A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1562: I Remember That

Archer watched the High-Elf Ayrennʼs violet eyes widen in shock. Soon enough, the fleet started moving forward, letting their crews go wild as the cannons erupted even more and peppered the landscape. He chuckled as she turned to him in shock before shaking her head.

ʼʼWhy are these things so powerful?ʼʼ she asked.

ʼʼMagic and invention,ʼʼ a smooth voice replied.

Archer and Ayrenn turned around to see his dwarf wife, Dellah. He stepped forward and hugged the smaller woman. She loved the affection and melted into his embrace. The older woman grabbed his cheeks and gave him a passionate kiss. He happily returned the gesture while holding her curvy waist.

When they broke apart, she spoke. ʼʼItʼs good to see you, husband. I know weʼve both been busy, but would you like to spend some time together?ʼʼ

ʼʼOf course.ʼʼ

Following that, Archer turned to a shocked Ayrenn before introducing the two women. ʼʼAyrenn, this is one of my wives, Dellah Wyldheart, leader of the Ironfoot Clan.ʼʼ

The dwarf woman gave the High-Elf a warm smile as he continued. ʼʼDellah, this is one of my newest wives, Ayrenn Wyldheart. She saved me a few times when I was younger and was locked up for it.ʼʼ

When Dellah heard this, her yellow eyes widened, muttering. ʼʼYouʼre the locked-away princess the others spoke about.ʼʼ

Ayrenn laughed. ʼʼThatʼs me, and I heard youʼre a great inventor. Designed many of the Draconian weapons.ʼʼ

ʼʼAnd ships, planes, and underwater machines,ʼʼ Archer added, a proud smile stretching across his face.

ʼʼNot surprising, you Dwarves are well known for your magic inventions,ʼʼ the High-Elf commented.

Dellah nodded in agreement. ʼʼOf course, and the Ironfoots are the best before we were kicked out of the northern continent.ʼʼ

ʼʼDonʼt worry, youʼll return soon,ʼʼ he reassured the older woman.

Moments later, the booming of cannons shattered the #silence, their fiery blasts illuminating the sky as the fleet got close to the shoreline. The barrage intensified, a storm of iron and flame hammering the vessels. Archer, his brow furrowed, let out a weary sigh. Raising his hand, he created a barrier around the ships.

It is absorbing the brunt of the onslaught and easing the strain on their shields. As the fleet inched closer to land, transport bays hissed open, unleashing a swarm of landing craft that surged forward, their engines roaring like beasts unleashed. The vehicles tore across the water toward the enemyʼs fortified defenses, kicking up sprays of foam in their wake.

From the cliffs above, a hail of glowing spells arced through the air, aimed at the advancing landcraft. But the Draconian Mages met it head-on. With gestures and incantations, they used counterspells that clashed midair, bursting into radiant explosions that lit up the sea like a second dawn.

At the forefront of the charge, a towering Dragonkin warrior leapt onto the roof of his landcraft, his scales glinting under the flickering light of distant fires. He threw his head back and unleashed a roar, a sound that seemed to ripple through the very air, reverberating with magic.

The shockwave shattered most of the projectiles, their fragments dissolving into sparks. Arrows, launched in desperate volleys from the enemyʼs ranks, clattered uselessly against the landing craftʼs reinforced shields, their tips blunted by the resolve of the Draconiansʼ mages.

Archer watched this with a proud smile. Ayrenn was shocked by the raw power of the cannons, and Dellah giggled. ʼʼThese machines are deadly; it took me half a year to come up with their design.ʼʼ

ʼʼI remember that,ʼʼ he responded. ʼʼYou stayed in your workshop for so long, I had to drag you out on a date.ʼʼ

The older woman couldnʼt help but give him a bright smile just as Maeve and Inara approached. The orange-haired beauty spoke, yawning. ʼʼWeʼre going to get some sleep; this pregnancy is taking its toll on me.ʼʼ

ʼʼSame, handsome,ʼʼ the lioness added, stretching her arms. ʼʼThis little cub is eating at my mana, leaving me low every morning.ʼʼ

When Archer realized this, he sent two streams of mana into the woman. They sighed in relief, and Inara gave him a big smile before suddenly hugging him. ʼʼThank you, husband! That pain has been annoying me,ʼʼ she whispered.

