Chapter 6: Altair

Right now I am currently gliding my way to the training grounds of the soldiers of Valentine, why would the great me have to even bother to go there? Well because I am so bored that I went to pick a fight with my sister just so I have something to do, so I might as well start to recruit some individuals for my unit in there, I know that the military of Valentine will not miss the people that I will be recruiting because the soldiers are torture- I mean trained to become something akin to a super soldier, except for the part that they will have capabilities than their race suggests.

Well, how can I be confident of that statement of mine? Well it's simple, the training regime of the soldiers when they are yet to become a full pledge one and is still a cadette is to transverse from the entrance to exit the forest that is dubbed as the "Valentine Forest of Death", the forest are consist of trees that are densely packed together and have little to none clearings in the middle of the said forest, plus it was magically enchanted so that the weather will go awry everyday, the first day it was sunny, and the second, the forest suddenly became a winter land, plus their are monsters that also packs a punch, that's how basically the forest is.

And that forest is the test of the cadettes to pass their course, meaning they have to learn navigation, survival, scouting, battle and so much more making all of the soldiers of this land basically people who can do all things a specialized soldiers should only do to a certain extent, of course the one who devised such torturous training regime is none other than yours truly and I heard from Ophiuchus that they are still implementing this training method.

Well the training is just for "in case" situations, you know if a garrison, a unit or whatnot got into a situation that needs those forest skills then all of them will not have to curl around and wait for rescue and they can actually spearhead their way out of their predicament, it's not how Practical Research is in the curriculum of the Academy even though I am certain that only a handful (if not none) of the students will actually use their knowledge in making a Statement of the Problem.

Well, stop with my rant against Thesis and let's just go there, right now I am already at the top of their airspace and I have to announce my arrival, not because I want to show off, well part of it is because I want to show off, but the main reason is because they are training war formations and making mock formation battles as of the moment so suddenly just appearing in the middle of them is a bit anti-climatic.

Imagine you're about to engage to someone and then suddenly, someone appears in the middle of you and your enemy saying "I am here!", Well that would be a little off putting so I better just reveal myself in order for them to recognize me immediately.

And so with that thought process in mind, I suddenly saw the training ground, it was a big open field without trees, only some rocks and some small crates, those things used to destroy the footing of cavalry units, looking at that scene, I immediately took off the illusion I cloaked myself with, and in the very airspace of the training soldiers revealed a gigantic shadow of what it seems to be bat wings.

Every single one of them stood solid, even the two commanders that are currently training their legion stood frozen and alongside their soldiers slowly looked up into the sky as they saw a man with black hair and crimson eyes, the man also have a black business suit, though the attire was actually used as a battle outfit.

The very definition of anyone who saw the man who is descending with his enormous mana made bat wings is "black", he was pure black, even though his attire have white to compliment the fashion side of him or his eyes having red hue to it, people still found him black, evil, fearful and malicious.

However, the soldiers, instead of screeching in fear or pointing their spears into this figure that landed in the very middle of them generating an enormous gust of sands that fluttered around like dancing grains, they started to cheer. After all, this man is their hero, their ruler, the one who represents them and the one who did and will still do anything in his power to protect them from any threats that will try to harm his race and that of his sister.

And that man, is me of course, I Descended rather dramatically and the whole crowd became silent for a moment and I was honestly scared if I became a disturbance and also got worried that I have to use my Royal Prerogative to force my way into their training and look for someone whom I can recruit as part of my unit, but nope after a second of silence, a total complete silence, an ear piercing cheer came resonating into the whole field, the spears that is covered with cloth as a method to prevent accidents was discarded to the ground, the shields that was replaced from metal to wood to also avoid bashing incidents was trampled upon and their war formations immediately crumbled.

Even the commander of the two sides that is doing the mock battle became a fan boy and fan girl, oh damn, I am really a celebrity here huh? Well more like their ancestor or a living legend of some sort, but hey, fame is a good thing for people who have a good amount of ego and confidence in them like me.

Anyway, they encircled towards me and cheers that says in unison "Loki-Sama! Loki-Sama!" Again and again was heard, the two commanders then immediately went in my front with beaming smiles that have the sides of their mouths reaching the both sides of their ears and their eyes having diamond like sparkles.

"W-that could be the handsom- I mean deliciou- I mean respectable prince have seen towards this lowly warriors to give us the honor of his presence!?"

She have long hair but quite the average proportions (though the average sizes of ladies in the Devil Race is different and much bigger than those of humans), but hey I might make a move to her, but I think I will do it after I found a way to get Guinevere back without causing a huge ruckus, she was blushing like mad and panting, with little dribbles of drool coming out of her mouth as she started gulping her drool to control herself, hey am I really a figure to be lusted upon?

