34 - No but stuff!

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[Point of View: Jason]

We absolutely fucked our brains out yesterday. So much so that I picked up two level-ups, stacked on top of the ones I got for screwing a new species.

[LEVEL UP! X3]

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[-] Leprechaun:

Attribute Bonus = +1 CHARM +3 LUCK

Critical Coincidence= Once a day, the probability of hitting a lucky shot increases exponentially, a rate determined by your LUCK attribute X100.

Sweet Misunderstanding= Minor misunderstandings and accidents always end favorably ‘ecchi’ for you.

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The first one offers combat uses as usual, but the second one basically turns me into a protagonist from an ecchi anime… which would be great, if I wasn’t already a hentai protagonist.

Now, time to snag the new milestone bonus.

[MILESTONE: The first to lay a new species]

Rewards:

- 5 New Random Spells.

- Unlock new magic systems .

- 1 additional party slot

- 20 FP points.

[MILESTONE: The first to lay a new species]

I smirk thinking how my harem just keeps growing and I'm actively looking for more now.

“So let's take an additional party slot…” I muttered to myself as I made the selection. “And check my status.”

[STATUS]

Name: Jason

Class: Hero Lvl 34

HP: 460/460

MP: 225/225

Status:

STRENGTH: 70 (84)

VITALITY: 75 (105)

AGILITY: 64 (76)

INTELLIGENCE: 50

WISDOM: 57

CHARISMA: 60

LUCK: 52

FP: 46

XP: 15%

[STATUS]

“The numbers don’t lie, my power is definitely rising, despite not being the huge leap I had after that orc fuckathon.”

Tyss caught my attention, limping as she walked toward me, her eyes narrowing. "Why are you talking alone?"

"Just checking my status," I reply, turning to her with a smirk. "Limping from yesterday?"

Tyss slapped my leg cackling.

"Whose fault is that?" she asks in a teasing tone.

Chuckling, I raise an eyebrow. "You seemed to enjoy it well enough."

"Oh, I sure did," she grins, but then her expression shifts, and she rolls her eyes. "But… maybe getting fucked into a limp wasn't the brightest idea when there are monster insects to fight." She leans against a tree, feigning exhaustion, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.

"You know," I said, stepping closer, "I could just carry you."

Her lips curled into a smirk.

"Tempting, darling, but I ain't no princess. Besides," she patted her thigh and ass, "these beauties need a workout too."

I laugh, shaking my head. "Fine, but don't come crying to me when you can't walk tomorrow."

"We’ll see." She winked, pushing off the tree. "Now let's go squash some bugs."

Quickly we geared up, the clatter of weapons and the rustle of leather filling the air. I tightened the straps on my leather armor, hefting my steampunk shield and the pickaxe Zyss crafted. Lindana gripped her sword-self, I still don't know how that works. Valthora stood tall, a two-handed warhammer in each pair of her hands. Tyss and Zyss checked their repeating crossbows, the gears clicking as they cocked the mechanisms. Kyss, having traded her usual weapons, now wore a belt of daggers, with some short spears strapped to her back, and carrying a short bow.

"Alright, girls," I say, taking the lead as we march toward the termite hole. "Our battle formation will be me and Valthora on the front line. Lindana will give us support from the sides, while also capitalizing on any openings Val and I create."

I turn, pointing to Tyss and Zyss.

"You both will keep a good distance behind, covering us with your bolts." Looking at Kyss, I continued. "I know you're stealthier now, but for the first few layers, stick closer to us and get comfortable in your new form. Once you have a good grasp of your capabilities, we'll talk about you doing some scouting." I finish, looking at all of them. "Any questions?"

I scan the group, my brows furrowing. Valthora's cheeks are flushed, Tyss is biting her lip, and Zyss hides behind her sister, peeking out with wide eyes. Kyss, usually so confident, plays with one of her daggers avoiding my stare. Even Lindana looked uncomfortable, the same Lindana who once wanted to ask my mother which of her teats I preferred when I was a baby.

