Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1236 Husband, Am I Beautiful?

Chapter 1236  Husband, Am I Beautiful?

General Reynold sighed in relief. "You should wait like everyone else until one of them triggers the new Mysteries' ascension trial," he replied.

"I will surely find a way to deal with you later," the Will of the Divine Mysteries retorted, refocusing on Maeve as she ascended the twelve steps.

"I look forward to that day," General Reynold responded, his tone serious and confident. He was determined to find a way to rid themselves of this bizarre Will of the Divine Mysteries and prevent it from entering their territory uninvited.

Though it had helped them, General Reynold knew that an entity like the Will of the Divine Mysteries wouldn't do so out of kindness, as it lacked a heart and was driven only by the purpose imposed on it by the Divine Mysteries. Once the purpose of each Will of the Divine Mysteries was fulfilled, it would dissipate, returning to the Divine Mysteries. The fact that this particular Will still lingered meant that 'its' purpose was not yet complete, and there was more at play—something they were not yet aware of.

General Reynold believed his extreme caution regarding the Will of the Divine Mysteries was fully justified.

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Orion shrank to pixie size and sat on his bed in his bedroom. Flying before him were Whisperwing, Breezeflutter, and Willow, who had just entered the room. Seeing Orion in his pixie-sized stature, their eyes widened in momentary shock and disbelief before they snapped out of their thoughts and swiftly soared toward him.

"Husband!"

 "Darling!" "Husband!"

They shouted in unison as they embraced him from all sides, and he pulled them into his arms.

Whisperwing, who had taken the opportunity to sit on his thighs with her arms wrapped around his waist, leaned back, raised her head to look at Orion, and asked, "How is this possible?"

"I am a divine being now. As long as I will it, anything is possible," Orion responded, giving the same answer he had given to Maeve.

And just like with Maeve, it was reason enough. Divine beings had the power to change the order of seasons with a flick of their hands and create something valuable from mere sand or rocks, so shrinking to pixie size didn't seem too far-fetched.

"Then what's happening to Maeve right now is because…" Whisperwing began, but she didn't finish her sentence. Despite that, everyone understood what she was trying to say. Their eyes widened in astonishment as they stared at Orion, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"I wasn't sure until I attempted it, but Maeve triggered her ascension trial after our intimate session," Orion said, confirming their suspicions.

Orion had surprised them so many times that they had become numb to whatever abnormalities came their way, yet each time he did something next, it was more absurd than the last. The idea that an intimate session with their husband could grant them the ability to trigger the ascension trial and ascend to divinity… how ridiculous did that sound! Yet, it only took a moment to digest. After all, while still mortal, Orion had already been able to create a womb within a tree nymph with his seed, so it didn't seem too far-fetched that he could now help his wives ascend to divinity with his seed.

"Don't focus too much on it. I'm still not certain it will work the same for everyone," Orion said, softly flicking their foreheads with a finger.

"Ouch!" they winced exaggeratedly, smiles spreading across their faces.

Breezeflutter, hugging Orion from his left side, said, "…Does this mean we finally get to do it with you?" Her breath was warm against his neck.

"Of course, that's precisely why I called you here," Orion nodded.

Breezeflutter blushed fiercely and buried her face in the crook of Orion's neck. Her breathing quickened, and her body began heating up. It wasn't just her—the other women present also began to heat up, their breathing becoming hurried.

"Darling, I don't think I can hold back any longer… I want your seed in me~~~" Willow said, her gaze burning with intensity as she ground her hips against the right side of Orion's body.

Willow wore a sleeveless red blouse paired with a matching ankle-length floral skirt.

Like Maeve, Willow, Whisperwing, and Breezeflutter, they all wanted to feel Orion inside them without caring about anything else. Living in such a debauched household had taught them how to control their desires and release them in a way that made them feel comfortable. However, none of it compares to the envy they feel whenever one of their sisters is hammered by Orion's large veiny penis. Just being embraced by Orion in his pixie-sized form was enough to drench their lower lips, yearning for him to comfort them with his stiff rod.

Willow raised her skirt and slid off her underwear, then grabbed Orion's right hand, guiding it to her drenched, narrow lips.

Whisperwing was dressed in black shorts and a white and golden patterned long-sleeved shirt that reached just below her waist. She quickly took off her shirt and shorts, revealing her perky breasts held together by a simple white bra and a pair of panties that accentuated her muscular toned thighs, which were riddled with scars from her previous occupation as a gardener in the Garden. Her entire body bore scars that showcased the effort she had put into those days, displaying her journey to reach where she was now.

As Orion's right hand massaged Willow's wet pussy, he trailed his left hand over Whisperwing's scarred body. To others, these might have seemed like horrifying imperfections, but to him, those imperfections were what he loved most about all his women, allowing him a glimpse into their lives before he met them. While others might find perfection appealing, to him, it was distasteful. Not because he found perfection itself distasteful, but because if he already had a perfect woman, why would he need to be with another who claimed to be... perfect?

Even the divine beings ventured into the universe searching for such imperfections, so how could he, a mortal who had just ascended to divinity, not see the beauty in their flaws?

After removing her underwear, Whisperwing swiftly wrapped her right hand around her breast, holding it in place. Still seated on Orion's thighs, she shyly asked, "Am I beautiful?" Her gaze met Orion's, awaiting his response.

Hearing her words, Orion couldn't help but display a soft smile. Whenever they had some kind of kinky nightly event, Whisperwing would always ask him such questions when it was her turn to be comforted, back when he was still in his human-sized form and used his hands to get the job done.

His response was always the same: 'You are beautiful beyond doubt. But to me, your beauty is only a cover, hiding something even more breathtaking.'

Whisperwing would always respond with a pleased smile, 'And what is that?'

And he would respond, 'It's a treasure… something so precious that calling it 'beautiful' would be an understatement… it's you, my darling.'

Despite her tomboyish nature, which he knew she used to mask her emotions and show she wasn't bothered by the number of scars on her body, Whisperwing would blush fiercely until her entire upper body turned red from shyness, much to everyone's amusement. But now, being in his pixie form and hearing the question again, he decided to give her a new reply: "Beautiful? If beauty had a shape, it would spend eternity trying to mould itself into you... and still, it would never be enough. You don't need validation… your very existence proves itself already."

Hearing her husband's response, Whisperwing's eyes widened in surprise before her expression morphed, blushing deeply. She had been expecting his usual reply, but instead, he gave her something new, something even more special than before, catching her completely off guard.

Even Breezeflutter and Willow, who had been grinding their soaked vagina lips against Orion's sides, waiting for his comfort, paused and stared at him and Whisperwing with wide eyes. Those were the most beautiful words they had ever heard. They, too, had expected the typical reply Orion always gave when Whisperwing asked such questions, and this surprise left them awestruck by their husband's ability to say something so heartfelt.

Could a man make his many wives fall in love with him all over again? Yes, he could. Their husband did it all the time and now was no exception.

"You know, I don't mind when you ask such questions, but I'd love it more if there were some other intentions behind it," Orion said, meeting Whisperwing's gaze.

"I promise I won't ask again," Whisperwing replied, removing the arm that covered her two plump breasts. The left side of her breast was so scarred there was no indication of an areola, while only her right breast had a pink, cherry-like nipple.

Orion nodded with a smile.

"H-Husband, am I beautiful?... This is my first time asking, so it doesn't count, and… my intentions are pure," Breezeflutter stuttered as she clung to Orion's body, nervously glancing toward Whisperwing.

Orion inwardly sighed. Coming up with answers to such questions was tricky, and he couldn't give them all the same response without making the words seem less special or risking angering one of them.