Chapter 9: Royal Family and Welcome Feast
"I extend a warm welcome to all of you, Great Heroes of the otherworld, to the Empire of Light!" The man with light brown hair and vibrant blue eyes greeted us with a wide smile, his royal attire and jewel-adorned crown marking him as none other than the Emperor.
"Samuel," Khione called, summoning her bodyguard forward.
"Allow me to introduce you to the Emperor of the Empire, Emperor Philip Raydawn." Samuel stepped forward, positioning himself in front of us.
Philip returned the gesture with a charming smile, causing a few of the girls to blush—seems the allure of an older, handsome man was indeed universal.
"Welcome, Heroes. It's a pleasure to have you here," Philip greeted us warmly.
Next, a stunning woman rose to her feet. With long honey-blond hair and bright blue eyes, she exuded an undeniable allure that captivated the attention of many.I could see that every male in my class was staring at the Queen's protruding breasts that seemed to be about to pop out of her off-the-shoulder regal gown. Easily the hottest milf I've ever seen.
"The Great Empress Helana Raydawn," Samuel introduced her, emphasizing her regal presence.
Following her introduction, another duo approached, appearing to be around our ages—a handsome young man and a striking girl.
"I am Geoffrey Raydawn, First Prince of the Empire of Light. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," the brown-haired prince introduced himself, flashing a grin that rivaled even Jason's cringe-worthy protagonist smiles. His charismatic demeanor elicited giggles and whispers from the girls among us, who were clearly taken by his charm.
Next a melodious voice rang from the honey-blond haired princess.
"I am Adelia Raydawn, the First Princess of the Empire of Light," she announced graciously. "I extend my warm welcome to the Great Heroes from beyond our world, expressing heartfelt gratitude for your willingness to aid our Empire. Your presence is deeply appreciated."
Her words flowed with a charm that captivated the attention of all present, particularly the male contingent. Yet, amidst the exchange, I couldn't help but notice a subtle exchange between Adelia and Jason, marked by a gentle, knowing smile from Adelia.
Oh boy, I knew where this was getting headed.
"Your Majesty," began Amelia Carter, surprising us all with her initiative. "As the teacher entrusted with the care of these students, I hold their safety in priority. While I understand the necessity of their involvement in defending your Empire, I implore you to prioritize their well-being in all endeavors they undertake. Furthermore, I seek assurance that none of my students will be coerced into combat."
Amelia's heartfelt plea resonated deeply with us, evoking a sense of respect and admiration. Even I found myself moved by her dedication to her duty.
King Philip, too, appeared taken aback, perhaps expecting different demands. However, he nodded in agreement, offering his solemn assurance. "You have my word. The safety of these Heroes is of utmost importance. They will receive training from our finest knights and will engage in simulated combat before facing true adversaries. Rest assured, no one will be forced into battle."
"Thank you," Amelia murmured, her relief evident in the respectful tilt of her head.
"Now, please, we have ample time for conversation. Please, help yourselves!" declared King Philip, gesturing graciously as servants laden with dishes began to fill the table, inviting us to partake in the lavish feast.
The aroma of the sumptuous meal stirred my appetite, eliciting a growl from my stomach as the scent of meat wafted tantalizingly.
Perhaps it was the tumultuous journey my body had undergone, transitioning from youth to age and back again, infused with the energy of a Goddess, that left me feeling ravenously hungry. Or, it could simply be the lingering effects of a divine encounter, a memory still fresh in my mind.
I reached for a glass, filling it with what appeared to be freshly squeezed orange juice, taking a tentative sip.
"Hmm, could use a bit more sweetness," I mused to myself, though I found the flavor satisfying nonetheless.
Before me lay a spread of opulence reserved for royalty alone.
Observing the gathering, I noted the formation of cliques, friends congregating in their own circles. Being accustomed to solitude, I found myself unaffected by this social dynamic.
Suddenly, a keen intuition, perhaps heightened by my high VISION, alerted me to a presence behind me. Instinctively, I reached out, grasping a soft hand before it could disturb me.
"What happened to your hai…" began the voice behind me, only to be interrupted as I swiftly turned to face my younger stepsister, who had been about to remove my cap.
"..Hair?" She was surprised that I caught her hand from behind.
"Hair?" I echoed innocently, concealing any indication of surprise.
She eyed me skeptically. "Your hair. Did you dye them?"
Despite my attempts to conceal it, my altered appearance hadn't escaped her notice.
"Dye them? Do you truly believe my first act upon arriving in another world would be to dye my hair white?" I laughed.
Siara seemed upset by my response.
I ignored it and observed her.
She donned a captivating blue dress that hugged her curves elegantly. Though her bust didn't match her elder sister's, her beauty was undeniable.