"Girls?" I prob, shifting my weight. "Something on your mind?"

To my surprise, Zyss broke the silence.

"We had a meeting without you," she says in a serious tone.

"Okay…" I react in surprise. "To talk about what?"

"We love you very much, Jason-." Valthora starts, only to be cut off by Tyss.

"And hearing you all commander-like is hot as fuck, but…" Tyss trails off, looking wary.

"It's not worth risking your life with you on the front," Kyss states in a dry tone. "Without wearing Lindana or Artoria, you are weak, and you don't get stronger like us through fighting."

"Ouch!" I mouthed, feeling offended. "But Lindana is here, I can still be useful in a fight."

"We're just worried for you, Darling," Lindana says in an apologetic tone. "The rusted bitch isn't around to bust your defenses, so if you don't get those 'exp' points you mentioned from combat, you don't need to take the risk."

I deflate, the sting of their words hitting home. But the truth is, they are right, and getting my ego bruised was better than getting chomped by a giant termite. I run a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply.

"You're right," I admit, looking at each of them. "We will all follow Valthora's lead."

Valthora's eyes widened, and she pointed to herself, mouth agape.

"M-Me?" she stammers. "You want me to lead?"

I nod, adjusting my grip on my shield.

"You're one of the strongest among us, Val. Plus, you've got experience with missions from your time in the Order."

Her cheeks flush pink, and her eyes cast downward.

"Well, yeah, but... it wasn't that long," she mumbles, kicking at a stray pebble.

Before I can reassure her, Lindana seizes the opening.

"Please," she scoffs, "I have decades of experience under my belt, far more than this four-armed freak."

Valthora's eyes squeeze shut, her shoulders hunching. The words strike like a physical blow, and I can practically see her wilting.

"Hey!" I bark, rounding on Lindana.

The Cursed Sword blinks, surprised by my tone.

"Your experience counts for shit when you're crazier than a sewer rat chewing its own leg off!"

Lindana recoils, eyes flashing with surprise and a hint of hurt. But I don't back down under her gaze. Instead, I step closer to Valthora, lowering my voice.

"Look, Val, I believe in you," I say, tilting her chin up. "You've got this."

She swallows hard, nodding.

"Thanks, Jason," she breathes, steel creeping back into her spine. "I won't let you down."

I turn back to the group, only to be tackled by Lindana.

"Oh my gosh, Darliiiing!" she coos in my ear.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"The way you treated, diminishing me was so hot."

"Lindana, this is not the time," I try to argue.

"Oh noooo," she whines in a fake apologetic tone. "I disobeyed Darling again, I need to be punished so baaaaad."

"Get off me!" I shout, rising to my feet as Valthora gently pulls Lindana away. "Why do I stick my dick in crazy?"

"Usually crazy is hot?" Tyss asks with a grin.

I facepalm, frustrated, but even more annoyed that she is kinda right.

[Point of view: Belethra]

In the heart of the refurbished dungeon, adorned with runes and high-tech equipment, I stare in awe at the spectacle before me.

The Lilim Yzhilde, member of the most powerful mamono species, stands within the intricate circle of runes and metal cables, her form pulsating with an energy that's almost palpable.

Machinery hums, feeding her energy and information as the Rune Mistress converts it into Archaeomancy rune matrices floating around her, a symphony of technology and magic that's both breathtaking and terrifying. The air crackles with the sheer force of her presence.

"Yzhilde the Rune Mistress," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the hum. "Your title is really not just for show."

The Lilim smirks mid-reality-bending power creeping around her, her eyes gleaming with pride.

"I managed to stabilize the connection you got with the human's system," she explains, her voice tinged with excitement. "But the machinery still needs time to sync up and do the rest. For now, my runes will keep feeding the information and power she needs to understand it."

I let out a sigh, tension easing from my shoulders as I turn to Yzhilde.

