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Name: Aizel Kadashi | Age: 19 | Level: 17

Title: Bronze-rank hunter (D+)

SE: 0 | HP: 374

Race: Crimson Were-Dragon

Bonded Souls: Lisa Kadashi, Vanessa Kadashi

「 Early night, of his 19th day on Geas. 」

"You had fun?" Aizel asked a sweaty Vanessa. She had returned to the group. The entire day she had behaved like a hyperactive border collie with wings, flying circles around the Joint parties.

She kept at a nice distance where either he or Lisa could jump in and help her out. Since she only had (Infuse), the level in Aizel's opinion did not matter that much, seeing how he was 17 and could probably go toe to toe with someone like Lisa, who was in the seventies.

'Well… maybe not after the SE assignment. Seeing how she treated the goblins.'

"Yeah~" Vanessa said as she took a large waterskin that Lisa offered her.

She was almost naked, just with a sports bra and tight shorts that looked surprisingly modern, completely at odds with the rest of her medieval attire. And they were, in fact, her underwear. Like with Lisa, they were made from expensive fabrics. They told him that underwear was probably the priciest piece of clothing where people spent the most, only second to armor.

As it was an expensive item, people only had one really good pair, both males, and females, since with (Clean), they could be used every day. The skill was not possessed by everyone, but even if one person had it in a party, they could clean everyone's.

It was dark out, and people could probably only see her silhouette.

Since their tents were further away than the main camp—now that Vanessa had placed hers at their side, clearly planning to steal his chastity—both because they were the first line of defense, at least Aizel and Lisa.

And because they did not want to hear a Dragon fuck the life out of a pretty Angel, at least every night—not that he did—Aizel had only done that once in their presence. It wasn't that hard compared to their first time, but he understood.

Even if voyeurism was a perfectly acceptable form of entertainment for Geas medieval era, despite Aizel's protests. They still were in the wild and needed to sleep if they wanted to reach Redvelia by sunset tomorrow. But there were still some that liked that shit.

"So, what did you discover?" Asked a curious Lisa.

"That being a human sucks?" Vanessa replied and downed the rest of the water.

"So, the race does indeed change one's personality," Aizel said.

"What do you mean? I feel the same." Vanessa said.

"Maybe, but you are clearly less shy and more energetic," Aizel said.

"I was not shy," She defended herself.

"Hmm… I can't really speak to that; now that I think about it, we did not exactly know each other for long before your redangelification."

"Red-angel—eife-keish—on?" Lisa tried to pronounce the mangled mess that Aizel did in Geas language.

"Even if that is a tongue twister and a half, I understood you. We can ask Vex if I'm any different." She said with a straight face.

"Sure, let's twist the knife on the poor man," Aizel said.

"True?" Lisa Said. "I thought you would either be jealous or mad at him."

"I can't blame him. If you did that to me, I would probably just go live with the goblins."

"T-True… I would never!" Lisa said. "No, offense." She added while looking at Vanessa.

"Why would I be offended? I did not cheat on anyone?" Vanessa said.

"No one said you cheated. The fact that you even thought about that word means that there is some truth to your own words, at least in your own mind. Since Aizel clearly does not see it that way, based on what he's been saying, if you had 'cheated,' Vex would be dead, and the world would have another monster king to deal with." Lisa said.

"I did—" Vanessa tried to add.

"~Enough… Don't try to argue with her, Vanessa. She will keep twisting your own arguments against you; it's like a hobby of hers."

Lisa just smiled and wiggled her ears happily. Vanessa got the message and dropped the subject.

"B-But now, you know… with the vow and all, and we d-did kiss," Vanessa said.

"You still haven't ~consummated your union." The cuckquean angel pushed.

"I get that you are into that, Lis. But what about you, Vanessa? You said you did not want to share, and I won't leave Lisa, ever. I won't think of you as a 'second' whatever we are. But I do need to know how you feel."

"True." Said Lisa, in one of the few times when it actually was helpful, when it came to Vanessa.

"Its… weird… I do not want to share… either of you." Vanessa confessed.

