章 1648: Prosperity

While Jeanne was expressing the depths of her devotion to one of his more fortunate selves, several other versions of Vahn were carrying out various duties within his Realm. This included watching the progress of Silva, spending time with anyone who had teleported to the Crystal Palace, checking in with Da Vinci, and, as was often the case following his return, Vahn 'prime' could be found walking silently through a serene garden.

More than a hundred years prior, Vahn, in the hopes of opening their hearts and minds, had tasked Altera and Okita with working together to create a garden filled with life. They had taken his words very seriously, so, with more than a century to grow and develop, the garden produced by the two taciturn beauties had become one of the most secluded and peaceful places in all of Avalon.

Though neither Altera nor Okita had truly opened themselves up to others, both girls mellowed out quite a bit with the passage of time. Altera, in particular, had become very fond of the garden. Most of her free time was spent within, and, if you were fortunate enough to sneak up without her notice, it was sometimes possible to find her hand-feeding small animals with a delicate smile on her face.

Originally, the garden had been a place very few people could access, but, after receiving quite a bit of praise for their efforts, Okita and Altera had opened it up to most residents of the Inner Sanctum. There were a few rules that had to be followed, including one which prohibited loud noises, but, so long as you didn't run rampant within their garden, they wouldn't forcibly eject you...

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Near the very center of the secret garden, located atop an artificially created hill ornamented by a single apple tree, a beautiful woman with flowing golden hair, silver eyes, pristine white wings, and a rather thick white tail could be seen resting peacefully. She was garbed in a thin white dress that perfectly accented the color of her wings and tail, but, more noticeable than the woman's ethereal beauty was the rounded belly affectionately caressed by her hands...

Seeing the woman from a distance, Vahn could feel expectation and love swelling within his heart with each passing step. She had also noticed his presence, but, rather than rise to greet him as she would in the past, she simply returned a loving smile, her voice effortlessly reaching his ears as she quietly uttered, "Vahn..." in a happy tone of voice.

With one final step, Vahn appeared at the side of the woman, a sour feeling spreading through his nose as he returned a radiant smile and answered, "Artoria..." in an equally affectionate tone.

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After a cursory exchange of words, Vahn joined his beloved Empress in relaxing beneath the apple tree's canopy. This had become a habit of theirs, as, unless he was resting within the Inner Sanctum, Artoria could always be found relaxing within the secret garden. She enjoyed the peaceful serenity that had been produced from Altera's and Okita's efforts, finding solace in the fact that something so beautiful could be created by entities whose sole purpose had been to destroy. It gave her hope for the future, and, out of gratitude for Artoria's appreciation, Altera had hand-crafted the hill atop which she sat.

Vahn was also rather fond of nature, but, more importantly, he simply wanted to spend time with the woman who had carried his child for more than a hundred years. Just being around her allowed him to relax completely, and, though it was a little shameless of him, he enjoyed using her lap as a pillow and allowing her to pamper him. Her aura alone brought him an extreme amount of comfort, so, whenever he returned to his Realm, Vahn always split a part of himself to stay at Artoria's side...

Rather than feel troubled by her Husband wanting to spend time with her, Artoria had grown rather fond of seeing Vahn's vulnerable side. There were so few moments when he just 'stopped', so, when the opportunity presented itself, she tried to return a bit of the comfort he so often showed others.

With one hand on her belly and the other combing through Vahn's hair, Artoria had a tender smile on her face as she quietly asked, "How long will you stay this time...?"

Hearing her words, Vahn half-opened his eyes, staring back at her with a relaxed smile as he calmly stated, "There are some things I wanted to take care of so I will probably stay for a few weeks. Why, is there something on your mind?"

Though he could read the minds of the people within his Realm, Vahn elected to remain ignorant of people's thoughts. The only time he made an exception was when something major happened, but, ever since Alaya gave birth, she had taken it upon herself to proactively prevent most incidents. She still behaved like a lazy cat whenever they met, but, when it concerned the stability of the world and its textures, she was always 'very' serious about her self-assigned duties...

