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Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands. Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out. A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy! "You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! " These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments. "Should my blade break, I will use my body!" The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive. "If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!" Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone. All hope seemed lost. "And if my Soul fails..." What could a single man and his army do? He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve. "I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!" But he was too weak, too fragile. The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy. Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint. Miracles were beyond his reach. Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne. His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground. Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes. His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire. Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him. Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again. He desired to fight for the people who supported him. Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this. As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him. It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again. "If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?" Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind. A frail and broken voice 'There is no reason to ask, of course!' "No matter the cost?" 'Even if I were to lose everything...' 'If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!' "You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious." "Will you still accept?" The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity. To lose that caused his mind to falter. Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm. Lancelot reached out. Towards the raspy voice. Towards the abyss. Towards a new future. [So you would accept after all...] 'I must accept.' 'I must stand tall.' 'I must not break.' 'Because...' 'I am the Lord of humanity! [Nay, you are the king of demons] -------------- Release @ 22:30 (GMT+1)

Lunatic_Pandora · Fantasy
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210 Chs

Chapter 24: Valefor Plains - Sanguine Succubus [2]

Lancelot stepped towards the throne, a faint murmur in his heart, a simple bump causing him to stop momentarily.

Memories of his previous throne, the broken marble, bloody floor filled with the guts of his former troops and dearest friends.

'...'

The regret and bitterness of loss made him bite his teeth, feeling those goblins would never exist on this plane.

Because they were from a world that didn't normally get summoned to Avalon, and due to Lancelot's extremely low luck, he got a race without magical powers.

In a sense, it was both a stroke of unimaginable luck and misfortune that they were summoned simultaneously.

Yet Lancelot still hoped for the best and that the goblin tribe in this life could prosper.

He stroked the soft marble orbs on the arm of each side, whispering to himself as if the two succubi and Morgana were not present.

Behind him, the queen succubus gave them a fierce look with her eyes telling them to be silent when she saw them both about to speak to Lancelot.

"Make sure you don't lose that fight this time, Broll. Keep your little daughter and sister safe without me always summoning you here."

Once Lancelot finished speaking, there was no delay as his body twisted around, dropping onto the black throne, pumping with blood in an eerie but beautiful fashion.

"Morgana."

"My Lord!" She didn't joke or mess around like she teleported her body, now kneeling at his feet with her left fist punching the ground, her twin sword sigil glowing brightly.

"Take Ikumi and her horn and place it where she finds most suitable—after you are done, we will head to the eastern forest."

"The eastern forest, my Lord?"

"Ah, there seems to be a pack of mangy dogs that have made their nest too close to my throne. I shan't tell you how fast those bastards reproduce."

"...Yes, My Lord!"

Instantly with her reply, she and the two succubi vanished like magic, only a sweet-scented pink mist where their bodies were.

Morgana's was deep, rich and delicious.

The blood succubus had a more fresh and citrus scent.

'I prefer Morgana's scent to theirs...' He thought, thinking she wouldn't hear his thoughts.

[My King!]

[Shall I sleep in your bed, warming and leaving my scent to comfort you during your long sleep in Avalon?]

The sheer amount of excitement caused him to feel overwhelmed. Lancelot would never pretend to be a saint or Wiseman if he could answer her desires.

He was a hot-blooded male like no other—could a man refuse that queen's invitation to lay together?

Nay!

Only a man who did not like women!

Thuck!

The back of his head hit the cold marble throne, now surrounded by a nice marble and stone room, but this wasn't why Lancelot came to the throne.

He rested on his right arm, stroking his chin with the left with both legs crossed.

The memories and nostalgia of the past filled him with a smirk.

"Back in the past, I got so excited the moment I arrived, only to find the things I could achieve with goblins were too limited."

"A goblin hovel, food pit, scrapping yard." That was all the things he could build with a Main force of goblins.

No advanced walls, only the basic wood, and no advanced technology or weapon upgrades. Hell, even the upgraded blacksmith was a neutral drop from a raid.

"Let's look at the economy first—food, materials and the like."

'The academy's trading post is really poor and only opens in 3 weeks...'

"It seems I have to gather everything myself—well, my cute little hares will." He chuckled, seeing that Ikumi chose the same spot he wanted her to.

Tucked into the corner of the horseshoe, safe from any ambush or early attack damage from roaming monsters.

He noticed the screen was much like Ikumi's and Morgana's when using their sigils to view his attributes, but the throne was a black background with a red border and white font with a shadow to make it easier to read.

'Hmmm... I want to make it all one colour scheme one day.'

