Ghoul King's Harem



The blood fairies were extremely tired as they pulled his body forward; sometimes, that fearsome monster would appear and crush them into blood paste.

Although this would not kill them, it caused the fairies to grow tired. His movements became duller, and Alexander's body slowly worsened as they helped him return to Selmot to treat his wounds properly.

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Meanwhile, in the village, Qiliana was preparing her troops for combat in the early morning hours before the long-distance scouts brought back reports of an army led by the sister of Zilna.

"How are the militia doing, is their training enough to withstand this battle, Azmet?"

Princess Qilana's voice was dignified as she spoke to an orange-haired beauty who wore a small animal fur over her hips and breasts, barely containing them, yet her body with huge with firm muscles everywhere; if she were to stand naked beside Alexander then. Her powers would even surpass him.

"My queen! They are not good enough in close combat; their mistakes and errors are far too high and would likely be wiped out without sufficient training..."

"How long would it take to get them up to the needed level?"

"Half a year..."

"Too long, do what you can in a month! If they cannot focus on both, split them into archers and warriors."

"Understood, your highness! What about the women who claim to be pacifists and refused to fight, instead locking themselves away and having obscene and lascivious orgies with groups of men together...?"

The question that Azmet asked caused the beautiful Qilana to remember how they all acted upon seeing Alexander's sex with Venri, as she gave a wry smile and sighed.

"Forget those wenches; we all have our vices."

"Hah!"

Azmet saluted; the girl was adorable but quite opinionated and would always be too harsh with others. This was why her only friend was Qilana since they were young, most of the army didn't know, but Azmet, Zilna and Qilana were distant relatives, Zilna being a second cousin. At the same time, technically, Azemt was Qilana's aunt.

'I hope we can surpass the vanguard... Their main force was 3 months away... We don't have the people or time to win this fight... Saphira, please give me strength... How do I win this battle? How much must I sacrifice?'

"Your Highness!" A shrill cry sounded as one of the scouts rushed down the wall towards her, breaking Qilana's thoughts and focus.

'Why can't I get a break.... all night, Alexander was supposed to support me, but then he spent all night fucking my knight... Then he rushes towards the enemy.'

"Speak!"

Her voice was deep and commanding as the scout with brown hair and slight freckles on her face knelt quickly, placing her fist against the ground as if punching it.

"Your Highness... it's that man; he has returned!"

Upon hearing her words, Qilana felt a sense of relief, she hoped he would return after he realised that it was futile to attack them alone, but then she noticed the eyes and atmosphere of the wall and gate were strange; why was Zilna shouting for a medical witch and for them to get bandages and a stretcher?

"Hurry, get some clean cloth and warm alcohol and notify the princess and doctor about his condition!" Zilna shouted as her knights all began to rush around; the fastest and most determined to fulfil her orders were Venri and Veldema.

'What's wrong? Is he wounded? Why did he go to fight? We needed him for the actual battle... This is why men should stay home and wait to give us children... They complicate the battlefield!'

  Qilana looked at the kneeling scout before adjusting her temper and thoughts.

  "Thank you for the report; you've done well. Rest and prepare for the coming battle; I will deal with the issue."

"Hah!" The scout quickly vanished into the distance after saluting the princess.

Her steps were graceful and light as she tapped the ground, lightly leaping to the top of the wall with two jumps; her long legs and beautiful brown skin filled with a slight sweat as she looked down to the ground; in the distance, a man was walking...

No, that couldn't be called walking.

Qilana's eyes opened wide as she saw the current state of Alexander, his body was ultimately in tatters, and his blood was flowing down his legs into the sand, causing it to turn a bloody red along the path behind him.

His face was filled with bloody gashes and wounds clearly from blades and sharp weapons, while countless arrows stuck out from his body, almost like a hedgehog.

  Alexander's body was currently being carried towards Selmot by the red faires; their bodies were now weak and barely visible to even those with a unique vision skill that showed their figure.

Suddenly the door opened rapidly, and both Venri and Zilna opened the door and began to dash towards him with several knights as they noticed he was dragging something in his hands; the body seemed to be human, its flesh torn and flayed naturally from carrying her along the desert sands for a long distance.

'That's not just anybody's corpse...' Qilana thought as she saw the outfit and symbol of Zilna's family.

Initially, Zilna would succeed her mother and become the new grand protector, but because of the betrayal, her twin sister took the chance to rise and killed Zilna's mother, leaving only the two daughters alive.

Zilna refused to join the woman who betrayed her nation and used her body to save Qilana at any cost, as they managed to escape; however, her sister...

'Her sister spread her legs for the new queen.... for my stepmother...'

That betrayal was quite harsh for Qilana as she was closer to her than Zilna at first; in fact, her dislike of men and the fact her sister liked women was a big reason for this, but that was a fleeting fancy as Qilana now knew she wanted men, just not the weak and namby-pamby males from her kingdom.

