Well hope this didn't take too long to update. By keeping the ladies separate, it makes things a bit easier, but coming up with something different is a bit difficult. Oh well, I'll think of something.

By the way, check out the poll. It's a vote to see which girl should have their scene first…well Celestine and Olga are excluded for somewhat obvious reasons. Well I already planned who should go first, so the poll is more for who will go second. Of course the first girl is included on not to ruin the surprise

March 31st the Kuroinu translation is coming out...boy that would be interesting to see.

Stage Two

It was a few days after he succumbed to his hidden desire to conquer the female body. The feeling of enslaving a girl to him…it became downright euphoria for a man such as himself. He discovered his special ability as well...

He started with the kind women who managed his favorite restaurant. While she was busy making his dinner, he took her from behind, to her shock and he left the diner with a full stomach and empty balls.

From his childhood friends that he screwed in the comforts of their homes, with even their mothers joining if sufficiently attractive.

To his teachers where he laid them after school.

From the various women around his village, he has had sex with a good chunk of them.

They have all started hostile and angry at his actions. To swear that they will take him down. To make him face the consequences of his actions.

But they all submitted with time. They couldn't resist the raging lust within their heart. They couldn't bring themselves to punish him…not when they can't quell their own bodies on their own accord.

The various men around the village only slightly suspected something was up. But nothing too overt ever happened for them to take action.

Soon he had a full village of loyal slaves.

But he lost interest eventually, none of them could match his unique stamina, and he eventually moved on. Eventually, due to a special magic, their memories of him faded, and they went back to living their normal lives…

Just with a bit more lust then usual and being unable to be satisfied by any nearby males.

'Which one?' The bright light asked.

'Huh?' Naruto questioned with a confused response.

He was in the familiar blank location, with the similar light. He should find it strange, but it's only just a dream after all. That means the realm of possibility is endless.

'The princess knights…who do you desire? Ignore all factors…such as virginity or statuses…who do you want?'

He scratched the back of his head. 'I don't know if I have a specific answer…Celestine is a major babe, and so is Olga. But Kaguya and Maia have a familiar appeal to them…'

'How about all of them?'

'This again?'

'Why not?'

'The fact that most of them are royalty? The fact that some took a vow of chastity? The fact the first wedding night will probably be taxing on my balls? The fact that none of them seem like the type to actually share?'

'It's not as crazy as you may think.'

Naruto saw himself standing on a throne in a red room, completely shirtless with a loincloth covering his private area. But that wasn't what was on his mind at the moment. No, what caught his eyes was the scene before him.

Nine figures dancing. The voluptuous bodies that could only be the members of the alliance. All clad in very sparse cloth that only covered their nipples and the slightest bit of their lower areas..

Pure flesh danced in front of him, their figures swaying seductively to the beat of some strange music

Alicia and Prim hugging each other tight, mouths almost connected, as they danced in front of him, touching each other lewdly.

Chloe and Ruu-Ruu, creating a dance that was both arousing and comical due to the height difference between the two.

Kaguya, Claudia, and Maia swinging their hips, accentuating their ample backs. Their large chest swayed to the hypothetical music.

Celestine and Olga dancing close to one another, the dissonance of pale and dark skin creating beautiful imagery.

This sight alone would cause many a men to lost themselves to their desires, but there was something extra that stimulated him.

It was their eyes as they looked at him..

They wanted him…

Wanted to be loved by him.

To be adored.

To be possessed.

Especially so when his large member erected, and they all stopped dancing to lay their eyes upon his girth, a wishful look in their eye.

And that was all he could see, before he saw a white flash.

DING! DONG!

Sigh…that accursed bell will take some getting used to. In any case, I was pleased with what I conjured up. It was a nice fantasy, one that I concocted before.

My host has replied most positively to the latest image that I have shown him…too bad responding positively has a tendency to make a bit of a mess. Time to hit the shower I suppose.

Naruto's POV

"I need to get laid." I surmised as I arose once more. "This is getting out of hand. God I think Volt is starting to get to me." And the stain on my pants didn't help my mood.

While I was in the shower, rubbing the concoction in my blonde hair, I wonder what is bringing on these pangs of lust.

It could just be a by-product of being a nomad for so long, that settling down is making me hungrier for an old-fashion screwing. Or maybe it's because the regime is no where near as strict as my previous post.

Or maybe somebody is cursing me with some sort of spell.

Note to self; make sure Kin isn't using one of his freaky spells on me in order to convince me to join the army. That might be something he might do. Lord knows he pulled something like that on Hicks more then once.

Kin…Hicks…

They were my friends once, we laughed together, drank together, fought battles together…But the fact that they're doing what they're doing is proof that they are my enemies now.

Me, Hicks, Kin, Volt, Maia…when it was just the five of us, it was rough, but we were skilled enough to make money, and only that since mercenaries aren't the most trusted people.

But we had fun nonetheless.

We started hiring more and more members, but I didn't know them as well, yet there was still some good times. We were rowdy, but nevertheless I believed there was a sense of camaraderie.

I turned the shower off with a sigh. That was then, this is now. We're at war, and we picked our sides…

Why couldn't we have fought for the same one?

God no wonders Maia was so upset.

Well time to begin the day. I dressed up, and made my way downstairs for our daily training session.

Today was simple enough. All we had to do was practice our dodging. And we were using arrows as a substitute for any other potential projectile.

As I said before, I was pretty freaking fast. Dodging the arrows was child's play for someone like me.

Plus running from my mother when she got angry was a useful practice.

After the training session was over, I was given my daily patrol duties.

Well at least I would've until I heard a voice. Turning around, I found myself blanching at who it was.

It was Ruu-Ruu

And she actually looked happy to see me.

In the bloodthirsty way…

Oh dear. This could be painful.

Battlegrounds

Might as well take control here to make conversation. And going by my host's instinct, something tells me that I should prep up my body a bit.

And not in the fun way either.

"What is it Ruu-Ruu?" I asked in a tone of someone long-suffering, which I find fully appropriate despite how long I knew this girl.

"I need you for something." She stated with a nod.

"What is it?" Though I unfortunately have a pretty good idea.

Ruu-Ruu gave me an expectant glare as she twirled around her compensating large halberd (By which I mean compensating for her height. She didn't exactly have anything phallic to compensate for). The look in her eye made it more then clear what she wanted. A full on fight between two fighters.

Normally, I would leave something like this to my host, but there is something I am interested in trying out. Something to see if Ruu-Ruu's unique biology and behavioral habits will take effect on.

I gazed at the katana in my hand with a small smirk. My host was truly a skilled individual if he can use these tools fluently. Not to mention the arrays of surprises he held in his pouch.

"So…winner is the first person to knock's the others weapon out?" I got a frown from the half-ling at the suggestion, probably because it didn't appeal to her competitive nature.

"Like hell that would work in regular combat." She complained with a growl. "I would tear into them myself if that ever happened to me!"

'And now I have this mental image of her and her victim in a dust cloud…god this girl is a strange one.' I noted with a slightly amused smirk. It was actually quite cute in a bloodthirsty sort of way.

