C55-Night Echoes ♡

〔 Aizel Kadashi 〕Level: 47Age: 19TitlePlatinum-rank Hunter (SU)Health Power503/547Soul Energy0KinCrimson Were-Dragon〔 28 Skills 〕+〔 3 Bonded Souls 〕+

「 Night, of his 40th day on Geas. 」

They were having a nice dinner that Valerie cooked; goblinoid meat was amazing, but as Lisa says, everything gets boring. So the deer tasted really good; combined with all the veggies and other greens that they bought in bulk from the gatherers and her cooking, it was a really nice meal.

Neine was reading Lisa's bestiary; she had seen them before but said that she never had the chance to even open one. All the parties she had been with only cared about the same thing most hunters did. Specialize in one kind of monster and just keep killing it to extinction—not that they could—but that did not stop them from trying.

Vanessa and Lisa were setting up the inside of their new tent; everything that could not be packed to save space could be popped into existence with the rings. Thanks to the Temple's craftsmen, the tent solved the main problem of camping often, at least for them. Setting up a tent.

It was not something that consumed much time, but they were lazy.

Valerie was sitting on Aizel's lap; she fit perfectly on his large frame. He caressed her hair and got lost in his small raven's warmth.

The little Shinigami, however, had ulterior motives, because she started to grind herself on him.

"You really want to start right now. Out here, in front of a new recruit?"

Neine twitched her ears and glanced at them. They were round and cute, but Aizel really did not want to make the woman uncomfortable. Not because he wanted to spread her on the floor and make her wail in pleasure the same way he did with his wives. But out of simple decency.

She even had a crystal that muffled sounds, which could not have been cheap at all, based on the prices of simple stuff, and it could become dangerous while camping in any place on Geas. The Death Valley was just an overblown example of the rest of the planet, but monsters lived on every corner of it.

It was safer south of the wall, but if the number of Hunters that the caravans had hired was any indication. Monsters and predators were the thing that they needed to really worry about, and not just bandits. Any idiot with wrinkles in their brain would just take a look at the overgrown caravan, and not even bother to try and attack it.

Monsters were the opposite; they would not care if there were five or five hundred people; they would jump at the chance of spreading their genes while feasting.

"~I don't mind," Neine said, referring to his previous comment about being indecent in front of her.

'And there goes my argument.' Aizel thought.

Valerie took that as a green light and turned to face him, hugging him with the thighs that made him go after her in the first place, but he needed to understand what had gotten into the cheetah.

"I thought you would." Aizel began speaking, but it was hard to focus with the little raven kissing his neck and waking up his lust with her relatively massive thighs.

"You said you had a crystal or something…"

"~Aiz."

"Val. Wait~" Hearing her quivering voice sent a shiver down his body. Begin him to impale her right there.

"She said she doesn't mind." Valerie locked eyes with him; the Angelification, (Bind), or simply being herself, had turned the shy girl into an assertive one, at least when it came to him.

Neine turned her eyes back to the book, a little flustered, and her ears twitched from time to time, but not really paying them that much attention. She either had great self-control, was used to it, or both.

'At least she doesn't seem like a slut. I have enough of those.'

"Am I on that list?" th' Valerie asked before kissing him, still not explaining how she did that mind voyeurism.

"I took your first time. So, either you paid the temple a winter and then some to have it restored, and are a great actress, or no, you aren't." th'

"But I want to be. th' ~Your slut." Valerie with in a sultry voice as she kept kissing his neck.

It was really hard for Aizel not to just give in to her lust and begin his own foreplay on the little raven. He was trying really hard not to make eye contact with Neine; with any other girl, he would not care and just go for it, but he really liked her, thankfully she made some small talk to distract him from the beauty trying to ravage him.

"~I used to be in a sisterhood, Aiz. So I'm used to it. The crystal is for when I need to sleep. Or they were being too loud."

"They hired man-sluts?" He asked.

Valerie was going all out with her foreplay, so maybe she was being truthful about what she just said about being his slut. Memories of her gaping cunt washed over him, she could probably see that because she became warmer after that.

"~Sometimes they hired man-whores, and sometimes they just picked up a cute male party member to share."

"What a lucky lad," Aizel said with a chuckle, just imagining all of Neine's old party taking turns on his dick.

Neine stopped reading and stared at him, with a little bit of fear? "No, they weren't. The poor males ran away as soon as they had their silver."

"Why?"

"~From what the girls have been telling me, and what I've seen so far in our sparring, you have the health power of a high-tier brute, but those usually are ugly and smelly, and not the kind they got."

