The fortified city of E-Rantel was bustling in the late morning when a luxurious carriage from the royal capital slowly rolled through its lively streets.
The curtain lifted slightly.
Uchiha Soren narrowed his eyes, lazily surveying the crowds outside with clear amusement flickering in his gaze.
One hand supported his chin; the other pressed down gently on the black-skinned panther-woman resting on his lap—Edes Trane, her face wearing the loose, satisfied look of someone completely relaxed.
"Edes, a little harder."
His smooth, unhurried tone made the alluring black panther's eyes glaze over with a faintly dazed gleam as she redoubled her movements.
A soft, intoxicating sound filled the carriage—wet, rhythmic, and enough to make a man's bones melt.
Only after a dozen seconds did Edes finally lift her head, eyes half-closed in bliss as she curled up to the side, thoroughly fed.
Soren gave a light tap to Sukama, who was tightly hugging his leg as if it were a lifeline.
Feeling his touch, the silver-haired warrior raised her head. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her eyes shimmered seductively—like a prize mare eager to show her master her finest skill.
"You three… truly getting better and better."
Soren set the curtain back down and leaned into Lilynette's embrace.
Her hands kneaded his shoulders with slow, practiced pressure, each movement perfectly placed.
"This is merely a tiny fraction of what the Four Weapons can do," Lilynette whispered, her large soft 'white rabbits' pressing against his arm with every motion. "As long as Young Master Soren desires it… we will always give you our very best."
Her massage made Soren's entire body loosen with comfort. His eyes drifted shut, a pleased smile tugging at his lips.
He chuckled.
"Giving you a bigger stage isn't a problem… but tell me—what exactly do you want to show on that stage?"
He lifted his gaze to Lilynette's delighted face, then shifted to Sukama below him, voice slow and meaningful.
"I'm a fair man. If the stage you want doesn't match your abilities… I get angry."
The two women stiffened, hearts tightening. Instinctively, they exchanged a glance with Edes.
A powerhouse in the Hero realm, coupled with her recent… enthusiastic performances—she was obviously their ace.
The two women, having tasted the benefits of enlarging the team, immediately thought the same thing:
Find more strong, beautiful women to join.
A team of perfect structure could explode with far more power than any individual numbers.
Warrior at the front, cleric supporting, rogue assisting, magician blasting from afar—each piece made the whole greater than the sum.
Once, the Four Weapons had dominated the port town's adventurer scene precisely because their teamwork had been exceptional.
But now?
Their magician and rogue had both died.
Even with the new member Edes joining, letting them fight like a proper squad again, their adaptability had dropped sharply.
And the most glaring flaw—
No one could cast Flight anymore.
While Lilynette considered this, she simultaneously fed her "white rabbit" into Soren's mouth, cheeks pink as she murmured a breathy,
"Ahh~ Young Master Soren~"
Soren bit down lightly on the soft mound, and Lilynette trembled, her voice melting into sugar.
"We understand, Young Master Soren… the Four Weapons will never overreach.
We will earn your approval step by step~"
"Good."
He finally finished toying with them and stood, sweeping his gaze over the three women.
Each possessed a unique charm—three blooming flowers with their own colors—and the satisfied curl of his lips showed exactly how pleased he was.
"Keep working hard. After we return from E-Rantel, you three will train in the port city of E-Naeul.
If your performance is good, I'll have someone arrange positions for you in the royal capital."
"Thank you, Young Master Soren!"
Sukama lifted her head, her pale neck glowing like polished jade under her silver hair.
"No need to thank me. You earned it."
To him, everything was transactional—their devoted service for his… generosity. And he had indeed enjoyed every moment of their dedication these past days.
"Now put your clothes on. We're almost at the city center."
In the next instant, he swapped places with his main body—the seamless space substitution so smooth that even a Byakugan or Sharingan would barely notice the transient shift.
"First-Tier Magic: Clean!"
The newly returned clone raised a hand.
A beautiful green magic circle bloomed, wiping away every trace of chaos from the carriage, restoring it to pristine condition.
And this clone's progress, after days of effort, finally bore fruit:
Uchiha Soren
Class:
• Elemental Mage — Fire (LV10)
• Elemental Mage — Lightning (LV10)
Skills:
• 1st, 2nd, and 3rd-Tier Magic
Overall Power Level:LV20
(Mithril-Rank Adventurer — capable of 3rd-tier spells; a formidable mortal-realm fighter, close to Special Jōnin level)
Ascension Points: …(continuously increasing)
Read 50 chapters ahead on P@treon -> patreon.com/lucarioTL