C64-Resting

〔 Aizel Kadashi 〕Level: 47Age: 19TitlePlatinum-rank Hunter (SU)Health Power570/570Soul Energy0KinCrimson Were-Dragon〔 3 Bonded Souls 〕+〔 1 Bonded Servants 〕+

「 Morning, his 46th day on Geas. 」

Aizel was finally let go from their room; he just took some plat coins with him in case of emergencies—since they would have the treasury all day—then headed for the training hall.

"Aizel, good morning. We tend to have a late breakfast after training; care to join us… Oh, and you mentioned something about (Focus)?" Pops asked.

"Good morning, Pops, Hunters. Yeah, we discovered how the skill is gained, so you do not have to train for years just to maybe get it."

The hunters' eyes widened in surprise, and they started to talk among themselves. Pops did not interrupt them and came closer to Aizel.

"How is it gained? About a fifth of them have it. However, most have earned it through battle, including me."

"As long as we keep it as a kin secret, I can probably give it to all of them… Unlike flying. It's surprisingly simple."

Pops made the fam do another unbreakable vow; they did not complain and even looked pretty excited. Zen joined them after that and repeated the vow; Pops' nostrils moved, but the man said nothing. He even looked happy about it.

Some of the other hunters had inherited his sense of smell and were giving her knowing looks, but it was more of an acknowledgment, and there was no judgment behind their glances; like Pops, they were happy.

'…I can hear Lisa right now.'

"So. Hunters, the reason (Focus) is gained through hard combat is because it is gained when a substance called Adrenaline floods your system. I won't explain how the fuck that works. Because I honestly don't know." Aizel began his explanation; the hunters were getting used to him and even chuckled a little, even if it was not funny.

"The feeling of your veins burning, what some call boiling blood, or rush. That is the trigger in high enough doses; this is something that happens when the body enters one of the three primal states. Fight, Flee, or Freeze.

– But it doesn't happen with boosters. Only in the face of ultimate danger, when taking the time to decide which one of those to do, can get you killed. Your body literally decides for you, no matter if it's the correct one.

– So. The easiest way to get you the skill is to scare you to death. Thankfully, there is a relatively safe and simple way to achieve just that."

— — —

Wooo!! One of the male hunters screamed as pops dragged his pretty ass to the skies with a similar skill to (Doppelgänger), but it was not part of the (Mana Hand) skill family, and it created weaker constructs. Is what Pops used to create the lance he first impaled Aizel with; he just reinforced his constructs with a 'blessing' or some other weird shit.

"Pops is having more fun at this than they are at getting the skill, huh," Aizel said to Zen, who was standing straight at his side with her hands behind her back. The girl was being well-behaved and not acting like a clingy girlfriend. Aizel guessed it was out of respect for his wives, especially Lisa.

"I don't think you understand how much this means for all of us. He might be having fun, but for us is a dream come true, My Lord."

'Yeah… The handles and titles feel way different when spoken by sexy girls. Say it again slut, for daddy.'

"It's kind of crazy to see so many medium ranks together. I'm used to seeing one or two leading lower ranks, but there is not a single bronze in sight, and just a few silvers that are on the younger side." Aizel said.

"We are a hunter family. When we were younger, we formed parties and went to lead others at the same time, since most of us are from his last two wives, like Lis. Or his maids; we are close in age, and it makes it easier to fight alongside kin than others… oh…"

"~wahh!! "

"Ow fuck, not another one…" Aizel took to the skies as the last hunter was dropped by Pops from very high up. If he was doing that on purpose or not was anyone's guess, since Aizel could step in and catch them without hurting them.

"I acquired it! Brother, I have it!" The crazy Plat started to scream as Aizel rescued him from certain death.

"Congratulations on almost dying, Hunter."

Aizel landed softly, and the hunter was not letting go, hugging Aizel in the prince's carry he had caught him in.

"If you kiss me, I'm cutting your tongue, dude. I'm not into males," Aizel said, and he meant it.

