The Stragglers, Moving Forward, and A Close Encounter

John had told Idril that he would be heading out in a few days but he honestly thought about leaving the next day. He explained to Idril that he would like for her to run the kingdom as it ran before and to of course continue training the soldiers of the kingdom. Once John was done with the few stragglers there would be plenty more soldiers needing experience.

John concluded his interaction with Idril leaning in to her and giving her a peck on the cheek. Idril after John had seperate from her cheek got very bashful. “J-John! Not in front of my daughter please. Save it for tonight in our private time.” Idril said a large blush flushed over her face. John enjoyed how innocent she acted outside of the bedroom. It made his dick stir knowing that on the inside she is a crazed nympho who he was sure would love for him to strip her and take her right there. It was funny how reserved she was when it comes to her daughters even after proclaiming their births were for John’s sake and that they were his property.

Siris took John’s hand much like her sister did earlier and led him towards the courtyard. Entering the open area John first noticed Lailia standing there in her maid uniform which appeared to have been finely tailored to show off much more skin. Lailia bowed as John made his appearance. Ophilia appears to have been given some clothes by the elves though again they appeared to show off a lot of skin. John couldn’t help but admire Ophilia’s body the clothes closely resembled a sundress though there was a very deep v-neck that that strained against Ophilia’s above average chest. The dress was also cut very short and sat at mid-thigh when pulled down but with how she was now it rode further up leaving little to the imagination.

Siris watched John’s gaze and quickly drew his attention away from Ophilia by pressing her own sizable tits into his arm. “I was so surprised that someone would have a dwarven halfling as a ****. She must have cost you a lot of money seeing as dwarves are rarer than even elves. She seems really strong too as property to our king we have her some clothing and a proper bag.” Siris then motioned towards an extremely oversized leather backpack that looks like it could store hundreds of things.

“Oh she’s not a halfling she’s just a really short human. And she didn’t cost me a dime she was more of…” John thought for a moment “…a payment for reparations.” John grinned at his way of explaining it.

“WHAT!!!” Siris shouted “That girls human? She eats and drinks like a dwarf and she is able to carry things I’ve never seen a human carry! For someone such as that how could she just be for reparations? Someone must have really wronged you” Siris was so surprised but she calmed down shortly there after. She accepted that Ophilia was just a really weird human.

Meanwhile John chuckled to himself. If Siris only knew the things John endured in the previous timeline she would surely understand.

John broke the contact between Siris’s breasts and his arm and looked at what he had come here for. There were several men and only three male children lined up in kneeling positions. These were the remainder of the men from the village. John expected more but it seems many were killed during the **** to kill King Odle. John decided he would take care of the kids first as they were crying. Individually he went to all three transforming them into little girls who wanted to be soldiers and protect their king when they grow up. The three were crying moments before but now they all got up giggling running off to join their fellow little girls. While John was in charge the birth rate of male elves will be 0%. They were the lesser of the two genders in their race anyways.

John then enlisted for Lailia’s help who had been waiting on standby still bowed at the waste. “If it’s for master I will gladly do anything in my power.” John had made sure that they had all the necessary mana potions for when Lailia’s mana got all used up. She was gonna be pretty worn out as there were a couple dozen adult males that John wanted turned into doting female soldiers of all shapes and sizes.

They approached the first man a middle aged farmer. He looked at John with disdain. “You fucker I don’t know what you did but I’ll never…hghhh” Lailia took the initiative to cut him off and clear his mind of any resistance to John. She expected it to take much more but within 5 minutes the once farmer man turned into a female cow girl. Lailia had also worked on the cow girls mind removing negative emotions towards John and replacing it with devotion. When the cow girl opened her eyes again she bowed her head. “I’m sorry I didn’t realize I was in the presence of the king.” John and Lailia then moved to the next man this one didn’t look defiant just scared.

One by one each man tried to resist and got turned into a female soldier as well as whatever their previous job was. Lailia imprinted in basic combat styles as well as a love for John was a commonality. The other minor thing John had instructed her to install in their brains was the belief there were no male elves. They were phased out entirely to them as they were obsolete when there was John. When all was said and done Lailia had to use all the mana potions and was still wiped. Every previous male was turned into a bowing female. Each one in their own right a beauty with unique features. John then went to a crowd of females who appeared to be protestors who had formed during the showing. They must have been the only ones that weren’t on site when he used the necklace. He individually touched each one laying the same prompt in their minds as the he had prompted Lailia to imprint in the ‘males’.

