Chapter 257 Chapter 30: Tournament Draft! [3]

Verda and Luna scolded Vincent for taking too long; now his body was refreshed, but they said tonight's training would be double the normal.

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'Those damn milfs just want an excuse to touch my body...'

But he would never speak these words out, facing certain death.

Despite becoming far stronger, his women were not lazy either—

what's worse is two of them were stronger than him before he released his seals, and now they were quite even.

He could defeat his mother in his true form, but in humanoid form, something she spent decades fighting and training with, he still lacked a slight finesse—her agility was a touch higher, while his strength and stamina were much greater than hers.

So all he needed now was skill, and he could surpass her—Luna was different.

Her speed was almost double his, but her stamina and strength were much lower, not to mention she fought with a strange hybrid of feral feline style and a trained, disciplined human style which would knock him off, guard.

'Tsk... not to mention any of my women can tag in and attack me during training...'

'Zera loves to attack me from behind and steal my clothes...'

Because their group had grown so much, they split up because he had spent time with Milla and Verda last night.

He was walking with Odette, Felia and Zarina while Mel'Zeth walked behind them holding three black leashes, one for each of the naughty beast girls.

I.e. Vera, Zera and P'ella.

"Ah... Let me go, darling, is just there!"

"Animal cruelty! Someone help!"

"Isn't Master's ass nice..." P'ella muttered while licking her lips, now more mature but sometimes losing her cool due to the Harpy blood.

Mel'Zeth wasn't buying their bullshit, but she did nod to P'ella's true words.

Today, rather every day, his body seemed to improve ever so slightly with all his hard work, be it training, sex, or fighting—Zeth even saw him reading about blacksmithing with the basic books sometimes during the late hours.

What nobody seemed to have noticed yet, was he only slept for 1 hour at most; even if he shot over 8 loads into Luna, his fatigue and exhaustion were gone in 1 hour!

But Mel'Zeth noticed she had watched him quietly since the last time they had sex, and something inside her changed.

Zeth herself knew the change, and she already had a name chosen, a name that meant "Guiding Star" in the old archaic goblin tongue.

The name was "Zentia."

Like he was always, stroking her stomach with a warm smile, watching his elegant posture, speaking with the two women that bickered, holding each of his arms.

She knew Odette was pregnant, even longer down the line than she was—maybe because of that, Felia was more desperate, but the huge Zarina could be a soothing barrier for the pair.

Mel'Zeth muttered, "I wonder how long till that perverted elf starts to steal his cum and using magic to fill herself? She seems the type..."

Others forget that Felia and Zeth were friends before she came to meet Vincent—the night Felia killed half of the elven emissaries for insulting Vincent, she went to Zeth to clean herself up and destroy the weapon used.

"Maybe I should let her sleep with him during my time alone... Now I cannot sleep with him, so cuddling while she pitifully humps him seems amusing."

Meanwhile, because the two women in his arms were in a bad mood, Vincent could old smile bitterly at the funny looks from the people on the streets.

Today everywhere was bustling again—somehow, it seemed like every day was a festival, but that didn't seem right to Vincent.

However, in the past, the tournaments were said to be grand, yet something was bugging him at the back of his mind.

[Master~ how many women will you knock up until you meet me?]

'...'

'I plead the...'

[Wrong world]

'...'

Recently during nighttime, when the women were sleeping, Vincent felt disturbed that he was fine after an hour, like his time was shifting away from normal life.

So he would train for 5-6 hours, calling it "Sleep."

During this "Sleep," he would push his body to the limits several times, then enter the small medallion and spend another 24 hours training, always pushing himself until breaking point.

This started around the night after he unleashed his true self, and now, thanks to that, his full combat power was far beyond what it was a month ago, even a week ago.

To help settle his loneliness, Melia would tell him about other worlds, their laws, beliefs and entertainment, which truly meant a lot to him as thanks to her, his time with the women remained normal and balanced.

Only the keen-eyed like Zeth, Milla and his mother noticed how much work he was doing—if he knew even P'ella noticed, he might cry.

[You've knocked up two goblins, a mother and daughter, I might add...]

[A pair of Spirit beasts... Although timely, both are fertilised...]

[A descendant of the Ice Phoenix]

[Are you trying to assemble an all-star team of top-class daughters?]

It was the first time he heard Melia scold him, her soft voice now a little angry and firing off like a rapid-fire crossbow.

'Hey...'

'I'll give you a child too...'

[That's not the point, you damn sperm-spraying monster!]

'Well...'

[Shaddap!]

[Make sure to be more conscious when sleeping with your women! Don't forget that there are grave dangers in this world aiming for your life!]

[Not just the demon prince in the royal palace!]

[But the damn Divines who have been watching you with a close eye since the day you revealed your true form!]

The news wasn't much of a shock for Vincent because he was prepared for that since he had done it, but hearing it from Melia caused him to tense for a moment.

This caused his body to stop and made Felia and Odette concerned.

"Are you okay, darling?"

"Husband?"

"I'll be good—we won't fight anymore... so don't get mad..."

"Mmm... we will be nice... don't fight!"

Vincent's arms wrapped around both of them, gently stroking their soft cheeks with a warm smile—the long streets littered with stores, inns, and various people peddling goods were coming to an end soon.

Because a massive arena almost the size of half his hometown was only 500 metres away, with a long line of people trying to get inside.

"It's okay, be good. I know, the queue is just very long..."

He lied, not wanting the two to worry, but he could not trick the likes of Melia.

Thankfully, Silvaria and Efrita were busy with their sister today, seemingly asking him to let them settle it as dragons would.

But the feeling from inside the arena...

It felt disgusting.

[It seems your siblings are more ruthless each one we meet...]

[The amount of dead souls lingering due to their cruelty is beyond anticipation...'

[Mmmm, your heart is racing quite fast.]

Mammon and Astaroth combined...]

'Ah, but the feeling I have is not dread or fear... But excitement and anticipation...'

[Mmmm, your heart is racing quite fast.]

[Did you become a battle junkie when I was away?]

'I don't know... but I want to fight them... crush them and take their power as my own!'

[Truly... you've awakened...]

[(The time we meet is not far off... I wonder if you will give me a child like the others, or kill me for tricking you...)]