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The moment Jonathan arrived inside Olga's castle, he immediately began to look for her. It took him a short while, but when he found her, she was with Chloe the entire time. The Dark Elven girl had been focusing on practicing magic by creating several motes of light filled with miniscule amounts of energy that Jonathan knew was mana between her hands.

She even looked quite happy in doing so.

And Olga had glanced coldly at his way, as if expecting him to come at this time of the day.

"Forgive me, I've had businesses to attend to and managing my two villages was not that hard, all I had to do was give out a few orders and the rest follows." Said Jonathan as he approached Olga.

"I know, we've been watching for a long while." Olga replied, then giving him a deep frown filled with some disappointment, and surprise. "I did not expect you to take over that village, and you even intended to pillage and destroy that settlement, why did your mind change?"

Jonathan sat beside her, glancing at her with some degree of neutrality.

"Destroying and pillaging it doesn't benefit us, taking over Eostia, even if the process is slow it's enough." He replied, crossing his arms and shrugging them.

Even so, Olga doesn't seem very convinced, looking at him as if he were an idiot or something else.

"Taking over Eostia, hm...? I've done that before, many times in fact, and all were thwarted by Celestine directly or indirectly before I could properly take over 2 to 3 fortresses." Stated Olga, grumbling in dissatisfaction, hiding some of her thoughts deep inside her.

This was completely intentional, because she did not want to look weak in front of somebody who she was interested in, and her cold exterior is a facade so sturdy even Jonathan could not completely read her emotions unless she willingly puts down that facade.

Oh, and the time she began sobbing from earlier was her unintentionally lowering her facade, lost in thoughts and doubts.

Just thinking about that time made her think she should just bite her own finger off.

"I see. But, I will not change my mind. I'll become an Emperor, with you by my side as Empress."

"And since when did you make that claim? Don't flatter me for no reason, you're not strong enough to go around and face enemies stronger than you." Olga denied his words, again. But she really thought about it deeply, even imagining what would happen by that time.

'Maybe those humans will eventually kneel before me and lick my boots in subordination... yes, that's right... maybe even Celestine would also become my subordinate if that time does come, too!'

Her thoughts alone were making her feel better, yet... she does know that she will eventually be defeated at her level.

"I know. And you shouldn't imagine all that happening too soon. You're just a squishy wizard from the look of it right now." Was all Jonathan said, going immediately silent as he watched Chloe practice on manipulating mana while brining Olga's thoughts to a close.

Jonathan didn't even notice Olga clenching her fists harshly for a mere moment. She relaxed and inwardly sighed, staring at the dark, cloudy skies behind the window from outside.

"Chloe! How's your training going?"

The Dark Elven girl glanced at her adoptive father, and smiled.

"I like this! I want to learn more about elementals, too!" She replied, "Well, I know magic, but auntie Olga taught me how to summon elementals!"

She slumped down in disappointment, and then let him know that she right now couldn't properly summon real elementals at her current mastery, only having summoned wisps of light that would be able to guide her in her way.

Jonathan realized that she eventually could have different elementals as her allies with her contracts.

It was honestly such a refreshing sight, and Chloe had just finished feeding the wisps with her own mana, and feeling very satisfied, she immediately ran towards Jonathan and hugged him as it they have not reunited for months.

Not that he minds, they were together for quite a while now. And Chloe excitedly told him everything she has experienced with Olga, how she had been pretty strict with Chloe, and their interactions that allowed Chloe to find out that Olga wasn't always steel-faced.

And then, an hour later, nothing much happened, other than Olga wanting the presence of Jonathan around her.

"So, what is it again?"

"I require you to follow me upstairs."

"Upstairs?"

Through all his wandering in her castle, he hasn't at all found out about where even was upstairs, and now as he walked with Olga to a dead end in the hallways, he had a strange feeling about it.

Olga chanted a few foreign words, possibly similar to the German and even Icelandic languages out of her mouth, and the wall in front of them began to glow.

