Alchemy Zero

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Alchemy, humanity's only way to challenge the gods.
The ability to create life, alter the structure of objects, and create something from nothing is
the pinnacle of alchemy. However, it is also considered a blasphemous and forbidden power by Catholics. Therefore
, conflicts between alchemists and Catholics occurred countless times in this chaotic era.
But because alchemy also brought power and wealth to the powerful, it did not perish. Instead,
with numerous restrictions imposed, it gradually grew stronger in the shadows, unseen by the faithful.
My father was such an example.
He dedicated his life to alchemy. Although not famous, he certainly made our family wealthy
, even bestowing upon us the title of baron and land, a castle… While it was more likely he could have bought it
, a noble title always made things easier.
However, due to years of hard work, my father passed away, leaving my mother and me alone.
I was only ten years old at the time.
Although one could survive a lifetime by being frugal, my
interest in alchemy, influenced by my father from a young age, was no less than his.
To make ends meet, my mother dismissed most of the maids, except for Lux, who had been
bought by my father and was originally a slave with nowhere else to go, so she was allowed to stay.
However, six years later, about a year ago, I
discovered a secret about myself in my father's diary.
I was indeed born to my mother, but my father, using alchemy,
added many astonishing elements to my body in addition to the characteristics of both my parents. In modern terms, he continuously implanted the traits of other beings into my body during my growth
.
I don't know how my father did it, but I vaguely know that when he was still alive, he always
slept very soundly… even the diary only mentioned it briefly, but that was enough to leave
me stunned for an hour.
It's called "other creatures," but it's really just adding the traits of three other creatures: dragons, slime-type succubi,
and some unknown demon race.
I can roughly understand why they added the traits of dragons and demons (dragons = immortality, demons = magic
), but a succubus... does Father want me to become a slayer? Seriously...
Speaking of which, I had my first sexual experience when I was fifteen... the person was Lux, of course.
However, because it was an accident caused by drinking on my birthday, I didn't actively
seek her out after that. Instead, she always took the initiative to make love to me under the pretext of "serving her master."
But from her, I learned that her reproductive ability had been sealed by the slave traders of the time through an unknown magical
ritual in order to gain the ability to live forever (an alternative method besides capturing fairies
), leaving me unsure whether to be happy or sigh.
The magic of this continent, known as "Keyel Continent," is not for everyone—only
the long-lived and beautiful elves and the demons dwelling in the dark abyss truly possess the ability to use magic… Furthermore, this world does not have
beings called "gods," but only deities worshipped by various races (including humans). As for humans
, they can only
use magic through rituals to activate its effects or by forming a contract with elves.
However, due to the strange phenomenon of a gender imbalance, pure-blooded humans are becoming increasingly rare…
It can be said that any human who can use magic has some degree of blood from other races
.
About ten years ago, a "hermit" appeared in the "Dark Guild" in the eastern part of the continent, allowing the "Dark
Guild" to firmly establish itself as the leading guild among the three major guilds on the continent. This caused my father, who belonged to another guild, the "Alchemy Organization
: Sepal Guild," and other members considerable trouble, yet they were powerless to reverse the situation.
Later, I learned that the true identity of that "hermit" was far beyond our imagination.
Another year passed, and this year I turned seventeen. Before I could fully sort out
the doubts surrounding myself, another event helped me find my future amidst the chaos. My mother passed away.
Due to an epidemic at the time, my mother, who had taken on household chores so I could focus on my alchemy research,
fell seriously ill. After exhausting all methods I could to save her… including alchemy,
she passed away six months later.
Now, looking at my mother's body lying on the bed, seemingly asleep, my mind was not so
much blank as it was a jumble of thoughts, unable to come together. It had only been an hour since my mother's death.
Closing my eyes to gather my thoughts, I opened them again and said, "Lux, go to the third
room in the basement and bring me 'Solid'."
"Yes, Master." Lux obediently left my mother's bedroom.
The so-called "solidification" is a preservative, but it's not injected into the corpse; instead, it's a gaseous
substance surrounding the body, maintaining its state before death without causing the hardening that can occur with conventional embalming agents
. Of course, this only works on corpses and is harmless to living organisms.
The only problem is that the corpse must be completely naked. So, after Lux left, I began to
remove all of my mother's clothes.
Although my mother was nearly forty, she maintained a remarkably good figure, and her beautiful blonde hair further
accentuated her elegance. Her high, firm breasts, like bamboo shoots, showed no signs of sagging even when lying down. Her long-untouched
private parts, surrounded by golden pubic hair beneath her joined feet, gave me an urge to
worship her with a masculine symbol.
However, I knew very well that this sexual urge stemmed from the succubus-like nature within me; I didn't consider myself
a necrophiliac… but it seemed that almost all the predecessors I knew had similar tendencies.
After all, corpses are also materials for alchemy.
"Master, 'Gu' has arrived...this..." The man entered carrying a flask containing a milky white liquid.
Lux looked surprised when she saw me strip my mother's body naked.
"This is just a necessary measure, give it to me." I got out of bed and held out my hand, gesturing for her
to give me the flask. "
Yes." Lux handed me the flask and asked, "May I ask what Master intends to do...?"
"...In a sense, it's resurrection." I uncorked the flask and poured the liquid
around my mother's body. A drop of milky white liquid landed on the bed and immediately turned into white gas,
coiling around my mother's body as if it were alive. "But I also know very well that a departed soul will not
return..."
"So?"
"Consider it creating a companion for you, or rather, a substitute for your mother..." I
smiled bitterly, placed the flask on the ground, and left the room with Lux, closing the door and letting
the white gas fill the room.
The next month was for collecting materials.
In the world of alchemy, legends abound of predecessors who, through surgery, directly
replaced damaged parts of severely injured living people with substances of superior nature, achieving healing or even cure.
Of course, I don't need to turn my mother's corpse into something resembling a weapon or a sex toy;
minor surgeries will suffice. I admit
I'm incapable of performing such intricate surgeries that completely replace nerves and blood.
The methods my father used on me as a child are also completely ineffective on the dead.
Physical modifications, besides using microsurgery—a technique extremely difficult for me—can also
involve activating the body through liquid alchemy, something my father excelled at.
The troublesome part lies in shaping the "soul."
Most alchemists create so-called "dolls" using magical crystals as
containers for personality and memories… essentially, artificial brains. But since the brain function is still intact, shouldn't magical
crystals be unnecessary?
As it turns out, I was far too naive.
Magic crystals, besides being used as a brain, are also a source of magic power… For the “doll,”
magic power is life itself.
So, after a week of preparation and creation, the first attempt ended in failure.
“Looks like we still need to find a usable crystal.” Having been exposed to alchemy, Lux has also
developed some basic knowledge: “But we don’t have any of these at home…”
“Looks like we’ll have to go find ‘her’ again…” I said somewhat helplessly, “She’s the only one around here
who collects crystals.”
“Hmm… I remember Master and ‘her’ were childhood friends?”
“For ‘her,’ seventeen years is just a blink of an eye. ‘Childhood friends’ doesn’t really apply.” The
“her” I was referring to was actually a “little” fire dragon living in the cave behind the mountain… not exactly little,
probably over a hundred years old by human standards. But by dragon standards, she was about my
age.
Renya, that’s her name.
After preparing everything, I had no choice but to leave Lux to look after the house while I headed to the back mountain
. It took me half a day to reach the cave where Renee lived.
But before I even stepped inside, roars and screams echoed from within, finally
subsiding after a great tremor.
Probably some reckless adventurer had tried to steal the treasure Renee was guarding.