"Thank you," I murmur, gratitude warm in my chest.

Relief washes over me, and for a moment, the constant worry that's been gnawing at my mind abates.

Yzhilde's gaze softens, but her brows furrow, concern etching lines on her porcelain face.

"Bebe-chan," she begins, her voice gentle yet firm. "I've seen many mamonos bound to a man, some even before speaking to them. But never one who hasn't laid eyes on him at least once."

Heat rushes to my cheeks, embarrassment flooding through me. I avert my gaze, suddenly finding the intricate patterns on the floor incredibly interesting.

"I... I’m not really sure how it happened," I admit, my voice barely a whisper. "Maybe it’s just the years of guilt finally catching up to me. I don’t know. All I know is that I’m done fighting it."

Yzhilde's silence draws my gaze back to her. She's watching me, eyes searching, as if trying to peer into the depths of my soul.

"Careful, Bebe-chan," she starts in a worried tone. "Hope is a double-edged sword."

[Point of View: Jason]

I think I have too many powers. And why, you might ask, ‘why would I think that?’

"What kind of retard forgets he has night vision?" Kyss asks, walking by my side in the underground termite tunnels.

I grit my teeth in defeat. Usually, Kyss's words don't affect me, she's a professional shit-talker. But right now, the sting is real, because she's right. I've been so focused on getting stronger that I've lost track of all the powers I've accumulated.

[Combat and General Powers]

Foot Work = 20% attribute bonus in Agility.

Sword Mate= AGILITY and STRENGTH double when you are wielding cursed sword.

Weightless Cargo = Strength is considered triple in load capacity.

Darkvision = You see in the dark as if it were broad daylight.

Sneak Attack = 50% more damage when attacking an unsuspecting opponent.

Vanish = Once a day you can become invisible for 1 minute.

Know it all = Instinctively knows how any magical or technological item works.

Master Breaker = Ignore resistance of constructs and objects and deals double damage against them.

Healthy as an ox = 20% attribute bonus in Vitality.

Strong as an ox = 20% attribute bonus in Strength

Critical Coincidence = Once a day you have a chance to hit a lucky shot; the probability of hitting increases according to your LUCK.

Tough as Steel = Reduce damage you would take by 20%.

Armor Mate = VITALITY and STRENGTH double when you are wearing living armor.

Steel Skin = Your body is harder than steel, enemies have to overcome the hardness of the steel before causing damage.

Fury = Once per hour, you unleash your rage, giving you a 50% attribute bonus to Strength, Vitality, and Charisma.

Control Pheromone = You can produce Pheromone that induce mamonos to obey your commands, almost like mind control.

FOR THE HORDE!!! = Once per day induces all those who consider themselves their allies into a state of fury giving bonuses of 50% attribute bonus to Strength, Vitality, and Charisma.

Unlimited Fury = Fury bonus becomes 100% attribute bonus to Strength, Vitality, and Charisma. You can enter and leave its rage at any time.

Silent Croaker = You can move without making noise.

Boundless Vigor = 20% attribute bonus in Vitality

Sacrosanct Flesh = You regenerate 5% of your maximum HP per turn while in combat. This bonus doubles when you are naked or sexually aroused.

Twilight Hybrid = Your body resists both holy and dark damage (reduce both by 25%). Your touch, however, bypasses all resistance to pleasure-based effects.

[Combat and General Powers]

And I also have my sex powers to keep track.

[Sexual Powers]

Weak Spots = You instinctively know your partner's weak points.

Silver finger = You are a master at delivering sexual pleasure by hands.

Sex Toy Proficient = Knows how to use any sex toy he wields in the best way possible.

Overflow = Your penis can ejaculate x5 its regular volume.

Sweet Misunderstanding = Minor misunderstandings and accidents always end favorably for you.

Hard as Steel = Your penis can be harder as the toughest metals.

