That same afternoon, Bellatrixa, Jasper, and King Ignis set out for Virexion along with ten wagons and two platoons of Viper Guards.
Looking at it objectively, King Ignis had received absolutely no decent treatment in Westirifer, but the reason for that was largely his own doing. On top of everything, Lucifer had publicly summoned Mephis, the stallion, and had Ignis himself mounted and fucked by the horse right in front of the entire Westirifer populace. If the intention was truly to punish him for something, Lucifer could have done it privately, or at most in front of Veronica and Jasper alone. Instead, he chose to have Ignis bred by a stallion in full view of society.
Even if one were to accept, for argument's sake, that Lucifer wanted to create some entirely new breed of creature through this act, Ignis was male. He could participate in the procreation process as the impregnator, but he had no womb to carry a fetus. There was simply no biological logic to it.
What was crystal clear now was that the people of Westirifer would never respect Ignis again. And it was equally evident that, whether from the Velmora family or ordinary Westirifer citizens, no royal would ever receive even a glance of deference while Lucifer was around. They held no value here anymore. Angelina's public execution had sealed that truth.
In Sinflare Agustiland, sex was commonplace; anyone could fuck anyone, anywhere, even with animals. In the Picolo Kingdom, pets routinely had sex with their owners, and males of any species could breed with females of any other or the same species. The famous centaurs of Picolo, half-horse half-human, originated from a human male impregnating a female mare. On the flip side, the kynari tribe traced their lineage to a dog impregnating a human female. In both cases, though, one was male and one female, never same-gender.
But here, both Mephis and Ignis were male. Forcing Ignis to be bred by Mephis could only serve as pure humiliation, nothing more.
Ignis was furious with Lucifer. Not only had Lucifer humiliated him, but he had also taken away his main wife (the queen), his daughters, and even his son. According to Ignis, he had no idea that Veronica's talk of a "barter" was just an excuse. She had no intention of spending even another moment in Virexion or with the Lustbounds once she heard Lucifer's future plans.
For Ignis, Lucifer was the root of every problem. Yet at this moment, he had no way to confront or solve Lucifer. He was trapped on all sides. To make matters worse, Lucifer had sent his own wife, Bellatrixa, along with Ignis to Virexion, to evacuate Jasper's family and anyone from Westirifer who wanted to leave. And as if that wasn't enough, Lucifer dispatched two hundred Viper Guards (two full platoons) as well. If anything suspicious happened, Ignis would be the first scapegoat, his head would roll before anyone else's.
Internally cursing Lucifer, Ignis set out for Virexion with the group. What else could he do?
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While hatred for Lucifer simmered and grew in Ignis's mind, Lucifer himself remained utterly unaffected by any of it.
After resting briefly with Trainy, he returned to the main hall, where a group orgy had been underway since morning. It wasn't just about impregnation here. People fucked because it felt incredible, and it was highly addictive. Sex had become as natural to them as breathing; it ran through their veins.
When he arrived, he saw Westeria riding Jason in reverse cowgirl. She moved slowly, gently, without any frantic pace. Jason fucked her with remarkable patience and care, his thrusts steady and unhurried.
Jason's cock was smaller and thinner than Lucifer's, yet still longer than most others.
Lucifer approached and said in a warm, ruler-like tone, calm and commanding yet affectionate: "My dear Wess... enjoying Jason, are we? I thought you'd be free by now."
Westeria replied softly, her voice breathy but composed, "Husband... when Jason saw my swollen belly, his cock got so hard... He asked me so sweetly, so innocently: 'Sister Westeria... will you have sex with me?' How could I say no?"
Lucifer watched as she slowly impaled herself again and again on Jason's length, her hips rolling in a gentle, rhythmic glide. A low, steady moan escaped her lips, soft and melodic, drawn out like a contented sigh: "Mmmmmmh... ahhhhh... mmmmmm..."
The sound was intimate, pleasurable, never degrading, pure sensual enjoyment.
Lucifer felt himself growing aroused but kept perfect control. He said gently, "Wess, take it easy... keep it slow and sweet."
Then, turning to Jason with the same steady, authoritative yet brotherly tone: "Jason, make love to your sister gently. Don't let the pleasure rush you into going too fast."
Jason groaned softly in response, voice thick with restraint: "Hnnn... ghh... yes, brother... Sister's pussy feels so good... it's clenching around my dick, sucking it in so perfectly..."
Lucifer smiled warmly. "My dear Wess is just too precious, isn't she?"
With that, he left them to their tender moment.
Next, he checked Amelia's room. She was sleeping peacefully, so he didn't disturb her. Then he headed to the ducal court, where he found Mia and Ruby seated together on a large, plush sofa, listening to everyone's grievances and offering solutions.
