Asher woke up to Lyola still on his chest. His dick nestled inside her. He noticed Tiff on his right, Tillie cuddled up behind her, and Atalanta on his left. Atty had participated, but was still hesitant to take the final step. He didn’t blame her. Asher was honored that anyone would let him be their first.
Lyola appeared to sense his wakefulness, she began to stir as his erection grew. Still sheathed inside her she began to slowly push herself up. Resting her elbows on his pecs, her chin sat on her palms. Lyola looked down at him with a smile.
“Hello my love,” she whispered. A wide smile on her face.
“Hello my lovely princess,” he said, planting a kiss on her lips.
“Why do you call me that?” She asked. A blush on her face.
“Because…you’re my Princess,” he said with a smile. He focused his 20% pheromones on her. She became wetter still. Her muscles tightened on his member. “How’s our baby doing?”
“Good,” she said, still smiling down at him. Her legs squeezed together, tightening on him further. “He makes me very…hungry for my husband.”
“It’s a boy now?”
“Yes,” she said confidently. “I can feel it.” His arms occupied by the others she leaned down to kiss him passionately.
“I’ll take your word for it,” he said in between kisses. He raised the pheromones assaulting her. “I’m happy you talked me into it,” he admitted. “I can’t wait to see him.”
“I talked you into it,” Tiff said. Her eyes closed as she smacked her lips waking up. “The first of many.”
“Yes,” Lyola said. “You will have to come back for the birth. Now that you have a ship on its way we can plan ahead.”
“You can meet the others.” Tiff said. Sitting up she began nibbling Lyola’s ear. “We can all be together. Who knows. Maybe I’ll be pregnant by then.” Asher’s dick enlarged inside Lyola at the thought.
“Our husband likes that idea,” she said. Slowly she started grinding on him.
“Is this kind of relationship normal here?” He asked. Relaxed as he let her do the work.
“How so?”
“Do couples share one another?” He didn’t want to bring up her parents while they were doing the deed.
“For some,” she admitted. “But it is rare. Usually alliance marriages are sexless.”
“Ha,” Tiff said. “Our days will never be sexless as long as I can help it.” She moved a hand to Lyola’s nipple and another to her ear as she channeled mana to her fingertips. Lyola shook in an orgasm after a short time. “I love you, Lyola,” Tiff whispered in the elf’s long ear as she rubbed her belly. “I am glad you will be married to our husband, and will have our first child.”
The elf locked eyes with her. A smile split her lips as she leaned in to kiss Tiff. “I love you too,” she said. “Thank you for accepting me.”
“Of course,” Tiff said. “Let me continue to handle the bedroom. And you will handle all of our businesses if you want. We have a new planet. And our husbands' trials have only just begun. He will keep growing stronger. We will have alliances to plan.” She slowly kissed down Lyola’s body with each word. From her neck down to her nipples. Ending at her belly. “Or do you want him to fill you up with another baby?” She kissed Lyola’s stomach over and over between words.
Lyola’s pussy squeezed him harder at the hot talk. Her eyes shut as she shook a little. “How many should I make?” Lyola asked.
“As many as you want,” Tiff promised, raising her head. Her hand snaked between them and began playing with Lyola’s clit. The elf somehow became wetter. Asher groaned under the stimulation of her cunt. “We will all have whatever we want. You saw how we made those skill books. Do you really think there is any chance we won’t have all the Syscos we could ever need?” Lyola apparently didn’t think of that as she came again. Her nails dug into his abs as her legs shook. “And he can handle every alliance we need. As long as they’re hot and willing to follow my rules. We will make him an emperor that spans sectors.” Lyola breathed heavily as her orgasm finished.
“What about what I want?” He asked, looking at Tiff with a frown.
“And what do you want?” She asked, looking down at him as if she just noticed him there.
Asher thought about it. He hadn’t put that much thought into it. Now that he looked back, jumping from planet to planet through dungeon portals would have been a great time if his wives had been there. “To kill monsters and have my wives always with me,” he admitted.
“Then do what we tell you to do. Kill what we tell you to kill. And we will be there to empty your balls at the end of the day,” Tiff said. In all honesty Asher felt shallow because of how tempting that sounded.
He looked over. Tillie was staring at him. Her cheeks blushed as she watched he and Lyola have sex. On his other side Atalanta pretended to be asleep on his arm, but her hand was in her panties. Slowly stroking herself. Asher looked up to Lyola. The pale elf shyly stared down at him.
“I will do anything you want,” he admitted. “But you better do a damn good job of emptying my balls.”
