Chapter 059
In the wake of his 'triumph,' Leon was lying in Mordred's bed, the latter lying against his chest with an out-of-it look on her face.
"You want to place that one-armed old man in charge of training new Knights...?" asked Mordred, referring to Ashlay.
"We need someone to do it, and he's too old to become a fixed member of the Frontier Expedition Squads," contended Leon.
"Mmnn...if that's what you want, that's what we'll do..." muttered Mordred, her words trailing off as she closed her eyes. She didn't fall asleep, but if Leon didn't have anything additional to discuss, it wouldn't be long before she did.
'Looks like I'm stuck here for the next few hours...' thought Leon, gently combing aside some of the golden hairs from Mordred's face. She could be as untamed and destructive as an inferno while awake or in the heat of battle, but the moment she lowered her guard and allowed herself to rest, she had a nigh-angelic countenance...
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With Mordred waking up and kicking him out of her room around 2 AM, Leon made his way through the halls of his manor, intending to stop by Miu's room before returning to his own. Her Pikachu had come looking for him a few hours prior, but since she was active from the late afternoon to the early morning, she should still be awake.
"Oh? Good work..." said Leon, encountering a Gardevoir in the stairwell connecting his wing to where the Crimson Valkyries resided. The majority of Psychic-type Pokemon were most active at night, so while the day staff slumbered, the Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Ralts dutifully patrolled the restricted and residential areas of the estate.
'Master Leon~!' exclaimed the Gardevoir, beaming happily as she floated over, hugged, and rubbed her head against his chest.
"You're Meru, right...?" asked Leon, caressing the Gardevoir's head. As for how he could tell which Gardevoir was which, they all had different breast sizes, heights, and subtly different face structures.
'That's right~!' replied Gardevoir, releasing her hold on Leon to stare up at him with an anticipatory gleam in her red eyes as she asked, 'May I please serve you...?'
"Mmm..."
Though her timing wasn't the best, Leon only deliberated momentarily before nodding in affirmation, responding, "Sure. Turn around..."
After clapping her hands excitedly, Meru turned around and unhesitantly presented her butt, levitating a few centimeters off the ground to make it easier for Leon to roll up her long skirt. Underneath, though it felt wrong to describe it as such, was her white-on-the-outside, green-on-the-inside flesh curtain. Fortunately, there was a slit in the back, extending up to her red, fin-like horn, so Leon just had to part it to expose her large white ass and perfectly smooth, slightly puffy slit, the interior a pale shade of green.
"I'll let you move this time..." said Leon, caressing Meru's ass and causing her to become even more excited as, like most Gardevoir, she preferred to give rather than receive affection. Thus, once Leon lined opened the front of his trousers and lined up his dick at her visibly pulsating entrance, she used her psychic powers to move her hips back, relaxing her muscles to make it easier to accept him before contracting them to make her pussy as tight as possible when she moved forward.
"Good girl..." said Leon, massaging Meru's ass and gently thumbing her pale green asshole as she maintained a steady, pleasurable rhythm with her tongue extended and eyes rolling back slightly. Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Ralts were extremely empathic Pokemon who could feel the emotions of those they had bonded with, so not only was Meru feeling the pleasure of having her pussy parted by Leon's dick, she also felt her folds stimulating her glans and the sense of 'conquest' he felt watching her smack her ass against his hips. More notably, she could also peer into the future, so she wasn't just experiencing pleasure in the present but the echo of her future climax.
Sensing that Leon was about to move, Meru braced herself as he grabbed her slender waist and started thrusting into her, maintaining the pace she had set but with a bit more force on the forward motion as he gave her a taste of his [Rod of Ascension], the thing that had caused her eyes to roll back in her vision.
Using her three-fingered, petal-like hands to cover her mouth, Meru's vision began to flicker, tears of pleasure streaming down the sides of her face as literal pink hearts appeared in the center of her pupils. She, like most of the Gardevoir, had already bonded with and imprinted on Leon, but as the energy of his [Rod of Ascension] flowed into her, she felt they truly become one.
*KUWOII-PSHSHSHT-KUWOWOH*
With a sound similar to glass breaking and electricity crackling, Leon's soul nearly leaped out of his body when Meru suddenly began emitting bright yellow, pink, green, and blue flashing light, the interior of her pussy rapidly changing structure and tightening as her Maid uniform burst apart, disappearing without a trace. A billowy white gown appeared in its place, greatly resembling a ballroom dress. At the same time, the red, fin-like at the center of Meru's split in two, resembling a large red ribbon that parted her larger breasts, complimenting her now even more humanoid and fuller physique.
Recognizing what had happened, Leon grinned and said, "Congrats on Mega-evolving..." before immediately resuming his piston. Meru's pussy had become even tighter, but while that was the first thing Leon noticed, the second thing was that it now perfectly conformed to the dimensions of his cock.