"This merely a practice battle. There is no need to go that far." I insisted.

"Fine." She huffed. "Can we spar now?" Her voice having a slight whine to it.

Well I have to oblige the lady…even if it causes me pain…and there was no good kind either! I prefer causing sexual pain, not receiving it thank you very much.

"Well then on three…one…two…three!"

And we charged at one another, our weapons glistening in the sunlight. If it weren't for the fact that this was a private meeting, I'm pretty sure the others would've commented on it.

In any case, since I was faster one, I managed to make the first move by swinging my blade on the midget.

Despite carrying a heavy weapon, Ruu-Ruu's strength allowed her to still be fast despite carrying a large mass. She wasn't my level, but was quick all the same. This enabled her to counter the swing of my katana.

And our sword and axe collided with a klang. Our muscles rippled (well mine did. Her's were a bit non-existent) as we tried to draw each other back. And I could quickly see that I wasn't winning.

She was overpowering me. That much I can tell. It takes all of my strength not to succumb of the force of the axe. I have to admit, this sword was quite durable for it to handle this much power. Then again, my host had it for so long, that it isn't surprising that it could take a hit.

Me on other hand…well, being someone who avoided hits as opposed to taking them, let's just say I was squishy.

So I decided to take the plunge and say a few choice words. Something about that girl that I can't help but wonder.

"So is the sight of any animals breeding capable of turning you on? Or is it limited to dogs alone."

She obviously wasn't expecting that sentence. And that moment of confusion was enough for me to jump back and avoid her heavy axe.

The indignant half-ling pointed at me with a growl and roared. "That doesn't have to do with anything right now!"

Should I comment…my host's mischievous side is influencing me…I have to answer the way he would.

"So it's true?" And boy did that set her off.

She howled in anger and took another go at me, but this time I was ready. Shielding my sword, I continued to dodge the attacks, letting her diffuse her anger at my comment. But I wasn't exactly done yet.

As I dodged another swing, I openly questioned out loud. "You know, Half-ling biology always fascinated me."

"This isn't the time and place for that!" she shouted as I continuously dodged her giant axe. It wasn't easy, but my host is a capable man who has been doing this for years from those larger or smaller then him. And I was lucky enough to have access to it.

"Why can't we talk while we spar? It's like it's an actual fight." I reasoned, and continued. "So half-lings are capable of breeding with other species correct."

"Well there are no male half-ling" the midget grunted as I continuously side-stepped each swing of her weapon. "We have to make do. Even stupid humans like you!"

Something tells me that was less of a biased remark and more of an insult against me. Well I'm going to give her more reason to hate.

"So any species?" This time swinging myself at the blade. The fact that we were fighting while having this talk was actually soothing her somewhat.

"Not any!" She growled. "We can't mate with anything like a lizard or a bird…!"

"Mammalian then?" I questioned out loud as I took a swung what I thought was a blind spot.

"Yup." She replied casually as she side-stepped one of my blows. The flush on her face made it clear that she hated this line of topic, but she wasn't exactly refusing to give me answers.

"So if a wolf comes up to you in the middle of mating session…"

"We don't just submit control!" Ruu-Ruu roared. And our blades clashed once more. Thanks to my additional footing, I managed to get some leverage against her ridiculous strength, and we our heads came together.

While were face to face, Ruu-Ruu revealed "They have to earn it! If the half-ling is weak enough to submit to a mere wolf, then they deserve what's coming to them!"

Harsh. But I guess it made sense in a way for her to comprehend. And it gave me an idea for a brand new question

"To earn it…? So you want to be pushed down and bred by someone strong? To submit?" I finally asked with a downright perverse smile. And that set her off instantly.

"STOP TALKING!" She shrieked her face completely red with a mixture of both anger and embarrassment.

But any experienced warrior should know to never lose their cool…if they do, they'll allow their weaknesses to show.

This time around, I managed to hit her. And I actually knocked off her axe in the process.

Admittedly, if this was a real fight, Ruu-Ruu wouldn't have made time for anything resembling conversation. She would've went straight for the kill, but today was different of course.

I sighed in relief at avoiding any major damage. Those comments of mine…they had a rather interesting effect on her. That could be told by the way she was huffing and puffing. And most encouraging, the liquid dripping down her small legs.

"So I win…and I think you need to go to the little half-ling room." I dryly commented.

"MORON! You cheated" Ruu-Ruu shrieked with a furious flush on her face as she stomped off in a huff.

I smirked at that, and I called out. "A beautiful loss is still a loss! And an ugly victory is still a victory."

"Hmph!"

But it was taking effect. Admittedly, using a girl's attraction to animals as well as her own base instincts was one of the stranger things I've done, but it's like I expect her to mate with them…unless they don't.

It's strange when a serious concern one would have if their potential partner can get pregnant from having sex with a dog.

Blacksmith

I soon discovered something when I checked my blade after my scuffle. While it is indeed very durable, it couldn't go through a dual like that without the need for a tune-up.

From my host's memory, he was able to strengthen his sword by visiting the blacksmith every now and then. Luckily, the castle has what we need. Kinda obvious to be honest.

The blacksmith of the castle was located in the basement, but nowhere deep as in the prison. It was a stereotypical/practical example of one, with the intense heat running from the flames. The striking of metal, the forging of solid steel, the pouring of liquid. There were plenty of people to go around here.

While it was primarily used by the half-lings, plenty of other people used it as well, like soldiers who didn't do well in battle but were good at smiting. The most skilled can even forge magic items with the help of certain alloys.

When I went there, it was another typical day. Humans, dark elves, and Halflings alike were busy with the production of armor, weapons, and tools in preparation for the upcoming war.

Admittedly, the highest ranking soldiers receives special blessed weapon.

I was more then a little surprised to see Alicia also located here. She was clad in her standard, i.e. skimpy, armor, and was currently pouring some liquid into the forging chamber. Her face the epitome of fierce determination.

"Musician, warrior, blacksmith…" I drawled out as I walked up to her, genuinely impressed. "You are apparently a woman of many skills."

She turned to me in slight surprise, but she shrugged. "I am not that skilled. My knowledge in smiting is but the basics."

My eyes drafted to the chamber. I couldn't make out what she was making, but something tells me it is quite valuable. And I could detect the slightest bit of magic in it.

"If that's only the basics, I would love to see what you can do as a master." I commented with a smile. And she got a small flush on her face. Though that could just be from the heat.

Looking around, I could see some of her knights giving me a stoic stare, but their stance was apprehensive. She didn't have much guards, but considering her skills, I suppose that's justified.

She turned to me with a raised brow. "I'm sure you're exaggerating…speaking of, why are you here? I don't recall blacksmithing being one of your areas of expertise"

"I'm here to help strengthen my blade." And I brought up, completely sheathed of course. People might get the wrong idea if I openly flaunt my blade to the princess. And yes I mean that sentence in both ways.

