Chapter 123
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 123
Chapter Title: Captain-Level Daily Life (2)
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And then evening.
After patrolling outside the city at dawn to check on my tentacles and creating more lover pussies, sparring with Ray in the morning, expanding my forces and making more lover pussies at lunch, and overseeing the knights' training in the afternoon...
Come evening, I go pick up Sera, Seri, and Bianca.
Sera and Seri opened a small snack bar inside the count's castle.
They were given an unused space, and it opened just a few days ago. It's especially popular with the soldiers and knights.
Bianca, following my orders, applied as combat personnel for the monster wave defense and lives with me on the 7th floor of Zenith Hall.
She registered as knight-class, top-tier among them, and devotes her mornings and afternoons to training.
She's quite famous, so other mages often approach her for advice, but Bianca's always so curt that hardly anyone comes near her anymore.
"All three of you, come here."
"Yes, Oppa~"
"Mmm, Oppa's scent is so nice..."
"M-Master..."
I'm the exception to Bianca's icy demeanor.
Her progress was only 16% back when she acted all high and mighty during our cloud-and-droplet call— that's ancient history now. I've fucked her brains out so many times since that she's hit 96%.
Sera and Seri broke past 100% ages ago, of course.
After a ton of sex with Sera, Seri, and Bianca in the evening, I slip out at night once they're asleep, using my root tentacles to head to the dungeon.
"Ah! Master! You're here!"
The cat tribe Yuri greets me happily the moment I arrive. She knows I come at this hour every time, so not just her—all my wives are waiting.
"Darling! We've been waiting."
"Yujin, yesterday was so short. Oh, I want you to give me lots today..."
"Tentacle God. I made a new dish—want to try it?"
Elena, Ariel, Eve.
"Lord Tentacle, I've waited all day."
"Don't just favor big sis—look at me too, Lord Tentacle."
"Ugh, she beat me to it again..."
"Heehee. You should be happy just seeing Lord Tentacle every day, Piona."
Rosa, Elrine, Piona, Amy too.
- Ugh, it's starting again, Boss...
The dungeon guardian spirit Hina says it like her head's throbbing.
I enjoy group sex with them all, chat idly, and spend the night away.
After devoting time to my wives, dawn rolls around again.
And the daily routine repeats.
Head out of the city to check on my tentacles' status, turn any captured women into lover pussies if there are any.
Spar with Ray in the morning.
Expand my influence and secure lover pussies in the count's castle at lunch, oversee the knights' spars in the afternoon.
Sex with Sera, Seri, and Bianca in the evening, then from night till dawn with my dungeon wives.
This routine satisfies me just fine.
Just one regrettable thing, though...
'No openings.'
Not talking about my own schedule. A tentacle monster's body doesn't tire even without sleep anyway. No, I'm talking about Ray and Charlotte.
Charlotte and Ray.
I'm working hard on building affection with both, but there's no real progress beyond that. Can't see a straightforward path to fuck them in human form.
Well, there is a path, but it'll take forever.
I'm not planning to invest millennia just on them, so I aim to wrap them up before this wave hits.
Forced tentacle-fucking? Ray's too strong for that, but Charlotte might be doable...
'She only moves within Ray's mana detection range.'
I could slip Ray's detection, but if Charlotte vanishes from it, Ray would notice something's off and come looking.
So what to do...
The answer came surprisingly easily.
"A way to separate Ray and Charlotte? She doesn't bring Ray to our tea parties sometimes."
"Tea parties?"
I perked up at Bianca's offhand remark.
"Yeah, Charlotte and I are close. Once every month or two, I invite her over for tea, desserts, and chat. Ray doesn't always come."
"Really? You two are that friendly?"
"Hehe, even if I look like this, I'm the only daughter of a pretty prominent family, you know? It's your lucky day marrying someone like me~."
"Yeah, yeah, I've heard that plenty. Didn't know you and Charlotte were close, though."
"Charlotte trains her body and mana evenly. It's more stable and lets you reach higher peaks. Plus, she's ambitious enough to train magic too. She got guidance from the magic tower once, and that's when we hit it off."
"I see. So that's how the tea parties started?"
"Yeah. It's not super formal—we just chat, eat, have desserts, tea, drinks, that sort of thing."
"And Ray doesn't come then?"
"Sometimes she does, sometimes not... Probably skips if she's got a schedule? I never asked in detail."
"Hm, when she doesn't, is Ray still detecting from afar?"
"Why bother? If it's protection, coming along is best. No need for distant detection. Sometimes yes, sometimes no—probably just schedule stuff. Oh, but whenever Charlotte moves, her shadow always tags along."
"Her shadow, huh."
I know about the shadows.
There are two in the count's castle total—a special detail that shadows Charlotte, rotating every 12 hours. Not that elite, by my standards.
Of course, that's me talking. Top-tier in the castle, near the absolute best.
So, just figure out Ray's schedule?
