Chapter 197: Chapter : 197 : Until We Return!

The house was unusually quiet—not the empty kind of quiet, but the heavy, expectant silence that falls when everyone is holding their breath, waiting for the moment to arrive.

Armor gleamed softly in the morning light streaming through the tall windows of the wide living hall. Cloaks were fastened tight, weapons checked and rechecked, belts adjusted one last time.

Aiden stood near the center of the wide living hall, gloves pulled tight, expression calm but focused.

His expression was calm, focused, but his eyes—those deep, intense eyes—softened every time they landed on one of his wives or children.

Around him, his many wives gathered in small clusters. Some buzzed with excitement, their curvaceous bodies shifting restlessly in tight-fitting adventure gear that accentuated full breasts, wide hips, and long legs. Others looked nervous, biting plump lips.

A few hid their worry behind practiced smiles, tossing teasing remarks to lighten the mood.

Those who were staying behind stood closer to the doorway.

Xylendra clasped her hands together.

Valeforia stood straight, composed but worried.

Zerra hovered near the children.

Edda wiped her hands on her apron, already planning meals in her head.

“We’ll be waiting,” Xylendra said softly.

“Come back safely,” Valeforia added.

Zerra nodded. “All of you.”

Edda crossed her arms under her enormous chest, trying to look stern. “And don’t you dare worry about food. I’m cooking enough for an army- army—roast beast, fresh bread, those creamy desserts you all love. I’ll have your favorites ready the second you step through.”

Aiden smiled warmly, his charming grin making several wives sigh. “Wouldn’t dream of missing your cooking, Edda.”

Before he could say more, a small voice piped up. “Daddy.”

Aiden turned instantly, kneeling down without hesitation.

Leona stood a few steps away, hands clenched in the hem, her adorable tail swaying slowly, wings tucked tight against her back, ears slightly flattened in worry.

“What is it, baby?” Aiden asked gently, voice low and soothing.

She looked up at him, big shiny eyes threatening tears. “Do you… really have to go?”

The room stilled completely. Every wife, every child, held their breath.

Aiden’s expression melted. “Oh, baby… Daddy does.”

Her lips trembled. “Why? Can’t you stay?”

He lifted a hand, resting it gently on her head, thumb brushing her soft hair and tiny horns. “So I can get stronger, sweetheart. So I can protect you better. And all your mummies. From the bad people, like the ones from a few days ago who tried to hurt us.”

Leona thought about that, lower lip quivering. “But… I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too, more than anything,” Aiden whispered. “But I’ll be back before you know it, with stories and presents.”

She nodded slowly. “…Okay.”

Then she hesitated, glancing past him toward Lysandra.

“Daddy?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Can Mummy stay? With me?”

Leona pointed shyly. “If Mummy stays… I think I’ll be less scared. Please?”

Lysandra stiffened slightly.

Aiden looked at her questioningly.

Lysandra paused, just for a moment, her thoughts racing—*If I go, my barriers might help, but I’d only slow him with the deeper floors. Better to stay, protect our little one.*

She smiled warmly, scooping Leona up effortlessly into her strong arms. “Why not, my precious baby girl? Mummy will stay right here with you.”

Leona squealed happily, wrapping her tiny arms around Lysandra’s neck, face nuzzling into her mother’s huge, soft boobs. “Yay! Thank you, Mummy!”

Lysandra held her close, kissing her forehead. “Mummy’s little dragon. We’ll play all day.”

Behind Lysandra’s calm smile, relief mixed with a twinge of guilt.

Seeing the guilt on her face, Aiden stood, stepping right in front of her.

Before she could speak, he cupped her face and kissed her—deep, firm, sincere. His tongue teased hers briefly.

Lysandra’s eyes widened, a horny moan escaping into his mouth.

The reactions exploded.

Liri gasped, slapping a palm over her mouth. “Oh—!”

Ivy and Noir mirrored her, cheeks flaming. “E-Embarrassing—!”

Luna crossed her arms, huffing. “Hmph. Show-off.”

Selvara turned away sharply, ears red. “Tch. Typical.”

Nyxion grinned wickedly. “Damn, boss. Get a room—later.”

Serica smirked, licking her lips. “Jealous. My turn next?”

Thristle chuckled low, voice husky. “Bold move, My King.”

Zerra and Valeforia exchanged amused looks. “He never misses a chance,” Zerra whispered.

Venya tilted her head, entertained. “Cute.”

Edda froze. “Young Heart! The children!”

Arisha looked away, flustered, her tail

curling. “S-Sir…”

Vaara’s ears burned bright red. “T-Too much…”

Aethoniel stared at the floor, biting her lip.

Vegia cleared her throat loudly. “Ahem! Save some for the return celebration.”