Tiff reached around Lyola’s butt. Her fingertips glowing. She lightly touched his balls and he started cumming hard inside of Lyola. He groaned, locking eyes with Tiff. A smirk on her face she answered, “yes, sir.”
Everyone awake after he and Lyola really started having sex. She demanded his fertility on. When he filled her up her body writhed in aftershocks of pleasure. Cuddling up on the bed as she spasmed. Tillie took her spot. Demanding him larger his dick bulged in her abdomen. Tiff and Atalanta made out near the bump. Licking and biting it as their tongues fought one another. Asher’s Libido was so high that each cumshot felt bigger than the last. All 3 girls working together turned him on with every thrust into Tillie. The stimulation helped Tillie as she came hard a few times. When she was done Lyola started kissing her until she was responsive again. That 300% increase from his Ahegao skill was doing wonders.
Tiff made him become infertile again and used her mouth to clean his dick. Slamming into her new Ero Zone she spit and sputtered as she licked up his and the other girl’s cum. Her eyes crossed as she came after only a few thrusts. Tiff came 3 more times and he came once. When she was ready to jump on for a turn Tiff demanded Atty join. The shy girl had cum softly to the side a few times, but now that she was called out she mounted his head. Atty and Tiff made out while he fucked his first wife and ate out their shy addition.
When they both became sputtering messes from the thick Pheromones he threw at them the process started again. Lyola jumped on his dick. She held herself up as he pounded into her. Then he slammed her down and gave her the vibrating dick treatment. Pushing mana in and pulling it out almost instantly his dick pulsed noticeably inside her. It didn’t take her long to begin to shake and moan.
“My goddess!” Someone yelled as they stomped into the room. “Do you ever stop?” Fresneah stood there staring at them angrily. She breathed in and out through her nose. She wore a white dress that complimented her skin tone. Asher thought her green skin and dark green hair looked quite pretty.
“Right?” Tiff whispered in his ear after reading his mind.
“I’ve been waiting out there for almost an hour for you to stop,” she said. “But you simply keep going. Father called for you all.”
Lyola was not shy as she continued to squeeze his dick with her kegels. “What does he want now?” She asked grinding on Asher’s dick.
“Something about the Champion Trials,” the sister said. Her cheeks blushing, Fresneah looked to the floor. “What are you doing in a guest bedroom anyway?”
“My husband wanted a bed he was used to,” Lyola said, drawing his eyes. He didn’t think she was ready to stop so he raised his Pheromones. Soon she was shaking. He started cumming into her, he had been holding it off anyway. “Ohh,” she whined angrily as if he took away her favorite toy.
“We will continue later, my love,” he promised. He kissed her and she groaned as she slid off to the side. Cum leaked out of her. As she got off the bed Lyola was bathed in light as she was clothed in a yellow dress. His dick twitched knowing she would be walking around with his cum still inside of her.
“Do you have no shame?” Fresneah asked. “You do know that’s all I hear from the servants. They’re afraid to go into closets in fear you might be in there having sex.”
“That happened only twice,” Lyola justified. They had been heated between the dungeon and the trial. And now that he was back he doubted it would stop. “You are just jealous.”
Fresneah looked down as she blushed. “Ah yes,” Tiff said, getting up. She didn’t bother to dress as she walked up to the taller Fresneah. Her large breasts swayed as she walked. “You have a thing for a certain man in our party, do you not?”
Fresneah blushed a darker green that matched her hair. “Really?” Lyola asked, walking closer to her sister. “Who is this man that has caught my sister's eye?”
“Nadir,” Tiff said confidently as if she knew everything. Fresneah’s eyes bulged. Her hands went up to her face to hide her blush as she ran out of the room.
“How do you know that?” Lyola asked, a little surprised.
“Asher noticed it,” she said. “He pretends to not like drama. But he thrives on it.”
“I do not!” He said angrily as he got off the bed. “I noticed a look, and you blew it out of proportions.”
“Tomato potato,” Tiff said. “Let’s get going. Lyola, should we add them to our matchmaker master plan?” Lyola nodded happily as they began to speak in whispers. Asher did his best not to listen. A big part of him was glad they were getting along together. He loved them both. Happy wives meant a happy life.
They walked the halls together. His wives in his arms. A few servants glanced at them but didn’t say anything. When they came upon the throne room Asher was surprised to see Tyranis not on the throne but mingling with patrons. There was a large group of elves and other species in full armor off to the side.
