Chapter 834
Chapter 834
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 834
Chapter Title: Tyrant for You
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As I pondered conquests, the corridor came to an end, opening onto the imperial palace garden.
The garden was beautiful. Fragrant flowers, lush trees. And nude beauties posed as decorations. The moment I entered, the beauties struck their poses. They were living statues.
I surveyed the garden, nodding in satisfaction with a pleased smile. Over there were elves in maid outfits. They were the garden keepers. Tending to the flowers and trees, handling the statues—that was their job.
I had personally named this garden.
Pussy Garden.
I strolled through the Pussy Garden. Whenever I spotted an intriguing statue, I approached for a closer look.
Hmm. The female form truly is the pinnacle of art.
I reached out toward one statue. The saying "art is meant to be seen, not touched" crossed my mind, but everything here belonged to me.
I drew near one statue. Unusually, it had green hair. Its arms were raised behind its head, legs spread wide like a crab's—in a rather embarrassing pose.
"Haven't seen this statue before. Let's see the name..."
I glanced downward. The name was engraved on the statue's base.
Lena Cormel.
Probably a noble. The higher the noble birth in this garden, the more vulgar the pose.
I grasped the statue's breast. B-cup. A bit underwhelming, but the firm elasticity was appealing.
"Eut, hauk..."
The statue let out a moan. These were the latest models that vocalized when touched. As I kneaded her breast, I eyed her crotch next. Her pubic hair, matching her green locks, had been neatly trimmed into an inverted triangle by the gardeners.
I plunged a finger into the pink pussy. The walls writhed, clenching around it.
"Time to test this statue's functionality."
"Haaaak!"
I pulled out my cock and thrust it into her pussy. I felt hot liquid trickling down my shaft. A quick glance down revealed red blood staining the marble base.
I smirked and slowly rocked my hips. The virgin pussy satisfied me. After one climax, I continued wandering the garden. I admired, touched, and marveled at the alluring statues in their varied poses.
I reached the flowerbed.
Vibrant blossoms of every color bloomed there.
To inspect the flowers more closely, I squatted down in front of the bed.
"Hm. Smells like pussy."
They were pussyflowers.
A faint breathing came from beneath the flower. The sound of the pussyflower breathing. Pussyflowers were alive. Look closely, and you could see the petals fluttering.
I reached out and caressed a pussyflower's petals.
"Heeik."
Pussyflowers were sensitive; even a light touch could make them squeal. After a few strokes, sweet nectar oozed from its center.
My fingers moved upward along the petals. There was a hard little bean. Around the pink petals were fine brown hairs.
I spread the petals wide. A steaming hot hole awaited. The pussyflower's pistil. To bear fruit, it needed a stamen inserted—but pussyflowers lacked stamens, so they couldn't reproduce alone.
As their master, it was my duty to help them propagate. I pulled out my cock and pushed it into the pussyflower's pistil.
Squelch squelch
"Ahng! Ah-ang! Hauk!"
Soon, I filled the pussyflower with white liquid. Now it could propagate. But there was so much that it leaked out past the petals.
"Oops. I went to the trouble of filling it, and it's all spilling out."
Maybe something to plug it...
Looking around, I spotted a tulip. I plucked it and stuck it atop the pussyflower. White liquid still seeped out, but the flower-on-flower look was pleasing enough to let it slide.
My gaze shifted sideways.
The adjacent pussyflower twitched. I peered beneath it. The pussyflower's root was quite the beauty. Black hair, big eyes. A cute face. Breasts were A-cup, small.
I looked back at the pussyflower. Its petals were lighter in color than the previous one. And this one had no fine hairs.
"Haven't seen this flower before... Must be a fresh-bloomed pussyflower."
I stuck out my tongue and licked the pussyflower. It was a virgin pussyflower, untouched by propagation. I pulled out my cock and thrust it in.
"Aaaak!"
Red liquid flowed from the pussyflower.
After tending to the pussyflowers, I hurried onward. Heading toward the garden's center, I encountered a pussy tree.
