Early Preparations

Anoteros enjoyed a very enthusiastic breeding session with Crimonia. He turned himself into a Champion Blutgar for the duration of the activities, thus allowing Crimonia to enjoy the immense and absurd length of his male member.

He didn’t hold back, using the full might of Cleansing Elixir and Endless Spring until the female Blutgar was–Without the shadow of a doubt–Pregnant with his superior seed. He left without saying goodbye to her on account that the sheer amount of white dew ended up leading to Crimonia being knocked out, but he carried her to a place he and Eltysia had prepared in advance.

It shouldn’t have come into play so early, but his discoveries concerning Blutgars forced his hand on the matter. Crimonia would have to be on breeding duty earlier than he had envisioned, but it didn’t matter much.

Crimonia simply wouldn’t participate in the upcoming battles her master would wage against forces of Journomanp. Hopefully, by the time violence starts, her first offspring would have already been born, and depending on how quickly they grew, they might even be ready to fight.

Naturally-born Blutgars would be a first, so Edrick truly did not know what to expect. Their growth period might be short, long, or merely average. He would prefer the first option, as having Blutgars fight for him against Journomanpians would be a huge boon, but in the long term, either of the options was acceptable.

Cultivators could live for absurdly long times and barely lose vitality. He was still a twenty-one-year-old young man. Even if Blutgars took a long time to grow to a fighting age, he would be able to produce countless of them.

…In the long term, time was of little importance.

Edrick dusted his shoulders.

‘I’ll only start hostilities in several months at the earliest. Until then, I should continue acting as normal, lest my future adversaries notice something is off and decide to hasten in their attempts to kill me’

Unless it was merely a strong probe, that assassination attempt was certainly not going to be the last. Unfortunately for them, carrying out such a job was impossible for them unless he stepped out of the grounds of the Elt clan willingly.

That was without mentioning the unique defences his residence had, and would soon have.

His home was an important place to him, and he was constantly looking to expand and upgrade it. He planned on making it into a real fortress, but only from the perspective of would-be intruders. Edrick’s residence needed to remain gorgeous in appearance.

Not only did he believe that it was important that his home looked good, but his wives were far more worried about the looks of things than he could ever hope to be. Edrick was a man, after all. 

If something seemed practical to him, then it also looked good to him for the most part. His wives often had differing opinions of what ‘looked good’. Even his tomboy wife was far more sensible on the subject than Anoteros.

Which was why a lot of areas in the residence had obviously not been decorated by Edrick at all.

Naturally, since his wives spent a lot of time at home, it was only normal that they could put their foot in the door when it came to decoration and the like. Edrick could see the beauty in a lot of things, but he always favoured a certain grandeur and practicality to things, far different from his wives, who saw great importance in small details of little importance.

‘They’ll have field days when I start to build secondary residences…’

He had plans to build in Eltysia, in Natucor, and also in surrounding nations. He hadn’t been messing around back when he asked envoys from Journomanp if he could be granted land in their country.

Edrick was intent on owning land in Journomanp, building a residence for himself, and possibly even more. This was why he was having Hulber craft Lodestones, so that all of his residences could remain connected together.

‘Well… With all the time I spent dealing with Fenglin and taking care of other businesses, Luxuli’s pregnancy has actually progressed quite a lot’

Due to having been completely drunk when he impregnated his fourth wife, Anoteros still had no idea what kind of bloodlines he might have shoved into the offspring. Thus, he also had no idea how long the pregnancy would actually last.

He had quietly ordered that Luxuli’s pregnancy remain a secret. If the news spread and she ended up giving birth to a Sasquatch or something of that sort, it would be a pretty big scandal, and his reputation might take a hit.

He couldn’t just let his wives be the ones to give birth to such things. This was what the maids were for… Ever since she had gotten pregnant, Luxuli had been craving even more affection than usual, which was actually a good sign, as it might be indicative that she was carrying a Docilis Succubus, and that she thus needed a good influx of lustful energy to properly nourish the small one within her.

‘Hopefully, it is indeed a Docilis Succubus, but… How shall I deal with one of those as an Allina?’

Docilis Succubi only come in two varieties. Either they are lustful demonesses who will basically jump on anything that has the equipment to satisfy them, or they are the kind that can only be attracted to a single type of man–Sometimes even only a single man altogether.

Edrick suspected that while Luxuli was of the second category, she had only fallen for him because of his rather special situation and cultivation of Five-Legged Devil Goat Physique. That stuff was certainly like light for a moth to Docilis Succubi.

As such, even if his Allina turns out to be the second kind, she might also end up being greatly attracted to him.

It would be pretty awkward if his family ever asked him to try and get an Allina of his married for an arrangement, and it turned out that the one he had with Luxuli would rather be the wife of her Valdre instead of anyone else’s.

It would be especially problematic since there was no changing that. If a Docilis Succubus started focusing on a single man, then it was just an expression of her natural instincts, so repressing them would be a bad idea, just like how it would be a bad idea to force a cat to no longer eat meat.

Cats are obligate carnivores, and Docilis Succubi are utterly focused if they ever find a man that is ‘the one’ for them.

‘Well, we shall see…That is for the future. I’ll just set up visits to the two last sects I need to check out and focus on my business ventures whilst secretly preparing my army…’