Ch Verse 2. Dual Cultivation

Marco

This was perhaps his second least favorite inn, why? because unlike some of the other inn's he enjoyed, the ratio of women to guys within this place was unsightly. He took a lazy glance around the busy tavern in disgust, eager to conclude the matters he had set for today so he could swiftly be on his way again. Marco chose one of the tables in the corner, slightly covered in the shadows due to only having a single oiled lamp on the table.

He folded his two arms and lowered his head slightly. Anytime he got a few moments of peace, he would always cultivate. By now it had since become somewhat of an obsession rather than anything else. Marco fell into a state of meditation, making sure he controlled his center of powers enough to not alert nor disturb the local drunks nearby.

After a short amount of time had passed. He sensed someone intriguing entering into the inn. He didn't need to raise his head to see the fellow. The aura leaking out from the figure was hard to ignore for cultivators of his rank. The fellow was clothed in thick robes covering his helm, he approached the bar, ordered a drink before walking steadily towards him.

Once the scent of outdoors filled Marco's nostrils, he slowly lifted his helm upright.

A handsome faced, middle aged Elf with red curly hair, freckles and clear blue eyes stared at him wordlessly for a few moments, before he creased a amusing smile.

"You look like your father." The fellow said.

Hearing that made him chortle, his eyes coincidentally fell upon a sealed scroll he noticed the fellow had placed on the table between them. Seeing it made Marco's eyes lit up.

_"Is-is that it?" _He asked ignoring the previous comments

The figure wasn't in any rush to hurry, casually sipping from the tall glass he cradled in his hands before exasperating in delight.

"Indeed it is...I should warn you though. That technique is considered part of the unorthodox sects teachings. If any one catches you cultivating that..."

"I know-I know- exile and punishment and all that crap...hand it over I want to have a quick read" he urged the fellow.

"Ah-not so fast...remember what we agreed on Marco? I supply you with this art and you'll..."

"Sigh...consider it done. I'll have the sample sent over before the morn."

"hehehe good! I trust that since we are of kin I can rely on your words...Marco?"

"Oh of course. We stand a lot to gain during this partnership...so may I?" He gestured towards the scroll. The fellow stared into his eyes for a few moments before nodding in approval.

***

Marco was unsure how much time had passed since he started reading through the forbidden martial art. He couldnt help but chuckle to himself, the ancient sects actually practiced such an art. 'It's no wonder everyone thinks all we Elves ever do is fuck each other...Well...they aren't entirely wrong I guess.' He couldn't admonish the saying completely, since he was currently looking for ways to make sure he could subdue and control any woman he wanted. As good as the poison was to Elves, Marco wanted to be absolutely certain they would fall. He needed to gain influence quickly.

'The ones with the most power are the Queens of the races. If I can find a way to make all the different races submit to me...then i'll be a step closer towards becoming King.' His ideals had remained the same since his days on the blue mountain. He desired freedom and power.

"This Dual cultivation...I imagine the negatives of practicing this art are unfolded within the area which mentions demonic arts being the corner stone to achieve complete mastery over a woman's body during sex?"

"That's exactly it. As you may have already realized we are considered beings of light and purity hehe I know right ironic. But that doesn't erase our bloodline constitution. The idea we can communicate with guardians and receive blessings from our ancestors, is a boost that other races don't have when it comes to cultivation and battle arts training. Trying to tie us into demonic arts is quite a difficult feat."

Marco inwardly agreed and under normal circumstances he wouldn't go near such a martial technique if it wasn't for the hidden fact that he had acquired two guardians. He had already forgotten that he only accumulated 3 blessings. Since his arrival on the mainland he had been constantly stumbling onto different ways to hone his powers.

'Belle is already the guardian of desires, and Kasumi is the guardian of spatial void... I have the cursed potions and now the Dual cultivation arts. Once I've mastered these three then I'll practically have all the women I want at my mercy. The Queen of lucia...the Elven Queen, the beast Queen and then...my own empire.'

"I almost forgot! did you carry out that second task I needed done?" he asked the Elf who had just finished gulping the last drops of wine.

"I have. I planted the fake copy where you wanted it. Almost got caught by that sleeping elder in the process mind you. And If I didn't have that badge you gave me he might've turned me into meat paste." The fellow scratched the back of his head nervously whilst he said that, the look of worry evident to see.