“The bride and groom appear,” one said. He was a taller elf with long brown hair. Asher cast Identification on him.
Stone Elf
Level ???
“Uncle Lyton,” Lyola said happily running up to him. Her long dress flowed after her. The tall elf picked her up and twirled her around.
“I didn’t ever think I’d see the day my niece was engaged post-Trial,” he said happily. “And to the Lawful Good no less,” he eyed Asher up. “Tell me Champion, care for a spar?”
Asher looked the big elf up and down. The elf looked and felt strong. Most elves appeared frail in Asher’s eyes, except for Tiberion, this one was in full armor with a long sword at his side. Asher could tell he knew how to handle himself. There were a few other species around him, but Asher couldn’t see his companions' levels either.
“Sure,” he said as a smile came to his face.
“Ha! He is as fearless as they say. He would have to be to fight father,” Lyton nudged Tyranis. “All that time picking them, and one falls in your lap.”
“The System sent me right to him,” Tyranis said. He appeared happy for once. “I hear that you received the next Trial Quest, Champion.”
“Yesterday,” Asher admitted. “I am sorry I didn’t report sooner.” His wives had taken his attention.
“No bother. I was notified that the League would like to schedule an interview with you and the other Champions. No recordings could be made of your foe’s trials, but this would be an opportunity for you to meet them.”
“Sounds fun,” he admitted. It would be good to put a face to them. “When?”
“A week. In the meantime I thought it best to have your team fill up your titles.”
“On that, I believe I have all 10,” Asher admitted. “But most in my party only have 1.”
“10 titles?” Lyton asked. “And still not Initialized. Tell me, which was the hardest?”
“The Roktai,” Asher said without hesitation. “Or the Hell. However you want to think about it.”
“I heard about your misfortune,” Lyton said. “I do not envy you.” They left it at that. Asher didn’t want to think about it. It didn’t take Tiff long to get him to 100%. Sometime between her sucking his dick like it was candy and killing monsters for fun he felt like his old self again. Asher vividly recalled that dark part of his life, and the real world was so much better.
“During your interview we will schedule with other guilds to have all of them take trials,” Tyranis said. Asher felt like he might finally be getting some benefits of their alliance.
“I was wondering,” Asher said. “You had mentioned sponsors were possible. Did I receive any interest from the first Trial?”
“Some, yes,” Tyranis admitted. “But the 2nd trial is the real test. Also I heard the Burills are threatening any who approach. But if you attract someone strong enough, it will not matter.”
They spoke about this and that. The group with Lyton paid attention to his every word. Asher felt like they were all experienced. He couldn’t help but relax around them. They gave off the impression of some seasoned group of warriors that had come back to pay the guild a visit.
“Tell me Champion, I must know. What did you say to our father to get him to leave planet with the Troops?” Lyton asked.
Asher felt no ulterior motives from the question, and he did promise Tyranis the truth. “The Roktai Trial made me get revenge against him. I told him how I was dropped to level 1 and killed him in the trial when I was level 99.” That news surprised everyone.
“You killed him at 99?!” Lyton asked, amazed. The elf didn’t appear fazed that Asher had to kill his father.
“Yes, but it was just the trial,” Asher said.
“Oh no Champion. We are not sure how the Trial was made. But all believe it is the truth. No one has found a lie in it. If you went to a planet in the Trial, then it really exists. Meet a person on a certain date and you will meet them again.” That was news to Asher. Atalanta and he had guessed it was semi-truths, but Lyton made it sound like the real world. “How long did it take you? My own took me 30 years.”
“10 years,” Asher admitted, a little proud of his accomplishment.
Lyton barked a laugh like his father. “I saw your fight with that monkey in your trial. I believe it. Even I had trouble following it’s moves. Tell me, would you be interested in seeing one of the guilds tournaments?”
“Tournament?” Asher asked. “I thought all the Troops left.”
“Most did, yes. We are Troops as well and just got back from an expedition. We will catch up with the full group in a few weeks. But we always hold tournaments to keep us sharp.”
“What do you win?” He asked. Was this finally his tournament arc like DBZ, or Yuyu Hakusho, or MHA…or pretty much every anime in existence?
“Bragging rights,” Lyton said. “Only those with the Roktai title may attend. But we were about to head to one if you care to join.”
“I would,” he admitted.
“Good man. I would like to know my future nephew. I hear you fight well in the bedroom. I’ve seen how well you do with monsters. Let’s see how you do in the ring.” Asher blushed.
“Our husband is a god in the bedroom,” Tiff said. She wanted to get the story straight.