Noticing the tell-tale look in Vahn's eyes, Artoria gently caressed his cheek without losing her smile as she answered, "You should spend some time with Mordred. She recently returned to Avalon and has been rather restless. I think the birth of Kamiya's son came as a big shock to her. That boy used to follow her around like a puppy when they were younger so she is presumably feeling pressured to secure her own future..."

Even before Artoria had finished speaking, memories of Mordred's activities over the last few years emerged within Vahn's mind. He had a limited form of omniscience within his Realm, and, when his mind wandered to things he wanted to know, the information would automatically surface. After all, the Realm existed inside of him, so, while he might not be aware of everything taking place at every given moment, he could recall events with absolute clarity.

Seeing a few concerning scenes of Mordred rampaging within her private sub-space, Vahn shifted his awareness to where she was currently located. Fortunately, he found her playing with Kamiya's son, a radiant smile on her face as she held the boy's arms up and tried to get him to walk.

With a smile replacing the concern visible in his countenance, Vahn nodded his head, saying, "She is currently occupied but I will make sure to spend some time with her during my stay. Rather, she will probably be able to help me out in my training this time around...hmmm..."

After seeing his half-kitsune grandson, Vahn's mind instantly wandered to all of his other children and grandchildren. A total of nineteen years had passed within his Realm since time began moving forward, so, while some things remained the same, others changed greatly. Sakura was even up to her fourth child, and, though she had been on the fence about it for a long time, even Iris ended up giving birth to a son. Her decision to name him Shiro had been a little peculiar, but, considering he had been born with the characteristic white hair and red eyes of an Einzbern Homunculus, it suited him quite a bit.

Vahn's family had 'exploded' over the last two decades, and, due to the long period of peace, most of the Imperial Knights had also settled down to start families. The most prolific of these ended up being Lancelot, as, after a very long period of discussion, one of the people summoned prior to the subsuming of Gaia was none other than Guinevere.

Artoria had long come to terms with what had happened in her past, and, rather than see the man suffer for hundreds of years, she was the one to suggest summoning her former wife and confidant. Now, rather than appear like a man looking for a place to die, Lancelot could even match Gawain in the vibrancy of his smile. He and Guinevere already had eleven children together, and, though there was no real need for such sentiments, he reared all his sons and daughters to be exceptionally loyal to the Empire.

With so many pleasant thoughts washing over him, the smile on Vahn's face grew even wider as he looked up at Artoria and muttered, "It seems the Empire is currently enjoying an era of prosperity..."

Chuckling lightly at her husband's remark, Artoria gingerly pinched his cheek before musing, "After all your hard work, this is the obvious outcome...should I reward you~?"

Seeing Artoria's pupils dilate slightly before morphing into a more slit-like appearance, Vahn didn't have to inquire about what kind of reward she had in mind. She could probably sense what he was doing with Jeanne, as, from the moment he awakened her within his Realm, Vahn had shared most of his Authority with Artoria. This was one of the reasons she isolated herself, as, with the ability to see and know 'everything', Artoria spent most of her time silently watching over the Empire and its people without interfering.

Though it was an unnecessary concern, Vahn found it very difficult to have sex with his lovers when they were pregnant. It didn't matter if they were in their safe period as just imagining the scene was enough to send a fretful shiver through his body. It simply seemed wrong, and, even if he reduced his size, Vahn couldn't help but feel awkward whenever he imagined hitting the cervix of a pregnant woman with his glans...

Noticing the concern in Vahn's eyes, Artoria momentarily suppressed her urges, lightly caressing his forehead as she teased, "You are underestimating me..."

To emphasize her point, Artoria held up her hand, and, after several seconds had passed, her palm became satin-soft as pure white scales grew along the back. At the same time, in much the same way that Illya could alter the structure of her body, the tip of Artoria's tail opened to reveal a fleshy and moist interior. A powerful aroma of pheromones spread through the air, and, with a matter-of-factly tone, Artoria adopted a slightly predatory smile as she added, "There are other rewards I can offer you..."

