James Miller
It felt good to know that this peaceful forest would be able to ward off the dangerous invaders. I had the backing of about five hundred witches laying down a hailstorm of magic attacks on the raiders and supporting bandits. It was a wonderful distraction to hunt down the leaders of the bandits supplying support to the raiders.
"Luck, you see anything?" I asked as he and I scanned the forest behind enemy lines.
"I see them!" Luck shouted, shooting directly at them, he punched through two of them, kicking off a third's arm. I fired a few shots, killing the rest.
"Look, James! He's here!"
I looked up to see a short, buff teen riding on a sword. On his shoulder there was a small black creature with snow white hair and tail, it was no bigger than his hand. He shot down with tremendous speed, taking out a few dozen bandits. Another man, taller and more slim fired some purple sludge at the remaining bandits from his perch on his broom.
"Hey Luck! Its good to see you!" the boy I assumed to be Asta said.
"Our mission was quite successful," Gordon said in a soft voice.
"What's your name?" Asta asked, extending his hand.
I shook it. "James Miller. Thanks for the help, Asta," I said. "Vanessa and Finral need your help in taking down the rest of the magic bandits. Gordon, you have curse magic, right?" I asked.
"Yea…"
"Then you'll be instrumental in defeating the raiders," I said, taking a ride on his broom.
"Hey… where's your devil?!" the short thing on Asta's shoulder demanded.
"Wait. You have a devil!" Asta shouted with excitement.
"How did you know, thing?" I asked.
"I'm a devil too, dumbass," The devil replied.
"Yea! This is Liebe, what's your devil's name?"
"Oroboros," Said the devil in question, lightly constricting around me.
"Whoa, I've never seen a devil like that…" Asta said.
"Yea, they usually look more… human," Liebe pointed out.
"Hey pipsqueak! Don't talk down to me like that!" Ouroboros roared. "I could devour you if I so wanted!"
Suddenly Liebe grew to Asta's size, his features more pronounced. "Once this mission is over, we're fighting," The humanoid devil snarled.
"Well I'm glad that you and I can get along," I said with a mater-of-fact look on my face.
"Yea so am I!" Asta said.
"Now that introductions are finished, lets get to work," I said, each mage going to their assigned roles.
"What do you need me to do, friend?" Gordon asked as we flew up above the earth raiders.
"Dodge!" I shouted as a stream of gunfire followed the two of us on his broom. "Fire!" I shouted as Gordon spewed curse magic in the form of purple hounds. "Ouroboros, release the stockpile!" I shouted, the serpentine devil released a wave of pure magic, slaughtering the raiders.
We moved back to Asta, who had just finished taking out the magic bandits. We regrouped, and said our farewells before departing from the Forest of Witches. "So Raiders and Bandits are rallying together. I wonder who's behind this," I thought as I rode with Vanessa on her broom back to the Black Bulls' hideout.
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Vanica Zogratis rode me cowgirl style, gyrating her hips as she went down on my cock. "Don't you like that, Honey?" she asked, seductively leaning down so that her ample breasts hung down in front of my face. I moved up to suckle on them, my hands tightly gripping them as the psycho slut moaned in ecstasy. "Aaah! Give me that child!" she whispered into my ear, her hot breath arousing me further, my cock getting harder and harder. I rapidly moved my hips upwards, reaching deep into her womb.
"You like that, Vanica?" I asked, receiving a violent kiss as she softly bit my lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth.
"Yes! She moaned, moving her hips faster.
"Fuck! If she keeps this up-" I thought, my cock twitching.
"Give me your seed," She growled, her walls gripping my shaft as they tightened around my cock.
I released my sperm into her womb, Vanica moaned in pleasure as her tongue hung out of her mouth, resting her head on my shoulder as she fell down on top of me. My cock reached deeper into her womb, releasing even more of my seed into her. Vanica's hands gently coursed through my hair, massaging my scalp.
"You enjoy that, Vanica?" I asked, my hands gently groping her breasts.
"Of course, my little Love Bud," Vanica whispered, gently nibbling on my earlobe. Her brothers entered the room, the sociopathic look of neutrality on Zenon's face and the creepy smirk on Dante's.
"So, Sir Rickson, did you enjoy your intimate fun with our dear sister?" Dante asked, draping a blanket over the two of us.
"Very much. She certainly knows how to please a man," I replied.
"So are you still going to back us?" Zenon asked. Out of the two brothers, Zenon was my favorite. No beating around the bush, straight to the point, no bullshit.
"Is Vanica going to marry me?" I asked as I heard an erotic moan from said woman under the covers.
