Chapter 237 (Patreon)

“So this is Remnant.” I didn’t interrupt Scáthach as she looked around. It was her first time on a world not an iteration of Earth or its connected realms, it was a new experience that I didn’t want to mess up.

I took us a little ways outside of a medium-sized town that was a bit away from Mistral.

Honestly, I liked watching her expressions as she inspected every last detail. Finally, she tilt her head up and looked towards the sky. “To actually see it…..” She muttered.

“Yeah, took me by surprise too.” I walked next to her, eyeing that broken Moon in the sky.

“Jinn told me about her home, but this image really puts things into perspective.” Scáthach had a contemplative look on her face. “I don’t know if such a thing will ever become normal for me.”

Yeah, the Moon back in our home was significantly different in its existence.

She eventually shook her head and looked away, seemingly content with have checked the surroundings. “Do you have an agenda or are you just coming here to play around?” She asked.

“Yeah, going to check up on some people I know.” I nodded. “So you were kind of vague about what you wanted. Anything I can help you with there?”

“The offer is appreciated, but I just intend to wander around for a period. I was feeling wistful and wish to relive the days I did this before I took over the Land of Shadows. Traveling the land, meeting strange people and equally strange creatures. Slaying monsters and all manner of villains.” She smiled wistfully.

Well, it seems she wanted to play around in her own way. I of course would never fault her, gods know my other girls have their own ‘me time’, this is simply Scáthach’s own variation of it.

“You know enough about the place?” I asked.

“I know the broad subjects that Jinn discussed.” She nodded. “Monsters known as Grimm, Magic is unknown. Your Aura and such.” She waived her hand. “I believe I can made do with that as the remainder seemed similar to the Kyoto.”

“That’s not untrue.” I said thoughtfully. “Yeah, you can probably bullshit enough. If anyone asks any questions – you come from a remote village or some other nonsense, people don’t really push. Lets see…..any random things? She probably mention Faunus….” I just shrugged, nothing else coming to the top of my head. “I guess you don’t care for me to point you anyone specific?”

“Fufu, no I can handle such a thing. I was going to scry a direction to go and take to that.” She smiled.

“Sounds interest.” I stroked my chin. “You’ll tell me of your adventure when you’re done?”

“Of course.” She laughed. “While I know of these Grimm creatures, I do not know the specific types of them. I am excited to see what foes await my spear.”

“Oh.” I perked up. “I got some extra Scrolls…” I looked into my storage ring, pulling out the things I forgot about. “The type of communication device used here. And I have the money they use – Lien.” I took out a good chunk for her.

“My, it’s nice to have my man take care of me.” She happily accepted it all, putting it into her own storage bracelet.

“I’ll always take care of you.” I wrapped my hands around her from behind, pulling her closer. I snuck a few kisses on her neck as she giggled.

“Stop it~” She playfully swat at me. “If you continue, I fear this soreness between my legs will other further enhance.”

“You make it hard.” I whispered.

“Mmm.” She took a moment and allowed herself to sink into my arms, accepting my touch. “Are you sure you wish to meet whatever target of your affection is here after you fuck me again?”

Ah, that bluntness of hers combined with her gentle tone, always cute.

“What do you mean ‘target of my affection’?” I questioned her.

She snorted, breaking from my arms. “Don’t take me for a fool.” She lightly tugged at my cheek. “I speak no words of displeasure, my student. However, you know what I expect from you.”

I grumbled, but accepted her words. “Alright, there is a woman here I’ve taken a bit of a fancy to. I haven’t really…. committed to anything, and I wanted to see her again.”

Scáthach nodded, pleased with my answer. “Very well.” She quickly kissed my cheek, flashing me a warm smile. “I will set off then.”

“Even if I know it’s pointless to say, be safe.”

“Fufu, you are a silly boy.” Her eyes softened considerably.

“Have fun?” I offered as well.

“I plan to.” She grinned.

She gave me one last look before heading off, Runes spinning around her finger as she chose a direction to go in.

I hate to see her leave, but I love to see that ass go.

***

The Grimm Lands were just a Grimmy as they were when I first came here.

I hummed to myself as my Swords floated around me, slicing up the more simple Grimm that didn’t have the common sense to stay away.

Just like last time, the smarter ones kept a healthy distance

There were even some variants I had never seen before. A large Lobster-like one that had the legs of spider.

That one in particular got burned until only ash remained.

