Chapter 138: Care
“Rest a little longer, Lily.”
In the only tea hall of the royal palace that hadn’t been completely destroyed, Lily now lay stretched across a luxurious sofa, her head comfortably resting on the wide lap of a girl with purple hair.
“But you’ve been awake this whole time. Even after absorbing the Book of Truth, you never stopped to rest.” Lily spoke softly, the pleasant sensation of having her head gently caressed bringing a blush to her cheeks.
“I’m fine. After all the affection Lily gave me at home, I recovered my strength.”
“But don’t you need to return inside me? It’s been several hours already.”
“Since I absorbed the third book and became aware of my soul, I’ve been able to control the strain better. My body also handles the burden much more easily now. Though it still needs testing, I believe I can at least remain outside for a week without needing to return.”
Feeling the soft texture of Lily’s silver hair, Nia placed one palm on her beloved’s cheek, her crimson eyes meeting Lily’s.
“With everything that happened, I got distracted and didn’t notice right away that the ovum had been fertilized. The battle went well, but it was still a risk. I need to take responsibility for that. Even if I get a little tired now, it’s my duty as a wife to protect my beloved and our baby.”
Nia’s determined words made Lily place both hands over her belly.
A baby.
A tiny life so small it couldn’t even be felt yet.
But it was there.
They had done it. Truly, they had done it.
Unable to find a way to express such overwhelming joy, Lily had already hugged and kissed Nia countless times without pause, until her beloved had her lie down so she could calm down.
“Then I’ll accept without complaint.” Adjusting herself against that delightful lap, Lily closed her eyes and nestled closer to Nia’s stomach. Her wife’s sweet scent and warm presence quickly enveloped her, melting away the last traces of tension she carried.
Seeing her wife so safe and relaxed in her presence made Nia’s cheeks flush. Adjusting the tentacles hidden beneath Lily’s dress to make her as comfortable as possible, the metamorph checked the formal attire she was wearing.
Nia now wore a high-collared purple dress, paired with black velvet gloves and a wide, flowing skirt. She had bought the outfit during their date in Caligo, and thought this was the right moment to wear it.
While continuing to gently stroke her wife’s silver hair, Nia turned her gaze toward the window. With a swift leap, a black wolf jumped into the room, its eyes instantly focusing on its master and the metamorph.
Walking to the side of the sofa, Akasha curled up on the carpet and rested its head on its paws, the soft sound of its long tail swishing back and forth filling the room.
“Akasha really looks like a puppy sometimes,” Lily murmured. Because of their contract, she didn’t even need to turn or open her eyes to feel the fairy’s presence. “In a way, it feels like the whole family is together now.”
At the girl’s words, Nia and Akasha exchanged a silent glance before both turned away with a small “hmph.”
After several more minutes of quiet, Nia, still happily tending to her drowsy wife, suddenly raised a brow in surprise.
“How curious…” Nia murmured.
“What is it?” Lily asked, not turning her head, only snuggling deeper into the girl’s lap as she drifted into sleep.
“I’ve been trying to analyze what I absorbed from the Twilight’s body, but I can’t seem to extract any innate abilities.”
After defeating Drelkos, Nia absorbed the demon’s remains—or what little was left of them. Still, even after thoroughly examining it, the metamorph realized she could recreate the horns using the material, but aside from mimicking its appearance, she hadn’t gained any innate abilities.
“Could it be because there wasn’t much of the body left?”
Lily asked, and Nia nodded, bringing a finger to her chin in thought.
“Maybe that’s it...”
Feeling they had reached a reasonable conclusion, Nia turned her gaze toward the double doors ahead. Thanks to her mana-location, it wasn’t difficult to sense the figures approaching.
“Forgive us for the delay, Lady Lily and Lady Gardenia.”
Now wearing a long gown with gloves that covered her arms entirely, Thelira walked cheerfully toward the girls. At her side, a tall woman with translucent wings blushed faintly as she licked a glistening thread of saliva from her lips.
“My wife is pregnant, so she’s going to rest. I’ll handle what you need.”
Nia declared with confidence, her back straight as if she were forcing herself to fight against her shyness.