Its thick trunk bore clusters of pussies. Normally, I'd pluck a few pussyfruits to eat, but today they didn't appeal. No fresh ones had ripened either. I just brushed past the hanging fruits.
At the garden's heart stood furniture for tea time.
I sat on a chair.
"Heup...!"
A voice came from the chair. The garden's furniture consisted of female knights who had defied me. Of course, only those with decent looks qualified. Ugly ones had no place here.
"Your Majesty. I've brought the refreshments."
A maid placed a tray on the table. The table, too, was a living female knight. I leisurely enjoyed my tea. At arm's reach were pussies and breasts to fondle, or I could swat the chair.
Slap!
"Hik!"
A red handprint bloomed on the chair. I sipped my black tea with a sly chuckle. It was decent enough.
Flap! Flutter flutter!
Wingbeats echoed. I looked up. Winged nude women soared overhead. Twin-winged beauties I'd selected and brought back after conquering Harmele Kingdom. About thirty of them landed a short distance away.
"Oh ho. The pussy sparrows have arrived. Sparrows, sing for your emperor."
One pussy sparrow set a speaker on the ground. Instrumental backing flowed from it. The pussy sparrows sang in chorus, their voices more beautiful than any instrument.
"East flashes! West flashes! Ruling the world! A thousand miles of sails~ Gripping the helm~ His Majesty the Emperor advances~! Lightning once wielded by heaven's gods~ Today wielded by His Majesty the Emperor~"
I cackled as I drank my tea.
After a delightful tea time in the Pussy Garden, I rose. Normally, I'd dote on the pussy sparrows next, but today was my birthday banquet. I had places to be.
I left the Pussy Garden behind and headed for the Great Hall.
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The banquet unfolded in the Great Hall.
I sat on the throne, overlooking the hall. It was deathly quiet. Hundreds of nobles peeked at me nervously, swallowing hard.
"Today is my birthday. I permit minor discourtesies. Enjoy the banquet freely."
"We sincerely congratulate Your Majesty on your birthday!"
"We sincerely congratulate Your Majesty on your birthday!"
The nobles shouted in unison. The men's voices were too loud, grating on my ears. I scowled at them, and they all dropped to their knees.
"F-Forgive us, Your Majesty!"
"Tch. I forgive you once. Enjoy the banquet. Laugh, make merry."
"......"
The nobles hesitated, eyeing each other. Even told to enjoy, they were too busy watching their backs.
"My words don't carry weight, it seems."
They finally scrambled into action, pretending to revel. Awkward smiles, stiff small talk about recent events. Their pathetic display made me laugh.
"Kukuku."
Now I see—hardly any women here. They deliberately didn't bring them.
The rumor of my fondness for women had spread even to the commoners. The nobles had pointedly left their wives and daughters at home.
Fools. I've memorized every one who didn't bring wife or daughter. Their heads will roll soon enough.
Still, among those present, there were some beauties. While some nobles hid their women, others eagerly paraded wives and daughters. I welcomed the latter. For a beauty to my liking, I could overlook a few estates.
Time passed. As I toyed with a few maids from my throne, the atmosphere loosened. The nobles began enjoying themselves more freely.
"Your Majesty, happy birthday."
"Luteon. And behind you..."
Three beauties stood behind Luteon. Each radiated exceptional allure and noble grace. No common stock.
"Recently, I captured fleeing royals from Harmele Kingdom. The men were beheaded and displayed across the land. From the royal beauties, I selected these to celebrate Your Majesty's birthday. Accept my humble gift."
"As expected of Luteon. You know exactly what I want."
I inspected the gifts personally. Breasts were lacking, but two of the three were virgins. Quite pleasing. I was tempted to ravish them here, but the prime minister lurked behind Luteon. Gift-giving time, apparently.
"Your Majesty! I have procured a millennium mana stone!"
"...A millennium mana stone?"
"It is a mana stone that endured over a millennium in the ocean depths. Most crumble before a century on the seafloor, but some persist far longer. This is one such stone."