"Hahaha. Sorry, Brother. I was just having fun." The hunter said as he let go of Aizel.

"Hunters. The food is ready; the rest of the family is joining us, so please make haste." One of the maids said as she clapped her hands.

— —

Pops was really giving Aizel the Lord treatment, if that was not clear before, by allowing him to fuck one of his daughters, under his roof, and out of wedlock, plus his toy maids.

But that was in private; right now they were in public, and Aizel was sitting across from Pops. They were both at each end of the long table, representing them being the heads of the house.

"Hmm… What is this egg!? I've tasted a lot of different reptiles and birds, but this one is new to me; it tastes like both? But different at the same time." Aizel said as he savored an 'omelette du fromage'.

"I'm glad you like it, son. It's from a cockatrice; it's a hybrid of the Harploid and Serptiloid monster kinds. In the wild, they are rare to find. So, when a scout finds one, it's protected, taking some of their eggs from time to time.

– So I hoard them whenever possible in rings of timeless holding… It makes sense that it tastes like both to you, a reptile, and a bird." Papa explained as he turned the liquor from last night, but well diluted, just to enjoy it during the day.

"Now, I really want to go and punch the leeches in the face," Lisa said, all angry for some reason.

"Why, my love?" Aizel asked as he reached for her hand.

"Those monster kinds are going to be mixing in the new dungeon, love. If they disturb the balance, and one of them is gone, we will not have easy access to cockatrices and their eggs."

"Already regretting not letting me test (Shōmetsu)? Haha."

"Hey, Aiz. We were going to the city after breakfast; is there anything you need?" Valerie asked.

"Some kind of pencil… writing tool for Blaze, not the expensive kind; a simple rod of coal or graphite, sandwiched in between two pieces of wood will do… New spears for all of you, if they are worth it, of course… The guitar I draw you… High-grade MP and HP potions… And if there's silver left, after all of your needs, and then my stuff, in that order; more wiggly daggers, someone broke the last ones I had."

"Hah… Why do you still call them that? They are Daggers of Resonance, shitty craftsmanship or not," Pops said.

"It's a pretty accurate description, Pops."

"After what we were planning to buy… and with your request. That will drain all of our treasury - again, love. Mainly because of the spears." Lisa said.

"Don't worry about it. The spears along will be like… What? A Royal each? Based on what Pops told us they have. There should be just enough for all your things after that, whatever they may be."

Zen and another pretty thing, that looked like an adult mini Lisa, called Lily, almost choked and needed to be rescued by hitting their backs a little.

'Yes, brain, I know you remembered her name; stop it.'

"What? You live in what Lis says is worthy of an emperor." Aizel said.

"We don't spoil them, son. I provide them with a roof, food, and training. And some gifts on occasion, in the form of non-hunter gear. So yes, for them, a royal is a large price to pay for a weapon. They don't have rings larger than your own, and none of them can afford combat tattoos, like the ones Lisa was asking about." Pops said.

"Good. As it should be. Is also not a small price to pay for us, Zen, Lily. But they are literally the tools with what we make said silver… ~you told them about the tats!? " Aizel said, and tried to whisper the last part in between his teeth, failing, and making the whole table laugh.

The fam kept eating; Legion was getting more comfortable with their treatment, and the hunters that gained (Focus) were over the moon and already planning to go on hunts together.

Lily, the adult but fun-sized version of Lisa, kept whispering to Zen. She was another huntress with gold tags, but they were so used to the superior senses of the immortal races that Aizel could not hear a thing, not that he needed to.

'This one is going to ask Lis for some action, isn't she?'

"Yes, most likely," Valerie said after doing what Valerie does.

After moving to the living room to make small talk as digestion took place, the girls went to the city. They also took Misty and the two slutty versions of Lisa, not that she wasn't one when he found her. So they were quite loaded by carrying Neine and the three other girls. So, in a way, they were training.