Vahn was more than a little surprised by Artoria's actions, but, having noticed the moment when she attempted to suppress her urges, he decided to just go with the flow. It was going to be more than a little awkward, but, if she was willing to go to such extents, he wasn't going to refuse. It had actually been a few years since they did anything sexually intimate, ever since her belly swelled up like a balloon, so there was simply no way he could leave her hanging.

With that thought in mind, Vahn ran his hand along the length of Artoria's tail, his palm glowing with a rainbow hue that caused her wings to twitch due to the pleasant shivers running through her body. This was enough to cause her silvery eyes to glisten, and, after several seconds had passed, it was safe to say that Artoria's switch had been flipped as she immediately repositioned so that she was straddling his waist. Then, after her tail effectively tore away the belt and fabric around Vahn's waist, a phenomenal amount of pressure and heat enveloped his exposed member...

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Noticing her God suddenly tense up, his movements coming to a stop, Jeanne forcibly craned her head back to stare into his face. She had her upper body pressed into a durable mattress, her hands bound behind her back as her God ravished her from behind. Most notably, a rather bushy tail had sprouted from above her plump posterior while, at the top of her head, two dog-like ears could be seen twitching periodically.

Jeanne had surmised that there should be a version of herself for each race, so, knowing her God had a particular fondness for dog and cat-like women, she had implored him to shape her body to his liking. They had already gone through various different forms, but, compared to all the others, Jeanne had developed a particular fondness for chienthropic features. She had even been tempted to ask her God to address her as his 'bitch', but, understanding she had already been rather selfish, she resisted the urge...

Seeing the blank look on her God's face, Jeanne was about to ask what had happened, but, before she was able to, he adopted a smile that sent a pleasant shiver through her body as he said, "Sorry, I got a little distracted. Here, let me make it up to you..."

Punctuating his words, Vahn gave Jeanne's reddened butt a light smack before squeezing her tail a little forcibly. This caused a sonorous whimper to escape her throat, her tongue sticking out as her entire body began to vibrate in the wake of a powerful climax. Then, without allowing her a chance to recover, he pressed her down with the weight of his body and began teaching her how to pick a lock...

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Imagining Altera wearing a sundress as she happily tends to a garden brings a smile to my face...','The Empire is very 'prosperous'...','She ded...')

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章 1649: Relief

Noticing the tell-tale look in Vahn's eyes, Da Vinci couldn't help but pause in her explanation, a teasing smile on her face as she mused, "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

Like someone who had just returned from their mind wandering, Vahn's eyes came into focus on Da Vinci's, his own expression morphing into a wry smile as he answered, "Indeed."

Amused by Vahn's reply, Da Vinci issued her characteristic giggle, a perfect amalgamation of elegance, amusement, and a bit of sultriness. At the same time, the tip her rather thick tail, covered in maroon-red scales on the back and a glossy cream-colored ventral scales on the underside, began to light gently waggle toward him in a teasing manner.

Resisting the urge to grab the tip of Da Vinci's tail, Vahn just rolled his eyes as he stepped a little closer, his right hand digging into the flesh of her buttocks as he whispered, "I swear, you dragon girls won't rest until you turn me into a beast..."

To punctuate his words, and silence Da Vinci's teasing remark, Vahn planted a rather tame kiss on her lips, a peculiar contrast to the domineering way in which he lifted up her body until her feet were dangling off the ground. Most of the girls with draconic traits felt more at ease when he was a bit rough with them, and, though Da Vinci was more than a simple True Dragon, she had elected to keep the traits that made the race 'enjoyable'.

Knowing things would get out of hand quickly if he fell into Da Vinci's pace, Vahn separated his lips from hers before setting her down and saying, "Now, finish your explanation. I've been growing restless outside so I'm not sure how much longer I'll stay in that world."

Hearing Vahn's words, Da Vinci's peculiar pupils, shaped like angular infinity symbols, began to revert back to normal as she answered, "The problem with your proposition is that it fails to account for your nature. Creating a template for a Record isn't that difficult. However, keeping the information about that Record a secret would be impossible. If you encounter difficulties, I do not have the confidence in being able to deny you access to the data. I would also like to avoid the situation where you come to blame me or yourself for any unforeseen incidents that might take place in that world. After all, without being able to directly analyze a Tier 6 Record, there are too many variables that I simply can't account for."

