Wizard World Irregular

When Ethan woke up, he found himself in the embrace of two beautiful naked ladies, one on each of his side.

This had been the norm ever since they started their journey to Midgard.

But there were times when Lilith would leave the room whenever he did something very intimate with Emma, not wanting to feel jealous.

Just like Ethan, Lilith wanted to take their relationship slowly and properly.

Hugs, kisses, and cuddles were fine, but they never went past a certain line.

Even when they slept beside each other with their clothes off and skin touching, they never did anything more than that, simply enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies.

For some reason, Lilith found this setup very sweet. It made her feel that Ethan treated her like a lady, not a slave or a servant whom he could use in whatever way he pleased.

The Four Protector Clans lived only for the sake of Ethan’s Bloodline, so if the young man were to ever ask the young ladies from these clans to become his bed warmers, all of them would happily allow him to embrace them.

For them, this was the highest honor.

This was why having the title of the Promised One was such an alluring concept to them—it guaranteed that the lady who had that position would serve by his side forever.

Lilith was also very happy when she found out that Ethan was a kind and respectful Master and a man who always treated his lovers as very important people dear to him.

Although the young man hadn’t said anything yet, Lilith believed that she had also secured a spot in his heart.

Ethan felt so comfortable being hugged by the two ladies lying on the bed beside him that he didn’t wish to stand up.

But, he still had to train with his father after breakfast, and according to Enzo, they were only two days away from reaching their destination.

So, with a heavy heart, he planted a kiss on Emma’s and Lilith’s foreheads before gently prying their hands away from his naked body.

He cast a spell in order to make himself levitate. But, of course, his movement didn’t go unnoticed as Emma and Lilith opened their eyes at the same time.

“Sleep for a bit more,” Ethan said. “It’s still early.”

But, contrary to his expectations, the two ladies also got up from the bed. They started picking up his clothes on the floor and helped him wear them.

“We’re your protectors,” Emma replied. “It will reflect badly on us if we’re not by our Master’s side when he’s awake.”

“That’s right,” Lilith replied as she helped Ethan wear his pants. “Lord Enzo will give me an earful if he sees that I'm not with you.”

Ethan nodded and thanked the two ladies for always taking care of him.

He waited until the two girls were done dressing, washing their faces, and combing their hair before leaving the room with them.

As usual, Lilith entered Ethan’s shadow, while Emma walked behind Ethan by two steps.

This was the distance that was expected of her as his Promised One.

When Ethan arrived on the deck, he looked over the lands in front of the ship.

There was a faint light along the horizon, but the sun had still not risen yet.

For some reason, he would always wake up just before sunrise, so he made it a point to see it from the deck of the ship.

The air was chilly, so he took a robe out of his storage ring. He placed it over Emma’s shoulders and pulled her closer to him to warm her up.

Emma didn’t back away and happily accepted Ethan’s care and kindness. She even leaned her head on his shoulder as she gazed towards the east, waiting for the sun to rise and bathe the world with its light.

Enzo and the Catkins who were already awake gave Ethan a thumbs up in their hearts because they liked the way he was treating his Promised One.

Also, after interacting with the young man in the past few weeks, the Catkins realized that the young man was not an arrogant teenage boy who lorded over them like a noble.

“Lord Enzo, the Young Master is really different from the Young Miss,” one of the Catkins said in a volume that only Enzo could hear. “How do you think she’ll react once she meets her brother?”

“… Please, don’t speak of the one who must not be named,” Enzo replied. “Hah~ if only the Young Miss was as sensible as the Young Master, we wouldn’t have a headache when dealing with her.”

The other Catkins nodded their heads in agreement.

“Just be thankful that the Young Master grew up with a simple background,” Enzo commented. “It’s possible for him to turn out like the Young Missy, had he grown up in Caer Wydion.”

Just the thought of their Young Master acting like their Young Missy made all the Catkins shudder.

“But, what do you think will happen when the two of them meet, Lord Enzo?” a skinny Catkin asked.

“I don’t know… but,” the corners of Enzo’s lips curled up into a smile, “I’m sure that it will be a very interesting sight.”

As if waiting for them to finish their discussion, Wallace appeared on the deck and checked the flight path of the ship to make sure that they were still on the right track.

Enzo had given Wallace a dagger that pointed in the direction of Caer Wydion, and it was the same artifact that Ethan’s adoptive father used to set a course for their flight.

“With our current speed, we will be arriving at our destination a day earlier than expected,” Enzo said.

“How soon will we arrive?” Wallace inquired.

“If nothing unexpected happens, we will arrive before noon.”

“Good.”

“But we need to be very careful once we reach the path that leads to our homeland,” Enzo warned. “If we deviate from the route that I’ll tell you, Sir Wallace, the chances of this flying ship shattering into countless pieces is very high. So, please, make sure to follow my instructions carefully tomorrow.”

Wallace nodded. “The guests follow the Host's customs. I’ll make sure to listen to your directions, Enzo.”

Ethan’s adoptive father had been in Midgard a few times, but he had never gone this far into it in the past, making him look forward to what awaited them at the end of their journey.