Impropriety

"Time ta wake up, birthday boy..."

"Mmm...?"

Opening his eyes, the first thing Paul saw was Xinyan's face less than ten centimeters away from his own. She had one hand on his chest while the other could be felt directing his little brother to the entrance of a dark and steamy cavern.

"There we go..."

Having found the correct angle, a nasally pleasure-filled moan escaped Xinyan's throat as she slowly lowered her hips. Paul's little brother didn't make it very far before discovering a dead end, but the heat and pressure were so intense he could feel Xinyan's heartbeat racing as she exhaled a few steamy pants.

Raising his hands to support Xinyan's sides, a wry smile developed across Paul's face as he asked, "I guess this is just how I wake up now, huh...?"

Returning a smile of her own, Xinyan teased, "You kind of deserve it after making so many girls fall for you..."

Without giving Paul a chance to reply, Xinyan sealed his lips with her own. She had always really enjoyed kissing, but it was nothing compared to the fuzzy, tingling feeling that ran along her spine and washed over her brain every time Paul's little brother surveyed the depths of her secret cavern...

"How envious..."

Releasing Paul's lips, Xinyan took a few steadying breaths as she looked to her left and asked, "What? You got to wake him up yesterday. Don't be greedy, Barbara."

Puffing out her cheeks in a slight pout, Barbara looked like she was about to say something before Paul said, "Don't bicker. You and Xiangling will be traveling with me to the Sword Sanctum. Let Xinyan be a little selfish until then..."

Rising to a seated position, Paul elicited a startled yelp from Xinyan as her body weight allowed his little brother to explore a bit deeper. Then, before she could collect herself, he gave her bottom a light smack and started to nibble her collarbone.

Trembling in pleasure rather than pain, Xinyan began to circle her hips at the behest of Paul's right hand. She enjoyed it when Paul was a bit rough with her, but, more than that, she reveled in the feeling of being watched as Barbara begrudgingly tended to herself...

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With Ningguang and Ganyu opening the proverbial floodgate, Paul had spent the better part of five weeks enjoying a lifestyle similar to other Nobles. He still trained his ass off, particularly in the morning and early afternoon, but his evenings had become filled with sensuality.

Though his sexcapades had started with Ningguang and Ganyu, the two girls Paul slept with most frequently were Barbara and Xinyan. They were easily the most proactive among the girls in his retinue, and, more often than not, they would be waiting for him whenever he finished his training or was preparing to enter the bath.

After Barbara and Xinyan, the duo Paul spent the most time with was Jean and Eula. Both had approached him of their own accord the morning after his 'graduation' to adulthood, the former because she genuinely liked him and the latter so she could get 'revenge' for all the times he had slighted her. In reality, she just wanted to spend time together as they had grown pretty close during their ten months living and training together.

Shattering the trend of twos, Paul had private encounters with Xiangling, Yoimiya, and, though they weren't particularly close, Beidou. A few others wanted to have a go at him, but Paul politely refused most of them. Diona was one, and though she was technically more than a hundred years old, Paul had to tell Qiqi to wait a few years. She had been resurrected thanks to the Intersection of Fate, but her mental state was still that of an 8-10-year-old. As for Diona, she was technically seventeen and a half, but Paul felt she still had a lot of growing to do before he laid a hand anywhere but her head.

The only exception among the girls Paul originally intended to refuse was Yaoyao. However, since she was chronologically more than eighteen and markedly more mature than girls like Xiangling and Barbara, he eventually gave in. She had been working hard to assist Ganyu and educate the girls Ningguang had hired, so he felt she deserved a bit of leeway.

And then there were the Archons...

Though he had suspected they would be different than the other girls, not just because they lacked abdominal tattoos, Paul wasn't fully prepared to hear Zhongli explain how different they truly were.

While it was similar to the Mana that existed within the world of Mushoku Tensei, the energy system of Teyvat revolved around Elemental Energy. It permeated every centimeter of the world of Teyvat, but here in the world of Mushoku Tensei, the only source of Elemental Energy were the Archons Paul had summoned.

In order to create a bridge between the two worlds, Zhongli informed Paul that he would need to increase the amount of Elemental Energy within the world of Mushoku Tensei. The presence of the Archons was enough to set this process in motion, but Paul would have to acquire each of the Seven and their Gnoses if they were to have any meaningful impact.

Unless Paul suddenly obtained an influx of several million gold coins, the more reliable option of increasing the amount of Elemental Energy in the world was spreading and using Visions. The issue was that using a Vision directly drained the Archons of their power. They gradually replenished it, but the process was painfully slow since there was little to no Elemental Energy within the environment.

And that's where Paul came into the equation.

For one reason or another, members of the Greyrat families had an almost comical amount of Mana within their semen. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the reason for Paul's ineptitude with Magic was because most of his Mana was being condensed into his testicles.

If Paul had started having sex or simply masturbating at an earlier age, he could have actually been increasing his Mana reserves without needing to consume Mana Draught or spamming Magic. This was one of the reasons the original Paul was so prodigious, and, now that he knew the truth, Paul could drastically increase his Mana capacity by simply having sex.

More importantly, at least for the purposes of creating a bridge between Mushoku Tensei and Teyvat, Paul could use his unique 'power' to help the Archons increase their reserves of Elemental Energy. In turn, they could release more Elemental Energy into the world and even produce Visions.

The thing that weirded Paul out about the situation, other than the notion he would need to blow his load inside Zhongli, was that Visions were not the primary byproduct of intercourse with an Archon. Instead, much like Elinalize, the cursed Elf who gestated and gave birth to Magic Crystals, the Archons would give birth to Elemental Spirits known as Seelies.