"So how skilled are you at it?" She commented, no doubt fascinated by the slight curve of the blade. Admittedly strange, from what I recall it is called a kantana, but one that gets the job done nonetheless.

"Well I'm here aren't I?" I bluntly pointed out. "Wouldn't get this far without some skills with the blade. Katana's aren't really common here, but I managed to win a lot of battles this way."

Alicia hummed in approval. She once again checked on her project, but she saw it wasn't done yet, so she continued with. "How did you learn to fight?"

"My parents taught me." I answered, using my host's memory as a guide. She nodded at that, finding it an acceptable answer.

"What about you?"

"I was trained by my father." She revealed. "He was one of the best."

"'Was?'" I noted with a slight frown. "Guess we have more in common then the good looks and the blonde hair then huh?"

The princess blinked at that, and gave a small sigh. "Apologies for your loss."

"It happened years ago. It was a simple disease." I revealed. While my host does miss his parents, he wasn't as sad as he could've been. Which was good. It would've been annoying if he was an angst puddle.

In any case, the hiss from the forging box was a pretty good indicator something was done.

Alicia took a prong and grabbed the box. She opened up the cube, releasing a ton of steam into the air.

Finally, I could make out what exactly it was.

"A bracelet?" My voice found itself deadpanning. "Well that's…anti-climatic."

She gave me a glare. "Foolish little…It's enchanted! I was merely forging it into an easier to use shape."

My hands raised in surrender in order to appease the princess. "My apologies. So what exactly will your bracelet do?"

"It's not for me, it's for Prim." She revealed and then gave me a suspicious glare. "And I'm not just going to reveal it to you on what it does!"

It was actually…pretty cute to be honest. I may be a horrible demon who enslaves women, but even I can't help but find things adorable, and not in the 'I want to corrupt it' sort of way. It actually caused me to laugh.

"W-What's so funny?" A flustered Alicia demanded, clearly taken aback at my chortling.

"I just find it cute. You're close relationship with Princess Fiori" I commented with a slightly amused smirk. "You're closer then some actual siblings to be honest."

She flushed at that, probably never hearing someone describe that way. "Yes well…this was something I made to protect her better."

"Isn't she currently in one of the safest places here?"

"Merely in case she wonders off and witnesses something that might traumatize her…"

"I'm sure Princess Fiori can handle it." Sure she wasn't exactly an epitome of wisdom, but she didn't strike me as someone who would screw up that badly.

"No she couldn't. Ever since we were kids, I always had to hold her hand, and that metaphorically did not change today." She insisted. "You've met her. You know how she is from just a couple of conversations."

I couldn't help but sense some sort of…pretentiousness…in her ability to judge her cousin's maturity.

"You know she's not a child." I bluntly pointed out. I know Fiori isn't exactly adult-like, but she was by no mean an actual baby. "She wouldn't want someone constantly holding her hand when she's…how old is she?"

"Nineteen."

"Nineteen years old!" I insisted.

Alicia was getting somewhat angry now. "I don't need someone telling me how to take care of my own cousin!"

"Well if I was in her shoes…" But Alicia didn't want to hear it.

"Don't pretend you know Prim as well as I do!"

Two steps forward and three steps backward for her huh? But every new piece of information will always help.

I have a theory. And it all hinges on the two sisters as not being as close as one would think…or rather, they are close, but maybe they aren't as lacking in conflict contrary to their friendly demeanor.

I have to find Prim to make sure of this. And on a side-note, find out exactly what her new bracelet will do.

Garden

Luckily, Prim was actually located somewhere accessible, and that was the garden of the place.

It was quite the beautiful place. Garden was a bit of a misnomer, considering it was more akin to a park. Due to the magic of the castle, various flowers that one wouldn't expect to see together are located here. From roses to cherry blossoms, many types of flora were available here.

The young princess was happily spreading around the seeds on a nearby bench, many animals coming to eat their feed.

In the distance I could make out some of the knights stoically standing in the area, their eyes on Prim the whole time. Can't fault them for poor work ethics.

There were more of them compared to Alicia, but then again, Prim doesn't exactly have a killer edge to her.

Might as well make some small-talk. All while having the amusing idea of the pink-haired girl failing to lift up a simple blade.

"Hello Princess Fiori." I nodded at the princess with a bow. Her eyes turned to me, them opening slightly in surprise, but quelling when they saw who it was.

"Hello sir." She noted with a small smile. "It's nice to see you again."

"It's always a pleasure Princess Fiori." I answered honestly. After all, it was always nice to admire her open cleavage, her cute face, her child-bearing hips…okay, these uniform pants were tight enough, don't need to add to it.

"So why are you here though?"

"Well I like this place." I answered for my host. "It certainly seems to put people like me in a good mood." Of course, he gets bored after a few minute, but those minutes are enough for him to enjoy the tranquility of it all.

She chuckled softly at that. "Yeah…I like it here a lot. I especially love feeding the animals that come here." And the birds and squirrels chirped in agreement.

"You're an animal lover?" I surmised. That doesn't surprise me to be honest. Geez, healing, animal-loving, pink hair…this girl was a walking check-list of all things pure and innocent.

Other then the clothing of course.

Prim nodded. "Of course…after all they…" Her face frowned.

"It's alright if you don't talk about it…" And in three-two-one…

"It's fine." It gets them every time. Reverse-psychology is very much ingrained into the mind of nearly every human around. It makes anybody a chatterbox.

"I…I never had much friends growing up." She admitted with a small sigh. "I had Alicia, but I never had other girls my age to play with. So I grown closer to any animals that I can feed. Soon it just became a habit for me"

The standard lonely princess sob story I see.

"Growing up, I wanted to be the best ruler I could be." Prim smiled wistfully. "And also accomplished something else…it's the first thing I have planned once this horrible war is over"

"What exactly is it?"

"I want to be a bride." She stated with a blush.

"A bride?" My mouth turned upward in a smirk. "That's what you want to be when we win the war?"

The pink-haired girl flushed at that, but she didn't protests. "Yes…my parents have been together for many years and they were both so happy…I was hoping to one day feel that happiness for myself."

My face contorted in a humorous smile. "Trust me; there is plenty of happiness that comes with marriage. Like making kids for example." And definitely the process of it.

She nodded innocently at that, well it's not like most people immediately get it. "To have a child of my own one day…to have a family at all…I really want to do that one day."

"Just so we're clear here…when a mom and dad love each other very much."

"I know what you mean." Prim flushed furiously at that. Looks like she wasn't as ignorant as one would think "I had tutors explain it to me how it works…it's not something I like to think about. You only need to do it for the children after all"

What a pure innocent desire. Having sex for the sake of the kids and the kids alone. Well, girls like her usually understand why people do sex for the sake of sex on their wedding night.

"That is…" I continued. "If Alicia would allow someone to touch her dear sister. I can see her threatening any potential suitors that would try to woo you."

Prim exhaled at that, "I love Alicia a lot. But sometimes I think that she never forgot that image of me as a little girl."

'Well it's your fault for being so damn cute.' I lamented.