"That smell…it's you, Carter?" Calling my name, a beautiful red-haired girl
peeked out from the side of the cave, radiating anger.
Carter Norredon, that's my name.
"…I'd better leave, or I'll probably be a corpse soon." I was telling the truth—because
dragons are notoriously stingy when it comes to the things they guard. One wrong move, and I'd probably end up
like those greedy adventurers, a corpse or her food—though I knew Renaya wouldn't be
so cruel to me…
"…I see, so you're here for the treasure too?" Hearing this, Renaya
immediately saw through my intentions.
Her anger hadn't subsided, but it wasn't directed at me.
"If you're not going to give it to me, just say so. I'm not some robber," I said cautiously. "And I
'm not taking it to sell for money; it's for alchemy."
"…Let's go in first." Without any further action, Renaya simply gestured for me to enter.
"Then I'll disturb you." Although I was still a little worried that she might do something harmful in her rage,
not going in would be disrespectful, so I reluctantly went in. The cave wasn't very long, and since I also had dragon blood, even though it was completely dark, 　　I could still see most of what was
there . 　　 Bloodstains, mutilated animal carcasses, and other unidentified liquids— 　　it's possible the animals staying here were slaughtered by the intruders, or perhaps they were used as targets by the enraged Renya. 　　 Renya was wearing only a red camisole and red leggings— 　　her usual attire for going out; perhaps she had just returned. 　　 After walking for a while, we arrived at her dwelling, a large, empty cavern large enough to hold two or three adult dragons 　　… but it clearly showed signs of a fierce battle. Besides the disarray of the original furnishings and 　　bloodstains scattered on the ground, we saw the corpses of three male adventurers and three female adventurers standing at one end, 　　their eyes vacant and unresponsive to our arrival. 　　 "…Soul-Shattering Spell?" I immediately recognized them as being struck by Renya's most proficient spell—a 　　mental spell capable of shattering even the soul. 　　 This surprised me somewhat—given her personality, anyone who angered her was almost certainly doomed.

Instead of using the Soul Shattering Technique, which involves a lot of complicated post-processing.
"Those three are yours, I don't need them." Renia's tone was still unpleasant, clearly her anger
hadn't subsided.
"Oh? So generous?"
"Stop nagging!" Renia had no intention of answering my question: "By the way, what
kind of materials would come to me?"
"I need a crystal to act as an artificial brain." I
said while helping her tidy up the environment (after all, it's better to exert effort than risk one's life when you need something from her), "My mother passed away..."
"...Human transmutation, is that right?" She saw through my intentions at a glance.
So-called human transmutation is not simply the recombination and regeneration of the human body's components; anything
related to the human body can actually be interpreted as human transmutation.
Naturally, regardless of the type of alchemy, it must adhere to the so-called "equivalent exchange" principle. Human
transmutation is also classified as "the greatest hurdle in alchemy" because it
is the most stringent in terms of "equivalent exchange. " Some people have
lost their limbs, internal organs, and even their entire bodies after undergoing the highest level of "Human Transformation," "Direct Physical Transformation ."
Therefore, my father not only practiced what he preached but also constantly warned me never to touch the highest
level of "Human Transformation," "Physical Transformation." And I, being quite self-aware, only focused on the lower levels of
"Human Transformation," "Human Body Modification," and "Soul Transformation (referring specifically to personality and memory)."
There is another type of "Human Transformation," which is similar to a patchwork method, using various natural substances to create
a body comparable to... no, it should be said, even stronger than a real person. Currently, it seems only the so-called
"Number One Alchemist," nicknamed "Handsome Dale," possesses the technical ability... but according to rumors,
that guy is an all-powerful black market, and I don't have the resources to deal with him.
As for the hermit known as the "Alchemist of Soul Creation," it was a long time before I met him
.
"Hmm... I guess it's because I still can't bear to let my mother leave me." As I spoke,
my mother's beautiful smile reappeared in my mind: "I know that the departed souls will never return, but... there
will always be some expectation and regret in my heart."
"I see... I was thinking of taking those three people with me to be your servants, to take care of your mother...
" Hearing my words, Renia's tone sounded somewhat disappointed.
"No wonder you spared their lives..." I suddenly realized.
"You have dragon blood in you, you shouldn't die as young as your parents, right?"
"I can't guarantee it, only time will tell." I said honestly.
"...Alright, I'll go look inside after I finish tidying up here, but I can't guarantee it will be suitable for you."
"...Are you still angry?"
"Of course, I just went for a walk and humans barged in..." As she answered me,
her grip on the tidying up became much stronger, and she even kicked directly.
Her volatile temper is one of the reasons I rarely visit her, though she often comes to chat with me.
It's obvious it's because I have dragon blood that she's so fond of me. However, I can't quite
stand her temper... whether it's in general or in bed.
"Lenia, that corpse..."
"I'll eat it when I'm hungry." Just as I expected.
"Then I won't touch it." Ignoring the corpse lying on the ground, I tidied the area to a presentable state—
except for the bloodstains, which, even after washing with water from the nearby stream, still left some traces.
"Alright, alright, that's fine. I don't live here often anyway." Seeing my efforts to wash away the bloodstains
, Renia said, "Don't act like it's all your fault..."
"We're neighbors, after all..." Hearing her say that, I was happy to save my energy.
"Then I'll go check if there's anything you need in the warehouse. You can take this opportunity to check them out first."
With that, she grabbed the three corpses with both hands and headed deeper into the cave without looking back, leaving
a long trail of blood on the ground… a wasted cleaning job.
Although I hadn't seen the size of her warehouse, judging from her long lifespan, even with a good memory, it
would still take her quite a while to find it.
Speaking of which, the reason dragons collect human treasures seems to be not only because they simply like sparkly items
, but also because gems are one of the "foods" for dragons to replenish their magic power.
Without further ado, I need to see if these three female adventurers' bodies suit my taste. If they do, of course I'll keep them
with Lux; if not… I'll subject them to mental and physical modifications and sell them as slaves.
I've collected similar "things" before, and later "modified" them into slaves to sell to nearby
nobles (either they didn't suit my taste or something just didn't feel right), making a profit. But for me, those were only
mid-tier goods; I wouldn't feel bad selling them.
The three stood there listlessly. The woman on the left looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, with
tear tracks visible in the corners of her eyes. She was about my height, and judging from her light clothing and the sword sheath at her waist, she was probably an archer. Her
short purple hair made her look even younger, but unfortunately, although her waist was quite slender, her breasts were clearly underdeveloped.
Judging from her somewhat thin arms and shoulders, she was probably a novice. Poor thing, she encountered this
fiery female dragon so early in her career, and ended up like this.
The woman in the middle looked much more mature, half a head taller than me, probably no more than thirty
. She had a good figure, with a noticeable valley, and long black hair that almost reached the ground, though her face
seemed a bit too powdery… Judging from her somewhat revealing clothes and the staff lying on the ground, she was probably a mage.
As for the woman on the right, she wore iron claws on her hands, clearly either a thief or a ninja… Her
clothes had been reduced to barely covering her body by Renya's attack, making her profession unclear at first glance. Although
she looked to be about my height, her chest was quite well-developed, and she had brown hair with cat-like...
With their ears and cat tails dangling from their rear ends, they must be cat-people from the dense forests of the western continent
.
The mages and archers weren't seriously injured, but the cat-people who were either ninjas or thieves suffered quite a few scratches
.
Hmm… not exactly amazing, but they're quite to my liking. Keeping them around to keep Lux company should be nice.
