My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 543: A Man, A Ruler, A Progenitor. 2

"Not to mention, I have non-concrete but visual evidence that the Witches may have helped the Demons before all this shit happened."

"...." People squirmed when they heard the mention of 'Witches'. It was quite a sore subject, after all.

If you've never received a scam from a Witch, it just meant you hadn't wholly entered the Supernatural World.

It was a popular saying for the Supernatural Beings that roamed the Earth.

"This Status Quo might work for Vlad, but not me."

"I refuse to accept playing their game."

"Lilith will be rescued, and those are not empty words."

"It's a fact."

Morgana's body visibly trembled as several emotions passed through her body at hearing Victor's arrogant declaration.

He fulfilled all of her expectations, which weren't too great to begin with. Still, it seemed that even the expectations of having a decent father in the Supernatural World were unrealistic. Everyone had a history of worthless fathers.

The man in front of her fulfilled them all and went even further.

He gave her security, confidence, and support. What more could she ask for? That was all she wanted.

The smile on Morgana's face grew, her wings fluttered a little, and her tail started to swing around.

'Haaah~, if you were the man I had known in the past...' A sweet and addictive scent spread around. It was the scent that a Succubus released when it found its partner.

'Would we have a happy life, perhaps?' She laughed in amusement, but she didn't give it much thought. She didn't need to change the past; she just needed the present.

The scent that was emanating from the Succubus had an aphrodisiac effect...

'It's been a while since I felt that feeling. At the time, I was young and naive, but this time... I'm absolutely sure he's the right one.' Morgana's red eyes gleamed slightly.

"...." Violet, Leona, Eleonor, Agnes, Scathach, Natashia, and Sasha narrowed their eyes dangerously at the Succubus.

"Jeanne, do you mind?" Ruby, who was the calmest of them all, asked.

"Leave it to me!" Jeanne patted her chest as she laughed.

"No horny!" Jeanne, with a Karate strike, hit Morgana in the head.

"Ugh!! My head! What the Hell was that, Jeanne!?"

"Control your charm."

"Ugh... Fine." She pouted, and soon the addictive smell was gone completely.

"...." Jeanne smiled a little when she saw Morgana's state. She was finally back to normal.

"Another Milf..." Pepper muttered.

"Are you still surprised? He's basically our father already." Lacus spoke.

"Ugh, don't remind me of that shit," Siena spoke.

"Wrong, he's my big brother, umu!" Pepper nodded.

"Whatever." Lacus rolled her eyes, and soon Victor's voice was heard again, drawing the girls' attention.

"To fight the future threats... Together with the Goddess of Beauty, my Wives and I talked, and we decided..."

"To create a Faction."

"......" An unearthly silence fell around them.

"It's not a Faction made up of just Vampires, Wolves, and Witches."

"It will be a Faction made up of members of all Races."

"And the location of that Faction will be here on this planet."

"Specifically." Victor looked at Eleanor.

"In the monster lands."

"Eh...?"

"...." Rose raised an eyebrow.

"I won't lie."

"Without the help of Eleonor and Natalia, our plan will never work."

"You two are the building blocks of this plan."

"My lovely wife, Ruby, suggested I seduce you to gain easier cooperation."

"...." The two women looked accusingly at Ruby, who just turned her face to the side with a slightly red face.

"With my Husband's Charm, it would be effortless for both of them to fall into his net. After all, they both already have feelings for him," Sasha commented with a slightly venomous and playful tone.

Now, it was time for both of them to be embarrassed when they heard her statement.

"I mean... He's ridiculously handsome, and if the Goddess of Beauty is your ally, she's probably given him her Blessing, right?" Leona narrowed her eyes.

"..." Victor was silent. How could he say that the Goddess of Beauty was more than an 'ally'?

"Ruby, I can't believe you planned this!" Leona yelled with narrowed eyes, "Where's your Yandere pride!?"

"I consider myself a Goudere-... Cough."

"..." Lacus, Violet, Sasha, Pepper, and Edward, who were culture partners, just rolled their eyes.

"I-I mean, my initial plan was to make this city after my husband captured them both. I knew it would happen eventually. The emotions in their eyes when they looked at him were obvious."

Regaining her composure and poker face, she continued:

"This was a plan lasting 100 to 250 years, but it was all brought forward thanks to the competence of Victor's Maids and my mother, who recently became his Wife-."

"I'm not his wife. He needs to defeat me first." Scathach spoke with irritation in her voice.

"...." This time, it was Natashia's and Agnes' turn to roll their eyes.

'Woman, you are bombarded and completely filled with seed every time an opportunity presents itself, and you still say you're not his Wife!? Excuse me!?'

This was a topic that made the younger girls extremely jealous because Victor's activities when he was with Natashia or Scathach were quite... Hmm... Crazy.

In fact, it could be called war rather than sex. After all, the entire room would be destroyed in the end.

Ruby was too lazy to comment on what her mother said:

"... Moving on, it was a long-term plan that was shortened to 50 years, but due to the recent invasion, most of the progress on Earth was thrown away, and only a few sponsors survived." Ruby's eyes glowed blood red. What she hated most was someone getting in the way of her plans.

"Even if we created a Faction, we would probably only be able to build one base. When this war was over, it would be a Faction in name only, and we would still be utilizing the Nightingale facilities."

"Indeed, convincing other Vampires to join us would be difficult since Vlad is still a prominent figure," Sasha spoke up.

"But our subordinate Clans would have no problem following us." Agnes continued.