"Say I heard you haven't fully joined the Crusaders Guild. Once you achieve Gold Ranked status you would immediately be granted a high enough position" he tried to explain. Marco looked visibly unbothered, he was used to these sorts of pitches by now.

"I have had some running's with them, but we'll have to wait and see how things turned out."

Marco understood that the crusaders knight guild were ranked number 1 amongst the top 6 guilds within the citadel.

"Good thing Elder Oases doesn't care a great deal about..." Marco's attention was bothered by the sight of a brown skin, curvaceously alluring figure suddenly walking into his plain view.

She had long wavy purple hair which tumbled down towards her lower back. He also caught the two furry ears poking out from the side of her head.

'Ah...She's a beast kin.' Marco thought to himself. He watched the strikingly beautiful woman walking hand in hand with a tall fellow, clean shaven gent with a sword sleeping in sheath glued to his hip. Marco knew who the fellow was, but he hadn't come across the woman before. Suddenly an idea formed into his mind.

"I see you've got your eyes on something-heh! guess that concludes this meeting of ours then right?" Asked the fellow seated adjacent from him.

"Huh? oh yes-yes-yes whatever you need...excuse me"

Marco was in the midst of rising to his feet when he suddenly remembered something. He glanced over his shoulder, wearing a chilling smirk as he lightly said. "Oh by the way I might need you soon, so...try not to you know- leave the city unexpectedly...if you don't mind of course."

His Elven contact didn't seem at all bothered by his words and waved him away without turning around.

Other POV

Mya was glad to be out of her house. She was a woman who couldn't stand the thought of being cooped up doing nothing again for the second consecutive day. But she also didn't want to gain a name for herself like some of those other women about. Well, she didn't actually care personally but her daughter wouldn't like it. And she had already made her a promise. To try her best to not bring any unwanted attention to her. She was close to the Princess after all.

Today was a good day. She finally managed to lure a handsome hunk to take a chance on her newly founded business. She knew she was good with her hands. In more ways than one. And decided to try her luck designing the boring gloomy wears knights tended to carry. Like scabbards, leathers, boots and leather seats for their mounts etc.

Her next client was a newly promoted silver ranked knight. He was handsome, but she already caught a glimpse of his cock and wasn't that impressed. But he had a lot of coin to spend, to that made this all the worth while.

The two approached the bar, she ordered her usual beverage and watched the knight take out a small but hefty pouch filled with coins. She licked her lips imaging all those coins being placed onto her lap.

After a while they both had been served and sat down on the stools placed around the bar. And it wasn't long that were having a heartly discussion about their personal lives.

Although he seemed genuine and hardworking there was something about him that seemed off. Mya couldn't place her finger on it...

"How dull" she suddenly heard an outside voice saying.

She was swiftly drawn to the attention of the soothing youthful voice which arrived by her side. At first she was going to tell whoever it was to give them some privacy. But two things stopped her from making that stupid decision.

On one hand, the moment she placed her eyes upon the stranger, lavishly silken green hair, unblemished olive skin with perfect jade eyes and a cupids bow mouth. Her heart almost fluttered wondering how could someone look so beautiful. The fellow also carried this mysterious arrogance about him. She could tell he was strong.

Secondly, Mya might've disregarded all of that if not for one important thing she soon gathered. A she turned towards her date, hoping for some sort of rebuttal or defiance to stake his claim of the prize. But Mya never saw such a scene unfolding, surprisingly enough she saw something completely different riddled across her dates face...fear.

The beautiful youth even went as far as placing himself in the middle of them. He turned his back towards her date and placed those mesmerizing jade eyes towards her.

"Why hello there...My name is Marco...fancy a drink?"

***

Marco left the tavern finally and creaked his neck from side to side. The afternoon sun fell against him warmly, bathing him in liquid gold. He turned his gaze towards the western side of the citadel. Knowing who exactly was probably still fighting the primal urges.

'Ah Threyja...I cant wait to plunge my thick cock into that tight virgin pussy of yours.'

But now that he had acquired Maya on his roster, he had another option to keep him busy. She was undoubtedly a sexy MILF and of course he wasn't too fussed on finding sexy women to fuck. but the mission was also of importance. Winston wanted him to experiment the affects of the potion on other races and Maya, a beast fellow looked like the best person to test out the effects on.

'Hmm I could go prepare for the date I've got with her....or...I could stalk Threyja and see what happens.'

He had two choices he could make. Should he prepare for his date with Maya or search for Threyja...