Crusader King, Chapter 21 (Patreon)

Seeing Vult after several more days dying and his army fleeing to terrorize the greater world as I kept throwing stupidly radioactive materials everywhere. I realized something very valuable about myself.

I was a villain myself. As, while I did felt naught but pity for the mind-broken miko and dwarf slut princesses. And wished I could fold them in half to fill their cunts with my seed as well as they were, by all accounts, beautiful in their own ways.

'Dwarf princess aside, her body wasn't to my taste at all.' 

The sense of victory, the... delight I had at raiding and stealing of Kin's books of wonderfully horrible and cruel books based on breaking the minds of my enemies with curses and binding demons.

None of that compared to the burning feeling of wanting to stand over Vult's dying form to gloat. To tell the bastard who threatened my life those months ago that I had won.

The reason such information about myself was so valuable was simple. I knew the villain code. One of it's main rules was to NEVER Gloat! Another major rule was to NEVER... EVER hold your enemy hostage for ANY reason! Kill your enemies on sight if you had the ability.

A bloody cough rang out inside of Vult's silent tent as while he had used the last of his strength earlier to kill some kobolds that wanted to eat him.

And now his entire war camp was a dead zone. A dead zone where you couldn't even look at with a video camera due to the amount of radiation turning the screen into fuzz.

I had poured so much Polonium into the surrounding air that the air itself was stably over a hundred and thirty degrees Celsius due to the massive thermal energy bleed-off of the stupidly radioactive element.

Finally, I 'stepped' forward I turned my hand into extremely dense Osmium and shaped it into a spiked hammer before I lifted my hand up and went to bring it down on Vult's skull!

And for a brief moment, just before my literal hammer hand came down on Vult's head... I saw the semi-melted muscles of his mouth twitch up in a disgusting smile of relief before the hammer crushed his melted bones which had. All the bone marrow cancer imaginable.

Pulling the melted gore mallet out of the canyon I smashed into Vult's skull... I followed another important life lesson and double, then triple tapped the bloody mess until any semblance of a skull and neck was unrecognizable.

"And so lived Vult... A bastard born of evil, lived in evil, and died to another evil man. You will be missed by some of your men Vult; at least go in some comfort knowing that." I said quietly to my rival and protagonist of this damned world.

Then I finally left the tent made of dragon scales which was the only surviving tent that escaped the fires of extremely high temp large quantities of radioactive materials I left everywhere.

And as I flew up into the air and was about to take off... I paused as I looked at the dead silent war camp and I realized I should probably seal this place up.

So with a sigh, I got to work putting a dense stone dome over it so that the radioactive material would have time to hopefully go away as I covered up the dome with alot of dirt and debris to make it look like just another hill.

'If someone busts open that little Chornobyl... It's not my fault, I disguised it as a random-ass giant hill.' I thought helplessly.

But with that done. I began the very long flight, specifically down south around the elvish forest that separated the eastern and western lands.

After two days of flying at high speed, I eventually reached Geofu and while hidden, I saw that my cultists had already secured the Statue of the Light Goddess, and there was already news of Celestine's actions.

Everyone on the streets was talking about how Celestine and her clergy were planning to open a new 'church' within the kingdom and city of Feoh. So with that I was able to take a good break in Geofu before I continued flying north, now towards Feoh.

And finally, after the third day of flying across the majority of the damned known world and only pausing for slight breaks to recover my magic. I finally reached Feoh and found Celestine was already in my magic tower.

Flying in through my balcony, I saw she was just reading a book about herbology, specifically magical flower's and their uses in poison and potions.

Celestine's soft green eye's took in my form and she said quietly. "Come Jake, come and let me comfort you. As I see the heavy thoughts in your eyes."

My lips twitched before I shrugged and strode over. Celestine elegantly stood up, and she pulled me down to the couch and 'forcefully' gave me a lap pillow with her massive breasts hanging over my face so I couldn't see her face at all.

"How was moving the statue? I can feel its power being defused into the ritual site as well." I said with a hum.

Celestine was quiet for a moment before her hand gently went to my head and began stroking through my hair as she spoke.

"The statue is still in one piece, and the accumulated faith energy remains as you so needed. Is there anything else you need for the ritual at this point?"

I exhaled heavily and said tiredly. "No, I have... Another great source of power in evil that contrasts with your own power. A neutral power source, as well as the spatial coordinates of the world we will be going towards next."

After a moment of silence as I considered the steps needed for igniting the ritual that would make a stable gateway to an entirely different universe and core world.

I asked another pressing question that came to mind. "What happened with Chloe and Olga after I teleported them here? Do you know what has happened with them?"

Celestine let out a soft hum before she said helplessly. "Those two... They seem to be under the care of Radomira."

And as she spoke the name Radomira, I could tell she, being the incarnation of the goddess of Light and all that which was Good. Could tell that something was off with Radomira.

But there didn't seem to be any ill will from here? Either way, I took a deep breath and spoke. "Well, I am at the finishing line of this race to a greener field... But for now, I am going to take a good rest before I check on those two and deal with the ritual."

Celestine shifted slightly before she gently lifted me so she could slide down to lay beside me on the couch and she drew my face into her heavenly breasts.

"Then rest sweetly, Jake Bariss. Allow your dreams to be of soft meadows and naught but peace within my bosom." She whispered into my hair.