Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

The goddess of winter stood beside Lancelot, who was finally recovering from his ether exertion, before looking up to meet the beautiful pale blue-skinned beauty with blue hair made of pure ice and snow.

"Strange... a fairy king who carried divine and devil's blood... even those selfish mountain-dwelling perverted lizards' blood. How can you fuse them in such a peaceful and perfect harmony?"

The difference between her singing voice while casting magic and this normal voice that felt elegant and beautiful, but it was more like a mother or kind lady than a goddess. She then placed her fingertip on his forehead as it glowed with an icy blue light.

"Hmmm... a kind, stalwart soul... fights for his beloved women... himself and the future of this world with little greed or sin."

She tilted her head with a smile; her body was enough to make Lancelot enter heat with all of his bloodlines as he tried desperately to look away or focus on her forehead... on the sharp blue crystal.

"Mmm? Why do you feel attraction to my beauty is a sin? Is love not one of the most beautiful emotions one can have... It's not like you would be the first."

Her large hand brushed back her hair, glistening with ice as snowflakes cascaded onto his tired body; each seemed to make his pain and body recover a small amount.

'To think... all divines are not like that annoying lightning guy...'

"Worry not; I am not here to judge you anymore. You have already passed my test and examination. A boy loved by the fairies, cute hares from the north and even the snow elves have grown fond of you... those girls normally hate outsiders. Fufu."

"Fairy King... your fate is filled with darkness... so allow me to give you a small blessing; I would hate my cute little believers to be sad."

Her gentle finger pressed against Lancelot's forehead, filling him with a cold sensation that quickly calmed him... before he opened his eyes, he heard her parting words...

"Protect them; they are waiting for you." Her words stopped as her face moved closer; Lancelot felt paralysed as her soft purple lips touched his cheeks gently... a small kiss before she vanished like snow in summer...

When Lancelot woke up, he found himself on top of Caladbolg as a freezing aura covered the battlefield... the remaining zombies were now trapped in blocks of ice before shattering and crumbling into the ether that flooded into him and the fairies behind.

The rest could not move as the fairies shot their magic and ice lances, crushing them one by one while Lancelot lay with his body feeling amazing, the wounds healed and fatigue gone...

"What happened...?" Lancelot muttered under his breath... a gentle giggle echoed in his ears before Caladbolg answered him.

—That goddess blessed you with her ice magic and a nice kiss... I bet the fairy queen will be so jealous; maybe she will even start a fight with her goddess.

'Fairy Queen... Goddess?' Lancelot was confused... until he noticed Maria flying down, her face blushing brightly as she flew and hugged him tightly, Marimo and Nuriel following suit, crying tears of joy that he survived...

"Darling, are you ok!? Your wounds... what happened?" Maria cried, wiping her tears onto his chest before sniffling; Lancelot hugged her back as he smiled warmly, Marimo and Nuriel snuggling into his embrace as well...

"I am fine... seems like I was blessed by the fairy goddess... that woman... she looked scary but kind... it was odd."

Nuriel was a little strange; Lancelot had never expected her to hug him like this or show such a worried expression before; in fact, it was so shocking he almost believed she was some kind of fake.

"Master... you idiot... we thought you would die..." Nuriel muttered sadly as Lancelot chuckled... ruffling her hair gently.

"Sorry... sorry..."

Melodica flew down, landing beside Maria as she glared at Lancelot, "Young man! You will marry me after this; I cannot allow you to be so reckless with my kind sister, allowing you to be so bad! Hmph!"

Melodica's eyes were as red as Maria's; she seemed just as worried... Honestly, it warmed Lancelot's heart.

"Alright... alright..." Lancelot agreed easily; honestly, he didn't care about marriage... especially since the goddess said these girls loved him; it made him feel good... like he belonged somewhere.

—Master~ Caladbolg loves you too.

'Perverted sword, grind against a whetstone.'

—Lewd master~ wanting to see me masturbate!

As he sat hugging Maria and Marimo, Nuriel resting her head on his lap, and Melodica scolded him, Lancelot looked over to the forest...

Thankful that the Goddess of Winter had protected the beautiful scenery and saved them from devastation, but next time, they had no trump cards... only the two dragons and his demon lord form... that was it.

'I am worried...' Lancelot muttered internally as Maria and Marimo felt his unease. They both leaned closer, kissing his cheeks, bringing a smile to his face as he looked at the frozen zombies and skeletons... wondering when the next enemy would appear...

The story was only beginning.

Yet somehow, Lancelot was exhausted already... He was going to ask for help.

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Meanwhile, in Camelot, Morgana and Guinevere had been working hard to build up the army and prepare transports in secret from Lancelot. Every village and town could send 500 troops at a time, no matter whose village.

Sumika was the same as her fox girls were training and fighting harder than usual, taking many frost hares and practising combat together.

Now, they didn't have to wait to increase their power. The troops of Lancelot were growing at a much faster pace than ever before.

Because they wanted to see him smile.

Sitting in the black citadel, Morgana and Guinevere shared some tea and pastries; their relationship was nothing like the past.

Since Guin was accepted as Lancelot's wife and Morgana got pregnant, the two became like sisters, with Guin helping Morgana when she needed it rather than leaving it to the maids.

"Fufu, my dear little sister, this tea is exquisite; why did you go to the effort for just me?"

"Ah... Big sister.... that's because I know succubi need ether and essence... this tea naturally increases the body's heat and generates ether regeneration..." Guin said while nibbling on a cookie.

Morgana giggled and nodded with a smile, "Fufu... you've become so caring for me; thank you. But aren't you jealous of having to share Lancelot with so many girls? That Marimo girl seems to have a very deep connection to him now, and Sumika looks at him with puppy eyes every time she comes here. Even those frost hare maidens are getting close to him..."

In the past, the two might have worried or gotten jealous, but the eyes of Guinevere were at peace as she smiled like the morning sun. "Not at all; Iq knows his love for me, the amount I cannot ever hope to run out of... let them love him; he is a wonderful man who also knows his limits. He only opens his heart to those who deserve his love."

Guinevere explained calmly; however, Morgana couldn't help but chuckle... poking Guin's cheek playfully. "You sound like a wife that loves her husband deeply; fufu, I am glad; Lancelot deserves happiness. When he returns, I will work harder so you can also produce a healthy child for him."

Morgana placed her hand on her stomach, feeling the ether of the land; a small part was sent to their little Morgana... she knew this was Lancelot's hidden love, the affection he would give but never speak or take credit for.

Thanks to that, their child would grow far stronger than even Morgana imagined. "Do you think he will call for help this time?" Morgana changed the subject as she watched the northern skies.

Guin sipped her tea and looked at Morgana before shaking her head, "No, Lancelot is stubborn; he believes it is his responsibility alone... but I hope he will call this time; we should prepare everything and set off soon."

Morgana nodded before giggling... the image of Lancelot in her mind... his handsome face and gentle gaze... the warmth of his hugs. Then his valliance in battle and skill in the bedroom... "Ah...

our lovely husband... why do you make us so tempted to be naughty?"

Suddenly, the door closed from behind and a voice they never expected sounded. "Haha, well, my little wives, if you want to be naughty, call me anytime." Lancelot stood in his black and white noble attire, walking towards the two women; with a warm smile, he stopped a few feet away and bowed to them both.

"Please, my beloved wives. I need your help to protect someone I love. Can you help me win this coming battle?"

"Fufu, I knew it. Guin, you owe me 100 Avalon coins!" Morgana giggled with a bright face while Guin's eyebrows twitched, handing the coins to her big sister to play with.