Asher woke up to Lyola still on his chest. His dick nestled inside her. He noticed Tiff on his right, Tillie cuddled up behind her, and Atalanta on his left. Atty had participated, but was still hesitant to take the final step. He didn’t blame her. Asher was honored that anyone would let him be their first.
Lyola appeared to sense his wakefulness, she began to stir as his erection grew. Still sheathed inside her she began to slowly push herself up. Resting her elbows on his pecs, her chin sat on her palms. Lyola looked down at him with a smile.
“Hello my love,” she whispered. A wide smile on her face.
“Hello my lovely princess,” he said, planting a kiss on her lips.
“Why do you call me that?” She asked. A blush on her face.
“Because…you’re my Princess,” he said with a smile. He focused his 20% pheromones on her. She became wetter still. Her muscles tightened on his member. “How’s our baby doing?”
“Good,” she said, still smiling down at him. Her legs squeezed together, tightening on him further. “He makes me very…hungry for my husband.”
“It’s a boy now?”
“Yes,” she said confidently. “I can feel it.” His arms occupied by the others she leaned down to kiss him passionately.
“I’ll take your word for it,” he said in between kisses. He raised the pheromones assaulting her. “I’m happy you talked me into it,” he admitted. “I can’t wait to see him.”
“I talked you into it,” Tiff said. Her eyes closed as she smacked her lips waking up. “The first of many.”
“Yes,” Lyola said. “You will have to come back for the birth. Now that you have a ship on its way we can plan ahead.”
“You can meet the others.” Tiff said. Sitting up she began nibbling Lyola’s ear. “We can all be together. Who knows. Maybe I’ll be pregnant by then.” Asher’s dick enlarged inside Lyola at the thought.
“Our husband likes that idea,” she said. Slowly she started grinding on him.
“Is this kind of relationship normal here?” He asked. Relaxed as he let her do the work.
“How so?”
“Do couples share one another?” He didn’t want to bring up her parents while they were doing the deed.
“For some,” she admitted. “But it is rare. Usually alliance marriages are sexless.”
“Ha,” Tiff said. “Our days will never be sexless as long as I can help it.” She moved a hand to Lyola’s nipple and another to her ear as she channeled mana to her fingertips. Lyola shook in an orgasm after a short time. “I love you, Lyola,” Tiff whispered in the elf’s long ear as she rubbed her belly. “I am glad you will be married to our husband, and will have our first child.”
The elf locked eyes with her. A smile split her lips as she leaned in to kiss Tiff. “I love you too,” she said. “Thank you for accepting me.”
“Of course,” Tiff said. “Let me continue to handle the bedroom. And you will handle all of our businesses if you want. We have a new planet. And our husbands' trials have only just begun. He will keep growing stronger. We will have alliances to plan.” She slowly kissed down Lyola’s body with each word. From her neck down to her nipples. Ending at her belly. “Or do you want him to fill you up with another baby?” She kissed Lyola’s stomach over and over between words.
Lyola’s pussy squeezed him harder at the hot talk. Her eyes shut as she shook a little. “How many should I make?” Lyola asked.
“As many as you want,” Tiff promised, raising her head. Her hand snaked between them and began playing with Lyola’s clit. The elf somehow became wetter. Asher groaned under the stimulation of her cunt. “We will all have whatever we want. You saw how we made those skill books. Do you really think there is any chance we won’t have all the Syscos we could ever need?” Lyola apparently didn’t think of that as she came again. Her nails dug into his abs as her legs shook. “And he can handle every alliance we need. As long as they’re hot and willing to follow my rules. We will make him an emperor that spans sectors.” Lyola breathed heavily as her orgasm finished.
“What about what I want?” He asked, looking at Tiff with a frown.
“And what do you want?” She asked, looking down at him as if she just noticed him there.
Asher thought about it. He hadn’t put that much thought into it. Now that he looked back, jumping from planet to planet through dungeon portals would have been a great time if his wives had been there. “To kill monsters and have my wives always with me,” he admitted.
“Then do what we tell you to do. Kill what we tell you to kill. And we will be there to empty your balls at the end of the day,” Tiff said. In all honesty Asher felt shallow because of how tempting that sounded.
He looked over. Tillie was staring at him. Her cheeks blushed as she watched he and Lyola have sex. On his other side Atalanta pretended to be asleep on his arm, but her hand was in her panties. Slowly stroking herself. Asher looked up to Lyola. The pale elf shyly stared down at him.
“I will do anything you want,” he admitted. “But you better do a damn good job of emptying my balls.”
