“I will have to stress that whatever happens today will stay classified,” Lydia repeated for the third ti in half an hour. “This includes all matters of sexual nature, but first and foremost, we are talking about whatever Skills or abilities anyone in this group, including , reveals during this training. Nothing shall reach the public before I deem it to be necessary. Understood?”
“Ja, for heaven’s sake,” Rave groaned, “we agree. Now, can John please open a dungeon, so I can punch sothing really hard in the face?” The techno-lover had been inford about Lydia’s decision to beco a temporary mber of John’s harem. Of course, she was happy about that, more people in the bed ant more people she could, literally, fuck with. “Really, Lylytina, I thought you, Lylytina, were the type to just give direct orders that you, Lylytina, then waited to get followed. Like, if soone asked if you, Lylytina, could repeat that, you would make them run fifty laps around the Reichstag.”
“Is it necessary to repeat that nickna you have given so often?” Lydia asked, ignoring the quip at the end. Her nerves seed strained enough as it was.
“Is it necessary to repeat the sa instructions this many tis?” Rave shot back, “All we wanted to talk about is what level of enemies John should pick.”
Lydia’s fingers drumd on the dining table, then she sighed. “I suppose you have a point. I apologize,” she admitted, and attention turned to John who was looking at the monster table.
It did, nothing changed on that front. ‘This was all a little easier when I could just look at numbers above people’s heads… Gaia always nerfing is super annoying….’
The good news was that the mana cost reduction for the elentals was the Sticking Bonus from Elentalist. Also, that Challenge was pretty easy. Not that that ant the whole level would be easy, though. “Okay, how about we grind up through so dungeons and see how much experience you get for mobs at each stage…like Angels, let’s kill Angels,” he suggested at random.
“Wait!” Rave intervened, “I can see my level progression now? No more wild guessing?”
“At least Gaia told so,” John shrugged, “you’ll have to look that up for yourself.”
“Well, how?” Rave asked.
He raised an eyebrow, “Jane, did you seriously forget that you have your own Character Sheet as long as we are in a group?”
“Uhm…” the techno-lover looked to the side, “Noooo?”
“Jaaane?” John teased. “Are you, perhaps, a bit stupid?”
“Oh, shaddup!” she burst out and playfully boxed him on the shoulder. “Okay, yeah, I did forget, so how do I… okay, that’s easy.” The window appeared in front of her. Also, another change, although one John had noticed this one sooner. He could now see the windows of other people in his group.
Rave quickly found the purple bar, “Oh hey, I am already close to the next level, neat,” Rave said.
Lydia, who had followed the conversation, looked at her own window, “I am at about 5 percent,” she inford the group. “How peculiar an ability,” she followed it up, looking over the information displayed. “…So, this is what you see? Interesting… That aside, I agree to your plan, John.”
“Great, let’s go then!” John raised his arm and created the Instant Dungeon. All of them were imdiately pulled inside. Lydia’s hands moved hastily, causing pieces of tal around her to stir, obviously in preparation for sudden assailants.
“Relax, we need to enter so catacombs or stuff first,” Rave told her.
“Yup. Unless you get soone like Magoi, to put up another one of those Interdiary Barriers, we need to find the entrance to the actual dungeon first. Which is not really hard. For the Skaven it was a giant hole in the ground.”
John stood up and took the lead. They would probably find the answer outside. He opened the front door and was presented with a literal stairway to heaven. The steps were made out of platforms of radiant gold. Warm as the sight was, the air that washed over his skin was anything but. Hastily, he closed the door again.
“So, I have no idea if -quote unquote- heaven is temperate,” he admitted. “I think yes, several dungeons I have been in had so sort of sky or temperature changing effect, but I don’t know for sure. Want to take the risk or get our winter clothes first?”
“I say, I am not leaving the house if it is that cold, unless Salamander warms everything up,” Rave gave her opinion.
The elental girls took this as their signal to all materialize. “I an, okay, if I get the mana for it… but don’t expect to heat you all the way through all of the fights, I want to burn stuff,” Salamander comnted.
anwhile both Gno and Undine put in their best efforts to keep Sylph from interrupting the group planning. They succeeded by giving Sylph so basic math to do. While the air spirit was busy counting on her fingers and mumbling, her thought process regularly interrupted by her own whimsiness, the party was able to chat uninterrupted.
“I think it is better if we are cautious about this,” Lydia said.
“You at-people should really get your clothes,” Mono drily comnted, “Wouldn’t want your oh-so-important balls to freeze, would you, Master?”
“I am deeply sorry that I forgot to remind you of this possibility, master,” Aclysia added, bowing as if she was still holding the salver she had left behind in real-space.
“I think we all agree to get our jackets first then. If we don’t need them, I throw them into my inventory,” John stated.
Two minutes later they were at the sa spot but in considerably more fitting clothing. “Let’s do this!” Rave, enthused that things were finally taking a violent turn, shouted and kicked open the door. The piece of wood flew forwards and skidded over the tal walkway.
