Days in the Royal Capital! (4)

Despite Baul's protests falling on deaf ears, the first task for selecting the saintess ended up being a demon beast subjugation in a dungeon. Whether Archbishop Astus had skillfully manipulated the other archbishops or they truly believed it themselves, I couldn't tell... but the other archbishops seemed to think the church needed someone capable of preparing for the Hero Eaters from within.

Looking at the paper Astus had left behind, it said they'd assign a dungeon that a beginner-to-intermediate level three-person party could easily clear. Regardless of the candidates' levels, the adventurer limit was set to level 30 or below. The dungeon length would be about three days—something manageable. Fortunately, it didn't seem too difficult, but even so, Baul was completely losing it, muttering "what do I do, what do I do" and unable to calm down.

He looks perfectly fine when he's just standing there, but seeing him freak out like this... yeah, Baul's a bit of a mess. After calming him down, we brainstormed our approach... and decided to max out Klea's level as much as possible over the next week, then clear the dungeon slowly with safety first.

No matter how low a priest's stats are, leveling up would boost them a little, right? We debated temporarily enrolling Klea in Beast's Paradise, but instead of sharing EXP, we figured it'd be better to leave monsters on the brink of death and funnel all the EXP to her—so we held off on the guild join. Kinda disappointing. I even brought tattoo ink just in case. Of course, since she's already locked in as my bitch, she'll join soon enough.

With that settled, we received suitable subjugation quests from the Guild Management Office amid the mixed fearful and astonished stares from the capital's people. The guild staff and adventurers seemed to know my info... but they were still scared shitless all the same. If I had time, I'd chat them up and explore the capital a bit. What a shame.

"Klea. You okay? Give me the luggage..."

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it, Baul."

"Klea. For this monster, you stab it right here to cut off its—"

"Got it, so back off a bit, Baul."

"Klea. You've got blood on your hand! Hold on, let me—"

"Sigh. It's just a little blood splatter—stop making a fuss, Baul."

And so, a week of spoon-feeding EXP to Klea. Over that week, Baul was getting treated so coldly by her that it was heartbreaking to watch from the sidelines. Even though Klea was increasingly mine, this was too harsh... Baul, what the hell did you do to tank her affection in one go?

"...Mr. Sema. Was Klea in a bad mood since this morning or something?"

"Eh~ who knows. We came down right after meeting up and ran into you, so... maybe she's on edge from the test?"

"R-right..."

Whoa. Baul, unlike Als, you've got some Observation at least. Too bad it's way too late. Just wait a bit. You'll be heading back to your hometown like a broken man soon enough.

Like that, over the week, I mocked Baul as he got the cold shoulder from Klea while feeding her EXP. With support from Baul and Klea, Lizbet's precise magic control, and my brute muscle power... we subdued monsters and let Klea finish them off. It felt way easier than when Als was around—even against beasts that beginner-to-intermediate adventurers would face.

And thanks to funneling all that EXP her way, Klea leveled up like crazy, and by the final day today...

She shot up from level 13 on day one to 19 in just a week. Higher than Lizbet was when I first saw her. Level-wise, Klea could pass as an adventurer now? But Baul seemed shocked more by her boosted stats than the level. Even with the level-up, these weren't numbers you'd expect from a priest.

Come to think of it, Lizbet got similar comments...

"The reason stats differ even at the same level is due to differences in training and talent. The pre-level-up training determines the growth amount. Stats drop if you slack off after, but you can rebuild up to your previous peak without leveling. But... Klea hasn't trained at all as a priest..."

I made a puzzled face, and Baul, sensing it, explained. So... adventurers build stats through monster hunting itself as training. Priests spend time praying instead of direct combat, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠no gains? Ohhh... so that's why stat gaps exist between people. Training raises your stat cap, and level-ups apply it? But Klea didn't train separately... Could my horse semen have some special effect!?

...Nah, probably not. I chuckled off the thought popping into my head and went around finishing tomorrow's test prep with Baul and my bitches.

"Potions for emergencies... first-aid kit... antidotes..."

