The next day, Sol woke up to a sensation that he registered from his most precious place.
Opening his eyes in wonder, he raised himself… only to see Isis manhandling his penis while looking at the throbbing organ with eyes filled with curiosity and wonder.
“Hmmm… Mind filling me up on the reason why I am waking up to your hand around my schlong?”
“Oh. Sorry, I was just a bit curious.”
Sol chuckled, he knew that Isis had a genuine sense of curiosity toward sex in general.
“It’s just so mysterious you know. Life, I mean.”
Isis placed a hand around her stomach, “I know you used that weird spell Nent taught you. But I just can’t help but wonder how magical all of this is. No special powers, no laws, no bloodlines. Any living beings, even the humblest ones can give birth to a new life, one way or another. Truly, what a wonderful and mysterious thing.”
Isis mused as she approached Sol and lifted her waist before slowly sinking the piece of meat slab into her sticky depths. The head of his shaft slipped her entrance open inch after inch until she finally fully took him in.
“Just one man and a woman. Mingling together can bring something even the most powerful demigods cannot do. Giving life.”
For Isis whose power revolved around death, this act would always be foreign and mysterious in her eyes.
Not even her father could create a perfect life and even the full might combined of her father, Ambrosia, and Echidna, could only bring something close to that with years upon years of effort and experiments.
But two simple mortals could do in five minutes what those three and many more could never hope to accomplish in all of their lifetimes.
She slowly started to accelerate her movements as she thought about this fact, causing Sol to groan as he felt her folds tighten strongly along his girth. He had just woken up and he didn’t want to stop himself from ejaculating inside of her.
“Do you… Do you want a child?”
Isis stopped for an instant before shaking her head and resuming her movements. She leaned down and gave a kiss on Sol’s forehead.
“I don’t think I am mature enough to raise a kid currently and…”
She went back up and placed her hands on his chest, the up-and-down movement of her waist accelerated and Sol felt like she was milking him for all he was worth.
“And?”
His voice came more like a growl than a questioning voice. He could feel that he was very close to reaching his climax…
“...And I want my child to have a home where no one can hurt them.”
With one last shake, she slammed down on his pelvis and made sure to tighten as much as possible around his vibrating schlong. The two of them opened their mouths wide and groaned as Sol released his semen into her while Isis experienced many small orgasms at the same time.
When the wave of pleasure finally passed, the two breathed roughly and Isis chuckled,
“So. Future daddy, let’s work hard and build our home, okay?”
Looking at her girlish grin, Sol wondered for an instant if Isis had some succubus blood in her or not.
Then again, since Anubis was a True Demon, that wasn’t completely impossible. He chuckled and caressed her black hair with his rough hands, a sentiment that Isis quite enjoyed…
“This is without a doubt the most interesting way of saying goodbye.”
“Well, I need to ensure you remember me while having fun outside. Though, I do seriously wonder if you will be able to walk with all those thirsty women around you.”
The two of them chuckled without a care in the world. This would certainly be one hell of an adventure. No doubt about that.
———
A few hours later, after making sure that everything was going well with Clara and delegating some of his authority to her, as well as changing his outfit to a more fitting one for his adventures ahead, Sol began to walk in the direction of his office.
The moment he opened the door, he could see the women who would follow him lined up in front of his desk and chatting about this and that.
The mage, Medea. She was wearing a black skirt and white colored shirt and this time, she did not have her witch hat above her head. This made her look even younger than she already looked with that teen appearance of hers but Sol found her current appearance to be cute.
The healer, Persephone. Persephone's attire was not much different from her usual garbs. But, rather than a robe, she was wearing black pants and an exotic green colored shirt. Out of all the witches, except for Ambrosia of course, Persephone was the one with the most mature body and her tight pants made her ass look really enticing, detailing her bubble butt and mature curves to a significant degree.
The swordsman, Setsuna. She was simply wearing black leather hot pants as well as a loose tank top that exposed her well-toned midriff. Her characteristic blue hair was tied in a ponytail, giving her a more valiant feeling than usual. Something that went a bit odd with her current setup but she was able to wield it with uncanny grace. At her hips, she had a crimson-black-hued double-edged straight sword.
