Holy Knight Yohan (2)
Around the time Sophia was teaching Yohan holy magic, new life stirred within her domain — the Solar System. A shift had taken place in the divine essence that, under ordinary circumstances, would have planted the seeds of faith upon Earth and rewritten its history.
Holy Magic. Footwork Enhancement.
No! I told you to reinforce a different part! Why do you keep turning everything into something perverted!
The holy magic Yohan had remodeled to suit himself — the reproductive instinct of a species hardwired for survival — had transformed into raw vitality and sunk into the divine essence.
— Sob, sob…
— You believe in Lady Sophia too? Why are you kneeling in front of the statue?
— I'm crying because it hurts… That spirit stone was my treasure…
Unintended worship from a high-ranking spirit had mixed into the divine essence as well.
She also kept a Vampir, a half-Vampir, and a half-elf among her minions, but they were still too weak to leave any mark on the divine essence.
Saturated with life force and spirit power, the divine essence turned its course toward the planet next to Earth. It assessed the soil for rooting suitability.
Unfit for humans. But for earth spirits, it was magnificent ground.
A natural environment unspoiled by civilization. Energy that needed sharing with no other living thing.
Having made its judgment, the divine essence scattered the life force it had received from Yohan. From the red-sand earth, Ng-ae Spirits stretched and woke.
— Kyuu-kyuu
— Kya-kya
The Ng-ae Spirits romped across the vast expanse of Mars. With no one else around, nothing interrupted them. Pure delight!
— Kyuu-kyuu-kya-kya!
Among them, the largest — a spirit of fertile soil — instinctively raised a goddess statue. The free-spirited Ng-ae Spirits flocked around it.
— Kyuuuuu!
— Kyaaaa!!
They spun in circles around the statue, singing songs of joy.
In that moment, Sophia received a strange message.
The earth spirits serve you.
Mars of the Solar System has been incorporated into Sophia's domain.
"What is this?"
"Isn't this how you do it?"
Yohan, diligently circulating divine power under Sophia's instruction, looked puzzled.
"Hold on. Lirota! Come here!"
— Yes…
"Are you my believer?"
— No, I'm not.
Lirota denied it, but Sophia could sense a faint thread of faith. So this was that phase humans called "denial of new fandom" — reject first, ask questions later.
"Sure, sure. Keep up the good work."
— Yes…
Enslaving Lirota had handed her Mars as a bonus. A planet with zero living beings and no incoming faith — but so what?
The more planets, the better. Lost in her own misunderstanding, Sophia never noticed the newly born spirits on Mars.
The preseason was drawing to a close. Freed at last from her funding crisis, Sophia focused on internal development rather than grinding battles.
"Lady Sophia. Is it really fine to just keep training like this?"
"Mad Demon. Steady daily training is what forges a true martial artist. Are you already whining over a little practice like this?"
"The Game of the Gods has level correction, you know."
"You can earn level-correction experience from battles, sure — but training works the same way. I told you before we needed to build our foundation. This is that time. Every other god has cut back on their match count too."
More precisely, only the upper ranks had stopped. Below the top one thousand, the lower ranks still churned fiercely, with rankings flipping several times a day.
We had barely clawed our way into the top hundred. Through pure luck of never drawing a god inside the top fifty, we still held a perfect undefeated record.
"Because we're not running battles, the community's calling us cowards who are 'playing it safe just to protect an undefeated streak.'"
"And so what?"
"Uhh…"
Honestly, it wasn't a real problem. The ones spouting that garbage had never even tasted an undefeated run.
Back on Earth I would have spun up alt accounts and trolled them into oblivion. But here you only got one account, so I couldn't freely mess with people.
I'd posted something like [What kind of trash-tier scrub can't even go undefeated?] and gotten a warning from the admins.
They'd let the "fight completely naked" tip slide without a word, yet somehow ranking flexes were a problem? My working theory was that the admins themselves had never gone undefeated and were just salty nobodies.
"Only rank one and us are still undefeated. The divine essence rolling in is sweet — why push our luck? We've only got two minions registered in the entry, so we can't even receive challenge matches. If they're so mad about it, they can donate four good minions and then challenge us!"
"Truly wise words. A martial artist who has reached true mastery must remain lofty. No matter how much third-rate fighters howl, it is of no consequence."
Cheonsol and Sophia were in complete agreement. My own thoughts weren't far off, so I conceded.
But I was bored out of my mind… Wake up, craft items, train, play with the kids. Next day, craft more items, train, play with the kids again.
Occasionally have sex with Cheonsol. Even more occasionally, knead Sophia's massive tits while receiving oral service.
How occasional? The number of times I'd finished in Sophia's mouth still hadn't cracked five. The day we finished the goddess statue had been number four. The gaps were way too long.
