fantasy novels Chapter 315 315: What the fuck?
Chapter 315 315: What the fuck?
In the massive tower, after practicing for months, the six of them finally returned to the main hall, discussing some important matters.
Well, the important thing here was just their girl talk.
"Lucy…are those abs I see on you? Kek, is this the first time you have properly worked out?"
Seris chuckled and pointed at Lucy, her words igniting a wave of laughter across the room.
Lucy's face turned red when she heard her words, but…who was she? She was Lucy! She even dared to have beef with Yveline and Miranthu! How could a bunch of small fries take her on?
"Hah! Funny coming from you, Seris. I'm surprised my husband's pill factory is roaming freely, hehe."
"Pfff!"
Vivianne laughed out loud when she heard her words.
"Aye aye, it seems our dear Seris has finally met her match today."
Ophelia's shoulders trembled as she could barely suppress her laughter.
Seris' mouth twitched. "Pill factory? Bitch, at least my mother ain't getting plowed daily!"
She shot…a nasty blow!
"Tch tch, Seris, how low have you fallen?"
Miranthu shook her head, her whitish golden eyes glinting playfully.
"Y-You shut up! Almost everyone here has their mother's or sister's holes plowed!"
The Ender…Lucy released the ultimate weapon that shut every woman's mouth in the hall.
Because it was true, aside from Seris, everyone had had either their mother or sister fucked together with them.
"Fuck you, Lu—BAM!!!"
Before Vivianne could complete her words, the huge door creaked open!
"Is that—??"
Seeing the intruder up close, Zira couldn't help but twitch her eyes.
From the huge entrance, a tall being emerged. Its size was close to nine feet tall, with ashen grey skin.
Its facial features were rugged, and its hands were covered in numerous scars.
Ketu stepped forward confidently, his aura stronger than ever.
Under the surprised eyes of the women, Ketu stepped forward and bowed.
"Esteemed mistresses, I, the humble slave of the almighty master, have arrived to pass on the words of my master!"
He spoke; his words made Zira's brow twitch further.
"What in the boot-licking hell is this?"
Miranthu chuckled when she saw this. Turning towards Ketu, she spoke.
"Sir, please tell us."
She spoke in a graceful voice. Hearing her words, everyone turned silent. Vivianne's eyes shone playfully as she looked at Ketu.
After all, there was no way Rahu would send someone else in his place to relay the news.
"Mistress Miranthu, my master said to organize a massive tournament across the entire realm. And he said the arrangement should be satisfactory, or else he will plow every single woman in the harem for ten years straight."
Ketu spoke, his face straight and innocent as if he didn't realize the words he had just spoken.
Silence…pin-drop silence descended in the room.
Even the ever-calm Miranthu looked at Ketu with her mouth wide open.
"That…that bastard!!? Dares!?"
Vivianne stuttered, her entire neck turning deep red. Lucy blinked and looked down, specifically at the tiny hole she had down there.
And imagining Rahu plowing that poor girl for ten years straight sent chills down her spine!
Her eyes widened in horror as she snapped her head towards the rest of her savior sisters.
"S-Sisters, knowing that bastard, he probably…isn't joking! No way! Ten years straight!? I will be dead in a year or two!"
"Bitch…don't forget he governs over death itself!"
Every present woman felt a tingle down her thighs; even Azaria was no exception. Her face was a bit pale.
"Alright, it's decided then. Let's conduct a grand competition." Azaria spoke, her voice calming the present women.
"But what will be the theme?" Ophelia asked. Zira nodded when she heard her words.
They couldn't just conduct a battle royal; that would be boring in the eyes of the Emperor. They needed something interesting…something pleasing.
"No snu snu, it seems Rahu needs a bunch of solid warriors to turn into soldiers. So, remove that idea from your mind."
Miranthu waved her hands towards Lucy, who had almost entered her dream realm with Rahu. Miranthu's words snapped her mind back, and she glared at Miranthu.
"I-I didn't even say anything!"
A cute pout formed on the corner of her lips.
"So, what do you guys suggest?"
"I say, let's bring all our sisters here and then decide."
"Hmm, sounds good."
Azaria closed her eyes for a second. Her lips moved briefly before halting. Opening her eyes slowly, she spoke.
"They'll be here in a few minutes."
Miranthu nodded and tilted her head towards Ketu. She smiled. "Sir, I have relayed the news. You can rest assured now."
Hearing her words, Ketu bowed further. "Thank you, Mistress Miranthu."
Saying that, he vanished. The girls were all silent for a moment before Vivianne broke out in a chuckle.
"He sure is quirky, just like his master. Also, Rahu seems to value him a lot. Mind telling me what his specialty is?"
She turned towards Miranthu and asked, because they knew he was special. They didn't really know the why and how.
Rahu hadn't explained it to them, not because he wished to hide it, but…it wasn't really something worth sitting and talking about.
"Well…first and foremost, he…was a god. A high-level one at that. This guy tricked one of the higher gods and obtained his body."
"He…did what!!?"
Lucy's eyes widened; they had almost popped out of her sockets. Only a few of them knew the truth, and they had no reason to hide it.
"...No wonder. And he even bragged in front of me, calling Ketu one of the perfect creations. I wonder what his strength is."
Ketu…he was really one of a kind. After succeeding in creating him, Rahu used his body and flow as a template to create and transform his wives into his race.
Honestly, Ketu could even be called his blood familiar.
Creak!
"Sister!"
Lirae's cheerful voice echoed from behind the door, making the bunch of girls tilt their heads. But as soon as the group entered inside…one of the redheads stood frozen in her tracks.
"S-Sisters!? W-What the fuck happened to you guys?"