Of course, my so-called "inspection" naturally included physical touching… because of the "Soul Shattering Technique
," whether I squeezed their breasts or pulled down their panties
to check the tightness of their vaginas, they still didn't react at all.
Since they were completely unresponsive to external stimuli, I naturally couldn't take them home with me—I always practiced physical training, so I naturally walked this half-day journey, 　　without even bringing any
teleportation items . 　　 This is where my essential items came in handy—I 　　grabbed the backpack I'd left aside while tidying up, took out some medicine, and decided to heal their wounds before proceeding with the "mind control." 　　 The original "mind control" process typically involved putting them into a deep sleep, followed by 　　a brainwashing technique even more aggressive than hypnosis to replace their personalities and memories. However, being attacked by the "Soul Shattering Technique" meant that 　　while the first step was omitted, it rendered them unresponsive to the outside world. 　　 My specially made medicine allowed their wounds to stop bleeding and scab over within minutes; the process 　　is self-explanatory. Then, it was time for me to use my "ability"—as I extended my right hand, my index, 　　middle, and ring fingers instantly changed shape, becoming amoebas, even turning a bright 　　blue. 　　 Then, the three amoeba-like fingers "attached" to the foreheads of the three women, and my consciousness instantly 　　connected with theirs. 　　 Thus, the first step was complete. 　　 Next, I was originally going to create new personalities and memories for them individually… but for now, I just want to give them 　　the ability to receive commands and act; the rest can wait until we get home. 　　 However, I'm not very skilled at this step yet, and this "half-hearted" approach has caused unexpected 　　changes in them. 　　 After I completed the construction of their external communication (in other words, to make them at least able to 　　obey commands like wooden magical dolls), I withdrew my fingers. 　　 But after I withdrew my fingers, their eyes began to clear from their previous dazed state; in other words, 　　they regained their senses. 　　 The moment their eyes met mine, they immediately showed joy: "Master!" 　　 It seems to be beyond my expectations… but oh well, I was going to keep them for myself anyway, and 　　having three more at home isn't too much of a problem now. 　　 "Come on, introduce yourselves first, let me see if you've forgotten anything." This was, of course, 　　an excuse—although even if I asked them to introduce themselves in a commanding tone, they definitely wouldn't suspect a thing. 　　 "Yes, Master, meow." The cat-woman's cheerful demeanor and distinctive verbal tic perfectly reflected 　　the characteristics of her race—though she seemed completely unaware that her clothes were tattered, almost 　　revealing her underwear with the slightest movement: "Miya. Mori, is a Chunin, twelve years old this year, meow." 　　 Only twelve years old... she looks like she's already fifteen or sixteen... it doesn't matter, orcs are always 　　precocious anyway. 　　 "Morani. Renas." The mage in the middle bowed respectfully to me, her breasts jiggling with each bow 　　: "I am an ice mage from the St. Morris Order, please take care of me in the future." 　　 The St. Morris Order... as one of the three major military organizations on the continent, if I'm not mistaken, this order is not 　　only powerful, but its tough style even makes the king of Bris City, who rules this place, give way. 　　 "Uh..." The purple-haired archer seemed a little flustered, taking a moment to consider before saying, "I... 　　I'm Kana Morpheus. This is my first time out here..." 　　 A complete novice. 　　 "You're pretty quick..." At that moment, Renya returned from the depths, carrying a small bag 　　. Judging by its bulging shape, it was clearly filled with quite a few things. 　　 "Not at all, it's just that I'm a little ahead of schedule." 　　 "There are some things I suggest you let things take their natural course." She didn't say it directly, but just from her words 　　, I knew that Renya actually had quite a few reservations about things like "mind control" that went against nature. 　　 She handed me the small bag—much heavier than I expected: "These gems are all 　　of good purity; they should meet your needs. I also included a few medium-grade gems that can be exchanged for money, as a 　　token of my appreciation." 　　 Compared to the typical dragon race, who rarely interacted with people, Renya certainly had more humanity. 　　 "...Thank you." A warm feeling welled up inside me. 　　 "Don't thank me yet. I'll probably be visiting you for the next couple of days." Renya's next words 　　truly made me stop laughing: "Thank me later... I'll pay for your living expenses, don't worry." " 　　 ...Avoiding the limelight, huh?" Although Renya's combat strength was definitely not weak among dragons of her age 　　, she still worried about the impact of fighting humans. It was probably dragon hunting season again 　　, which was why even a high-ranking dragon like Renya had to avoid the limelight. 　　 "...I guess so." Hearing my speculation, Renya's expression suddenly became much more complicated. 　　 The "Dragon Slayer Sword" was the only weapon in this world that could directly kill dragons, and 　　knights who could freely wield the "Dragon Slayer Sword" were called "Dragon Slayers," an absolutely essential fighting force for dragon hunting. 　　 Therefore, dragons almost never openly appeared in any corner of this continent... except for a few 　　playful young dragons, or "orphans" like Renya who had been born on this continent. 　　 Perhaps because they are relatively easy to come into contact with humans, the dragons living on the continent all 　　act in human form. Unless they encounter a "dragon slayer" or someone who can see through their true nature at a glance, their lives are actually 　　quite peaceful and smooth.

The only safe zone for dragons on this continent is probably the three major academies, including the largest, Bris Academy
—after all, these were personally designated as "non-
war zones" by the kings of the three major nations to which they belong. So far, no "dragon slayer" has been foolish enough to oppose the three nations… though
it's common to see "dragon slayers" enrolling in these academies.
Right now, I'm actually handling a request from Renya that's not exactly a request—to create
items that can withstand the "dragon-slaying sword," whether it's armor or at least a shield…
However, after several months of trial and error, there's been no progress.
Besides avoiding the limelight, Renya probably wants to personally supervise the progress as well.
"Oh, right, Master, meow." Seemingly remembering something, Miya said, "We also have a companion outside,
a female priestess from the cult. Let's make her Master's slave, meow…"
An innocent face, yet she uttered surprising words.
Because she acknowledges me as her master, she's reduced herself to a slave… right?
"There are still people outside... I can have the men."
"I'm not interested in male slaves either." I nodded in agreement with Renya's words.
It seems that, at some point, female alchemists created male slaves and male alchemists created female slaves, which
had become an unwritten rule. Although Renya was bisexual, she seemed to be more
interested in the taste of men.
"Then, bring her in, Meiya."
"Yes, Master!" As soon as she finished speaking, Meiya disappeared in front of me.
"Her abilities are strong, thankfully she didn't wield the Dragon Slayer Sword." Renya's words were a very good
evaluation of Meiya.
Soon, Meiya appeared before everyone, carrying a female priest who was a size larger than herself—the female
priest had fainted, probably knocked unconscious by Meiya.
Her priest's robes were white with blue trim, and the emblem of the St. Morris Order was emblazoned on the shoulders. Her face was quite
pretty, and her black hair was neatly cut, showing that she was well-mannered.
After Miya laboriously placed the female priest on the ground, I naturally used the same method as with the other three
to rebuild her personality and memories.
Then she opened her eyes—upon seeing my face, she immediately blushed and jumped up from the ground, apologizing profusely
, "I'm so sorry, I actually fell asleep here... I am a priest of the St. Morris Order, Tessa
Reynolds... Please take care of me, Master."
Seeing her clumsy appearance, even Renya couldn't help but laugh.
—After bidding farewell to Renya, the five of us returned home under the cover of night.
After explaining our experience in the cave, Lux said to the four of them with great pleasure, "Please take
care of me in the future as well."