"Okay, now I'm confused. What?" Aizel said. He raised an eyebrow and scratched his sideburns, remembering that he needed a whole makeover.

'Didn't she dislike Lis?' Aizel thought, and as if Vanessa was reading his mind, which, with a new race, he could not entirely discard, she turned to Lisa.

Lisa was sitting all lady-like with her legs together and semi-stretched, on a canvas that the brotherhood gave her. They probably would not even use (Clean) on it when they break camp. Keeping it as a holy relic, they sniffed from time to time. Aizel could not even blame them; she looked majestic even after running and flying around the moving group all day.

Vanessa sat beside her, still sweaty after having only cleaned her face.

"I used to hate you." She began, and placed one hand over hers. And stared into her eyes.

"You were this perfect little doll that did the Guild's bidding, always telling when someone was lying, revealing their innermost secrets for just some scraps of silver." Vanessa continued, and Lisa furrowed her brows but did not bite back, only saying her signature: "True."

"And after you met Aizel, after your little shameless Angelic ass stole him from me… I wanted to kill you." She continued.

"Ha! ~Lie." Lisa added. And tapped Vanessa's lips with her index finger.

"I was so jealous that you managed to do what I wanted, in the time that it took me to go pick a stupid backpack."

"T-true…" The angelic slut actually had the decency of looking ashamed.

"But then you changed… You stopped being this snobby, creepy bitch, and after seeing you put on your act with the brotherhood, I understood what you meant when you told me that you asked the dragon to shatter your mask." Vanessa said and got close to Lisa's face, pressing their foreheads together and staring deeply at each other.

'Ok, now kiss…'

Vanessa clasped her hands around Lisa's cheeks and got even closer.

'Oh fuck! She's actually going for it?'

"And you didn't judge me after my little adventure with Vex…"

'You are ruining Vanessa; don't make me (Purify) that mouth of yours again. Keep, his stupid name, out of your fucking, mouth! he-he…'

"And then you utter the words… And now we are bound."

'They actually did it!'

Vanessa's lips closed on Lisa's. Aizel used (Focus) to do a little montage of the two most beautiful women he had seen in two worlds, models, and actresses included, go at each other. He just wanted to pop his dick out and start beating to the sight, but he still had some self-restraint. Besides, why use his hands when there are six holes to choose from with a little patience.

So he just leaned on his arm and watched the show.

Lisa was assertive, and Vanessa quite aggressive; she licked the little angel's neck, she bit her ears, then pushed her to her back, and kept kissing and licking.

Aizel decided to give them a hand, or as many as they needed, with (Poltergeist). First, he undid Lisa's jacket and opened it up for Vanessa to witness the dustproof-magical-non-magical jacket, revealing its true nature as the prison of Lisa's holy mountains.

He was quite pleased that Vanessa's reaction was the same that he had, the first time he saw the glorious button that held for dear life in front of her bra. "Watch the eyes," Aizel said. As he unbuttoned it, her floaters were released.

Vanessa did not waste any time and went to town on Lisa's chest, and the difference in technique that she showed revealed to him just how much he was lacking. Where he needed to cheat by using her bio-electrical impulses as a guide, Vanessa was a natural, achieving both of Lisa's nipples to become erect in no time.

Aizel could not find a release for Vanessa's bra, so he just pulled it up; Vanessa let it happen and returned to Lisa's lips. Clashing her Modest 36C With Lisa's 32DD. He decided to make a quick comparison, and four auric hands grabbed four breasts.

'Hmm, interesting'

He had his eyes closed and was savoring the feeling that his ethereal hands sent directly into his brain as if they were his own blood and flesh ones.

Another set of four hands helped Lisa be freed of her pants. He opened his eyes and was welcomed to the beautiful sight of the tanned goddess grinding the fair one, as she kissed her neck.

'Like a honeyed milk dessert.'

Vanessa went down on Lisa, and if Aizel still had any doubts, now they were all gone; she had experience with women. Her technique was out of a porn flick, licking Lisa's little bean while she hugged her leg in place and massaged the top of her labia, while with her other hand started to use two fingers to fuck Lisa.

