Chapter 141 – In Search of the Dwarf Mother

It seems every resident of the Niosebuk Inner Palace has decided to submit to me.

Not a single defector. I honestly expected at least a few to hesitate and choose a path of independence, but there was no such thing; they followed suit with immediate, decisive resolve.

It wasn't because they had been cooped up in a harem for so long that their sense of independence or resistance had been stripped away, as one might predict. Rather, it seemed the catalyst for their decision was the sight of the sex between me and Queen Mother Azusayumi right before their eyes.

Queen Mother Azusayumi, who had seemed the very "model of a lady" when we first met, was now stark naked without a care for who was watching, straddling a man’s stake and moaning in delight.

To put it mildly: a nymphomaniac.

In a normal situation, a hundred people out of a hundred would have been disillusioned and disgusted, but the concubines of the Inner Palace watched the lady's scandalous display with moist, wide eyes.

That's when Tamagushi spoke up.

"Those who wish to follow Sir Sao, strip off all your clothes right now. Then, form a line. Sir Sao will bestow his unstinting affection upon each of you, one by one, right here on the spot."

She declared it so openly that all hell broke loose.

The harem concubines began stripping of their own accord, swarming toward me one after another.

What is this? I thought perhaps women placed in a harem simply had broken morals and were obsessed with lust, but that’s definitely not it.

The eyes of the women crowding around me were dyed a deep pink; they were clearly out of their minds. They had likely been "intoxicated" by the act between me and Queen Mother Azusayumi.

They had been shoved into the exceptional environment of the Inner Palace, and the man who was supposed to be its master, the King of Niosebuk, had passed away long ago. Even the front-runner successor, Gangastra, reportedly hadn't laid a finger on them.

I imagine the concubines' sexual frustration had reached its absolute limit.

When they’re forced to witness such a grand, perverted display of public exposure right in front of them, I guess it’s only natural for their reason to snap. After giving Queen Mother Azusayumi a casual internal ejaculation, I moved on to give the same to each of the beauties standing in a tidy, polite row.

It turned into a "pussy-plowing session" that felt just like a fan meet-and-greet.

Any ordinary man would have had his testicles sucked dry and withered away long ago, but surprisingly, I held out until the very end.

I suppose I have my [Pole Master] skill, [Stamina], to thank for that. Every time I ejaculate inside a woman’s canal, my wounds heal, my stamina hits MAX, and my magazine is fully reloaded.

With this, I could fight for ten years.

It’s possible that one of my other [Pole Master] skills played a part in stealing all these women's hearts at once, turning them into a horde of naked, sex-crazed exhibitionists in an instant.

Still, I kept slamming my hips. There was no particular reason for it. If I had to say, it’s just because the lust was there. I want to couple with all sorts of women, and if I’m going to ejaculate, it’s better inside the canal.

When there are no limits to those kinds of desires, you end up ravishing every single woman in front of you. You could call it a perfectly logical conclusion.

And as I kept slamming my hips, following the lead of my desires, the scene transformed into something eerie: a massive field of naked women lying all over the place. At a glance, it looked like the site of a mass slaughter.

Except, of course, every single naked woman lying there was very much alive—and they all shared the same trait: a massive amount of white slurry leaking from their exposed genitals. I had plowed almost every single one of them. There were hundreds. Currently, the woman I’m coupling with is the only one left standing.

Well, I’m hitting her in a standing-doggy style, so counting her as "standing" is fair enough.

Is this girl the last one? Or wait... no. I’ve long since finished my first pass through the whole group, but since my lust hasn't run dry, I just hoisted up a dazed, downed woman and started a round of "recycled sex," like relighting a cigarette butt.

The woman being violated let her ass-flesh ring out with every slap, spitting out slovenly moans along with a mess of saliva.

"Ah-hieeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️ Ahe-ahe-ahe-ahe-hnh!! ❤️❤️ The cock feels so good! It feels so goooooood!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

The way she writhed from the intercourse suggested she’d lost all sanity, as if being tossed about by a muddy torrent of pure pleasure.

I wondered if it was really okay for a concubine, whose duty was to serve royalty in the Inner Palace, to be this sexually slovenly, but...

"I'm... I'm just a lady-in-waiting!! ❤️❤️ My job is to serve the Queens!! ❤️❤️ Pussy-service isn't part of my job description!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Wait, really?

The Inner Palace isn't just home to the Queens and concubines who receive the King's favor; it’s also populated by the ladies-in-waiting and maids who take care of their daily needs. Since the Inner Palace is strictly off-limits to men, the Queens' subordinates are naturally restricted to women as well. Furthermore, the women who serve the King must be of high social standing, and it would be unheard of for a high-born Princess to do everything for herself.

That is precisely why in the Inner Palace, a single Queen is accompanied by several—sometimes even dozens—of attendants. This is also why the Inner Palace continued to expand.

In my case, since I laid hands on everyone from those high-ranking ladies-in-waiting and maids to the female cooks in the kitchens, it turned into a scene of absolute carnal decadence—or rather, a chaotic hellscape of pleasure.

Every living, breathing woman residing in the Inner Palace was a target for my lust. And that is how I came to unleash a thick burst inside the canal of a simple maid who would normally never have been a partner for a King.

"Hoiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Her entire body spasmed and trembled as she reached a massive climax, collapsing onto the floor right there. From the vaginal opening where I withdrew my stake, a massive amount of white slurry came spilling out. It had such mass and volume that it looked as if her very entrails were being pushed out.

"............"

As far as the eye could see, naked beauties lay exhausted, their spirits spent. Including the ladies-in-waiting and maids, there must have been well over a hundred of them.