A shiver ran down his spine as her breath brushed against his ear. After that, the two women stepped onto the ship, leaving him, Ayrenn, Dellah, and Ashoka, who now joined them with a curious expression. Her tail slowly swayed behind her as he questioned. ʼʼWhatʼs on your mind?ʼʼ

ʼʼI believe the Alliance has absorbed the continent and my old homeland,ʼʼ Ashoka answered. ʼʼIt doesnʼt matter because weʼll take the entire continent.ʼʼ

ʼʼYouʼre right, and it wonʼt take us long,ʼʼ he reassured the tigress. ʼʼWeʼre bringing thirty legions being led by Elaraʼs 1st, the best in the entire empire.ʼʼ

When Ashoka listened to his words, her tail swayed even faster as she leaned in and kissed his cheek. Following that, Dellah grabbed their hands. ʼʼLetʼs go get some rest while the soldiers set up a beachhead. If the enemy knew we were here, theyʼd go nuts.ʼʼ

ʼʼThatʼs right,ʼʼ Ayrenn added from behind. ʼʼI heard theyʼve put bounties on husband and the whole harem; the enemy soldiers take it seriously as well.ʼʼ

Archer began laughing and waved off her concern. ʼʼThe harem are never alone or can even be captured thanks to the dragon tattoos.ʼʼ

He said just as the High-Elf vanished and materialized in his arm, making the young woman yelp in surprise. This made everyone laugh as he leaned down, giving the blonde a passionate kiss, making her stiffen, but she quickly reciprocated, causing Dellah to whistle and Ashoka to giggle.

The group of four entered a private lounge reserved exclusively for them, a common feature on most vessels due to Archer and his haremʼs regular travels. Once inside, Archer settled into a plush chair, gently setting Ayrenn down. The older woman busied herself preparing tea, while the exhausted tigress curled up and drifted into sleep.

ʼʼSo these are the famous harem cabins Iʼve heard about,ʼʼ the High-Elf commented, glancing around with wonder in her eyes.

ʼʼThat they are,ʼʼ Dellah answered. ʼʼI specifically added these things so we can travel in peace.ʼʼ

Ayrenn looked amazed before questioning. ʼʼCan anyone enter?ʼʼ

ʼʼNo, itʼs connected to the dragon tattoos, or they have to be invited,ʼʼ the older woman revealed. ʼʼItʼs a security measure that will stop the enemy coming in if they were to invade the ship. Powerful golems would activate to kill them.ʼʼ

Archer laughed at the Dwarfʼs words but agreed. ʼʼIt was an idea we came up with after drinking for twelve hours.ʼʼ

ʼʼI remember that night, the workers complained the next morning. Claiming they couldnʼt get any sleep thanks to the banshee screams,ʼʼ Dellah giggled.

The High-Elfʼs cheeks went red, but he threw her a lifeline. ʼʼDonʼt tease Ayrenn Del, but enough of all that, when will that tea be done?ʼʼ

ʼʼA few minutes,ʼʼ she answered.

Ayrenn turned to him, smiling before she mouthed. ʼʼThank you.ʼʼ

Following that, the three of them began chatting over tea as the sound of the cannons above erupted. Archer sent out a flock of Mana Birds to watch the battle unfold, thanks to the little creatures spread out. He noticed the landing craft had already hit the beach, but the legions were being pinned down.

With a smirk, he sent some of the birds into the fortifications, holding back the wave of Draconians. When the mana-filled beasts slammed into the stone walls, explosions tore through them. They crumbled and fell down the cliffs, giving his soldiers the break they needed to push forward.

Just then, he felt someone touching him as he opened his eyes to see Dellah looking at him with a concerned expression. ʼʼAre you okay, Arch? You spaced out for a moment?ʼʼ she asked.

ʼʼIʼm good, just been helping with the invasionʼs advance,ʼʼ he said with a head shake, springing to his feet.

Archer stretched, wincing slightly. ʼʼTime for some sleep. My bodyʼs screaming, probably from Sera gripping my hand like a vice during labor.ʼʼ

Dellah and Ayrenn chuckled, bidding him goodnight as he slipped into a nearby room, collapsing onto the plush bed and drifting off instantly. Sometime later, the two women joined him in bed after chatting. The Dwarf woman lay on his right side, the High-Elf on his left.

The duo began touching him all over, waking Archer up, only to see Dellahʼs glowing yellow eyes gazing at him full of lust. This put a smile on his face as he leaned in to kiss the older woman while his hand roamed down Ayrennʼs body. The blonde shivered in delight, thanks to continuing where they left off.

As he reached her panties and began rubbing, Ayrenn clutched his arm tightly, her breath catching. She bit down on his shoulder, muffling her moans. ʼʼMmmmghh~~ Arghhh~~ Ohhhnnmmm~~.ʼʼ

Pleased with her reaction, Archer slipped inside and started rubbing her clit, only to realize she was soaking wet. Her love juices poured out and covered his hand as she moaned once again.