"Why did you stop training?" Veronica frowned. The girls were always horny, but Theo's presence shouldn't have caused much trouble other than a few sloppy mistakes.
"Sect Leader, Theo and Anya left an hour ago to the armory and the library, and now they returned. We were wondering about their… progress…" A brunette explained the situation. They all held their sect leader in high regard, but when it came to Theo, she could only rank as their sister.
None of them believed Veronica only saw him as a son. No mom cuddles her adult son at night when only the ghosts can witness sins and virtues. In their mind, one suspicion constantly echoed – 'Sect Leader abuses her authority to take the lead!'
"Theo, which sword did you use with Anya?" Veronica quickly found the culprit. Then, she blushed upon realizing her real thoughts showed. "I mean, what skill did you pick?"
"I didn't pick a skill, Anya showed me the Sword of Seven Cranes, and we trained with it for the last hour," Theo explained quickly and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Some have glanced at the depressed Anya with disdain when they heard she failed to seize the opportunity. The two have dressed up by then.
As for the man in question, Theo promised himself that only one woman deserved his first time in this world, the same woman who had taken care of him his whole life. Thus, Veronica had to know that nothing happened so she could surrender quickly.
'I will conquer the rest of the girls afterward,' he took an oath righteously, acknowledging his responsibilities for the sect as the only male member. Doing Veronica first would be his first and last selfish act!
"I thought I could make a demonstration for the girls and teach some of my insights about swordsmanship. Sect Leader, will you join me?" He offered with a cheeky grin.
"Ah…" Veronica hesitated. She felt a bit traumatized, all hell broke loose since Theodor's birthday. Even if he got better by playing with her butt, it shouldn't be as exaggerated as jumping ranks and stages in every field, right?
"Okay…" she finally noticed all the girls staring at her and knew refusal wasn't an option.
"Ladies, the seven cranes represent a form of the sword, and they each have a special dance. Sect Master, please perform the first move for the disciples," Theo requested earnestly. The technique was rather beautiful, truly tailored for a sect of women, even giving up on power for the sake of elegance.
Of course, Theo would never learn such a thing. However, it was fine for his women to be pretty, he would keep them safe one way or another. He still planned on altering the technique, though. Not every woman preferred beauty over prowess; he wanted to give them the choice.
In the end, he assumed, there would be beautiful vases that learn mesmerizing arts, waiting for him to sow his seed and bear fruits for him, while others would be sharp swords wishing to be of service. Though, the swords were bound to enjoy his seed just as much.
"Hm, ok…" Veronica agreed after hesitating. She wouldn't let Theo undermine her authority as the sect leader, but his confidence was baffling, prompting her to follow his lead for now. If he spouts nonsense later, she could always stop the lesson.
Veronica then thrust her sword, much like Anya did back then, and her figure turned straight with only her ample breasts and bubble butt ruining the pole-like stance. For better or worse, there was nothing she could do about it.
Her movements flowed smoothly when she made a cutting swing, making her breasts and butt sway from the sudden shift of balance. Theo had seen the dance plenty of times from up close less than an hour ago, but it'd never get old.
"Pause," Theo made the sect leader freeze on her spot. He walked behind her, holding her slender waist between his hands, enjoying the excited shiver that ran down the lady's spine. Then, when he placed one hand on her wrist as though about to give her feedback, his half-hard dick pressed against her behind.
"We are in front of everyone," Veronica muttered through gritted teeth as she did her best to focus on the art instead of the stiff sensation she liked so much. She would have no face left to stay the sect leader if she let out a moan in public!
"I know, it's so exciting," Theo whispered straight to her ear. As if wanting to prove his point, the poking intensified the next moment, hinting at further growth. "Your butt's effects are still amazing, I'm enlightened on the way of the sword!" He quickly continued, making the sect leader blush so deeply she wanted to find a hole to bury herself.
"Those are the details you should pay attention to," Theo lectured loudly, not forgetting his role despite the lovely distraction. "In the initial stance, if you don't draw your left arm backward, it'll get in the way and delay your swing slightly. While this might not seem critical when one side is much stronger, in a fight between equals, it could be the deciding factor."
"Second stance…"
"Third stance…"
"Seventh stance…"
Theo elaborated on every crane's dance, identifying flaws and strengths that Veronica had either missed or noticed subconsciously thanks to her experience. As the lesson unfolded, Veronica's sword skills grew alongside Theo's sword itself. With his position, he practically enjoyed a twerking session from this mature woman.
Unfortunately, the system still hasn't dinged yet in Theo's mind, so the man opted to take more drastic measures.
"Okay girls, now I want everyone to practice. I will point out your mistakes so you can improve."
The seven disciples, Anya included, began to dance together in sync, albeit lacking. There were slight differences between them representing the unique understanding of the sword by each girl.
'Hot damn,' Theo exclaimed in his mind while staring at the magical sight of bouncing mounds and whipping peaches. Some were petite while others were cute with normal sizes. A few were blessed in one spot, and Anya alone could call herself the chosen one with abundance both on top and bottom.
However, Theo did not favor the fated over those mistreated by nature. To him, they were all captivating, taking pleasure in watching the perspiring women as their swords darted and cut through the air.
Everyone has their own unique allure, and sometimes it's nice to explore different flavors. It would be a waste to stick only to juicy steaks when there are so many other delicacies to savor.
"Ahm, right, Rona, you need to keep your knees locked when you bend on the fourth form…"
Yet, even after a whole hour, nothing changed. Well, aside from the girls' undergarments. None of them remained clean after having their senior brother move between them and take liberties freely.
'Senior Brother is fierce!' They all thought while experiencing for the first time the thick shaft they all craved, even though only through their clothes. They would be up for a good stretch when Senior Brother goes wild.
'Why are there no points?' he thought dejectedly. Shouldn't teaching swordsmanship to the sect count as empowering it?
'I can think of two reasons. There's no such achievement as teaching sect members, or those 7 girls aren't enough to satisfy the system's requirement.'
Those were the best two explanations he had.
"Lesson over," Theo quickly called it a day when there were no results. To be honest, while rubbing was fun at first, it became torturing later when all he wanted was to pounce on Veronica and take her to be his.
"Oww, Senior Brother," the girls moaned in dissatisfaction. This guy was too ruthless. Some even thought nothing could fulfill their needs after learning about the real deal.
"I still have plans for today before I go to sleep, I can't accompany you anymore," Theo patted the nearest girl's head affectionally before taking Veronica's palm in his and leaving.
'I'm going tomorrow into the mountains with three beauties, even a righteous man like myself might fall into a pit in such settings. I must pluck this flower tonight so I can become the sect's florist, plucking and nourishing flowers every day.'
"Theo, everyone is looking at us, don't pull me like that," Veronica panicked when the youth dragged her to her bedroom so overtly. Given the lesson just ended, his raging boner could be easily noticed through the fabric by the imposing bulge under his waist. Under those circumstances, if she said she was still a virgin the next day, she might not believe herself!
"Sect Leader, good luck!" One girl suddenly shouted.
"Sect Leader, leave some for us!"
"Sect Leader, do your best!"
'Damn brats!' Veronica screamed in her mind. Every shout seemed to discover a new shade of crimson as she blushed furiously, helpless in this situation.
On the other hand, a warm sensation buzzed in her heart. Her biggest obstacle was her image in the disciples' eyes, but perhaps only she worried about it.
Before she knew it, her bedroom door shut, leaving her alone with Theo.