CH 22: 2nd Sacred Tear

(A/N: This part isn't included in the word count. So I had gotten curious about the Great Runes other than Godrick's and wanted to check them out. By that I mean either Morgott's or Radahn's which I've heard are the best for mid to late game. Now remember this, my Vigor is 99, max.

So when I activated Morgott's Great Rune, which boosts maximum HP by 25%, I literally, honestly got jumpscared when my HP bar traveled across my fucking screen! It passed half of my screen! Nearly filling 60% of the damn thing! So, shocked and curious, I equipped my Crimson Amber Medallion+3 (10%) and Erdtree's Favor+2 (4%) talismans and watched as my HP bar transcended!

You know how big my health bar is? 2,948 lol! I'm a literal boss! I deadass have more HP than the Limgrave Tree Sentinel, who has 2,889 HP! Best part is, I wear the Tree Sentinel armor, the best armor! Now I just need Elden Ring to give us the feature of giving Torrent armor! You either die a hero (Tarnished) or live long enough to see yourself become the villain. (boss) By the way, with the Crimsonspill Crystal Tear (10% for 3 minutes, that ridiculous number becomes 3,243 lol!)

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Alistair :"Hey, boy."

Miquella :"I had my tongue in your mouth five minutes ago, don't call me boy."

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"Huhuhuhu! There really is one here!" Miquella giggled excitedly, running towards the golden cup in front of the statue of Queen Marika. Alistair, meanwhile, was searching for any signs of a girl being here. But alas, it didn't seem to be the time to save her.

Oh well, when the time is right, she's the top on his to-save list. That was a guarantee. After all, if Millicent, that sweetheart of a girl, wasn't on the list, the goddamn to-save list wouldn't exist.

"Are you looking for something?" Maliketh asked, but he shook his head :"No, it's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Alistair!" Miquella came running to him, a smile so bright Alistair thought they would go blind :"Alistair, come on! Quickly drink it! Come on, come on!"

They laughed at his enthusiasm, and if Miquella was half as calm as ever, he would have scolded them for laughing at him. But he was far too excited for further physical growth to care. Instead opting to urge his consort with his bright and sparkling eyes. And could Alistair say no to those hopeful eyes?

"Alright, love. Give me that." Smiling fondly, he took the Sacred Tear and gulped its content down in one gulp. It was a wonder how cups of magical juice could survive this long without somebody destroying them.

But he found out why when he found out the content just couldn't be ruined. Even if they held it upside down, the drink wouldn't spill, and even if they tried to evaporate it, it was as if it was completely unaffected. Better for them. Now they didn't need to worry about not getting any of them.

The golden drink tasted sweet, like liquefied honey as it slid down his throat. He lowered the jewelry cup with a satisfied exhale and smiled as it turned into golden sparks that were absorbed into his body.

Miquella let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He didn't become disappointed when he didn't see any changes, since he already knew the effect wasn't immediate. He was still excited, but not the jumpy type :"Now, we wait."

Alistair nodded :"Right. And while we're here, let's grab the Sacramental Buds around here. Just don't wander off, Miq, alright? The pests are pretty dangerous for us at the moment. So let's stick to uncle Maliketh for now."

Maliketh smirked smugly :"Yeah, just stay with me. You saw how I flicked those little bugs into oblivion. So no need to worry."

Miquella :"Didn't you get hit by their white... web attacks just now?"

Maliketh's face twitched :"I-I was just caught off guard! How could I have expected them to suddenly shoot their sticky white substances at me?!"

Miquella :"Please rephrase that."

Alistair laughed.

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"So this is Limgrave." Maliketh hummed as he looked around, taking a deep breath of fresh air :"This place feels like paradise compared to Caelid." How long had it been since he had breathed fresh air instead of scarlet rot?

"We really were able to bring him along as well." Miquella hummed in interest :"But why did we come to the Third Church of Marika? Shouldn't we head to the Stormveil Castle for Godrick now?"

Maliketh :"Godrick? That name sounds familiar?"

Alistair :"He's one of the demigods who got a Great Rune during the shattering."

Maliketh :"I wasn't exactly around when the shattering happened. Maddened by my hunger for death, remember? Also, demigods aren't exactly few in number."

Alistair :"Ooh, right, right."

Miquella :"Remember Godfrey? Queen Marika's first husband? Godrick is of his lineage. He is the one who was into that disgusting act, grafting."