"It's because of my E-Ranked Skill," I divulged to her.
"Oh, your Skill? Like side effects?" she probed.
"Yes, just enhanced senses and white hair, nothing too remarkable," I responded with a touch of self-deprecation.
"It's a handy skill," she said, perhaps out of pity.
"You look pretty, Siara," I complimented, diverting the conversation.
"Thanks," she smiled, but her eyes were fixed on Jason conversing with Commander Cecilia. It was clear she longed for his admiration.
Seeing her desire for Jason only intensified my craving to conquer and fuck her.
While such desires were unattainable on Earth, in this world, all things seemed possible.
After all, I had even been sucked by a Goddess.
With nothing to say anymore Siara left.
Looking around, I noticed that I wasn't the only one alone.
Aisha Miura was also alone sitting gracefully on a chair.
As for Gwen…
She found herself cornered by Commander Oscar, who seemed intent on charming her. It was understandable; she did cut a striking figure in her emerald dress. Yet, despite her outward composure, her gaze betrayed her irritation.
The lavish feast carried on for another hour, the King engrossed in conversation with Khione and Ms. Carter, undoubtedly discussing matters of great import.
Eventually, we were escorted to another wing of the castle where our accommodations awaited. Each of us had our own room, meticulously prepared, with the boys and girls segregated into separate quarters.
Sleeping within the confines of a castle was a privilege reserved for few, and the opulence of our surroundings only served to underscore this fact.
Surveying my quarters, I couldn't help but be impressed. The room resembled something out of a luxury hotel suite, every detail exuding opulence and sophistication. From the gleaming furnishings to the sumptuous bedding, everything spoke of extravagance.
The bed, with its expansive canopy, beckoned invitingly, and I couldn't resist sinking into its plush comfort.
With a smirk, I tapped my temple, reaching out to Khione through our mental connection.
"Dear Khione, could you join me in my room?"
There was a moment of silence, but I knew she couldn't have missed my request. Her Divine Skill was too potent to overlook such a summons.
"If you don't come I will have to order it."
("I..have work to do.")
"Well, you can do that after our little meeting. Come right now." I said coldly and cut off the transmission.
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Chapter 10: Questions For Goddess Khione *
Lying on the bed with my arms folded behind my head, I waited in silence, gazing up at the intricate tent crafted from ornate sheets.
Now, at least, the reality of my situation was clear.
I hadn't been caught in a lengthy dream but rather thrust into another world along with my classmates.
A dangerous world, as I had come to understand.
From this point forward, I would need to tread cautiously, lest I meet an untimely demise.
Knock knock!
"It's open."
The door creaked open slowly, revealing Khione, naturally. She was draped in a hooded cloak, concealing her hair and features from prying eyes, particularly those of my fellow classmates.
"Close the door and lock it," I instructed, and she complied.
As the door clicked shut, I rose from the bed with a grin. "Could you remove that cloak so I can admire you?"
I noticed a flash of displeasure cross Khione's lips as she discarded her cape.
"You did an excellent job maintaining your composure throughout the feast. Quite impressive," I commended her with genuine praise.
"What did you need?" Khione asked, brushing off my earlier remark.
"I assumed you already knew," I replied, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and gesturing towards my crotch.
Khione's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You…!" She began to protest but quickly regained her composure. "I am the Goddess tasked with protecting this Empire. I have myriad responsibilities to attend to, including aiding you and your fellow Heroes, and yet you dare to summon me for such trivial matters!"
"Yeah, I dare. Come now," I stated with a cold stare.
"I…I," Khione hesitated before cautiously approaching me.
"Get on your knees, Khione," I instructed with a smile, shedding my blazer and tossing it onto the bed.
Khione complied, bending her knees with an ashamed expression, clutching her dress as she lowered her head.
"Unfasten my belt and lower my pants," I directed.
With trembling hands, she undid my belt and gradually lowered my pants until they pooled around my knees.
"My briefs."
At my command, she removed my underwear, revealing my semi-erect cock. It was less engorged than before, a testament to my self-control. Despite facing such beauty, I managed to restrain myself, perhaps thanks to the energy I had received from her.
I could sense her surprise at the difference in size compared to our previous encounter.
I had always been drawn to innocent women like her.
"Need a refresher on how to handle it, Khione?" I asked with a sigh.
Khione shot me a glare before reluctantly reaching out her hand to grasp my limp member.
Oh!
The sensation of her cool touch sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
And what delicate hands she possessed.
Only hands like hers were worthy of holding my cock for the first time.
"Come on, stroke it," I commanded, and Khione complied, her hand moving rhythmically over my length.