Then, I first had Lux take the gems and other items to the warehouse for temporary storage, while I took
the four of them to the modification room in the basement for the second stage of physical modification (since it wasn't a change in appearance,
I call it modification... in my aesthetic opinion, their appearance didn't need any extra changes).
"Come, take off your clothes and get into the tanks." I
commanded them as I activated the four modulation tanks in the room. "No matter what happens, you mustn't speak or make any movement."
"Yes, Master." At my command, the four of them began to remove their clothes without
hesitation.
Soon, four naked bodies were displayed before me, causing a considerable tent to form in my crotch.
After they entered the modulation tanks, I closed the lids and added artificial amniotic fluid. Because the amniotic fluid
had a sedative effect, they quickly fell asleep, floating in the amniotic fluid
like Sleeping Beauty.
This was a process to bring their bodies close to immortality. I think the
parts of my body that are not human were probably also created using these modulation tanks. Of course, because it was based on the physical
characteristics of dragons and demons, there were still some slight changes to their bodies.
It will take another day to complete... so I left the mixing room and went to the warehouse to start selecting
gems that could be made into magic crystals.
"Oh, this one's not bad." From the bag, I found a ruby the size of my palm, and
I could feel that it was filled with a high concentration of magic.
Where did Renya find this thing...? Such a large one containing magic, there are hardly
any on the continent.
I really admire the dragons' ability to find these kinds of items. Now I'm spared the trouble of infusing magic, otherwise
, such a large one would require at least a month of work to complete... There's definitely not enough time.
Because it's not a direct "human transmutation" using materials, magic crystals don't need to be imbued with thinking
functions; they can directly use the brain to think... This can only be used on people who have recently died, and brain cells
are so fragile that they begin to die from lack of oxygen shortly after a human dies. Therefore, "dolls" made in this way
will have some "malfunctions" in their thinking abilities.
My mother, resurrected through "human transmutation," I don't know if she'll be the same as she was in life, or
if she'll end up like a doll. All I can do is try my best and leave the rest to fate.
The implantation of the magical crystal actually proves the synergy between alchemy and medicine—first, the heart is removed,
then the modified crystal structure is implanted to replace it, and then the extracted blood is returned.
The modified crystal, like the heart, can circulate artificial blood throughout the body. Magic
thus fills the body.
But this cannot be called resurrection, although it's said that the cells that make up the human body only die
one by one seven hours after death…
After suturing the incision, I put my mother's body into the conditioning tank, letting the amniotic fluid revitalize
the various cells that make up the body, including the brain cells. Only after confirming the brain cells were safe could I proceed with the final thought modification
.
"Master, you've worked hard." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I relaxed a little. Lux
brought me a drink. It's been a week since I returned. I 　　went back to the living room to relax
after placing my mother's body in the mixing tank . 　　 After quickly finishing my drink (a good one), I asked, "Where are the others?" "I sent them to clean the basement," Lux answered while 　　massaging my shoulders 　　 from behind . 　　 "I see..." I closed my eyes, enjoying Lux's massage skills. 　　 "Master... are you looking forward to it? Your mother's resurrection..." 　　 "Resurrection... I wouldn't dare think that way. It's enough that my mother can appear before me like a living person 　　. I'm not so optimistic about whether her personality and memories can remain as they were before she was alive." 　　 "I'm sorry, I misspoke," Lux apologized, but stopped massaging me. Then, as I 　　opened my eyes with a bit of confusion, she was already kneeling between my legs, pulling out my penis 　　: "Let me... apologize to Master." With that, she began to serve my penis with her mouth. 　　 This kind of relaxation wasn't bad—so I didn't stop her, instead keeping my eyes closed and letting Lux continue 　　"serving" me. 　　 "Ah, um... Master's taste... so good..." Lux was immersed in the pleasure of oral sex, 　　making me even more excited. 　　 "Master, I'm done cleaning, meow... oh dear~" Hearing Miya's voice, I opened my eyes and saw Miya 　　looking surprised, blushing as she watched Lux serve me. 　　 "Come here." 　　 "Yes, Master, meow..." Hearing my call, Miya rushed to my side, looking expectant 　　. 　　 "Come, sit here." I had her sit on my stomach with her back to me, and then said, "Do you know 　　what I want to do?" 　　 "Yes, my body and soul belong to Master, meow... Please enjoy, Master, meow." Miya 　　said happily, her body trembling slightly. 　　 "Very good." My hands began to gently 　　caress her full breasts through her orange ninja uniform (made by Lux herself). 　　 I could feel her erect nipples. 　　 "Ah, ah, Master, you're so good, meow... Your hands are so... so warm..." Under my caresses, 　　Miya lay limply in my arms. 　　 Out of curiosity, I moved one hand between Miya's legs and slipped it inside her clothes... I could directly touch 　　her furry, slightly damp pubic hair. 　　 Sure enough, she wasn't wearing underwear. 　　 "Ah...so good, so good, meow...Master's hands feel so good, meow..." Meiya 　　's pleasure seemed to come quickly. I had barely slipped my hand inside her clothes, firmly playing with her breasts, when her juices 　　began to flow from her honeypot, quickly wetting my fingers. 　　 "Master, I'm sorry." Lux, unable to contain herself any longer, stood up, lifted her skirt, revealing 　　white stockings and panties, then climbed onto the sofa, one hand holding my penis, the other pulling down her panties, 　　and sat down with longing. 　　 "Ah..." She uttered words of joy as my penis entered her. 　　 "Ah...Master, I want it too! I want to be penetrated by Master, meow!" Seeing Lux's expression, Meiya 　　began to plead, tearing off her ninja uniform with one hand, revealing her body brimming with desire. 　　 "Good..." I comforted Meiya with kisses, while simultaneously growing another penis from my stomach, which 　　thrust straight into her honeypot. 　　 "Ah...so good, so full, so comfortable, meow..." Miya immediately showed an expression of ecstasy, 　　and her buttocks began to move up and down. 　　 Of course, I couldn't turn my whole body into a slime; only a part of my body could change. I don't know if it's 　　because of the clash with the characteristics of the other two races. 　　 Along the way, Lux picked up Miya in front of her and began to caress every part of her skin. 　　 Miya was happy to respond to Lux's actions, unbuttoning Lux's clothes and playing with her bulging 　　breasts. 　　 "Ah...Miya is making me feel so good..." "My sister's hands are making my body so hot, meow..." 　　 The two were having a great time, and I was happy to lie on the sofa and let them enjoy themselves, while also feeling Miya's 　　tight honey hole and Lux's overflowing secret place. 　　 "Oh dear, you're actually doing this in the hall?" Suddenly, Renya 　　's voice came from the hall door. 　　 I looked up and saw Renya standing at the entrance of the hall with her backpack—she'd always been like this, 　　walking straight in through the front door as if this were her own home. 　　 "You're still the same." 　　 "Alright, alright, I won't bother you any longer. Just find someone to take me to my room to rest." Although she wasn't ignorant about matters between men and 　　women, Renya seemed a little embarrassed. 　　 "Okay. Tessa~" 　　 "Yes, Master… Wow…" Tessa, who came up from the basement and was also dressed in a maid's outfit 　　, blushed when she saw the three of us. 　　 "Take Renya to the guest room on the third floor." 　　 "…Yes, Master." Blushing, Tessa still obeyed my order: "Then, Miss Renya, 　　please come with me." 　　 "Hmm, enjoy yourself." After saying this to me with ulterior motives, I followed Tessa upstairs 　　. 　　 Don't tell me she's in heat—a female dragon's heat is more of a disaster for a male dragon. 　　 "Ah...no, I'm coming..." "Ah...Miya, let's...let's 　　give it to Master together..." The two suddenly became more intense, followed by a stiffening sensation. A large amount of vaginal fluid washed 　　over my penis, which also caused me to ejaculate. 　　 Then, Miya held Lux and passed out from pleasure.

