Chapter 20: Plans Advanced!

The next morning, Jax’s golden eyes fluttered open, a slow groan escaping his lips as he felt the weight of all that he had done.

He was not in a bed, but on a vast pile of soft, naked bodies. The scent was overwhelming, a heady, intoxicating mixture of his own virile seed, the sweet nectar of feminine satisfaction, and the clean scent of the morning grass.

He was surrounded. Hundreds of witches lay in a tangled, sleeping heap around him, their limbs intertwined, their bodies pressed against his in a shared, post-coital slumber.

Some had their heads resting on his chest, their soft breaths warm against his skin. Others clung to his legs or arms, their hands possessively gripping him even in their sleep.

A curvaceous Beastkin with soft, spotted fur was curled up against his side, her tail draped over his thigh, while a slender Elf had her face buried in the crook of his neck.

Every single one of them wore the same expression: a blissful, peaceful smile, their faces utterly serene. They were a sea of conquered flesh.

He carefully disentangled himself from the sleeping women, his movements slow and deliberate so as not to wake them. As he stood, stretching his powerful frame, he saw the evidence of his conquest everywhere.

The ground was a mess of discarded clothing, overturned furniture, and damp patches of grass where the most intense couplings had taken place. The air was still thick with the musky aroma of their marathon breeding session.

He quickly found his clothes and used Magic to wash and dry them and himself, before placing them on, looking around before spotting Willow, who had already woken up and was standing next to a flowing river.

She was no longer the writhing, orgasming mess he had left on the ground. She was fully clothed once more, wearing a simple yet elegant green witch gown, her long green hair cascading down her back.

“Come, let’s talk about what you want,” She said, leading him to an isolated space where they could sit and discuss without interruption.

“You were quite the man last night, it seems Lilith really was right with choosing you,” Willow said, still thinking of the intense feelings she felt the night before when he was with her.

Willow led him away from the sleeping field of bodies, the sounds of running water gradually drowning out the soft breaths behind them.

They stopped near a quiet bend in the river, where smooth stones formed natural seats and flowering vines arched overhead, creating a sense of privacy without walls.

Jax settled across from her, posture relaxed but eyes sharp, his mind already shifting from indulgence to purpose.

Willow studied him openly, a small smile playing on her lips, “You understand what last night meant,” she said calmly, “You accepted us.”

Her gaze softened, but her voice carried weight, “As the First Witch, I speak for all of them. You are now acknowledged by every contract bound to Lilith. The Witches are yours to command fully, without resistance, without negotiation.”

Jax nodded once, accepting it without arrogance.

“I won’t waste that trust,” he replied, immediately getting into a Business state of mind, “I need workers first. Mana Crystal miners, precise ones.”

Willow’s smile turned sharp with interest, “Earth Witches huh, makes sense,” Willow responded, “There’s dozens of them here, just name the mine and they’ll be there within the day,”

“That’s not all,” Jax continued. “I’m rebuilding the Capital City from the ground up. Infrastructure. Water systems. Roads. Power distribution and a-lot more,”

His golden eyes met hers steadily.

“Any Witch with talent in construction, formations, logistics, or long-term enchantment and mana formations, I want them with me.”

For a brief moment, Willow was silent.

Then she laughed softly, pleased as she raised her hand, stars faintly reflecting in her eyes despite the daylight, “I’ll issue the call personally. Any Witch capable of aiding your vision will answer. Those who don’t… aren’t worth your time anyway.”

The river flowed on, steady and endless.

Jax exhaled, feeling the first real pieces of a kingdom settling into place.

“Good,” he said simply. “Everything’s coming together nicely,”

The duo talked for a bit before Jax finally decided to leave. Both of them standing up as Willow stepped closer, eyes lingering on him, her mind flashing back for how he took her and marked her as his woman the night before.

“For a King,” she said softly, “you move frighteningly fast.”

Jax smiled faintly and leaned in, pressing a brief, unhurried kiss to her lips.

“I’ll be back,” he said simply.

Willow’s smile turned knowing, “I’ll be waiting for you,”

Space folded around him as he stepped away, the garden dissolving into light and starlit mist.

***

Jax emerged back within the Cathedral corridors, the familiar weight of demonic mana settling around him like a mantle.