Heat Pheromone = You can produce hormones that induce heat on others.

Heat Secretion = Its sweat glands produce strong aphrodisiac poison.

Everlasting = During sex your stamina is inexhaustible.

[Sexual Powers]

"Fuuuuuck." I groan, utterly drained. "I need to keep a better track of these things."

Valthora, at the front of the group, adds. "That's all we ask." She says supportively.

"That's all ‘you’ ask, you choir girl," snaps Lindana, standing next to the Tarrasque mamono. "Myself?" She states, pointing at herself. "I have a very loooong list of things to ask, darling-,"

"Okay!" I raise my voice, cutting off the crazy yandere. "Can someone say or do something to change the subject?"

As if in answer, the tunnel walls shudder.

"Oh no," whispers Zyss.

"Had to open your mouth, kid," grumbles Kyss.

Dust rains from the ceiling, pattering against my armor like dry, skittering fingers. A low, rhythmic click echoes up the passage, like thousands of chitinous legs scraping stone, mandibles snapping in hungry anticipation.

"Oh, fuck me sideways," Kyss swears as her ears twitch.

I grin, relieved. "Never thought I’d be this happy to see an army of giant acid-spitting bugs," I say, readying my shield and pickaxe.

"STAY BACK!" Valthora barks at me. She doesn’t even look at me, her four arms flexing as she readies her hammers.

I clench my jaw, frustrated.

"I'm not weak, Val-"

"Neither are we," she cuts in sharply. "What matters is whether you trust us to fight for you when needed."

"Fine." I agree with a growl. "I will stay back for now."

"Good." She growls with a grim smile. "Now let your women work."

She doesn’t wait for the termites to strike first.

"ROARGH!" Valthora roars, launching herself forward, hammers descending with her body. The first termite barely gets its head up before she caves in its skull with a wet crunch. Acid splatters, sizzling against her armored hide, but she doesn’t even flinch.

Next to me, Tyss lets out a delighted giggle.

"Ohhh, now that’s how you make an entrance!" She claps her hands. "Look at you, all flushed, darling. Someone likes it when a woman takes charge."

My face burns, ashamed that she's kind of right.

"Shut up," I snap at her.

"I bet you would let her peg you," Tyss teases.

"No!" I cut off the insane suggestion.

"Can I do it?" She asks, batting her eyes.

"HELL NO!" I shout, horrified.

The shortstack giggles at me as Lindana's voice reaches me.

"What's pegging?" asks the Cursed Sword, cutting a termite up front.

"Forget about it," I say, denying an explanation. "It's filthy, nasty, and degenerated."

"But I love those things," whines Lindana, goring another giant bug in front of her. "Can we do it at least once?"

"Yeah, Jason," adds Tyss, shooting bugs on the ceiling. "Once for each girl of the Harem."

"That's 29 mamonos!" I complain. "And how do you guys even know that? It's not like I saw a strap-on being sold around the Village."

"I can make one," adds Zyss, blushing. "If you want, Jason."

In shock, I turn my head to the gremlin.

"Et tu, Zyss?" I ask, feeling betrayed.

"I c-could ma-make it small and short for you," she stammers in panic.

"That’s not the problem," I whine to the tiny fox-eared mamono.

The number of bugs doesn't seem to reduce, but I was fearing more for my ass than my life right now.

"Oooooh," Lindana gasps in realization. "I think I got what pegging is." She turns her head to me, staring me down with her crazy, blood-red eyes. "Oh dear... that sounds," she breathes, lips curling into a trembling smile, "Delightfully sinful."

That breaks me. "That's it!" I state decisively. "There is no way I'm letting 29 girls fuck me in the ass."

"Got it. So just one for now," Tyss says, cackling. "So how about a wager for who gets first dibs on Jason's ass? The one who kills the most termites wins."

“Nooooo!” I shout.

“YEEEES!” Shouts Lindana even louder.

[#*#*# Chapter End #*#*#]

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