She felt my member slowly growing under her touch, a look of confusion crossing her face.
"Now, I'll ask you some questions, and I want honest answers, Khione," I stated.
"Questions?" She glanced at me but halted her movements.
"Don't stop," I said, and Khione resumed stroking.
With a smirk, I continued, "Yes, questions. First question: Are we the first Heroes you have summoned?"
"No," she shook her head.
"How many?" I asked.
"You are the third group of Heroes summoned in the Empire, by me," she replied.
"What happened to the other two groups?" I questioned, feeling pleasure building.
"They died. Fighting the Demon King," she answered with a solemn expression.
"So, you failed twice, resulting in the deaths of my brethren, and yet you still chose to summon us? Are you planning to sacrifice us like pawns to the Demon King while you enjoy yourselves here?" I mocked.
"Y-You don't understand, Human! The Demon King is a God as well, and incredibly powerful! Only beings from another world might stand a chance against him," she explained.
"I see. Now, lick," I nodded, stroking her hair.
Khione's expression shifted to one of shock.
"Lick with your tongue, Khione," I repeated, guiding her.
Khione hesitated before extending her tongue.
"Slurp~"
"Oh yes…" I moaned in pleasure as Khione's tongue traced along the head of my member.
Gripping my dick with her right hand, Khione tentatively licked my glans, delivering quick licks as if she wished to minimize her contact. Her eyes were shut tightly, her face scrunched up, likely attempting to distract herself from the task at hand.
"Sluurp~sluurp~~"
"Your previous Heroes failed twice in a row. Are you sure you're not just feeling hopeless? And where are the other Gods? Are they so inept that they can't confront the Demon King?" I probed.
"Slurp~ Th-that's because the Demon King is too powerful. The Gods consider it a minor issue, and a battle between Gods might result in the destruction of the continent... he's a grave threat," she explained.
"Tell me, Khione. Have the Royals been informed about the Heroes' Skills and Talents?" I inquired.
"Yes. Immediately after their awakening, everything was disclosed to them," she confirmed.
Ah, so that explained why the princess had her sights set on Jason, given he had the strongest Skill.
"I presume then that individuals with lesser Skills, like myself, receive different treatment, such as prioritizing the strongest Heroes and leaving the weaker ones to fend for themselves. You likely applied that rationale with the previous batches of Heroes, correct?" I demanded.
Khione fell silent, offering no response.
I expected no less from her.
That gaze she gave me when my Skill appeared told everything.
"Lick."
Khione seemed frustrated but she licked. "Slurp~"
"Faster. Lick faster Khione." I added a hint of my authority over her.
"Sluuurp~~sluuurp~~sluuurrp!"
"R-Right! Lick all around it! Every inch! Use your damn tongue to explore every part!" I shouted, gripping her hair tightly.
Khione's grip on my member tightened as she quickened her pace, her tongue darting around my shaft and glans.
"Sluuuuuurp! Sluuuurp! Hnnn!" She closed her eyes, intensifying her movements.
"Open wide!" I commanded.
With obedient compliance, she parted her lips, and without hesitation, I thrust my cock into her mouth.
"Mffffnnnn!" She gagged at the intrusion.
"Now, suck it!" I ordered again.
"Gluuurp~~" Khione took my member into her mouth, her pink lips tracing its length as she eagerly sucked.
"Move your head like that yeah!" I tilted my head back, savoring the sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfing me shamelessly.
Her saliva provided ample lubrication as her lips worked diligently, her pace increasing.
"Gluuurrp~~~Sluuuurp~~~GLURP!!"
Now fully engrossed in sucking my member, Khione moved her head in a rhythmic back-and-forth motion.
The revered Goddess of the Empire, worshipped by all, now knelt before me, sucking my cock with fervor akin to any woman in heat.
A wave of pleasure surged through me, my entire body ablaze with heat.
It was imminent.
A powerful climax loomed as Khione sucked with increasing urgency.
"Glurppp! Gluuuurp~~"
"Y..Yeah!!!!" With a firm grip on Khione's head, I released a torrent of semen into her waiting mouth.
Khione ceased her sucking, closing her teary eyes as my essence spilled forth, filling her mouth.
I don't know how long it lasted but I held for several seconds until no more semen spurt out. Once I was certain, I released my grip on Khione's hair.
"Ha…." I slumped on the bed completely tired.
"C-Cough! Coughhhh!" Below on the ground, I could hear Khione coughing out the surplus of semen that caught in her throat on the ground.
Then she stood up awkwardly and quickly headed to the restroom of the room.
Meanwhile I relinquished myself from the afterglow on the bed.
Getting sucked by a Goddess is really the best thing.
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