"Son, I will go to the guild to finish a report I left unfinished yesterday. I will come back after lunch for training. How long are you staying?" Pops said as he walked to the couch where Aizel was playing opossum.

"Seven to ten more days. We are waiting for the rest of the party; the nonflying ones are ranking up by leading alliances south. After that, we head for Pastorvil. Are we over-imposing, or do you need something, Pops?"

"No, I was just making plans. I think we can fit in a small Dungeon visit before you leave. It's a reptiloid of low rank, so do not expect too much silver to be made. But it should be a good exercise for us, and good training for the family hunters we can carry. And the higher tiers can be harvested for extremely good meat when they don't vanish."

"Sure. Sounds like a plan. I will train my skills until you come back later."

"See you later, son. You have no Idea how at ease I feel leaving you in the house, even if it's for a short leave of a few hours; you have proven how fast a battle is." Pops said and slapped Aizel's shoulder.

—

Aizel was feeling well rested to exploit his skills again, since leveling up had proven to be a fool's errand, until he was out of skills to milk.

Luckily, he had a lot of new skills; he was not touching the Paragon ones just yet, but the rest were ready to be fucked. He also needed to explore that thing that Pops said was possible about having duplicate skills.

'That will be much harder. I would already have had at least a duplicate skill if it was easy for me to do.'

He had taken it slow, gaining a nice 10 Soul energy, just because he liked to have the HP nice and round; he could probably do twenty more without much effort. But he had gotten into the habit of leaving space for unforeseen level-ups, or in case one of the semi-gods was feeling kinky with him.

He had not found new bugs or exploits, even after trying to break the skills. And the world did not seem to have any abnormalities aside from the (Bind). Since he was planning on marrying Neine with the new version, it was possible that the bug was not fixed and the semi-gods would throw a fit again.

The girls and Pops had not come back for lunch. Ms. Diane was having a blast having him all to herself; she was an amazing woman, but they only really did small talk.

Aizel was sparring with the other hunters and correcting their postures after lunch, since Pops had not come back.

"You are too slow at changing your guard. Either change it while stepping, or in a single hop; do not do that double-step thingy you are doing. The moment your feet are together, I can just push you, and you will fall, or worse."

"Thanks, brother."

"You are not rotating your hips, huntress. If you kick someone taller or heavier than you with that form, all you will do is fall on your pretty ass, and then get killed, or worse. Rotate your hips, use your feet as a guide by pointing away from your ta— yeah! That's right! Keep at it."

"Thanks, my lord."

For some reason, all the girls were calling him 'My lord' and the maids 'Young lord.' The male side called him brother. And he liked it; there were too many to start learning names in just a day, so he did not bother too much and just called everyone by their title. The only one calling him Aizel in Pops' household was Ms. Diane, and Pops himself from time to time.

"Brother, can we spar… Not the crazy thing you did with Dad; I just want you to use hand-to-hand, since I'm also a brute and a mage, but I feel that my brute part is falling behind. Now, thanks to (Focus), I think I can improve if you tell me my bad habits."

"Sure, what weapon do you use?"

"Knuckles, the metal kind, with spikes on them."

The hunter showed him his hands; they were a really nice pair, well crafted and rugged from use, and not because the smith was drunk, and the leather worker half blind.

"Those are really nice; where did you have them made?"

"Lantervil, West of Melverida. Normally you would need a winter to reach it and another one to come back; I went via Airship a few winters back, but for you, it should be no problem."

"You are the second person to recommend that town; I will pay it a visit, eventually."

"It's almost a city; it's not considered one because of the terrain. It does not allow for proper walls to be constructed, but almost every building is a small castle; they are still a Northern Territory in the wilds, bordering the White Shield, so it's no surprise."

"Nice. Show me what you got, hunter."

Pops son was the same size as pops, so shorter than Aizel, but he had a larger build than pops, almost as large as Aizel relative to his height, and punched hard.

