The World Is Mine For The Taking

Artemis had summoned me to the library, so I figured I'd humor her. When I arrived, I was greeted by a woman who seemed to be scowling at me. Why did the vice president of the student council always glare at me? I suspected it had something to do with Artemis.

If memory served, her name was Anya von Estus, a noble from another country with the unique ability to control hair. While I wasn't particularly eager to acquire her skill, I couldn't deny its potential usefulness. Perhaps after I was done dominating the women I had my eye on in the academy, I'd consider approaching her next. But for now, she wasn't a priority.

Anya led me to the office where the librarian usually resided. Upon arrival, she opened the door for me, and I stepped inside. Artemis was seated nearby, sipping tea at a small round table. As I entered, she set down her cup and greeted me with a smile.

"You're here," she said, then turned to Anya. "You can leave now, Anya."

"But..." Anya protested, shooting me a scowl. Clearly, she wasn't my biggest fan.

"Don't worry," Artemis reassured her. "Leon here isn't the type to attack me. Besides, what could a bronze-class student like him do against me?"

Those words weren't meant to insult me; they were simply meant to reassure Anya that I posed no threat to Artemis. Still, it grated on my ears a bit to hear it. Nonetheless, it seemed to have the desired effect, as Anya promptly closed the door.

Artemis smiled at me. "Sorry about Anya. She's a bit overprotective," she explained. "Take a seat."

I accepted her offer and then asked, "Was she crushing on you or something? She looked like she wanted to murder me."

Artemis chuckled. "She confessed to me a few months after I took my position on the student council," she revealed. "I turned her down though. I told her I wasn't ready for a relationship."

"Oh... So that's it," I mused. It made sense now why Anya had been glaring at me like I was some kind of rival. To her, I was like a bee trying to suck the pollen from her precious flower. Still, I wished she could tone it down a bit.

"Now then," Artemis began. "The reason I summoned you here is because I want you to accompany me to the Kingdom of Elves."

I remained silent for a moment as Artemis continued.

"My mother wants to meet you."

In that instant, a vision of a threesome with Artemis and her mother flashed through my mind, and I immediately had my answer.

"Count me in."

Artemis blinked several times.

"You're answering so quickly. Don't you have any reservations or complaints about this? You do realize you're not just going on a field trip, but to the Kingdom of Elves, right?"

"I don't see why I should have reservations," I replied. "Getting to visit the Kingdom of Elves is like a dream come true for me. Plus, I'm eager to learn new magic from them. It's an opportunity I can't just brush off."

"Is that really how you feel?" Artemis raised an eyebrow. "You're not just accepting it so readily because it's one of my requirements for you to dominate me, are you?" content source mvlempy r

Looks like she caught on. "Well, something like that, I guess," I admitted.

"Just for clarification, and out of curiosity, what is the next requirement?" Artemis inquired.

"I'm sure you don't want to hear it," I replied.

It was best if she didn't know that her next requirement involved me deflowering her right in front of her mother. The shock would be too much for her to handle. Despite her curious personality, I couldn't risk revealing this detail.

"When are we going to go there?" I finally asked.

"The week before the end of summer vacation," she replied. "Is that fine for you?"

I thought about it. I didn't have anything else planned for that time. I'd likely just be staying in Leonamon, having sex with my women.

"It's fine with me," I confirmed.

"Great," she said. "Let's meet back here at that time."

With that, our conversation came to an end.

***

Many students were leaving the academy in their casual clothes, eager for the month and a half of freedom ahead. Excitement filled the air, but for some, like Duncan, there was only disappointment. They'd failed the semester and were stuck spending the rest of summer vacation at the academy.

While students weren't forbidden from leaving the dorms for an extended period, they were advised not to engage in activities that would tarnish the academy's reputation further. The recent incident in the King's Game, where a student died, had put the academy under scrutiny.

There was a petition circulating to ban students from participating in such dangerous activities, but the academy hadn't made any official statement yet. Regardless, the academy was facing its own set of challenges and uncertainties.

Meanwhile, Shredica was basking in the attention she received after winning the game. It was only the second time a student had emerged victorious, but unlike the first winner, Shredica lacked any special skills. While some students were impressed, most were simply jealous of her success.

As for claiming her reward from the King, that was scheduled for next week. Shredica had been granted a special audience with the King, during which she could ask for anything within his power to grant. However, there were limitations; the King couldn't bestow noble titles like dukedom, but he could make her a knight of a noble house, albeit without the full privileges of nobility.

Lost in thought, I strolled along the path toward the academy gates. There, I spotted Titania, dressed casually and leaning against one of the pillars. She was engrossed in fixing her hair and practicing her smiles in a pocket mirror. Her presence drew the attention of those exiting the academy; it was clear to anyone that she was waiting to meet her boyfriend.

And that boyfriend was me. Just the idea sent my heart aflutter.

"Hey there," I greeted her with a smile. "Sorry if I'm late."

TItania shook her head, her beautiful golden hair swaying along with her movement, "You're just on time."

'That sounded like something a couple would say,' I mused inwardly, even though the situation felt somewhat reversed...

"Well," I said, extending my hand toward her. "Shall we?"

Titania eagerly took my hand in hers.

"Let's go!"

And with that, our date began.

***

Arianne's POV

The atmosphere among the members of the Silver Blades was palpably tense, as if you could slice through it with a knife. There had been significant changes within the group: members no longer listened to the Leader, and there was a growing distrust towards Shredica, who hadn't returned to the lair in quite some time.

Today, I was returning to the lair per the Leader's orders. I knocked on the door and uttered the secret password, prompting Claire, our doorkeeper, to open the entrance for me.

"Welcome back, Arianne," she greeted, emerging halfway from the wall. Her naked form left little to the imagination, with her breasts fully exposed.

"Is the leader here?" I asked Claire.

"Oh, yeah. She is. She just came back from somewhere," Claire replied.

After chatting with Claire for a bit, I headed toward where the leader was supposed to be. As I entered, I found her completely smashed. It seemed she'd been drinking heavily the night before and hadn't stopped until morning. She was slouched in her chair, reeking of alcohol.

"Leader, are you okay?!" I exclaimed, rushing over to her and trying to assist her. "You can't do this in the base, Leader. You know someone might take advantage of you in your sleep, especially with the traitor among us. You can't feel safe in a place where there might be an enemy."

"It's fine every once in a while, right?" she slurred. "It's not like they can actually do something to me. I'm invincible."

"Still, you can't let your guard down. What if someone stabbed you in your sleep, or what if someone tried to assassinate you and because you're drunk, you can't defend yourself?" I insisted.

"It's fine, I say," she dismissed, waving a hand dismissively.

There was no way it was fine...

I think I know why the Leader was acting like this. Last time, she had a conversation with someone who seemed to be a subordinate of Mephisto. The Leader wanted to talk to Mephisto, but in order to do so, she needed to have sex with him first.

For someone like the Leader, that was hard to deal with. She has trauma from that kind of thing. But she accepted it, just for a chance to speak with Mephisto. So that she could have a chance of stopping Moriarty from doing what he wants. The Leader was willing to pay with her body in order to achieve it.