"I just wish she didn't treat me like a child." Prim pouted. "I'm not exactly a toddler who needs her holding my hand!" And this was sure to be shocking for anyone not familiar with the two.

"I heard Alicia got a present for you."

"Oh really?"

"Something that can protect you if you wander off by mistake."

It sounded nice, but it probably amplified her frustrations even more. Her frown was clear for me to see.

Ah I see…even the most angelic of children have a hidden bratty side in them.

Maybe I could use this. Despite being the more innocent of the two, Prim actually has an interest in doing it to the opposite sex, even if it was in the whole 'I want to start a family of my own one day' that a lot of innocent people dream about.

"It was nice having this conversation Fiori."

"You too sir." Her voice betraying the tiniest bit of bitterness from her previous rant.

I can show her the road to pleasures of love and a certain type of happiness. One that Alicia would soon follow. The idea of screwing Prim in front of Alicia…oh that is a nice one.

Library

After my conversation with the princess, I went to the library to do some research on a certain tomb.

Truth be told, my curiosity about that grave was starting to get to me. It was pretty clear it held some sort of connection to Olga's long lived life, and my interest has yet to be sated.

Thankfully, locating the language used wasn't particularly difficult. A book on ancient language was very well-detailed, probably due to any generous elves, and I was able to match it with the one on that tomb.

The language didn't exactly resemble the one used by the Eostian's with their letters but the one used by my host's homeland with their symbols and drawings.

Due to this, it is much easier for me then the average Eostian to learn the language, especially due to the translator located near the end. It was more out of convenience that people don't use it anymore, after some complicated history regarding cultural diffusion that changed the Eostian language.

Methinks that certainly caused the elves of this land a massive headache when they had to learn a new language. I was studying the book, comparing it with what I remembered from the tomb, before something came my way.

"I never thought you for an ancient linguist." A dry voice commented from behind me. "Most people prefer the languages they know or the one that could be found in other countries."

The beautiful face of Olga Discordia made its way towards me. She had a small black book under her arm as she gazed at me stoically.

"What? Can you read it?"

"Of course I can read it just fine." Olga insisted. "I may look young, but don't forger how old I am. And my memory is quite good"

It was about a language from a few centuries ago. I suppose it would stand to reason someone like Olga would know it.

Needless to say, the other people in the library felt very nervous in the presence of the former dark queen. It's to be expected considering how long they have been at war with one another.

But they were irrelevant to this woman. All that matter to her right now was the man in front of her. Who easily deduced exactly why I was researching ancient text.

"You have shown interest in that grave, yes?" It wasn't a question. It was a pure statement. One that we both knew the answer to.

"No offense, but I have more reasons to be wary of you." I pointed out reasonably. "You were the one who we were fighting for the last century or so…"

Her eyes narrowed at that, but she reluctantly knew that was the truth.

"So pardon me for being a bit paranoid on what exactly that grave said. Who knows? Maybe it contains some sort of secret"

"Don't get too disappointed." She drawled, shaking her long black hair. "It's not something that you should be concerned with."

"I'll be the judge of that." I decided.

"Not my fault if you waste your time…" She commented before smirking. "Of course, that's what human kind tends to do."

"I personally think that's more of an elf thing." I retorted while rubbing their chins. "You live for so long compared to humans, you grow a little complacent." And that actually got a glare from her. Guess you can call that a victory…more or less.

"I suppose if that how you would want to justify it…?" Her bronze eyes rolled. "But I doubt it will work."

"Like justifying your aide's hated?"

"Chloe's hatred is more then justified."

"It's explainable." I shot back. I couldn't care less to be honest, but it was my host's acting up again I suppose "Hatred is pretty hard to justify. Reason? Of course, but never justify."

"If you experienced what she did…" and she was actually starting to growl at that.

"Not the time or place." I pointed out, revealing the downright tenseness emanating from the various people around us. And the blatant glare of some guards made that especially clear.

We both stopped talking at that, her glare never leaving me. I suppose it might scare a lesser man, but I have received much more acidic glares before in my life even if it was from less powerful people.

And maybe she can answer a question I've been pondering since we're on the subject.

"Speaking of Chloe." I drawled. "How did you manage to pick her up anyway?"

"And why would you want to know that?" She questioned, clearly displeased with our current topic.

"Curiosity I suppose." I answered with a shrug. "I knew she was a former slave. Did you break her out?"

"She escaped on her accord." Olga revealed with a hint of pride. "She escaped into the dark lands and met up with me by pure chance."

"I'm surprised you didn't care that she was only a half-elf." I noted.

"How human of you to think that." Olga snorted dismissively. "All dark elves are under my rule. It is my duties as their queen to take care of them, regardless of race."

Hmph…she really does love her people doesn't she? In that regards, I suppose it makes sense that she is Celestine's counterpart as an all-lover for her people. "Well that's…unironically touching actually…good on you then!"

She gave me a long stolid gaze, only quietly fazed by my compliment, and walked out without a word. Her breasts jiggling on that shelf she dare call a top.

That woman clearly does not regard me as something to be overtly worried about. And to be fair, that was something I was trying to do. Nevertheless…

This grave of hers…something tells me that it will be key to controlling her once and for all.

If she became weak in magic recently, whose to say I won't eventually taste her supple body?

Time to get some work.

Graveyard

After borrowing the translation book from the library, I made my way to the graveyard with a light by my side and a thirst for information.

And I was more then a little surprised to see a member of the Princess Knight there. Claudia to be precise. God even when I don't personally seek them out, I still have a habit of finding them.

Claudia was out of her standard armor, but instead was clad in a long white dress. It was actually quite decent to be honest, the only really perverse things about it is how it accentuated her curvaceous figure. I guess she was those, 'if it is necessary to show skin' type of person.

In any case, the knight was placing some flowers onto the grave. And the amount of flowers told me that this was a habit that she had.

And I have a pretty good idea whose grave it was. Might as well be a good underling and walk up to her.

"Ms. Levantine." I nodded at my commanding officer. She looked at me in slight surprise, but it didn't last long as she turned to the grave.

"Hello Uzumaki." She greeted with a tinge of sadness in her voice.

"You're here to visit your husband?" I asked.

She nodded. "I suppose it's rather obvious isn't it?" Well…yeah.

"So that's his grave." It was a decently sized one, befitting a noble I suppose. The name Klaus Curtis as well as the epithet 'Expert scholar, beloved Husband, and good man' was inscribed into the tomb.

Looking at his birth date and calculating it with his death date, he was actually in his early forties when he died. I guess his aging caught up to him I suppose.

Wait…wasn't he and Claudia friends growing up? That would put Claudia in her late-thirties/early-forties. Damn! And she didn't eve have the excuse that Celestine and Olga have that they're a different species. If she actually became a mother, she would be a total MILF.

She smiled with a shadow of pain. "Yes it is. It's what he would've liked"

"Why wasn't he buried in Ken?" I pointed out the obvious. "That region is his homeland isn't it?"

Claudia merely close her eyes at the question, her beautiful face scrunched up in thought.

