Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Chapter 345  Harbor City

Unlike the Northern Continent, where nations were in peace with each other excluding the conflicts between the Dixon Empire and the demons, the Southern Continent was still in continuous wars of conquest. Contrary to the north, nonhuman races were predominant on the continent. For that reason, humans united and settled together at the central north of the continent, forming a conglomeration of three nations called the United Kingdoms of Western Nordlune. Nordlune was the tropical northern region where the nations were situated. Half of its area was a vast desert that spanned the northeastern portion of the continent. While the United Kingdom got the fertile western portion of the region, the deserted part then was on the side of its neighboring nation, the nation of the werepeople. The United Kingdoms of Western Nordlune consisted of the nations of the Kingdom of Castiella, the Kingdom of Reginold, and the Kingdom of Nogara. The Kingdom of Reginold was located in the upper portion of the united kingdom, which owned more than half of the united kingdom's coastline. The country was known for its marine products and port towns and cities, and the city of Douro was the only city that could transport people and goods between the two continents. The trade between the two continents was possible before Douro's exceptional shipbuilding capabilities. They built durable ships and boats that could withstand powerful waves and occasional sea monster attacks. However, there were not many goods to trade, as not that many tough ships were built. In addition, there was no high demand for the goods from the Northern Continent, so only a handful of ships sailed back and forth between continents. But most of the time, the ships were used to transport passengers. ◆◇◆

One morning, in the harbor city of Douro, a wooden ship just moored its anchor to the seabed as it docked at the pier. After a long voyage across the Median Sea, the ship had finally reached its destination. Thud.

Upon arriving at the wooden pier, the ship crew then dropped the wooden gangplank as dozens of passengers were coming to the deck from their cabins. But due to the way of transportation by sea, some of them were visibly under the weather and were suffering from seasickness. That trip was one of the few intercontinental voyages in the world—a trip between the Northern and Southern Continents. Accessible through the coasts of the Kingdom of Astley on the Northern Continent and the Kingdom of Rognvaldr in the south, people could travel between two continents by crossing the Median Sea. The passengers carefully walked over the narrow plank of wood with their own luggage in hand. As many were carrying heavy bags and containers, there was a man who had a magic bag conveniently hanging on his waist to keep his belongings tidy, which was envied by other passengers. The man was young, around his teens. He was standing around five feet nine, taller than this world's average height, and he had a nice complexion, silky black hair, and vivid red eyes. For the first time ever, Azrael, a clone of Raphael Raevender, had set foot on another continent aside from the northern one. Landing on a new land, Azrael looked around and scanned the port. As he was expecting, the port city was busy and thriving. Numerous fishing vessels were disembarking drums of freshly caught seafood, and there was even a ship boarded by adventurers putting down a large Steel Tuna on the pier. For the reason Azrael was here, Raphael had given him a mission to explore this land and gather as much information as possible about it. Raphael was curious about the Southern Continent, as he heard many things about it from Rubina. As Raphael would be becoming more busy with his life in the north, he sent Azrael, his most powerful clone, to investigate on his steed. (The Southern Continent, huh. I wonder what kind of things I would encounter here.) With a mission to fulfill, Azrael set foot to venture into the mysteries shrouding this continent. ◆◇◆◇◆◇

At night at the Palace of Louisiana, five people were inside the Queen's bedchamber. As usual, the Raevender family was having occasional group sex. Raphael had made love with each of them, and he was currently with his sister. As Louise was lying on her back on the mattress with spread legs and ragged, heavy breaths, Raphael was vigorously ramming her in a missionary position. Meanwhile, Mylene was dominating Claire and Gabrielle on the same bed, fingering their pussies simultaneously. "Ha...! Ah! Hah~!" Louise gasped in pleasure. "He he. Who would have thought that the crown princess they happily cheered earlier is making such faces and voices that are contradicting her serious and high-esteemed image?" Raphael said as he was kneading Louise's breasts. "Ah...! Are you making fun of me...?!" "The same applies to you all too, my queens." "Well, maybe it is because you are always horny, dear~?" "It is not like I am always horny, Mom. You all are always so hot." "Fu fu. Don't flatter us too much, Raphael~." Earlier this day, a ceremony had taken place in the palace, and Mylene had formally become the queen regnant of the Queendom of Raevender alongside her queen consorts, Claire and Gabrielle. Subsequently, Louise was designated to be the next queen, while Raphael had a high social jump and was promoted directly as the Marquis of Lavender. As soon as today, he became the lord of his domain. But while he would be attending the academy, Claire would temporarily substitute for his vacant position. To celebrate their individual success, they decided to do their fivesome way too early for the supposed schedule. Raphael had so many women to please that he created a schedule that organized his sexy time with his women. There were pair, threesome, foursome, and fivesome—all set to be executed on the exact date. However, tonight was an exemption. "Sis!"

Sensing he was about to come, Raphael interlocked with her hands and bent over his body until his chest was pressed against her. He then repositioned his legs, and he started fucking her in a mating press. "Oh, yeah! I'm coming, Sis!" "Aaahhh~!!!" He thrust his shaft powerfully into her and released his load. Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap. "Get pregnant! Get pregnant!" He shouted as he repeatedly rammed his hips while ejaculating. "What the fuck, Raphael?!" "He he, just kidding, Sis." "Don't joke like that, you fucking degenerate! I won't forgive you if you get me pregnant!"

"I'm sorry, Sis! I won't do it again, I swear!" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

After fucking his sister, who was still mad at him, Raphael fucked his mothers once again.