Until Paul could acquire their Constellations, Zhongli informed him that the fastest way to increase the amount of Elemental Energy in the world was to impregnate and have them give birth to Seelies. They had a lesser form of the Archon's ability to convert Mana into Elemental Energy, so, by releasing them into the world, they could drastically speed up the process of linking the worlds by producing Elemental Particles as waste.

Put simply, what Zhongli, Kusanali, and even Ei were expecting Paul to do was continuously knock them up so they could give birth to tiny, blobular, Elemental Spirits. It was an incredibly disturbing thought, but as he didn't have the literal millions of gold necessary to obtain their Constellations, it didn't take Paul long to consent. He did, however, task Albedo to come up with a solution that wouldn't require him to effectively father hundreds of thousands of tiny spiritual creatures...

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"Master Paul, it's nearing the time for your debut. It wouldn't do to keep the Duke and his guest waiting..."

Exhaling a sigh, Paul rose to a seated position before giving the girl whose butt he had been using as a pillow a light smack, saying, "Thank you, Eula. I needed that."

Rising to her feet, Eula smoothed out her dress, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she replied, "It was my pleasure..." before immediately adding, "Please excuse me. I need to freshen up."

After nodding his head in approval and following the icy blunette's retreat, Paul shifted his gaze to the girl that had disrupted his leisure time, asking, "Is that hateful woman really in attendance...?"

Nodding her head in affirmation, Zhongli revealed, "According to what the guests were speculating, Water God Reida has come to recruit you to the Royal Water God Academy. The likelihood she is here at the behest of the Royal Family is nearly 100%. Either that or she saw through your intention of traveling to the Sword Sanctum and aims to entice you to stay with the Water God School."

Recalling the face and figure of the remarkably beautiful MILF that had beat the shit out of him more than a year ago, Paul would be lying if he said she didn't cross every box on his checklist. She was an old lady by the time of the original series, but, at least for the time being, she was a God Tier Swordsman and a God Tier Beauty.

"We'll see what she has to say. If she suggests becoming my teacher, I may actually accept. I'm kind of getting tired of everyone telling me I'm better suited for the Sword God Style. If she's willing to teach me the five secret techniques of the Water God Style, I would be a fool to refuse..."

Though he knew Reida would eventually become an Apostle of Hitogami, that wasn't for another 25-30 years. As powerful as the Human God was, he could only designate 3-4 Apostles at a time. More importantly, Visions had the effect of making people impervious to Hitogami's influence, so if he played his cards right, Paul could secure a strong ally, deny Hitogami one of his most powerful pawns, and place himself in a prime position to aid Princess Ariel once she was born.

Rising to his feet, Paul allowed Zhongli to give him a once-over and fix his appearance before heading towards the venue. As for Zhongli, she stayed behind as only Ningguang would be attending the banquet. Everyone else had either been placed in the Intersection of Fate or allocated to specific sections of the Estate as they had absolutely no delusions regarding the reason for the Duke's visit. The fat bastard was the only living brother of the reigning King, and his perversions were legendary within the Capital.

Fortunately, much of the hype regarding Zhongli had died down after she effectively disappeared for four years. Everyone else had concealed the extent of their talent during their stay at the Academy, so, as long as they stayed out of sight, there shouldn't be any significant issues. At least, that was what Paul believed before entering the hall...

"There you are, boy. You've quite the gall to keep a member of the Royal Family waiting. Now, tell me, where have you hidden those little wenches you paraded around the Academy and allowed to disrespect members of the Nobility?"

Though he was surprised to find the fat and bald Duke blocking his path, Paul's expression remained indifferent as he offered a courteous bow and said, "It is a pleasure to behold you esteemed countenance, Your Grace. As for your inquiry, I'm afraid you'll find no 'wenches' here, especially not ones so brazen as to disrespect members of the Nobility."

"You little cur...are you aware of the penalty for lying to a member of the Royal Family?"

Before Paul could answer, Amarant appeared like a grim phantom, stating, "Your Grace is a guest of House Notos, not its Lord. The King assured me you would not cause trouble if I allowed you to attend my son's coming of age celebration. Do you intend to make a mockery of his word?"

"You-"

"Lord Notos Greyrat, the Great Lord of the Eastern Milbots Region. I was not aware Your Grace had the authority to strip me of my name and title."

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Though his bald head was as red as a cherry tomato, the Duke didn't say anything further. He was currently surrounded on all sides by upper and middle-ranking Nobles affiliated with House Notos. His brother, the King, also has a close relationship with Amarant, so even if he was the Duke, it didn't give him the leeway to say and do as he pleased.

Forcing a smile, the Duke placed his hand over his chest and offered a 'courteous' bow as he growled, "It would appear I have had a little too much to drink and forgot myself. It was never my intention to offend the Great Lord of the Milbots Region. For that, I off my sincerest apologies."

As if he was oblivious to the Duke's anger, Amarant returned a bow of his own as he mused, "Well, the Milbots Region is known for its wine. I can't blame Your Grace for indulging in it to such an extent you forgot even the basics of propriety..."

With several veins appearing near his temples, the Duke looked like he was about to have an aneurism. Instead, an expression of pain and shock spontaneously developed across his face as he gripped his oversized man boob as if he were trying to grab his heart. Then, in front of an astonished crowd of 147 Nobles, the Duke collapsed to the ground, dead from a heart attack...

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