"Now that's just adorable..." mused Leon, pulling out at the same time Meru turned to face him, having predicted his movements. Then, as her horn was no longer in the way, they embraced and began to kiss as she smoothly slid onto his cock and locked her noticeably more toned legs, resembling those of a skilled gymnast or ballerina, around him. Her Mega form wore off the moment they were finished having sex, but the fact he could get his Pokemon to Mega evolve using the [Rod of Ascension] had Leon excited and curious to try it on others...
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"Hey, 'Lord' Leon! We need to talk...!" shouted a squinty-eyed young man with blond hair and a matching, thin, monkey-like tail, intercepting Leon at the entrance of his courtyard as he made his way into town.
"Do you want to fucking die...?" asked Mordred, accompanying Leon into town to pick up a few things from the Knickknack Shack.
"Beat it, lady! This is between me-"
Before the young man, the very recently summoned Dorne, could finish speaking, Mordred moved like a blur to grab his face with her open palm, knocking him off his feet and slamming him onto the ground as she said, "I'd prefer to beat you..." as her grip gradually tightened.
"That's enough," said Leon, prompting Mordred to immediately release Dorne and move away, causing him to sit up and crawl backward in a panic, shouting, "W-What the hell is your problem!?" as if he hadn't done anything to deserve being slammed.
"Consider yourself lucky she held back," said Leon, stepping forward and offering his hand as he mused, "If she hadn't, my staff would be cleaning up what little remained of you."
Though he initially stared at Leon's hand as if it were disgusting, Dorne eventually accepted it, allowing the former to pull him to his feet and pat him on the shoulder as he whispered, "You've just arrived, so there won't be any punishment this time. But I'm still the Lord of the domain. Let's be more polite in the future, okay?"
"Right..." replied Dorne, still feeling upset but smart enough to realize he had dodged a bullet by how powerful Leon's grip was even while casually holding his shoulder. He knew about the existence of Levels and Grades from the pamphlets they were provided, but he hadn't expected the gap between them to be so vast since his capabilities hadn't decreased much from the summoning.
"Good man..." said Leon, giving Dorne one final pat on the shoulder before linking his hands behind his back and smiling as he asked, "Now, what did you wish to discuss? I never turn a deaf ear to my subjects."
Scratching his head with his right hand, Dorne looked between Leon and Mordred before focusing on the former and answering, "It's about Millie. She shouldn't be risking her life fighting monsters in that freakishly huge Tower. Please let her quit being a Knight and let us focus on rebuilding our village..."
"Whether she quits or not is up to Millie to decide, just as was her decision to join the Frontier Expedition," replied Leon. "The fact you're coming to me like this tells me you already tried convincing her and failed. You expect me to ignore her will and overwrite her resolution? That's not how things work around here, kid."
Gritting his teeth and balling his hands into fists, Dorne exclaimed, "She joined the Expedition to summon us! Now, the only reason she's staying is because she feels obligated and indebted to you! Just let her go, and I'll-"
*the sound of a feline tail bristling audibly and aggressively*
Feeling every nerve in his body tense, Dorne, panicking, turned around, hands raised as he shouted, "Wait, Millie, I can ex-"
Before Dorne could finish speaking or making excuses, Millie hit him with a flawlessly executed spinning uppercut, sending him nearly a meter into the air. Leon placed his foot down where Dorne's head would have hit the ground, catching him by the neck, but he still landed pretty hard, tears in his eyes as he muttered, "Millie..." before going limp and passing out.
Folding her hands over her lap and bowing nearly ninety degrees, Millie exclaimed, "I am so sorry, Lord Leon! Dorne isn't a bad guy; he's just an idiot! Please leave him to me, and I'll make sure he never does anything like this again...!"
"It's fine," said Leon, extending his hand to caress Milie's head, causing her ears and tail to twitch. It had been years since he played the original and remake of Star Ocean, but he remembered Dorne having a crush on Millie. Thus, while the blond-haired youth had certainly crossed the line, Leon didn't take it personally. After all, he, too, would be pretty pissed if the girl he had a crush on his entire life pledged a lot more than just their loyalty to another man...
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"Ah, Lord Leon, Sir Mordred, to what do I owe the pleasure~?" asked Siero, sitting in her usual spot atop the expanded Knickknack Shack's first-floor bar. She now had several employees, but as she was the only one who could use the menu that allowed her to buy/barter things, she had little choice but the man the front counter herself.
"We're just here to pick up a few things," replied Leon, slipping Siero a piece of paper rather than listing the items aloud. There were only five men among the thirty-seven human staff of the manor, so Leon had to purchase 'a lot' of tampons and other hygiene products, particularly soap, shampoo, conditioner, and a type of aromatic oil used for maintaining the sheen and quality of fur. The Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Ralts had also become fond of taking baths and maintaining proper oral hygiene, so toiletries and related items were among the estate's most significant expenses, second only to their food, particularly their spice budget...
"Another bulk order, I see~" mused Siero, smiling from ear to ear as her fortune was about to grow a non-negligible amount. Her penultimate goal at the moment was to earn enough money to open a bank and establish a credit/bond system using her own face to mark the bills, the ultimate form of advertising, so every time Leon arrived at her shop, Siero was sincerely happy to take his mon—to see him...
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