The hunter slowly drove Aizel back into a corner of the training room; every strike hurt like a bitch because of the knuckles, so even parrying them with his elbows was painful. He had nice footwork and dominated the fight at all times. As expected from a Gold Rank Hunter.

The other hunters and huntresses stopped their training and turned to watch them in silence; a hand-to-hand fight with two (Focus) users was not something they saw every day, as all the rest used some kind of weapon, and their unarmed combat was just complementary.

The problem was that his breathing technique was nonexistent, and he was quickly growing tired. He did not become any weaker or slower, but that only meant that his mind was the one paying the toll.

When Aizel was almost touching the corner, he ducked, threw a hook, faked a kick, and stepped into the hunter's guard, using him for leverage as he passed by him, ending up behind him, rested, and with the corner at the hunter's back. It did hurt a little, even while materializing his scales in both arms.

He didn't use (Barrier) or (Harden) because he was afraid the man would hurt himself.

Aizel struck at the hunter's solar plexus, and then threw an uppercut as soon as the hunter bent forward, stopping it just before the hit connected.

"Best case, you get a bloody nose. Worse case, lights out, and you are at the mercy of your enemy."

"Huh… damn, Brother! Nice one. Care to explain?"

"First of all, it doesn't matter how good you are; you got tired mid-fight. By the time you drove me into the corner, you were already breathing like a goblin in rut."

"Do goblins ever leave rut?" A huntress asked, and was ignored.

"That is pretty much all you need to work on, man. Here, do this: every time you throw a punch, exhale with the motion through your mouth, then you breathe in using your nose, or your mouth, but you need to stop breathing like crazy; try to calm your heart with your breathing as you fight; you will last longer."

"Now me! Do me!" A huntress yelled.

"In front of everyone?" Aizel asked before thinking, good thing they were pretty liberal in the sexual department; the girl went red and started throwing a small fit as the rest laughed.

"The training, you Buffoon! Is the middle of the day!"

'She didn't say no… Damn it, Lis. My already rotten brain is falling apart.'

"I was joking, woman. You're a spear user, right?"

"Yes!"

"Nice, I like spears; pointy sticks are the best for repeatedly impaling stuff."

That made the girl go red again, and the hunters laugh. Again.

"I was not making a sex joke, you animals! It's the best weapon for stabbing without getting from a distance that is not that hard to use compared to bows or slings. In my opinion, of course."

"Ow~" "Do her already!"

"I have a boyfriend, creeps!"

Turns out, not all of Lisa's sisters were sluts, just like in the guild, is the loud ones that warped his perspective. The rest of the girls trained without issue or getting lewd, even giving him some pointers back and bettering his technique.

The mages were doing their own thing. Sadly, Pops' library was more of the history kind and did not have any skill he did not already possess or even wanted to try at the moment; it would be faster to just ask the man to do something and copy what he did than trying to use one of the books to learn something.

There was a Magikas finalis book; it was an older version than the one the guild provided him with for his scouting mission, and it lacked a lot of information. Since all books were hand-drawn and written, it was not so easy to just push new editions, and expensive as fuck to acquire the newest ones.

— — —

「 Dusk, his 46th day on Geas. 」

Thump! - Thump! - Thump!

"How the heck do the three of you even do that!?" Pops asked when he came back with the girls, just as the sun started to set. Him landing gracefully, and the angels like the psychos they were. Even while loaded with a lot of extra weight, if anything, that made their landing sound even harder.

They landed in the back garden, scaring the shit out of everyone that was in there.

Aizel had trained the rest of the day with the hunters that wanted to keep pushing it, is not like there was much to do in a medieval world when you had the money to just tell others to do stuff for you.

Besides, they told him something that made him try to push himself to the limit, just to enjoy it some more. There was a bath in the basement.

Never in his over a hundred years had he ever gone to one; sure, there were pools, Jacuzzis, Hot Tubs, and normal bathtubs. But there he had never been in one with the classic Roman or Japanese styles.

So, he trained like a madman, sparring with a lot of the hunters and huntresses while using his skills to make it harder to move, as if they were weights attached to his whole body.

