牛奶色隔壁有夫之妇

The dark wasteland was not pleasing to the eye, but after flying for thirty minutes, Arthur was back at the Dragon Scale Empire. He even made a quick stop in the capital, Drakonia, to chat with the humans who were now rebuilding their empire.

Bill and his family were there, inside the palace. They were already important before, but after the emperor saw they had close ties with the Elven ruler, then they put them at even higher standards.

Arthur wished he could remain in his normal appearance, but the elves were strict with their ruler, and never in history was the Elven ruler was, in fact, a human.

Not that Arthur was only a human, but of all the things and creatures he was, an elf was not one of them.

So, for that reason, he returned to his former appearance of a long-haired blond elf.

“Akhur, long time no see.”

The moment Arthur went to the palace, Bill and his family were there, waiting for him.

“Hey, Bill. I came to tell you about that sword I wished you to study. Well, it turned out it was a dangerous weapon, so I had to throw it away.”

“Really? No problem. Would you like to stay for the party tonight?”

“Wish I could. There are some important things back at Slyvian that I must take care of, but maybe next time.”

The disappointment was obvious in Bill’s face, but it soon vanished. Arthur was a king, and he surely had lots of things to do.

They chatted for a few minutes before Arthur flew away from the capital, going towards Slyvian.

It took him little effort to reach it, and soon he was within his house, talking with his beloved wives.

“So the war problem is over? Well done, husband.”

“Thanks. Anyway, shall we start the bloodline transfer?”

George had told Arthur that no problems should appear during the bloodline transfer, as it was a safe method. Few people had access to that, though, as usually the only way for someone to get that bloodline was being the son or daughter of someone from the Monlog family.

“I will go first,” Wisa said.

“All right, let’s prepare everything and do it inside the palace.”

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Arthur prepared a hot-tub with water, and a few specific herbs that weren’t hard to find within Slyvian. These had the purpose of reliving the pain, and also make the subject fall asleep during the latter parts of the process.

He also needs a few other things for it to be successful, and that was an empty flask, like the ones they used to make potions.

The flask needed to be filled with Arthur’s blood, and then purified so that he could separate his dragon bloodline from it.

It would not be hard, as the technique George passed to him did exactly that, but it was only meant to purify the blood from other things, and not to purify another bloodline, but it would work the same way.

“In the future, I hope to give them both bloodlines, but as of now, I will start with the Monlog one first.”

Inside the palace, Jane, Wisa and Arthur were in a room that only had a table, and a hot-tub.

Wisa was naked, bathing in the hot-tub, while Jane was at the sideways watching everything.

She was having a good time in a hot bath. Arthur was bleeding out to fill the flask.

Blood dripped from a serious wound Arthur made on his forearm, filling the flask rapidly.

After that was out of the way, he put the flask on the table, touched it, and cast the strange technique George gave him.

It was just like a spell, but harder to perform, and took a longer period. Arthur had his eyes closed, focusing on the blood that was right in front of him.

For a moment, it felt like he was inside of it, looking at two massive creatures. One, an immense body of a giant, who was all covered in a black substance, and it looked a lot like a starry sky.

As for the other creature, it was a massive black-scaled dragon, whose breakfast was entire planets.

Arthur quickly realized who these were, so he shifted his gaze to the giant, ignoring the dragon completely. After some time, the dragon was nowhere to be seen, and the only thing that remained was that strange giant.

“Success!”

Turned out the purification process was a success, and the only bloodline remaining inside that flask of blood was from the Monlog Giant.

Now, all he had to do was transfer it to Wisa. The process was painful, but with the special herbs in the hot-tub, the pain would diminish, and Wisa was also someone tough.

He went towards her, who was naked, and grabbed her big-rounded boobs, squeezing them hard.

“H-husband? Wasn’t this a bloodline transfer process?”

“It is, and touching the boobs is an important step of it.”

They knew he was just spilling bullshit, but did not complain and let it flow.

Arthur opened up the flask and said, “can you do a minor cut? Any part of your body?”

Wisa always carried a weapon with her, so with a knife, she cut her palm. It was only a slight wound, but it was more than enough for the transfer process.

The next step comprised Arthur channeling the power of the technique George gave him. At first, nothing happened, but then the blood from the flask moved by itself, flying towards the cut in Wisa’s palm.

When it entered her blood system, pain stroke her body. It was not something one could easily withstand, and even with the help of the herbs, Wisa screamed in pain.

“Aggrrr, this shit hurts!”

She screamed, but did not flinch. Wisa endured everything like the strong woman she was.

Arthur kept channeling the technique, squeezing her boob in the meantime. It was a way to make her awake.

“I am feeling… great!”

Wisa got up from the hot-tub after all the blood had entered inside of her body, and the pain stopped. She was feeling energetic, and better than she ever was.

It was a clear sign the bloodline was working properly inside her body, and that nothing bad had happened, just like George had said.

Arthur sighed in relief and said, “I was scared something bad would happen, but everything turned out just fine.”

He gave Wisa a tight hug, lying his hands on her butt, squeezing it just like he did with her boobs.

“You horny. After Jane’s bloodline transfer is over, we should have some fun here,” Wisa said, grabbing Arthur’s pants, right in that part.

“Agreed.”

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Jane’s bloodline transfer worked the same way as Wisa’s. Nothing bad happened, and she was feeling well, too.

The three of them had lots of energy to spare, and being alone in that room with a hot-tub made them think of many possibilities.