Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

⁜Do you Accept?⁜

⁜Convert Territory into a City⁜

—Warning! Damage to terrain and slight changes will be made. Make sure to have no ongoing battles and prepare for an upgrade.

His divine eye was perfectly fine, while his demon eye was a little blurry, so he closed it and pressed the activation button.

"Phew... Let\'s see, we have a lot of wood and stone. Let\'s update all walls in the entire Territory to the enchanted Blackstone used in the citadel..."

"Tiamat, can you help me stay still... the entire territory is about to become a mess."

"Hmmm?" Her nose snorted, but her body quickly appeared beside him as a sudden roar sounded from the depths of the land before the shaking worsened, causing the walls and citadel to shudder and tremble.

A huge earthquake began to fill the lands of Lancelot, Sumika and Guinevere. The first change was how the territory walls all became a black, sleek stone like marble but strong enough to take the blow of a Demon King\'s full power attack ten times in a short period.

He was making even the basic defensive walls of their villages extremely strong.

Soon, cracks formed across the land as though something underground was moving.

"Why do I need to get my wife and move further away?" He smiled wryly as Tiamat hugged him tightly against her body while her head peered at his expression.

"It\'s rather large. Won\'t others detect this anomaly and head to attack you?"

Lancelot, with his head pressed between her huge bosom, almost smothered by the silky smooth marshmallows, nodded.

"This isn\'t normal. Most upgrades to Territory happen overnight without anyone feeling anything... But if you do them all at once... Well, there are two choices. Either keep it active over a few weeks, but then other forces might suspect that you\'ve found a large dungeon or mine... Or just do it all at once.."

As he said this, Tiamat laughed lightly as the walls shuddered and rumbled as they were repaired with Blackstone and reinforced until the tremors reached deep within the land.

Cracks began to form under the houses and citadel; people began to panic and rush away as the cracks turned into fissures that spread far out and connected until suddenly Lancelot\'s Territory looked like it was divided into two massive sections that rose slowly into the air!

Then the land became larger, and his farmland doubled, just like all four sectors and the huge mass of land outside his Territory... Sherwood forest tripled in size, with the tree count doubling at least.

As for Guinevere\'s village, it grew to the same size as a town and had huge walls on all sides; what was even more special with the upgrade was the massive wall that wrapped around the entire Territory, not just the city.

Lancelot had emptied most of his wood, gold and stone to make this happen and planned to add another two villages in the spots of empty land that were formerly neutral that now became his as increasing his main Territory to a city increased its range and domain by more than ten times.

An ordinary territory upgrade would double in size at most... but Lancelot didn\'t care much; after all, his goal here was to survive and thrive.

What mattered was... He just added 150 kilometres to the diameter of Sherwood forest and quadrupled Guinevere\'s Village, which also allowed it to upgrade to a city in the future. The distance between him and her place was much further, though.

Though the increase in the size of Sherwood forest could be detected... Lancelot had secretly used his energy to create a veil-like effect that caused everything outside his Territory to view the region as \'Mountainous\' while it was vast plains with forests and a small lake to one side.

This was the main reason he didn\'t recover fast enough, and now the black dragon mountains were also his Territory thanks to Tyr submitting to him, so they became special, filled with Blackstone, iron, mythril and countless veins of magical and rare ores along with doubling in size.

Now, his Territory was one of the most luxurious of the lords below forty years in Avalon.

"Won\'t this make you a beacon for the enemies to target?" Tiamat was confused before his hands began to wrap around her waist as if natural.

"I plan to have Guin and Sumika remain in the capital city and defend here, while for the outer villages and towns, I will leave to you, Tyr and myself... Is that okay?"

After saying this, Lancelot kissed Tiamat\'s cheek, and her face flushed slightly; she quickly woke up from his actions, feeling his hand squeezing her ass before she pushed away. "Hey... I am not yours but Guin\'s... bastard..."

She muttered cutely with her cheeks reddening slightly as Lancelot smirked faintly as though he could read her mind; he leaned in the arm of his throne with his legs crossed with a smirk."

"Since Guin is my wife, you should accept me as your master already. Didn\'t it feel good in my arms?"

"Shameless...!" Her body burst out flames, and Lancelot just shook his head; though her face seemed cold and indifferent, he knew her heart wasn\'t rejecting him as strongly anymore.

The bond created by sharing bloodlines was taking root in her heart, whether she liked it or not.

So he would keep working on her with different approaches until she served him like Tyr. "I see, but Camelot needs an honourable Red dragoness to be its protector."