Otherwise, it was a quaint little walk to Salem’s castle. The towering spires that reached over the bleak forest into the distance. Almost like a nightmarish version of following the yellow brick road, as there was a path, albeit a bit worn out.

Well, I am meeting a witch as it were…

As I approached, I made sure my clothing looked good. My tie straightened, and no creases I could see with a quick look around. I contemplated wearing my hate, but dismissed it. It didn’t feel like a hat moment.

Luckily, I also had the foresight to get some flowers before I came. An idea after spending time with Izzy and seeing that she enjoyed receiving them.

There were a few more big Grimm that guarded the castle proper, but even they cowered away. They didn’t move, but the large bear-like nightmares clearly looked like they wanted to be anywhere else.

[I missed when things cowered in my presence. You don’t know what you got until it’s gone.]

“Really, Ddraig? That’s what you miss?”

[Hey, don’t judge me. I spend the majority of my time not even really ‘existing’ in the outside world since it usually takes awhile for a new host to awaken me. And don’t even get me started on the ones that don’t or die extremely quickly while I’m still in the form of the Twice Critical.]

Huh….now I feel bad.

[I also miss eating.]

That’s understandable. It’s one of my biggest vices, one that I can pretty much indulge without any consequences due to my Devil Biology. Which brings up an interesting question on if my other ‘biology’ that was added also did something similar?

[I’ve gained some strange cravings from experiencing what you eat. It’s not unpleased though.]

“Hey Ddraig…..why don’t we look for a way to free you?” I felt bad that he was still trapped when he’s helped me so much.

[…..really?]

“Of course.”

[Aren’t you scared of losing my power? I Don’t want to brag, but I’m pretty damn strong and I’m basically a powerful weapon at your disposal.]

“You said we were partners before. As your partner, shouldn’t I try to help you? Yeah, it’d suck to lose the Boosted Gear, but it meant you were free, I think it’d be worth it.”

[…..Do whatever you want, brat.] He grumbled before going silent.

Well, it would be difficult. He existed in a soul-based form that was held together by the prison that was the Boosted Gear. But if I was confidant in finding a way for me and Meridia to have children, I think this would be a simpler task. Off the top of my head, I could think of a few more brute-force methods that might achieve a result, but the consequences are…..unforeseeable.

I think it’d be better to find a more surefire method.

Well, it was something to think about later. For now, I focused on the dark castle I entered for the second time.

Surprisingly, there was no one to greet me as I walked right inside. No Salem sitting on her throne, not wonderful legs to sneak glances at as she acts all haughty.

It’s unlikely she isn’t aware of my presence, so she must be preoccupied at the moment. Well, she gave me pretty much free rein to come and go, I may as well walk around.

As soon as I resolved myself to do so, I saw a familiar figure floating down the hallway.

“Squidward!” I exclaimed seeing the tentacle grimm that followed me around last time.

It seemed to recognize me as well as it waived its tentacles at me. If it weren’t a horrendous eldritch abomination, I may have even hugged it.

It’s like a nightmare version of a Pokémon.

“Where’s Salem?” I poked its squishy head.

It waived its tentacles some more and I think it just told me to stay put and wait? It was a little confusing, but since it didn’t make a movement to drag me anywhere, I think I guessed correctly.

“Well, how’ve you been Squidward?”

It made some Grimm noises, so I guess that’s good?

“I’ve been pretty good too.” I put my elbow on his squishy head, leaning on him for support. “Had to deal with a stupid family not too long ago. My friend’s idiot son did something stupid and I interfere there, almost caused a rift in our relationship. My Gramps got a girlfriend….or something. Still kind of vague there, but I think he’s happier. “

It wiggled its tentacles some more, as if responding to me. Honestly, I don’t’ know what kind of intelligence this Grimm had, if any. I was mostly amusing myself by playing with it.

I wonder if I could toss it up into the air like a ball?

I contemplated that before the large doors to the door burst open. Several people stormed out with haste, only stopping in their tracks as they noticed me holding Squidward in a throwing motion. The flowers probably made it seem even more awkward….

“…This isn’t what it looks like.” I stated. “We……were just talking?”

There were two men, two women. One of the women had black hair and wore a provocative red dress. The other had mint green hair with some kind of dagger-submachine guns at her side. As for the two men, one had a very large braided pony tail and a maniac look in his eyes with some manner of blades around his wrists. The other had silver hair and looked amused by the other whole.