"Ah, I see. Thank you, Prime Minister."
"Y-Your Majesty, you seem displeased."
"You thought a mere rock would delight me?"
"F-Forgive me."
"I'll take it since you're giving. Step aside."
"...Your Majesty, this isn't my only gift. This is merely prelude—the true gift comes now! Royal Guard! Bring it forth!"
I widened my eyes. The guard brought a golden-haired elf. A beauty elf, no less! Not all elves in this world were stunning; beautiful ones were rare. Especially this one—the finest elf I'd seen.
"And of course, this elf is a virgin."
"Damn right I trusted you! Guard! Bring the elf to me!"
The guard dragged forward the elf, clad only in a ragged cloth. Her long ears framed forest-green eyes glaring at me.
"You're the emperor? Far more vile than rumored. You lack the emperor's dignity."
Gasps filled the hall. Only this wench dared insolence before me.
"Kukuku. Truly, Prime Minister! Gifting me an elf so perfectly to my taste! I'm moved."
"I am honored beyond words, Your Majesty."
I couldn't hold back. I seized and yanked her close, ripping away her flimsy cloth. A perfectly balanced, beautiful body revealed itself. A-cup breasts. Even this world's elves had pubic hair.
"Kuh! No matter the humiliation, I won't yield to human scum!"
"Good. Don't yield."
I rubbed my cock against her ass, fingering her pussy and breasts with Sexual Sensitivity Boost active. The moment it got wet, I thrust in without hesitation.
"Keuk, heeeuk!"
Virgin blood splattered the throne. I savored her face as I bucked my hips.
"Kuku. Looking forward to the next gift. Who’s it from?"
As all eyed each other warily, black mage Onyx Talmor Count stepped forward.
"Oh. Count Talmor. It's been a while."
"Indeed, Your Majesty. I bring the item I recently completed."
"That item is truly finished?!"
I shot up from the throne.
"Aghgrut!"
The elf flailed. I pinned her head down, and she quieted. Her pussy was tight.
"Yes, Your Majesty. This potion."
Onyx handed over a bottle of pink liquid sloshing in a box.
"Eternal youth perfected?!"
"Try it yourself; you'll be satisfied."
"Such confidence! Impressive! Count Talmor—no, as of today, Marquis Talmor! Any objections, raise your hands!"
The nobles stayed silent.
I decided to test the potion—Breast Enlargement Elixir. Perfect, with an A-cup flat-chested elf right here.
"Feed it to her?"
"Apply it to the breasts, Your Majesty. Effective only there."
I smeared some on my hand and rubbed it onto her chest.
"Heeik?!"
The elf flinched. The pink liquid soaked into her breasts and vanished. Soon, they swelled.
"Results vary, but one bottle averages 1-2 cm growth. Larger breasts yield diminishing returns."
"Splendid, Marquis Talmor! How many did you bring?! Surrender them all to me!"
"Three hundred in total, Your Majesty. All yours."
"Sell no Breast Enlargement Elixir to anyone but me. Produce solely for me! You'll be compensated generously!"
"Your grace humbles me, Your Majesty."
"Stand tall, Marquis! You're the savior of this impoverished world! You deserve it!"
I lavished praise on Onyx while slathering the elixir on the elf's breasts. She twitched with each application.
The A-cup flat-chested elf became a K-cup busty elf.
"Your Majesty, I too bring a magic potion for you."
Blue-haired handsome mage, Tower Master Odin.
I'd been rubbing my face in the elf's huge tits; I gave him a bored glance.
"Fine. What'd you make?"
"Hair growth potion, Your Majesty. Apply to areas needing hair for rapid growth."
"Amusing. Give it here."
It was a murky black potion. I uncorked it and poured it onto the elf's pussy.
"Gasp, Your Majesty! Don't use it so recklessly...!"
"Y-You bastard, what are you... Kweeeeeek!"
I pinned the thrashing elf with telekinesis.
Her golden pubic hair grew.
...A lot.
About 50 cm.
"Oh..."
The elf now had hair growing from her pussy.