After some finger fucking, she must have remembered what he wanted all this time in the first place, because she paused, turned, and looked back towards Aizel, earning herself a glare from Lisa, as if asking why she had stopped.

"What?" He asked. Pleased just with watching them fuck.

She did not respond, and with a little hop with her legs, which were extended on the floor, bounced to her knees while keeping her head down on Lisa. Then she arched her back and offered herself to him.

'Oh…'

That was her first and last mistake; you do not order him around, at least not during mating season. So, using his auric hands, he removed her damp undershorts. And exposed the well-lubed entrance to red-angel-honeyed heaven.

With his middle finger, he went inside to explore the terrain before his assault; it was muddy, warm, and tighter than Lisa, surprising the explorer.

After getting back up to undress, Vanessa tried to play the strong and uncaring card by ignoring him, but she began to shiver with each step that he took towards them. He cracked his neck and removed his last bit of clothes with (Poltergeist), as if an army of assistants undressed a king. He manifested his tail, scales, and horns, just enough to not let her dreams be dreams anymore.

His HP pool was quite full, not using it all day and freshly upgraded by the system error, the new semi-god's antics, and some light skill milking. So, he was going to take his new deep-red-tanned-angel, all the way from dog school, to Dragon university. And then some.

There was one little detail that, even if his scout from a moment ago had informed him of the road ahead. The one in control right now had failed to understand how much tighter the walkway to heaven would be. And entered with too much enthusiasm, with a single thrust, all the way to the gates.

~Aieeahh!!

A wail that must have woken the entire camp escaped Vanessa. Aizel was even paralyzed by the shriek that made his ears ring for a moment. He shook his head, and the smell of blood filled his nostrils.

~Aaah!! She moved forward and back, impaling herself once again.

"Wait!" He said.

Ah! She did it again.

"Vanessa, I think I hurt you; I smell blood!" He warned.

She looked back with hate-filled ruby eyes at him. "Don't you dare use (Restore) on me!" She growled an order, making him think his earlier dick-filled statement, about not ordering him around, was not enough.

The gloves were off, and just in case the Fair-Angel was feeling neglected or thought she could get away after fucking his new toy before him. He penetrated her with his tail.

Ethereal hands appeared all over the two goddesses, only visible to the initiated. He manifested his wings in their shortest form, just to anchor himself to the ground with their curved claws, and the second most traumatic night for Argo's Brotherhood began.

Aaoowowow!~

Yah!~

The wails of two women, and the grunting of a Dragon in heat, filled the forest. He could balance his act perfectly: the fair angel who liked to be dominated within reason, and the masochistic tanned one who begged him to tear her apart.

"Aiieel!" The red angel tried to scream his name but couldn't.

Then a curious soul appeared at the edge of his senses and skills; he could probably monitor the entire camp.

But at that moment, most of his focus was on pleasing the two sluts, rewarding the fair angel for her job during the day, and punishing the tanned one for thinking he could be replaced by a mere dog.

A dog that was now creeping closer to their concert. He peeked around; maybe he thought he was being sneaky, maybe he was just a cuck voyeur. Aizel did not care. He lost his chance, dared to challenge him, and dared to think he could please a being whose race literally has Seraphim in its name.

"(Fuck. Off.)" The Dragon growled a (Command).

And the pup complied.

〔 SE: 0 ► SE: 5 〕

Aizel was too focused on his woman to care where or why he had been granted Soul Energy; he just added it to his HP and kept desecrating the angels.

After around half an hour of that, his dick sent a simple message: who? But the answer was clear: Vanessa needed to graduate and be marked with his scent.

With a final thrust, He went deeper and knotted himself on his new slut without asking. The fair angel took the chance to escape the moment he let up, and now he was sealed inside the Kizukami, who just shivered and thanked him.

"~more…" The red slut asked.

There was only one more thing he could really do that could please such a masochist without agreeing to a safe word beforehand.

