Chapter 8: Chapter 08: Breaking Shackles

"Your Majesty, Albedo-sama. Breakfast is ready." Aneko announced through the door.

"Alright, we will be down in a minute," I answered before turning back to Albedo, who already got dressed and just sat on the edge of the bed, while her eyes were tracing the contours of my body.

I equipped my royal garb, which caused her to let out a disappointed sigh. After realizing that she had been dreamily staring at me, she stood up straight while ashamedly avoiding my eyes.

We then walked downstairs and were greeted by an impressive-looking set table, though just like the day before, I wasn't quite sure what I was looking at.

Of course, it looked like an English breakfast with some toast, eggs, bacon, tomato, and some mushroom, but I was sure that the ingredients they used weren't the same as back on my earth. I could at least tell that much by the smell. Of course, that some things were purple helped as well. Despite the ingredients being and smelling different, it also smelled and looked a lot more appetizing. I was already sure I would have a food orgasm just from looking at it.

Without prompt, I sat down at the head of the table and let Sueko pour me a cup of tea. Fubuki sat on my left, while Albedo was on my right. After everyone was served, Sueko and Aneko sat down as well. I just dug in since I was pretty sure I didn't need to announce the start of the meal, right?

While probably breaking any conventions there ought to be, I tried my best to focus on the meal in front of me. Just the first bite was like a flavor explosion, stunning me for a moment. "This tastes great." I complimented. Sueko and Aneko puffed their chest with pride when they heard that.

Because of them showing off their chest and their outfits practically designed to emphasize their curves, my eyes wandered down to their chest for just a moment, but with their focus being on me, it was enough for them to catch onto my gaze and my interest. Aneko even put an arm under her bust to emphasize them. Sueko looked shy, but didn't adjust her posture to hide away from my gaze.

Despite not emphasizing her chest, her boob window was already enticing enough. Their appearance was a bit distracting, but I honestly couldn't complain about having two emotive androids. No, wait, they were automatons. Not that this difference mattered.

I refocused on the meal, glancing toward Albedo, who tried to appear elegant by giving me a gentle smile. Though she had subtly adjusted her posture while eating, leaning a bit further down to the soup she was eating. Soup for breakfast?

Fubuki was staring intently at me, while emphasizing her chest as if to say, 'Here, look at me! Mine is a lot bigger!' Of course, I treated them as I should. Stealing a glance from her and Albedo seemed to have pleased the two. Sigh. Oh, what lengths I go to keep my lovely subjects happy?

"Albedo, what are doing today?" I asked, not able to bear any more of the silence. Although it was nice to have their affectionate attention of them, it wasn't really comfortable with everyone looking at me and saying nothing, even when they were 'occupied' with eating.

She swallowed her soup before dabbing her mouth with a napkin. "There are still detailed investigations to make. We have already covered the basics, but there are some things that need some thorough investigation. I was thinking about having a look myself, but... if you- I mean, I would love for you to come with me."

I gave her a soft smile. "Thank you for the invitation, but there are some things I want to check personally here as well."

My rejection was met with a disappointed nod, making me add something. "I guess that Momonga-sama wants to head out tomorrow or the day afterward, so there will not be much time until we get even busier. Have you thought about that date of ours? Do you want to do it before that?"

Albedo's eyes widened a bit before she nodded, determined, "I will prepare everything so we can have our date tonight!"

"You sure? We don't have to rush things." I asked, making her look at me worriedly.

"I am fine since I had thought about it for a long time now. Of course, if you think that it's too rushed, we can delay it!" She added the last part hurriedly, as if she was afraid that I didn't want it to happen.

"No, I think it's nice to have it now. So, tonight? Where do you want to meet?" I was really interested in what she had come up with. Being on the receiving side was pleasant. Not having to worry about planning the date was relaxing.

"We can start at the entrance of the 9th floor." The 9th floor, huh? Probably had something to do with the former decorative shops there. I hadn't quite had the opportunity to look at what it offered, but when I walked past it, I had already seen how extensive it was and there were too many rooms I didn't even know about from the series.

Could you blame me? After all, most of the time, I was restricted to my area as its Area Guardian. It was only at the end, after some trial and error, that I figured out that I could use a Player entering the throne room as a trigger to enter it as well.

