Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

“What are you doing, child?” Mira asked as Aldred sucked on her nipple.

“I thought you want me to suck it.”

“That was a test.”

“Oh… can I still suck them though?”

“…”

…

At a little corner of the Thignia Kingdom, bordering between Montcresia, and Ceraisian stood a mountain of incredible height. Its tall cliffs of sun-baked stones were gnawed by unceasing winds. This was Mount Fargon. The source of many myths and legends. A wyrm flew near the mountain. Suddenly, a giant basilisk snapped out from a cave and bit its neck. The wyrm screeched in pain as the basilisk pulled its prey to the cave, and the scream of its prey was never heard again. The climbers who were hanging on the cliff had a grim expressions when they saw this. Mount Fargon was said to contain a treasure more valuable than others. Every year, brave and slightly crazy explorers would come and try to climb its peak.

But it wasn’t the wind nor the creatures that they should be worried about. 𝘦𝑎.𝒸ℴ

It was the guardian of this mountain. A powerful woman with the power of stars in her hand.

Stella Altum was standing at the edge of the fenceless balcony. Her dark-purple eyes gazed upon the fools that disturbed her peace. A golden disc, slightly broken, floated in front of her. It turned and faced the climbers.

She raised her slender and tan fingers. Her eyes filled with longing as she looked at the stars in the night sky.

“Call upon the stars.”

The stars in the sky lit up and sent a streaking light that entered the disc. The disc shone and spun, exuding out star particles that glittered around it. She raised her dark-gold staff, ending with the shape of a sphere at the end. At the center of the sphere was a tiny core of a star.

“Falling Star.” Her staff pointed at the explorer, and the disc fired a beam of golden light that seared and burn the freezing air. The explorer widened their eyes when they saw the golden beam headed toward them.

Before they could make sense of the event, their whole beings were turned into dust particles.

The monsters within the mountain trembled in fear and scurried back to their caves. But they knew, should the guardian deem them a nuisance, they’d be dead when they sleep.

But the explorers did not die. Their dust particles gathered at the foot of the mountain and formed into human bodies.

The explorer did not have any clear memory of what happened, but every time they looked at the peak, their whole body shook.

A magical voice whispered in their head: “Never return.”

The explorer ran, and they’d never be seen again.

Stella sighed at finally shooing the intruders away. She patted her white and golden robe that revealed all of her legs, while her upper body was covered by a thin, tight, intricately carved golden armor that revealed a large part of her tanned breasts. She humphed and turned away from the view of the clouds below to go back inside. The explorers had a terrible habit of breaking things at times. All for the sake of the so-called treasures. She recalled what the explorers had done to her peak and disturbed her peace. Shaking off bitter memories, Stella glanced at his attendant, standing and staring at the stars with an astrolabe in his hand.

“Something changed in the formation of the stars,” he said. “The fate of this continent will change, though I am not sure if it is for the better or the worse.”

“What is the cause?”

“It’s not what, but who.”

“Show me.”

The attendant waved his hand over the astrolabe, and it shone in golden light, spinning and turning. Golden particles flew out of it, hovered in front of them, clumping together, and then transformed into a screen that revealed a boy who was sucking on a nipple.

“…”

“…”

“I think the device malfunctioned,” the attendant said about to hit the astrolabe.

“It does not malfunction. It always worked the way we intended to, and it will always be.”

“So this is the person that changed the destiny of this continent?”

“Perhaps, but I am not taking any risk. I will teleport the boy to another continent so he did not disturb our peace.”

She raised her staff. The tiny star core shone ever brighter. The stars in the night sky lit up. Moving the staff left and right, up and down, the staff made a golden trail of glittering light, making a golden engraving of a star in the air. Pulling the staff behind her back, she then thrust forward. The engraving lit up. The stars in the sky fired a beam of light toward the boy.

That’d take care of the problem. The power balance of this continent must be kept, for if it tilt slightly, there would be a great disaster ahead. She had been doing this for a while, after all, her peace might be disturbed if the continent was in havoc.

A thin layer of red screen appeared, blocking the beam that came from the stars.

“What?” Stella stared at the red screen with wide eyes. “Who did that?”

Suddenly, she felt a cold and smooth hand moving on her neck. Her body froze in place, trembling as fear seeped into her heart. Sweat trickled down her forehead. The attendant stepped back in fear as well.

Eve smiled, fairly pleased at their reaction. She had known the existence of all the powerful beings on this planet that may or may not threaten her son.

“You will not disturb my son anymore. Not until he matched you in strength or when he disturb your peace.”

She vanished.

