Chapter 115: Selecting an Estate Building
<Status Report!>
<User: Silas Cupid Ashard>
<Race: Heartweaver Fae (Wingless)>
<Rank: SSS>
<Title(s): Exalted Orc Dominator, The First>
<Age: 18>
<Level: 20>
<EXP: 0 / 1020>
<Core Functions: Active!>
<Mana: 3005/3005>
<Strength: 51+10=61>
<Speed: 50+10=60>
<Stamina: 55+10=65>
<Agility: 48+10=58>
<Intelligence: 54>
<Endurance: 50>
<Cupid Points: 108,900,300+10,000=108,910,300>
<Heartweaver’s Racial Traits and Abilities:>
- Heartweaver Physique (Passive)
- Heart Sense (Passive)
- Fate Thread Vision (Passive)
- Heart Domain (Passive)
- Thread Stitch
|Note: More abilities would be unlocked the more you evolve|
<Ability & Related Skills:>
<Ability: Thread Manipulation:>
<Stage 1:>
- Thread Perception
- Thread Sight
- Thread Analysis
- Weak Point Detection
<Stage 2:>
- Physical Thread Manipulation
- Razor Thread
- Thread Spear
- Marionette Grip
- Web Domain
<Cupid’s Traits:>
- Lust (Unranked)
- Mischief (Unranked)
- Battle (Unranked)
- Possession and Obsession (Unranked)
<Skills:>
- Smooth Talker (Lvl 5)
- Sex Machine (Lvl 6)
- Prowess (Lvl 7)
- Dagger Arts (Lvl 2)
- Martial Arts (Lvl 3)
- Fated Echo (2)*
- Orc King’s Vision
- Orc King’s Strength
- Perfect Stature
- Archery (Lvl 1)
- Talons of Tyranny (New!)
- Solar Wings (New!)
- Sunball (New!)
<Marked Partners:>
- Anna Miles
- Gromda Ashard
- Chloe Montreal
<Cupid Abilities:>
-Desire Manipulation>
-Charm Reflex>
-Targeted Obsession>
-Fated Connection>
<Cupid Weapon Set:>
-Cupid Arrow Sets:>
- Piercing Arrows (Unlocked!)
-Cupid Bow Set:>
- Wooden Hunter Bow (Unlocked!)
<System Perks:>
- Shop
- Storage*
- World Catalogue*
***
’Why does it look as if I’m building sexual strength instead of actual power?’ Silas couldn’t help but ask after checking his current system stats. It was looking very good, and he’d even gotten a plus 10 increment in all his physical stats, which was very good. He could already feel the increase in strength.4
He felt that his battle with the huge chicken would’ve been easier and faster with his current strength. But looking at his stats, the way stamina, endurance, sex machine, and prowess had increased was shocking. Especially, endurance, which had gotten a whole 20+ increment.
He could already figure out the cause for it: Last night’s battle with Anna. She had stretched him thin and wide. He shivered just thinking about it. That blowjob session was beyond humane.
Any other person would’ve collapsed from it.
[Last night’s battle with Anna contributed greatly.]
Silas immediately shivered.
’Don’t remind me.’ He subconsciously crossed his legs. ’That woman is terrifying.’
[You are really lucky she is human.]
Silas frowned.
’What does that mean?’
[If she had turned out to be a succubus...]
Silas’s face immediately paled.
’Don’t scare me like that!’
[My bad.]
[To think you developed a phobia for blowjobs.]
’This idiot...’
Silas stared at the glowing pink screen floating before him for a long while. Objectively speaking, his growth was insane.
Level 20.
He had gained three new skills from defeating the Solar Tyrant, which meant he was objectively becoming stronger. And yet, his eyes refused to leave one particular line: Sex Machine (Lvl 6).
’This thing leveled up again.’
The system answered immediately.
[It did.]
’I can see that.’
[...]
’It concerns me.’
[Why?]
’My battle skills barely increase, but this keeps shooting upward.’
[That’s because you use it more.]
Silas froze, his eyes widening a bit.
’What?’
[Prowess also reached Level 7.]
’I noticed!’
[Congratulations.]
’I don’t want your congratulations!’
The system seemed genuinely confused as it answered.
[Would you prefer condolences?]
Silas rubbed his forehead.
"My point is... shouldn’t I be getting stronger from fighting?"
[You are.]
"It doesn’t feel like it."
[You fought an A-Rank world boss yesterday.]
"..."
[You punched a giant chicken hard enough to split a mountain.]
"..."
[Your Strength increased.]
"..."
[Your Endurance increased.]
"..."
[Your Mana increased.]
"..."
[Your weapon mastery improved.]
"..."
[You acquired three new combat skills.]
"..."
[And yet your biggest concern is that Sex Machine leveled up?!]
Silas slowly looked toward the ceiling.
’When you put it that way...’
[You sound ridiculous.]
He clicked his tongue. ’My issue is the implication.’
Just then, he felt something soft lean against his shoulder. Silas looked away from the status screen to check what was happening and found Anna had quietly climbed onto the sofa beside him, or rather, half onto him.
She rested her head against his chest with a quiet sigh. Unlike her usual composed self, she looked unusually tired.