"Are you interested in my ramblings?" She bluntly asked.

"Well you are you…" I admitted. "Most people would love to know about the Princess Knights…and you are my boss too…"

That actually got a chuckle out of her. "Fair enough." As she picked herself up and still gave the grave a long look.

"Klaus…never had much happiness in Ken." She lamented. "He wasn't exactly the warrior type, which was why he and father never got along…the other children likewise bullied him a quite a bit too"

Classic tale of wimpy son and sportish dad, I got it. But something tells me that there was more to the story.

"Then father found me." She revealed. "He took me in and taught me everything I know. And most of all, I was good at it." She's understating herself. She was a god damn prodigy from what I recalled.

"Klaus…never blamed me for it. In fact he was very supportive…I guess that gentleness was what made me fell in love with him." And dear god was that not the sappiest thing I ever heard. It was strangely cute to see her reminisces like that.

"One day he proposed, and I accepted it." She clutched at her had, revealing beneath her usual gauntlet was a shining ring. "At first he was worry that Grave wouldn't allow it."

"But father allowed it." Her face darkened "He had one condition thought. Make a strong heir."

"Considering you don't pay child support, I'm guessing…?"

"My husband…was sterile. I was perfectly fertile, but Klaus was unable to properly produce much, and whenever he could, it wasn't enough…" Her face only slightly embarrassed at it.

That…that seemed unfortunate. I remember having kids before. Having that much sex would have to result in it. My memories are hazy, but I liked to think I was a good father, even if the way they were procreated weren't exactly ideal.

"Perhaps his slightly quick aging caught up to him." Claudia noted wistfully. "Maybe it affected his ability as a man."

Yeah he didn't really look young. He didn't even look middle-aged!

I actually pitied the man a little. Being blessed with a woman like Claudia for a wife, and yet being cursed to be impotent. That would drive any living man absolutely nuts that they can't use their nuts.

Death was probably a relief for him.

"And as you can guess. Father wasn't happy with my husband. The fact that he was the only blood heir of Levantine really aggravated him. He was hiring researchers to find out some way Klaus can procreate. Even if it was just for once"

"But then Klaus died." I finished.

The holy knight nodded. "Yes…yes he did."

"Have you ever thought about…?"

"The wounds are still deep." She smiled sadly. She picked herself up, curvaceous body bouncing as she does so, and nodded at me.

"My father was very displeased." Claudia revealed. "We may agree on a lot of things, but Klaus was never one of them."

Yeah I met the guy. He seemed decent enough I suppose, but his frustrations with his son being unable to produce an heir must have droved him crazy. That was a bit of a gimmick that Eostian's have.

Especially on the fact that he looked like his brother as opposed to his son.

"He's actually considering remarriage to produce another heir." Claudia sighed. "I am still only an adopted child no matter how strong I am."

"Sounds complicated." I lamely admitted. "Sure your old man can still get it up?"

"Yes…he can. And that fact only worsened his relationship with Klaus."

Okay, this was getting kind of heavy

"Thank you for listening to the rambling of a middle-aged woman." Claudia admitted. "I just wanted to get this stuff of my chest."

And Claudia went on her way, her long brown hair shining in the moonlight. I turned to Klaus's tomb and chuckled a bit.

I patted the grave with a smile. "Don't worry Klaus…I'll take very good care of your wife." That poor woman…she wasn't a virgin, but it was clear that she never once had much fun in bed. I'll help her out.

Her connection to her father-in-law played a key role in this. As well as her remaining love for her husband. Oh she can keep on loving him if she wants.

She just needs to accept me as her owner before she could…and by then, she probably wouldn't care about him anymore.

In any case, let's see what type of grave that Olga was paying close attention to.

It was located near the tall-end of the graveyard, where the first graves were probably buried.

Using the book, I was able to translate what was written. It was surprisingly complex. Sure going by words was simple enough, but the grammar made things a bit confusing. But I eventually was able to do it…only for me to get a single sentence:

'Beloved Friend: Alma. May you live in peaceful rest'

So a former comrade of Olga huh?

This is catching my eyes more and more. I don't know if it's something useful for me, but my interest in this is growing more and more.

Because I saw this name before…oh my god was this world full of coincidences. For me to see to this name again…then again that's not right.

I never saw this name before…but my host did.

It was something he found in his travels, an ancient journal. It was something that he hid deep in his findings since a book written in a language no one uses didn't strike most people as overtly valuable.

Translating this book will take a while, so I'll save it for another day, and allow my host to rest.

But if it gives me a clue for Olga…then I would just have to take it.

Naruto's POV

"You know how some animals breed?"

"Hmph?"

"The males completely skip any attempt at courtship. They find the first fertile female they find, and force them to breed her. And the female knows her place and submits her body to her mate."

It was pretty clear what the light was telling me. Something that was more then a little illegal when done on a human.

"That…you really can't do that in human society."

The light sighed. "I am very well aware of that."

"Don't sound so disappointed."

"Why not?"

"Because of how unethical it is." I deadpanned. "Come on man. Use your head. And I mean your brain!"

"But don't forget. Men are hunters, and women are the prey." Pointing at the sight of various male animals tackling what I presume are female hammer.

"In their mind, their will always be a desire for submission." He continued. The male continued to hammer into the female.

"To be degraded into a simple bitch." He finished as the light went away. At the same time the female stopped struggling

While the cool water run down my body, I thought long and hard about what I discovered about that grave last night.

Alma was it? I feel like I was digging into a big mystery, but honestly speaking, it's too tempting not to find out how it all fit into her.

Oh yeah…I think I rather just ignore my dreams now. Might have to jack off a few times, but as long as it keeps me cool, I'm all for it.

Anyhow today we got a special request from some of the nobles.

It was time to do some hunting. Me? I got a boar. All right, that should be easy enough.

As I was about to hunt down the boar, something interesting happened. At first it seem like the boar was attacking the pig, but it was something a bit more…primal

When I saw the boar attacking the female, and the way the female just submitted to its will, I suddenly came to a realization.

'Oh for fucks sake.'

Was it just me? Or am I just being a perv…probably just me.

I quickly got a boar, and made my way out for my duties, pretty lost in my increasingly perverse thoughts.

I have to get a girlfriend...or maybe cool off…Wait, wasn't there…? I got it.

There's actually a makeshift lake at Eostia's Castle. It wasn't particularly big, but it fulfilled its purpose well.

But it also doubles as a beach…

You know what that means:

Swimsuits! And I know just the sweet spot…

But don't think about breeding with them.

Lake

This was one thing my host shared a love for besides some of the obvious.

The appreciation of swimsuits.

Swimwear was truly a genius idea. It was essentially wearing one's underwear openly, but without accusation of peeking.

Bouncing breasts with cloth only covering the tip, fines asses being visible due to tight bottoms…heck some of the wet-suits were quite nice.

They may cover your whole body, but it sure does stick tight. They accentuate the hips, chest, and behinds of any attractive female. And the various females having fun was certainly a nice sight.

