Chapter 31. House arrest (18+)

Sitting in the pilot's seat and following the specified flight path, I was finally able to relax. A year of intense, almost continuous work ended in a crushing victory. Almost the entire Hanar intelligence and intelligence network was uprooted and destroyed. Perhaps somewhere in the vastness of the Republics there are lone agents who have escaped my attention, but without leadership they will not be able to do anything.

"Mmm." I groaned when strong hands lay on my tired shoulders and began to knead them, giving me relaxation.

"Tired?" the turian literally purred over my ear, tickling my skin with her hot breath.

"It feels like we have a real war with jellyfish." Who knew that there were so many of their spies in our sector.—.

"But no one asked to take on the anti-intelligence work in the Hanar direction alone," Erada grinned. —Usually, special groups or justiciars are involved in such a task among the asari, with the full support of the justiciar temples and the asari government. And you worked, considered alone and outside the law, so it's not surprising that you formed such an opinion. In fact, there are very few Hanar agents in the Azarian sector and there are certainly not enough of them for sabotage activities. Compared to the same asari or salarians, consider them to be non-existent at all.—.

"Do we really have so many spies on the territory of other worlds?" he looked back in surprise at the turian woman with her mandibles spread in a grin.

-You can not even imagine. The most unpleasant thing is that even the most devoted turians to the Hierarchy are greedy for beautiful asari, who easily obtain secret information through bed and quietly influence key members of the state apparatus." My partner briefly plunged into memories, but quickly shook herself up. —Where are we flying next?—.

- To Tessia. I haven't been home for a long time, I want to see my girlfriend in person. Well, I should finally meet my mother. So, I took too long with this.—.

As the flight progressed, I allowed myself to relax. I worked on the creation of biotic weapons, lay in the jacuzzi, had a good sleep and cut back on my training time. Or rather, I tried to sleep, but new nightmares did not allow me to rest, so I plunged back into work.

It was worth setting goals for the future, not all of me will be wandering around like some kind of bounty hunter from Termina, all my work, in addition to obvious tasks like gaining experience, honing my own skills and creating my own agent network of informants in asari space, also had a very obvious global task . I was collecting my own resume, portfolio if you will, which I will provide to Tele Vazir in the future when I decide to try to join the SPECTRUM. And without false modesty, getting rid of the Hanar network almost single-handedly is worth a lot, even if it wasn't without outside help in the form of Erada.

In general, all my affairs were carefully documented, compiled and stored, and right now I have compiled a report on the Hanar "issue".

"Okay, they should know." He sent a copy of the report to the temple of justiciars, which finally put an end to it.

After Samara's injury, I contacted the justiciars only once more in order to inform her about her condition and warn that she was trying with me until she fully recovered. Then they told me to bring her to the temple on Thessia, where they promised to provide Samara with all possible help, but were conveniently ignored. Now I contacted them for the second time so that they could decide what to do next, because counterintelligence in asari territories is mostly carried out by justiciars. No, the planets have their own services, but justiciars work globally.

"Hey, Ivon!" the turian woman distracted me from control. -Very busy? Would you like to warm up?—.

"I'll be free in about forty minutes," he answered, drawing up a route for the autopilot.

Upon making the team, Erada brought an innovation to Victoria. She proposed equipping a whole gym on the ship with exercise machines and a small ring, having gained experience from her time in the armed forces of the Turian Hierarchy. There, on every sufficiently large ship, a similar room was equipped to relieve stress and keep the crew in shape.

In fact, the offer was excellent, before I gained experience under the supervision of Samara, and she was accustomed to asceticism and was content with a very spacious hangar. And by the way, there are a lot of free rooms on Victoria, idle without purpose, and in one of these on the middle deck a hall was equipped. I would also install a bar and board games, but our crew is quite small for such a need, so until now we have managed just fine with an equipped gym.

***

Athena Nebula, Parnitha system, planet Thessia.

Usually, when working with Samara, when I parked Victoria, I indicated the justiciar as the owner of the vessel, this immediately swept aside all unnecessary questions from the planetary services. But after Samara fell into a coma, this became impossible, and in order not to attract unnecessary attention, Victoria had to be hidden while going down to the planets on shuttles. In order to replenish consumables, you generally had to get to Termina and shop there.

However, now, when approaching Thessia, I could act openly and quite legally parked the heavy frigate at the orbital station for maintenance, after which, in the company of Erada, I descended to the spaceport on the shuttle. Samara had to stay on Victoria, but if I decide to stay on the planet, I will place my mentor under the supervision of doctors.

Well, such a careless attitude on my part was ensured by Benezia, with whom I contacted in advance. So I'm not surprised that we were met by three asari at once: Benezia, Shiala and Liara (I don't count a group of commando-bodyguards, I have them as extras).

"Mom!" he threw himself into the arms of the majestic asari, whom, as it turned out, he missed incredibly.