Tiff reached around Lyola’s butt. Her fingertips glowing. She lightly touched his balls and he started cumming hard inside of Lyola. He groaned, locking eyes with Tiff. A smirk on her face she answered, “yes, sir.”
Everyone awake after he and Lyola really started having sex. She demanded his fertility on. When he filled her up her body writhed in aftershocks of pleasure. Cuddling up on the bed as she spasmed. Tillie took her spot. Demanding him larger his dick bulged in her abdomen. Tiff and Atalanta made out near the bump. Licking and biting it as their tongues fought one another. Asher’s Libido was so high that each cumshot felt bigger than the last. All 3 girls working together turned him on with every thrust into Tillie. The stimulation helped Tillie as she came hard a few times. When she was done Lyola started kissing her until she was responsive again. That 300% increase from his Ahegao skill was doing wonders.
Tiff made him become infertile again and used her mouth to clean his dick. Slamming into her new Ero Zone she spit and sputtered as she licked up his and the other girl’s cum. Her eyes crossed as she came after only a few thrusts. Tiff came 3 more times and he came once. When she was ready to jump on for a turn Tiff demanded Atty join. The shy girl had cum softly to the side a few times, but now that she was called out she mounted his head. Atty and Tiff made out while he fucked his first wife and ate out their shy addition.
When they both became sputtering messes from the thick Pheromones he threw at them the process started again. Lyola jumped on his dick. She held herself up as he pounded into her. Then he slammed her down and gave her the vibrating dick treatment. Pushing mana in and pulling it out almost instantly his dick pulsed noticeably inside her. It didn’t take her long to begin to shake and moan.
“My goddess!” Someone yelled as they stomped into the room. “Do you ever stop?” Fresneah stood there staring at them angrily. She breathed in and out through her nose. She wore a white dress that complimented her skin tone. Asher thought her green skin and dark green hair looked quite pretty.
“Right?” Tiff whispered in his ear after reading his mind.
“I’ve been waiting out there for almost an hour for you to stop,” she said. “But you simply keep going. Father called for you all.”
Lyola was not shy as she continued to squeeze his dick with her kegels. “What does he want now?” She asked grinding on Asher’s dick.
“Something about the Champion Trials,” the sister said. Her cheeks blushing, Fresneah looked to the floor. “What are you doing in a guest bedroom anyway?”
“My husband wanted a bed he was used to,” Lyola said, drawing his eyes. He didn’t think she was ready to stop so he raised his Pheromones. Soon she was shaking. He started cumming into her, he had been holding it off anyway. “Ohh,” she whined angrily as if he took away her favorite toy.
“We will continue later, my love,” he promised. He kissed her and she groaned as she slid off to the side. Cum leaked out of her. As she got off the bed Lyola was bathed in light as she was clothed in a yellow dress. His dick twitched knowing she would be walking around with his cum still inside of her.
“Do you have no shame?” Fresneah asked. “You do know that’s all I hear from the servants. They’re afraid to go into closets in fear you might be in there having sex.”
“That happened only twice,” Lyola justified. They had been heated between the dungeon and the trial. And now that he was back he doubted it would stop. “You are just jealous.”
Fresneah looked down as she blushed. “Ah yes,” Tiff said, getting up. She didn’t bother to dress as she walked up to the taller Fresneah. Her large breasts swayed as she walked. “You have a thing for a certain man in our party, do you not?”
Fresneah blushed a darker green that matched her hair. “Really?” Lyola asked, walking closer to her sister. “Who is this man that has caught my sister's eye?”
“Nadir,” Tiff said confidently as if she knew everything. Fresneah’s eyes bulged. Her hands went up to her face to hide her blush as she ran out of the room.
“How do you know that?” Lyola asked, a little surprised.
“Asher noticed it,” she said. “He pretends to not like drama. But he thrives on it.”
“I do not!” He said angrily as he got off the bed. “I noticed a look, and you blew it out of proportions.”
“Tomato potato,” Tiff said. “Let’s get going. Lyola, should we add them to our matchmaker master plan?” Lyola nodded happily as they began to speak in whispers. Asher did his best not to listen. A big part of him was glad they were getting along together. He loved them both. Happy wives meant a happy life.
They walked the halls together. His wives in his arms. A few servants glanced at them but didn’t say anything. When they came upon the throne room Asher was surprised to see Tyranis not on the throne but mingling with patrons. There was a large group of elves and other species in full armor off to the side.