Lily couldn’t help but chuckle softly at her beloved’s concern. Placing one hand on her stomach and intertwining the other with Nia’s, Lily focused entirely on resting, leaving the matter in her wife’s hands.
Rhei moved to the side of the couch, folding her hands behind her back. Thelira, meanwhile, sat on the sofa across from them, adjusting her posture.
“I’d like to offer a proper reward for your help, but with the city’s reconstruction and all the money spent on weapons in preparation for this, honestly, our finances are stretched to the limit.”
“Lily and I didn’t do this for compensation. If that’s all, we’ll be leaving.”
With a visible frown, wondering if that was truly the only reason they hadn’t already gone home, Nia didn’t even try to hide her irritation.
“You’re always so quick and impatient, Paper Devourer.”
Entering through the door, a girl in a tight emerald dress practically staggered toward the sofa, dark circles under her eyes becoming more prominent with every step.
Sitting down, Elarielle picked up a stack of papers thick enough to form a small book and carefully handed it to the girl. “It may not be much for now, but take this.”
“This...”
The moment her crimson eyes scanned the content, Nia let out a whisper of surprise, staring at the elf, who wore a proud smile.
“Even though you’re handling all her bodily functions right now, a woman’s body goes through hundreds of changes during pregnancy. So, I prepared a list of everything you need to pay attention to.”
Nutrients, diet, care—an exhaustive and detailed guide of everything that would be necessary had been compiled. Nia’s eyes widened. This wasn’t generic. From beginning to end, the text had been tailored exclusively to Lily’s condition.
“I’ve listed the amounts of hormones like estrogen and progesterone that you should produce and manage weekly over the months. Since Lily’s physical constitution is unique, it might be necessary to adjust certain things considering the dark mana, so make sure to have regular checkups with me. We also need to take into account that, as a hybrid of human and metamorph, the pregnancy period may be different, so don’t forget to give me proper feedback with as many details as possible.”
“T-Thank you...”
Nia had no words to describe how valuable that was. Her trembling red eyes, wide with surprise, met the elf’s, who only showed a confident smile.
“Before being a warrior, I am a doctor. I will make sure this child comes into the world healthy. Just make sure not to eat this paper this time...”
After finishing her words with a light joke, like a switch being flipped, the golden-haired elf collapsed onto her sister, carefully caught by the girl now wearing clothes that almost covered her whole body.
“I think she’ll definitely sleep for a few days. Seems like it’s the younger sister’s role to take care of things now.”
Letting out a soft laugh, Thelira adjusted her sister’s head on her lap, running her fingers through the messy golden hair.
“With the royal guard wiped out, there’s still much to resolve. I need to make sure there are no more traitors among the noble families who make up the council. It may not be polite to ask, but can I count on Rhei’s help?”
Blushing, the elf looked up at the tall woman behind her before meeting Nia’s gaze.
“Sure.”
Nia was curious to ask the guardian about Sylvan, but she knew there was no rush for that. After all, holding the papers tightly in her hands, she had bigger priorities now.
“Zaylin.” Standing up and handing her sister over for Rhei to carry, the Sage spoke in a gentle tone.
“At your command.” Kneeling on the floor on the other side of the door, a pink-haired girl promptly answered.
“Let’s go, we have work to do.”
Leaving the room after another brief bow, the girls disappeared down the corridors.
Nia didn’t know much about politics, but she was certain that what those three were about to do would not be resolved through dialogue.
Standing up as well, the metamorph held her wife in her arms.
“There’s only one thing I can’t get out of my mind.” Feeling the comforting warmth of Nia, Lily spoke softly, her face brushing gently against her beloved’s purple hair. “How did that demon know how to create a Torment?”
Aside from those to whom Lily had revealed her theory of Akasha’s birth, only the former queen of the elves, along with Nerine and Sylvan, would know that to create a fairy monster it was enough to insert a large amount of dark mana into a fairy seed.
It wasn’t by chance; it felt deliberate, as if Twilight knew exactly what needed to be done.
Although she thought about it, Nia couldn’t imagine the reason either, so she only shook her head.
Lily wanted to investigate the matter further, but at the moment she lacked information.