"Hehe, Meiya's orgasm was quite intense..." Lux chuckled, letting Meiya turn around and lie on top of me
before getting up to straighten her clothes.
"I'll go talk to them about the key points of taking care of Renya later. I don't want her to tear this place down in a fit of anger
." I picked Meiya up, my hands still lingering on Lux's breasts, while Lux
deliberately left her blouse unbuttoned, only adjusting her lower body clothing, her movements becoming increasingly slow.
"You, from now on, when there are no outsiders, you don't need to button your blouse, really..." Seeing how much she
enjoyed it, I decided to let her wear it like that from now on.
"Master is so mean. Last time you told me not to wear a bra, this time..." Blushing, Lux didn't
resist at all. After I let go, she left the hall, letting her two breasts
sway in the air.
At this moment, Meiya also snapped out of her daze, but still clung to me tightly: "Master, can I
just hold you like this, meow?"
"No," although Meiya's honey pot felt nice, my job wasn't just about making love:
"Go help other people, it's not like you won't have time later."
"...Yes, meow." Although she looked disappointed, Meiya obediently climbed off me
and ran to the basement, completely ignoring the water stains left on her thighs from my semen seeping from her honey pot
.
At this moment, Tessa came down the stairs leading upstairs: "Master, Miss Renya is settled in."
"Oh, that's good." I said while straightening my clothes, "Remember to ask Lux
about the key points of serving Renya. If she's unhappy, she might raze this place to the ground."
"I understand. I'll go back to work now."
"Okay, go and rest after you've finished sweeping."
"Yes, Master."
After Tessa obediently went downstairs, I got up and headed towards Renya's resting room.
—The day I met Renya was when I was six years old—that day, Renya was
severely injured and captured by hunters with the help of dragon slayers, and then sold to my family in dragon form… At that time, she looked
only as tall as a person, probably not even a hundred years old.
As far as I know my father, he's not the kind of person who would disregard humanity for the sake of alchemy. Although he
was also doing human transmutation-related work, he only touched on the related experiments superficially. In terms of alchemy
, Renee was indeed a very rare "experimental subject," but Dad only provided
samples of her blood, muscles, and bones... although Renee was quite uncooperative at the time.
That day, still very curious about everything, I, at six years old, sneaked away to the place where Renee was kept—
a fiery red dragon lay on the ground, its body wrapped in bandages.
"...You smell like a dragon." Dragons' mouths aren't suited for human speech, so even communication
was done by directly transmitting information to each other's heads.
However, I was terrified at the time, almost bursting into tears.
"What? Just a little kid..." Seeing my expression, Renee simply opened her golden
pupils to look at me before closing them again.
"Uh... does it hurt?"
"Of course it does..." Seemingly bored with my question, her answer sounded very impatient.
Next, my father discovered me and sent me back home—but whenever he went out on errands or was busy,
I would still sneak off to see Renia, sometimes bringing her some food.
Although we always talked to ourselves, for someone so young at the time, having someone to talk to was
already a blessing. After all, my father was busy researching alchemy, and my mother and the other servants were always busy with
other things, so they rarely played with me. Therefore, until Renia came, I was very bored
.
Then, after two years, my father completed his research report, and Renia's injuries healed.
Then, in front of Renia's puzzled expression, my father let her go.
"Why did you let me go?"
"For me, the information I gained from you was enough to compensate for the money I paid for you."
That was what my father said at the time.
"I don't like owing humans favors."
"I don't like talking about favors either. Anyway, you're free now."
"...Your child, you must have used alchemy to do something to his body, right? He smells of dragons
..."
"It was a last resort."
"A last resort?"
"Because...it's a family trait, I had to do it." That was the only answer my father gave Renee
—later, when he learned about my health in his diary, he also learned that our family had always suffered from a hereditary
disease that led to premature death.
But even my father himself didn't know if the changes he made to my body were effective. Before the answer
was revealed, he died from the hereditary disease later known as "leukemia."
After leaving my family, Renee didn't disappear; instead, she settled in a cave in the mountains behind our house.
The second time I saw her was at my father's funeral when I was ten years old. At that time, she already possessed
the ability to transform into a human form: short, wild red hair and a light red two-piece outfit;
most people would probably mistake her for an adventurer.
However, even so, I recognized her at a glance—probably due to the dragon genes within her
.
After a brief conversation, I learned that due to the unique ecology of dragons, she had
been in a "transformation period" for a whole year, only waking up two months ago. So, she wanted to travel around to see the world,
and she took the opportunity to tell me about it during her father's funeral.
As a result, five years passed before Renya reappeared before me, until now, two years later.
— —Opening the door, what came into view was Renya, who was about to take off her top, but only halfway through, looking rather...
Her not-so-large breasts looked even more alluring now, and she was wearing a camisole that barely covered her front,
making her already high and firm buttocks appear even more prominent.
If she weren't Renia, I really would have had the urge to push her down.
"What? You're not done playing with the maid beside you? Now you want to play with me too?" After pausing to show her
surprise, Renia took off her top completely and stood brazenly in front of me, letting her
two mounds of flesh sway in front of me.
Although she looked like a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, Renia's behavior was far from that of a "girl
. "
Well, she was a dragon after all...
"I really wonder how you got through the past few years..." I sighed helplessly, but my eyes couldn't
leave her body.
"I just got through it. As long as I didn't encounter a 'dragon slayer,' it wasn't a big deal." Without
putting on any clothes, Renya walked to the window, watching the sunset gradually disappear into the mountains. "Besides, I've always
acted alone, so I haven't had much contact with humans... At most, some men have approached me because they're lusting
after my current body, but I've chased them away." As she said this, Renya turned to look at me.
"...I don't deny that your body is indeed very attractive to men." Seeing her
almost hungry expression, I couldn't help but recall the scene last year when she "forced herself on me."
That wasn't a pleasant memory.
"Don't forget to come down for dinner later. There are still some clothes you wore when you lived here in the wardrobe, wear them or not.
I won't object if you want to conjure them up yourself..." To avoid embarrassment and the possibility of being pushed over
, I suppressed the urge in my crotch and turned around, saying, "But please don't revert to your original form in the castle, okay?"
"...When have I ever reverted to my original form here?" Although I knew I was just worrying unnecessarily, Renia
still wore a wry smile as she walked to the wardrobe, opened the door, and selected clothes from inside
: "Oh, by the way, do you know the Fire Phoenix? One of the Seven Holy Beasts..."
"Yes, I know." Of course I knew—the Fire Phoenix, one of the Seven Holy Beasts of the continent, and also the one
with the most fiery temper among the Seven Holy Beasts, but for some reason, Renia seemed to get along very well with her... But knowing her is one thing
, I've never actually seen her in person.
"She made a contract with someone before, but her master seems to be quite lenient with her, allowing her
to roam freely across the continent... I just met her a few days ago." Renya
said excitedly as she put on a red, openwork camisole that was even bolder than her previous one.
It was clear that Renya longed for a close friend. But thinking
about this, I started to feel a little resentful... Was I not good enough to be her close friend?
Without saying anything more, I just sighed meaningfully and left Renya's room.
—Dinner time. Renya, who had devoured Lux's dinner in just a few bites, asked me
a question that almost made me stumble: "Do you know... how to make a contract?"
