Chapter 428: Did you sleep well, my naughty little lord?

After summoning the teachers for the Academy of Blooming Roses and chatting with them for a while, Ethan introduced them to Ysara, their headmistress, and gave them their first instructions.

Only then did he turn his attention to the rest.

First, he built two more academies.

The first was the Goldenveil Academy of General Knowledge and Combat, built in the city’s central district and capable of accommodating sixty thousand students.

The second was the Goldenveil Academy of Magical Studies, a much smaller institution with room for five thousand students.

Using the two summon cards he still had, Ethan assembled the teams of teachers and support staff for both academies.

Then he sent everyone to Tomas so they could comply with Goldenveil’s laws and, of course, receive their registrations as citizens and teachers.

All of that took the entire day. By the time he was finally done, it was almost 11 p.m.

Ethan was truly exhausted. His shoulders felt heavy, his eyes burned, and every step through the palace’s silent corridors seemed to take twice as long as usual.

But that wasn’t all. He was broke, too.

He’d spent a fortune. After expanding Goldenveil once again, bringing it to forty thousand homes, his savings had plummeted to about two million gold coins.

It wasn’t exactly a small amount. But, well, compared to what he needed, it was a pittance.

Especially since the payroll for Goldenveil’s civil servants had grown considerably.

He ran the numbers in his head as he climbed the stairs.

The thirty thousand soldiers and army recruits alone consumed just over twenty thousand gold coins a month. Including bonuses, the total rose to thirty thousand.

And that didn’t even account for investments in armor and other resources.

The dwarves of the Divine Forge took another ten thousand gold coins in wages. Goldenveil’s elementary, middle, and higher education staff added fifteen thousand more.

Then there were the police, the farmers in the magical fields, and every other kind of civil servant on top of that.

Overall, Goldenveil now cost more than one hundred thousand gold coins a month just to keep running.

Ethan shook his head slightly, pushing those thoughts aside, and carefully opened the bedroom door.

The air inside was warm and smelled of them. Sweet natural fragrances, clean hair, soft skin.

The lights were off, and only the faint glow of the moon filtered through the curtains, casting silvery curves across the bed.

On the enormous bed, his eight wives were already asleep. Only Seo-ah wasn’t there—since, well, she was a player and was on Earth.

It wasn’t exactly unusual for her to sleep in the palace with Ethan’s other wives, but even so, every now and then she needed to spend time with her own family.

In the center of the bed, between Alice on one side and Elena on the other, his spot remained empty.

Without their husband there, the women could only enjoy each other’s warmth.

Voluptuous bodies entwined beneath the sheet. Long, shapely legs crossed over one another, an arm draped over a slender waist, a cheek nestled in the deep cleavage between two full breasts that rose and fell with every slow breath.

Somewhere in that tangle of bodies, a round buttock had slipped out from under the sheet and lay pressed against another woman’s hip, the plump flesh flattening where it met her skin.

The handsome young man sighed, a weary smile on his lips. He took a quick shower, and minutes later he was sliding into the gap between them, surrendering to the warm embrace of his women.

The mattress dipped under his weight, and the two women on either side of him stirred.

Alice and Elena snuggled against his chest almost at the same moment, still asleep, as if their bodies recognized his on their own.

Elena’s massive black tits swallowed the right side of his chest, heavy and warm, spilling across his skin until it seemed they would cover half his torso.

On the left side, Alice’s—much more modest in size but perfect in their own way—pressed firmly against his ribs, her puffy pink nipples brushing against his skin.

He could feel the difference with every breath. One side of him was buried under soft, spilling weight, while the other was met by two huge mounds, although not quite as exaggerated in their size.

A thick thigh draped itself over his leg, its soft weight pinning him in place. A small hand came to rest on his stomach.

Ethan closed his eyes, feeling the weight of their two bodies against his, the scent of their hair, the slow rhythm of their breaths. He relaxed and let sleep take over.

The next morning, he woke up shortly after sunrise.

Golden light streamed through the curtains, and the room was already bustling with life.

Some of his wives were in the bathroom. He could hear running water and muffled giggles drifting through the door.

The first to get up and take her morning shower had been Elena. And right now, she was between Ethan’s legs, hidden beneath his blanket.

The handsome young man’s eyes opened slowly, and his lips parted into a soft chuckle.

He could feel his cock already hard as a rock.

And he could also feel the weight of those enormous black tits swallowing him whole—from his glans all the way down to his entire pelvis—hot, wet, and absurdly soft, sinking around him on all sides until he almost disappeared inside them.

He grabbed the edge of the blanket and lifted it slowly.

Beneath it, Elena’s beautiful face stared back at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. And those gigantic, chocolaty tits embraced his cock so tightly that not even the head—red and swollen—was visible.

Her skin was still drenched from the shower, droplets sliding down her collarbones and disappearing into the deep valley between her dark tits.

Her hands were clenched into fists, pressed against the outer sides of those dark mountains, squeezing them together around Ethan’s cock so hard that her hands seemed about to disappear into those squishy behemoths in the form of perfect tits, sinking almost up to her wrists.

She was pumping them up and down.

With each upward stroke, the heavy flesh stretched and lifted, dragging along the length of his shaft. With each downward stroke, it smacked into his pelvis and squashed flat before swelling back into shape, soft and glistening with water.

The shower had made everything slippery, and his cock slid through that tight, wet tunnel with ease, feeling only the heat of her skin and the soft, suffocating pressure of all that weight.

They were so large that the sides of each breast splayed out past the right and left side of his pelvis.

Every time they came down, those perfect mountains collided with his bare lap in wet, obscene slaps, the sound echoing softly through the room. Each impact sent a heavy ripple rolling outward through all that dark flesh, a tremor that hadn’t even settled before the next one followed.

Ethan let out a low groan, his hips twitching upward on their own, chasing that slick, crushing warmth.

His free hand reached down and found the top of her damp head, fingers sinking into her wet curly hair.

"Fufufufu~" She chuckled softly, her lips curling into a naughty smile as she parted her breasts just wide enough to reveal the tip of that twenty-centimeter cock they had been swallowing whole.

Her pink tongue slid out and dragged a slow lick across the tip of Ethan’s cock, scooping up the drop of precum glistening there.

"Did you sleep well, my naughty little lord?"