Village Head's Debauchery



He observed the ripple of excitement spreading, infecting each person like an infectious enthusiasm. One by one, they succumbed to the curiosity, craning their necks and stretching their gazes upward.

Suppressing the tense knot forming in his own throat, Stronghold Leader Zogar followed suit, tilting his head to peer upward. And then, as his eyes locked onto the sight above...

...they expanded in sheer disbelief.

It was absurd.... ridiculous, almost surreal. The scene unfolding before him was one he'd never dreamed of witnessing. Even when the words first escaped Caretaker Ivor's lips, or later when Orion himself confirmed it, Stronghold Leader Zogar couldn't shake his scepticism. Despite having faith in the boy's confidence, experiencing it firsthand was an entirely different matter.

And so, as Stronghold Leader Zogar watched, every doubt in his heart was swept away.

If he hadn't known about the plan beforehand, he might have genuinely believed that Naka was extending his divine hand. A wry smile curved across Stronghold Leader Zogar's lips. Despite the questionable use of Naka's name, the imminent transformation of the village through this construction was undeniable, and the effects only made him realize that Orion's plan was much more frightening than he had imagined.

"Everyone!" the Village Chief's voice echoed through the crowd, his exclamation reverberating around the area as he observed the objects descending from the sky, which he knew were Orion's constructions.

Rising to his feet, a broad smile painted across his face, he gazed at the assembly, his expression radiating the joy of witnessing Orion's plan unfold seamlessly. However, for those still kneeling, the Village Chief's smile seemed to mirror the contentment of witnessing Naka's divine response to their prayers.

Some even raised their voices, causing the volume of the sounds and those around them to increase to another level entirely.

Finally, the Village Chief addressed them, "EVERYONE, STAND UP, THAT WE MAY RECEIVE THE GIFTS THAT NAKA HAS BLESSED US WITH. REMEMBER, NAKA FULFILLS THE DESIRES OF OUR HEARTS BEFORE ANY OTHER CONSIDERATION. OPEN YOUR HEARTS TO RECEIVE HIS GIFT. LET US PRAISE NAKA!"

From that moment onward, the echoes of voices and jubilant shouts grew louder than ever before, spreading through the air and reaching far beyond the gathering. 

The villagers rose to their feet one by one, hands lifted high to receive Naka's gifts. "MAY NAKA BE PRAISED!" 

….......

Hearing the voices from down below that seemed to have increased as the hot air balloons descended from the clouds, Orion already understood the emotions behind those voices. With a huge grin on his face, he muttered, "The newborns' problems have been solved."

Stronghold Leader Drakar, taking the responsibility to ensure the smooth descent of the hot air balloons, caught wind of Orion's mutter and nodded in agreement. "You're absolutely right, the newborns' issue has been resolved," he affirmed. 

He then fixed his gaze on Orion and asked, "Now that this matter is settled, do you have any intentions of crafting more contraptions like this?" He grasped the edges of the basket they occupied. "While I can empathize with the stress you've endured in these past few days, if you're able to create a few more of these constructions for the Rightward Stronghold, I promise to personally reward you with a considerable amount of wealth, potentially surpassing what the Village Chief might offer you in return for this achievement."

Hearing Stronghold Leader Drakar's offer, Orion's eyebrows shot up in surprise. After all, with these offers coming at him from all directions, his family would probably be able to amass so much wealth that he would only need to focus solely on his warrior training, rather than his financial concerns.

Nevertheless, he couldn't help but shake his head in defeat. "I appreciate the offer, Stronghold Leader Drakar," Orion responded, "but I'm afraid I have other plans in mind. After this, I intend to return home and take a few weeks of rest. I've got my warrior training to catch up on as well. Besides, Stronghold Leader Zogar has already made a significant proposal that I've accepted, and I'd like to make sure that I follow through on that before considering any more commitments."

Furthermore, he saw this period as an opportunity to connect more deeply with his wives, who had undoubtedly been anxiously waiting for his return.

And, now that he considered it, wasn't this the ideal moment to organize an orgy?

Just imagining all their wet pussies welcoming his hard scorching shaft back home was enough to make him not regret pursuing those both younger and older than him.

Meanwhile, Stronghold Leader Drakar couldn't help but release a faint sigh. "Is that truly your answer?" he asked, already guessing that his brother had made his move and struck a deal with Orion, based on his previous discussion with Caretaker Ivor.

Nonetheless, he decided to ask, exploring the option of extending his stay in the village for a bit longer. However, as he considered the time required for Orion to craft another contraption like this, he realized that waiting for such an extended period was no longer feasible.

He acknowledged that his patience was wearing thin!

"How about this one?" Stronghold Leader Drakar asked. "If you're open to it, I'm willing to barter with you for this construction. Consider it a temporary arrangement until you're ready for a more formal deal." He weighed his options.

Regardless, Orion shook his head and responded, "I'm sorry, I created this to try it out for myself and my family, so I can't trade it. However, if you're patient, I promise it will be worth the wait. The experience I've gained from building this one and others will only make the ones for your stronghold even better." This was the best he could do, considering that the Stronghold Leader's gift had eliminated all of his worries and improved his plan significantly, indirectly improving his status in the village.

"Saria, could you please remove some of the heated stones? We need to prepare for landing," he instructed, shifting his gaze to Saria. She had finally mustered the courage to stand up from her earlier position, her eyes now wide open as she observed the scene below.