"Why did you bring this up?"
"...I heard that 'Dragon Slayers' and hunters only hunt or capture wild dragons, so I thought, if
I find a master... maybe I can escape their pursuit." Renya's expression was very serious
, clearly she had been considering it for a long time.
What she said was indeed true, but...
"Want to trade freedom for security?" I shook my head: "That's not like you. Besides, your
heart may not necessarily submit to humans, don't let yourself regret it."
"Then, what if the object is you?"
"Uh?" Hearing Renya's words, I was stunned.
Are you kidding me? Has Renya changed her personality? She actually wants me to be her master?
"...You're not cut out to be a slave." Thinking of Renya's violent personality, and my true
feelings for her, I had no other answer but to refuse: "And is the relationship between us only that of master
and servant?"
"If you don't want it, then don't, why say so much?" Renya was obviously displeased with my refusal, and
without even giving me a chance to explain, she left the table and walked towards her bedroom.
Asking for help and still acting so arrogant, I could only smile bitterly, but I also felt that if I didn't make things clear, there would be
endless trouble later.
"Master, Miss Renya, she..."
"I know, she's just too proud to admit it." Knowing what Lux wanted to say, I stood up
and said, "After all, being constantly in a high-pressure situation where she's either captured or killed has made her develop
this arrogant attitude in everything she does, so she won't be looked down upon... I dare say she doesn't even understand the definition of a 'servant
.'"
"Then..."
"I'll go up and explain it to her, otherwise it'll be troublesome if she continues to misunderstand." I stood up:
"After you finish eating, please clean up. I think I probably won't be coming down for dinner today..."
"Please be careful, Master." Lux replied very cautiously. - Arriving at Renya's bedroom,
I saw her standing by the window with a complicated expression, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
"Could you explain? What happened to you during your walk?" I walked to her
side. "Or perhaps, in your eyes, I'm just a passing traveler?"
"No… I just… suddenly feel afraid of the future." There
was indeed a hint of fear in Renya's eyes. This was something I had never seen before. "I don't know why I thought about those things…
What if I really am killed by the 'Dragon Slayers,' lying dead in the wilderness… would you just forget me and
marry the woman you love and have children…?"
"Renya…"
"…Carter, am I not good enough to be your slave? At least if I die, you'll know
…"
"Stop talking!" I interrupted her agitatedly halfway through her sentence. "I won't let you die! No…"
"Anyone can take anything from my wife!"
"Huh?" I realized what I'd just said when I saw Renia's stunned expression.
However, I didn't think I'd said anything wrong.
"Our relationship doesn't necessarily have to be 'master and slave,' does it?"
I said firmly, patting her shoulders. "Or perhaps, I'm not qualified to be your husband?"
"N-no, I..." She seemed confused by my words, even blushing
.
She looked really cute blushing.
"Blushing. Are you shy?"
"Ugh!" Renia pushed me in protest after I said that.
If Renia were an ordinary human, this push wouldn't have been a big deal... but as a dragon, Renia's
push sent me flying, and then with a "thud," I crashed into
the wall behind me.
Although the wall didn't crack or shatter, it was still quite a shock.
This reminded me of the day I made love with Renia… because she gets so excited she can't control
her strength, I almost had my back crushed by her legs that day, and I was bedridden for a month.
"I-I'm sorry!" Seeing me like this, Renia ran over in fright: "Are you alright?"
"I-I'm fine…" I said, but I was in so much pain I couldn't move: "It's
better than being bedridden for a month…" "
…Ugh, you remember…" Renia's face turned even redder.
"Looks like you need to train your strength control first, otherwise I'm afraid I'll die on your stomach one day
." I deliberately made a "break in the waist" gesture.
"Oh, how dare you make fun of me!" Renia was both embarrassed and angry, grabbing me with both hands and pinning me to the ground.
"Whoa! What do you want to do?"
"Needless to say, rape my husband!"
"Whoa…"
—What woke me up was a… no, two strange waves.
Two waves that gave me goosebumps.
Although I'd been exploited by Renya all night, the fatigue had dissipated after a short nap... I wondered
if it was from getting used to it, or from the inhuman power within me?
But I was still unable to move—Renya was still tightly embracing me, fast asleep, and my member
was still deeply buried in her honey pot...
The next second after I opened my eyes, Renya also opened her eyes, visibly trembling.
She tried to speak, but I preemptively signaled her to be quiet.
The only thing that could frighten dragons was the "Dragon-Slaying Sword."
An assassin had infiltrated my house! And a "Dragon Slayer" wielding the "Dragon-Slaying Sword"!
Was it to kill Renya? Or...?
While my mind was still pondering the attacker's origins, the sounds of weapons clashing against each other rang out outside.
I got out of bed and looked out the window, seeing three figures clashing at the door—one of them should
be Meiya, and the other two... must be the assassins, right?
Although Meiya's strength had increased dramatically due to alchemy, she
was evenly matched with two assassins possessing the power of "Dragon Slayers"... Was it because I had added some
dragon genes into Meiya and the others?
While using telepathy to wake the others, I quickly dressed and asked
Renya, who was still suppressing her fear in bed, "Want to get down?"
"Stop!" My shout, coupled with Morani's casual fireball, effectively stopped
the chaotic fight between the three.
Meiya ran to my side as soon as she stopped, bearing several scratches from sharp weapons.
However, when the other two landed, I couldn't help but gasp—they wore black bodysuits that accentuated
their graceful figures, and their heads were covered by headscarves, revealing only their eyes and the long ears typical of elves. But
judging from the slightly grayish-blue color of their ears and their purple pupils, only the Dark Elf race possessed these characteristics
.
The weapons they wielded weren't the large, familiar "Dragon Slayer Swords," but rather pairs of
daggers with the pale red sheen unique to Dragon Slayer Swords.
"Infiltrating my house to kill without even a greeting, isn't that a bit too rude?" I'd barely
finished speaking when I noticed their gazes gave me a very strange feeling.
"M-Master…" At that moment, Tessa beside me showed a terrified expression: "They…don't have
souls…"
"Huh?" Just as I realized the implication in Tessa's words, the two dark fairies charged forward without a word
, their target being Renya behind me!
"Fireball!" While Morani cast Fireball to restrain them, I liquefied a portion of my arm,
extending it as a blade, and charged forward under the cover of Morani and Cana behind me.
As my twin blades pierced their chests, I was also stabbed in the shoulder; the sharp dagger severed
both my shoulders!
"Ugh!"
"Master!" "Carter!" Everyone, including Renya, was startled.
At this moment, the slime's properties proved even more useful—the severed wounds didn't spurt blood;
instead, they turned into a blue, gelatinous substance that adhered to the cuts on my body, taking shape. In the end, only the gaps in my clothes remained;
my body was completely unharmed.
At the same time, the two assassins in front of me seemed to lose all strength, their hands and heads drooping—because
the blades on my arms had begun to penetrate their bodies as well.
Liquid-type succubi use this method to turn captured members of the opposite sex into "dolls
" to bear their children. However, later, because humans mistakenly believed that such creatures had "aphrodisiac" effects, their numbers actually decreased.
Who would believe that such a thing would have aphrodisiac effects… at least from the perspective of alchemy research, it would have the opposite effect.
Through this "erosion," I began to receive the information gleaned from their minds.
The Blood Mushroom Thieves, a notorious group completely destroyed a year ago by the "Hermits" affiliated with the Dark Guild... but
clearly, some remnants survived. These two Dark Elves were "living dolls" created using various alchemical techniques
, their personalities and memories completely erased, leaving only their unwavering loyalty to execute orders. They
even possessed self-destruct devices within them... but under my power, they were
"eaten" before they even had a chance to activate.