“Shall we go home?” Turning to the metamorph, Lily whispered, receiving a smile in return.
“Yes!”
A portal resembling a starry sky opened before them, and still being carried in her lover’s arms, Lily tilted her head for a moment. A doubtful expression appeared on her face.
“Something wrong?” Nia asked.
“I feel like we’re forgetting something.”
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The smell of herbs spread through the room.
“They told me you were one of the reasons I was able to survive. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.”
Tucking her black hair behind her ear, the doctor in a long white coat bowed her head gently.
“P-Please don’t worry about that.”
The trembling voice came from a girl lying on a bed.
“It may not seem like it, but when it comes to healing magic, I am only second to Her Highness Elarielle. We managed to extract all the poison from your body and treat your wounds, but even so, your lacerations were severe. It will probably still take two or three days before you can handle routine activities on your own, and at least a month to return to normal.”
“I-I understand.”
The modest room muffled her voice, and since they were underground, the only light came from the soft artifact on one of the walls, serving as a lamp.
“Although it’s not much to show gratitude, I managed to reserve this room for you. It’s one of the private quarters in the barracks. I’ll place a sign so you won’t be disturbed, but if you need anything, just call us. Since all the wounded are being brought to this barracks, we’re a bit full, but I’ll come quickly.”
Letting out a small laugh as she covered her mouth, Klara left the room, sliding the wooden door shut with a soft thud.
Now left in the room, Selene let out a small, muffled sigh. Turning her head as much as she could, she stared at the shelf beside the bed. Since all her clothes had been destroyed in battle, a change of clothes had been placed at the side of the bed for her. However, since waking up, she hadn’t been able to reach them.
After all, lying on her bare body, three girls in maid outfits were pressing against all her most sensitive parts.
“Lady Selene...”
With a sultry, intoxicating voice, an elf pressed her body against Selene’s bare chest, both index fingers tracing circles around the hardened peaks of her nipples.
“Calla, you can’t keep doing this kind of indecent thing in front of the doctor.” A voice came from Selene’s right. With both breasts pressing against her arm, a mature girl rubbed her own face against her thigh.
“Aster is right, you can’t just start touching Lady Selene like that.” On the girl’s left, with thick thighs entwining against her collarbone and neck, another girl pressed Selene’s head against her modest breasts, warm lips and a soft nose brushing against her furry ears.
“But Bell, I can’t hold back anymore… and Doctor Klara isn’t interested in girls.” Now pulling on the rigid nipples like pincers, the girl defended her point, her hot breath spilling out of her mouth in heavy waves.
All three girls had green hair and violet eyes, proving their sisterhood, yet Selene’s wide eyes had no trouble picking out each of their traits.
Aster, the eldest sister, carried the aura of a mature and reliable woman. Her dark emerald hair was tied in a bun, carefully brushed to leave her forehead exposed. With gentle movements, she rubbed her ample breasts against Selene’s arm, as if telling her she was safe.
Bell, the middle sister, had short hair that fell to her shoulders. Her soft skin exuded a sweet scent of red fruits, making Selene stammer from having her head embraced by such a tender body. With her generously thick thighs coiled around the bedridden girl, the mischievous elf brushed the tip of her tongue and nose against the rabbit’s ears.
Calla, the youngest, with long hair and bangs that completely covered her eyes, revealed only fleeting glimpses of her gaze—two violet amethysts gleaming with predatory intensity. Though smaller in build than her sisters, her athletic body bore no exaggerated muscles. Her modest breasts pressed against Selene’s stomach, while her slim waist drew the rabbit girl’s eyes so strongly that she couldn’t resist the urge and held them firmly.
“Mmh...”
Selene felt her body arch from the tips of her toes to her fluffy ears as, for the first time, that kind of sound escaped her lips.
The blonde-haired girl knew she was an irredeemable pervert. Still, as someone who could spend an entire afternoon giving a speech about the proper kind of underwear for a moment of love, there was one thing she had never confessed to anyone.
She was a virgin… to her very core.
“Aah… Ahh…”
Of course, she had imagined it countless times. Wrapping her arms around a beautiful girl in a gentle yet firm embrace. Whispering sweet words into her ear while holding her chin and pressing their lips together.