A path upstairs was opened up, and he followed Olga to a long spiral staircase leading into an unexplored room the Dark Elf Queen only knows.

The entrance suddenly closed, and a lightly thick fog enveloped the area. It had faint traces of mana, but something about it felt quite different.

Other than making the area look mysterious and intriguing, Olga doesn't seem to be bothered by it.

And while they climbed up, Jonathan wanted to ask her something.

"What do you want to do up in your secret chamber, anyways? I'm just curious." Asked Jonathan, and Olga briefly glanced at him.

"... For the greater good of our kind." Answered Olga, in a cryptic manner that he couldn't help but doubt her.

The moment they arrived to a large room that was as large as her throne room, Olga suddenly turned around and grabbed his face.

"That is why... you need to go to sleep, now!"

It was so sudden that Jonathan wasn't able to react in time, and then he began to fall asleep quickly.

He lost control over his body, and as he was about to fall back to the staircase, Olga pulled him closer.

She looked very regretful, but she saw it her own duty, so there wouldn't be any consequences, right?

Olga Discordia was so isolated from the lands outside that she didn't know what was truly happening outside of the world; not even knowing that there were other pure Dark Elves like her cousin, Mistiora, who went as far as to see any Dark Elf that trespassed her lands as not being a pure Dark Elf, even though there was a chance they could be.

And, male Dark Elves are seriously rare, so, so rare that only in 1 in a billion chance of a Dark Elf spawning, one might be born a man.

Olga was completely determined that if she copulated with him now, the eventual rise of their race is at hand!

She pulled Jonathan over to the middle of the room, undressing herself and Jonathan before she began a sacred ritual naturally seen between two Dark Elves, even though a man Jonathan was.

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The engravings and glyphs on the floor began to glow, and before she could think of proceeding with the ritual, Jonathan was already awake with a dark energy engulfing him for a moment.

He stood up with a groan.

"Guh... The hell is wrong with you, putting me to sleep like that..." He muttered, inspecting his surroundings and finding out that both of them were naked.

And his "Dark Lance" was already out, and it was hard as steel.

Olga was naked, breathing heavily with arousal, yet she looked pretty shocked too.

"I forced myself to wake up with a little bit of energy, by the way, I need some explanations!"

Olga shook her head, looking straight to Jonathan as she approached him with growing arousal.

"This... this is the impregnation ritual created by the Dark Elves hundreds of years ago, way before I was born..." Olga began to explain, trying to control her growing arousal and lust for Jonathan. "... it is said to have been created as a way for women to completely and successfully have children without the presence of a man..."

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The Dark Elven Queen leaped towards Jonathan, and their bodies dropped to the ground, their warmness being exchanged.

Jonathan couldn't really even help but actually feel her chest through his own, and honestly they feel really good.

It's as if she was molded for this.

"Still, I don't have much of a choice now, don't I?" He spoke quite casually, not hesitating to grope a feel on her behind.

"Y-Yes... and the process is very complicated, I doubt you... or some people would be able to stomach the information I would want... but I do have a... confession!"

"What is it, then?"

"Based on pure tradition alone... Once the ritual is completed by both man and woman, they will be officially married!"

"... I'll also admit something too... I actually love you, and right now it's not the time to talk! Let our love bloom as your cold heart begins to melt from this day forward!"

"... Dont be so overdramatic! Let's fuck!"

Right at this moment, Jonathan was beginning to feel the effects of the ritual at full force.

Although he was holding it back with Psychic Energy, he knew that the effects were beginning to intensify and if resisted more, the effects might become uncontrollable.

Therefore he let himself go.

The two eventually began to piston each other, and through that they began acknowledging each other, not as mere Queen and Subordinate, but soon to be Husband and Wife, King and Queen.

And...

Olga spent a day feeling her lower half go numb, defeated by a very vigorous and insanely skilled Jonathan.

It's as if she was lacking the capacity to even turn the odds to her favor.

Now... what will happen to the Dark Castle?

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