In the slime ecosystem, besides possessing considerable intelligence and using female uteruses to reproduce
, they are truly indiscriminate in their eating habits, indiscriminate in their consumption of raw or raw materials... even metal.
Therefore, some people have raised slimes as tools for disposing of explosives (of course, by eating them).
However, the energy consumed is used by slimes to maintain their physical condition... this
is probably one of the reasons why they are so scarce.
As for what they held, it was indeed a Dragon Slayer Sword—only the original greatsword blade had been divided into four parts and
reforged into the current "Dragon Slayer Dagger." On this continent, there are basically no more
than three blacksmiths capable of this level of craftsmanship.
After conducting a thorough examination of their bodies and eliminating any potential dangers, I drew the blade
: "Kana, Miya, Morani, Tessa, take them to the mixing tank in the basement to soak for now. I
'll deal with them later."
"Yes, Master." At my command, the two practically "dead" living dolls were
carried away by the four of them.
"...Are you really alright?" Renya was clearly shocked by my injuries and
looked at me with disbelief.
"...I guess so. I didn't expect my body to have self-healing abilities after incorporating slime powers
." Actually, even I was quite surprised, let alone Renia. "But it should only be limited to external injuries.
After what you did, I had to lie in bed for a month to recover..."
"But...but..." Renia was about to say something when suddenly, a voice called out, "Cart
Norredon..." "Who?" Turning around, we only saw a dark shadow floating in 　　front of us
, seemingly close yet also very far away . 　　 It felt like a ghost, carrying an untouchable, eerie feeling. But for a human 　　alchemist specializing in this, due to frequently touching corpses and visiting graveyards, this was quite commonplace 　　. 　　 "That fire dragon belongs to us..." 　　 "...I'm sorry, from today onwards, she is my wife." I said without backing down. "If you have any 　　objections, go protest to my guild...but as a remnant of the 'Blood Mushroom,' you probably 　　don't have that kind of luck." " 　　 The very next second after I finished speaking, I felt the other person actually 'laugh'... or more accurately, they 　　smiled: 'Well said, well said. I thought that apart from 'hermits,' there weren't any alchemists with such a strong attitude 　　.' 　　 'It seems you're also being taken care of... but you should know that dragons with masters can't 　　be hunted at will, right?' 　　 'Dragons without a contract are, to us, just wild dragons abandoned by the dragon race.' The other person 　　said this because, apart from dragons from Dragon Island, who have 　　more than 50% resistance to the Dragon-Slaying Sword due to the protection of the Dragon Island God, the 'Black Dragon God,' dragons born on the mainland don't have this... so 　　those interested in dragons (regardless of life or death) naturally set their sights on those dragons known as 'wild dragons.' 　　 Dragon people? I don't think anyone would target those 'monsters' whose overall combat power surpasses that of any other race 　　." 　　 "So what? This is my territory, I call the shots!" I felt myself growing increasingly 　　impatient with him. "I'll take those two intruders as test subjects. Now get lost." 　　 "Heh... fine, then take those two dolls as a congratulatory gift. I don't need them anymore." 　　 To my surprise, he said very generously, "Besides, now that 'Blood Mushroom' has been destroyed 　　, I am no longer the alchemist of 'Blood Mushroom,' just an ordinary sorcerer struggling to make a living. 　　I hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate in the future..." 　　 "I don't think we need to cooperate." 　　 "Heh... until we meet again." As the voice disappeared, the shadow in front of me faded away. 　　 It seems life won't be peaceful from now on... At that moment, I suddenly had this premonition. 　　 —Tonight, I'll definitely be up all night again. Although the bodies of fairies are much stronger than those of ordinary humans, 　　even I couldn't help but frown 　　 after undergoing such drastic modifications . While most fairies can live for thousands of years, these two only have a few 　　more years to live before dying from organ failure. 　　 These two dark fairies are likely twins, because although fairy faces are generally similar, closer 　　inspection reveals differences… but these two look almost identical. 　　 To treat the physical damage caused by the drastic modifications, I utilized the slime's self-regenerating ability 　　to give their bodies healing properties. Then I began rebuilding their personalities and memories… While they won't 　　have the same personalities and memories as before the brainwashing, at least they won't look like puppets. 　　 As for how long it will take, I don't know. 　　 The slime characteristics I possess, in more modern terms, are "prototypes," retaining more 　　of the original properties, allowing me to extend parts of my body into tentacles or appendages (such as clones or blades); while 　　Tessa and others only retain regenerative abilities, allowing them to heal severed wounds within minutes, and severed limbs 　　can be reattached as long as the severed part hasn't been eaten or lost... but a broken neck still means 　　certain death. 　　 I was so busy that my shoulders started throbbing before I realized it was already daytime outside—although my shoulders looked...

The trauma has fully healed, but it will probably take another two or three days for the entire circulatory system to fully recover.
If all goes well, they should regain consciousness in a day or two.
I yawned and asked Tessa to help watch over the basement before returning to my dorm and falling into
a deep sleep.
When I woke up, slivers of sunset were streaming through the window, and I was holding a soft, warm body in my arms.
Looking closely, I saw that it was Kana, naked—her lower body was still holding my penis, and her sleeping face was full
of desire.
Not only in my arms, but also from behind, Renya was holding me tightly, her breasts pressed against my back, which was indeed
very comfortable.
But I can't get up like this... Wait, I might as well try "mind control" now.
This was originally one of the abilities of slime-type succubi... I don't know if it will work, but I'll give it a try
.
But, as soon as I concentrated, a strange feeling flowed into my mind, and Kana opened her eyes
—but her eyes looked like she was sleepwalking, completely blank.
What surprised me even more was that when Cana lazily got up, Renya behind me also
got up, with the exact same expression as Cana!
Since dragons' mental abilities are almost immune to all mental magic, I was naturally
surprised by Renya's current state… Was it because I was beside her that her mind relaxed?
Under my "conscious control," Cana rolled over and straddled me, while Renya lay
on my stomach, her breasts facing my face.
While my clone satisfied Cana, I used the slime's ability to create a fake clone
to satisfy Renya.
"Mmm…" "Ah…" Both of them rode me simultaneously, uttering incomprehensible moans. And I,
of course, wasn't idle either, playing with Renya's breasts.
But halfway through, I noticed Renya's eyes gradually regaining their focus, and then her gaze fixed on me
.
As expected, being a dragon, even if she could be controlled by my "mind control," she couldn't last
long.
"Did you just do something to me?" Feeling the strange sensations coming from her honey pot and breasts, Renya
revealed a dangerous smile.
"Th-this..."
"...Fine, play if you want, so you won't accuse me of bullying you again." Saying this, Renya
leaned down, letting her breasts face my face: "From now on, we are a community of life, and I won't allow you to abandon
me."
"I'll be happy if you don't suddenly disappear from my sight." After saying that, I started licking Renya's
nipples.
"Ah...you're so annoying." Renya made a sound of great pleasure from my touch.
While licking with my tongue, I also thoroughly played with her breasts with both hands, making Renya
pant softly.
I don't know if it was because of the "mind control" before, but Renya looked weak,
which made me even more eager to bully her.
So, I manipulated Cana, making her insert her fingers into Renya's anus—this insertion caused Renya
to scream, "Ah! No, don't put it there..."