With a little effort, he pulled the large bulge at the base of his dick. A squishing sound followed by a loud pop released their union; before she could ask what was wrong, he forced it inside once again.

Aizel had never heard a more vulgar sound before; her growls of pleasure and her active pushing back to help him get it in again were enough to tell him that she was not hurt, and to try harder.

Some minutes passed, where he alternated between knot fucking her and just releasing unholy amounts of cum inside of her, before she finally had enough. After one last arching of her back that squeezed him hard with her cunt, she extended her legs and just lay like a used oil filter leaking pink, that twitched from time to time.

He was about to ask where his fair angel slut had gone when she came back from within the tent and locked her lips with him.

"~Thank you…" She whispered.

He did not know if it was a thank you for fucking me, or thank you for making another one of my fetishes come true, nor did he care.

Then the angel went down on her knees and bent forward to suck him off. Despite her supposed experience, she could not swallow his member, not because it was too thick, which it was. But because she did not know how to do a deepthroat. So he helped her out.

Using the back of her head for leverage, he pushed. Thankfully, she was not hurt and managed to swallow him whole. Then he used her head as an improvised sex toy until he came down her throat. He had to be careful not to knot her jaw. After one last hurrah from his dick, he finally let go of the fair angel's head. His semi-erect dick slid off her mouth, and she breathed in deeply. He took one last look at the used angels and sat by a tree.

After a deep breath, his senses returned to focusing on anything other than the two sluts, then he realized he had an audience, probably for the entire time.

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Name: Aizel Kadashi | Age: 19 | Level: 17

Title: Bronze-rank Hunter (D+)

SE: 0 | HP: 384

Race: Crimson Were-Dragon

Bonded Souls: Lisa Kadashi, Vanessa Kadashi

「 Early morning, of his 20th day on Geas. 」

"You didn't tell them not to look, my love," Vanessa said as she was still stuck to his knot while on top of his chest, as both had a little fun before leaving the tent.

"I assumed it was common sense. Or at least that they would have been scared or something, not hide behind trees like a bunch of squirrels, peeking from inside the bushes…" Aizel said.

Last night they had done it under the naked sky, and after he saw Vanessa's ex leave, he assumed no one else would come to check out what was killing Vanessa.

So he just focused on them, but after he cooled off, there was nothing to be done about the peeping. Aizel did not care about the semi-gods watching; they did not spread rumors.

"Guys, they are starting to break camp; they want to leave earlier than usual," Lisa said from outside the tent; she had already done a round on him before Vanessa. Not the insane hardcore stuff, just some morning bonding and lovemaking to start the day on a high note.

With an audible pop and a muffled moan, Vanessa stood and left her throne, leaking a little.

He did not know who had watched, or how many. They ran away once he saw them. It could have been a dozen, or the entire Brotherhood of around 80 bronzes with some silvers in between, or more. Aizel had not counted or asked how many snails they had. The shock had not allowed him to count last night; in retrospect, it was a little fun, if he forgoes the fact that all of them now had seen his girls naked.

"Are you serious?" Vanessa said.

"What? Don't you care they saw you naked?" Aizel asked as he got dressed.

"Why would I care? What do you think happens when there's no mage capable of using (Clean) around?" She asked as she put on her pants.

"You go to a natural water source and clean yourself like a beaver?" He asked.

"And what if there is only one or two other females in the party, not for comfort, by the way. I'm not a slut, even if you love to call me that during sex."

"Like you don't tighten up real good when I do… and go together?" He teased back with the truth, and then hypothesized with the most obvious answer to her query, which was probably very wrong.

"And turned into mangled meat by goblins? Or worse, be kidnapped and turned into arm-less, leg-less, breeding sows?" Vanessa replied in a serious tone.

"Alright, alright… sorry, still, it's quite the difference. One is for protection and the other for entertainment."

"How do you think the stories about your kind started?"

"From very lewd and creative minds?" He said with a shy grin and narrow eyes.

"Haha! As if. Come, or they will eat all the soup."

'Gruel woman, that's gruel.'