"Ophelia."
"Yes, you called?"
The maid with ornate golden blonde hair kneels.
She's my personal maid. More precisely, assigned to residents of Zenith Hall.
The day I revealed my true nature to Sera and Seri, fully claiming them as wives, she was waiting outside the door. Said she'd be attending me from now on.
Naturally, she bears the Gate of Lewdness and Worship too.
"Know Ray's schedule? Find out and report. Ask my other lover pussies if not."
"Understood."
Ophelia bows and withdraws.
Bianca squeezes my arm gently.
"Um, Master... No reward?"
"Reward?"
"You wouldn't have thought of this without me."
"Bianca. Getting cheeky again."
"Eeeek."
She pouts as I look at her.
"Kidding. Want to? Quick bonus before picking up Sera and Seri."
"Ah... Y-Yes. Th-That means... you'll spank my butt, right?"
Bianca swallows hard, gazing at me with heart-filled eyes.
"Yeah. If that's what you want."
"Spank me... Not too hard..."
"Come here."
"Ha-ut...!"
I scoop her up and carry her to the bed.
'Coming.'
A fierce fist flies at me.
But it's a feint. The weight shifts instantly from the right hook to the left as her stance changes, unleashing a spinning kick loaded with power from below.
As the kick comes, a mana barrier snaps up behind Ray.
Wind-attribute mana blades rush from the side. Ray spins her mana spherically, nullifying all the attacks.
The moment I dodge the kick and lunge in...
Boom-!
Residual mana in the kick explodes, shaking the air.
'...!'
Ray's guard falters for a split second. Her opponent pulls back.
Ray's sparring partner—Yujin—retreats while firing mana bullets. Ray ignores them, dodges, and chases him down.
That's when it happens.
Tzzzzing-!
An ice-attribute mana trap lay in wait where Ray leaped to pursue. Her movements slow, wind blades surge from below, and mana walls squeeze from both sides.
Ray assesses: Yujin ahead, endless wind blades below. Up brings more blades, back means constant pressure.
Yujin kicks— from the right. Block and counter? Could be a trap.
Deciding to break left, Ray surges mana to shatter the wall.
Crash-!
But...
Vrrr-!
'Concealed trap...!'
The wall's destruction triggers a massive fire-attribute mana surge from the left.
It swells like a storm and erupts. All part of the plan—anticipating her left break, hiding the trigger, then hijacking her own mana for the attack.
Ray twists her body.
Forcing muscles with mana to correct her stance, erecting a defense against the blades, ducking the kick.
Then lunges.
Even this was prepared—a lightning bolt of thunder-attribute mana crashes from above. Ray grits her teeth, taps deeper reserves to nullify everything, and thrusts her sword at Yujin.
Whoosh-!
As the blade nears his throat, he raises both hands.
"Phew, I lost. Lady Ray."
"...Good work."
Ray sheathes her sword expressionlessly as Yujin grins.
"Man, no way to beat you, Lady Ray. Too strong."
"..."
True enough. But Ray had nothing to say.
Watching Yujin lightly laugh and recap the fight, Ray thinks:
'A monster.'
The man before her—Yujin—was unequivocally a monster. She'd never seen anyone like him. His learning speed defied reason.
Ray steadies her shaking pupils and breath.
Not just learning speed, though.
His entire fighting style was absurd.
Fluid feints like flowing water, razor-sharp strikes.
Blades hiding blades, mines preset for dodges—meticulous.
Mana handling transcending human limits; who knows how many tricks per moment.
Even battle-hardened veterans couldn't manage it.
The brain couldn't keep up.
Like drawing triangles with the left hand, squares with the right, pentagons with toes, hexagons with the other—while perfectly circling a pencil in your mouth.
Impossible for humans. Multitasking perfection unknown.
Imitate a speck of it, earn praise.
Water fights breathed naturally, layered traps via mana—beyond any combat art.
If her fundamentals were weaker, or if Yujin's mana and conditioning matched hers even slightly... She'd be crushed.
And this after mere days.
Initially, 55% power sufficed easily. Now 65% barely guarantees victory—Yujin's grown that much.
10% is huge. For Ray's overwhelming skill, it's insane.
Even at 65%, she got dragged in, forcing more power mid-fight to win.
Victory, sure—but like ripping a gift box open by force, not unwrapping.
She noticed when he mastered Christia-style in 2 hours that first day, but he's unprecedented.
Ray knows she's a genius.
Continent has some like her, but not hordes.
Especially not this gap.
'12 days in, already this... More growth ahead?'
Chills rack her. First time fearing raw talent.
'So this is how others saw me.'
Always envy, jealousy. Then fear. Eventually awe alone.
Stop pointless envy, jealousy, comparison—label inhuman.
Ray's walking that path now.
And she thinks:
'Lucky he's an ally.'
Ray gazes at grinning Yujin, deeply relieved.
That he's not out to harm House Christia—truly fortunate.