"~Hi girls, is scaring the living shit out of our snail population a pastime of yours now? I'm pretty sure that gardener that fell back there is the same one from yesterday."

"Shut up! ~Silly Dragon." Lisa came running at him and clamped herself to him as she jumped into his arms. Giving him tongue action and almost making him drown in the process.

"~Why are you so sweaty, Aiz?" Neine asked in her sexy voice that cut off in some places.

"Training, mostly sparring with the others, and used my skills to make it harder to move… I got bored." Aizel said just as Lisa got back on her feet.

"Soo… what cha' think!?" Vanessa said as she pulled out a spear from her ring.

It was chromed with a blue hue glossing all over it, plus golden engravings and not a single dent to be found.

"Finally, some quality gear. Damn, this thing soaks up mana like ten times harder than the last one." He said as he inspected the spear.

"Nessa got all five of them for four royals," Valerie explained, and some of the hunters were stunned, and Aizel was sure one of them even farted in the distance.

"Five!? Please tell me you are not planning to bring Zen into Legion… or Misty… I swear if that is your plan, Lisa, I won't—"

"No! Horny Dragon!" Lisa said.

"I'm the horny one! Really!?" Aizel said, his voice almost cutting like Neine's at the accusation. Making Pops laugh at his expense. Misty was chuckling in a refined manner in the back, looking a lot less tense with each passing moment.

"We got them as a bundle; yes, we spent more by buying five, but it was cheaper," Lisa said.

"The heck? How are they cheaper if we spent more!?" Vanessa asked, all confused, even if she's probably the one who scammed the Joint Store.

"We explained this to you like five times, Nessa," Valerie said, a little depressed.

"Chill, woman. It's fine, now we got a spare…"

"…"

"Did you get the rest of the stuff?" Aizel asked.

"~Yeah, but your wiggly daggers will take some time to be made. They should be ready when we depart, Aiz." Neine said as she got closer, hypnotized by the smell of his sweat.

'I guess that is what she fell for in the first place?'

"Pretty much," Valerie said, and the rest turned to her to ask for an explanation, already knowing that every out-of-place comment she made was probably due to her peeking into someone's mind.

"~We also exchange the old tents and the bed frame," Neine said. And she did not need to elaborate.

Aizel got closer to her and just stared into her eyes. She looked down at his neck and started to play with a finger on his chest.

Neine first sniffed his neck and then went for a deep kiss. He hugged her, and she did not mind at all that he was sweating like a season athlete; in fact, she loved it and got lost in his embrace.

"~she's done for! " Valerie whispered.

The other two just turned to her with a 'really?' Expression. It was true, they had not gone all the way, but it was clear that this woman was now part of their family.

"Hey, they got you a ring of holding like theirs! Nice." Aizel said as her hand was caressing his cheek.

"And some other stuff, but that is for later… Pops was telling us something about a bath? Can we go, Aiz?… Because it's, you know…" Vanessa said.

"Naked with the rest of the family watching?" He asked.

"Yeah," Vanessa said, more embarrassed than aroused.

"Well, it depends. You know the rules, you might love it when I fuck other women, but I…"

"…am a jealous man." The angels said in unison.

"Yes. And only if you are comfortable, I can always just use (Purify) on your underwear so you can use it as swimwear, if you do not feel like going in naked. I don't mind either way."

"~Yes! I like that idea!" Neine said, all happy with her ears twitching independently and her tail doing lazy slaps at random.

"Don't worry, Aizel. My sons are well behaved… Is my daughters you need to worry about." Pops said.

"How large is that thing?"

— — —

「 Nighttime, his 46th day on Geas. 」

Large, fucking large. He was right to make the comparison with Roman baths before. That thing was made to fit all of his family—that was not fully present—and then some. They had some kind of pump or some other shit that drained the water that was redirected from a canal upstream from the city, so it was clear.