And the cliff my host found was perfect for admiring the view!

I was merely there enjoying the sight of all the bouncing flesh before me, until I heard footsteps behind me.

"You could stand to be a bit more subtle." A calm voice commented. I rolled my eyes at that particular comment.

"Hey, it's the only time a girl will be exposed in public, let a guy enjoy it while he can." I deadpanned, not even bothering to turn around. I recognize that overtly polite tone anywhere. "And what are you even doing here?"

"It's my favorite place." She deadpanned. "I've come here whenever I have some free times and admire the waters…"

Kaguya, sadly, was not clad in a swimsuit, but rather carrying a basket and clad in her typical robes…which to be fair, were quite revealing. Seriously, why doesn't she wear pants? Why cover up her entire top if the bottom is going to be bare?

Well at least I can ogle her long creamy legs and her perfect round ass. Then again, I should've been a bit more subtle about it since it wasn't long before she griped at me.

"Now cut that out." She deadpanned with the slightest bit of annoyance. The shrine maiden probably caught my blatant staring. "I don't need someone showing indecency at my body."

"You are aware of what this type of clothing is correct?" wondering if she was actually clueless on her lack of shame.

"It is merely the clothing of the shrine." Kaguya bristly stated with an apathetic gaze. "Our bodies are for our god and our god alone. Exposing ourselves is merely a small price to pay."

Ok, now I am pretty certain her god was some sort of perv. Must've been a bottom loving guy as opposed to a top guy. He has to be if this was the dress code that he accommodated. Well it is very easy on the eye. But it didn't exactly scream practicality.

And I actually received a slap upside the head. It didn't particularly hurt, but I sure as hell didn't expect it.

"You're disrespecting my god again." She didn't seethe, but she was close to it. Dear god, does this girl ever show an increase in her emotional decibel?

"Sorry." I deadpanned.

"Good enough I suppose." She sighed while shaking her black hair, where she forged her strange crown. She sat down in a seiza position and picked something out of her basket.

And my eyes rose at what exactly it was.

"Sushi?" I questioned. "That's rather…typical."

"I may have spent a good chunk of my life for my sect." Kaguya admitted, while breaking apart some chopsticks. "That doesn't mean I buried myself from simple pleasures."

I couldn't help but smirk at that. At least she has some semblance on how to enjoy things. "So what do you do when you actually have free time?"

"I read." She tersely answered, sucking a roll into her mouth. Oh how wouldn't I like her to suck my…

"You remembered what I told you correct?" Once again picking up my fantasy. Have to be careful when I actually go through with things.

"Hey, just because I don't have a chance doesn't mean we can't have friendly conversations." I cordially retorted.

She nodded at that.

"Do you think it could've been possible if it weren't for you being you?" I openly questioned the shrine maiden.

"Who knows…?" Kaguya noted. "I was just an unimportant orphan. Without my god, I doubt I would go somewhere important."

"You started as an orphan, and now look where you are." And it was fairly impressive.

"I like to believe my god shown me the way." Yeah, that's a regular pious answer I suppose.

"So out of curiosity, do you lose your powers when you're virginity is gone?"

"No one tried, no one risked it, and no one was tempted to break it." She curtly answered, clearly annoyed where the conversation has gone. "And I have my weapon if someone tries to force me."

"So what exactly is your weapon?"

"You'll pray that you won't have to see it." With a bit of a dangerous grin on her a face.

In all honesty, I found it sexy in a way only she could pull off.

"Welp, we're done now. Hope you had a pleasant conversation." I decided after we finished our meals.

"It was nice I suppose." She nodded at me, smiling just a tiniest bit more then usual.

And she walked away, every inch of her indecent back bouncing through the elements.

As I admired her body from afar, I can't help but remember my host's infatuation with her. He wanted a relationship, so I'll help him get it

Only it won't be a mutual relationship.

But for now, let us enjoy this impromptu picnic of sushi and ramen…what? My host's taste buds are my taste buds now too.

Such as the desire to taste Kaguya in every way.

Court

It was soon after did I get the command to pick up some documents for the army. I was admittedly influenced by my host's influence, but I felt a complete and utter sense of annoyance at the thought.

The place was a hive of misery and debauchery. Where the most hated members of the entire Eostia's Castle gather. With people lives completely unaware of what outcome they'll get and where they have to pay a ridiculous amount of money.

The courtroom

All joking aside, the court has some documents that the army need. I was just about to make my way into the building…

SLAM!

Only to slam right into someone carrying an abundance of files.

And there was Chloe growling on the ground, clearly unhappy with her current position. Legs open wide to reveal her barely covered pussy and body. Deciding to do the nice thing, I reached my hand down for her.

Chloe grunted, and ignored my hand. Rude, but not surprising.

She took the papers and left, but with nary a word

"Didn't even make conversation." I found myself lamenting

I decided to read the file that caught my eye that I managed to swipe while she wasn't looking.

Oh…it was actually Chloe's profile. Oh this will be good.

Name: Chloe

Sex: Female

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Red

Father: Richard Dwyer

Mother: Anne

Species: Hybrid (Human father and elven mother)

Former owner: John Mandeville

The origin of the slave seems to come about when noble Richard has had an intimate encounter with his elven slave. This is not so unusual, but he forgoes any contraceptive thus resulting in pregnancy.

Due to currently unknown circumstances, Richard allowed the birth to happen and didn't lay a hand on his elven slave as she gave birth.

Not seeing any point in raising the child, Robert auctioned her off, only allowing Anne to raise the child for a couple of years. Many attempts to escape during that time were made, but she never could get far enough to stay hidden.

High-ranking noble John Mandeville managed to win the bid, and have used Chloe as one of his prize slaves as soon as the girl could learn comprehension.

However, the slave turned out to be more resourceful then her mother, as she used the day a merchant was visiting the Mandeville estate to escape her chained life.

After the child escaped, the slave was founded by the Dark Elves, and later became the current aide of the Dark Queen: Olga Discordia. Any members of the slaver groups have since been executed in her presence.

Chance of Retrieval: Next to Impossible. Slave is under the jurisdiction of the Princess Knight. Any crimes she committed won't let us retrieve her again. Not to mention she herself has proven too strong for any of our fighter.

Chloe wasn't even referred to as a living being. Not even as an animal. She was purely an object and not even in the fun degradation of the word. And it was actually quite depressing in a sense. I may enslave woman, but I never forced them to give up their kids…and certainly not young children! That's just…gross.

Anybody would gain hatred for humanity if they had to suffer what she suffered…Olga wasn't exactly kidding now that I think about it.

I had children with my slaves before. My memories of them were hazy, but I believed I took care of them properly and raised them as a true father would. I never once considered my daughters as potential candidates for my lust.

There were lines even I won't cross after all. (Of course it always made it awkward when the sweet innocent child say that mama calls you her master…)

If I was in his shoes I would've kept all my slaves and forced them to love me, and they would soon be happy. Sure noble life would've been difficult, but to sell your own daughter? That's…crossing a line for me.

