you full permission to devour them whole, remove all restraint and leave no traces behind."
Yanis' smile blossomed at the sound of Nuu's command. "Yes, Master!" he exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement as his bloodlust seeped out.
Nuu, however, was quick to temper Yanis' enthusiasm. "Control yourself, for now, fool," he chided, "and why didn't you come to greet my wife?"
"…"
"I know you once had a crush on her," Nuu continued, "but this is no way for a man to behave, right?"
"That was years ago, Master...I'm over it, and she choose Drogo then," Yanis replied.
"Good to hear," Nuu said with a hint of satisfaction, "and do me a favor, show Micah the ropes."
"Do you plan to make him a retainer?" Yanis asked, his tone betraying a hint of jealousy.
"How can a lowly dog like him be equal to you?" Nuu said with a wicked grin, "He's simply a breeding tool for the foreseeable future. It's your job to make sure he produces, so choose the best candidate."
Yanis gazed up at Nuu, "Will it be permissible to have Sage, Iih, and Bür as test subjects?" he inquired, his voice laced with uncertainty.
Nuu paused, considering the request. "I leave it up to you," he replied slowly, "but exclude Sage. She is being promoted to a Night Wench. I plan for her to be Menos' first, at his coming-of-age ceremony."
Yanis bowed his head, acquiescing to his master's decision. "Very well, Master," he murmured. "I will let her know."
Nuu's piercing gaze lingered on Yanis for a moment longer. "Also," he said, his voice low and measured, "If Lih and Bür inquire, tell them it's my order.
And they can receive their reward directly from me, depending on their performance with Micah."
Yanis nodded, understanding the gravity of his master's words. He knew that failure was not an option, not when Nuu's expectations were so high.
"As for the 'old team,' we never had that conversation," said Nuu
The two men exchanged a knowing look, and without another word, Nuu disappeared into the shadows.
As he strode into the grandiose chamber, a few minutes had elapsed. "Took you long enough, I thought you were not going to show," exclaimed Oga, his tone filled with surprise.
Nuu inquired, "Where's the lady in question?"
Oga nonchalantly responded, "She should be here shortly...with a few familiar faces" and handed Nuu a glass of wine.
"I suppose we are truly going ahead with this," Nuu expressed his doubts. "But does she genuinely comprehend what it means to be a Night Wench of our household?"
"I have already explained it, and it is her desire," replied Oga.
"But I thought you desired to keep her to yourself?" A look of confusion plastered Nuu's face.
"Nuu, you must learn something...I do not force or pester any woman to stay by my side. Nor will I start now, if she desires to experiment, so be it…The last time I check aren't you in a similar situation with Hilda? She's technically cucking you.
Each night she crawls back to her husband's bed." Oga retorted, delving into Nuu's little secret.
"You..." Nuu couldn't help being stunned.
"Did you think I was unaware?" Oga asked, his eyes scanning through the pages of his tome while he savored the wine in his glass. He observed Nuu's expression closely as he spoke, "Since you have already committed the act, why not add her to the Night Wench, alongside Yaya? Or am I reading this wrong?"
Nuu shifted uncomfortably, unsure of how to respond.
"I have invited both women to spend the night," Oga said, "but if you don't agree I can send them back-"
Oga's chuckled, "My dear Nuu, did you truly believe that you could break Nylah's 'back' and I wouldn't do the same to your little pet and lover?" He unbuttoned his shirt, a sly smile on his face as the sound of approaching footsteps grew louder.
Without missing a beat, Oga strode towards the walk-in closet on the far left of the lounge, selecting a cozy robe to wear.
"You–"
Oga turned to Nuu, "Don't just stand there. Get dressed, for tonight we celebrate!"
Ignoring Nuu's protests, Oga continued to indulge in his book and wine, relishing in the power he held over those around him, "Ah, truly delicious." as he smack his lips.
Moments later, Nuu complied with Oga's instructions, his hand trembling as he reached for the bottle.
"Damnable, you're truly vicious," Nuu muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You hide it well, that twisted side of yours."
As Oga snatched the bottle from Nuu's grasp, a sly glint appeared in his eyes, and a smirk played on his lips. With a hint of amusement, he mused, "Does this not remind you of the time with Caterina and Myra?" His tone was teasing, almost playful.
"It sure does… I heard you sent Nori into the Capital?" Nuu inquired, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
Oga, however, was undaunted. "With her personality and ability, it shouldn't be difficult to gain his trust, and about your Mirth Cloud, I already located a sizable deposit," he replied, his voice dripping with confidence.
