Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Meanwhile, at the Academy, Sumika and Guinevere sat around a table with Edward and Laura, enjoying their meal together.

Since Lancelot went missing a few days ago, Sebastian and their maids now protected them almost non-stop due to the teacher, who was supposed to be someone from the magical defence classes. Merlin stepped in and punished them.

As a result of his mind-tearing spell, the truth was revealed that someone had used a charming spell of great power on the teacher, and sadly, he was as innocent but now could only live as a drooling mess thanks to the mind-tearing spell.

"Lady Guinevere, forgive me for being so rude, but may I just call you Guinevere, as you are my best brother's wife?" Edward was a cool guy, knowing how to butter up people and get them to accept his simple requests.

Guinevere knew he was just being polite due to Lancelot's ability and their friendship, so she just giggled, enjoying that she was referred to as his wife.

Like eating honey, she nodded. "Of course, you are one of my husband's few friends that he trusts. Do not be so formal, Laura, too. I thought we were already friends, Lady Highness. These things can be tossed aside."

"Plus, if you were going to stick with it, wouldn't you call Lancelot His Majesty? He's the future emperor, after all."

Teased by Guinevere, who began to eat her meal, the other two felt more relieved, while Sumika was pouting and pointed at them with her small knife; for some reason, she didn't eat with the knife from the canteen but used her black decorative knife that was more suited to killing than cutting up her beef...

"Oi, don't forget me! I am his bride, too."

"Oh, forgive us, our esteemed Lady Sumika! We did not mean to offend!" Laura and Edward acted overly upset, causing her to lift her chin and look proud.

"Hohoho~ do not worry—this queen is forgiving. If you part with your sweet roll, I shan't take your heads!"

"Ouch!"

Because she was making fun of how Guinevere speaks during official duties, the real princess slapped her head and stole half of her sweet roll as the two began to glare at each other in a cold war.

"This brutish princess, I will tell darling you slapped me and stole my precious thing!" Sumika chose strange wording to cause a stir, making Guinevere angry and pointing at her.

"Don't say things in strange ways! I will beat you up and not cook dinner tonight!"

"I will just buy pizza... you burn rice; I don't like burned rice.... make my ancestors cry!"

It was during this short moment that Laura and Edward began to guffaw. Listening to two of the top ten beauties of the entire academy arguing about burnt rice and a sweet roll made them suddenly feel less intimidated.

Lancelot always made others feel at ease—if he was with a noble, he acted more noble than a high duke himself. If with a commoner, he would become so common that he drank the beer from the keg alongside a beggar!

"Okay, ladies, let's finish our meal before we deal with that scary instructor Evaine...." Edward didn't know Evaine was Lancelot's lover or the fact she might be pregnant with his child, but the two women knew at least one fact and hearing her name they snapped upright and began to eat quietly.

Laura began to lean to the side as she looked at the empty spot where Maria would normally sit... "I just hope the Academy can fix that portal so the two can return soon... Merlin said they were likely together, and since you said they weren't at Lancelot's territory, they are probably with Maria..."

"I wonder if anything has happened since they left... alone together in a strange situation..."

Of the four people, the one with the most romantic and maiden heart seemed to be Laura as her cheeks turned red thinking of all sorts of scandalous images... before she started to squeak like Sumika and Guinevere did when thinking of Lancelot.

On a table in the distance... five tired stewards sat together, two males and three females, eating a nice meal... but each time their young lady made such unbecoming and horrid sounds, the maids trembled as if they knew what those ladies were thinking.

Sebastian is trying to be a mood-maker... "Well, it's been nearly ten years since we met, right? Haha... it seems the youth of today sure are more open about their lifestyles... My lord.. has at least three women in his apartment each day since I met him...

such a wild young man."

The young Asian maid gave Sebastian narrowed eyes, "You know one of them is my clan's princess... she is so strange and weird that we never thought she would make a male friend... now she asks me the best way to make his white milk come out! I am a virgin, for goddess sake!"

