CHAPTER 106: LALISHA

"Meliae, is this what I sent you to do?"

When Byron heard Lucille’s voice, he was kind of frightened for reasons unknown to him. Not frightened like he was in danger, but startled like someone caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing.

’Since when do I fear Lucille?’ he wondered.

He turned to look at her, curling his lips into a smile.

"It’s not Meliae’s fault. I’m the one who told her to do it. Would you have wanted her to disobey me?"

Lucille, whose gaze had been staring daggers at Meliae, shifted her focus on Byron and tried to smile. "Of course not. I would have punished her severely if she disobeyed you. Did she tell you what I sent her to say?"

"She did tell us. But Ayota wanted to go take a bath in the hot springs and I was still burning from her teasing. I had to use Meliae to cool myself down before I burnt to death."

Lucille just blinked, stunned by his words. She was probably wondering why Ayota would choose hot springs over Byron’s dick.

When it became clear that she wasn’t going to say anything, Byron decided to continue his speech. "Now then, can you let me finish what I have started? It shouldn’t take long."

This put words into Lucille’s mouth. "Is there any problem if I watch?"

"Of course not!" replied Byron, turning away from her. He gripped Meliae’s ass cheek and gave it a hard spanking.

"Ah yes!" screamed Meliae, looking at him with a satisfied expression. She was obviously so happy that he had protected her from Lucille’s wrath. Most of all, happy that he didn’t just stop and leave her burning with desire.

He slapped her ass cheek once again, then held onto her love handles and slammed into her with a new-found enthusiasm.

He was so proud of himself that he had not allowed Lucille to intimidate him. He was the only male around. He was the king of this land. They were his subjects. It would have been pathetic if he had allowed her to order him around.

Although, he could understand why Lucille was so angry. She had given him to Ayota to encourage her to accept her mission with enthusiasm.

Since she didn’t know that Ayota had already got what she wanted, Lucille was confused as to why she had teased Byron and left him to take a bath in the hot springs instead of riding his cock.

Of course, this was all Byron’s fault. He had worded it in a way that blamed Ayota when he was the one to blame. No. Not to blame. He wasn’t doing something illegal or harmful. But he was responsible.

Ayota had not even noticed what he was up to until he was already sucking on Meliae’s juicy melons.

’Meliae is beautiful,’ thought Byron. ’She has otherworldly properties. I wanted to enjoy them and I did. That’s all there’s to it. I don’t owe anyone an explanation.’

Despite this, he was still surprised at how much he was enjoying it. His libido should have been quenched by the rough session with Ayota minutes ago. Why then did his cock throb so intensely as if it had been sex-deprived for years? Was it because of Meliae’s big beautiful breasts, or her big pillowy ass? Perhaps it was her super-wet, super-tight fat pussy.

Whatever it was, he was enjoying it so much that even back when he was startled by Lucille, he had not stopped thrusting into her.

Speaking of Lucille, Byron glanced at her and was surprised when he saw her licking the fingers on her left hand. Her right hand was busy stroking in between her legs. Her nipples were pointy. She was horny.

It shouldn’t have surprised Byron, but it did. But then again, why else would she have wanted to stay and watch? And who wouldn’t?

Lucille noticed him looking at her and smiled at him. "Now is the time to help me with your magic," she said, her voice filled with lust, her face sultry.

Obviously, she meant his tendrils and tentacles. After all, last night when he was using them on the dryads, she had been so curious about them. About how he was doing it.

A smile appeared on Byron’s face when he remembered the euphoric sensations that hit him when a girl orgasmed because of his tentacles and tendrils. He wanted to experience it again.

He reached within him and summoned the purple mist. He wasn’t ready for what happened as a result.

[Warning! Your Sensation Smoke has to be full for you to receive your surprise package. There are two gifts in the package. If you use even a second worth of your Sensation Smoke, you are going to lose one gift. If you deplete it, you lose both gifts. Should I go ahead and release it?]

[Of course not! Show me the gifts.]

Two images appeared in front of Byron. One was of a neat pile of dresses in different colours. The other was of a beautiful girl he perceived to be a dryad judging from her floral hair.

’Dresses? And a girl?’

Byron could understand that the dryads needed dresses if he was going to take them off this island, hence why the system was rewarding them to him. But a girl? Didn’t he have enough women already? Of course, the more the better. Not to mention, she was beautiful. He would like to fuck her. But why not gift him something else? Something he didn’t have already.

’Perhaps she is special!’

[System, why did you gift me a girl?]

[It’s Lalisha.]

[Lalisha? The dryad who sacrificed herself for me?]

[Yes! That’s her. These dryads are trees. That’s their true form. Originally, they never had human forms. When humans started cutting down forests, that’s when dryads started shape-shifting. They wanted to communicate with humans. Then to fight them sometimes. It was when they started falling in love with human males when they evolved to their current state of having two forms at the same time.]

[Lalisha sacrificed her human form, but she’s still alive in her tree. Your sensation smoke can power her tree with enough mana to regenerate her human form.]

[Why?] asked Byron, confused as to why the system would want him to revive her.

Obviously, it would make Lucille and the dryads happy to see their friend again. But Byron wasn’t stupid. The system wouldn’t do something if there weren’t any strings attached. Yes. He had won this by completing a quest. But that quest had been so easy. And it had come out of nowhere. There was something else to this.

’Perhaps I’m overthinking this! Perhaps the system just wants to help me win the hearts of the dryads.’

Right then, the system answered. A smile appeared on his face. He had been right. There were strings attached.