“The bride and groom appear,” one said. He was a taller elf with long brown hair. Asher cast Identification on him.
Stone Elf
Level ???
“Uncle Lyton,” Lyola said happily running up to him. Her long dress flowed after her. The tall elf picked her up and twirled her around.
“I didn’t ever think I’d see the day my niece was engaged post-Trial,” he said happily. “And to the Lawful Good no less,” he eyed Asher up. “Tell me Champion, care for a spar?”
Asher looked the big elf up and down. The elf looked and felt strong. Most elves appeared frail in Asher’s eyes, except for Tiberion, this one was in full armor with a long sword at his side. Asher could tell he knew how to handle himself. There were a few other species around him, but Asher couldn’t see his companions' levels either.
“Sure,” he said as a smile came to his face.
“Ha! He is as fearless as they say. He would have to be to fight father,” Lyton nudged Tyranis. “All that time picking them, and one falls in your lap.”
“The System sent me right to him,” Tyranis said. He appeared happy for once. “I hear that you received the next Trial Quest, Champion.”
“Yesterday,” Asher admitted. “I am sorry I didn’t report sooner.” His wives had taken his attention.
“No bother. I was notified that the League would like to schedule an interview with you and the other Champions. No recordings could be made of your foe’s trials, but this would be an opportunity for you to meet them.”
“Sounds fun,” he admitted. It would be good to put a face to them. “When?”
“A week. In the meantime I thought it best to have your team fill up your titles.”
“On that, I believe I have all 10,” Asher admitted. “But most in my party only have 1.”
“10 titles?” Lyton asked. “And still not Initialized. Tell me, which was the hardest?”
“The Roktai,” Asher said without hesitation. “Or the Hell. However you want to think about it.”
“I heard about your misfortune,” Lyton said. “I do not envy you.” They left it at that. Asher didn’t want to think about it. It didn’t take Tiff long to get him to 100%. Sometime between her sucking his dick like it was candy and killing monsters for fun he felt like his old self again. Asher vividly recalled that dark part of his life, and the real world was so much better.
“During your interview we will schedule with other guilds to have all of them take trials,” Tyranis said. Asher felt like he might finally be getting some benefits of their alliance.
“I was wondering,” Asher said. “You had mentioned sponsors were possible. Did I receive any interest from the first Trial?”
“Some, yes,” Tyranis admitted. “But the 2nd trial is the real test. Also I heard the Burills are threatening any who approach. But if you attract someone strong enough, it will not matter.”
They spoke about this and that. The group with Lyton paid attention to his every word. Asher felt like they were all experienced. He couldn’t help but relax around them. They gave off the impression of some seasoned group of warriors that had come back to pay the guild a visit.
“Tell me Champion, I must know. What did you say to our father to get him to leave planet with the Troops?” Lyton asked.
Asher felt no ulterior motives from the question, and he did promise Tyranis the truth. “The Roktai Trial made me get revenge against him. I told him how I was dropped to level 1 and killed him in the trial when I was level 99.” That news surprised everyone.
“You killed him at 99?!” Lyton asked, amazed. The elf didn’t appear fazed that Asher had to kill his father.
“Yes, but it was just the trial,” Asher said.
“Oh no Champion. We are not sure how the Trial was made. But all believe it is the truth. No one has found a lie in it. If you went to a planet in the Trial, then it really exists. Meet a person on a certain date and you will meet them again.” That was news to Asher. Atalanta and he had guessed it was semi-truths, but Lyton made it sound like the real world. “How long did it take you? My own took me 30 years.”
“10 years,” Asher admitted, a little proud of his accomplishment.
Lyton barked a laugh like his father. “I saw your fight with that monkey in your trial. I believe it. Even I had trouble following it’s moves. Tell me, would you be interested in seeing one of the guilds tournaments?”
“Tournament?” Asher asked. “I thought all the Troops left.”
“Most did, yes. We are Troops as well and just got back from an expedition. We will catch up with the full group in a few weeks. But we always hold tournaments to keep us sharp.”
“What do you win?” He asked. Was this finally his tournament arc like DBZ, or Yuyu Hakusho, or MHA…or pretty much every anime in existence?
“Bragging rights,” Lyton said. “Only those with the Roktai title may attend. But we were about to head to one if you care to join.”
“I would,” he admitted.
“Good man. I would like to know my future nephew. I hear you fight well in the bedroom. I’ve seen how well you do with monsters. Let’s see how you do in the ring.” Asher blushed.
“Our husband is a god in the bedroom,” Tiff said. She wanted to get the story straight.