It was under the mansion and had a hallway surrounded by thick pillars going all around it. The actual pool was probably the size of a tennis court and a half, and all the family had come, with some maids at the ready for their every need, even with some fruit and drinks on platters.

"Want to earn an easy royal, son?"

"Always. Want me to heat it?"

"And purify it. As well as all of us." Pops smiled and narrowed his eyes. It was more of a challenge than a request by the look of things.

"I'm pretty sure that's more than a royal, but sure, Pops. Strip down, people!"

The girls got into their fancy sports-like underwear, except for Lisa, who, like everyone else, him included, got completely naked. If there is one thing Immortals did not joke about, it was incest; they knew that the chances of producing another immortal one in one, even if the conception rate got even lower. But the last thing they needed was to have one with birth defects, or worse, immortal true-psychos that killed everyone around.

So it was a big no-no. 'Thanks to the heathen gods…'

Aizel materialized all of his draconian features in a red fire.

"~Purifica." A purple flame came out of his body as he used system-talk and overcharged (Purify) with his and the world's 'soul.'

"Ih!~" "Dam!" "Moon have mercy…" "How!?" "I call dibs on his dick!!"

Aizel ignored the oohs and aahs. Once everyone was cleaned, he focused the skill on the pool. The flames started heating the water, but it would take a long-ass time to do anything more than the skill did; that was just to clean it up.

He took a dive face-first without thinking into the deepest part of the pool, and pushed (Fire Howl), using his body as a conduit as the overcharged purple fire started to boil the water around him.

'How do I know when it's ready?'

As the pool heated up, someone jumped at his side; he could feel that it was one of his girls because of (Monitor), and stopped boiling the water around him and removed his Dragon traits. Except for the tail, it felt nice in the water. He took her in his arms, and just by the shape of her body he knew it was a naked Lisa.

"Was that enough?"

He got his answer as the others began to enter the pool, be it by jumping in or just walking on the shallower part like normal people.

"And Dad says he's not a soul-mage…right," Zen said as she was swimming around them.

"Hmm. Not yet. But that could do some real damage… That is the one you use to fly like a meteorite, right?" Pops said as he got to their side.

"Yeah, but I have never really used it offensively at full power, much less with 'soul-mana.' That's the reason why I only use it to fly at full power. It pushes and kicks like an Oni on boosters. I needed two defensive skills and a construct-making one just to survive it."

Lisa was hugging him on the side, and Pops was just looking forward; she was not being lewd, so it was fine by him. Vanessa and Neine were teaching Valerie how to swim on the other side, and small groups had formed across the pool.

Ms. Diane joined them after she went around every group, hugging Pops just like Lisa was hugging him.

Misty had stayed outside the bath, copying the other maids who were just standing around ready to bring them refreshments and drinks.

—

Aizel was just relaxing by leaning back and sitting in a submerged step, while making small talk with Pops, pushing (Fire Howl) from time to time to throw some steam around, just because.

"Now the question is, how the fuck, do I get one of these inside an airship?" Aizel thought out loud.

"Space wards. They stretch space. They are used on rings of holding, so you know they are expensive like nothing else. But you have time." Pops said.

"You trying to turn an airship into a mage tower?" Lisa asked, just happy to be hugging him from the side. She had tied up her hair in a bun like most of the girls, and looked amazing.

"Hmm, if a mage tower is the same in here as some stories from my realm, then yes, that would be the goal… A magical fortress, and a home. A flying one we can take wherever we want."

"It's pretty much that. Just without the flying part…" Pops said.

Zen had been getting closer and closer; she swam towards them, then away. She did that a few more times until the woman could not take it anymore and swam right at his face.

"Hey~" Zen said with a playful voice and mischievous eyes.

"Zup." He nodded.

"Want to have a little fun?" She asked.

Aizel just raised an eyebrow at her. She was floating prone with her ass peeking over the water, but she was holding herself in place by grabbing his dick with both hands.

He slowly turned towards Pops, scared to death.