"Of course I am, Love Bud!" Vanica shouted, her head popping out of the blanket, wrapping her arms around my head, kissing me passionately like a loving partner.
"Well I'd like to have the blessings of your brothers before we go ahead with it," I explained.
"Considering you remind me of myself at a younger age, I'm quite fond of you, so you certainly have my approval," Dante said.
"And you have mine," Zenon said.
"Good, so it's official now," I replied.
"I wonder what our babies are gonna look like!" Vanica said, Zenon, Dante and I all coughing at once.
"Well it's reassuring to have you amongst us as an equal, Raider King Rickson," Dante said with a small bow.
Suddenly, my second in command, Rorick, ran through the door. "King Rickson! The detachment sent to the Witches Forest has been wiped out!"
"Shit. Alright, call all of our forces back home, we'll have to reformulate our attack plans," I replied. Vaninca snuggled up to me, falling asleep. My now brothers-in-law nodded.
"Meet us in the far room, we'll let you two enjoy yourselves for a while, but don't keep us waiting too long," Dante said with a smile.
Vanessa Enoteca
I had returned to the base with everyone, my mood soured severely. Despite the successful defense of the Witches Forest, there were massive casualties, and widespread destruction. I was sharing a bottle of wine with James, sitting in the living room. Asta had met up with Noelle and were making some very lewd noises with the youngest Silva in bed. "Ah! Asta! Harder!" Noelle moaned.
"Ah, the joys of youth," I said with a drunken laugh.
James put his arm around me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "You're still youthful," he replied, taking a swig from the bottle that I held.
"Thank you, dear…" I said, thinking back to the forest. "Do you think we could've done more?" I asked, looking him in the eyes.
"No. We did all that we could, and now we're here," James said. Just then Captain Yami joined us on the couch.
"Oi, you two need to relax. By the way, Noelle told me to give this to the two of you," Yami said, grabbing the bottle James and I were sipping on.
I took the piece of paper and read it out loud. "Vanessa Enoteca and James Miller! You two are cordially invited to an important dinner hosted by the Royal Silva Family. You are to be dressed in well-looked upon clothes and are to arrive at eight PM sharp Monday night."
"Wow! Who knew face braid could warm his heart!" Yami said with a laugh. "By the way, today is sunday so you have a day to prepare," he said, finishing up the bottle.
"Thanks, Captain," I said, getting up from the couch, James following me back to my room. "So, lets get you a nice outfit ready," I said, pulling out many spools of string and cloth. I pulled his coat off of him and put it on a stand.
"Hey!" James said in annoyance.
"Don't worry, I'm just using it as a reference," I said, moving my hands to guide the silk. I formed an identical overcoat, a light blue base, elegant details that resembled many animals on the end of the sleeves. I continued by weaving him some sleek-looking pants that were tight on the waist, and more loose at the ankles. "We'll both need to be more than well-dressed for a royal event and I'll need you to be on your best behavior," I said, as I looked upon my works, finding little satisfaction.
"Alright, what would you like me to do in the meantime?" James asked.
"Sit there and look pretty," I replied with a giggle as I began to create even more clothes.
Acier Silva
The carriage the four of us rode was cramped and poorly constructed. It bumped and shook with every rotation of the wheel, the wood barley holding together. Nomad and Licita were snuggled up together in a corner, sound asleep. Loyce and Ciel, on the other hand were wide awake, likely not used to such harsh sleeping conditions. "Are you two doing alright?" I asked, leaning towards them.
"Yes, just a bit uncomfortable is all," Ciel said, Loyce nodding silently.
"Well you don't need to worry, we're almost there," I said.
"But why in such a horrid form of transport?" Loyce asked, wrapping an arm around his wife.
"My eldest son told me he wished to covertly transport us, so we're not attack or kidnapped," I explained. Suddenly the carriage came to an abrupt stop, waking Licita and Nomad from their peaceful slumber.
"What are you doing here at this hour!" roared a familiar female voice.
I peeked out of the carriage to see Meroleona Vermillion holding the driver of the carriage by his collar, a rage-filled look on her face.
"Mero!" I shouted with a happy face.
"A-a-a-a-a… Acier! You've been alive this whole time and didn't tell me?!" she stomped over in anger, dropping the driver.
"Yes, well It's been a wild few weeks so I'd appreciate it if you could hold off on the questions."
"So be it, but I'll be joining you to your destination," she said, climbing into the carriage.
A/N: Ah! Finally done with this chapter! I've had many things going on in my life and will have chapters for my other fics coming up!