Though he understood the logic contained within Da Vinci's words, Vahn couldn't help but release a disappointed sigh. He obviously wasn't disappointed in her, far from it. Instead, it was the fact she referenced his mentality that caused him to release a sigh.

During his time in the Akamatsuverse, Vahn realized that the only way for him to truly 'enjoy' his time within a Record was to know absolutely nothing about it. He was too sentimental, so, if he knew any of the world's history or the roles specific people played within the story, it was impossible for him to simply ignore them.

In the hopes of creating a structured world that would allow him to efficiently increase his Soul Tier, Vahn had proposed that Da Vinci have Ark create a thematic world with a structure based on the system they had been developing to govern his Realm. This would hopefully make the future merger easier, but, as she pointed out, the plan only worked if he had the resolution to remain ignorant. Since he had a habit of overplanning, especially when he knew the 'future' of a Record, it was all but guaranteed that he would inquire about the world she had created the moment things stopped going his way...

Not wanting to leave Vahn without any options, Da Vinci cupped his cheek with her left hand, a gentle smile on her face as she softly stated, "Your problem is that you are too focused on being in control. I understand your concerns, but, much as you have done within the Realm, you should just let events play out. A time will inevitably come where you have all the power you could ever hope to obtain. At that point, there will be nothing to prevent you from simply reversing the flow of entropy or forcibly extracting people from the past at the exact moment of their death. Rather than desperately seek to control the situation, focus on the things that actually matter to you. Then, when everything else is said and done, there will be plenty of time to go back and fix the injustices you observed during your rise."

Hearing Da Vinci's suggestion, Vahn couldn't help but stare at her with his mouth slightly agape. It seemed like such an 'obvious' solution, but, due to his empathic nature and desire to bring a stop to unnecessary suffering, it hadn't even crossed his mind.

Seeing Vahn's stupefied look, Da Vinci issued another characteristic giggle as she used her thumb to trace his bottom lip. This was enough to get him to close his mouth and come back to his senses, a massive grin spreading across his face as he wrapped his hands around her waist and asked, "Can you be any more amazing?"

Finding his choice of words amusing, a smile that could only be described as a masterpiece spread across Da Vinci's lips as she answered, "Darling...for you, I can be whatever you want me to be...ufufufu~"

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Thanks to Da Vinci's enlightening words, Vahn found himself in an indescribably great mood. It wasn't a 'perfect' solution, as he still wouldn't be able to simply ignore tragedies happening right in front of him, but, as she suggested, there would inevitably come a time when he could retroactively fix various injustices. He even had an example to support Da Vinci's claim, as, during his time in the Nasuverse, Vahn had actually transmigrated several people; transplanting them from the past into the present.

Though there were bound to be numerous setbacks along the way, Vahn felt better just knowing he had more options. He might even find a 'better' solution at some point, so, with a smile on his face and a bit of pep in his step, he made his way over to a rather futuristic gym where Mordred could be found leg pressing nearly 400,000kg. She had a dull look on her face, but, after doing more than a thousand reps, a thin layer of sweat had spread across her largely exposed body.

Seeing Mordred attempting to exercise her frustrations away, Vahn felt a smidgeon of guilt before promptly tossing it to the back of his mind as he walked forward and said, "Very impressive...I see your legs have become even more toned than the last time I saw you..."

Mordred was more than a little surprised by the sudden appearance of her Chichiue, but, after a very brief pause, a cheeky grin spread across her face as she confidently stated, "We both know I don't do this to tone my legs."

With one final push, Mordred locked the weights in place before rising to her feet and facing her back towards Vahn. She was wearing a version of the Aegis that looked like a black sports bra and tight shorts that only covered around three-quarters of her butt cheeks. This made them stand out even more than normal, a fact Mordred was very aware of as she playfully jiggled her glutes and asked, "What do you think~?"

