The night passed without a noteworthy event. Rykard was too shattered to remain awake for long enough to engage in anything more than a casual breast squeeze.

  The morning was a different affair entirely. Once he woke up, Rykard was swiftly moved to the bathroom. His entire harem, save for the twins, engaged in the careful cleaning of his entire body using soap-sthered breasts and slender fingers. The event was gradually becoming a part of the rituals that awaited him after victory.

  There was a bit of haste underlying it all. Hey and Helenn were taking turns sucking him off at a rapid pace, as instructed by Miyo. “You’ll have difficulty persisting for such a long time without a sex sve to take care of your heavy balls,” she observed in an entirely factual tone.

  “Part of the reason why I came to deliver the news personally,” Rykard confessed, groaning when he came for the second time that morning. The succubus gulped down his seed. “I’ll likely take at least one of you along.”

  Miyo nodded, her eyes drifting along the gathered women. The emerald spheres stayed on Mena and Tena, who sat somewhat awkwardly at the side of the rge bathtub. “I wished our meeting was on a more rexed occasion, new loves of my Master, but we’ll have plenty of time to catch up another time.” The two nodded quickly. There hadn’t even been enough time for first impressions to settle yet. It was likely Rykard would not find out how they integrated until he came back.

  “Let’s settle that matter first,” he decided.

  “The choice on who to take along is, of course, yours, Rykard,” Miyo told him, only to then immediately state her opinion on the matter. She did not need to be asked to advise him, queen that she was. “The only one of us you should not take along is Vyra. Her condition makes her difficult to journey with for long distances. Either her or I should remain anyhow, we are the most skilled at administrating in your absence. Beyond that, I believe all choices are valid - although I recommend a smaller group, for the sake of supplies and swiftness.”

  Rykard nodded, then made his choice.

  “Miyo, you’re coming with me,” Rykard stated, to the redhead’s visible eltion. It was rare to see the redhead smile so openly, but there she was, bowed over him, rubbing his shoulders, grinning like she was made out of the red rays of dawn.

  The announcement was met with a few disappointed whispers, but nothing overly malcontent. He pat the heads of succubus and angel, kissed the shoulder of the vampire, and gave the elves a long and longing look. “We barely had a day together. I’ll make this up to you. I swear.”

  “You better,” Tena demanded, her voice demanding but not bitter. Mena slowly nodded, a gentle and yet equally urging motion. The two had left behind the entirety of their old life on the promise of a better one. “At least we’ll be free to love here, right?”

  Rykard smiled confidently. “Of course, no one of my other girls would interfere with you - Just remember that you’re all my women.” He looked expectantly around the room. “I want to see you all on your best behaviour when I get back. Do try to keep each other… properly maintained.”

  “”Yes, Master,”” everyone answered in swooning unison.

  “Good girls,” he hummed and leaned back, to enjoy his queen’s massage for a few seconds before the next urgent topic reared its head. “Let’s see how the map developed.”

  “Barely any movement,” Miyo noted. “Minor expansions here and there. The Contestant in the desert has a new tile that has not been reduced to sand…”

  “Perhaps we’ll get an answer to that mystery during the Divine Game.” Rykard let out a long groan when Hey dragged her demonic tongue from balls all the way to the top of his cock. “You’re eager.”

  “I’m taking what I can get before you’re gone,” the succubus stated, then took him fully into her throat.

  “Hey, hey, friend, let me have a share!” Helenn compined. Interestingly, the haughty demonette relented, letting the short and stacked angel stuff her own throat with his hard manhood - and orgasm in the process.

  While the moans of the blonde massaged his cock, Rykard could not help but notice that Helenn looked… changed. “Finally seen it?” Hey purred and flipped back some of her cascade of hair. “Being a deflowered and kept succubus has its perks,” she purred.

  “So does being the Master of a succubus,” Rykard hummed. He was treated to the hot smooshing of pale, gold-marked against red, bck-marked tits a moment ter. The pair of tantalizing, pliable mountains enveloped his dick and kept moving up and down, mixing precum and saliva with soap that had been, through careful alchemical processes, made tasty.

  “The ck of advances from the other contenders is to our advantage. We have a lead we can sacrifice,” Vyra pulled his mind back to the matter at hand. That her own voice was slightly tinged with the pleasure she derived from dragging her gigantic tits over the muscles of his midriff somewhat distracted.

  Miyo’s demand still went heard. “How have you and our nation developed, Rykard?”

  “A great question,” he answered and put together the spell that visualized the various aspects of his power, beginning with his Nation and Estate. “Do tell me if you have achieved anything of note in my absence,” he requested. The spell was part divination and yet worked best when he had all of the information at hand immediately.

  Miyo gave him a swift and motivating summary. Over the past few days, they had each fulfilled their tasks amicably, streamlining some of the processes and supply lines between the Hexagons. The result was an increase across all fields of the nation, except for the military. There was simply too little to work with there, for the time being.

  Still, adding to this the sheer wealth of the Whisperwoods, the Nation Overview looked quite promising.

  The Estate had simirly increased at a pleasant and gradual pace. His women were not wasting their time. That they did not have the same boundless potential as him limited them somewhat, but they were still among the greatest minds in their individual fields and powerful enough to each be the queen of an empire in their own right.

  “You’ll all perform splendidly in my absence,” he hummed, kissing and patting whoever he could reach. The twins smirked and joined the service of his manhood with smooth motions. Four tongues greedily pped at his manhood, worshiping every centimeter while they still got the chance.

  It couldn’t be said how long they would be apart. The journey to the teleporter was just the beginning. It was neither clear how long the game would take nor how long the trip back would take. For all of that time, longer, much longer in most of their cases, than he had known them for, they would have to deal not only with the new Hexagon he left for them to pacify but also with getting to know each other.

  It was a risk on multiple fronts. Risks were what the gods enjoyed being taken and risks were what he had to keep indulging in to keep increasing the reach of his kingdom and his own personal power.

  “Time to see how I developed,” he said and conjured the windows.

  His understanding of Etiquette had been sharpened, his Presence became even more refined. Hardly a surprise after he had so eloquently negotiated with the elves, utilizing his wits and charm.

  His Perception had greatly increased, as had his Creativity.

  It was his Dexterity and his Resistance that had most benefited from that recent trip, likely due to all of the ways he had needed to maneuver through the magically infused underbrush of the Whisperwoods. What was more, he felt like he had crossed a little threshold, his growth across all fields of mastery was only going to make his toolset ever more reliable.

  Same went for his magic. His ability at Destruction and Illusion had increased, a somewhat surprising development. Likely the general growth of his magic circuits lifted these somewhat ignored schools up to the levels of the others, in the process letting him exercise ever greater feats of supernatural ability.

  Beholding the magnificently flowing tree structures of the Whisperwoods had increased Rykard’s understanding of Enchantments and Artistry quite a bit.

  Last but by no means st was his skill at Seduction. He had teased an entire vilge with his presence, perhaps that was why it increased so dramatically. His Allure had kept pace and given him even greater confidence in his sexual abilities, after so aptly seducing the two elves that were sucking on his sack while angel and succubus pped the precum off his cock.