Crusader King, Chapter 17 (Patreon)

Time passed by all to quickly as the world went to hell all around me. The yearly 'Calamity' hit hit the shield of the western side of the civilized world like an endless tide of depraved destruction.

Literally ten thousand monsters at the very least attacked every... Single, fucking day. Without pause. Whether it be rain, sunshine, or heavy snow. Or a literal tornado tearing through the surroundings I created through ritually fucking Radomira through an entire night. 

The monsters did not stop coming down from the northern wastes of the world. They NEVER stopped coming.

But in the meantime, a lot of things could happen during a massive and constant monster invasion. Like two 'evil' Drow cunts that 'totally' were siding with the invading monsters and were using lesser demons to assassinate nobles of Princess Alicia's court.

Those two drow were part of the slaver group that was transporting Radomira to be trafficked in the capital. And after being worked over by my cult, they learned to follow their orders most effectively.

So here we were. A month into the winter months with endless monster attacks and countless tens of thousands of monsters dead, while several thousand human men were dead, especially.

Most women actually 'survived' fighting on the walls of Feoh as the monsters were trying to collect them to drag them away for breeding and other horrible fates. And most of the time... Most of the time my knights could save them before they were too far gone.

A loud clicking rang out as I tapped my metal gauntlet-covered hand on a marble desk in one of the four magic tower's that Alicia helpfully gave me clearance to have built with the aid of my 'retinue', or in other words, my cult.

Each magic tower acted as a focus as people with extra magical energy were paid each day to drain themselves at the tower to fuel the powerful magic spells I inlaid into the towers to act as siege weapons.

Siege weapons we needed... I wasn't hoarding the mana like I wished to. As it turns out, strong knights, even with knock off ki to use their life force to enhance their strength. Can't beat a fifty-foot-tall giant whose skin was layered with scales.

Clearly, an offspring of a giant forcing itself on a dragoness and that bastard killed over a hundred strong knights. And it broke Artoria's shoulder before I blasted it to death with a lightning bolt that used the mana of over fifteen thousand people who put their mana into the towers.

"Still two more months of this bullshit... No wonder Vult decided to call it quits early even if he already has the strength to break the world. There is just so many damned monsters." I muttered with some annoyance.

And it wasn't this worlds hentai logic that was bugging me at this moment. It was the sheer stupid amounts of monsters that were flooding down the north. 

It would make sense if this world had like some kind of 'Hero' even if she was just fuck meat who would get insta-lost by half the demon generals or something. Or if it was dude, his party would be cucked or something.

But the reality was, darkness in monsters. Depravity itself and the sins of this world far outweighed the 'good' in hope and a hero rising to the occasion.

And this wasn't just musing on how stupid this world was... As a mage of some power now, who had bound a goddess to being my own fuck toy. I could feel the way the world worked and there was NO hope or hero for this world. 

The light hadn't be smothered. It hadn't died with a whimper as the darkness stabbed through it's heart.

No, the light of this world was a slut who let her big brother darkness take her in while all the other 'gods' of the setting watched with cheer.

"Food stores are fine as well. Sadly, though, those monsters don't have food issues either. They will literally eat roots, grass, and anything else without any issues so I can't starve them out either." I muttered as I considered way's to force the waves of monsters back.

As I came here to fuck Princess Alicia into a puddle and at least take over the western half of the civilized world while the easter half burned to ashes with Vult leaving it mostly defenseless.

But the problem was. Was it that there was so many monsters that I often took to the field to prevent large amounts of lost lives on my own side.

I paused as I looked down at the surrounding fields and maps of the slightly mountainous region of Feoh. There was... A metric fuck ton of dead monsters and lost soldiers in the area.

I chewed on my inner cheek as I considered my thought... Before I said bluntly. "Fuck it. This world doesn't even have war crimes anyway."

I got up and then left my magic tower as I headed directly towards Princess Alicia with Albedo and Castorice following me in their identities as my servant and guard.

Princess Alicia herself was in her study in her full battle 'uniform' that consisted of a micro-skirt, shoulder pauldrons. And a top that was more of a suggestion than actual coverage for her ample tits.

"Jake is another wave of monsters coming today?!" Alicia said as she got up with a tired look in her eyes, even as she readied herself for more endless combat.

I shook my head, and then with a glance, I said to Castorice and Albedo. "You two step outside. I need to speak with Princess Alicia about something important."

Alicia gave my two women a look before she looked to her own servant girl. She said more calmly, even as she sat down with that exhaustion. "Sylvia, you head out as well. This is a confidential conversation, correct?" 

"Correct," I said simply, with all three irrelevant women to this conversation leaving, and the room being left to us just two. And Alicia gave a heavy sigh of exhaustion as the door closed with a crisp noise.