"Morning," she muttered.
Silas instinctively began running his fingers through her dark brown hair. The action had become almost natural.
"You okay?"
"I’m alive."
"That’s not an answer."
"It is."
He narrowed his eyes.
"You’re limping."
Anna buried her face deeper into his chest. "Don’t remind me."
Silas coughed awkwardly.
"I..."
"You don’t have to apologize."
"..."
"I volunteered."
"Still..."
Anna chuckled softly. "Just don’t look so guilty."
Silas scratched his cheek.
"Noted."
They remained like that for another minute, simply enjoying the quiet and their presence with each other. Eventually, Anna spoke again.
"I’ve been thinking."
"Hm?"
"You should stop living in the academy apartment."
Silas blinked. "Huh? I recently started living here. It has even been a month."
"You own three estates."
"True..."
"And you can choose any of them based on a location at any time. I know of one estate that is only a little over a kilometer from Valecrest."
Silas raised an eyebrow.
"I forgot about that."
"I know." Anna poked his forehead. "You’ve been acting like someone who just won the lottery."
"I kinda did."
She couldn’t argue with that.
"It’ll be safer."
She continued, "More space, better security... And..." She looked around the rather crowded apartment. "...I think we’re beginning to outgrow this place."
Silas looked around as well, taking in the space around. She wasn’t wrong. Between himself, Anna, Chloe, Gromda, and the frequent appearance of Alpha, which was caused by him, most of the time, the apartment already felt cramped.
"Fair enough."
He picked up his phone. "I’ll call the attorney."
The call barely rang twice.
"Good morning, Mr. Ashard." The attorney answered almost immediately.
"Morning. I’d like to move into one of my estates."
"Certainly. I’ll prepare everything immediately."
The efficiency surprised even Silas.
"That fast?"
"We’ve been expecting this request."
"Seriously?"
"Yes, sir."
Within three minutes, a secure link arrived on Silas’s phone. Opening it revealed detailed information about all three estates. Floor plans, interior photographs, drone footage, maintenance reports, and estimated travel time to Valecrest. Even nearby facilities.
Silas whistled.
"This is thorough."
Right then, the bedroom door opened. Chloe walked out first, rubbing sleep from her eyes while carrying a cup of tea, strange how she got it in the first place. Behind her came Gromda, whose oversized shirt somehow still looked tight on her enormous frame.
The shirt wasn’t exactly oversized, well, not for her, but it would surely be on the others.
"What are you doing?" Chloe asked.
"House shopping."
"Already?"
Silas handed them the phone. "Help me choose."
The three girls immediately became interested.
For nearly twenty minutes, the living room became surprisingly, yet unsurprisingly, lively.
"This one has the biggest kitchen," Chloe observed.
Gromda pointed at another. "This one has large yard."
Anna shook her head.
"Too far from campus."
Silas nodded in agreement. "Agreed."
Another estate appeared, and everyone fell silent, taking in its details. The drone footage displayed a beautiful modern mansion surrounded by lush gardens and tall maple trees.
A long stone driveway led toward a three-story home built from white stone and dark glass.
The backyard contained a swimming pool, an outdoor training ground, a greenhouse, and enough open land for Gromda to train without destroying neighboring properties.
The interior was equally impressive, showing a very spacious living room, a modern kitchen, an indoor gym, which made Gromda’s eyes sparkle, eight bedrooms, a private underground garage, and a rooftop terrace overlooking part of the city.
Travel time to Valecrest was seven minutes by car. That was approximately one kilometer away, if they used a car, more if they walked.
Silas looked toward the girls and asked, already expecting an answer expressing their agreement.
"Thoughts?"
Chloe smiled. "I like it."
"It’s practical." Anna nodded.
Gromda’s eyes sparkled. "There is space."
Silas laughed.
"I figured that would be your first concern."
She nodded without shame.
"I am large."
"Fair point."
Silas tapped the screen.
"I’ll take this one."
Less than a minute later, his attorney called back.
"Congratulations, Mr. Ashard. The property has been transferred to your active residence. The cleaning staff is already on their way. Utility services have been restored. Security systems have been activated. You may move in whenever you’re ready."
Silas lowered the phone slowly, smiling wryly, and commented in a resigned tone.
"Being rich is convenient."
The system chimed in immediately.
[Congratulations.]
Silas smirked. "For what this time?"
[You unlocked a new base.]
"That’s not even a system feature."
[I decided it should be.]
The decision took less than thirty minutes. The consequences of that decision would last much longer.
The estate they’d chosen wasn’t the largest among the three Silas owned, nor was it the most luxurious. However, it was the closest to Valecrest Collegiate Grounds, located barely a kilometer away in one of City A’s most prestigious residential districts.
It was exactly what they needed. Large enough to accommodate everyone, private enough to keep reporters from camping outside every morning, and spacious enough that Gromda wouldn’t accidentally demolish a wall simply by stretching after waking up.
Silas stared at the confirmation message on his phone before smiling to himself.
"Home."
The word felt strange. For years, "home" had simply been wherever he happened to sleep that night. Now, he actually had one. His home. A place his parents had left behind. A place waiting for him all this time.