The brotherhood was acting normal, without caring about what had transpired last night. It was probably like when you think everyone is speaking about you, but it's all in your head.

These people are not camping; they have a job to do. He could smell more sweat than usual; they looked like every other day, but he could tell that they were excited about finally reaching home after the Nerd only knows how long.

"At the same time!?" "Yes! One was on top of the other, and he used his tail…" he heard whispers from the edge of the camp.

'… Fuck.'

"Aizel. Sir." Argo called from behind. "We will be ready to leave briefly; are the Mistresses going to help us scout?"

'Mistresses? I would be a bit scared if it wasn't Lis that suggested that title in the first place. She can turn this man's entire overgrown party of snails to shreds by herself… Even the baby red angel can probably turn them into snail gruel.'

"No. I'll do it. Lis worked all day yesterday, and Nessa needs training. Don't wait for me in case I take a detour; just head straight to Redvelia. There is no getting lost from here; just follow the shallow valley south. Just so we do not have the same conversation again all day.

I will let you know if something's amiss; no news is good news this close to home," Aizel said. He did not think of Redvelia as his home, spending less than a day there before fucking back into the wilds he loved, but the man did.

"Understood, Sir." Argo straightened up and turned to his man.

Aizel popped his wings and alternated from levitating to hovering once he was clear of the camp. With a small push from his skill and a little flame, he was at his max speed without using (Fire Howl).

'I name thee, 'cruise' speed… hehe.'

There was not a single monster close to the breaking camp, and he still had a side-gig to complete.

He remembered the last weirdo that showed up in his mind when he ordered the pup to go back to sleep, because mommy and daddy were fucking. He did use (Command) on purpose, but just a tiny, itsy little bit of the skill.

And it must have done something; he needed to test that, but he would not do it on humans. If he could help it, he would have to find a sub-human, aka bandit, as a lab rat.

'Kinda fucked up a little last night. I blame the fallen ones.'

A group of three goblins was 12 clicks east of the Joint parties; Lisa and Him had cleared an area around 10 clicks from the first camp of snails all the way to Redvelia. But there was still plenty of prey in the wilds, even before passing the White Shield, which was a true playground for him.

They would have to start slow because they needed to skill up Vanessa, now that she was with them for good, so there was no rush to go back there, just yet.

The first goblin died in peaceful ignorance as his War Hammer just turned his head to gobo mist. The second got a (Discharge) that fired his brain, and the third one was standing in shock.

"What?" He asked the green turd.

"(Kneel!)" He yelled with (Command).

The goblin visibly shook as Aizel's aura vibrated the air and the goblin's own.

'It did affect him, but he did not obey. Maybe more aura, and feel?'

"(Kneeel!!)"

The goblin shook more but did nothing, just standing there; it probably knew it was dead already, but his Fight, Flee, Freeze response chose the last option.

Aid of Free Wills: Try… giving it a more basic order, more… primal, but still conscious.

'Hello there… At least they did not order; a please would have been nice, though.'

"(Turn!)*"

The goblin actually complied and turned around. But the HP backlash was high; this was not a skill to be used lightly, probably after the Nerd's patch that he mentioned increasing the cost.

'There's no fucking way… right?'

"(Face Me!)"

It turned again towards him.

'Is there any form of fiction these fuckers did not plagiarize?'

Aid of Free Wills: Thanks! Bye.

SE: 0 ► SE: 10

'I guess Free Willies is the one the Nerd called 'Idiot' last time.'

He added the SE to his HP and shot a dagger with his (Poltergeist), aided by (Telekinesis), sending him to answer the final question in an instant.

Aizel took the three crystals, claws, fangs, and two ears. Because, after his first strike, the first one's ears fucked off to only the Nerd and Free willies know where. He was already missing the snails that did this part for him.

He played around in the air, with the excuse that he was becoming better at flying, which he was.

'Why didn't I just take the bodies back to them?…'

Because he's an idiot, that's why. So, to compensate. He went around and killed a few more just because he could, and dropped them off for the snails, who were not happy because they were moving. He said to accountant man to give them the crystal share that belonged to him on those kills, and it had the exact opposite effect this time, and they begged him to bring more.