A member of the guild was a non-hostile entity, but it also would trigger an NPC's move-set, so it didn't cause any warnings for the developers to notice, which let me breathe at ease. 

It was for that reason I had been camping in the Secret Hallway instead of the throne room. My perception was large enough to get triggered when someone entered and I could use that to enter the throne room as well. Unfortunately, that also meant I hadn't been able to change Albedo's lore, since a Player would always be present as well.

Still, if I had access to the entire tomb, I would have changed and explored a lot more than just the things I had at hand and the few NPCs that visited me! No matter what, from what I could remember, there were even vacant rooms on the 9th floor, probably because the Supreme Beings hadn't enough resources to finish it.

"Alright, then on the 9th floor it is." I nodded affirmatively before finishing the meal, trying my best to ignore their gazes. "What about you, Fubuki, any plans for the day?" To be honest, the only reason I was asking was me not knowing what I should do and was grasping for clues.

Of course, there were some things I wanted to check, like the effects of some armor in the armory, but besides that? I wasn't sure what my tasks were as the prince of Nazarick. Shouldn't I be checking in on my subjects or talking to Demiurge or anyone for the security of the tomb?

Why had no one come to me yet? That line of thought made me also question why I had gotten no report by Albedo either. Yesterday, she said that she gave them to Momonga. Shouldn't I have checked them before they were handed off to Momonga?

Or did she think such tasks were beneath me like she did in the alternate reality where she worked through most of the tasks by herself instead of handing them to Momonga? Why did she give them to Momonga then this time around? I wondered if she would rather give them to him than to me because she loved me and didn't want to burden me.

Not that I would complain about too few tasks, but it made me unsure when I had none. I was wondering whether there were certain tasks that the other NPCs figured would need my entire time and concentration. In that case, I couldn't come out and ask them what I should do.

What kind of prince was I when I had to ask my subordinates about my tasks? Not to mention tasks that I should have been doing my entire life!

"I will check on your Majesty's mounts and take care of them before making my rounds again. Does... your Majesty need my help?" She asked, somewhat hopefully, and I hesitated for a moment.

"Do what you are supposed to do first. Afterward, you can search for me. We can spend some time together before I go on my date with Albedo." I decided, already thinking to use that moment when we were alone to subtly ask her some things. She nodded happily at that.

After all was said and done, the two maids went about cleaning up the table and my room. Fubuki and Albedo left swiftly. They were probably eager to finish their tasks earlier. Their enthusiasm was honestly adorable.

I walked into the basement, turning the light of the armory on, revealing an elongated room with several sets of armor lined up on both sides of the room. Most of them weren't that important since I hadn't had the data crystals to change their lore, but there was one I had invested some of them. I stored the ones that had interesting lore from the get-go, but they weren't important enough to gain my attention for long.

It took only a few moments until I reached the end of the lineup, coming up to the highest level of armor in this basement. It was the last armor, a parting gift from my creator. Rarely anyone came in afterward, so I hadn't bothered to hide it.

Even if someone came, they would have just seen an armor among many. It was like some of the books I had hidden in the library. No one, especially when the Players stopped coming altogether, bothered to look through each and every book. To be honest, the Sanctuary where I hid some items was only useful when Players were running around in my area. Afterward, not so much.

So, even when someone would have come, they wouldn't have looked into the lore of some random armor in a basement, even if it was a divine armor. An armor that I was pretty sure even Momonga didn't know about. Anyway, it was this armor that I was looking for.

My gaze fell upon its majestic sight, with subtle rune engravings. A white armor with golden accents. There were even golden armor pieces meant for my wings. A truly glorious piece of art and actually similar to my default armor, though only the golden metal pieces looked like metal, while the rest of the armor looked more like cloth. I recounted what I had written into it,

Azazel's armor was an absolute miracle created during the birth of the angel. The armor was empowered by such unparalleled, unbound potential that it threatened the World Tree, Yggdrasil. Knowing of its and the wearer's potential as a potential reality threatening existence, the World Tree, in the rare moments of deliberate intent, suppressed the armor with its presence.

