With theirs stomachs full, the three female went to the furthest room upstairs. Since it wasn’t that long when they acquired a new body, the girls locked themselves in the room to adapt their new selves. Michael just stayed in the living area, patiently waiting for them.
Even though girls had given their own private quarters, they decided to live together at the furthest room from the flight of wooden stairs. They made the bed there wide enough for four people to sleep comfortably.
The owner of the first room is Michael, followed by Lucy, then Uriel, and the room they are using was owned by Gabrielle. The purpose of Lucy’s and Uriel’s room was to store their own belongings.
“Your hair are so smooth and silky, Gabrielle.” Uriel praised, caressing platinum locks. “I feel bad of having it break the line.”
“How about leaving the hair drop as is it?” Lucy suggested.
“I see.”
Inside Gabrielle’s room, three girls are in front of a dresser. The reflection on the silver mirror shows the flipped image of sitting Gabrielle flanked by Uriel and Lucy at both wings. As of now, the trinity are mindfully grooming each another. It’s Gabrielle’s turn to bloom after Lucy and Uriel respectively.
“Since she’s the most beautiful and adorable here, we have to cover her as much as we can. But too much articles might reduce her mobility and obstruct her perception.”
“You’re right. We have to think it deeply but don’t be too hasty.” Uriel responded on Lucy’s thoughts.
Gabrielle just stare at the reflection of the two girls as they are in the middle of a brainstorming session. But Gabrielle had her thoughts too.
“Um… can I just dress myself like that of a typical cleric?”
The two glanced at the mirror and blinked an eye upon hearing Gabrielle’s request. Their poker face gradually curve up and broke a simple smile.
“Well, if that’s Gabrielle wants, why not.”
“I don’t mind. It saves us time and energy.”
“That’s decided then!”
The trio then started begun constructing the adventurer outfit of the party’s support. After an hour of arranging and grooming one another, their own preferred appearance and styles had been concluded.
The girls descend downstairs and regrouped with the leader of the party, Michael, in the living room.
“…Are girls really take that much time embellishing themselves?” Michael uttered, counting the time he spent sitting. “The only good thing was that we’re not in a boutique.”
“You didn’t gained a female vessel so you haven’t any right to whine. And one thing, don’t imply it as if you owned us. This is my harem, not yours.” Lucy snickered they groped a mountain of each girls as they are stepping down the stairs.
The girls are now clad in their battle articles, wearing their own preferred styles. They are all radiating metaphorically as they walked down the wooden stairs with elegance and gentle smile on their faces.
Even some still covered with the same outfit since they were born yesterday, there are significant difference on how they shone between yesterday and today. They locked themselves in the room and spend an hour to beautify themselves. Their efforts wasn’t put in vain as they made some beautiful results.
Gabrielle just applied foundation and wore light makeups. Her long platinum-blonde hair linearly drop down to her hips with a nun headdress atop. All the white garments she is using could not conceal her lascivious lumps and curves.
Uriel changed the style of her hair. Her long wavy golden hair was pulled back in a bun, complementing with her white skin and purple gaze.
There are notable changes in Uriel’s outfit. From her red shirt, she wore black lace-up corset over white bodice dress, which notably emphasized her bust.
Instead of red high-heeled boots, Uriel replaced it with shining black leather shoes. She also put suspender belt to hold up her black sheer stockings. With her vivid red hooded capelet, Uriel was like a main character of a certain fairy tale.
Lucy, on the other hand, wore an outfit like that of a kunoichi. Black stretchy spandex dress laid over her white skin, red silk scarf and sash wrapped around her neck and waist respectively. Pair of netted cuff and black fingerless gloves equipped on her upper limbs. And red satin leg tie entwined around her legs. Her below-shoulder dark-brown straight locks are tied in a ponytail.
The three females are very captivating and breathtaking that Michael desperately hold back his urge to launch himself at them. But Michael only wore a subtle face, just as how a calm person would have done. He is actually practicing himself to carefully hide his contempt for future references.