"Ooh, I remember now!" Maliketh frowned :"He's that vile fellow who dismembered corpses." Before his eyes widened behind the cloak :"Wait, he got a Great Rune?! How did –that– revolting disappointment get his hands on a Great Rune?!"

Miquella sighed :"Don't ask me. I was as surprised as you are when I first found out. Imagine everybody's surprise when he got the anchor ring, the very center of the Elden Ring, at that."

Maliketh's mouth fell wide open :"HE GOT WHAT?! THE ANCHOR RING?!"

"Haaah, that's right. The other demigods coveted his Great Rune, but he hid away in his castle like a coward."

"Ugh, I bet he did. So you are planning to go for him first? Hmm, if it's him, victory is possible. He had always been the weakest of the demigods, after all."

"That's right. And his Great Rune will definitely be of great assistance in growing stronger. So why did we come here instead of going to the Gatefront Site of Grace?"

Alistair smiled :"One, I want us to clean up. Even if the scarlet rot in the air didn't have any effects, we should be careful. It's not exactly the safest thing around, after all. And besides, we smell. And two, this time you grow up, you're definitely passing puberty. Meaning a lot of growth. So I want you to be comfortable with being excited rather than worrying about the soldiers."

"Aww, thank you, my dear." Miquella smiled fondly, before thinking of something and smirking teasingly at him :"But... are you sure it's not because you want to bathe with me again, my lewd consort?"

"Why are you asking?" Alistair smirked, his gaze growing hot, voice dropping low, making Miquella shiver :"Are you perhaps... anticipating something, my dear husband?"

The golden femboy's voice grew higher in pitch, face red as he kept his smirk :"I don't know, are you... planning something, perchance?"

"My dear," A soft chuckle left him, but the hand that circled Miquella's waist and pulled him in, and the eyes that stared lovingly, hotly, lustfully at him, promised anything but softness :"Do you even need to ask?"

The boy-god unconsciously licked his lip, his breathing growing faster as he tried to not just melt under that gaze :"I don't think I do." He whispered a reply, not trusting his voice to just come out as a wanton moan.

Maliketh, whose existence was completely ignored, rolled his eyes in amusement as he chuckled :"Geez, get a room first, you lovebirds. Fine, I'll give you some privacy to get to "love" each other."

They really had just forgotten about him, because Miquella yelped at his voice before glaring in embarrassment :"U-uncle!" Making the wolf chuckle as he walked away. While Miquella hid his way in Alistair's chest from embarrassment, the teen was anything but embarrassed.

In fact, he couldn't be more thankful for some privacy. He showed his thankfulness by swooping Miquella off of his feet, both literally and figuratively, making him yelp loudly before giggling :"Alistair! What are you doing?"

But seeing him walk towards the lake, he didn't need to make a guess. Alistair grinned :"Gonna turn your mind into mush again, sweetheart. That's what I'm gonna do."

Miquella whimpered at the promise, settling in Alistair's strong arms. The promise of pleasure doing its work on working him up.

(A/N: So, I –was– going to write this smut. But Miquella is going to have a huge growth spurt and I didn't want to bore you with useless smut that doesn't involve absolutely breeding that femboy ass, so wait for the next chapter🗿.)

As Maliketh wandered off, he took a moment to just enjoy the fresh air. It felt so clean, so nice in his lungs. It didn't have the burn Caelid put into his lungs, which he appreciated tremendously. But what was better than just good air and good scenery? A good meal.

"*Ancient boar language* Hakuna matata!" He spotted a boar, a mouthwatering one at that. Maliketh's mouth pulled into a grin.

Maliketh :"*Delicious boar sounds*"

Boar :"*Jovial boar sounds*"

Maliketh :"*Juicy boar sounds*"

Boar :"*Dead boar sounds*"

Maliketh :"*Happy Maliketh sounds*"

The ancient boar's squeals echoed throughout.

(A/N: If you understand that reference, you're a legend, mate. Anyway, we're cutting this chapter short, because the next chapter is smut, baby! Also, I'll give you the option to choose. Should there be actual sex (breeding) in the next chapter, or should we wait until they get the three Sacred Tears in Weeping Peninsula and Miquella becomes THICK (15 -> 18)? Like, Malenia's hip to waist ratio kind of THICK. Basically, do you want to let it cook or get it early? Do you want me to edge you or relieve you now😏?)