Ah, I guess I am (I mean I am lustful myself too, after all) so I ignored her shenanigans and just made an awkward smile, I mean I can't say that I don't have anything to do so I decided to go here and recruit people for my unit.

"Oh, nothing much, I am just here to take a look at your training, please don't mind me."

I smiled while raising my hands a bit and the whole crowd started to cheer again as they started to reform their formation, their faces have this look that they have when they are in a war, their eyes are bloodshot that looks like they will really kill each other.

"T-truly!?"

"Such honor! We shall do our best, get into formation!"

"Yes!"

With that ear piercing conversation, they restarted their training but now with my presence as their spectator, resulting on them having their blood boil with inspiration by seeing their prince himself look out for their training... And they really look like they will kill each other because of that...

... Hey is this really fine? W-will they not spill their blood with my presence here even though it is just training that they are doing?

What should I do if there is a pool of blood and mountain of corpse in front of me after they trained?

However, before I even stopped them from wrecking their own ranks, the whole formation of both sides once again abruptly stopped and their formation started to crumble as several soldiers started to be flung out of their positions landing ten to fifteen meters away.

"Guaah!"

"Hey!"

"Ogeh!"

They tried to stop the one who started this ruckus but to no avail, the one who is currently flinging around this people was undisturbed. What's more interesting is several small cracks in the land can be seen in the places in which this lady, yes a lady, was stepping in.

"Loki-Sama!!!" A long, long shout was heard as what came into my sight was a lady in a white battle dress with black as a complimentary color.

She have a voluminous breast that jiggles and sways around while she is running making me gulp my own saliva as I look at her voluminous breast and her voluptuous proportions.

She have silver sparkling eyes and also a silver hair that flutters about in the air because of her running in fast speed.

... I came here to recruit people for my unit, but I may accidentally get a wife even before I get Guinevere back...

Well, what can I do!

I'm weak with women okay!?

This is all Vanir's fault!

... Not really, but anyway, it's not bad to have another wife because my two remaining wives already know I am a person who have a wide heart and can love many people right?

While I was pondering about something like that, finally, the lady tackled me to the fright of the soldiers that she may incur my anger, but when you feel a soft mound of humongous melons around your chest part as a lady hugged you without restraint, then you will really not feel any anger right?

What's more interesting is that, she is strong, physically speaking she is as strong as me if not stronger so I have to stiffen my whole body to not get my ribcage be destroyed by her tackle that make me step back two times.

Of course I have a relaxed expression, can't make my internal monologue slip out to them after all.

The lady, that still have her breast glomped into my chest look up to me with sparkling eyes, oh my god this is so cute.

"Loki-Sama, I'm a fan!"

She shouted as I slowly crept my right hand into her waist and she doesn't seem to mind it at all, while doing so, I put my left hand into her silver colored hair.

"A fan huh? I see, well can I ask the name of this beautiful fan of mine?"

I also looked into her eyes as I made a faint smile on my lips, my eyes are sharp and looks wild, but ladies always fancy wild and carnivorous guys, so that does not diminish my points.

"Ah! Yes, I forgot to mention my name, I am Altair, I am one of the field commander of a unit, and my job is to make minute adjustments that will compliment the commands of the army commanders in the field itself!"

She shouted while leaning further into me and also pressing her voluptuous body into me further.

"I see, that was quite the rowdy introduction eh? And a beautiful name too. Oh, I know, because it is rare to find a fan so bold that she will come tackling me in front, how about I reward you by telling you my stories, and I am also quite interested in your stories too, how about it?"

I make another smile as I say those words and her eyes sparkled further as she heard my suggestion.

"R-really!? Y- you will do that!? Then please, let's go! Bye bye, you guys!"

She waved her hands into her comrades that she just flung into the air a little while ago, but now that I notice it, the soldiers have a rather awkward expression in their faces as they watch me how I get myself a wife after two hundred years, and I would say I didn't get rusty, though it's worrying that their expressions is like that.

"Err... Loki-Sama, I think you shouldn't do that to Altair-san..."

"Y-yeah, or else you will have another earful of shou-"

However before I understand their explanation on why do they have stiff faces, an ear piercing shout was heard, this is the third time I have my ears be damaged on this day.

I am wondering why do they don't want me to have Altair as a wife for a while now, but I see, so Altair already have a partner.

And an annoying one at that.

"ALTAIR, DON'T GLOMP YOUR BREAST TO THAT WOMANIZING BASTARD!"

But, hey, this might be more fun than I thought it would be... Hehehe.