Chapter 604: Duty Calls

Elion’s expression became increasingly thoughtful. The problem was that the Triad Alliance was still extremely young.

Which meant it was unlikely they possessed much historical knowledge about the Legacy World themselves.

Certainly not compared to powers that had existed for centuries or even millennia.

’So my best bet is probably Father-in-law Lucius.’

His eyes narrowed slightly.

The Vampires were ancient, and they had s long been around for long enough to witness countless openings of the Legacy World.

Surely they had records and maps, maybe even entire archives dedicated to the place. Elion stared toward the distant horizon as the sea breeze brushed through his hair.

If anyone could give him a proper idea of what he was about to walk into...

It would probably be them.

At least, that was what he was hoping.

Thinking to this point, Elion suddenly remembered telling Celeste that he would be back soon.

A wry smile appeared on his face.

’What was I thinking!?’

She had demanded that he return within a day, and though he had made it clear that he wasn’t making any promises, just how much time had passed since then?

Days.

Elion sighed.

’Yeah... let’s not do that again.’

It seemed more and more like he was developing a habit of making casual promises that he couldn’t keep, regardless of whatever emergencies happened to get in the way.

’Let’s take that into account in the future.’

He nodded seriously to himself.

"You seem to be deep in thought."

Zenith’s voice pulled him from his thoughts as she came over and casually settled her springy as onto his lap, looping one arm around his neck.

Elion looked up at her beautiful face, his gaze meeting her gorgeous black-red eyes.

"I just remembered that Celeste told me to return within a day."

Zenith giggled when she heard that.

"I’m sure she’ll understand."

Elion slipped an arm around her waist, resting it along the curve of her hip, giving it a tight squeeze through the thin fabric of her dress.

"What do you want to do then?" Zenith asked. "I can use the stone to perform an instant teleportation spell, though it would be quite strenuous now that there are so many of us."

Elion shook his head.

"It’s only about a day’s travel with the Ark. Let’s finish up everything we need to do here before we leave." He paused. "Do you think my blood will be enough to appease her?"

"Oh, it’ll be more than enough. You know how much she loves it." Zenith placed a finger lightly against his lips, pulling the lower lip down to look at his shiny, white teeth. "Just don’t let her suck you dry."

Elion’s hand travelled lower. From Zenith’s hip, he clasped onto her soft ass with his fingers, the flesh plunging around his fingers.

A short distance away, Veyra leaned closer to Esme.

"Do you think he’ll hold me like that if I ask?" she whispered into her ear.

Esme glanced at her.

"Would that really be all you wanted if he did touch you?"

Veyra stared at her incredulously.

"You know I wouldn’t be satisfied with something so menial, Esme!" Esme merely laughed.

Not much daylight had passed.

It was still only late afternoon, and the cool sea breeze drifting across the balcony was incredibly refreshing, soothing Elion considerably as he breathed it in.

The view would have been rather tranquil... If not for the murderous thoughts slowly brewing beneath the surface of his mind.

’When would be the best time to send Zenith after that bastard Duke?’

Immediately?

Or later down the line so that the killing would not be directly connected to him?

Elion’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared toward the distant city.

Dawncrest was already under suspicion now, and the Royal Family intended to keep a close eye on him. Killing him immediately after everything that had happened today might draw considerably more attention than Elion wanted.

Waiting, however, came with its own risks, but it was the more reasonable thing to do.

As for William...

Elion already knew exactly what he intended to do with him. The Legacy World would be the perfect place to get rid of him.

Countless people would enter, and many wouldn’t return.

There would be dangerous creatures, unexplored regions, ancient traps, rival factions, and countless other ways for someone to conveniently disappear.

If William happened to die somewhere inside... No one would find that particularly strange.

Elion wouldn’t even need to convince anyone that he had nothing to do with it.

The murderous thoughts aside, time was ticking away, and Elion’s more immediate concern was how the others would fare while he was gone.

’Perhaps I should leave them the Ark?’