“Liar!” The pony tailed man declared. “Only the Goddess can talk to Grimm!”

I blinked at that, and the others turned to him with a strange look on their faces. “It’s my semblance?”

“Blasphemy!” He howled, pointing at me.

“Dammit, Tyrian! Be quiet.” The women in the red dress hissed before turning to me. “How did you get here?!” She demanded to know.

“Well, these things called legs.” I deadpanned. “You put one step infront of – “

She waived her hand, and some dusted burst out, condensing into a flame at shoot at my feet. I think it was supposed to be a method of intimidation as she looked smug at my sudden silence. “Answer my question.”

“Hey, aren’t you that guy that took down a bullhead with a dildo?” The silver haired guy spoke up, though he was more like a kid now that I looked at him. Probably under 18 if I had to guess.

“Why – “ I straightened my collar. “Yes I Did.” I puffed up proudly.

“Can I get an autograph?”

“Quiet, Mercury!” The red-dressed woman growled and turned back to me. “I know you. That Wilhelm that’s wanted through Remnant. Now! How did you get here, why are you here!?”

“And what are you doing to our Goddesse’s poor subject!” the ponytailed man looked aghast as he apparently realized what I was about to do to Squidward.

I ignored the ponytailed one. He didn’t seem quite as…….put together as the others. “The truth is…..I’m here to capture your queen.”

“What are you– “ The Woman in Red was cut off.

“HEATHEN!” the pony-tailed man shrieked, his wrist gauntlets moving to overlay on his hands as he rushed towards me.

“DAMMIT TYRIAN!” The Red-clothed woman groaned before joining in as the other two also took out weapons or got into a combat stance.

The man with the large bread had an interesting way of moving, taking low to the ground as he duck and weaved, making his movements erratic. As I got a good look at his back, I also noticed a large scorpion’s tail. He was a Faunus, but an interesting ‘species’ of one, makes me curious about them as a whole now.

I wonder if I could pass my wings off as being a Faunus?

“Yaaah!” He let out a strange battle cry as he arms flung out, his wrist-blade weapons a perfect combination for his hectic movements. Though, it was quite slow to the current me. I merely let go of Squidward, and stepped to the side. His arms flung out, fully extended as he spun his body, diving to the ground, and flinging them up.

It was only a matter of weaving though his attacks and he never even touched my Aura. The only time he got close was when I was surprised as his Tail lashed out as well.

He jumped back as some dust-based elemental attacks came flying my way, followed by an arrow let loose by the woman in the red dress. I ducked and slid to the side to avoid them, glancing at her, noticing that it appeared to be made from dust.

How interesting.

The Silver hair kid came rushing at me, legs lashing out as he let loose a barrage of kicks. With my free hand, I caught his leg, noticing the metallic and solid feeling under it, I then tossed him to the side. Just in time for the mint-haired girl to raise her guns and unload on me.

I just sighed, standing there. I let the Bullets slam against my aura as I gave her a bored look.

I raised my free hand, and flicked the air, creating a bullet of compressed air that slammed into her, taking her by surprise. Her Aura flared to receive it, but it knocked her off her feet.

Perhaps I put too much power in it?

It was just a simple application of Telekinesis, but then again, I am much stronger than like a couple weeks ago.

I caught an Arrow in the air, and threw it back at the source.

The Pony-tailed man leapt at me and I followed up but slamming my knee into his sternum, sending him sailing into the nearby wall.

“Emerald! Use your semblance!” The Red-Dressed woman shouted.

The Mint-Haired girl got up, and I was curious what her Semblance was, so I didn’t move. She looked at me, and appeared to be about to do something however—

“Enough.” A voice carried over the room. Everyone stopped what they were doing to turn to its source.

Salem stood in the doorway, arms crossed, sweeping her gaze around the room.

“Mistress!” The crazy-man stood up, almost diving to her feet. “He dares to –“

She completely ignored him. “You’ve come back.” She was obviously addressing me.

“Well, how could I stay away from you?” I gave her my most charming smile.

“M-mistress?” The Red-dressed person squeaked out in confusion.

The other two looked surprised as well, but I didn’t quite understand why.

“And you already begin with those kinds of words.” Salem rolled her eyes, but I think I saw her lips curled up briefly.

“I got you flowers?” I offered them up.