-> Valefor Plains - Sanguine Throne (Succubus)

Military

Economy

Technology

Populace

-> Economy

Basic Farm

Basic Mill

Basic Hunters Lodge

Basic Tanning Station

Basic Cooking Station

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Lancelot's left fingers swiped across the screen, checking the various Economy buildings he could create and making a list in his mind.

The Frost Hares could farm around 10 Lumber in an hour, but he didn't want to tire them as they weren't like the goblins with almost endless stamina.

'Let's have them fight and get enough Lumber for a few buildings, their hut, a farm and the Cooking station.'

-> Basic Cooking Station

A building that allows up to 2 troops to train as low-class cooks increases the affection and happiness of all troops that eat from the cooking station.

Cost: 4 Lumber, 5 Stone, and 1 Avalon Coin

-> Basic Farm

A Basic farm that produces food for your units +10 food per 24 hours

Cost: 3 Lumber, 5 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin

 

-> Basic Frost Hare Hut!

A place of rest for the Frost Hares to sleep, each building can house 5 Hares, slowly reducing fatigue and increasing affection and loyalty.

Cost: 2 Lumber, 3 Stone and 1 Avalon Coin

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"So I'll need 10 wood, 16 stone and 4 Avalon Coins... Thanks to my big-breasted little succubus, I have the coins already."

Hop! Hop! Hop!

Soon after he closed the interface, the three succubi returned with solemn faces, while behind them was a group of pretty women all around Ikumi's age, with a few that seemed more mature with larger breasts.

'...'

[My King! Please, look at my chest! Not those strange rabbits!]

{Lots of new friends, hehe~ time to play and kill the bad guys.}

"Show me your new friends, Ikumi."

The 10 new Hares were not the most muscular, but their eyes were beautiful and blue, like the summer sky, and all had feet like Ikumi, but their hair was different instead of white due to her albinism.

They were all a variety of blue colours and one with black hair and eyes.

Despite this, she was still classed as a regular Frost Hare, making Lancelot think she would eventually have an evolution path different from the others.

That's how it worked with goblins; the warriors or future knights would spawn with some leather armour or a better sword.

All of Ikumi's carried a sword and small shield, while the black-haired hare carried a short spear and medium shield.

"You."

Lancelot's finger pointed to the beautiful black-haired rabbit, a more mature look than Ikumi with her breasts at least a D-cup, maybe an E-cup with their slightly rounded bell shape.

Why did he know the shape?

They were all naked apart from their weapons!

He was happy to have experienced the pleasures of a woman because seeing such a paradise might cause a more inexperienced virgin to have a catastrophic nosebleed.

'Only their fur barely covers their slit... can they fight like this!?'

{Master~ Momo is getting embarrassed you keep staring at her crotch fur... are you in heat? That's what the males do when they want to perform copulation...}

{Should I tell her to get on all fours so you can mount her?}

'So that woman is called Marimo... wait... is this Morgana speaking in Ikumi's voice!? How could she know what copulation and mounting are!?'

{Master... Ikumi is a grown woman too; she was taught that babies appear if a male you like mounts you..}

{Master, look at Marimo's face! It's bright red—think she likes you!}

'How! She's probably embarrassed as hell!'

The black-haired rabbit seemed to snap out of her stupor before dropping to both knees.

Marimo's soft black fur on her rabbit feet was rather glossy as she bowed with both hands on the floor, her forehead touching the ground.

"My Lord, this hare is named Marimo. Please accept her service—during the day or even the night!"

'...'

[Hahahaha! Ikumi is so funny! Hahahahahaha!]

Morgana looked serious on her face—even the two blood succubi knelt to the side on one knee and seemed impressed by how elegant and awe-inspiring she looked standing beside Lancelot on the throne.

Yet only he knew she was having so much fun with this.

"Forget the night service. We only just met, but meeting for a meal during free time is fine."

"You will lead the other 9 Frost Hares and support Captain Ikumi as her Vice-Captain."

"Understood?"

"Yes, My Lord!"

"Now, here are my orders for you all."

Now, even Morgana looked serious as she watched Lancelot with the most feverish and obsessive eyes.

When he started acting like a Lord, he became a different man, like wielding a sword.

Lancelot began to bloom in her eyes as he ordered them to collect the wood and stone for the four buildings after they headed to the east to wipe out some Fel Imps.

"Do you all understand?" He looked at the 11 Frost Hares and 3 Succubi with a faint smile, watching them all kneel and nodding.

'Well, a complete difference from the goblins who demanded I fight them before they obeyed.'

'Let's get this life on the road! Avalon, I am finally back!"