John when he was finished addressed the large crowd of those bowing and those who were previously protesting. “The village meeting is concluded you may go back to your work but return here tonight for a nice feast. Tonight we celebrate my return.” John smiled. The crowd cheered and went off. John would no longer face any resistance in the kingdom they were now all his loyal subjects though the schools teachings would still need to be changed.

John wandered away from the crowd waving for Siris and Lailia to wait behind. With no resistance left in the small kingdom John felt secure and satisfied. He deserved a nice feast and perhaps an orgy with all his pretty elf subjects and “His Girls”. John found a nice opening just on the outskirts of the town where he could look at the blue sky and the many things surrounding his kingdom.

John pondered what his next move should be he admired the wilderness surrounding the town. Then two things caught his eye. Firstly there was a mountain shaped like a wolf in the distance a decent ways away from the town. John knew this mountain and he knew it well it was where in the previous timeline Ophilio met the Bersker Hero Dormon. Dormon a human that had been raised by bears and wolves. He had a body made of steel and the strength of 1000 men. All the while he had the intelligence of a parrot. Ophilio to get him to join the party promised him lots of food this Dormon often was given John’s share. John would also be the one chosen to spar with him and Dormon didn’t know how to hold back.

The second thing John noticed was a kunai flying directly at him from a tree nearby. “Wait a kunai!” John’s mind shouted. John wasn’t fast enough to move and the kunai pierced his leg hindering his movement. John had no time to react to the pain seeing another one flying at his head this time. John had little time to react and rather than dodge blocked it with his hand the blade piercing completely through appearing on the other side.

John’s mind began to panic he had to escape he needed to run but he was too injured. If only he could get his hands on his assailant. His mind flared with thoughts of **** for his blood that was wasted. John went to call for help and found that he couldn’t. John for the first time in the new timeline felt helpless. Who could be attacking him he wondered, whoever they were they somehow surpassed his 100 levels. John then realised the sky was darkened and the atmosphere seemed off.

“Feeling helpless yet?” A female shadow appeared from the area of the tree before splitting into two. One appeared in keen detail the other was more of a shadow clearly the work of a shadow demon. They were dressed in Shinobi attire and John saw a glow emanating from their hand. They had dark skin and… pointed ears?! A dark elf? John didn’t know of any dark elf heroes in the previous timeline could this be a divergence? The kunai which was previously stuck in John’s hand vanished. The wound remained but began profusely bleeding.

“I don’t know exactly what your power is but I had to wait until you were by yourself. That healer hero and the little bag bitch hero were too risky to engage so I figured I should take out the easiest target.” She laughed maniacally. “Oh and don’t worry in my shadow barrier no one will come to help they’ll probably find your body in a couple days. If my shadow friend doesn’t eat your body of course.” The shadow demon shinobi approached John and grabbed his face with one hand. With its other it then grabbed his bleeding hand and licked the blood. John couldn’t make out a gender on but that wasn’t uncommon for a lesser demon.

This is exactly the opportunity John wanted and needed as the shadow’s tongue licked the blood he **** his magic to his hand and cast Blood Bond (_This is a spell that he gained when he became one with the demon king. The spell effectively allows the user if they are a higher ranking demon complete dominance over a lesser demon. Even if the lesser demon is higher level it depends on ranking.the ability only works if one has willingly drank the blood of the other.) Obviously _the shadow demon wouldn’t of known John was the equivalent to the demon king but what’s done was done. The shadowy shinobi stood up and turned towards the dark elf.

The dark elf looked worried. “Pio what’s wrong why are you staring at me like that. Pio?” Suddenly the dark elf’s body froze she seemed unable to move. A look of terror washing over her. The blue sky appeared again as the shadow barrier fell. “P-Pio w-why?” She struggled to speak while bound. All the while John wrapped his wounded hand and leg with some cloth from his satchel. John needed answers and now was his time to get them. Who is this mysterious Ninja Hero? And how kind they are for them to bring him a new toy.