The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. He could leave the Ark under Zenith’s or Isla’s control.

Well...

Probably both.

Then he could give the succubi permission to enter and leave whenever they pleased. That way, they would be able to travel wherever they wanted while still having access to a comfortable, immaculate space filled with practically everything they could ever need.

’That settles that, I guess.’

Mira and Tessa would be entering the Legacy World with him, so that was simply a matter of finding them beforehand, or perhaps entering together and making sure they appeared in the same location.

If such a thing was even possible.

And, of course, there was Isolde.

Elion found himself thinking about her less and less lately.

’I guess that’s what happens when you spend so much time without seeing someone.’ Especially when there were so many women around him now.

Despite that, the thought of seeing her again still sent a small spark of anticipation through him.

It would be quite thrilling.

And then there was the fact that the succubi kept ogling him like he was a rare piece of meat.

Elion could more or less guess what they were thinking. Or, more accurately, what they wanted from him.

The lustful women weren’t exactly being subtle about it either. Five out of the six of them were putting quite a bit of effort into emphasising their assets whenever his gaze wandered their way.

Mostly pressing their breasts together with their hands until they were on the verge of spilling out of their poor dresses, or leaning into very sexy poses as though daring him not to notice.

The funny thing was that even Esme and Ophelia were doing the same. Then again, it had been quite a while since the last time he had explored and punished their heavenly cunts.

No doubt, they had to be feeling rather frustrated by now.

After all, Elion couldn’t imagine it being particularly healthy for a succubus to go so long without tasting a man.

’Just my thoughts, though.’

His gaze swept across the group once more before he sighed inwardly.

’But duty calls!’

’Ahhh... how strenuous it is to be the Goddess of Lust’s Champion! Looks like I won’t be having any rest tonight!’

"Hmmmm?"

Zenith raised a brow when she felt something hardening and throbbing terribly where she was sitting on Elion’s legs.

And then she felt a hand fondling her left breast at the front, while another hand began trailing up her leg through the slit along her dress.

Feeling the sudden quickening of Elion’s breath as he glared at the succubi with a heated gaze, she could only smile and shake her head.

"Do you want me to undress, hubby?" She asked.

Elion was already grinning like a fool.

"Let’s head into the Ark. We can put off information gathering until tomorrow," he said in a deep, hoarse voice.

Poor Isla could only stare at the scene with her eyes darting about, not quite knowing where to look.

After all, it seemed like she was the only one who still had any room for shame in this little group.

Well...

Her and the white-haired succubus who was sitting nearby with an aloof expression on her face.

That was until Isla noticed Nadia subtly squirming in place, her thighs pressed tightly together.

Perhaps thinking that no one was looking, Nadia brought her right hand to her mouth and licked her three middle fingers. Bringing her hand back down, she slipped it into her short dress between her thighs; for what reason, Isla could only guess.

’You too!!!?’

Isla screamed inwardly. It was honestly a wonder how Nadia could look so calm.

How her eyes could remain so tranquil and detached... While being just as aroused, perhaps even more than the rest of her sisters.

Isla watched with a shocked, stunned look on her face as Nadia’s hand disappeared into the dress.

’What!!!?’

Her head darted from side to side, checking if there was anyone around, almost letting out a breath of relief when she realised that the coast was clear, only for her face to flush crimson when she realised that Esme and Zenith were embroiled in a messy battle for Elion’s lips.

In all her years as a princess, Isla would never have imagined that she would one day witness such a debauched scene.

Much less find herself surrounded by such shameless people.

And yet...

Here she was.

The most terrifying part was that even though the thought of being discovered like this filled her with dread, there was still a small, treacherous part of her that found the entire situation strangely thrilling.

But her poor heart simply wasn’t built for this!

Ba-dum!

It thundered violently inside her chest.

At this rate, Isla was convinced that if someone suddenly opened the doors leading onto the balcony, she would probably pass out on the spot.

Lucky for her, Elion pulled them all into the privacy of the ark a moment later, just as Veyra was beginning to rip her clothes off.