Alicia took a deep breath before she leaned back in her chair, waved towards the seat in front of her desk for me to sit within.

I didn't take the offered seat. Instead I approached Alicia directly and leaned over the desk and over her slightly as I said bluntly. "The walls are breaking down after that dragon-blooded giant hit it with its giant club. We need to buy time for repairs to be done."

Left unsaid was how utterly fucked we would be if the walls broke down and we needed to fight inside of the city. Or even worse, fighting outside the walls, where sneaking monsters would just snatch female knights up and disappear.

Princess Alicia bit her lower lip before she said weakly. "What can I do? You know we can't fight outside the walls, and it's siege equipment to kill the giant-sized monsters with their balistae and such." 

I looked Princess Alicia in the eye, and I said bluntly. "I can buy us a good couple of weeks of 'peace' but it's not going to look good."

Alicia leapt forward and took my hands into her own as she said excitedly. "Whatever it is Jake! I will happily accept a couple of weeks of peace! With that, we could fix and reinforce walls! We could get an extra shipment of supplies from the hidden towns and villages as well!"

I then said my solution bluntly. "A large ritual of necromancy to raise all the unburied dead in the monsters that surround us. I will raise them in massive numbers and then I will send them on a death march towards the north to buy us time." 

Princess Alicia was still a Princess Knight. And my idea of a necromancer, all too clearly, was against her 'knightly honor' of fighting monsters in a micro-skirt that wanted to force themselves upon her.

"That... That can't be necessary Jake. I mean, we can't be being reduced to that!" Alicia said with a grimace, though noticably she hadn't let go of my hands.

I sighed with a helpless look as I said 'tiredly' to Princess Alicia, and I even avoided using her title as well. "Alica, my knights and retinue are tied up in dealing with summoned demons and monsters in the hidden tunnels beneath the city. Your very own City Governor was a traitor who opened the main city gate, which led to the loss of Duke Francis and his own forces."

The said governor was the fat bastard who forced himself and mind broke Alicia in the canon timeline. With the help of Albedo, it was child's play to steal several documents and forge his handwriting and back-and-forth letters with the 'arch enemy' in Olga Discordia.

And that Duke, who was collateral damage? Well, the previous night, his men at his orders tried to snatch up Castorice as he wanted to 'taste' an elven female knight.

But those were still too heavy weights of Princess Alicia's court and with their loss. Alicia was very much floundering as she was a 'Knight' and not a leader of her kingdom, which was the Shield of the western world.

'She is holding onto knightly values when even right now... Dozens of her lady knights, who were kidnapped is having endless trains ran on them by monsters. She is weak, just as weak as Prim Fiore.' I thought.

Though her weakness was in the knightly values, she tried to keep her mind strong.

There was a pause as Alicia met my gaze and there was a lasting silence as she didn't speak until I realized she had no answer for me either.

Seeing that, I gave her hands a squeeze before I said with finality. "Then it's settled. The ritual will occur tomorrow at dawn. As by then all the workers will be ready. I will then awaken the dead to cut off the mid-morning monster rush, and you need to direct all the workers to fix and reinforce the walls." 

The beautiful blond princess bit her lower lip before she grabbed my wrist as I pulled back, and she said quickly. "Jake, I understand! I won't let your sacrifice go. I will secure the walls and Feoh even with this unprecedented winter monster horde, will prosper!"

I smiled thinly. Not because I was accepting her 'understanding' and support for my sacrifice of using such a massive form of black magic. But because I had a greater plan in mind.

After a month of watching monsters' rapacious actions, I was thinking it was time for me to be more reactive... I was going directly towards the 'source' using the power of a ritually enhanced, unending army of the dead.

I was going to walk up to Olga Discordia and her organization of dark elves who hated the world. And I was going to leave her a certain present... 

"Alicia, I am going to need you to have as many people as possible donate their extra mana at the magic towers. Can I trust that with you?" 

Alicia hurriedly nodded and said firmly! "Of course, Jake! You can trust me!"

As she said that, she placed a fist over her heart and in doing so. She pushed her top to the side, and I caught a glimpse of a pink nipple.

But I only gave it a glance before I nodded, even as she didn't even notice her state of dress, and I made my way out of her office and headed towards my own private quarters in Alicia's castle.

Once I got into the privacy of my sealed quarters, Albedo broke the disguise on her demonic blood, and she elegantly tossed her dark hair to the side with her large breasts bouncing with the motion.

"Bah, why didn't you bend Alicia over that desk and just use her virginity for the ritual master?" Albedo pouted as she asked.

I smiled thinly as I said evenly. "The virginity of a Princess Knight who bears the blessing of the world shoudn't be wasted for a moment of desire."

