Three months had passed since our negotiations with the Arconites. The powers in the forest had raised quite a formidable army. The integral parts of it are a 6,000-strong goblin force and a 6,000-strong human force, the latter made up by volunteers among the refugees and those who fled from Acacia. Ivala had a 5,000-strong demonic army join up with us, and House Neumann contributed enough resources to hire around two thousand mercenaries. Magna had completely stopped the production of low-quality war constructs, but still around a thousand of those remained. Truthfully, she had been hiding herself, and it seemed like she was preparing a project of her own. House Jade, having contributed no men of their own, provided a large amount of funding. We struck an agreement to name our formal alliance the League of Renewal, with its symbol an eagle's wing on light green background.
This 20,000-strong force is not all that had been rallied against Cawl. The Church got on its feet, with a similarly numbered army advancing from the east. Maluscia had fought Cawl's left wing to a stalemate and the Nite Desert had grinded down his right. However, the main army had smashed through every army Acacia sent against them. Acacia's forces now concentrated on their capital, Calicia. I took a moment to reconvene with Magna, Ivala, and Devon.
"So this is our plan. Calicia is besieged from all sides and they'll fall in a few weeks or so if we don't interfere," I said. "There are two methods from which we can advance. We can go through the forest, which technically is shorter, or the plains a little bit to the north, which is obviously longer."
"However, there are advantages and disadvantages to both paths. The forest path is less well-defended. However, supply wagons and the more heavily armored knights will have severe difficulty moving here. The plains path is more strongly defended and longer, but we will be able to liberate a number of villages and towns, which may provide us with supplies and reinforcements."
"We can ... try both?" Devon suggested.
"What do you mean by that?" Magna asked.
"Yeah, explain yourself, fucker," Ivala said.
"Goblins are more suited to the forestry, while men and demons prefer the plains. We can split our forces and strike both Cawl's forces at the same time. This will sow confusion and prevent them from reinforcing each other."
"That's actually a pretty sound strategy," I said. "Yes, we can do that. The question is whether it would be prudent to do so."
Ivala patted Devon on the back. "You're a genius!"
"Magna, can you check with your crystal ball?" I asked.
"No can do. Cawl also has one, and though he is not as skilled as I am with it, he's good enough to obscure my visions. But generally, I think this is a good plan. I approve."
"Very well then. Our goal is the city Calvia, a vital transportation hub. If we seize that, we will be in a strong position. Let's move!"
The goblins and Magna's war machines moved through the forest, while the rest of our army took the longer route. Morgana's sword was sealed safely in Magna's house, guarded by Rosie; Magna had also prepared a spell allowing her and Ivala to teleport there.
Andrea went with the northern army, led by Devon and Ivala, while Caitlyn, Seira, and Kanako joined the southern army, which Magna and I commanded.
We marched for three days straight in the forest, carrying only sparse tents. Goblins could sleep literally everywhere, while Magna's constructs didn't sleep. Seira and I slept in one tent, while Kanako slept with Caitlyn in another. A number of mages that we brought with us slept in large tents.
"Master, you look weary," Seira remarked.
"How can I not? This war ... is this the correct course of action at all?"
"I can't say anything, Master," Seira said. "But sometimes, we just have to commit, don't we?"
I nodded, agreeing. "And sometimes, we just need to distract ourselves, especially in rest times like these," she continued. She came closer to me. "Your cumdump is always ready to serve." The brown-haired elf seductively opened the buttons of her shirt.
I smirked. "Ready to serve? More like desperately eager to," I teased, playing with her pierced nipples. "I still remember our first meeting in Gira."
Seira knelt and I stood over her. "Yes, Master. We've come a long way since then," Seira said, eagerly massaging my cock with her soft hands.
"Let's not waste time, Seira," I said. "Bend over!"
"Yes Sir!"
"Look at you, slut," I said, slapping her asscheeks while she spreaded her pussy. "A whore only good for sex and nothing else."
"That's true, Master!" she moaned as I messed her anus with my fingers. "I am a whore!"
"Hmph. You'd take any cock you can get, wouldn't you?"
"N-no, Master! I'm your personal property!" Seira said. "I wouldn't even think of serving another person!" I shoved my cock inside Seira's fresh ass.
"Ah! Ah!" she moaned. "Ah, my ass-my ass is melting away!" I seized her collar. Seira's tongue was out and she rolled her eyes.
"Where do you want my cum, bitch?"
"Ah! I-in my slutty ass, Master!"
I fulfilled her wish, ejaculating inside of her ass. My hot cum dripped from her gaping hole.
"Masterrr."
It was Caityln who peeked from the outside. "Caitlyn?"
"You're loud, even with the silencing spells."
"Hehehe, are you jealous, Caitlyn?"
"Huh?"
"Are you jealous that I get to lay with Master and not you?"
Caitlyn grinned, whether of cold anger or from a feeling of triumph I could not tell. "Oh? A cheap whore like you is trying to outdo me?" Caitlyn asked. "I'll show you the difference between a proper courtesan and a simpleton slut."
Caitlyn stripped and made me lay on the makeshift bed. "Just lay down, Master. I'll please you," she said softly. She carefully massaged my muscles and my cock with her hands. Slowly, she licked the tip of my cock.
"Master's most sensitive part is his glans," Caitlyn said. "Lick it carefully ... foreplay is important, Seira. If Master only wants a pussy to fuck he could snatch a girl from his brothels."
Once my cock was sufficiently wet, Caitlyn began slowly inserting it into her tight pussy. "Master is exhausted from his tasks of leading the army, so we should take a more proactive stance."
"Ah, Master ... let my pussy please you." Caitlyn vigorously rode me, her tight walls pressuring me like no other. "I am your first slut after all."
"Caitlyn, you're jealous, aren't you?"
"W-what? No of course, why should I-"
"Caitlyn, we've known each other for long," I said. "Come here, Seira. You two shouldn't fight, should you?"
"Master's right Caitlyn," Seira said. "Let's all please him!" Seira put her pussy in front of my face. The two girls kissed each other furiously.