But never, not even in her wildest dreams, could she have imagined this situation.
“W-Wait… Nhm… Ah…”
Selene could feel the heat throbbing at the center of her thighs. As she rubbed her knees together, a wet sound escaped.
“W-Why… are you doing this…?”
The mage struggled to form words, the shivers running up her spine driving her insane.
“The way you faced that demoness alone to protect us was so incredible.” Aster spoke, her face drawing closer, her warm cheek pressing against Selene’s.
“No one has ever done something like that for us. When the chaos began, everyone left us behind… but Lady Selene found us and fought for us.” Bell whispered softly, so close to her ear it felt like her words were flowing straight into her brain.
“You heard my plea and protected my sisters. You were so majestic, Lady Selene. Your magic was so beautiful—it felt like a wall keeping danger from reaching us.” Calla said with a teasing smile, her sharp eyes pulsing with hearts every time Selene’s body trembled with pleasure.
Slowly, each of the three girls slipped out of their maid uniforms. Beneath their bras, their flushed skin was fully revealed, three pairs of different nipples catching and holding the gaze of the rabbit girl pinned beneath them.
Calla slid her body down until she had a clear view of the girl’s most intimate spot. Carefully, slipping off her own black panties, she pressed her lower lips together with Selene’s, the petals of her pussy kissing against the rabbit girl’s.
“Kyaaaaah!” The bunny-eared girl cried out in shock, a shuddering wave surging through her arched body.
Up and down, side to side, at different angles—Calla’s pussy rubbed relentlessly against hers, while Selene’s right leg, raised without her realizing, was embraced tightly by the younger elf.
“Lady Selene… make us feel good too…” Aster’s sweet voice came as both of Selene’s hands were pulled toward two waiting thighs.
Her fingers slipped inside the hot walls of Aster and Bell before she could even process what was happening. Her thumbs massaged their most sensitive buds, their clits throbbing as more and more love juices spilled onto the sheets.
“Haah… Ah… Nhm…” Whatever Selene tried to say was lost, her words replaced only by moans.
The rabbit girl’s hips rocked again and again, the delicious friction on her clit heating her body into an overwhelming storm of sensations she had never known before.
Different kinds of sweat gathered across her trembling body.
“Lady Selene… Mnh… your fingers, I’ve never felt this good…” Bell moaned uncontrollably, clinging tightly to her.
The two older sisters exchanged a glance, then fixed their eyes on the rabbit girl whose ears were twitching in frenzied movements. At once, two tongues invaded her mouth, chasing her own as if her saliva were the only thing that could save them.
“We’ll take care of you. We’ll never leave you alone again.” Leaving small bite marks on the thigh she held, Calla whispered seductively, her violet eyes throbbing wildly each time the climax drew closer.
All four girls could feel the explosion approaching. Their bodies shook as waves of sweet pulsations grew into overwhelming tsunamis.
“Ah… Ah… Cumming…”
“Haa… Mhn… It’s coming…”
“Mhmmm… Aah…!”
“Aaah…! Cumming…! Cumming!”
All at once, the four girls arched their bodies and screamed uncontrollably. From between their thighs, four pussies burst, spraying a torrent of love juices across the sheets.
Selene could feel her body relax like never before in her life. A heat of absolute pleasure spread through her mind, flowing down her spine and leaving the core of her body in a state of pure delight.
Her legs trembled in long spasms, and she could feel herself squirting uncontrollably. Her toes curled tightly into the sheets, fighting to keep her steady as endless waves of her climax soaked everything. Tongue lolling out, her bunny ears arched back. Each of her hands was soaked, covered in a thick, sweet-smelling fluid that filled the room.
It was like floating on clouds—every part of her body hypersensitive, every fiber of her being feeling cherished.
Slowly, the three elves gathered around her body. Each positioned herself differently, drawing close to Selene’s face, their gazes locked intently on hers.
Absolute passion shone in every look, each girl holding her sensitive body through waves of orgasm so intense that she kept reaching smaller peaks without pause.
In the next moment, they spoke in unison.
“Selene, we love you!”