The people who had come with Lucifer, Oswald, Baldwin, Eleanor, Agnes, and others, now held ministerial positions, explaining the duchy's affairs. Citizens presented their problems, the biggest being rampant unemployment. Lucifer had given out 4 silver and 5,000 copper coins upon arrival, but free money without purpose felt like charity, and insulting.
None of the ministers had a real solution.
Lucifer walked in, sat right between Mia and Ruby, laid his head in Ruby's lap, stretched his legs across Mia's, and placed both hands behind his head casually. In a relaxed, almost playful yet commanding tone he said, "Mom, Aunt, what's the trouble? Tell your son."
Naturally, Mia was now Grand Duchess, Amelia the Duchess, and in their absence Ruby addressed the court. But none of them had the seasoned instincts of a true ruler yet. They struggled with even small issues. Lucifer thought: If Mommy, Aunt, and sister don't learn to govern properly, how will they manage when I build my own kingdom?
Hearing him, Cesar spoke up: "Brother Lucifer... unemployment is rising. We've given people money, but free food only lasts so long. They farm here, the forge is our lifeline, but not everyone can do it, and that's why joblessness is growing."
A citizen added: "Young Master... Minister Cesar is right. You've given us coin, but accepting it without work feels wrong. We mine, forge, farm... but mines are deadly, not everyone can forge, and even if they can, what for? No wars mean no demand for swords, bows, arrows, spears. Crops fail half the time. Our land is rocky mountains. Farming only works in shared grasslands with other duchies and counties. One wrong step onto their land, and fights break out. What do we do?"
Lucifer looked at the citizen. "What's your name?"
"Sir, Jenna."
"Jenna... such a lovely name. Your problem is actually very small, and I have the perfect solution."
Mia and Ruby asked together: "How, son?" "How, Luci?"
Lucifer grinned. "Mommy, first make Jenna a court minister. And my advice? Appoint ministers who truly understand Westirifer."
He turned to Cesar, Oswald, and the others: "Edmund, Agnes, Elspeth... I have no issue with you becoming ministers. But you still don't know these lands well. Split a platoon of reserved Viper Guards into two teams. You all who came from Evorywood, go tour Westirifer. See every area's struggles firsthand, how locals cope. If we don't, we'll be no better than the Ashers."
To Allen: "Allen, announce across Westirifer: I'm seeking royal court ministers. Anyone who thinks they're worthy, come here. I'll interview them personally. In ten days."
To Agnes: "Sister Agnes... you and the rest leave today. Bring me full reports in one month."
Back to Allen: "After the interviews, announce: Once ministers are chosen, I'll build the Ruby Bloom Hospice medical facility. Uncle Jeff will oversee all labor needs."
"Then I'll teach hillside and rocky farming techniques. Forge innovations. Safe mining equipment, and how to craft it yourselves."
"Next, an education center for everyone: children, adults, elders, no exceptions."
"And finally... I know you all love sex. I do too. So I'll make sex an employment source here."
To Allen again: "Invite the Church of Light and Hope, and the Church of Love and Fertility to Westirifer."
To Jenna: "Jenna, if you know anyone who understands our demographics and geograpics well, invite them too."
Spotting Vibrosa Silva standing behind, Lucifer called: "Brother Vibrosa... I want you to return to Hemis Kingdom. Not because I don't want you here. I want us closer. So let's make trade deals and agreements between Westirifer and Hemis."
"I have nothing to offer your kingdom yet... but I promise, in two or three years, Westirifer will change so much you'll forget Lustbound Heaven exists. Still, I can promise this: Any elf you send here to get impregnated, I will personally do it. And once Aunt's medical center opens, if any elf gives birth here, I'll assist the delivery myself."
Then, with a mischievous grin: "But don't think I won't take payment, Brother Vibrosa..."
Vibrosa laughed. "Oh? What kind of fees, Brother Lucifer?"
"A particular fee for the medical center, affordable, just 10 copper coins. But for your wives, Samuel's wives, and the other women you send... extra fees. And it won't be money."
Samuel raised an eyebrow. "What kind of extreme joke is this? If it's so extreme, show us."
Lucifer chuckled. "Promise you won't get mad, then I'll do it."
Vibrosa, intrigued and thinking what could it possibly be, said, "Fine, Brother Lucifer, we won't mind."
Lucifer turned to Silva and Selene with a wicked smile. "My elf wives... want to have some fun with your first husband?"
Silva, standing right there, asked curiously: "What kind of fun are you talking about, honey?"
Lucifer burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter. "I'll tell you after court ends, not now! And anyone else who wants to join can... but no one who's already pregnant."
He glanced at Mia and Ruby, still grinning like a devil. "Mommy, Aunt... just forget I ever said I'd join whatever 'joke' I'm about to pull with Brother Samuel and Vibrosa. Never. Not in a million years. Not even on my deathbed."
Hearing that, Vibrosa and Samuel suddenly felt a chill. What the hell kind of 'joke' is this guy planning? They were excited... but completely clueless how badly it was about to backfire on them.