Lydia winced like a piece of her soul had been attached to that door. “My property!”
“Chillax, Lylytina,” Rave laughed, slowly lowering her foot. “It’s just a barrier.”
“I am very aware and yet I find such wanton destruction repulsive. Property is the backbone of civilization,” Lydia responded in her typical seriousness.
“You don’t want to face the Anti-Depressant then,” John said, “that boss fight levels the whole city. Anyhow,” he pointed at the stairs made from golden light, leading up to a giant gate placed up high. The actual dungeon was doubtlessly located behind that.
They made their way up there, all nine of them. Sylph and Salamander (the forr still trying to solve the mystery of 11 tis 33 divided by 3) were flying and what Undine did was not actually walking as much as flowing, but the rest of them, Lydia, Aclysia, Mono, Gno, Rave and finally he, himself, were actually walking. ‘Jesus, my party is getting big,’ John thought and glanced over his shoulder, ‘and I have fucked almost all of them. Everyone, except Mono… wonder if I’ll change that today…’
John had a few ulterior motives for wanting to grind out levels. Two, to be exact, that went beyond his stated goals of supporting Lydia in gaining an understanding and just general power increases. One was to get his Charisma to 25. That would not get done today, in all due likelihood, as he would need 3 Levels worth of Stat Points to achieve it.
Maybe it was wiser to get more Wisdom or Intellect, for combat and safety purposes. However, both Gaia’s warning regarding Relationship Slots and the fact that Charisma was the only Stat he had yet to get to 25 motivated him to divest. Well, that, and because he got a lot more out of Charisma these days. At his current value, he was about as charismatic as the average person. His powers made him more interesting than that, but if he wanted Lydia to actually fall for him he would need to get a bit better at this whole social thing.
Why stop at average, when he could beco superhuman even in this regard by just grinding more?
The second thing he wanted to do was to get Mono’s Libido to 10. The reasons for that were equally simple and sexually motivated. John enjoyed her company, from the sass to the intellectual banter. Having a cute woman like her totally uninterested in the erotic was just a waste. ‘Although I won’t just force it on her either,’ he reprimanded himself. Horny as he was, he wouldn’t just press the button when she wasn’t looking. Even if she was really, really cute…
Perhaps feeling her creator’s leering eyes on her, Mono shuddered and interrupted her happy talk with Gno to give John a death glare with her white eyes.
John quickly turned back to look at what was in front of him. His thoughts reached out to his obedient and older artificial spirit. ‘Hey, Aclysia?’ he asked over their ntal connection.
‘What is it, Master?’ ca the swift and calm response.
‘Would you object to raising your Libido to 25? I kind of want to learn what happens then.’
‘I would not. I do, however, feel obliged to remind you that I am currently experiencing a 145 percent increase in the Libido Base Stat due to having eaten a scale from Nathalia and a shard from her gemstone. Raising my Libido to 25 would put its effective value at over 50. I may experience major combat problems if I don’t get fucked regularly, opposed to the minor ones I will likely experience today.’
‘…You really want to have sex, don’t you?’ John asked.
‘No, that is not the case, master. I really want to have sex with you, specifically,’ Aclysia clarified, ‘I have not yet been fucked by you. Worse, you gave the princess priority, which is putting in an increasingly bad mood...’ After a slight pause Aclysia continued, ‘Excuse my behaviour, Master. You could fix this by giving about five orgasms.’
Aclysia being annoyed with him, that was new. Honestly, at tis, he had no choice but to admire the fortitude that the artificial guardian showed. She cooked his food, she killed his enemies, she ate his junk-loot, put up with his (and everyone else’s) wishes, kept him psychologically stable in tis of trouble, and all she wanted in return was a good dicking. That and a few words of appreciation.
‘You are the best, you know that? Seriously, you’re way too good for !’ John let all of his appreciation for her flow into these words. ‘I’m sorry for not giving you the ti you deserve. I’ll make up for it, I swear.’
There was a quick series of steps behind him, then Aclysia had caught up and kissed him on the cheek. “I hope you fulfil my request tonight, then,” she purred, leaving everyone else confused.
“What does she an?” Rave asked, “I do not like it when you have psychic conversations!”
“I only wish to claim master in bed tonight, mistress,” Aclysia stated. “Surely, you can grant this much?”
“Mhm, threeso sounds nice,” the techno-lover smirked.
“…Sure,” Aclysia agreed, but not imdiately and John felt a slight sting of annoyance from the artificial guardian.
That ntal fortitude wouldn’t survive forever it seed, and John was not sure if that annoyance was sothing related to Aclysia being underfucked, or sothing else entirely. Was there jealousy in his harem? If yes, how could he deal with that? How could he have his cake (or the entire bakery, considering the pleasing shapes of the behinds of his harettes) and eat it too? ‘I really need to heed Gaia’s warning and level my Charisma.’
With that on his mind, they stepped through the gates.
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