"I hate traitors most..." Qilana whispered as her body swirled with a strange mist; each time she stepped forward, the surrounding desert formed a cute whirlwind around her feet as she dashed towards Alexander.

'He's going to fall; there's no way our meagre medics can heal him! There is only one way, and I have no choice...!' Qilana complained as she took out a glowing blue bottle filled with a strange fluid that seemed to bubble and flicker with her movements.

  "I cannot believe he's not dead..." Zilna gasped.

"He might just be the living dead." One of her knights whispered, trying to add some humour to the situation.

Alexander's body was horrific; blood poured from his open wounds, bone spurs and broken bones were visible from the deeply torn injuries, and some of his organs could be seen through his chest.

Suddenly his body faltered; the last of the blood fairies ran out of energy and returned to his body; as Alex began to fall forward, his eyes closed, with a pale face.

'I have to save him!' Venri's muscles tightened as she dashed forward, her face looking terrified that he might be dead, as a powerful and brutal aura began to ooze from her body, yet she was beaten; a flash of sand and silvery white light rushed past her body.

She rushed into his arms; Qilana didn't understand or care if these actions were unfitting for her as their leader and princess.

Something deep inside her heart and mind told her that if she lost this man now, her life would be in danger. Looking at him, she realised why his back seemed so lonely and solemn.

'He was going to fight them alone... Why? He's not my subject, neither my lover!'

Qilana's body wrapped around his, her hands gently catching him as he fell, their bodies rolling along the desert sands as she began to pour her silver light into his body, trying her best to heal his wounds wasn't working.

'Why is his body rejecting my light... Heal... Heal!'

Her eyes moved to the blue bottle in her pocket; she didn't want to use the holy essence of Saphira as a queen was only given one small vial, and the goddess would only produce the next vial once her daughter succeeded her.

'Mother gave me this because she didn't trust father... I hope you don't let me down...'

She tried to feed the blue, jelly-like ooze into his mouth, but his lips were tight; as his thick, gooey blood began to stain her tunic and body, Qilana stopped caring as she put the vial to her lips, to the dismay of her knights who were almost there to stop her.

'I cannot risk my future; this man came to us at the tip of despair... Saphria wills this! He is chosen of Saphira... Thus I will give him my belief and trust!'

Glug!

Her soft lips wrapped around the vial, sucking the thick jelly into her mouth as the slightly bitter and chewy ooze began to spread over her tongue as she pressed her glossy lips against his, feeling the cracked skin and slightly sticky sensation of his blood-smearing over her. The taste was like nothing else at that moment – sweet with a hint of saltiness, just enough for it not to be too overwhelming or overpowering… 

'Why isn't he drinking it!' Qilana complained as she tried to spit the goo into his mouth before growing frustrated; this bastard stole her first kiss, and he wasn't even aware of it as her tongue began to push against his lips, trying to force them apart so that the liquid could enter. 

Slowly his mouth opened, the warmth and sweet taste of his saliva that was thick due to the lack of hydration, as her tongue began to coil around his forcing the blue fluid to slowly enter his mouth, ignoring the screams of Zilna and the other knights who understood the significance of this kiss and giving this fluid to a male. 

She wanted him to survive more than anything in the world now; this was the only way. As Alexander's dry mouth swallowed the last bit, seeking her drool like a man in drought, she pulled back to look at his face; seeing that his eyes were still closed, she kissed him, trying to reach his throat to make sure he swallowed the nectar of Saphira.

"Princess!!! What have you done... He is an outsider!" Zilna almost shouted, 

Qilana ignored her as she continued kissing him, pushing herself harder against his lips, with her unaccustomed and novice lips to ensure he drank the precious liquid. 

Suddenly she was caught off guard as two arms wrapped around her waist, and a strange, foreign tongue invaded her mouth; Qilana's eyes opened in shock at first, feeling his movements as her abdomen was pulled tight by his powerful hands, pressing her chest against his firm and muscular body.

'Were men this strong?'

Finally, she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, tasting his own as their tongues entwined together.

The outside had fallen silent. She was unaware of it, though, as her mind and soul were lost in the heat of passion and desire.

A brilliance of blue light erupted from Alexander's body as it covered the pair in a huge pillar and pushed away Zilna, Venri and the other women who were shocked, watching as their princess acted like a typical slut, kissing a male with such passion in public.

However, the more keen-eyed saw that his body was rapidly healing! Alexander's body filled with a strange blue light as the nectar of the goddess began to heal him rapidly, his eyes alternating between a dazed emerald, red and brilliant azure blue.

Lost in passion, even Qilana forgot why she was kissing him, only enjoying the taste and sensation of her lips being devoured as pleasure and bliss dominated her mind.