Natashia then pointed out,

"And in these uncertain times, this is bad. We can't have internal problems now."

"A lot of preparations must be made, and we don't need to discuss this now," Violet spoke and then looked at Victor, subtly asking him to continue.

"The knowledge of Clan Adrasteia in dealing with monsters." Victor resumed the lead, and everyone's attention went to him.

"And the Space Power of Clan Alioth that, due to new research done by Alexios, has had an increase in versatility."

"Without these two key pieces, the plan cannot come to fruition." Victor looked at the two women.

"I won't play dirty with you. That's what I told Ruby."

"...." The two women looked at Ruby and saw her nodding.

"You are important to me." He flashed a gentle smile.

"I've known Natalia since I was just a young man who didn't know anything about this world, just like Violet and Kaguya, who were with me at the beginning; she is very important to me."

"...." Despite feeling embarrassed that this man spoke flowery words so softly, she felt a wave of nostalgia as she remembered the man Violet had brought with her that night.

'Haah, it seems like so much time has passed, but it hasn't even been four years altogether, if you count with my Master's perspective of time.'

"And... Eleanor."

Eleanor's body shook a little when Victor looked at her.

"Comrades-in-arms, right?"

"...." Eleanor opened her eyes wide since, with just one sentence, he conveyed everything he felt to the woman.

When you were going to fight monsters, you had to trust your comrade-in-arms. It was this trust that kept you alive against monsters. Without it, it was impossible to progress.

This was one of the fundamentals of Clan Adrastea.

'Vic... This fool.' She felt warm inside.

"By asking you to join me, you will have to betray your current convictions."

"...And that's not an easy decision... But even if it's brazen on my part,"

"I ask for your support." Victor lowered his head slightly. It wasn't like a bow like the Japanese did, and he just looked down while closing his eyes.

"...." And just that simple gesture made the two women open their eyes wide, and they felt an existential unease at the sight of this scene.

Not just them; all the Vampires present here felt it. The ones with the most severe reaction were the Maids, who were created by Victor's blood, and the women Victor gave his blood to.

Violet, Agnes, Scathach, Natashia, Sasha, and Ruby were, without a doubt, the most affected, along with the Maids.

They were ultimately connected with Victor, Scathach being the only exception, but Scathach's reaction was just as bad for one simple reason.

Scathach respected the man.

Even if he hadn't defeated her yet, he'd earned her respect. She wouldn't have let him touch her body if it weren't for that.

So that sight, along with the feeling of her blood, made her face distort.

She crossed her arms and squeezed them tightly as she bit her lip.

God! She knew why he did it, she completely understood his thought process, and she completely understood his reasons. She was, after all, very much like him, and in his situation, she would have done the same thing.

Precisely the same thing he did now!

Because of that, she did her best to ignore this feeling of revulsion since she was always good at controlling herself.

Looking at Victor's back, her red eyes glowed blood red, and for a moment, those eyes turned dreamy.

There, in front of her, was the embodiment of everything she craved in a warrior. In front of her now was the reason she focused her training so much on Victor, something she'd never done, even with her daughters.

In front of her was why she'd let him touch her body and allowed him into her heart.

Honor, courage, kindness, cunning, nobility, and above all… Discipline.

Victor embodied her deepest desire to create a student who would one day surpass her.

The student who would give her the satisfying fight she so desperately craved.

'I'm so proud of you, my disciple…' Touching her heart as if it had been torn apart by so many conflicting feelings, her eyes never left Victor.

Without even knowing it, this deep desire has been subtly changed, and now her student, who would one day surpass her, would also become her husband:

'My love… My everything.' Scathach couldn't wait for that day to arrive.

No one saw Scathach's obsessive eyes toward Victor since everyone was too focused on Victor and the two girls.

Victor's blood did not allow him to bow to anyone, and his innate pride would not tolerate it. He was a Progenitor, the beginning of a Race, and he was the one who walked between Life and Death.

Right now, Victor was fighting his strongest base instincts just by lowering his head slightly, but he could do it. He could swallow his pride, and he could do so for these women.

'They are worthy.'

Natalia helped him so much. He always asked himself how many times she'd helped him and his family and never asked for anything in return.

And he wasn't talking about the mandatory 'duties' imposed on her by the Snow Clan.

On paper, Natalia was only supposed to serve the Snow Clan, but… She did more than that... She always helped everyone. She helped Ruby, Violet, Sasha, and even Victor himself, and the woman never asked for anything in return.

Victor had an obsessive protectiveness towards this blonde Maid.

He was a man who believed in the adage of equality. Treat me right, and I'll treat you right. Have had bad intentions, and Hell will fall upon you.

And from the beginning, Natalia had only goodwill for the man.

Eleanor... If it weren't for her and her Clan, who knows what could have happened to Sasha? Sasha's fight was one of the most dangerous.

Eleanor helped Victor a lot, and she was not obliged to give her armor to the man. Clan Adrastea's armor should only be used for Clan Adrasteia.

This was a rule that had existed since the Clan learned how to craft these armors.

And yet, Victor made an outrageous request and asked for armor for his Wives and himself, and what did she do?

She accepted. She broke a rule to help him.

Natalia and Eleanor? Yes, they deserve this treatment. All the people who helped him deserve this treatment.

He didn't want to be a proud bastard who didn't know how to say 'thank you', he had a good upbringing, and his parents taught him to be a man.

And a man he will be. Everyone present in this room deserved his respect.

They were his friends, lovers, wives, teachers, and, most importantly, his allies.

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