“Mii~!” Fluffynugget fluttered overhead, sprinkling glitter down like confetti.

Aiden pulled back slowly, grinning at Lysandra’s flushed face, her lips swollen, eyes glazed with lust.

“Take care of our kid,” He said softly, hand squeezing her ass one last time.

Lysandra breathless, red from ears to toes. “S-Sir… Don’t do things like that in front of the children. Or… do. Gods, come back quick.”

Leona scrunched her nose in Lysandra’s cleavage. “Eww… Daddy and Mummy kissed.”

Aiden laughed heartily. “Hey, you asked for Mummy to stay, kiddo.”

She huffed, burying her face deeper in her mother’s huge naked tits. “Still eww. But… love you, Daddy.”

“Love you more, baby dragon.”

He stood tall, turning to the group, expression shifting back to focused leader.

“Alright, everyone. It’s time.”

The going wives stepped closer.

“System. Open the third floor gate.”

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[COMMAND ACCEPTED]

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The air trembled violently. Mana swirled thick and heavy, light folding inward like ripping fabric. A massive portal bloomed open in the hall’s center—swirling vortex of deep blues, purples, glowing runes floating, dense presence pressing on everyone’s skin.

Fluffynugget darted excitedly. “Mii~!”

“Fluffynugget,” Aiden smiled. “You’re coming with me, little guy.”

“Mii~!” It zipped down, perching proudly on his shoulder, glitter trailing.

Aiden turned to the full group one last time.

“Stay sharp out there,” Aiden said. “Watch each others back.”

As Aiden and his winvesstepped toward the portal—

Four small voices rang out together from the children.

“Please be safe, Daddy/Onii-Chan!”

“And Mummies/Onee-Chans!”

Aiden turned back and smiled at them.

“Always.”

One by one, they entered the gate.

The light swallowed them.

The portal shimmered.

Then—

It closed with a soft whoosh.

The house fell quiet again.

For a long moment, no one moved. The lingering mana in the air hummed faintly before fading entirely.

Then, one by one, the remaining wives and children let out long, shaky sighs—some heavy with worry, some soft with longing, all laced with the same unspoken wish: Come back to us soon. Come back safe.

Zerra exhaled, ears twitching. “He’ll be fine… right? He always is.”

Edda clapped her hands suddenly, breaking the spell. “Enough moping! Time to cook.” She turned on her heel, apron swaying over her wide hips and enormous bare tits barely hidden beneath the thin fabric. “I promised an army’s worth of food, and I intend to deliver.”

She looked over her shoulder as she headed toward the kitchen, her thick ass swaying enticingly. “Anyone who wants to help—or just keep me company while I work cook—is welcome!”

Valeforia watched Edda go, then reached out and gently grabbed Xylendra’s slender hand. The elegant demon blinked in surprise, hair shimmering as Valeforia tugged her forward.

“Come with me, Onee-Chan,” Valeforia murmured, voice low and warm. “I… need to show you something. In the bedroom.”

Xylendra’s pointed ears flushed pink, but she didn’t resist, letting Valeforia lead her away from the hall. “Something… important, I hope?” she said softly, already guessing it involved fewer clothes and more touching.

Valeforia’s lips curved. “Very important. I think we both need a little… comfort while we wait.”

Their footsteps faded down the corridor.

In the living hall, Liri, Noir, and Ivy drifted toward Lysandra, who still cradled little Leona securely against her, soft breasts.

Leona had relaxed now, tiny hands clutching her mother’s top, face half-buried in warm cleavage.

Liri bounced lightly on her toes, “Daddy will be fine, right?” She asked, voice small despite her usual playfulness.

Lysandra shifted Leona higher, kissing the top of her head. “He will, sweet girl. Daddy is the strongest man any of us know.”

Ivy stepped closer, shyly reaching out to touch Leona’s wing. “Onii-chan will come back,” She said firmly, though her eyes glistened. “I’m sure of it. He promised. And he never breaks promises to us.”

Noir, usually quiet, hugged her arms around herself, tail swishing nervously. “I already miss him,” She whispered.

Lysandra smiled gently, freeing one arm to pull the three younger wives into a soft group hug. “Girls, he’ll be back in no time. And when he is, we’ll all welcome him properly. Until then, we take care of each other, just like he’d want.”

Liri, Ivy and Noir nodded against Lysandra. “Yeah… together.”

Leona yawned cutely, nuzzling deeper into her mother’s huge boobs. “Love Mummy… love sisters… love Daddy. He’ll come back and kiss everyone again.”

Lysandra chuckled, voice thick with emotion. “He certainly will, baby dragon. Lots and lots of kisses.”

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END OF Chapter : 197 : UNTIL WE RETURN!

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