Should the armor be freed by the suppression of the World Tree, then by Azazel's command, the armor could generate the amount of divine energy it needs to match 100 percent of the wearer's lifetime energy output in a single day. With the energy, it could strengthen not only its every attribute but every aspect of the wearer to unlimited and unrestrained heights with no harm or changing what the wearer would deem negative.

The armor is forever and only bound to Azazel's soul and would even follow him to his death, protecting him for all eternity, even when not equipped. As a result of not being bound to reality, but to its wearer, Azazel, it can take any shape the wearer wishes it to have.

It was a relatively simple description, but the magnitude, should it come true as stated, was unimaginable. Just the aspect of percental empowerment would mean the armor would never be useless. Quite the opposite, in theory, the higher my output meant that the armor's usefulness would cascade into terrifying heights in the future.

I would only have to wait until I had accumulated enough energy to break through of my race's limitations and even ascending to become a God wouldn't be a dream. Eventually becoming a God with the capital G. Not something the 6 players from the past or any player could compare to.

Just thinking about it excited me, but truthfully, it also came with some apprehension. The possibility that it or I would grow too strong too fast had made me put some restrictions on it, so it would only empower me if I wanted it to. Additionally, I wasn't sure if it was wasted, but I had put some lore into it, which explained why it hadn't been the greatest armor in the game already. The world tree's suppression and all that. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a world item with effects to match its lore already?

I wasn't sure how the lore affected the items precisely, but I figured it was best to have the lore explain why it could have said lore effects that weren't represented in its actual stats. Given that this armor was previously a divine armor, should justify the current lore and make it come into reality, right?

With some hesitation, I equipped the armor, feeling the vast power it already brought with it due to it being a divine item. However, the interesting powers came with generating divine energy.

A moment after thinking about triggering it, a vast stream of energy flooded into my body. I could instantly tell that only half of it went into my body while the other half remained inside the armor. My mouth opened and I couldn't help but moan out as I felt like invisible shackles falling off my body.

I wasn't sure if I was imagining it, but I could hear golden divine metal shackles cracking and shattering as they fell onto the ground before disappearing. The mere act of me being unshackled elevated me to another plane of existence.

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The energy seemed inexhaustible as it continued, supplying me with a steady stream of warm energy. I licked my lips underneath my helmet and just reveled in the feeling of power. I clenched my hand into a fist. Could it be possible that the shackles were the ones my race as a First Sphere angel naturally possessed or had I breached level 100 and entered the realms of a World Boss? Either way, it didn't matter which one it was.

My smile turned wider. Either way was great news. A cackle sounded out of my mouth. It took me quite a while before I calmed down again. There was some incentive to use one of the other 10 changed items in my inventory, but some of them weren't explained in as much detail, so the risk was a lot higher than this armor.

I turned towards the mirror at the end of the room and watched my form in satisfaction before I glanced at the formerly decorative symbol in the top middle of the mirror's frame glowing dimly. The dimensional mirror would hopefully be as helpful as I want it to be in the near future. I stepped forward and poured the inexhaustible energy into the mirror, making the symbol glow brighten.

After successfully supplying it with energy, I took a step back. It was a bit difficult since there was so much energy, but I could adjust the energy the armor generated and use less energy to power external items. Several experiments and potential future uses were already confirmed to be possible. I loved it when my plans work out. My smirk just would not disappear, I noted as I glanced into the mirror.

I imagine anyone would be in a good mood after successfully using - essentially cheat codes to change reality.

Realizing that a figure was watching me from behind made me turn around and look at her. Aneko had been waiting attentively, but didn't comment on what I was doing. It was probably because of the high I got from the success of having a steady opportunity to get even more powerful, but I got quickly in the mood as I watched her dutifully waiting for me in her skimpy clothes.

"Kneel and open your mouth. Don't resist." I ordered before my armor morphed into a simple black shirt while leaving my lower half empty. With the disappearance of my pants, my erect dick swung upward.

Aneko obediently knelt and opened her mouth as she stared into my eyes with undisguised excitement, knowing what was to come. Her eyes only ever flickering to my erect member. I took my dick into my hands and smacked her in the face. Instead of being humiliated, she was turned on even more. Her breathing got more ragged, desiring to taste it.