"Looks like that's your weakness, huh?" I said, while making Cana's fingers go deeper into her anus,
even gently probing it. My hands were also constantly playing with her breasts, and my dildo was deeply inserted, giving her
no chance to escape.
"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore, playing with me like this... Ahhh..." Finally, Renya screamed to express
the intensity of her orgasm, then collapsed onto my face, completely unconscious.
Just having fingers inserted into her anus caused this much... I wonder what it would be like to have a real thing inserted.
It seems like life with her will be very interesting from now on.
While thinking this, I put Renya aside, then placed Cana under me, and
after a few vigorous thrusts, I released my essence inside her.
At dinner time, Renya, who had just exhausted herself exercising in bed, quickly devoured the food on the table:
"Tessa's cooking is excellent."
"Thank you for your compliment, Miss Renya," Tessa replied respectfully.
"Indeed... I was worried that after Mother's passing, Lux
would be exhausted from cleaning, doing chores, and cooking all by herself," I joked—though my concern for Lux was genuine.
"Thank you for your concern, Master," Lux happily returned my greeting.
(Anyway, I can't cook...) Instantly, Renya's voice entered my mind—in that instant,
I stopped eating and stared directly at Renya.
Telepathy?
Noticing my expression, Renya immediately sensed something was amiss—but before she could speak, the maids beside her
were already suppressing laughter, startling Renya, who blushed deeply. "Ugh, you all
heard that? I was just talking to Carter..."
"It probably got through to them through me... After all, I'm their master." I
blurted out this, then realized something was wrong. "Wait, wait, when did I become able to communicate with you telepathically
? We're not master and servant..." "
There's more than one way to form a contract." Hearing Renya's words, I suddenly understood:
"...A sexual contract?"
"...Yes." Renya nodded a little guiltily. "While you were working in the basement, I went
upstairs to the library to look up some information..."
Most master-servant contracts use the exchange of bodily fluids as a medium... so using semen as a medium
isn't impossible. And after that, I also learned about one-sided master-servant contracts... But that's
another story.
"...No wonder you let me do whatever I wanted just now. Do you really enjoy belittling yourself?" I revealed...
I gave a wry smile – it seems the reason I was able to "control" Renee's mind before was simply because our relationship
had become that of master and servant…
Oh well, I'll just let things take their course. A week passed peacefully after that commotion.
I was very satisfied with the twin dark elves' recovery, but whether it was a side effect of the modification or
their profession, they remained taciturn even after waking up. Although
silent, they were very diligent and completely obedient to me, so I let them continue wearing
the dragon-slaying daggers. Renee complained slightly, but since they wouldn't harm her anymore, she reluctantly
agreed.
As for the anti-dragon-slaying weapon armor, there was considerable progress thanks to the physical data, but
I personally estimate it will take about six months to a year to make a finished product… After all, dragon-slaying weapons
are different from ordinary weapons; just analyzing them is enough to keep me busy… not to mention I'm alone.
As for my mother… well, it could be called a resurrection, but it was a success.
To recreate a life form from a corpse (strictly speaking, a living puppet made from a corpse) was, frankly, beyond
my wildest imagination. My mother, awakened from death, had, as I expected, lost some of her memories…
except for basic life skills and her personality; she even forgot her own name.
"Mia" is the new name I gave her, meaning "start over" in the dragon language.
Although I long to hear my mother call my name again, even if the voice is the same, it will no longer be the mother I know
.
So, I made Mia the head maid, responsible for taking care of and managing them.
Even so, I still feel a considerable sense of loss.
As a work, it was a success, but in my opinion… it was only a half-finished product.
I kept saying I didn't care, but when I wrote about it in my memoirs afterward, I couldn't help but feel a little resentful
of my own incompetence at the time… it seems my thinking was too superficial.
—That day, I only took the dark elf twins, Barnes and Monis (names I gave them
), and left the house in Renya's care. I then spent a day traveling to the southern city of Bris. My
reasons were twofold: first, to buy them weapons; second, to sell some of the props I'd made to the shopkeepers; and third…
to see what new and interesting things were happening to stimulate my mind.
While I was dressed casually, Barnes and Monis were tightly wrapped in black cloaks,
only their purple eyes visible.
This unusual attire naturally attracted attention, but only curiosity.
Since it was already dusk when we arrived in the city, we found an inn to rest.
That night, the three of us intertwined—Barnes, with her back to me, served my penis with her vagina in front of me
, while Monis, from behind, received the caresses of my fake penis emerging from near my buttocks.
I wasn't in a hurry to vent my desire on them. Instead, as my lower body moved gently, my hands lightly caressed
their skin—though their pale blue skin was quite different from most people's, it had
a unique smoothness to the touch.
However, the only thing that left me somewhat unsatisfied was that even during sex, the two dark-skinned beauties rarely
uttered any moans or groans; at most, there were only panting sounds.
"What? Serving me doesn't require such restraint, does it?" I asked curiously, gently playing with Barnes's breasts
.
"N-No, that's not it..." Barnes quickly said upon hearing my words, "It's just that we...aren't
as sensitive to sex as humans..."
"Oh? Are all dark elves like that?"
"No, it should only be us." This time it was Monis who answered: "Because we are responsible for assassination work
, so we have to remove most of our emotions..."
"I see..."
"Master...do you hate us?" "
Not at all, it's not like you wanted this." Hearing Barnes' slightly uneasy words (though
I couldn't tell from her tone), I smiled: "I'll let you get back the emotions you've abandoned."
"Th-thank you, Master." Upon hearing my words, the two sisters immediately began to vigorously wiggle their hips, allowing me to use my
hands to play with their bodies.
The only sounds in the entire room were the sounds of lovemaking, the sounds of sensual collisions.
As my movements became more intense, Barnes, who had initially supported herself on the bed with her hands and feet, eventually
lost the strength to lift her upper body and lay prone on the bed, only her buttocks still raised high,
enduring my ravages.
Monis, on the other hand, clung tightly to my body with her arms and legs, her two mounds pressed against my back,
moaning and groaning as her buttocks swayed incessantly.
"Ah, M-Master..." Barnes' eyes were filled with desire, clearly aroused: "My body
...it's so hot...and numb...ah...I...I'm getting weirder and weirder..."
"Mmm...no, I can't take it anymore, this feeling is so strange, so unfamiliar..." Monis's tone was
similar: "Ah...my whole body...feels so good..."
Finally, my semen exploded inside them like a bomb. They,
overwhelmed by the impact of that unfamiliar first orgasm, couldn't even scream, only opening their mouths wide, their bodies convulsing
before collapsing onto the bed, panting heavily.
Semen dripped slowly from their point of contact, indicating they had both reached a thorough climax.
But I wasn't done yet—I flipped Barnes over and, in a normal position, slowly thrust my lower body.
With each thrust, a large amount of white fluid, a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, was squeezed out and sprayed onto the bed
.
"Mmm…" Barnes clung tightly to me, her legs spread wide, allowing my movements to be smoother
.
Monis, meanwhile, stood up, feet on the bed, and began to move her lower body, rubbing her hips in circles…
A moment later, they were moving up and down.
"Ah...so good, Master, Master's grace is within us..." "We...we belong
to Master, we will always belong to Master...ah...no! It's hitting you again..." Their moans and groans
showed that they had fallen in love with this physical intimacy.
However, by the time I ejaculated my second time, they had already climaxed countless times; the only response
was the writhing of their vaginas and the spray of fluids from their orgasms.
Having satisfied my pent-up desires, I stopped seeking pleasure with them and let them embrace
me from both sides. I embraced Barnes in front of me, and we fell into a deep sleep
.

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