Michael let out a sigh and asked, “Now then. Have the necessary matters prepared and ready?”
“Already have. Stats, biodata, background, weapons and equipment, and so on.” His twin sister confirmed as the girls take out one of their items from their own private subspace.
The party’s support, Gabrielle, took out a four-foot long metal staff. The top of the staff had an oval white stone called light magic stone that strengthen Light Magic spells. The stone was skirted by eight metallic flanges to secure it from falling.
A meter ebony wooden staff held in the hands of Uriel. Made out of Black Treant’s wood, its durability and mana conductivity has been guaranteed. It had two layers of 5mm think orichalcum ring eight inches from the end.
The staff had even thickness and a very smooth surface that it almost looks like a cane. A ping-pong sized fire magic stone situated at the end of the staff above the golden rings for more powerful fire magic output.
Lucy pulled out a straight-bladed short sword called ninjato from her compartment. She placed its scabbard diagonally on her back with hilt pointing her right shoulder. Not only a sword, but also daggers, shuriken, a coil of steel wire, and talisman papers drew out from the pitch-black disk then inserted the items in its own holsters hanging on her hips.
“Good.” Then Michael caught the fallen sword with scabbard dropped from his Inventory.
For Michael’s main weapon, the chose a sword, a Swiss saber to be exact. The sword was single-bladed and had an intricate hilt. His sword was hand-forged by Raphael himself using the mithrill ingot he got from dungeon with his sister.
“Let’s make our way… to the Empire.”
As he declared that, the group instantly disappeared inside the building as if taken away by the spring winds itself.
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The Vagoth Forest. A vast forest that stretch it’s feracious soil within the southern part of the Dixon Empire down to the northwestern portion of the Primaria Theocracy. The forest extended and occupied the eastern border of the Vampire Nation Prussilvania, making a natural barrier between the vampires and the righteous theocracy.
In terms of vastness and coverage, the Vagoth Forest is the third largest forest in the continent. The largest and also most dangerous forest is, of course, the Great Forest of Darkness. Followed by the woodlands that covered more than half of the Elven Country Forester.
“…Okay, we are here.”
With the split second change, a group of people suddenly appeared in the middle of the forest out of nowhere. The group consists of four young adults. Three women and a man. All of them cladded with battle gears and wielding a weapon equipped.
“Where will we go?” Uriel inquired. “Should we yode directly to the capital or start somewhere else?” ｂｏ𝚟𝚕.
“I think we can start our tribute in the capital. The capital is populous, so they won’t suspect us if we appeared out of nowhere.” Michael answered Uriel’s question then elaborate.
With the whooping population of three million, the Imperial Capital Jeffer hailed as the most populous city within the Northern Continent. Humans and other races coexist inside the city walls. The size and diversity of the Imperial Capital shielded them from background inspection.
“You have a point. Even so, we stand out too much. Especially, these two…” Lucy uttered then took a glance to the two members of their party, Uriel and Gabrielle.
Both of them had figures that would make men peel their lustful gaze off of them and envious beauty that made most of the women fall on their knees. Their appearance alone could attract lots of attention and danger.
“That means you have to protect us from dangerous situations, Lucy.”
“Gabrielle’s right. That’s your job.” Uriel nodded repeatedly in agreement.
“Your harem, your responsibility.” Michael strike the last nail.
Being cornered at all sides, Lucy utterly surrendered then steeled her resolve. “Fine, I’ll do it. I sincerely promise I will protect my girls. Greater harem comes with greater responsibility.” She declared before she give her lovers a tight embrace.
Although their shared the same mentally, they are completely unrelated with each other and didn’t share the same blood. Their relationship was somewhat acceptable as long as no one will discover.
Michael glanced at the girls for some time before he open his mouth. “I’m sorry for interrupting your cuddling but we have to go now.”
“Aye, aye. Captain.”
“Let’s go.”