The same situation was repeated with Shiala, only more restrained. But I hugged Liara somehow twitchily, just as she hugged me. I wanted to greet my beloved girl as usual, without holding back, but in front of my mother... even considering that I guess that she knows...

"Oh, kiss already." Benezia rolled her eyes with a slight grin.

As if on command, I grabbed and pressed the soft body to me, which had become even more rounded in the right places over the past time, catching her plump lips and taking possession of her nimble tongue, lost in the sensations.

"Ahem-ahem." The turian interrupted our reunion, spreading her mandibles in concern...or displeasure.

-Oh yes. Let me introduce you to Erada, my friend and partner," he said when he pulled away from his sister, continuing to hold her close to him.

"Well, I suggest we talk about everything at home." In a more private setting," Benezia finished the conversation when the aircar flew up to us.

Well, homecoming, right? I haven't been home for a long time.

***

Having settled Erada in the guest apartment, my mother called me into her office. Next, Shiala and Liara tied up; Benezia wanted to expose the latter, but I insisted on my sister's presence.

"Tell Ivon," Benezia said softly when everyone was comfortably seated.

Well, I told him, trying to speak honestly, but avoiding some unnecessary details like Ultron and the sometimes flashing visions of him. And by the end of my story, the two older asari were clearly unhappy.

"You're crazy, Ivon!" Shiala exploded while Benezia glared at me. —Running around the Azari sector, acting outside the law! Sabotage on Hanar territory!! Yes, if you were discovered it would be an international political scandal!!!

"Let me remind you that you let me go." Shiala tried to shift the emphasis, feeling quite confident, especially with the support from Liara clinging to me.

"What we had a separate conversation about." Benezia hissed, casting an angry glance at the paratrooper.

"And I was sure that you would behave prudently." Do you even know how anti-intelligence work works? Have you heard of tactics and strategy? About disinformation?" Shiala slowed down, but continued to scold me.

—That is, giving Lucerne with its rich deposits of the zero element to the tentacles of jellyfish is such a strategy? A cunning plan, did I understand correctly?! - I already raised my voice, but was interrupted when my mother ordered us both to be silent.

"So we won't get anywhere," the matriarch noted and looked at me with faith. -Tell Ivon, where did you get your ship from, mmm? Victoria.-.

-It's...part of my, uh, father's legacy. And I can't talk about it." He gave practically no answer, after which he had to withstand Benezia's gaze.

"Okay." Mom gave in. -Fine. Oh, Gordon with his secrets. Well, for now this ship will be blocked in the port, so you can take all your things out of there. For the justiciar, I will allocate a ward in the Serrai State Hospital, and you, Ivon, until you receive a higher education and take military flight training courses, you will not board Victoria again. This concludes the conversation.—.

As Benezia said, Victoria was blocked and I had to take all her personal belongings out of her and transfer Samara to the hospital. Naturally, my armor and weapons were of great interest to my mother and Shiala, but I did not let them study them, but the fact that Victoria was chanted every day, trying to figure out how the ship works. Well, let them try, I'll even clap if they manage to create a copy of my ship.

Erada decided not to leave Tessia for now and arranged a rest for herself, just like me. Yes, from the outside it may seem that I am trapped, but no, if I wanted to, I would have already left the asari world. It is not difficult to plan and carry out the kidnapping of a frigate, and I have already begun preparations, transporting things such as technical tools, materials, equipment and sports equipment previously unloaded from Victoria onto a truck purchased through third parties. Or rather, I personally don't do this, Shiala and her girls are vigilant, this is what the xenos hired by Erada through their contacts were doing. At this time, I was making up for lost time studying at the local university and dealing with the mess that Ultron's VI had made under Liara's control. As it turned out, VI surpassed the training program in several years (while I myself am completely capable of creating AI, which not every specialist is capable of) and in general I'm thinking of passing it ahead of schedule, but still I need to learn a lot of extra material, like the names and dates of scientists, which were able to advance the science of programming. Who and when was the first to learn how to create functional assistant drones? Who developed their combat variations and who came up with the self-learning module? In general, a meaningless husk that I could well have learned, but I preferred to spend time on a more enjoyable activity.

-Oh, Liara. You will suck the soul out of me! — enjoyed another gorgeous blowjob from my asari. —Shouldn't you be in class at this time?—.

Taking a break from my meat shaft, slippery from her saliva, and continuing to jerk it, she answered, "I filed a sick leave." It is unknown how long you will stay in Thessia, but I will spend all my free time until this moment with you. — after which she returned to giving me pleasure with renewed vigor, continuing to look soulfully into my eyes, inciting even greater passion.

Having poured into the mouth of the asari who had swallowed all my seed, I almost tore off her clothes, greedily examining the girl's curves, her soft breasts with sharp hard nipples and plump ass.

-A-ah! Enough foreplay, fuck me already! — Liara shuddered in pleasure after I once again touched her clitoris, but without achieving orgasm.