But as long as this hatred festers within Chloe, I cannot take her as my own. She probably never once enjoyed her youth. How could she? She was a young girl; it was next to impossible for her to get off on sex.

I want to show Chloe the way. Show her the way of proper pleasure. Her childhood traumatized her from sex, but now that she has grown, she can finally enjoy what it means to be a woman.

Maybe finding a way to scout this Mandeville and punish him might be useful.

I have the picture of Mandeville a long stare with his elderly appearance right down to his crooked back. She is far too young for you old bastard. Let someone younger and more virile handle this.

And I will kill you if you lay a hand on my slave ever again.

In my musings, I suddenly heard a small crash. And there I saw a man cloaked in robes looking at a broken urn in panic. In his arm was an entire folder of documents.

One that I recognized as strategy charts.

It was there that I came to a realization. This man was a spy here to steal the secrets of the army.

Throwing a kunai at his legs, the man groaned and fell over, scattering his papers around him.

Some soldiers and nuns made their way to the sound, as I quickly explained the situation to them

The nun looked at the man in shock. "Father Cyrus?!"

Oh…this just got complicated.

Church

It was a bit disastrous to be honest. An Eostian's priest openly conspiring with Kuroinu to get his rewards.

Especially when it was revealed that he preferred his partners younger…

As in toddlers and the work...

Needless to say, his captors weren't particularly gentle with him when they arrested him…like at all.

Due to my efforts, I had the honor of being personally congratulated by Celestine herself...well as much as I could be.

We were in the church gazing up at Laurendeau's statue, and the high elf wasn't in a particularly cheerful mood due to the revelation on what type of person her follower was.

"It's sad isn't it?" Celestine noted with a sigh as she gazed out the window. "That people would succumb to his level." Needless to say, this was crossing a line for me.

"He's a freaking pedo! They're the guys who burn the most in hell!" Trust me, I've been there before, and they have it really freaking bad over there. As they well should. I might be targeting Ruu-Ruu but this was under the knowledge that she is an adult despite her looks.

She gifted me a slight frown for that comment. "We're in church; we don't openly discuss the fate of sinners."

"Cmon…he's pretty much an acceptable target!"

"Uzumaki." And there was some actual force in her word reminiscent of an actual goddess. Not bad.

As I stopped talking, she turned back to her statue, and gazed up at her past's self sadly.

"Why is it…that I cannot heal souls?" She openly questioned. "I could've healed that man before he submitted to his lust."

"Hey, that guy…"

"I was not speaking of Cyrus." Celestine retorted. "I've meant my powers in general."

"So you would've healed Volt?"

The goddess nodded. "Indeed, but not just him…"

"I could've healed Olga's hatred. I would've healed the lust of demons and violence of monsters." Celestine nodded looking down at her chest. "I could've done so much...and yet these powers aren't strong enough."

She truly wanted all of them to be happy and peaceful together huh? She was enough of a realist to know that ain't lucky, but the attempt was nice anyway.

"What do you intend to do?" Celestine questioned. "They are your friends aren't they?"

"Not…not anymore." I answered, making myself come across as sad, using my host's own emotion made that easy. It must've work considering the look of sympathy the goddess send my way. We stood in silence for a while...until a guard hastily made his way into the room.

"We're under attack from some fighters!" The knight hastily revealed, wheezing for breath.

"Who is it?"

"We believe them to be members of the Kuroinu Mercenaries!" The knight revealed.

"I have some mercenaries to fight." I answered. Celestine nodded her way and went back to praying at her former self's statue.

And why does she keep looking at her breasts whenever she discuses her power to heal? Could it be…? If that's the case, then this might be fun.

My corruption spell is ready to go. The ingredients weren't overly complex; all you need to know is the origin of the magic.

Now all I have to do is to see when Celestine actually uses her healing power.

And blackmailing the poor women to come to me for the cure.

Bounty Office

They members of kuroinu here... they weren't any I've met before.

It was Maia manning the stations today at the bounty office. Clearly she must have heard the news and wishes to see for herself.

She gave the members of the kuroinu mercenaries a long sad gaze. None of them giving her as much a gaze considering they were currently knocked out. Even if they weren't the were clearly new members.

As I walked up to her, she barely noticed my presence. I figured now would be a good time to make some amends.

"Sorry about what I said…" I lamely started.

"Why?" Maia called out.

"Huh?"

"Why are they doing this?" Maia questioned with a saddened look as she looked on to the latest prisoners.

"As in why are they fighting against us for the sake of perverse minds everywhere? Take a while guess." Once again, my voice coming out a deadpan at her surprised tone.

"I know Hicks and the others weren't pure-minded…"

"Understatement."

"And Kin is too loyal to what Volt promises him…""

"Kin doesn't give a crap about that thing. Neither with males nor females" I pointed out form what I recall. "He's only in it for the power."

Yes Kin was an asexual. He had no real interest in romance or sex. This made him a bit of an anomaly for our less intelligent folks who just can't comprehend the idea why someone wouldn't want to bang.

"Why…just why?" Her bangs completely covering her eyes, and it was clear she didn't anyone to see her.

"Maia…" I gently called out. "We have to accept…that our friends no longer…want to fight for the sake of our country."

When she turned to me, I half expected her to be angry again. But I was wrong

Because there were tears in her eyes. And before I knew it, the mercenary knight flung onto me for a hug, sobbing into my shoulders.

I tightened the hug, secretly enjoying the feeling of her plump breasts pushing into my chest, as I consoled the crying girl.

"Why?" Maia sobbed. "I-I know…we can't be saints…but do we have to be so opposed to one another. I loved Volt…no…I still love him! I shouldn't, but I just can't stop!"

"Maia." I soothed her, ignoring the urge to grab her protruding ass. "No one will fault you for feeling this way. You're always a human before your anything else."

"Even a woman?"

"Even guys feel this stuff…we just don't like openly admitting it."

"I'm sorry." Maia apologized rubbing my eyes. "For being angry with you…when you were in the right about Volt."

"I'm not offended."

"So what do they plan to do?" Maia finally asked. "What plan does Volt have?"

"I think they have traitors." I surmised the most likely option and my experience with that pedo-priest. "Help them out, and they get a taste of the Princess Knights!"

"Traitors?" My friend sound aghast at the idea.

"Is it really that bizarre an idea?" And I emphasized my point by gesturing to her clothes.

Maia let out a long sigh. Clearly she was one of the few here who could see the problem. "If only that was the only problem."

"Huh?"

"The others…this is the first war most of them fought in…And I wouldn't call them expert on what to do…" She lamented. "The battle with Olga and the dark elves was more manipulation and deceit, and regular soldiers can handle the monsters thrown our way. I think it made some of the others not as competent."

I see…years of peace have made a good chunk of the Princess Knight complacent. Despite the war with the Dark Elves, that was only a big problem a few years back

Because today is a war-filled day...

Wonder how Volt is doing. And what exactly his current strategy is at the moment.

Black Castle

The dark, gloomy Black Castle…once created by Olga Discordia to serve as her base, it has since been used as the current base for the Kuroinu mercenaries after her forced self-departure.

