Divine Path System

[R-18 Chapter]

After the vows, the groom and brides met the guests and had a light but sumptuous meal.

Next came the wedding drinking ceremony.

It’s an old tradition where each guest would drink a cup of wine and the groom would return the respect by doing the same. But not only that, the groom would also drink in the place of his bride. The moment the groom gets drunk, the bride takes a cup of wine and that signals the end of the ceremony.

It’s a lighthearted but highly competitive tradition where a groom would do his best to down as many cups of wine as he could.

“…My d-disciple married the best girls of the human race, M-My disciple, ehehe—”

Plop—

Seth collapsed on the ground with a flushed face and kept laughing silly.

‘Where did that calm instructor go?’ Varian looked at the drunk man rolling on the ground and felt his worldview collapse.

Seth was a man who lost both his wife and unborn child in the tragedy of Pluto. It haunted him and pushed him to pursue strength at all costs. All to eradicate abyssals. When he realized he couldn’t go further, he began to seek someone who could accomplish it in his stead.

Varian still remembered the words he said to him that day. ‘You’re the One.’

It was perhaps naive of Seth to think a freshman could really destroy abyssals. Perhaps he just wanted to get a talented pupil and keep his hopes alive. Anyway, even if Varian was talented and grew strong enough to defeat abyssals, Seth himself wouldn’t have been alive that long to see it.

But the reality was sometimes stranger than fiction.

In just a year, his dream came true. His wife and unborn child were finally avenged.

For Seth, there’s nothing much to look forward to after this. He just wanted to see his pupil grow and be happy.

Perhaps that’s why he’s the most enthusiastic drinker among the guests.

“Three, no, five kids! I’m telling you! Five at least! I demand my grandchildren!” Evander was talking to a pillar with a serious face, and grabbing the garlands on it as if he was grabbing a collar.

Even with the smooth white veil on, Varian could feel Sarah’s dumbfounded gaze at her father’s state.

She must be questioning if this guy was really her own father or did he get replaced on the way. Because Varian was having the same thoughts.

“I…demand…grandkids!”

Like a rocket out of fuel, Evander slumped onto the soft flowery ground.

“Should we get going?” Varian grabbed his wives’ hands and asked.

“NO!” A sudden shout caused him to turn around.

Kyle dragged a wine barrel along with Bali and Gareth. The other guests also followed. “You must get drunk! This is tradition! There has been no marriage in history where the groom didn’t get drunk. Even Sovereigns had a limit to their capacity and got drunk!”

Sia giggled from behind while Sarah leaned into Varian’s ear and said softly. “Husband, I don’t want to drink today~”

Her voice was soft and crispy and almost caused him to kiss her on the spot.

Varian sang the human glory song in his heart and kept up his calm facade. “I’ll break the tradition today.”

And he did.

Thirty minutes later, all the guests sprawled on the floor and looked at the sky with silly smiles. The bots escorted them to their quarters neatly.

But Varian wouldn’t forget Billy’s words as the boy was taken away.

“I’m pregnant! Nooo! I can’t be pregnant!”

Since he was underage, Billy drank fruit juice. Seeing that everyone was somehow trying to get Varian drunk, he took it as a serious competition and tried his best.

As a result, he drank so much that his belly swelled and the little guy panicked. “Not pregnant! I’m too young!”

Amidst laughter, Varian took his wives to the top of the palace, the master bedroom, or more appropriately, the Emperor bedroom.

The sun had already set and the moon was shining down softly. The curtains flapped against the wind, revealing the beautiful palace gardens.

The soft moonlight reached the room through the windows and shone down on the large bed filled with flower petals.

Sarah and Sia stopped in front of the bed. Even through their veils, Varian could see them blushing furiously. ．

“Who’s going first?” He asked without feeling awkward.

Sia and Sarah both glared at him.

“Both? Better,” Varian rolled up his sleeves and put Sarah over his shoulders, and carried Sia in his arms.

“N-No! Not both, there is an or—mfff.” Sia’s lips stopped as Varian crushed them in a domineering kiss.

All the arguments and persuasions flew out of her mind and Sia’s eyes grew misty.

“Sia first! Sia first! That’s the order we decided!” From behind his shoulder, Sarah flailed like a helpless bird.

“Oh? Then I’ll respect your decision.” Varian agreed and Sarah floated away from his shoulders and landed a bit away from the bed.

She stared at Varian putting Sia on the bed and pressed against her throbbing heart.

“I-I will be back after she’s done.” She stormed off like she was fleeing for her life.

“She’s feeling a bit unconfident ever since that day,” Varian muttered and turned his gaze to the beauty sitting in front of him on the bed.

In the smooth black clothes that were now slightly wrinkled, Sia was incredibly sexy. She didn’t show any skin except her shoulders yet she exuded more temptation than any naked woman could.

Her veil did a good job hiding her face but her lips were visible and those lips…

Varian leaned forward and Sia raised her head.

Their lips touched lightly for a simple peck.

“More,” Sia whispered.

Varian tore off her veil and tasted her lips. She tasted like vanilla and smelled like cinnamon.

“More.”

Their lips crashed against each other aggressively as the newlywed husband and wife fought the battle of lips. Their tongues danced together as they tasted each other intimately.

Sia looked into Varian’s eyes and he understood. His hands reached her back and unfastened the clasps, never leaving the kiss.

Her cleavage showed and with a gentle tap, the bra flew away, exposing her soft, tantalizing breasts.

Varian cupped the breasts and fondled them gently.

Sia’s tongue stiffened for a moment before she kissed him faster and with more intensity.

‘Cute.’

He flickered her stiff pink tips, causing her to pull back from the kiss and gasp in pleasure.

“N-No~”

‘I’m going crazy…’

Varian sucked and licked a nipple while he fondled the other.

Sia’s body trembled as she moaned in pleasure assaulting her senses. She held onto his head and leaned on it for support as Varian worked his magic. His other hand gently fondled and caressed her arms, stomach, and sides.

Under his gentle administration, Sia’s legs rubbed against each other as she felt her soul slowly burn in the fire of passion.

She wanted to fight back and tried to grab his rod a couple of times but she was feeling unusually sensitive today and had to helplessly give up any initiative.

Varian pulled her wedding dress up to her waist and tapped it lightly. The dress landed next to the bra and left her almost naked.

“I…how do I look?” Sia pulled her legs together and asked shyly.

“My heart is about to burst,” Varian said with a sincere expression and traced his hand across her soft thighs.

With each touch, her legs shivered. With each caress, the lust ignited in her body burned brighter.

Sia trembled as his hand reached to the inside of her thighs. The thin, sexy, lace black panty she wore specially for the wedding was already drenched in her love juices.

Varian’s hand moved around her sex, feeding her lust and arousing her. His caresses moved closer and closer to her cave, promising her mindblowing pleasure.

“Haha~” Sia closed her eyes and bit her lips to prevent the moans from leaking out. But she couldn’t stop her legs from spreading out in anticipation as his fingers gently traced along her outer lips, just outside the panties, and were about to go further in.

But those naughty fingers that should’ve touched her sex suddenly pulled back.

“You—” Sia opened her eyes to complain but a squelching sound filled the air and all her complaints vanished into a high-pitched moan as his fingers dug into her wet cave.

“Arghhh~”