“So it’s finally the day...”
Standing in his undergarments in front of a mirror, Sol murmured to himself.
Even though it hadn’t been that long since his awakening, so many things happened that it barely felt like one year had passed.
As usual, the one who was taking care of his clothes was none other than Milia herself, he could have asked the other maids to help, or could have simply done it himself, but he wished to spend some quality time with Milia.
After all, since that day, she had been even busier than he had been.
With Edgar, Aria, and Ketia, they had more or less managed to put back the crown’s shadow on its feet.
While they had yet to verify if the members of the Feet and the Eyes who were in foreign countries were corrupted or dead, at the very least, the agents present in Lustburg had all been taken care of.
“Your highness, your luggage is ready.”
“Thanks.”
Smiling, he put his hand on the backpack filled with clothing and food specially prepared to last at least a few weeks and placed it in his dimension.
Sol did not know what would happen once he entered the Astral dimension. But he did not wish to be taken by surprise. Being prepared for the worst situation was always the most optimal solution.
He had trained enough that he could now near-instantly enter his dimension if necessary, so his life could be said to be protected as much as possible.
Despite this, Sol could not hide a sliver of worry.
After all, he would go on this trip alone.
Even though he believed that he was strong enough to at least not get killed on the first hit by any random mob, this did not change the fact that he had lived all his life in this world without even once stepping outside of the capital.
It was like the stress one would feel when about to travel to a foreign country for the first time.
Only that in his case, said foreign country was an alternative dimension filled with mythical creatures.
“Your highness, are you alright?”
“Well, I would be lying if I said I was completely okay, but don't worry. It mostly stresses me more than anything else.”
“Stress, is it?” Milia gave a faint smile before walking toward Sol, “Then, what would you think of me helping you relieve a little of that stress?”
Sol tilted his head and inwardly counted the amount of time they had left before giving a grin,
“Why not? It might take some time for me to come back after all.”
Caressing Milia’s beautiful face, Sol leaned and gave her a gentle peck on the lips.
This was then followed by a full-blown kiss, where the two of them seemed to try to devour the other.
The sound of rough breathing and saliva being shared as their tongues entwined was the sole sound filling the room. The more they kissed each other, the more their temperature rose.
Finally, they slowly separated while sharing passionate gazes. Their lust, having been fully ignited.
Kneeling down, She lowered Sol’s briefs and freed his already erect penis.
Filling herself with his scent, Milia’s expression seemed to melt because of the ecstasy she felt and began to unbutton her tops.
Her large breast bounced a little the moment they were freed from the robe encasing them.
“Oh? It seems like a naughty girl had been expecting this.”
Sol remarked with a raised eyebrow. After all, she wasn’t wearing any bra.
Milia responded by giving a coy smile and continued to do what Sol could only describe as worshipping his cock.
She sucked, licked, and did everything right. But, Sol did not wish for just that.
Stopping her with his hand, he brought her to the bed and told her,
“Let’s do it at the same time.”
Without waiting for her approval he laid down on the bed and took her over him, her skirt covered his face, and all he could see were her magnificent thighs and her slit. Clearly, she had been going commando.
Milia, face to face with Sol’s dick felt a shiver and a wet sensation on her privates. Clearly, Sol had begun to tease her.
“Then I won’t lose.”
She did not hear his answer, but from the increase in frequency of his tongue licking her, it was clear that he heard her.
This was now a competition, one to see who would bring the other to climax first.
After a rather intense but short session, with Sol as the winner, the two of them rushed to take a bath before proceeding to completely wash off all traces of their tryst.
Now again in the room, the two-faced each other as if nothing had happened.
The main difference in the room was the absence of the previously drenched sheets and the fact that Sol was now clothed.
“How am I?”
This time, Sol was not wearing a completely white and gold military suit.
When combined with his blue eyes and short golden hair, Sol looked like the kind of man who could tell no lie. A pure example of purity and handsomeness.
Watching him like this, Milia blushed even more, while keeping this picture in her mind.
Since that time when Sol nearly busted her and she had had to destroy her collection to avoid getting caught, Milia had been living in pain and suffering.
Now though, she swore that she would create an even better collection. One that could surpass all known limits.
Stepping next to him, Milia began to straighten his clothes a little, as if she was a housewife sending her husband to work.
Lowering his head, Sol gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead as he murmured,
“Thanks for always being there for me.”
Since the start of his new life, Milia had been the one constant that had never changed.
In this world, she was the one he trusted the most and the closest one to him. A shoulder on which he could rest his head to rest while everyone urged him to rush forward.
She may be a little crazy, but it simply added to her charm, making her more endearing to him.
Soon, that constant in his life would vanish for an indefinite amount of time.
It might be for a short few days or a few months or even a few years.
The time flow in the Astral dimension was completely chaotic.
At the very least he knew that the divine beasts had certain control of time in their own territory and at least more or less followed one uniform time flow. But that was all.
Giving a bright smile, Milia hugged him and said,
"You saved me when I was in the deepest pit of hell. Even though it was not something you did intentionally, I pledged my eternal loyalty to you on that day. Without a doubt, this was the best decision I had ever taken."
Taking a few steps back, she pinched the hem of her skirt and gave a curtsey.
"When you leave this room, you will leave as a prince. But, when you come back from the Astral dimension, you will do so as a King.
This is why let me renew my pledge...Will you accept it?"
Sol opened his mouth before closing it.
He wished to refuse, to tell her it wasn't necessary. After all, she was his woman. But he understood that for Milia, being his servant and being useful to him was her greatest pride.
That was why "Wait for when I come back. Then, you will make your pledge and form a contract with me."
Milia, opened her eyes wide,
"Are you sure? Forming a contract would only bring you demerits."
Milia understood herself. Even though her shadow devouring power was not bad, compared to the other possible partners of Sol this was too shabby.
It was even more so since Nuwa had an aspect of devouring far more developed than her own.
In the end, forming a contract with her would only be a waste of Capacity in her opinion.
Sol simply reassured her with a faint smile,
"I do not care how much it will cost me. All I wish is to have you on my side and grow stronger together. So, once I come back, let's form a contract, alright?"
Saying so, Sol broke into a cold sweat before discarding the idea that flashed his head.
He remembered the fact that the sentences he had used were filled to the brim with death flags, it was worrying
But everything would be alright. He was sure of it.
Still—
"Milia, please, go prepare another backpack and fill it with clothes, food and water as well as the necessary equipment to survive in the wild for extended periods of time."
It was better to be doubly sure.
(AN: Not sure whether or not Sol will make a contract with Milia. It will depend on how the plot evolves.)