"Oh." Aizel had really not seen that many high-level brutes up close; even the Dwarf was technically a 'Tank,' and not a brute. There were just not that many high-level ones back in Redvelia, not even during the siege-raid.

— — —

〔 Neine 〕Level: 122Age: 18TitleGold-rank Huntress (A+)Health Power158/158Mind Power50/50Soul Energy6KinWere-Cheetah〔 3 Skills 〕+

Neine's new party leader, Aizel. Was an anomaly in all senses of the word. Weird skills and magic, the strength of a brute, and as handsome as they come.

But where most other males would use those attributes to take advantage of girls like her, especially since she had run straight to him, even if it was to 'make some silver.' He didn't.

He was the opposite of all the male hunters she had found. She knew that it had been her bad luck, since other female hunters always told her that it was not always the case, rare even. But it was still all she had come across.

Maybe it was her age and inexperience; she had reached gold at an age where most were beginning their careers as bronze, but she started from a very young age, unlike most.

In this party, she was currently considered a 'recruit.' Just traveling along with them after some stupid nobles scared every hunter within half a brain away from what would have been one of the most profitable towns in the north; it would probably even have become a city one day. However, that was before they came flying in anyway.

They could be considered a sisterhood, with all female party members and a comfort male. On the contrary, he was not only their strongest member and leader, but the other girls were not only his wives, but his Vassals. So, not even considered huntresses in the opinion of many hunters, even if they all lived up to their Platinum Vassal tags. And should probably be High Mithril, and not plat.

Just their little spar was enough to convince her that she was in the right place; they managed to coordinate an attack without any words, and the crazy hottie of their leader managed to fend them all off while instructing them, leading them to an eventual victory in the confines of training.

Aizel had been accommodating, asking her if she was comfortable at every step of their relationship, to the point of being a little tiring. However, she would rather deal with him asking her if she was comfortable every step of the way than deal with the things her old party made her do, like jumping headfirst into an enemy stronger than her.

Neine had flown on Airships before, so being in the air was nothing new to her, but he was.

Valerie, the smallest member of their group, kept trying to make Aizel love her right in front of her. To his credit, he did put up a good fight. But the small raven-haired girl was relentless.

The book she was reading was bout all kinds of monsters found in the Horen Duchy, from its main city in the south, all the way to what had been seen north of The White Shield, and then some.

It had drawings of anatomy, weak spots, alchemical uses for their parts, and even strategies often used to take them down. It looked and felt like a really expensive book; that being said, after seeing them sell the bodies of three goblinoid princes—the Oni—in an almost perfectly clean state—except for their testicles, since Mistress Lisa used them for boosters—it was not hard to imagine they could afford such a fancy and useful but expensive bestiary.

Aizel had lost to Valerie; she pulled his shirt up and started to devour his body. He tried to either look at the sky or at the raven-haired girl, avoiding eye contact with her at all times.

'I thought he liked me, so he's either being "respectful," given his circumstances and our agreement, or he doesn't. Each option is good for me. I do like him, but I won't bend over at the first nice, good-looking, and strong guy I see…' Neine thought as she glanced over his sculpted upper body.

"Val, the tent is right there. Is there really—"

He tried to negotiate with the relentless girl, who was having none of it and just shut him up with her mouth.

She took out her shirt; there were two delicate tattoos or scar-like things on her back where her wings attached to her body when she materialized them.

Neine wanted to ask about her race; she had never even heard of an angel with black wings. She knew of other races with them, but most were of the Demon-kin, like succubuses. But now was not the time; they were having fun.

Valerie had enough of his upper body and started to go below him. Aizel kept moving his head around, bouncing between the sky and his lover.

So, Neine decided to take a look. They had not told her not to, and they were being romantic; it was hard to focus on the book anyway. She could always go to her tent and activate her crystal if she wanted to. And she could not deny that his upper body was really good-looking.

"To think that - you were so shy - just a few moons ago…" He said.

Valerie did not reply and just took off his pants. Neine could not really see much from where she was of his lower body, just the shifting around of the small woman.

th'

"At least - that is still nice and shy…"

"~If you do not mind me asking, Aiz. What is shy about what she's doing?" Neine dared to ask without much thought.

"It's not about - what she's doing…" Aizel lost the battle against himself and looked her in the eyes. They were pretty eyes, the ever-changing shine of dragon eyes. Like a mix of all the beautiful gems in existence.

"Is how she's doing it. Her… Technique"

tk,' th!

Aizel closed his eyes and enjoyed Valerie's mouth with his manhood. The girl was relentless, just moving her head up and down, trying to eat him whole. Neine could not see it, but judging by her movements, it was not small.

