A Journey That Changed The World.

Archer was breathing heavily as Brooke and Ari smiled up at him with lewd smiles, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and delight, basking in the aftermath of his pleasure while wiping the seed off of their faces.

He shook his head before bending both of them over the nearby table, which showed off their round behinds. This sight caused his draconic side to take over his lust skyrockets, causing the two women to tremble in anticipation.

Without warning, he shoved inside of the brunette, who let out a sharp moan as the intense sensation washed over her. ''Mmmghhhh~~.''

Pleased with her reaction, he slapped her fat ass before leaning over and whispering into her ear. ''I'm going to put a baby in your belly, Brooke; you'll give birth to your Little Lights child.''

The older woman trembled at his world but quickly nodded while speaking breathlessly. ''Please do, handsome.''

Archer got excited and shoved his hard member into her tight passage, which stretched open and forced Brooke to let out a primal scream as he bottomed out. ''AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!''

Following that, he started making love to both women for hours after casting a Time Warp on the room so he could spend more time with them. By the time they were finished, they were in a pleasure-filled daze.

He helped them to their rooms, and as he teleported Ari to hers, the Elemental woman reached up and cupped his cheek with a beautiful smile. ''Thank you for that, handsome.''

Archer chuckled when hearing this and leaned down before kissing her on the forehead as he revealed. ''Congratulations Ari, looks like you're pregnant like the others.''

Upon hearing his words, a joyful expression bloomed across the older woman's stunning face. She let out a light giggle, her eyes sparkling as she responded, ''I know, handsome. I was waiting for the right moment to tell you, but look how it all turned out.''

Archer's lips curved into a warm smile as he and Ari tumbled onto the bed together. She quickly wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close in a snug embrace, her face glowing with a happy smile.

Nestling against him, she murmured, ''Can you stay with me tonight, please?''

''Of course, beautiful,'' he answered while taking off his shirt and getting comfortable as Ari placed her head on his shoulder.

Following that, the older woman traced lines on his chest or abs, making him feel at peace before he fell asleep. The Elemental beamed when she saw his sleeping face before leaning up and kissing his cheek.

''Thank you for everything and for accepting me,'' she muttered.

Ari laid her head on his chest while falling asleep as the winter storms battered the Domain outside. The night passed by as the snowstorm covered Thrylos is a layer of snow and forced Draconia and the Alliance into a quiet lull.

The only clashes reverberated across the ocean, where the Draconian fleet stood as a bulwark, shielding Avidia from relentless raids. Olivia's 1st had withdrawn to a southern Draconia port, its ships battered from ceaseless combat and now undergoing repairs.

Meanwhile, the 10th, 11th, and 12th Fleets held their ground, vigilantly guarding the newly claimed territories, while the remaining forces fortified the mainland against any encroaching threats.

Archer woke up the next morning and felt the icy cold air lingering in the room, causing him to cast Mana Manipulation to heat the space, which made it feel better as he ranted. ''I'm a damn dragon, why is the cold affecting me so much.''

He climbed out of bed and wrapped the cover around him just as Ari's voice sounded from behind. ''No matter if you're a goddess or dragon, the weather affects everyone. Thrylos is an untamed mistress and tortures its people.''

''You're right about that. There's been plenty of times I've been attacked by the winter snows over the years,'' he replied with a chuckle.

Archer turned around and continued. ''Plus, the world's mana loves me. Look at what she did to me, gorgeous.''

He held his arm up before it turned into pure energy, which made Ari choke before asking with raised eyebrows. ''Are you sure you're not an Elemental like me?''

''No, I'm not. I'm a mana dragon, I think,'' Archer answered with a chuckle. ''Apart from that, how does it feel to be pregnant?''

The older woman's face lit up with a radiant smile as she gently cradled her stomach. ''Well, I was pregnant once before with my daughter, but that was through a ritual we Elementals can perform.''

Ari rubbed her belly while continuing. ''This, though, is my first true pregnancy, and it fills me with joy.''

Archer's lips curved into a smile at her words, and he leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to the Elemental's lips. His gesture caused her to shiver all over as she returned it with a passionate one of her own.

Moments later, she slipped out of bed and began dressing, her movements unhurried yet deliberate. His gaze followed her as she slid the dress up over her long, slender legs, the fabric hugging her hourglass figure.

His eyes widened in quiet amusement as she wrestled briefly with her ample chest, adjusting herself until her generous curves finally settled into place within the gown. When the older woman felt his gaze, she giggled.

''Don't you dare jump me again, young man,'' she warned while pointing at him with a smile. ''I'm aching and need to check in on the Battle Sisters training.''

Archer chuckled in response before revealing. ''That's fine. I'm going to check on Ashoka and Maeve anyway. They are on Placidia investigating the two legions that went missing alongside my Oathkeepers.''

The older woman nodded. ''When I appeared there previously it creeped me out, there's something powerful lurking on that continent,'' she said while wrapping a cloak around her body.

''Stronger than me?'' he questioned while sitting up.

''I believe so,'' Ari answered before looking out the window. ''Even me, Mary, and Brooke couldn't fight it. So be careful when there, well at least until you finally become a god, like Tiamat.''

Following that, she left the treehouse as he stood up and cast Cleanse on himself while getting ready. Archer yawned and checked up on the other women, only to notice they were busy or still sleeping.

He used the tattoo to teleport to the government district on Draconia where Fianna was busy in her office. When he appeared in the room, the blonde let out a startled yelp before a smile appeared.

''Oh goddess, you scared me, handsome,'' she said with glowing red eyes.

Archer approached Fianna and quickly kissed her before sitting down. ''How are the finances of the kingdom? I bet the tax has grown since adding Avidia.''

The older woman giggled and flicked through the papers before revealing. ''We're pulling in close to one hundred and fifty million gold coins a month through taxes and trade but it costs us eighty to fund Draconia.''

''What's happening with the remaining seventy?'' he questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Fianna's smile grew wide as she answered. ''Forty goes into the vaults and the rest we've been reinvesting into the empire. It costs a fortune to build roads and forts all over the southern part of Duskfire.''

Archer chuckled at her pointed look before explaining himself with a charming smile. ''We need to impress our new subjects, but more importantly, who should we send to run the new lands?''

''There are a few candidates that Aisha and Ella were going through,'' she informed with an amused expression. ''None of the girls apart from me and those two can run a kingdom or even want to; the others love fighting or doing their own thing.''

He agreed with a nod. ''Well, there's no rush. Winter is going to be longer this year, so we have some time to sort everything out.''

Fianna smiled before sliding some papers across the desk while talking. ''This is a request from the Ironfoots. They want fifty percent more funding thanks to a series of new designs Dellah came up with.''

Archer let out a nervous laugh as he revealed the truth. ''That was my thought. I was with her, and we came up with more weapons, something called a tank that should be ready by the time the war restarts.''

The older woman grew curious. ''Is your brain a computer? You told me about them before, but your memory seems unnatural,'' she inquired.

''Well, you're right because I can remember every documentary and article I've read, which helps me design war machines,'' he answered while appearing by the window. ''Look at the apartments, heating, government benefits, and the advanced military.''

''No wonder you designed most things then,'' she said while joining him. ''I must admit when first seeing most of this stuff or how things operate baffled me, but then I finally realized how useful it is.''

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