Then, with an even look, I gazed at Albedo, who yelped and kneeled as she cupped her pubic region, as her binding curse crackled with pink lighting, and the seal over her womb crackled.

"And why are you demanding answers? What, you wanted to be used in that ritual too I suppose?" I said teasingly even as Albedo's eyes rolled up and she moaned loudly.

Thankfully, Castorice was much stronger of mind, and she said quietly. "I will make sure the rest of our people also contribute as much mana as possible without taking life span off of them for the ritual."

I nodded even as I cut off the mana flow to Albedo's womb seal. Making her whine at the loss of sensation.

Still after a moment of thought, I wondered what would happen if I used Radomira as the focus of such a necromancy ritual... With how tantric energy ruled this world, what effects would her divine energy have on the ritual, actually?

Would the skeletons form weird boob plates? Would the ghosts grow big fat tits to boot?

It was actually a funny thought. Besides the reality that the vast majority of monsters that were to be raised were male anyway.

"How is Artoria, Castorice? Has her shoulder healed up?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, Jake, she is being rather difficult in fact." Castorice said with a wry smile before she added helplessly.

"She wants to return to the battlefield but has to wait not only for her wounds to fully heal and the soreness to subside, but she broke all three great swords she brought with her and is waiting for a new one to be made." 

"So long as she isn't running out there without a weapon, I will happily accept a grouchy Artoria." I said with a shake of my head before I exhaled and went to my room.

And seeing Radomira, the conduit to the goddess of depravity and darkness, sleeping on a 'doggy bed' at the foot of my bed. I called out with a roll of my eyes as I had realized something.

If it was Radomira, mind-breaking others and encouraging depravity as was her nature. Then she was going to be a magnet for other's to use at their leisure... As the subtle mind-altering aura of a goddess conduit wasn't something to look down on.

"Come on and help me in the shower." I said.

And after a lovely shower with both Albedo and Radomira helping wash me, which was a wonderful way to relax, even without the mandatory blowjob involved. It was a good way to mentally rest as tomorrow was going to be a mess.

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The next late morning held a silent pressure as Radomira and Castorice helped me set up the ritual that would see a corridor tear through the endless monster hordes.

The ritual site itself was made using a rather 'plain' ritual circle, seeing as it was only a ritual circle made to contain the massive amount of mana I myself couldn't hold.

"Radomira, come here." I said calmly, even as the ritual circle glowed painfully bright from the collected untapped mana of several tens of thousands of civilians.

My wonderfully pre-mind-broken pet happily approached with no fear of the ritual circle that could render her mortal form to ashes if she misstepped.

And as she approached, I grabbed her by her oh so sensitive horns and brought her curse seal on her womb to life making her moan and collapse against me.

Then my vision went pink as the tantric energy that channeled from her to me through the womb seal. Then, I interfaced with the massive amount of mana flowing through my magic towers as I then began to chant in a tongue that no human made.

I spoke of death. I spoke of renewal. I coaxed the resting dead from hell, where all monsters belonged to. And as a dark storm formed around the city kingdom of Feoh.

A loud rumble of black lightning tore through the sky above us. Darkening the world even during the bright late morning.

My chanting then turned darker, the words to coax the dead into unlife became curses of control. A song of domination that lashed their already decayed and broken souls.

But the control was weak, there was far too many undead for me to have even a minior mental connection with. Instead, I enlayed a simple order within their mutating forms as they rose from their once eternal rest.

[Go north, and slay all that you see.] 

During the long winter right now... There was no normal animals to the north. There was ZERO towns and human/sentient settlements that belonged to the forces of Good to the north of Feoh.

I gave them such a simple order simply because it was the best way for me to get things done with the least amount of energy spent. As well causing me the least mental stress.

"Fucking hells..." I muttered as blinding mental pain rang out and I could feel blood dripping from my nose and eye's as I even with the weakest possible connection to all the undead in order to even give them that single order.

The sheer amount of tens of thousands of undead and mental connections had more than exhausted my mental strength.

'No wonder it's always Litches who do mass necromancy... They don't have soft and fleshy brains that contain their mental force.' I thought helplessly before I casted a healing spell using Radomira as the focus making her explosively orgasm.

And with a hot heated feeling of healing magic healing my hurt mental sea. I also knew that using Radomira like this was going to leave me backed up with several loads with the stupid amount of tantric energy that ran through the two of us.

"Mashtter!" Radomira slurred, her brain obviously on vaction after being used as the condom for tens of thousands of peoples different mana in this ritual.

With my hand still on Radomira's horn. I pulled down my pants and actually moaned in relief as I slipped my cock down her throat and her head hit my waist.

"Castorice... Get the elite knights and mages of the cult ready along with my carriage. We are going to follow the horde north." 