He reached down with his hand and started to caress Valerie's head, then he looked down with love in his eyes. His glistening chest moved up and down, flexing his muscles from time to time.

Ahh!

The other two women were doing their own thing inside their tent. She had never been into women—ever after being with female huntresses all of her life—but she had to admit that these three were the most gorgeous women she had ever met; and if one of them were to court her, she would have a hard time resisting.

Unlike ugly brutes or smelly males, they were delicate, even if any of them could probably kill her with a single stab of their lances.

Pha! "Do you want to see it, ~Neine?" Valerie asked while glancing back at her.

'Do I want to see it? Hmm. Well yeah? But—'

"Then take a look," Valerie said.

She moved to the side, and Aizel's manhood was peeking from under the table; he was sitting down, and even then she could see it. It was large; the head was like the pointy mushroom that many of the other males she had seen had, but much larger.

"Come around, take a look." Valerie offered.

"Val… You do not have to listen to her, Nei."

"~I already took a peek, if our agreem—"

Her speech was cut off when she heard steps running towards them from under the hill; it sounded like a goblin. Her head snapped back, and she was ready to prove herself to them.

But then the steps never reached them. And the creature just started growling behind some trees on the ramp that led to their camp.

Grghrrrha!

"What an idiot, I let it be earlier because Val wanted deer. And I was too lazy." Aizel said.

"How did you!? He's not even in our line of sight!" Neine asked, still looking back.

"I don't need to see it. (Doppelgänger) can be (Infuse) with (Monitor); good thing (Discharge) is also compatible."

Tzzzmp!—BOOM!—

After the sound of lightning, a red glow and an explosion from behind the trees. The growling stopped.

Neine snapped her head back; he was still lowering his hand from that attack, and Valerie had not stopped licking him.

"~I made the mistake one time of lose myself in pleasure, and an entire brotherhood looked at my women without my permission. So now I'm always aware of the weirdos watching." He whispered-growled with his eyes fixed on his lover.

"So, do you want to look? She already asked, and you were responding; it might be creepy coming from me. Still, the offer stands." He continued, and he looked more relaxed after killing what she assumed was a goblin.

"~Will you think I'm a weirdo like you mentioned?"

"Never. There's a - big - difference between sneaking up on people having fun, without their consent. And being comfortable among friends, just to satisfy some curiosity, without being judged."

'He's not wrong there, and I could have just gone back to my tent, but I'm curious now; especially because he's being so normal about it.'

Neine got up and walked to their side. Valerie stopped trying to fit the whole thing in her mouth to show her, because it was quite a thing. It looked quite similar to the one the Ogre had. And even that ogre wished his was this pretty.

Aizel's was probably the same size as that thing—even a little bigger—but with other traits that she had heard other races had, like small protrusions running along it, some ribs, and even a small bulge that was probably a knot.

'At least it's not like a feline-kin, all filled with sharp spikes like grandma used to say. This one looks smooth, and not rough like my tongue.'

"~How do you even…"

"~Use your words, Nei." Aizel teased her a little, but his eyes were still on Valerie as he caressed her head.

"~Valerie. How can you fit it inside of you? Or do you just use your mouth?"

"He's quite good, and fits me perfectly."

"~More than perfect - I would say, my little raven." Aizel said, his eyes still on Valerie, they not only showed lust and desire, there was also love behind all of that.

"Do you want to see?" Valerie asked with a lewd grin.

"~No. Sorry. I already… Thanks. But no."

"~It's alright. I will go and teach this one some manners in the tent." Aizel said and picked up the girl as if she weighed nothing.

Aizel could probably let go of her and just carry her around with his manhood as an improvised chair. Maybe he was.

"Good night, Nei. We will move in the morning, same deal as before. Don't worry, we will hunt later, since there are some gobos around."

"~Have a nice night!" Neine waved at them, and after one last peek at his massive manhood, she returned to her borrowed fancy tent, as they got into their large luxurious one.

Neine was debating whether to turn on her crystal or not. If she did, she would have a really good night's sleep if nothing happened, especially because of the tent; they had also given her a comfortable mattress that smelled like new, after Aizel used his skill on it.

On the other hand, she would have to place her trust in a man she did not know for even a fortnight; there might be fewer goblins because of his 'siege raid,' as he called it. But they had just encountered one; maybe is because they traveled a long distance into the south, and it did not feel like it because they flew.

'I'll trust them.'

Neine turned on her little muffling crystal; they could still be heard a little. Even with it working, they sounded like they were having fun.

'Good for them.'

She lay on the comfy mattress, covered herself with a rough sheet, and went to sleep.