"....Hmph! I don\'t serve humans! And you are just a weak brat," She huffed and sat back down on the ground like a puppy with her tail flailing slightly with a hint of reluctance at the words he spoke.

But Lancelot didn\'t mind because he could see the smile on her face as she turned around and knew that she liked that thought. He would make sure to have Guin mention it again in the future.

"Do you want to go and see the Territory together? Some pesky bandits or monsters might be trying to sneak in and attack."

"...Fine, only because Guin asked me to protect it, nothing else." She replied grumpily, but Lancelot got up and smiled wryly as she walked beside him.

"Get on then, stupid man." Her seductive body transformed into a giant draconic form reaching above the walls where he stepped on her wing tip and leapt onto her back, grabbing ahold of her hard red scales with a smile, as her speed caused them to almost teleport outside the citadel and into the distance among the clouds.

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⁜ Eastern Demon King\'s Throne⁜

"Tell me, what was the tremor that happened soon after we lost Yuna and Garath\'s life signals, Terence?"

In front of a Demon King whose eyes radiated pure red energy that showed a small white skull on his left was a nervous middle-aged human who stood on one knee with his head bowed deeply and refused to look upwards due to fear.

The throne was covered with black obsidian stones, and the roof was adorned with a huge, fearsome demon head statue with horns stretching meters long that held a spear in its jaws towards the man.

Every servant needed to bow deeply or kneel when they arrived near the Demon King, and any who failed to do so would find themselves on a guillotine instantly, regardless of status.

"My king... according to our scouts, it seems as though there was a powerful dungeon breakthrough and expansion underneath a newly appointed young Lord called Lancelot."

"Him...?"

A frown appeared on the demon\'s face; the council mentioned this youth due to the human lords who served as pigs and dogs for the Western demon lords. "The sword dancer already has a city-level territory and killed both Yuna and Garath?"

"How many of his forces did you murder in return? What of his commanders?"

"King... We lost over five hundred men to him alone, and after they appeared dead, we found the bodies missing heads and limbs. His commander was a strange Black Knight clad in armour similar to ours... A Demon... Then his other is a seraph, who crushed over three hundred in the battle..."

"The lord himself... was something beyond a human... he was more of a demon king..."

The man shivered upon remembering that horrifying creature that killed Yuna and Garath without hesitation after wiping out those weaker demons, which shocked him greatly.

"Hmm... How many forces does he have?" Asked the demon king, showing his interest in this youth.

"...We managed to track his army of more than seven hundred frost hares... strangely, they are not sick and are more powerful than the average demon footsoldier. Then he has a smaller number of strange succubi that rely on magic and combat, not their charm... numbering around two hundred, while the amount of angels barely reaches thirty."

"It seems that the fearsome woman with a golden spear is his ally and has more than four hundred half-elf archers..."

Terence continued listing Lancelot\'s forces until finally, the Demon king frowned at the lack of numbers; it was clear that he was weak despite defeating a mid-tier demon lord.

"Did they manage to kill off these frost hares?" He asked, and the man felt chills at the memory of that scene where their forces were like cattle...

"N-No, my Lord... there were less than ten casualties in total... The Lord himself blocked the attacks that would have killed many of them with his own body..."

"Lord Lancelot somehow healed his forces quickly while using skills that allowed them to heal faster, and... they showed no weakness nor injury at all, even when fighting us several times as we tried to destroy their food reserves."

Upon hearing this, the Demon king laughed loudly, his face no longer worried, as he peeked outside to the army with more than ten thousand orcs, demons and ogres... nothing compared to the ones from before.

"He would use his own body to protect mere pawns... What a very human-like action... Hahahaha!"

"Sargosa, come!" A huge deformed troll with three heads stepped forward, holding a huge axe and magical staff in his arms—while not kneeling to the demon king, he clearly showed respect.

"Crush him with five thousand of our strongest units... Crush his pride, destroy his vanity and kill ALL of his troops."

"Y-Yes!" The kneeling human disappeared upon the order, leaving the Demon King to laugh wildly.

"Such a tiny human... thinks he can fight me? Lancelot... Sooner or later, I will kill you and mount you as a trophy..."

The demon king looked to the darkness surrounding his Territory and smiled, hoping the human lord could evolve more... "Fight Sargosa, don\'t disappoint me, and I\'ll send one of my commanders next. Not just a mere captain or vice-captain."

That\'s right... Yuna and Gareth were just Vice-Captains...

Hell was approaching Lancelot slowly, and he had no idea of the demon he had provoked, a demon that would normally have been in the spot he was because of the changes in time—he was instead moved to the Far East.