"Slurp♡ Kiss♡ Smooch...♡ Mmm, slurp, haaa...♡"

"Smooch♡ Slurp♡ Muah♡ Sluuurp♡"

"Simple rations for three days... water... and..."

"Mmm, balls... slurp♡ Smooch♡"

"Slurrrp, slurp♡ Haaa...♡ Mmm♡ Kiss♡"

"Quest earnings from the week: 1 gold coin and 95 silver after expenses..."

"Haa... Master's horse balls... so heavy... amazing...♡"

"Feel them twitching inside? That's Master's lively horse sperm being made♡"

"Taxes here... quests under 1 gold reward are 6%... so..."

"Ah! Klea! That sticky precum that just came out! I was gonna lick it!"

"Hehe♡ First come, first served, Liz♡"

"......Hmph..."

"Mmm...♡ Haaa♡ Even with two of us latched on... can't contain it all...♡"

"Hehe...♡ Can't compare to those inferior limp-dicked males, right, Klea?"

"Slurp...♡ Yeah...♡ Totally...♡ Liz...♡"

"......"

Not guild work per se, but as guild master, I was double-checking everything... Sitting on the bed with stacks of papers, two women stripped down to just their horse-bit chokers approached, slyly pulling down my pants.

I quietly stroked their heads, and like they'd been waiting, they latched onto my horse cock, servicing me while chatting like that. Lizbet aside, Klea used to hesitate even entering the room... Now she looks right at home glued to my horse cock. First three days, one anal fuck and she'd pass out. Now she endures 2-3... Virgin aside, she's fully my bitch now. Alright then...

While they chatted, I quietly opened Klea's status window without them noticing. The standout was... Baul's affection utterly bottomed out. Didn't drop this fast with Als. What the hell did Baul do? Others went up from before, so affection % reflects her emotional weight toward specific males? Made sense why it was percentages. So Baul's worse than random street guys now? Nah, he'd vanish from the list then. He's still better than total strangers. Pretty much done for, though.

Affection that low... skills maxed out what they could... title even says she worships my horse cock. Titles engrave on the soul, so she's genuinely revering it. Time to... target her virginity...

"......Ahaha♡"

I set the papers aside, staring at her floating status, pondering... when Lizbet, kneeling and glued to my horse cock, giggled and asked Klea.

"Klea. How's it feel? Ready to make up your ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mind yet?"

"...Make up my mind...?"

To Lizbet's question, Klea pulled off my cock, pondered with a thoughtful look...

"...Yeah... I just need to decide now..."

She tilted her head like deep in thought. After agonizing awhile, she shook her head ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠regretfully with a subtle expression.

"I still... can't quite decide. Feels like... one's missing..."

One thing missing... what? The fresh affection? Status says Baul's toast even without full commitment...

"But... by the saintess selection end... I think I can decide."

"...Hehe♡ I see♡"

...Fine then. Her heart's already mine, so I'll let her virginity ripen and savor it later. She can't escape me anyway.

"Sure. Take your time, but first, today's horse semen dose?"

"Yess~ Master♡ Oh. Balls are twitching!"

"Oh my, sorry, Master. Service resuming now."

At my words, they hurriedly kissed my horse cock, each kneading a ball. Klea switched right back to bitch mode, not forgetting honorifics as she serviced eagerly.

After a bit, as they both smooched my cock...

"Kyaa~♡ Muah♡"

"Huat, ah...♡ Smooch♡"

Horse semen erupted between their faces, splattering them.

"Haaang♡ Master's ejaculation♡ Like a fountain♡"

"Amazing...♡ One load fills the room with scent...♡ Haaa...♡"

My two entranced bitches licked the semen off their faces ecstatically. Satisfied watching them savor the aftermath on their faces and bodies, I grinned and asked.

"Dungeon tomorrow, but no sleeping till you pass out. Who's first?"

"Me~♡ Lizbet starts with anal pussy today too~♡"

"Then... Master. Spank Klea's ass while jerking with your hand...♡"

And so, tonight too, we burned hot till just before dawn with my bitches.