She stepped forward with even strides, accepting them without any fanfare. She slowly brought them up to her nose and she gave them a quick smell. “Hmm, they are lovely I suppose.” She looked pleased before adopting back her neutral expression and glanced at the other people in the room. “Should I be upset or pleased that you were able to keep these whole while my supposed elite subordinates attacked you.”

“Mistress, I – “ The Red Dressed woman tried to speak, but Salem cut her off again.

“Cinder, go fetch me a vase for these.”

“But –“

“A nice one.” She reiterated, giving the woman a glare.

“R-right away, Mistress.” The Red-dressed woman who’s name was apparently ‘Cinder’ quickly rushed off to fulfill the request.

“You look very nice, did you decide to let your hair down permanently?” I asked, admiring the look she was rocking. It flowed past her shoulders and was very cute.

“Hmph, I decided it was time for a change. Do not presume to think you had any baring on my decision.” She sniffed. “Now, if you would follow me, we would speak in better accommodations.” She turned and began walking.

Still don’t’ know why these kids were looking at me so strange. And why that pony-tailed guy looked like he was about to cry, but I didn’t dwell on it.

I would much rather stare at that ass that was infront of me. And I felt no shame in doing so, as I caught her looking over her shoulder, and swaying just a little bit more for me as we walked.

***

Omake – Azazel’s Gender Bender Gun, Part 1

“Hey, did anyone order a package?” I held up the nondescript brown box that was sitting on the stoop. I swept my gaze around the room as all my girls were idily chatting or otherwise hanging out.

“Can anyone even deliver here?” Jinn asked. “I think the barriers and such prevent……almost everyone from approaching.”

“….so that’s why my other orders never arrived.” I whispered.

“Idiot student.” Scáthach poked my cheek. “I do hope you noticed the subtle magical energy pulsing off it.”

I let out an indignant huff. “I’m not blind.”

“And you just brought it inside” Artoria asked.

“I’m curious about that as well. While not the same, we do have a procedure at my mansion about things like this….” Yasaka added.

“Master, don’t bring strange things inside.” Raikou lightly chided.

“Do you all not have any faith in me? Of course I scanned it. There’s nothing wrong even if it’s a bit magical in nature.”

“You have a track record of recklessness.” Yasaka pointed out.

“I do not –“

“Wilhelm.” Artoria crossed her arms.

“….Maybe a little.” I acquiesced. “But I checked!”

“Well, open it then. I’m curious.” Scáthach demanded.

“Jeese, no patience, woman.” I set it down, tearing off the tape. “Its…..a gun?” I questioned, taking it out along with a pamphlet.

Scáthach took hold of the gun-like thing, inspecting it as I held the little booklet in my hand. “Let’s see…..It’s called Azazel’s Gender Ben –“ A strange beam hit me, emanating from the Gun in Scáthach’s hands.

I felt strange, really strange. Like something important, something derived from my essence had shifted. I was somehow different, yet, my senses didn’t pick up on any anomalies or foreign attacks. I looked down at my hands and paused.

I paused, because something was blocking my vision. To be precise, it was two – very large – mounds of flesh that now were attached to my chest. “What the hell!?” I blurted out, and stopped again. Because a very feminine, and admittedly sensual voice replaced my previous one.

I looked at the pamphlet in horror as I read the title fully and realized what happened. The others looked at me In complete shock as I hastily conjured a mirror.

Perfectly unblemished skin. Long, beautiful red hair that went past my shoulders. A new jaw line and cheek bones the extenuating my natural beauty. A very – very large bosom. And to top it all off, some long legs that went on for days. I was too scared to look at my ass, because I knew it would also be damn cute.

“Dear Lord…..I’m sexy.”

I looked up at everyone else who were still a bit dumbfounded. Well, all but Artoria, I looked at her and she stared at me intently. “Artoria…?”

“I now understand many of your previous gestures and desires.” She stated. “Let it be known – “ She licked her lips. “I will have first.”

“P-pardon?” I didn’t get a chance to contemplate as she grabbed me and started dragging me upstairs towards the bedroom.

I only heard more numbers being called out below as Artoria tossed me on the bed and slammed the door.

“It’s time to fulfill your queenly duties.” Artoria stared at me with a lustful gaze. “Do not worry, I will be just as gentle with you as you were with me.”

And suddenly, I regret all the things I did to her butt.

***

Author's note.

Well, not late into the morning this time. For the last chapter, I think I'm going to add a little bit more to it, rereading it, i realized that I could have done a little bit better there.