Stella gasped for air. Never before had she felt such heavy pressure on her whole body.

She fell on her reclined chair, leaning back as she thought about the warning earlier. A castle floated above the mountain and she felt that same pressuring presence again.

“Who is she?”

…

Aldred woke up with two beautiful women in bed. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and fondled Mary’s breasts. She was still asleep. He gave her cheek a kiss before turning around and fondling the nun’s breasts. Yesterday, she had allowed him to suck on her nipple. Because he was ten-year-old, she let it be.

‘That’s right. I am a ten-year-old boy. Kekekek.”

Mira was a beauty with deep green eyes and smooth blonde hair. Her body was curvy with a plump butt and well-endowed breasts. Something rustled behind him, and when he turned around, Mary smiled and greeted him.

“Good morning, Aldred.” She caressed his face and gave his lips a kiss.

“Morning, Mary.” He gave her a kiss as well.

Not long after, Mira also woke up. “Beautiful day,” she said with a smile.

The other soldiers opened their eyes and prepared for their routine.

Mary glanced at the nun. “Why are you covering yourself with blankets? Take it off.”

“Wait, no—”

Mary quickly pulled the blanket, revealing her ripped dress that showed her breast and wonderful skin.

The soldiers looking at her burst out blood from their noses. They quickly ran out of the barrack as Bartram entered the door about to wake them up.

Bartrem noticed what was going on. “Aldred. I will look for the ingredients you need. After that, we may try to make the healing potion.” He left immediately.

Mary recalled that the nun tested Aldred last night. She forgot about it and wanted to see if the nun hid something under the blanket. And because of that, her naked figure was crystal clear for Aldred to see.

“I will get you a new dress.” She unlocked the handcuffs.

She left and returned quickly with a new blue dress. It was the same as before, tight-fitting and revealing a large part of Mira’s thighs.

“Thank you, Mary,” Mira said after wearing the dress. “It’s wonderful that our names sound the same. Mira and Mary.”

Mary ignored her comment. “As a water magician, you should be studying or training with us. But since Aldred is the only magician here, you will train with him.”

Aldred was stronger than the nun, and he had an undead squad with him, Mira wouldn’t be able to run with the boy’s flying skill. And Mira had the perfect reason to train with him as he was the only magician in this platoon.

“I am happy with that,” Mira said. “Aldred is a smart boy. I’d have a wonderful talk with him later.” 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝘰𝑚

“Pongo.” The penguin woke up and yawned, stretching his limbs and body. The penguin looked left and right, then he noticed a plump, full breast covered by a blue dress. He immediately pounced and rubbed his face onto it.

“I was about to ask, but what creature is this?”

Veins popped up on Aldred’s forehead. “He’s called a poop penguin. I think he’s native to the poop nation.”

“I never heard of that. Why is it called poop penguin?”

“Because he loves to eat poop.”

“Oh…” Mira grabbed the penguin with her finger carefully and put him on the bed.

“Pongo pongo (He lied to you. I never eat poop).”

Aldred laughed. For one reason or another, the penguin did not want to or maybe couldn’t speak with others except him.

Aldred, Mary, Mira, and Pongo exited the barrack. Mary decided to train with the soldiers while Aldred and Mira wanted to find a wider place to test their magic. Pongo followed the nun.

They arrived at a wide plain. The grass reached below Aldred’s knee.

“Mira, can you teach me how to manipulate water?”

“It is possible. But, a magician usually only has one affinity to one element so they generally use one element to fight. Some magicians have better affinities than others.”

“But magicians aren’t limited to controlling the elements, right?” His parents literally created small galaxies for his entertainment when he was a baby. Aldred wondered how they did that.

“Correct. There are spells that magicians can learn without having their affinity. They are called non-elemental spells. A non-elemental spell can be cast by chanting its name or simply thinking about it. Of course, to cast this spell without chanting is slightly harder. Let me give you an example.”

Mira took a deep breath. “Silenesco canula.”

Multi-colored glowing particles rose under their feet and spread five meters around them. The grass that touched these particles grew taller, thicker, and stronger. They were so strong that when they grew, they lifted Aldred along with them. And so currently, they were standing on a five-meter tall platform made out of the grass.

“This is amazing.”

“Why are the magicians not learning more of these non-elemental spells?”

“That’s because they are harder to learn. It took more time to learn a non-elemental spell than an elemental spell that fits your affinity. But this type of spell is good for those who have terrible affinity in certain elements.”

“Is there anything else?”

“You know so little yet your fire magic is so powerful. If you master your fire manipulation you might learn a sub-skill.”

“What sub-skill?”

“Creating lightning.”

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