Similar to a connoisseur of the fine arts, Vahn adopted a serious and contemplative expression on his face, stroking his chin for several seconds before answering, "I might have to change my metric. Though I wouldn't say it's a ten-out-ten, I can't bring myself to lower it to a nine...it's too perfect to assign a decimal value so I'm really at a loss...hmm..."

Hearing her Chichiue's words, Mordred snicked mischievously as she gave her own bottom a rather firm smack. This caused a ripple to pass through her nigh-perfectly sculpted posterior, but, as if to demonstrate its ability to retain its shape, it instantaneously returned to form as Mordred teasingly asked, "Want to give it a try?"

Though he might have refused in the past, Mordred was already fifty-three years old at this point. Her physical appearance hadn't changed that much, largely due to her unique constitution, but, as such things hardly mattered, Vahn didn't hesitate to walk over and give the pliant muscle group a firm squeeze, a wispy rainbow hue spreading across his palm.

Feeling the sudden and spontaneous tingle spread through her body, Mordred was unable to stop her teeth from clattering for a brief moment. A confused light flashed across her eyes, but, instead of asking what his intentions were, she leaned forward to use the leg press for support. This allowed Vahn to freely massage and fondle her butt, a 'serious' expression on his face as his thumbs probed her inner thighs and spread the moistening folds beneath the fabric.

Modred had no idea what was going through her Chichiue's mind, but, after returning to Avalon and seeing how nearly everyone already had a child, her patience had been tested well beyond its natural limits. She didn't necessarily want a child, but, after decades of abstinence in the pursuit of her training, her convictions had started to wane. The only thing that kept her going was knowing she would be able to spend an eternity with her Chichiue, but, after seeing so many others with a Divine Authority, Mordred couldn't prevent some dark thoughts from taking root in the back of her mind...

Without beating around the bush, Vahn increased the potency of his [Hands of Nirvana] as he firmly stated, "I am going to stay within the Realm for a few months for training. During that time, you will be accompanying me. I intend to develop my Innates, but my primary purpose is to see whether or not you can achieve Tier 4. To that end, I will give you a taste of what Divinity is like..."

Though her heart was racing fast enough to cause a noticeable vibration within her body, Mordred was able to calm herself enough to nod her head and answer, "I'm ready...Chichiue..."

Seeing Mordred gripping the reinforced leg press hard enough to leave finger indents, Vahn knew she was pushing herself. She wasn't the type to go back on her word, so she was bound to feel as though she had 'betrayed' both of their expectations. This was the reason why he didn't really leave her much of a choice in the matter, and, though his original intent was to try and awaken his Innate, he was now fully prepared to push Mordred far beyond her limits.

Having formed his conviction, Vahn created a parallel space overtop the gym, completely isolating himself and Mordred from the principal axis of reality. He was intending to meld with her, so, even if he held back, things were bound to get a little chaotic. There was even a chance she would reach Tier 4 during the experience, and, as was often the case when someone obtained Tier 4 for the first time, her aura was bound to explode and destroy the surroundings.

With his preparations completed, Vahn tore the fabric of Mordred's Aegis as if it was weaker than wet paper. He could have removed them with a thought, but, knowing Mordred would appreciate it more if he portrayed a more dominant side, that is exactly what he intended to do.

Skipping the usual foreplay in its entirety, Vahn spread Mordred's glistening folds by squeezing her left butt cheek rather forcibly. He could see her surprisingly pristine hymen, undamaged despite all of her intense training and battles. She also rarely masturbated, so, despite her boyish and slightly arrogant nature, Mordred was actually very 'innocent' when it came to sexual matters.

Vahn would have liked to guide her through the process step-by-step, but, taking Da Vinci's advice to heart, he decided not to worry about such things. He knew what Mordred craved, so, without any discernible hesitation, he lined himself up with her entrance, his glans gaining a subtle rainbow hue as he trespassed her depths in a single swift motion...

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Vahn has been making a lot of 'progress' in his Realm...')

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