She even struck her tongue out when I smacked her, so it may brush against it. Seeing how desperately the women in this tomb wanted it would never get old. I ran my fingers through her hair, tucking her hair behind her ear before I grabbed her head with both of my hands and placed the tip in front of her lips.

Without saying anything, I pulled her head into me. Letting my dick enter her mouth until it pushed at the back of her mouth before entering her tight throat, making her splutter a bit as her gag reflex activated.

Despite me deep inside her, causing her to gag, she didn't resist, just waiting for my permission to move or for me to thrust into her without regard.

Her throat constricted around my tip and along my dick as her tongue wriggled out, licking my balls, trying to please me. I hadn't even ordered her to do this, but she was eager to please. She tried her best to not fuck her own face on my cock. I could see her grip her own fingers in her lap, holding back from not moving.

"You can masturbate." I allowed her and not a second later, one hand disappeared into her skimpy panties, while the other fondled her breasts.

Seeing this made me back out and thrust in again. She sputtered a bit, but adapted to it quicker than before. My movements of pulling out again and thrusting in gradually speed up. I even tilted her head to change the sensation I could get when thrusting. Aneko willingly let me handle her face like a fleshlight and seemed to have enjoyed the blowjob even more than I did. With every thrust, her gag reflex seemed to lessen.

"Tighten your throat... with your hand, squeeze it," I commanded and watched in fascination how enthusiastically she tried to enhance my pleasure, following my order to the T. Her grip around her own throat was firm and I could feel her already tight, wet throat tighten up even further.

When I took her down to the base and ground my crotch into her face, she came hard. I heard how she climaxed, moaning with her nose in my pubic area. The splashing noise from her masturbating slowed down as she rode down the high.

My own climax wasn't far, so I pulled out until only my tip was in her mouth before jerking off. I let my armor-transformed shirt empower me, giving me another sense of high. The two feelings meshed together, making me infinitely close to coming. I looked down at this beautiful woman kneeling before me with my figure reflected in her light blue eyes. My eyes shone golden with divine light.

Just the sight of her looking up at my divine self was enough, and I bust into her mouth. "D-don't swallow or spit it out." I managed to squeeze out these words as I ejaculated into her mouth. I held her head there and continued to cum into her mouth for a few moments. Her mouth was filled up with my cum, forcing her to angle her head back so she wouldn't spill anything. Despite her efforts, some of it dripped out of her mouth.

I panted slightly as I looked at her, trembling away. I noticed her tongue swirling around the cum in her mouth, enjoying the taste of it. Her thighs were squeezing her hand in her crotch from time to time.

"You can swallow as much as you need to close your mouth, but keep your mouth as full as you can." She did as I said and I summoned a napkin to wipe away the drops of cum I had splashed onto her face and down her neck.

She looked at me like she was about to cry out of happiness. Maybe I shouldn't have added that my maids loved me. After all, they were already loyal to me… Nah, who was I kidding? Who didn't like to have incredibly beautiful women who want to be treated like a sex toy and love every second? Women that would love you unconditionally and forever. Who didn't like that? That kind of love was something only dogs could give!

"Can you stand up?" She hummed affirmatively before standing up wobbly. She stumbled into me before pushing herself away and bowing to me apologetically.

"Don't worry about it." I chuckled slightly as I held my arm out to her. She looked at it with shock, her eyes round, not believing that I would support her.

"Come on." I grinned as she hesitantly hooked her arm around mine while imagining how she would be when I fucked her silly. Of course, being a relatively powerful being, she recovered when we reached the top of the stairs on the ground floor. However, she didn't seem to want to let go of me.

I had already stored every piece that needed testing, but they weren't that important or safe to use inside the tomb, so I could take my time. We walked outside and came to the view of Sueko attending to our garden. Several fruits, vegetables, and spices which could provide us forever. There were artificial lights to give them the special light they needed to grow.

Without a day and night cycle, it was rather easy to manipulate the growing environment. Of course, I thought it was a bit distracting to have a night sky above me after having slept. Though that was quickly fixed by imagining that I had a night shift like my second job. It made the experience a lot more bearable.

I mused why the Blue Planet had included the different seasonal nights, but not a day-night cycle. I shook my head before turning my attention back to Sueko, who bowed and looked at Aneko with a frown.