Nuu was taken aback. "Don't tell me you plan to purchase a mine?" he asked, incredulous. Oga merely shook his head, a sly grin spreading across his face.
"Perish the thought, I plan to steal it right under their nose," he said, his eyes gleaming.
Nuu looked skeptical. "Do you not need assistance?" he asked, his tone cautious. Oga chuckled. "It's just a few Juvenile Electric Wyvern," he said dismissively. "It shouldn't be too difficult, and maybe I can grab an egg for Menos. His birthday is four days away."
"If you could procure that deposit of Mirth, then I could forge blades that are truly worthy," Nuu murmured, his voice laced with a dreamy quality as he stared into the distance, lost in thought.
Oga glanced at him with a wry smile, knowing full well what Nuu was thinking. "And what of the situation with Jard?" he asked, bringing the conversation back to the present.
Nuu shook his head, a look of concern on his face. "He refuses to marry the Count's daughter," he said.
"Foolish man," Oga muttered, a hint of malice creeping into his voice. "But his resistance is futile, once I have taken care of her deformities, he would have no more excuses, luckily for him, the potion needed aligned with my goal."
The Count's daughter was plagued with deformities that resembled those caused by leprosy, but far more severe. She had suffered this affliction for nearly a decade.
She had not been born with these deformities, but rather, a curse had been placed upon her.
A cure existed, but it required three rare ingredients: the heart of a wyvern, the tears of a mermaid, and the testicles of an orc.
Once all three ingredients were gathered, an alchemist could engineer the Ancient Tears of Gertaul...It is rumored to enhance the spiritual force of an acolyte and cure any diseases that plague a mortal.
All these were written in the Tome of Nephilim Archive, the weight of the ancient book felt heavy in Oga's hand.
The pages were yellowed with age, yet they contained knowledge that surpassed time itself. It was not merely a compendium of their ancestry, but a wealth of miscellaneous information, including the art of potion brewing and the identification of rare herbs and minerals.
Oga had a simple plan: to abduct two to three apprentices from The Garden of Potion.
However, Nuu was concerned and asked, "Brother, would it not be better to support Caterina's son, the rightful successor? Instead of going through all this trouble."
Oga scoffed. "Luca is a man with ambition and quick wits, he would not follow my instructions to the letter. Jard, on the other hand, is simple-minded and easily molded to our will.
Besides, this little adventure works for me. I am just a week away from a breakthrough."
Nuu nodded in agreement, knowing that Oga had always been driven by his thirst for power and duty bond.
As the leader of their house, Oga understood Nuu's worries, but he couldn't allow his little brother to do all the heavy lifting, he too must contribute.
As they continued their discussion, the door creaked open, and three stunningly beautiful women entered the room.
Their figure was mouth-watering, their gazes smoldering with an intensity that left both Nuu and Oga spellbound.
The room was suddenly charged with a new energy, and the brothers found themselves drawn to scantily clad women like moths to a flame.
All thoughts of their plans were forgotten as they basked in the attention of these captivating creatures.
Nylah stood out in her pure white attire, a vision of innocence amidst the chaos. Hilda, on the other hand, donned a striking shade of red that matched the fierce determination in her eyes.
And then there was Yaya, whose ample bosom threatened to spill out of her camisk at any moment, a sight that drew the attention of all who crossed her path.
"Join us, ladies, and let us partake in a matter of the flesh," beckoned Oga with a gracious wave of his hand.
Only for Hilda to find herself levitating towards his older brother, "Lord Oga?"
"Did you explain to her, Nylah?" said Oga
" I rather it comes from your lips," as she found her waist being taken by Nuu
This left Yaya, looking on with confusion, only for her too to be pulled toward Oga.
"Well, ladies tonight, you shall hold a rather unique position within our house. Neither shall you be an official wife, concubine, nor a lover... but merely a group of women, hungry for some cocks."
"Bah, you're such a wicked man!" Hilda spat out
"It's better than being a pet, " Oga playfully tease Hilda, as his arms snake Yaya's waist thus bringing those large melons closer.
"..."
Hilda couldn't help being silent, " No need to make such a face, ladies… with this position you're not bound to anyone, free to have your needs met, without restraint. " follow up Nuu as he spread his robe open, giving passage to his lengthy member.
"You need not worry about your future, as Night Wench, whatever your heart desires we will take care of it, and tonight each of you will have your wildest dream come true, nothing is off-limits," said Oga as he too removes his robe.
"Let the festivity commence!" said Nylah with a crooked smile.