And a meeting was going on today.

Gathered in Volt's new throne room were some potential allies. One who can help them conquer Eostia and the Princess Knight.

There was a downside of being a beautiful virgin…it means many men will do anything to get a taste of you. And allying with the man who intends to make woman sex slaves is an ideal idea for them.

They have all earned their way into their respective land's high council from their past actions, or they have the sheer ability to help Kuroinu invade their respective region. Each having their own motive for wanting to aid Kuroinu.

Siamhaza was a magician from the land of Thorn and one of the shrine maiden's personal advisers. The man's body could not be seen considering his entire body was covered in a cloak and his skin was covered head-to-toe in bandages.

Siamhaza was a scientist interested in creating a special type of insectoid monster. The man held the desire to use Kaguya's body for his experiment, since her powerful body holds the secrets he needs to create a powerful monster for his control.

By his sides were two enormously overweight humanoids clad in some fancy suits. They were the Mortadella brother's Ponti and Conti.

The fatness was justified since the brothers were two pig-beasts, monsters that are quite sapient and able to live among the humans. They were identical, save for the fact that Ponti was in a pink suit and Conti was in a yellow suit.

The brothers were a bit of celebrity in the land of Ur. They are some of the highest selling merchants due to their surprisingly smart business plans and the works, and have since become head of finance for their kind.

However, they held a certain lust for Princess Prim. Like many, the dissonance of her childish appearance yet her womanly figure made her an object of lust for them, and they doubt a formal courtship will let them get close to her, so they ended up joining Volt.

After him was a man who shared a similar girth, but was obviously human. He was an elderly man with a plump gut and a thick mustache. He was Beasely, the prime minister of Feoh.

He holds a certain candle to Alicia. To him, Kuroinu was like a wish come true if it enable to allow him to have sex with the royal princess.

Standing by him was a similarly elderly man, except he was even older considering he needed a crutch and was hunched over. John Mandeville, one of the top nobles of Eostia.

As Chloe's former owner, it was in his pride that he wanted her back. And maybe he could also taste Olga as well.

Michelle Pantielle, shared the brothers and Beasely's gut, except unlike them, he felt the need to showcase his protruding stomach to the world, much to most people's displeasure. The man was the son of a famous noble from Ansur.

He was a complete and utter buffoon. He was gluttonous and greedy, and his father is just short of disowning him. Except he's too thick to realize that he is unwanted. This applies to Maia, someone who Michelle wants to bang, but for reasons obvious to everyone but himself, she rejected him, so he joined Kuroinu.

The next man would surely shock anybody watching in on the scene. Grave Levantine, whose very presences made the ones closest to him shudder in fear. His hulking form loomed over the meeting.

Why was such a well-respected noble here? He wishes to continue his bloodline, but due to Klaus's impotency, that proved to be a bit hard. And the only way to do that was to impregnate Claudia herself and he found joining Kuroinu gave him the way he needed.

Father Alex. He actually didn't want to join Kuroinu for lustful reason. In fact, he honestly couldn't care less about that stuff.

He saw Celestine as a heretic who didn't deserve her title as a pure goddess or his status. It didn't help that he was the supreme leader of the church before Celestine was born. And he lost his powers after she became old enough to lead.

To most it just feels like someone sore about losing their power to an admittedly superior person.

None of the others felt the need to bother the priest, especially given his help. Though they did admit that his point about Celestine being an object of temptation was correct. That woman doesn't exactly fit the bill of pure in appearance.

There were also some orcs, but they weren't there at the moment. They were a brute of hulking monsters that held a fascinations with Halflings. Their strength made them a prime contender for allies.

And by Volt's side were his two right hand men, Hicks, one of his most loyal fighters, and Kin, his mage.

Right now, the members were discussing the news of their spies recent capture and subsequent defeat

"So Cyrus failed?" Volt drawled out with an apathetic tone.

"Indeed sir. And two of our soldiers were also caught." Alex noted with a sigh. "And both failed to gather any new sort of information."

"It's highly likely they'll be interrogated soon…"

"Bah…It's not like they know anything important." He noted uncaringly about his two failure of a soldiers. "Let's move on to other matters…"

"How's progress on your respective invasions?" He nodded toward the members

"Nothing of note." One of the brothers noted. "The princesses aren't there at the moment." The other brother stated.

The other muttered their assent. As long as the Princess Knights were still in another location, no one can properly invade the region and call it victory. It will take far too long for that matter.

"As you no doubt surmise, we can't exactly enter Eostia's Castle." Kin explained to each one of them.

"What about the teleport field?" Michelle questioned, his voice coming out a whine.

The slow drawling voice of Siamhaza rang out. "Unfortunately…only the Princess Knights and the Princess Knights alone know where the teleport field is and only they can use it. And as long as they don't submit, we can't go to the castle."

"And if we can't get to the castle." Mandeville continued. "We can't get the Princess Knights."

"As long as they're around, we can't exactly say we won, can we?" Grave questioned the answer obvious to all.

"Why not?" Asked Michael.

…Unless you're a buffoon.

"I'll explain later." Siamhaza answered, clearly not expecting to. "As for they themselves, none of them currently suspect us, but that's only because we haven't made any explicit moves yet."

"As for their soldiers…" Mandeville continued reading a report. "One that seemed to be gaining a bit of a reputation, and he was also the one who caught Cyrus, is a man named…Naruto."

Volt merely narrowed his eyes at the name. Whereas Hicks and Kin jump back in slight shock.

"So what exactly is this Naruto up to?" Volt bluntly asked.

"He is currently rising to the ranks as one of the best." Grave answered. "He's one of my daughter's favorite subordinates." And at that moment, Kin used his magic to showcase what he looked like.

"That's what he looks like." Michael rudely called out. "He seems weak!"

"I've met the man." Grave noted. "He didn't seem particularly skillful...and that what makes him dangerous?"

"And many made mistakes and died due to it." Siamhaza retorted, familiar with the man's reputation due to his history in Thorn as well as that of his father.

Volt nodded at the information, as well as some subsequent soldiers, but none of them held a candle to the first name.

After ordering them to start searching new ways to break the walls, the leader disbanded the meeting.

As the members departed from the room, Volt remained, his eyes closed in deep thought.

"Looks like we're going to have our rematch." Volt looks wistfully at his sword. "Too bad you have to join up with those bitches."

"Pity, we could've done so much together."

Next chapter will be the reminder of the war with Kuroinu. This was a simple preparation. Next chapter will actually explain what is going on with the war. The Lemon's are almost here. Just one more 'Stage' chapter, and we'll go into the individual girls. Think the more I finish, the more I peter out.

The glasses guy being asexual is a reference to the fact that in neither the game nor the anime, he never once shown having sex with somebody. I figured he decided to join what he thought was the winning side, and honestly didn't really care for having sex with anybody.

Those guys mentioned in the end are part of the Visual Novel.

Please Read And Review. College is getting busy, but I'll see what I can do.