Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Before Marimo or the knights realised, Lancelot's black sword was covered in beautiful ice as he lunged forward, the blade carving the leading knight on horseback in half.

The brutal lunge froze both sides like a statue using his newest sword skill, ⟪Piercing Blizzard⟫ a radiant blue stream of light, flickering like ice, trailing after his long blade instantly turned to a black flame as his body twisted in an arc.

Then they tore their bodies apart before burning them into ashes while piercing through those further behind—no blood fell upon his blade, nor was there any residue found on him.

This ability was his flame-type sword skill, ⟪Arc Flame Slash⟫

"Kyaaaa!?"

Marimo was not scared. Instead, her eyes seemed to glow with aquamarine stars, looking at the death caused by two opposing element strikes while the knights trembled in terror seeing the devil they had offended.

Lancelot disappeared once more, cutting down everyone near him. Before anyone realised, the twenty-odd knights were split open by Lancelot's speed with ease, using only his fire and ice elements as he finished the fight.

However... The slaughter did not end just yet.

"... Filthy invaders should die." Lancelot's demonic figure swept through the terrified survivors, hacking each body until they resembled minced meat, ignoring their shrieks until everyone ceased moving.

Once all his prey died, his body shifted back, appearing normal as black smoke drifted above the pile of bodies, becoming a thick layer of ash—he flicked his blade twice, shaking off anything clinging onto it, sighing as Marimo hugged his side gently.

"Those filthy invaders deserved it, Master... Let us return to Sumika~ and have a nice evening." She whispered.

Her delicate furry fingers reached Lancelot's chin, caressing his jaw lovingly with a pretty face—feeling Marimo touch him so intimately, Lancelot patted her rabbit ears, agreeing silently to enter Sumika's village nearby, no longer worried about the humans attacking again.

However, Lancelot smiled, a wicked smirk as he walked inside, letting the final knight see the sight as he let the man escape.

'If we don't give them some bait, it might take too long for the idiots to attack our village. After all... I've already killed his son.' Lancelot grinned sinisterly upon realising his plan would work flawlessly after noting Marimo's playful wink.

Once entering Sumika Village, a fanfare welcomed him, displaying beautiful fireworks above him and Marimo—the Kitsune gathered everywhere, welcoming him joyfully.

"Welcome home, My King."

Sumika cried with happiness as the two large moons hung brightly in the night sky—her fake fox ears twitched happily on her hair ornament of a single flower as she dragged Lancelot into their home, enjoying the festivities with Marimo alongside him.

Everyone living here celebrated Lancelot killing off the human filth that wished to invade their home—only Sumika noticed the slight grin as she watched one of the knights fleeing with an arm missing desperately.

She giggled upon realising why he returned alone and sent her subjects towards the corpse of over twenty soldiers lying dead on their borderline—as a kunoichi; she understood Lancelot's methods far better than most. Still, she didn't want to do troublesome things and let them be.

Now, he was here to serve as her shield, pillar and Master. Sumika would be ferocious and unforgiving as five Kunoichi were sent with a single whistle.

Not to kill.

But to maim, torture and place spells to overhear the stupid knight's future conversations and spend a week there to scout out the Baron and human's moves.

One of the ones who left was Yomi, with her black hair tied up as her eyes watched the back of Lancelot as she left.

A secret to the man himself, but Sumika promised the girls who managed to bring back good tips and information could spend a hot night with Lancelot.

***

The festivities ended around midnight as Lancelot spent some time just before speaking to his cute girls.

Morgana seemed to have taken half the troops with Nuriel and Ikumi, started to conquer the north of Camelot, and begun amassing territory as a surprise for him.

[Lancelot, are you there?]

Suddenly, as he sat beside Sumika on the sofa in the Lord's bedchamber, Guinevere contacted him using the feature she rarely used.

'Lady Guinevere, what can I help you with?' Lancelot replied honestly.

But Sumika kissed his shoulder playfully—she had accidentally gotten drunk during the fireworks. Her hands began to slide along his body and tease the inside of his pants as her lips kissed Lancelot's neck, trying to get his attention.

[Who is Lady Guinevere? I am your wife... Stupid... I beat the orcs, clearing the eastern half of Sherwood forest... do you want it?]

Guinevere sounded cute in her tone despite the slurping sounds coming from Lancelot's collarbone—Sumika paused momentarily upon hearing her title mentioned by Guinevere and seemed unhappy when calling herself Lancelot's wife first, hugging Lancelot from behind before glaring at the space Lancelot spoke to as if Guinevere could feel it.

'Really? You worked so hard... I should be rewarding you, not you giving me that huge land...'

[Marry me in the real world, then.]

'We need silver gauntlets to remember?'

[Damn...]

He sighed, feeling relieved and not wanting to deny her completely. Still, the situation was complicated as there was Evaine and the Eastern girl between his legs who also had a claim to marriage with him in the Empire, let alone Morgana, Marimo and his women in Avalon.

'I have Morgana and the girls...' But his voice was interrupted by a warm hand and Guin's sound in his mind, cutting him off.

[Does that mean you will marry me when we get them?]

Lancelot suddenly felt a hand moving beneath his trouser belt as Sumika stroked along his inner thighs with a giggle—Guinevere continued talking, unaware Lancelot froze, hearing Sumika whisper lewd things, grasping the shaft through the material with a slight squeeze before.

'Guin... I... Okay, I would love to marry you. But you know I have many women in my heart—there can never be just you...'

[Then why not marry your human wives in the Empire and hold a demon or Avalon wedding for your troops, as they aren't admitted as people in our world...]

He leaned back, feeling that she had a point, only for Sumika to take his mind off the conversation completely by removing Lancelot's trousers expertly as her tongue trailed along his navel, breathing softly as Guinevere chattered in his ear.

'Guin, can we talk later?'

Silence filled Lancelot's ears as Sumika giggled, placing her lips on his stomach—guilt flashed briefly as Lancelot saw Guinevere's icon become idle, knowing she probably misunderstood.

However... Right now... He lay naked on their couch with Sumika fondling his manhood while Marimo watched from the crack in the door; he could never focus on that kind of serious conversation.

"So big, master..." Sumika breathed lustfully, blowing cold air along his balls, sniffing him before tracing her pink tongue along the veiny skin, leaving a trail of saliva. "Marimo wants to lick it too~ Sumika should share her meal!"

"Both of you kneel right there!" Lancelot shouted with a voice that almost caused the entire castle to shudder.

Marimo was much faster despite being at the door as she rushed to the spot he pointed to and knelt quietly on the ground, wearing nothing but a light bit of fur covering her crotch.

Her large breasts were freely swaying from her movement, the heavy pillows alluring to Lancelot's eyes.

Beside her, Sumika was more modest and petite.

However, her tight muscles and pretty face were just as appealing, and her way of sitting was much more erotic, revealing her parted slit as she smirked.

"Now, why are you both being so rude? I am the Master, you know?"