Chapter 586: Tragedy
Elion watched Esmeralda, Ophelia, Jaeneva, Veyra, Miranda, and Nadia, who were all inspecting the Ark’s grandiose interior with wondrous gazes.
He crossed his arms, leaning against the paned glass near the control centre, and smiled.
It was almost as though the whole matter from before had already been completely left behind them.
Perhaps he was the only one who was still bothered by the whole thing, but their complete disregard for what had just happened was quite... disturbing, to say the least.
Well, maybe they had simply gotten carried away with exploring the Ark.
It was beautiful, after all.
His gaze slowly moved across each of the women.
’As are they...’
Their appearances were all quite different, and each possessed a distinct air that set them apart from the others.
The loud, grey-haired beauty, who seemed to be the most excited out of everyone, possessed an energetic charm that made her very noticeable. She was practically bouncing from one part of the Ark to another.
Then there was the voluptuous purple-haired woman, who was just as loud, with very long front bangs spilling messily over her face, adding to her already unruly appearance.
The blue-haired lady, meanwhile, somehow possessed an even more sinful figure than the others.
Her overspilling mounds and the bulbous cleft of her ass were enough to make one’s eyes water with lust.
One little movement from her would send her assets jiggling and rippling like water.
And then there was the one who had been brutally injured.
She seemed to be the most reserved of them all, quietly observing her surroundings rather than joining in with the others’ excitement.
Her skin was quite pale... not to the point of rivaling Celeste, of course, and, in an odd coincidence, her hair was white as well, much like Celeste’s own.
Her figure was also the most slender among all the succubi, giving her a more delicate appearance despite the fact that Elion had already witnessed just how resilient she could be.
Isla walked over to him with a kind smile, standing by his side before swinging his arm over her shoulder.
"Well, they are quite excited..." she commented.
Elion laughed.
"An understatement of the century..."
His gaze drifted toward the succubi, who were still exploring the Ark with barely contained excitement.
"I don’t know if I should say fortunately or unfortunately, but Mira was right. And it’s even crazier that we made it just in time." Isla said.
Elion gave her a solemn smile.
"I guess I owe Mira now..." He paused, his expression becoming thoughtful. "That was incredible insight from her."
Isla nodded, deciding that it was time to change the topic.
"What are we going to do now?" she asked.
"Well..." Elion glanced toward the front of the Ark. "I guess it’s finally time to make our entrance in Haven. We’ve kept them waiting for quite some time now."
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"I’m sure they’ve stewed for long enough."
Isla placed a hand over her mouth and giggled.
"You’re really looking forward to seeing the looks on their faces, aren’t you?"
Elion’s smile widened.
"Perhaps a little."
Once the succubi seemed to have had enough of gushing over the Ark’s interior, it was finally time for introductions.
Of course, the first thing Esme and Ophelia brought up, even before they could properly begin with that, was the sudden change Elion had undergone.
"Not only did you grow stronger, you suddenly got taller as well, and your general build is almost like that of a dragon now."
Ophelia said with a joyous smile as she wrapped Elion in a tight embrace, leaving his face momentarily buried within the comfort of her fleshy mounds.
Elion escaped from her soft breasts with a breathy inhale.
"Well, that’s because I am partially a dragon now."
Ophelia raised a brow.
"What? Really?"
Elion grinned.
"Yeah. A lot has happened over the last couple of months, and that includes acquiring a decently powerful dragon bloodline for myself."
"That I can see."
Esme stepped forward, pulling him away from Ophelia with a playful smile. She teasingly grabbed his crotch, making Elion’s eyes widen in surprise as she traced his rod with her fingers.
"Ahhhhh... Esme? Your hand..."
Esme smiled, and then she began to gently stroke the bulge through his pants. Slowly, Elion’s rod began to grow stiff.
"Did you miss us?"
"Of course, of course..." Elion laughed. "I missed you plenty."
"In that case, I hope you take good care of me today." Esme placed her other hand over her flat stomach, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. "And don’t even worry about the little one. We can use my other holes if that is what it takes."
Elion gulped, while Isla blushed profusely from the side, completely bewildered by the shamelessness.
Zenith only smiled pleasantly.
"Sure thing."
He had almost forgotten just how lustful these succubi were.
’Seems like I’m going to have quite a bit of work cut out for me going forward.’ He thought inwardly.
After that, they got the introductions out of the way, with Elion finally learning everyone’s names and getting a better feel for their personalities based on the manner in which they introduced themselves.
There was one thing, however, that he couldn’t help but notice.
His gaze lingered on Veyra’s face, more specifically, her mouth.
She was missing a tooth.
Zenith had patched her up as well, and she was more than capable of restoring a missing tooth, so why was Veyra still missing a tooth?
Veyra noticed his stare.
"Hmmm?"
She reached up with her index finger, touching her mouth and feeling the familiar gap between her teeth.
Her eyes widened in horror.
She suddenly realised exactly why Elion was staring.
"No..."
Her expression crumpled. How could Zenith not be capable of restoring her tooth if she could heal Nadia from a half-dead state?
Her voice rose dramatically as she whipped her head toward Ophelia.
"You told her not to restore my tooth! Ahhhhhhhh! Why did you do this to meeeee?!"
Veyra threw herself onto her knees, clutching at Ophelia’s feet as though she had just suffered some great tragedy.
"Now look! The champion has seen me without a tooth!"
"I have no idea what you’re talking about."
"You told Lady Zenith not to restore my tooth!" Ophelia’s lips twitched.
"Why would you do this to me?!"
Ophelia stared down at her with an utterly unimpressed expression.
"You are being ridiculous, Veyra."
"Ridiculous?!"
Veyra’s tears flowed even more dramatically.
"This is a tragedy!" She buried her face against Ophelia’s legs. "My beautiful smile..."
The sight earned a chorus of laughs from the others, but Elion’s laughter faded much faster, a rare stern look making its way onto his face.
It was moments like these that he wanted to protect, and he had almost failed to do so. His gaze lingered on the six succubi for a moment before he quietly turned away.
Regardless, he let the ladies continue doing their thing while he moved toward the control centre of the Ark.
He gave the Ark its travel instructions, then checked the map displayed on the panel, taking note of their estimated time of arrival.