The late King of Niosebuk had captured and violated countless women in his obsession with bringing stronger traits into the royal bloodline. Royalty from various nations had maintained superior lineages for generations, and female knights or warriors who showed remarkable prowess were targeted as broodmothers to sire powerful princes and princesses.

Apparently, my own mother was presented to the King in the same way...

But now that the King is dead, this Inner Palace has been liberated from the rule of force; it has become a place where sex can be enjoyed for pure pleasure. These women are no longer merely "wombs" for birthing strong heirs. As individual women, they have become able to engage in sex by their own will, seeking both ecstasy and affection.

This is the true liberation of the Inner Palace!

Come forth, my concubines! Have sex to your heart's content, exactly as your desires dictate! And become the finest lewd women the world has ever seen, shameful enough to be displayed anywhere!

"...Wait, what did I come here for again?"

The thought suddenly struck me as I snapped back to reality.

I didn't set foot in this Inner Palace just to plow every woman here and perform some "spiritual liberation." Nor was I here to claim every woman of the enemy nation as my spoils of victory.

"...I came here to find Septekifa's mother...!"

How did I forget my original promise so easily? The moment there’s a woman in front of me, everything else just flies out of my brain.

Though in this particular case, there’s someone else I can hold responsible...

"Hey, Tamagushi." 

"Fueh...! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

The Fujiko-esque woman who led me here and looked like she'd betray me at any second... Tamagushi. Naturally, she’d been plowed during the subjugation of the Inner Palace and was currently down for the count, spraying a massive amount of semen from her crotch. For some reason, her "backflow" volume seemed about 1.5 times greater than the other women.

"You led the conversation in such a weird direction that I haven't achieved my goal! Why did I have to plow every single person before looking for the one I actually need?!"

"But you were the one who started seeking the sex, Sir Sao... ❤️❤️"

"Well, that’s true, but still."

But let’s think about this calmly. The mother of Septekifa, the one I'm searching for, is undoubtedly here in the Niosebuk Inner Palace. She was taken as a hostage from the Dwarven Kingdom, ravished by the King of Niosebuk, and gave birth to Septekifa. She meets all the criteria for being in the Inner Palace.

So, it wouldn't be strange at all if my target Dwarven woman was mixed in among this mountain of spread-eagled, semen-spraying naked women.

But among everyone I’ve held here, none were Dwarves. Having bonded with Septekifa and knowing the sturdy, dense feel of a Dwarven woman, there’s no way I would’ve slept with her and not noticed. ...Probably.

When in doubt, ask.

"Excuse me, there should be a Princess here who came as a hostage from the Dwarven Kingdom... Does anyone know her?"

I called out to the women who were currently incapacitated from my "questioning."

"If anyone has a lead... raise your ass."

A "show of asses" instead of a show of hands. I figured if they were going to raise something, the ass was better anyway.

Fortunately, I got a response. A semen-coated ass began to quiver and lift up, trembling with effort. To show my gratitude for the cooperation, I twisted my meat-rod into the vaginal canal hidden within that ass.

"Hieeeee-nn!! ❤️❤️ I'm being violated again!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

According to the information gathered after a thorough session of intercourse...

A Dwarven woman had indeed lived in the Inner Palace for a time. However, after staying for a few years, she eventually vanished. Rumors within the palace suggested she had been kicked out because she failed to produce a strong child.

... I’d heard plenty about the system of the Niosebuk Inner Palace. Even though Septekifa was the King's offspring, she lacked raw power and was sent out of the country to act as a monitor for the Dwarven Kingdom.

In this place, you only keep your status as a Queen of Niosebuk if you birth a powerful Prince or Princess. It seems Septekifa’s mother was judged "unqualified."

"Then where on earth is she...?!"

Even if she was kicked out of the Inner Palace, she still had a vital use as a "Hostage of the Dwarven Kingdom." She isn't someone they’d just let go, so there was a very high possibility she was still being kept somewhere else in the capital.

"Um... I might know something," one of the naked concubines said.

"The person you are looking for... surely you mean Lady Dakifa. I entered the Inner Palace around the same time she did, so we spoke quite often..."

"If you know something, tell me!!"

"Ah-hun! ❤️❤️"

I inserted into the important informant to encourage the rest of the story. Why is coupling necessary for conversation?

"Hahi... ❤️❤️ It’s true that Lady Dakifa left the Inner Palace a few years ago. However, it’s long been said that her departure wasn't for the same reasons as the others..."

"A different reason?"

"She is a Dwarf, after all. She was incredibly dextrous herself and invented all sorts of things within the Inner Palace. That caught the King's eye, and I heard she was taken out of the Palace so she could be made to cooperate on something."

Indeed, Dwarves are the pinnacle of technical skill. In their stronghold, the Dwarven Smithing Kingdom, they produced powerful weapons and armor day and night, which is exactly why Niosebuk targeted them and brought them under their wing. Even if she was a Princess, there's no way Septekifa’s mother wouldn't possess those kinds of skills.

She was scouted and utilized by Niosebuk.

"Even after she moved, Lady Dakifa visited a few times... The last time I saw her, she seemed quite happy. She mentioned her long-term research had finally borne fruit and had even been recognized by Lord Gangastra."

"Huh? Gangastra? Why him?"

"And since she was entrusted with a new project, she reportedly headed to a certain location to proceed with it. So, she is likely no longer in the capital..."

"No way!"

I promised Septekifa I would definitely rescue her mother! Where exactly did she go?!

"...She said she was heading for the Baldaria Underground Water Caves."

The concubines of the Inner Palace are impressive. If I ask, they answer everything. I'll have to give her one more internal ejaculation as a thank you.

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