Thankfully, Argo was having none of it, and ordered them to double the pace, making them go from a snail's pace to sloths with a mission.

However, that tired them out, and they went back to being snails soon after. This happened a few times during the day; Lisa and Vanessa were having a little honeymoon of their own, the fucking sluts, so he let them be. And postponed their training for another day; what's the point of being strong if you can't appreciate the little moments?

A curious detail about the (Barrier) spell was how it worked when spoken out loud. If he just did as he usually does and did not use the word, but used his visualization and (Infuse), then he had extremely and absurd control over the skill. But when he used 'system-talk,' it behaved like a discount version when it came to the shaping, at least.

So, that proved to him that his version was superior when it came to control; even if the spoken version was more mana- or aura-efficient, it did not have the same level of freedom.

They were getting close to Redvelia, so he decided to stop fucking around and go back down to recharge his HP, just in case he needed to kick a dwarf's balls.

After being watched by so many people doing both blood magic and fucking, he had grown a little desensitized to his previous assumptions about power in this little backwater town, village, or whatever it was called. If the overgrown child had an issue with him, there would be conflict, and fucking.

If he or any other little shit decided that Lisa belonged to them, he would beat them into submission and fuck her in front of them; she was into that shit anyways. And for 'Nessa,' as Lisa had cutely baptized her with her cunt juice. Stalker-snail better watch his tongue around him.

"Why is your blood pressure so high, love?" Vanessa asked.

"Okay, two things, first. I fucked you twice, and you already call me love? And second, how- or who taught you that word?… The blood pressure, not the other… You did not know what sperm was, so I assumed that this— that the level of medical lingo was not that high, and since both are in the… just answer, please." Aizel said, so shocked that he almost mentioned his origins in public, and the scroll of whatever the Nerd fucked his mind with.

"First off. Yes, after what you did to me, to us! We can call you however the fuck we want." She stated, a little angry at him even. "And to the second part… Is that just what I thought I had come up with? I can see the pressure inside people's veins, and it shifts around with how they feel or what they are doing, and yours was higher than normal even after flying around during the day."

"Oh… sorry, sure. Just give me some time to say it back. It took a crying Lisa to make me realize how I felt for her… So I am a little bitch when it comes to it. And for the blood pressure part, I was just daydreaming." He answered, a little ashamed at his lack of tact.

"That blood-angel is something else, eh… Did you see how fast the dragon cowed?" Aizel heard one of the men gossiping. Lisa and Vanessa could also hear him and just snorted as they walked with their arms together.

They walked with the brotherhood; their pace increased once the town was in sight, but it quickly returned to a normal and even slower pace.

"Home, sweet home," One of the men said.

"Attention!" Argo yelled but kept walking. "We all head into the guild to report back. Once your handler or someone in their place has you written as returned, you can fuck off. Not before. That goes for you, Vex!"

'Dam! Did he really think he had a chance with his skill? He really fucked up if he knew the consequences.'

Argo came walking to their trio, where the girls were still kissing around. 'Am I actually the third wheel? Ha! No matter, I'm into that shit!… My girls' kissing part. No males but me allowed! …I have issues.'

"Sir. Mistresses. I can't order you, but I would appreciate it if you joined me with Hunter Master Sigil to make a joint mission report. You would only add your part at the end. It will save you time and give you leverage against the sting— in the negotiation for the loot.

Normally, it is equal among involved parties, but I'm not under the illusion that we could have completed our mission as effortlessly, profitably, and efficiently without you. You saved so many lives by taking care of the hobgoblins… well, two of them, counting the one you killed over the Shield. Even with a musketeer. Those things are fast."

Aizel looked at the girls who nodded in unison.

"Sure, I got nowhere to be; my home is back there," Aizel said.

He was referring to The Death Valley. But since the girls were in the way when he pointed back with his thumb, and what he said was true in his mind, as confirmed by Lisa, it earned him a lot of kissing and 'owns.'

Argo nodded and let them be.