— — —

〔 Aizel Kadashi 〕Level: 47Age: 19TitlePlatinum-rank Hunter (SU)Health Power547/547Soul Energy0KinCrimson Were-Dragon〔 28 Skills 〕+〔 3 Bonded Souls 〕+

「 Morning, of his 41st day on Geas. 」

The girls were having a competition on who could make the most noise last night; to no one's surprise, Vanessa won by a landslide. Valerie had cute, almost muted moans, and Lisa did not like it as rough as the other two. She just screamed when she was done. Vanessa was simply a masochistic freak, and they loved her for it.

Neine was a nice girl; she was a little shy and introverted—unless she was fighting—and he was into that. Especially if she still behaved like that, even after being part of the freak show of a sisterhood she was part of, according to her. Not that they were any different.

"Look! They are using your formation, Love." Lisa said as they oversaw the caravan.

A couple of goblins had approached them early in the day, probably following the smell of food as soon as they woke up.

"~Your eyesight is really something, Miss Lisa," Neine said.

"They are already improving upon it, and in a natural way, born from battle. Good." Aizel said with a nod.

The smell of Valerie's cooking woke Vanessa up; she was just walking in her sporty underwear with her wings out, hugging her as an improvised blanket, while she rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"~Hey guys, why don't you walk around with your traits always displayed? I can't really materialize more or remove what I have. But other were-kin that I've come across usually have them out."

"Huh."

That was an excellent question that he had not really asked himself until now; he just removed them when they were not in use.

Lisa turned towards Neine and began giving her reasoning. "I already attracted a lot of attention without my wings out, so I did not really want to walk around with them. I even used to cover my head and face with a veil to try and have a 'normal' life. But I don't really care anymore."

Aizel nodded at her statement and told her as his 'explanation.' "Honestly? I don't know, Nei. Is just how I have always been. When I'm not using them to kill something or fly, I just remove them. The only time I did it on purpose was when I arrived at Redvelia—like Lis—I did not want too much attention at first; now it's what I do." He shrugged.

The caravan made quick work of the goblins; they probably had so much goblinoid meat in their rings and non-perishables because a mage just shot a mana bullet from behind their lines. Exploding the head of one of the creatures while making a mess.

"Wait… was that?"

"Yeah, I think that was Silvia's doing. It looked like an agile black-haired person." Lisa said.

"~Look, they are sending hawks north and pigeons south," Neine said.

"Most of them are merchants. They need to know what is happening around them, Redvelia's state of affairs, the road ahead reported by towns. They need to see how Ledvira is going to react, even if most of them are like us and will just keep moving south, all the way to the city of Pops."

"Dranelida, and is not his city. He's just living there with mom until…"

Aizel embraced Lisa. He did not know how old her mom was, but even if she was in her forties—somehow—compared to Pops and Lisa, she would eventually lose the battle against time. Not like they were immune to it, and in the end, it will probably feel like it wasn't enough. But her time was much shorter, even if Pops' skills kept her looking young.

"What do you think your mom will think about us?" He asked as he hugged her from behind and kissed her head.

"She will be happy for us. Not only have I met a good man, but he is from an immortal race, like me. And he is the embodiment of all of my fantasies." Lisa said as she turned upwards to meet his eyes.

"What about the (Bind)?"

"Pff-Haha!" Neine laugh from the side and they slowly turned towards her with questioning looks.

"~What? If that is what (Bind) is like, (Bind) me already; you are like the happiest married people I've seen among Hunters!"

"~You heard her…Go on." Vanessa whispered.

'Don't think, don't think, don't think.'

"Aiz's saying: 'Don't think,' repeatedly in his mind ~for some reason." Valerie teased him from where she was cooking.

"How are you even doing that? I can't sense anything moving in your aura." He said.

"Do you sense anything when I can feel your lies, or when I look at something and do not react?" Lisa said.

"Huh. That is actually a good point." Aizel said while giving it some thought and hugging her tighter instead of letting go. "I can sense a lot of things, even the impulses in the brains of others, at least sometimes. But what you are describing, that 'no reaction,' I think you might be onto something, love. Probably is something too delicate and complex."

"~How are you a hunter, and a scholar?" Neine asked.

"That was being a scholar? I just described how I feel things." He shrugged.

"~ Is how you talk, like the thing with the messenger birds or how you see what happened in Redvelia. Is very… scholarly?" Neine said, and her ears twitched cutely.

"Guys! Food's Ready!" Valerie called to them.

—

The competition of who could be the loudest was not the only one the girls were having; now it had turned into who could get a reaction out of Neine during breakfast.

They ate like maniacs and used Lisa's (Clean) on their mouths. Aizel was going to ask what all of that was about when Lisa went under the table and started doing her deepthroat training with Vanessa's tutelage.

