NOVEL NEXT Chapter 95: A lot has Changed.
(Syrilblia’s POV)
To Alti, that day in Clare’s office must have been one to remember. But not to me. Since then, it has been many, many years. It wasn’t that big of a memory to me, as I had gotten many more women pregnant over the years.
Chelva was fully under Marina’s control, and every female within it was either in my harem, or heavily part of our little group.
With the ability to live forever, the boundless potential of demon kind, and our kingdom, which we had renamed, was the most advanced in the world. We named it Trisha, in honor of my first daughter.
No, she didn’t die, silly. Rather, we needed a new name, and I loved the idea of Trisha being referred to as Trisha Trisha. Hah… She will surely resent me when she is old enough…
Marina: “Dear, we’ll be heading out soon.” She informed.
Syrilblia: “Ah, okay. It should be fun!” I reply with an excited tone.
With a smile, I followed my wife to our regal carriage. Marina was referring to the war that we were about to fight in. Alti had gained a lot of support and women, fueling his horrible personality for the worse, I am sure.
Our borders were uncrossable, with no one even being able to invade us at all. There weren’t any males in Trisha, which was our doing. We killed or exiled them all; you see.
But we were a fair kingdom. Females, regardless of who they were, are allowed to cross into our kingdom. Of course, some were just random women who had heard about our prosperous female only land.
But there were many who came to sow discord, spies, terrorists, etc. The reason why those unique groups weren’t a problem… was because I easily seduced them.
Either via luxury or sex, even the spies betrayed the kingdoms that they hailed from. We had a tight hold on information as well. None besides those that are already in our group knew that we were demons.
Charlie was a world renowned saint, and with her on our side, the other kingdoms couldn’t claim that we were demons, or even evil. This helped with our legitimacy outside of our kingdom.
Fantasia: “It’s been so long since I’ve fought. I think the last time was in that field trip years prior…” She said with a sigh.
Syrilblia: “You don’t have to kill anyone or fight if you do not wish to, Fantasia.” I say with a warm tone.
Fantasia: “Oh, but I very much do. The reason I am sighing… is because I know that none of them will even be able to scratch me.” She clarified.
Syrilblia: “…”
Each of my concubines was extremely powerful, with Marina and me being the most powerful beings around. Regardless of how well Alti prepared, it wouldn’t matter.
Speaking of that, the reason we are only going to war now… is due to the fact that it was all Marina’s plan. She knew that women would seek out our land, so she gave them time to immigrate here.
The remaining women in other kingdoms are still ones we want. We will just have to get to them later. But the damage was done, and most of the kingdoms had a major draught of females.
Since they understood where the women went, they realized what they had to do. Every kingdom surrounding Trisha, they all united under Alti’s banner.
Marina: “Kill as you please, but don’t hurt the women.” She said with a stern tone.
Fantasia: “Why would I hurt the women? With my position in Syrilblia’s heart, I have not once felt jealousy.” She replied with a pout.
Marina: “Well, that is good. Just do be careful. Most of us haven’t had the chance to test our powers out. You should be cautious with how much you express.” She advised.
Fantasia: “Hm… that is a good point. Very well, I shall listen to your advice.” She replied with a giggle.
As expected, none of my harem members really want to fight. At most, they defend the borders, and don’t have many complaints. The original plan was to build up a powerful army of women, but we gave up on it.
The females of this kingdom have long since grown peaceful. As we casually ride in the carriage, we plan on facing an enemy army of millions. And just with Marina, Fantasia, and me being the ones that will fight.
Carna, Clare and Velta were supposed to fight with us as well, but something happened to them. And by, “something” I mean that I got them pregnant. Good Goddess… I must have a few hundred daughters at this point…
Back to that silly prince… It was honestly amazing how he was able to convince the other kingdoms to trust him. Usually, being disowned by the royal family… none is willing to trust your words.
The immigrates gave an answer to this question, though. Alti used a very overly complex explanation as to why he was exiled. He had told them that his mother was forced to disown him, and that she was being held captive by us.
Though we didn’t invade, there were a few like-minded kingdoms in this world. Those that were ruled by women. Rather than fight, they joined Trisha, and dissolved their kingdoms land into ours.
As that was the case, the kingdoms that joined up with Alti’s crusade were all those that devalued women greatly. Which, again, is weird. Both sexes can use magic in this world, and even lesbians can carry forward their bloodlines.
But, even with women being actually worth more than men, as the men cannot get other men pregnant, the rulers of those kingdoms had no respect for women. When I say respect, I don’t mean like, basic respect.
That is to say, they barely had rights at all. Those kingdoms were late on the uptake, not realizing their female populations were fleeing to Trisha. By the time they realized it, and put a ban on women leaving their cities, it was too late.
Syrilblia: “How many women are even left in those kingdoms, Mom?” I ask with a curious tone.
Marina: “From what our spies have said… less than 8% of their populations are female.” She answered.
Syrilblia: “Is that just per kingdom, or just 8% in total?” I reply with a head tilt.
Marina: “8% in total, dear.” She clarified with a smile.
Syrilblia: “Wow… they must be a total sausage fest, then.” I reply with a giggle.
As the carriage carried us outside of Trisha, I was thinking about things. Alti was on his way here, with his army of millions. Will I be able to meet him again, or will the silly man die before I get the chance to do so? Ah, only time will tell…