The thief, Milia was… Well, it was hard to say that she was subtle. She was wearing black clothes from head to toe that made her look like a cosplaying ninja more than anything else. The problem was that… Her body proportion was quite a bit out of the norm and her massive chest could not be hidden by any clothes in existence so they stood out noticeably. In fact, the black clothes only made them even more prominent than her usual maid clothes.
Now finally, there was Sol, The Knight and Tank of the team… He was clad entirely in a ferocious looking black armor that was built like an iron fortress [1]. He was also holding a black helmet in his right hand. On his left hand was a towering shield that was almost as tall as him, giving the impression that he was a crusader ready to crush all enemies standing in his way with his shield of justice and valor.
Sol had been the one to send the design of this armor to the personnel involved and he was quite happy with the result that came out.
The armor was rather heavy and weighed nearly one ton. But this weight was just enough for him to not feel like he was wearing nothing.
“Oh my~ You look quite dashing in that armor of yours.”
“I decided to go all out. After all, I can’t really expose myself if I want to have fun, and wearing a wig is a pain.”
Persephone chuckled slightly at the answer before shaking her head. She wanted to tell that this armor was clearly a little too well made. Any adventurer would immediately know that he was some rich kid. But then again this whole thing was nothing more than a way to pass time for them so they didn’t need to worry about the minor details.
“Anyways, everyone looks great and it seems like we all chose the dark theme.”
“We are looking like some legion of doom.”
Medea grimaced as she looked at their attire to which Persephone simply chuckled,
“We look like a bunch of escorts accompanying a young master as he plays the role of the adventurer.”
Medea stopped and looked around and was forced to admit that this was indeed the case. The four of them all looked like dainty women who wouldn’t be able to hurt a chicken.
“Hehe, well it isn’t false.”
Sol simply laughed out loud. This made him feel like he was going to a cosplay convention rather than a life journey of adventuring. Surely, the others wouldn’t really like this. But so what?
“Well. Now that we are all gathered, I think we need to make some ground rules.”
He placed his hand together, “I believe everyone here can single-handedly take care of any mission we would undertake while searching for Lilith. So, rule one… We are all adventurers. Which means none of the uses should be stronger than a Duke. In fact, it’s forbidden to use intent when we do any quest.”
Setsuna winced slightly at that rule. She was the only one who wasn’t a duke at the party. Sol noticed her reaction and laughed out loud, “Setsuna please, I don’t think any Duke in the Kingdom except Milia and Lilin, can even hope to face you.”
Milia raised a hand, “Your Highness.”
“I am not the prince now.”
Milia froze. “Hmm…” She was quite lost about what to say or rather what to call him other than his title.
“Call me Sol.”
“But…”
Milia fidgeted. It was one thing to call him by his name when they were alone and making love but here? In front of everyone?
“Call me Sol.”
He grinned and looked as she fidgeted before sighing in defeat. “S-Sol… Kuh. Your Highness, I believe the restriction of our realm is useless for you. After all, you cannot lower the strength of your body.”
Milia spoke so fast one would think that she was rapping. Sol laughed out loud at her cute reactions but the problem she pointed out was indeed real.
“Well, we will deal with this as we go.”
He shrugged, “Anyway. Rule one… Avoid one-shotting everything. Rule two… No honorifics.”
He said so as he looked pointedly at Milia and Setsuna.
“There, I will just be Sol. Okay?”
They looked aside but nodded nonetheless.
“Any other rules?”
“No. We are going to have fun. So now this brings to the heart of the matter.”
He coughed a little, “Persephone, will you play the role of the navigator?”
It was shameful to say but… out of all those presents, the only one who had truly roamed outside of the capital was Persephone.
Persephone giggled. She knew that something like this would happen and was prepared for it.
“Very well. I guess we need to do one thing before anything else — Taking the adventurer test to obtain a license.”
A soft smile formed on her face. She wondered how those four people with common sense outside of the norms would fare during the test.
She spread the map and pointed at a place in the territory of the Highlands.
“Let’s go to the adventurer guild.”
This promised to be an interesting journey.
[1]: Imagine the armor of Guts from Berserk. Honestly, I wanted to make him weak in Artoria's Lancer Armor. But that one might be reserved for the war.
(AN: Vol 12 won’t be too long. I think 30-40 more or so chapters will be more than enough. Obviously, when I say this it means it won’t just be an adventure. The adventure itself is more of a way for me to show you guys the outside of the Capital and of course, have fun with the original group of girls.)