Neine only glanced at the perverted duo as one slurped and choked on his dick and the other gave he feedback on what she was doing right or wrong.

Once Aizel could not take it anymore and let it all out on Lisa's mouth, she swallowed it all with an audible gulp, and just went to Neine's side—who was still eating like him—and opened a book to read. Lisa probably wanted Neine to smell the remnants of his cum in her mouth.

Neine glanced at his erect dick but did not have much of a reaction to it, or the smell, so phase two of their plan took effect.

Valerie was next, she did not slurped or produce much chocking sounds, but compensated by nasal moans and kisses, he ended up lasting even less - when the little Shinigami discovered that he loved the "Limi technique," where she slid her tongue in between the head of his dick and foreskin, with small pauses and licks on the frenulum.

He ended up emptying the second load into her mouth, then she did the same and swallowed with an audible gulp and went to take a seat at Neine's other side.

Neine glanced again, for a little more time, and there was a slight pulse of electricity that rushed through her, but she did not blush or even get wet.

Phase three was in effect: the overkill queen of kinkiness and masochism known as Vanessa Kadashi, the Kizukami Angel. She just started to teach everyone how it was done, swallowing him all the way to the base, giving a slight throat massage. And then just bobbing her head up and down like a crazy person, with the nastiest and most erotic sounds a woman can make with her mouth, throat, and nose, all at the same time.

After a while, Aizel finished both his food and his load, right as Vanessa was playing with his balls with her tongue, with his dick down her throat.

"~Did you finish?" Neine asked.

"Don't ask me." He said and glanced at the girls.

"~No, I mean, did you… on her…"

"Oh. Yeah, can I do something for you?… Not this, obviously! I meant that, is there something you need outside our degeneracy?"

"~Just a question, you finished on all three of them, but…" Neine said and glanced at his dick for a moment before meeting his eyes.

A small pulse of electricity once again, but nothing more.

"He's still hard?" Lisa asked.

"Yeah! That. ~The comfort males that the girls used would be either asking for mercy or at their limit. Is it because you are a blood-mage, and your health power is high? Since they used cute males without much more than normal." Neine asked with genuine curiosity.

"That, and the dragon blood," Lisa explained. "There is a reason there are so many stories written about them, not only about rage and killing, but also erotic tales."

Neine took the last bit of her meal and looked pensive.

"~So you are like a sisterhood!"

"You could think about it like that; I might lead you in battle, and where we go, but outside of it, they are the ones who decide. Especially after what you told me about comfort males…

… I still do not like that handle, since they are my wives, and do not go around sleeping with a new male every hunt. Or ever—after they married me. That is how people die, painfully." He said.

"And no, he's not threatening to kill us," Valerie said with her eyes turned black and glancing between Neine and Aizel.

'Did you just read both of our minds?'

"Is not reading, I can hear it, but is weird… I only get glimpses of Ideas and feelings, and just sometimes."

"~What?" Neine asked, all confused.

"Shinigami Angels have similar racial traits to Seraphs, but they are still not well understood."

"True."

'That was some metal gymnastics'

"It was," Valerie said.

"True."

"Fuck-me…"

"~haha," Neine let out a cute laugh, probably because of her brain short-circuiting.

— — —

「 Night, of his 41st day on Geas. 」

The team trained some more before breaking camp and chasing after the caravan. They had seen hawks and pigeons flying over them all day, so they had a pretty good Idea where to go, and they also left a lot of tracks that were not easy to lose, even from the floor.

Aizel did not know how many people had migrated, but it looked like a lot. Lisa had the right Idea when she bought the emergency crackers, or he would be losing his mind and probably just fly back.

Everything he saw was telling him that this was not normal. After they found the caravan, they were about to start unloading their camping equipment from the ring, in their usual routine after finding a place that oversaw the large migration, but fate had other plans.

"Wait. Silence, everyone," Aizel said.

The team complied and did not raise any questions; they knew his senses were sharper than theirs, and the order to fight or flee would be given soon.

"Legion, pay attention, do you hear that? Southwest from the caravan."

"…"

"…"

"I hear something in the forest, a group moving," Lisa said.

"I don't see thermal signs; that area is too dense," He said.

"Do we scout?"

"Does someone know if there is a Vassal lord from the whatever-pigeons west of here?"

"…"

"Sednira," Lisa said, "But it's far…and they are allies. There is no way they could come this far so fast, or attack their own people. … Right?"

"They don't need to, Lis. All they need is to fuck the carav— Prepare to move; we are going to warn them and extract our snail party members if needed."

"Sir!"