"We also need to prepare for the regular season. Under the spring theme, plant-type power gets a massive boost. Spirits get stronger too. Learn the countermeasures now or you'll regret it later."
No choice, then. Time to deploy the forbidden ultimate technique. It was so catastrophically destructive I had to check whether the kids were around first.
Luckily it was naptime — Lan-lan-i and Evni had gone inside the house. I flung myself onto the softest patch of dirt in the garden.
O great master of this art, Lady Danbi. Grant me a voice that can tear the heavens and an iron face that no hardship can crack.
"Nnnghh! Nooo! Yohan wants to battle! Battle! I wanna battle!"
I want to use Impregnating on the female minions other gods have carefully raised! I want to maul their breasts and defile their virginity!
"Good heavens…"
"This can't be…"
— Insane…
The goddess, the Vampir, and the slave spirit all stared at me in horror. Shame flooded in, but Lady Danbi stood with me.
And this wasn't an environment where I could deploy the counter technique of "Yohan lives here. Goddess goes home."
This match… I had won!
Except the reaction was somehow off.
"The madness has flared up again. Well. For someone of Mad Demon's temperament, he has endured remarkably long."
"Severe battle addiction. Treatment is required."
Sophia dumped divine power into me. Sudden shame crashed over me and I took a deep breath.
Hoo-haa, hoo-haa. Remember the Ramadan breathing method. Expel the shame from the body through steady, rhythmic breath.
— Uh… am I the weird one here…? The human is the one who's lost it…
"Yohan's always been like that. Lately he's been so normal it actually felt weird. I've realized that if he bottles up the crazy, it all comes out at once."
"Is he not adorable?"
Had my ears broken? Thankfully they seemed fine. Sophia and Lirota wore the same expression I did.
"What?"
— What did you just say?
"My lady. Does Mad Demon not look endearing, like a child?"
"Uh… he does… not."
— Your tastes are seriously something else.
I couldn't take it anymore and sat up. This little shit Lirota was quietly trying to talk back on equal footing.
Crack!
"If you're a slave, speak like a slave. Use honorifics."
— Yes…
Lirota clutched its shin and answered glumly. Cheonsol smiled faintly.
"You have risen."
"Was that a scheme to neutralize my ultimate technique?"
"This lady did harbor such hopes, yet that was not the whole of it. I merely spoke honestly because I find you adorable."
"Hawawa!"
I couldn't hold back. I seized Cheonsol's wrist and sent her a sticky, lingering look.
"Is it not too early? The children are sleeping inside."
"Then…"
"Stop!"
A distinctly sulky Sophia shoved herself between us.
"Cheonsol likes Yohan way too much — this won't do. I'll discipline him properly, so go wait in your room!"
"My lady. Mad Demon meant no ill will."
— Just because there was no ill will doesn't mean the behavior gets a free pass? His entire existence is just…
I shot Lirota a sharp glare and it shut its mouth. Still running its mouth after getting kicked just now.
Poor learning ability? Being a rock-head made that theory more credible by the second.
"I'll scold him moderately, so don't worry. Yohan. Follow me."
Trailing after Sophia, I felt the exact emotions of a cow being led into the slaughterhouse. So this was the price of the ultimate technique.
Sophia sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside her.
"Sit here."
"Yes."
"Lie down."
"Huh?"
Lie down and then what? Sophia averted her eyes and pointed at her own thighs.
"Rest your head here and lie down."
"Understood."
This didn't feel like a scolding atmosphere. If anything, it had the same strange, charged air as the first time she'd given me a blowjob.
That ticklish sensation blooming in my chest and sliding down toward my lower body. Receiving Sophia's lap pillow while looking up at those enormous breasts only made the itch worse.
"You didn't call me here to scold me?"
"Yohan absolutely needs to be scolded! It's a good thing it was just us! If another god had seen that, what would they think of me?!"
"'That goddess sure raised her minion well'?"
I couldn't exactly badmouth myself out loud.
"They would have thought I was weird for taking the whole package."
"That's also a possibility."
"But, you know…"
Sophia trailed off, mumbling. Then she huffed a sharp breath through her nose and slipped the shoulder straps of her dress down.
The custom bra I'd crafted for her left only her nipples peeking out as her breasts were revealed.
"…I thought it was a little cute too. You looked like a baby."
"Ooooh."
So all that affection grinding had finally paid off. Entranced, I reached for her chest — and Sophia smacked the back of my hand.
Slap.
"No touching!"
"Why…"
I looked up at her like a cat in boots, but her breasts blocked the line of sight and the effect was wasted.
She blocked a mental attack… As expected of a goddess's milk tanks.
"I still have to punish you. Yohan, don't do anything. Just leave your body to me. Got it?!"
"Yes."
Sophia's hand pulled down my pants and closed around my groin.