The Blessed Hero – Departure Arc – Eve of Departure 4 (Lelia, Mei, Rinka, Roa)

Eve of Departure 4 (Lelia, Mei, Rinka, Roa)

Lelia was stunned by the sight in front of her.

Brilliant beautiful princesses selected from various races stood in front of Lelia with vivid traces of sexuality dressed in costumes to serve men like herselves.

And above all, what shook Lelia’s heart was the mark carved into the three bellies — the same slave crest as herself.

Friends who have been together since Arthur was chosen by an oracle. Having loved and spent time together with the same man, they were friends to Lelia and her family.

Such important companions would not open their mouths because their slave crests were blocking their words.

Bodwit looks at Lelia and smiles with satisfaction, then pulls the women into his arms and embraces them.

“As soon as I started disciplining you, I carved these slave crests into them as well.

“—… why?”

Even facing Lelia’s fury, Bodwit’s fearless attitude did not crumble.

“Why? You’re asking such a strange question. If I can obtain girls like all of you by reaching out my hand, of course I’ll get it. I don’t need any more reason than this, right? I want to see the flowers blooming as a woman inside. If you do nothing with this, you are not a man.”

Bodwit speaks as if it were self-evident.

“How easy it is to trap little girls with little vigilance. When I finished engraving everyone, I laughed at how dumbfounded it was.”

Bodwit ridicules Lelia and the others, but a question arises within Lelia.

(Why are you talking about this now? Because we will be gone tomorrow? From tomorrow onwards, it will be difficult for us to be monitored. It must be inconvenient for him if we work together────)

“Even though we can’t go against orders because of the slave crest, we will be out of Bodwit’s hands for the next ten years.” The chances of unforeseen events happening are unprecedented.

As if reading Lelia’s thoughts, Bodwit let go of her companions, grabbed Lelia’s butt, pulled her towards himself, and pressed his erect penis.

“Hyaa… ♡”

Satisfied with both sister princesses’s vagina, the cock regained its firmness within a few hours.

A sweet voice leaks out of Lelia’s mouth as her semen-filled uterus is stimulated from the outside.

“Why do you think I was telling you this story?”

Bodwit begins to talk about Lelia, who is slightly trembling after being poked from behind.

“Do you know that there are two types of slave crests?”

Lelia, who lost her parents before gaining her knowledge of the slave crest, shakes her head.

The crests existence was first discovered when Bodwit carved her, and she could not investigate if it violated her imposed oaths.

“Slave crests are broadly divided into 《Life crests》 and 《Lewd crests》.

The life crest is a cursed mark engraved on the neck, originally created to force captured enemy soldiers and criminals to work. Even if it is carved, it does not have the power to force orders on the opponent, but it will take the life of those who disobey the order. Most of the slave crests used in other countries are this because it’s an extremely simple mechanism and consumes little magic power.

On the other hand, only women can be engraved with lewd crests, and while the techniques are complicated and consume a lot of magic power, they can do many things compared to life crests. I can tweak command enforcement, birth control, and body sensitivity to some extent, and the tricks I’m doing with you and Meruru right now… are also effective.”

Those words reminded Lelia of the magic valve created deep within her.

“Both the Life Crest and the Indecent Crest maintain their effectiveness by pouring in magical power from the outside, but the Indecent Crest consumes a large amount of mana, so there is another way to replenish the mana.”

Saying that, Bodwit puts his strength into the arm that grabbed Lelia’s butt, and presses her belly and uterus from the outside with a hard, rising meat stick.

“It’s a fertilized egg.”

Lelia widens her eyes at Bodwit’s words.

A fertilized egg–if that’s the source of magical power…

“I guess you figured it out. Until now, you thought you weren’t pregnant because you were given contraceptive with the magical power of the slave crest, right? That’s half right, half wrong. Strictly speaking, you. Haa, no, you guys are already fertilized many times but it was converted it into magical power”

(I was fertilized…? Then the egg, my egg to create a baby with Arthur ────)

“────Fueeh♡ Eh? Eh? Why ♡ tide ♡ tide is blowing ♡ but, it’s not right ♡ Nooo ♡ stop the tide ♡♡♡”

Her first kiss, sex, and vaginal ejaculation were all stolen from her. Then at least one thing to Arthur, the last “first time” that I thought so ─── But such thoughts were a fleeting dream, an illusion.

[In the end, no matter how far I go, I am nothing more than Master Bodwit’s slave.]　

Contrary to her despairing heart, the body  rejoices from being giving all of herself and acknowledges her masochism.

Bodwit gently caresses Lelia’s ass as if to comfort her.

“Do you understand? You are mine now. It doesn’t matter if you leave my hand, you can never go against me.”

Bodwit had the attitude of admonishing something that was quite obvious────But the words that followed were unexpected for Lelia and the others.

“However, it’s a pity for him that he fought for the fate of the world, and that his women were slaves to other men. It would be a hindrance to subjugating the Demon King if it’s known in the middle of it.”

“An extremely natural and sensible opinion.” However, there is nothing but sense of incongruity in the legitimate dialogue that is told in this abnormal space. Let alone how this man cares about people───

Bodwit’s words continued as if there were no suspicious glances from the women.

“That’s it. Let’s follow the example of the heroes of the past and allow you to marry with the heroes and have children.”

They were shown the future they longed for, and the future they had almost given up on, but Lelia and the others’ faces didn’t clear up.　

There’s no way it’s going to end like this—— because I’m sure of that.

And of course that conviction was right.

“If you keep three conditions, I promise to protect you and the hero’s bright future.”

“conditions……?”

“That’s right, one is to prevent the current situation from being exposed to people outside of my influence, including Hero-dono. The other is to maintain the slave crest engraved on you. And finally, each of you will give birth to the hero’s child only once. You understand, don’t you? Protect this with your will, not under orders.

At first glance, it’s the same as before, no, on the contrary, if you think about giving birth to a child with Arthur, it’s even beneficial for Lelia and the others. But if you read the intentions carefully, you’ll find that’s not the case.

You can only give birth to a hero’s child once, which means that once you give birth to Arthur’s child, you will continue to be impregnated by other men.

It’s not like they’re going to pour magic into each other to maintain their lewd crests.

Up until now, each of them had hidden their own secrets, but if the four of them knew each other’s circumstances and worked together, the chances of the situation being exposed would be greatly reduced.

In the end, it’s a rule to block their escape route with the future with Arthur as bait.

“What do you think? You can continue to have your womanly desires satisfied as before, after being married to your beloved Hero-sama and having a child.”

If I nod here, that will be my full intention. I can’t make any excuses.　

But even knowing that…

“────But,”

Just as Lelia and the others were about to open their mouths, they were interrupted by Bodwit’s words.

“It’s cruel to suddenly impose a condition and have you decide immediately.”

When Bodwit said so, the five men surrounded Lelia and the others.

Their meat gems roars it’s majesty, staring at Lelia and the others with starving beast-like eyes.

“We all gathered here because we wanted to use you guys before our farewell.

Starting with those words, the men flocked to the woman they were looking for.

Men’s hands reach out, and the princesses are swallowed by a whirlpool of desires.

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