My grin widened as I saw that and went with what my perverted mind had concocted. Even after becoming an honest to god angel, I was still a degenerate. I loved it. "Aneko, gift your sister half of what you obtained." Aneko looked reluctant to part with it, but followed my command regardless.

"Sueko, kneel and open your mouth." She looked puzzled, but went down willingly. Aneko leaned over her as she brushed her long hair behind her ear before opening her mouth. The white liquid, now a mix of mostly semen and a bit of spit, trickled down onto Sueko's nose. Aneko quickly adjusted and led most of the semen into Sueko's mouth.

Sueko was completely stunned by what happened. It was only when her tongue came in contact with it she woke up from her stupor and stretched her tongue out while watching it drop into her mouth, enjoying the taste to the fullest.

God, these faces they made were addicting. I just wanted to have their lips around my cock at every second of the day. Sueko closed her mouth when Aneko backed away.

I could hear how she swirled the cum around her mouth as if it was the finest wine. Aneko did the same before the two swallowed their portion. Sueko looked somewhat dazed before taking a deep breath.

With her finger, she wiped up the cum on her nose and looked at it for a moment of contemplation. She swiftly made her decision and her hand drifted underneath her skit. She bit her lip as she suppressed the moan threatening to leak out while she was inserting her cum-stained finger into her cunt.

She didn't seem to be aware of her surroundings anymore. Just focusing on pleasing herself. Not even realizing when her master had appeared behind her. "Sueko." I whispered into her ear, causing her to shudder and her moan to become louder.

I hugged her from behind just when she tried to stand up and bow to apologize. She squirmed for just a moment as she realized I wasn't letting her go. "Y-your Majesty! I apolo-"

"Don't apologize for something I enjoy seeing." I interrupted. Her body was still tense. "Aneko, see where she had put it and clean it. I don't want my maids to run around with something possibly staining their uniforms." I said, completely ignoring that I had Aneko running around with a mouth full of potential stains for her clothes, but this was never about logical consistency.

I propped Sueko up into a half-squatting position as Aneko knelt before her.

"W-wait." Sueko cried out, but Aneko didn't comply with her plea. She lifted her skirt and pulled down her pants. Her face dived right in, giving it a long lick, making Sueko's knees buckle. Good thing I held her up while Aneko scrapped out any cum that may have been inserted into her sister's pussy.

When she finished, she pulled Sueko's pants up again, before licking the fingers clean, which were just inside her sister. Honestly, she adapted to my degeneracy pretty quickly. I hadn't even suggested that, and she went about and did it. Truly, an enticing sight. Sueko had already gotten soft as pudding in my hands. I gently laid her on the ground. Just as I was about to continue, rustling sounds out of the forest attracted my attention.

I turned around and saw a green-glowing Fubuki fly through the forest in haste just before freezing midair when she saw us standing in our garden. She looked embarrassed and lowered herself to the ground before slowly and elegantly walking toward me. Was she in a hurry to get to me, but didn't want me to know? Why not?

"Hey, Fubuki. Looks like you were in a hurry to get me. I hope there is no emergency?" I asked teasingly, to which her face turned red.

"No, it's nothing much." She looked everywhere but me.

"You know you can admit that you wanted to see me, right? Actually, I think it is quite adorable." I said while giving her a gentle smile, which caused her to turn even redder.

"I-I was indeed yearning to see you. Y-your mount, Edan, has been pleading for your attention and I thought it would be nice if we visited him together." My eyebrow rose as I thought about my mount. I completely forgot about him... Been a while since I visited him.

I nodded my head and decided to go take a look. Aneko's expression and her stance made it clear that she wanted to follow, but Fubuki looked at me expectedly. She wanted to spend some alone time, so I let the two maids do their own thing. Or rather let Aneko take care of the still-dazed Sueko.

We walked through the forest and happened to see some of the former decorations. There were horse-like spirits running around the forest like they were trying to set it on fire with their flame-like appearance.

We ignored them and headed deeper into the forest until we reached a little hill made of rocks with a white tiger resting on top of it. It was the only place in the forest's thicket that was illuminated by the moon. The white tiger had angel wings and wore golden armor to protect its stomach, neck, and saddle on its back. His eyes were closed. He was clearly sleeping.

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