Well, since she wants it rougher, I don't mind, so leaning the asari on her bed, with an important squelch, he completely entered the "azure" flowing like a waterfall and immediately began to move with each friction, increasing speed, tearing out screams of pleasure from Liara.

***

"Who is Erada for you?" a strange question pulled me out of my blissful bliss.

-Well, she's my partner. Probably a friend. "Comrade in arms," he said, looking sideways at the concentrated face of the naked Liara lying on her chest. -And what?-.

"She looks at you so strangely and still clings to you every time I see you together," Liara frowned, intertwining her leg with mine like a housewife.

"Wait, are you jealous?" he raised his head in surprise at the asari's averted gaze. - Believe me, it's not worth it. Turians do not attract me, they are too scary, tough and bony. There's nothing to even hold onto. Whether it's the Asari's business.—.

As confirmation, I squeezed my sister's voluminous buttock and, running my hand over the body, reached my chest, feeling my fingers sinking into it.

"If only I wouldn't mind being with an asari." He grinned, continuing to caress the girl's body, warming her up again. —Especially if there are two of them.—.

I thought Liara wouldn't pay attention to my simple joke, but a few seconds later I heard from her, "I'll think about it," which is why I fell into a stupor for a while, and then attacked Liara in order to pour out all my passion for her.

Goddess, I love this woman.

I also met with friends, or rather with a friend. The twins Lantea and Fantea flew to the Citadel, where they are studying to become lawyers, but Rana stayed behind and is now training to be a warship pilot at the Asari Armed Forces Academy, and it just so happened that she returned home with her friends from the academy on leave just in time for my arrival and after her fellow countrymen serving/training with her got involved. So, although I planned to meet only with Rana, I was met by a whole crowd of asari with whom I quickly became acquainted. And when he started sharing stories about his adventures, he had to politely refuse the inept advances. I know that Liara promised to think about "thinking for three," but thinking doesn't mean agreeing, and I have no reason to quarrel with my girlfriend.

-You're lying! It's impossible to control a heavy frigate alone!" Rana didn't believe me. -What about these "adventures" of yours? Have you reviewed any second-rate action films?—.

To the asari's grin, I just pulled out of my holster my hand cannon, assembled according to a personal drawing and only due to a misunderstanding, belonging to the class of heavy pistols, and under admiring glances, I disassembled it in a matter of seconds and put it back together, in the end pathetically spinning it. Although this of course does not prove anything, it was enough to impress inexperienced ladies.

This beauty shoots explosive cartridges, tearing the most powerful shields, barriers and armor to pieces, leaving a hole larger than a plasma cannon at the point of impact. True, the thermal cell only lasts for six shots, but you can change it extremely quickly. If a biotic comparable in power to Samara is at the peak of his powers and is able to protect himself from a shot from this monster if he is prepared, then that's the end of everything else. Although there are also heavy attack aircraft, wrapped in heavy armor and protected by technical armor, which in itself is more powerful than ordinary shields. The thing is quite expensive and dangerous, working using a complex sequence of field generators that dissipate the incoming energy of enemy shots with a stationary warp effect. Essentially, technical armor is a stationary deformation that surrounds the fighter's body and is held by two kinetic shields, and when the external shield is destroyed, it diverges as a deformation wave around the user, throwing away all nearby objects and can seriously injure those standing next to the user of such armor. Therefore, in order to warn their own, those who use technical armor use lighting in the form of translucent dynamic segments of armor located at a distance from the body. You probably can't kill them with one hit, you have to shoot them three times.

In general, I was thinking about installing technical armor on my exoskeleton, but somehow I didn't get around to it, and the protection of the armor was already beyond praise, and I practically don't use hand weapons anymore; repulsors and built-in cannons have shown their effectiveness. So I only carry this hand cannon with me when I'm dressed in civilian clothes and not going into battle. This is a professional deformation, I maintain constant vigilance even when resting.

A little less than two months passed at this calm pace. I passed several exams ahead of schedule, moving my curriculum forward several years. There are three years left, which again can be completed ahead of schedule, but I'm tired of all this hard work. My personal research is much more interesting to me. For example, I was able to develop a new hydraulic system for my armor that used a liquid polymer developed on Sur'Kesh for superposition. With them, the new armor will be much more mobile and it will even be possible to install tactical camouflage on it. Well, in nanotechnology, I made a significant step forward by being able to recreate the nanomachines of the Reapers. In general, the rest really did me good.

During this time, the attention of Benezia and Shiala dulled a little, Erada also managed to get bored and even got a job as a consultant in the local security service so as not to "lose shape." Well, next to the relay on a fairly large asteroid, a cargo truck filled with things is waiting for its moment. In general, everything is ready to steal Victoria and escape from Tessia, all that remains is to wait for the right moment. And when I received a message from the Temple of Justiciars on my communicator, I realized that the moment had come.