"Do you know what it's like, listening to them go at it all night, that cute young lady making sounds like a cat in the alley being gangbanged by all the male cats...!? It breaks my heart!"

Guinevere's maid was a beautiful woman with a beauty spot and curly brown hair who looked at Sumika's maid like a comrade... holding her hand. "I understand... one night, Guinevere is reading about war tactics... and spear styles... The next, she's asking me to buy her XXL condoms or whether she can get pregnant from swallowing a man's seed!"

"...." Sebastian felt his ears bleeding now, wishing he never knew these things. Lancelot was like a son to him now; hearing his own son's sex life made his heartache...

'What if the bastard does make a move on my little angel!?' He thought as anger and the desire to give the bastard the snip filled his heart!

While Edwards Butler and Laura's maid felt they had found their comrades, the butler Jeeves chatted with Sebastian and the maid, sharing the same things she found in her lady's room.

The maids also complained that one day they might have to leave their beloved lady's side to find a marriage of their own, and only on the day their lady is wed can they return to service with them.

It was a strange old tradition that maids with unmarried princesses and nobles must be virgins without contact with men.

Likely to avoid the corruption of the noble ladies.

As they noticed their lord and ladies leaving the room, Sebastian broke his strange mood and asked again, "Should we meet for a drink once they are all settled, maybe at the elite academy's private bar where we can respond rapidly to any issues?"

Like this, Sebastian unknowingly made a surveillance and protection team with a great bond with a simple dinner and drink.

These five people would go on to be friends for life, with Sebastian being the leader and guiding the younger four as they experienced their own lives and futures, even setting them up with their future spouses...

He was just that charming and capable of a man.

Although they would always come to fear drinking with him... When drunk, Sebastian would brag about his wives, Princess and Lancelot... almost obsessively.

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⁜ Morgana POV

Inside the black citadel, Morgana was sitting on the huge throne as she gave orders to the troops one group at a time.

Her eyes were sharp and filled with a delighted glow ever since the ether tower exploded the night before and bathed everyone in a large amount of ether, improving them greatly.

Morgana took this to her advantage and began to expand Camelot to the northeast rapidly.

"Your Highness, we managed to clear the enemy but have something strange to report!"

"Go ahead, Aki, Eva." Lazily leaning to the side, she wondered why the entire unit of succubi looked so much more beautiful and alluring today... at first, she suspected them to have betrayed Lancelot and found men... but the answer reminded her of his choice last night.

"When we killed the enemy troops and monsters... normally ether, and that strange essence would flow into us but never fuse with our bodies... until His Highness distributed it... but now it fuses with us the moment we killed them... it split between us all, and we grew stronger with each kill!"

'My dear, you are probably the only Lord who doesn't see these girls as disposable... Even when becoming an overlord or tyrant, you let them grow... This is why I love you! Hehe ~ come home soon. We are waiting.'

The reason Morgana was surprised was that most of the time, when a Tyrant or Overlord type Lord appears, they will not give the troops a noticeable portion of ether and essence to grow. Rather... sometimes, due to losing everything, they will take it all!

It seemed that Lancelot had chosen half to go to the monsters and troops while the rest would be distributed to him.

Because they had grown visibly since they left, Morgana knew the amount he was sharing was probably significant, whether his own gentle heart or this was the route he wanted to take an overlord with a superior army.

'Mmmm... they should call him a Dreadnaught type lord hehe~ I cannot wait to see him crush some fools!'

"You may go, continue to work hard."

"This is a boon given by your Lord and Master. He wanted you all to become stronger, so half of everything will now go to you the moment you earn it. Lancelot is pleased with your hard work and takes this as his love."

Like Sebastian Morgana didn't realise the weight of her words... especially to the first group of succubi that Lancelot summoned.

It didn't take long before the essence and ether became known as the Lord's Love or Lancelot's divine affection to the army ladies... bolstering their morale, affection and loyalty to unbreakable levels.