Lucas immediately understood that the catgirl was referring to him. Assuming field control, he inquired on the state of the castle's defenses,
"And the defenses? Can we count on the structure to hold?"
Catgirl shook her head, "No brave one. I'm afraid the magical defense walls will soon be untenable."
Even before she uttered the next few words, Lucas already knew what was to come;
"You need to make love to us brave one!! You need to fill us with your seed and grace us with your strength! That is the only way for us to pull through!"
Lucas wondered if it was a bad time to tell her that they should at least take him to dinner before having sex with him. But sound judgment prevailed and he concluded that this was indeed a bad time, no, the worst possible time for a joke.
The situation was tense.
An adrenaline junkie, or a psychotic socipath may have been able to derive some kind of perverse pleasure from the situation. But for a regular teenager like Lucas, getting an erection at that point was like trying to stay dry in a blizzard! It was far from the ideal situation for a boner to thrive.
Lucas' eyes glazed across his environment while the other girls waited for his cock. He did not look too far when he noticed that there were bags of flour stockpiled in the warehouse. A light bulb came on in his head- he came up with a brilliant plan!
"Don't worry ladies. There's another way. We just might pull through."
Looks of disbelief streaked across their individual faces. Catgirl, the seemingly talkative one blurted out starkly; "You can't use magic right now. You're not ready yet."
Lucas ignored her and continued to stare straight ahead as the plan began to take shape in his mind; "You don't know this yet. but you will soon find out a staggering truth- magic is not the only powerful thing in this world!"
Without giving them an opportunity to clapback or protest, Lucas sprung into action and began to dish out instructions.
"Elf girl! Your wind magic is exceptional, quick! Sprinkle some flour around with your magic!"
Lucas' energy was contagious. It was not what he said, it was just how he said it. He seemed to have caught up with the urgency of the situation, and was now acting accordingly. The only problem was that the girls had no clue as to what he was doing.
Even as they tried to suppressed the urge to doubt or ask any questions, loud crashing noises once again interrupted their thought processes. And with that noise came the final nail in the coffin- the girls resigned their faith to whatever it was Lucas seemed to be up to. Their lives were in his hands! He was the brave one after all.
With the all encompassing sounds the terrifying ice wolves in her ear, the elf girl wasted no further time. Standing on the balls of her feet, she tensed for a millisecond before swinging her arms into action. Gentle gusts of wind responded to the steady but precise movements of her arms.
It started with gentle shifts of distorted air, then a cool breeze, and then finally- raging gusts of winds took up the flour and spread them abroad. For a split second, Lucas could not help but marvel at the sight. It reminded him of one of those cocaine parties he had never been invited to. Now here he was, making it snow.
Under the guided direction of elvin magic, the briliant white dust saturated the immediate surroundings. Soon enough, even the air outside the castle was engulfed in a cloud of silvery white dust. There was simply no time to appreciate the ambience. There was a purpose for this brief distortion, and Lucas intended to maximize its full benefits.
With three sets of eyes fixated on him with varying degrees of curiosity, Lucas moved on with the next stage of his plan.
Resisting the urge to twitch excitedly, he dashed towards a flaming torch and jerked it out of its position on the wall. Torch in hand, and with bated breath, he flung it outside with the whole of his might and ducked behind a wall. The tension lasted for a fraction of a second before the fireworks came.
If the girls knew anything about the basic principle of dust explosion, they might not have been so shaken when the explosion came. Lucas could not blame them, even he who had orchestrated the whole thing had somehow been inadequately prepared. He did not give any kind of fore warning to the girls. A few seconds later, after seeing the bewildered looks on their faces, he wished he had given them a heads up at least.
The explosion violently rocked the walls of the castle, sending pieces of debris flying all around. They were safe of course (as most of the damage was outside), but that had not guaranteed the fact that they would not feel the aftermath of the shockwave.
Whether it was due to shock, or fear or base instincts, all three girls immediately dropped to their knees and stayed that way until the destruction was over. Seeing them that way, Lucas felt a bit sad for not warning them at least.
But it was over as quickly as it had started.
Lucas and the three girls recovered and rushed to see exactly what kind of damage the explosion had left in its wake. Sure enough, just as Lucas had anticipated, their eyes were met with scores of half-dead C-rank ice wolves sprawled in uneven formation. The girls could not contain their shock. Pure astonishment was plastered on all their faces.
Interestingly, it was not only the wounded ice wolves that was the issue. Another major shocker was the magic defense wall outside the castle- it had been completely shattered by the sheer destructive force of the explosion! It was a real sight for sore eyes! Almost unbelievable if they had not witnessed it with their own eyes!
There was no questioning it, the three girls were absolutely stunned. For there was no logical or magical explanation for what had just happened. Only seconds ago, they had been surrounded with no escape. And now, within the twinkling of an eye, they were staring at the sprawled corpses of their adversaries!! It was incredible.
Painfully, they peeled their eyes away from the debacle and fixed it on Lucas- the entity who had orchestrated and executed a tide-swaying victory in a matter of seconds. The catgirl finally found her voice, and muttered in disbelief;
"B-b-b-but How-w-w?! What manner of sorcery is this?!"
There was genuine wonder in her eyes. The same look was photocopied on the other two girls' faces. They were all in awe.
Lucas found himself being beseiged by a fuzzy warm feeling on all sides. He was seduced by the notion of taking the glory for this victory, but he decided against it. There was no point in hiding the truth.
"Its called science." He said in one breath. "Its a beautiful thing that anyone with knowledge can do. And its power is no less than magic."
"S-c-i-e-n-c-e??"
"Yes. Science."
Fortunately for Lucas, he was saved the tedious task of having to explain three millenia of humanity's progress with science. The A.I system rang in his head with a message for him;
"Please note, the Heaven A.I system is now online and activated!"
It took him a moment to figure out that only he had heard it, the others seemed to be completely oblivious. The generic digitalized voice promptly proceeded to deliver facts regarding his mission objective as well as some of the need to know information, leaving Lucas dazed.
Basically, Lucas gleaned the fact that in this isekai, his semen was like an ehancement perfomance drug to the females here.
Even more disturbing than that was the fact that the girls he would have sex with was likely to become addicted to his semen. Pulling out was not an option. Like a child who had gotten their first taste of candy, they females who managed to get even a drop of his semen would do anything to get more of it.
But apparently, it was a double edged sword, or at least- more like a two way street. While it was true that his semen was basically steroids for oestrogen controlled life forms, the heaven A.I system informed him of another interesting fact; Lucas had the enviable ability to absorb the girl's power as well.