A moan rang out in answer from Radomira who came once again from our shared enjoyment as she rode off of my pleasure as well.

And with a bit of a shaky nod. Castorice moved to obey... Even as I saw a streak of fluid trail down the side of her leg. 

'I wonder if that bit was from Radomira's lust infecting even her controlled mind... Or just the power I flexed?' I thought with some amuesment even as I properly grabbed Radomira by the horns and began throat fucking her.

With how excited I was, it didn't take long for the dark goddess conduit to get her serving and with my balls drained... To an extent. My mind was much more clearer.

'I would like to say my mind is clear anyway. But running a ritual through a tantric filter is making my fucking balls itch as they are refilling with cum.' I thought helplessly as I coudn't help but eye the Rose Knight's riding along side my carriage and their tits bouncing as they rode their horses.

And it didn't take long after we left the city past the main gate for the sounds of my rituals actions to reach even inside of my carriage.

"Jake, a giant bone dragon is destroying a camp of giants. Do you want us to destroy them?" Artoria asked even as I gave her a harsh look for being here at all.

But still I shook my head and said calmly. "No! Let the undead do their grim duty. And as they push forward, so do we behind them!"

Normally I would be worried about the hordes of summoned undead getting caught up and either the undead attacking us. Or likewise monsters flanking us.

But monster's inherently were beings of darkness. They wanted to eat humans, they wanted to force themselves upon them. There was... Zero value in their minds in fighting undead monsters who felt no pain. And only wanted their own deaths.

Loud roars that were swiftly were cut off became the norm as we followed the legion of undead. Slowly, but surely as we headed towards the far north of the world.

Thankfully we prepared well so we weren't going to suffer as these monsters do as the ground itself was dead grey without life. The world itself became darker each day as likewise the dead earth became an accursed black as well.

"I almost pity the monsters who live in these lands. Even during the summer when life is at it's strongest. These lands are still harsh and without much in the way of sustenance." I said quietly as I looked out of my carriage and at the surrounding Deadlands.

The tens of thousands of undead even now were forcing their way north and to the west and east as they chased any monsters they came across. Which meant... That my genocide worked as only a few flying monsters could mess with us.

And this trip lasted another five days before the dead lands somehow became even more desolate and one of those two drow mages that worked with those slavers reported that we were being scryed remotely currently.

"There it is... The Dark Citadel." I said with a cold smirk as I stepped onto the desolate sands that surrounded it.

Olga Discordia... Supposedly the most powerful magic caster in this entire world. And in order to protect her few remaining pure blooded dark elf kin. Because it turns out, peeling a guy's dick like a banana was a terrible way to encourage your races prosperity.

She decided in ALL of her wisdom that in order to protect the race of pure blooded dark elves. Who mind you, all hated her and almost entirely lived underground in the Underdark cities.

To surround all of the Northern Lands in a grand barrier so that the terrible sourthern's coudn't invade her land... The problem was, she however powerful she was. Wasn't powerful enough to fuel this barrier and had crippled herself as well as sucked all the vitality out of her land.

She LITERALLY overused her magic so badly and crippled herself to the point that she can't even cancel the barrier that has turned her home into a desert conceptually incable of sustaining life. 

"Vult was right about one thing... She really is the most stupid of cunts." I said with a cold smile as I could feel it. Olga was scrying our movements.

But her castle? All but undefended as she put on a facade overwhelming strength to keep her own monsters from forcing themselves upon them. And she was still unliked and not followed by her own people despite being their queen.

'Honestly. It's likely they just named Olga queen of the dark elf race just to match Celestine.' I thought even as I marshaled my power and moved with force towards the castle.

I felt the air shift as I lead our group and then I snorted as I converted my body to copper as a massive bolt of lightning slammed into me... And I strode out of the lightning with arcs of years of compressed mana sparked between the threads of gold in my cape.

"Such a rude meeting Olga Discordia! What, you can invade my lands and I can't come say hello to you!?" I roared with my mana flaring as I pulled power from Radomira as well.

There was no answer... No answer but the dark thick metal door leading into the Dark Citadel quickly closing. 

"Fucking coward. You kill your own land, send your monsters to rape and pillage. And when someone dares to call you out on your fucking evil bullshit. You just close your edgy ass door?" I spoke to myself even as I pulled more, and more power from Radomira to the point I was pulling a stiffy as I walked forward.

But my aura walk woudn't be ruined by my dick poking past my belt line. I raised up a hand... And I sent my own 'greetings' at Olga's citadel.

A blinding pillar of lightning hit the large gate like a bomb going off with the gate exploding into melted slag and shrapnel that exploded into a dead and empty court yard.

And with heavy steps I continued without a glance at the empty citadel that only had weak imps that were obviously bound to Olga as servants.

My knights could take care of them without issue.