He had barely taken a few steps when Sabrina appeared from a side passage, a stack of documents in her arms.

She stopped abruptly as she saw him, her nose twitching once or twice before she looked at him with a smile, “Looks like you accomplished your mission,”

Jax raised a brow, “That obvious?”

Sabrina sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, “You smell exactly like Willow,”

Jax chuckled and then spoke, “We’ll be having a-lot of Witches coming over. Earth Witches first,” he said, “For Mana Stone extraction. After that, any with talents in construction, formations, logistics, administration.”

Sabrina’s eyes sharpened immediately.

“I’ll need a full registry,” she said. “Exact mine locations, vein quality, current control status.”

“Prepare a detailed list,” Jax nodded. “Every Mana Stone Mine we hold or have ignored.”

“There’s more,” he added. “We’re implementing an Identification Card System. Just to make things easier, population records, employment classification, access clearance, we need to modernize everything,”

“One day you need to tell me about your home-world, all these ideas you have are quite amazing,” Sabrina said with a smile, “I’ll begin preparing all of that and get you a preliminary framework as soon as possible,”

“Good.” Was all Jax responded.

With that settled, Jax turned away, his steps unhurried as he headed deeper into the Cathedral back to his chambers, to accept his system rewards and prepare for the battles against his old friends, the Heroes.

Jax entered his chambers, taking a seat on his bed as he immediately checked the System for his rewards.

[ Host had Orgy with Hundreds of Witches – Rewarded 3 Lottery Tickets ]

[ Host had Sex with Willow – Witch of the Stars – Rewarded 2 Lottery Tickets ]

[ Host has creampied Willow – Rewarded 1 Lottery Ticket ]

[ Host currently has 6 Lottery Tickets – Do you want to draw? ]

[ YES ][ NO ]

Jax immediately clicked yes.

[ Thank You for your Patronage. ]

[ Host has acquired Ledger of Fate – A Magical Ledger with infinite space that allows Host to document the work his subordinates do and organizes all needed information, such as Identification Documents or Accounting Information easily. Improves ease of managing Kingdom ]

[ Thank You for your Patronage. ]

[ Thank You for your Patronage. ]

[ Host has acquired Throne of Dominion – A magnificent black & red Throne that can be placed anywhere within the Demon Kingdom’s Throne Room. This Throne acts as a Nexus of power, representing Host’s status as the Demon King. Sitting on the Throne allows Host to expand his senses across the entire Demon Kingdom. ]

Jax leaned back slightly, eyes flicking over the final lines of glowing text before the interface faded.

“The Throne can wait,” he murmured.

With a thought, he dismissed the Throne of Dominion back into the System, its presence folding away obediently.

A symbol like that deserved a proper seat, not a temporary hall or borrowed chamber. When his Castle was finished and the capital truly stood as the heart of the Demon Kingdom, then he would place the Throne.

That left the other reward, a weight settling into his hands as the Ledger of Fate manifested, its cover a deep obsidian-black veined with slow-moving crimson lines that pulsed like a living thing.

When he opened it, the pages unfolded, endless layers of light and script forming and reorganizing themselves at his will.

Names immediately began to appear. Identities, from Species, Occupation, Affiliation and Housing Location of everyone Jax had met in this world so far. From Orianna, to Xara, to Serika, to all of the Witches he had fucked.

Everyone he had met and talked to was listed in this Ledger, reminding him of a database from his old world, but infinitely more elegant. With a single thought, he could sort citizens by district and even flag shortages before they became problems.

Jax smiled, “This changes everything.”

The Identification Card System he’d discussed with Sabrina slotted into place seamlessly in his mind. Physical cards for the people, simple and durable, tied directly to entries within the Ledger.

Movement permissions, work assignments, access levels, rations, housing, all of it could be regulated easily within the Ledger, and allow him to track work completed across the Kingdom in real time, updating itself as tasks were finished and resources moved.

A living administration, allowing the Kingdom to function with extreme efficiency. Jax closed the Ledger gently and sent it to his storage space.

Now, everything was moving in the right direction with the Kingdom, so he could actually put his full attention towards the Heroes.

He sent a mental message to Sabrina, a very simple one,

“Once the Heroes appear for another attack, alert me, it’s time for me to take the first step,”

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