Chapter 151: Military Reorganization and Fortress Control
Kellar gave Helga’s waist a gentle squeeze before releasing her and turning toward the guards who had just arrived with the convoy.
"Helga, meet the ten police officers who will be staying here," said Kellar, gesturing toward the uniformed group that came to attention. "They are trained to manage personnel within the city. They know urban pacification protocols, riot control, and conflict mediation among the residents. Their strength lies in maintaining social order without having to resort to brute military force."
Helga observed the ten men, noting the difference between their disciplined yet approachable demeanor and the unyielding toughness of the vanguard soldiers.
"The army shouldn’t remain inside the city to keep the peace," Kellar continued in a firm tone. "I’m taking the other twenty riflemen with me. Keeping combat troops on constant urban patrol only creates unnecessary tension among civilians. However, if the situation ever gets complicated and you need them, you only have to request it; I’ll send them to you to resolve any issue."
"Where will you send them then?" asked Helga, crossing her arms over her chestplate. "Are they heading back to the main village?"
"I’m sending them back to the Red Forest to protect and maintain the supply line, at least for a while until the whole sector stabilizes," Kellar explained, looking out toward the newly cleared highway. "Right now, they are less than two hours away at a normal marching pace from the civilians, and at the speed my veteran troops move, they could be here in just twenty minutes at a full march if an emergency arises. Plus, they’ll clear all the surrounding areas of remaining beasts. We’ll have a mobile squad clearing the perimeter and a stationed one at the resin collection outpost."
Helga nodded with clear satisfaction, understanding the strategy right away.
"With the police on the streets and the mobile brigade covering the pass, the fortress will be safer than ever," said Helga, a calm smile gracing her lips. "And the flow of resources won’t suffer any interruption."
After organizing the security forces, Kellar walked alongside Helga, Elia, and Liora toward the fortress’s great central hall. The interior was warm, heated by stone hearths fed with coal extracted from the secondary mines.
Elia examined the layout of the space with a critical eye, pulling out a small scroll where she was already drafting the initial outlines of the educational plan.
"Helga," Elia began, catching the mayoress’s attention. "We will need a spacious area near the residential barracks. Early tomorrow morning, we’ll start assessing the reading and writing levels of the residents. We’ll divide the students into three shifts so we don’t disrupt the mining extraction schedules or the police patrols."
"I have the old west warehouse building ready to be prepared," Helga replied, showing interest. "It’s spacious and has good lighting. I’ll send a crew tomorrow to build the wooden benches and tables."
Liora smiled joining the conversation.
"We won’t just teach reading and basic math," Liora added, looking at Kellar with pride. "We will also instill the moral principles and doctrine of the Overlord Tribe. Every inhabitant of this fortress will know why we work and where we are headed under the leadership of the Great Shaman."
Kellar took a moment to watch his three women coordinate the settlement’s management in perfect harmony. The tribe’s dominion was no longer just a matter of military strength or territorial conquests; civil structure, logistics, and education were finally fitting together like the gears of a well-oiled machine.
"Excellent," said Kellar, taking his glass of wine specially sent to Helga and the soldiers from the main village. "Tomorrow at dawn, I’ll inspect the iron mines with Helga before supervising the outpost setup in the Red Forest. Let’s make sure the momentum doesn’t drop."
Kellar set his glass of wine on the carved wooden table and looked at Helga with a mild smile on his lips.
"Enough work for today," said Kellar, standing up. "Why don’t we show Helga what it means to be part of a real family?"
Elia and Liora exchanged a knowing glance before stepping forward toward the mayoress. Without hesitation, they both began to gently unbuckle the leather straps and undo the light armor plates covering Helga’s body, starting to undress her.
Helga tensed up her cheeks burning with a deep blush from the surprise as she tried to process what was happening.
"W-what does this mean?" asked Helga, catching her breath as the upper layer of her attire gave way under the sisters’ hands.
"It is just how the shaman’s family is treated," Kellar replied, taking a step forward while watching the scene calmly. "You will get used to it. Continue, girls."
Elia stripped off Helga’s final garment, leaving her stark naked in the middle of the hall. The mayoress covered herself with her arms, blushing deeply at being exposed in front of everyone.
Liora pressed up behind her, gripping her breasts and biting her neck, while Elia grabbed the back of her head and pushed her tongue into her mouth with a wet kiss. Helga let out a muffled groan and arched her back, giving in to the touch.
Kellar didn’t waste any time. He stepped up, grabbed Helga by the waist, and lifted her off her feet, throwing her onto the large fur bed in front of the fire. Elia and Liora stripped in seconds and piled on top of her, forcing her legs open and kissing her thighs as Kellar positioned himself between her hips, lining up his thick member with the mayoress’s already wet entrance.
Helga gripped the furs as Kellar thrust into her with a single firm stroke, starting to fuck her hard while Elia took her mouth and Liora caressed her breasts, plunging her into her first night as part of the shaman’s family.
"Welcome to the family" Kellar whispered into her ear while keeping up a steady rhythm. "You aren’t going to get any sleep tonight."
Elia and Liora let out a playful laugh seeing Helga’s face flushed red and embarrassed, as she could only bite her lip and cling to the shaman’s body while the room filled with the warmth of the hearth.