Archer halted his spellcasting as violet flames blazed across the battlefield. The girls approached him and positioned themselves behind his back.

Shaking his head, he conjured Frost Nova, swiftly extinguishing the flames. With this done, he spun around to face the girls, startling them.

Observing their reactions, Archer burst into laughter. Ella stepped closer, playfully pinching his side. “Why are you laughing, mister? Do you find amusement in startling us girls?” she quipped.

Archer’s laughter continued, prompting the half-elf to roll her eyes before resuming, “We could have managed them on our own.”

With a nod, he leaned forward, planting a quick peck on Ella’s cheek.

Blinking at each of the other girls, he repeated the gesture, leaving them with pleased smiles. Having concluded these lighthearted interactions, they pressed forward.

Archer’s eagerness to swiftly dispatch the slavers guided his steps toward Larissa.

Opting for his dragon form to conclude the final quest, he briefed the girls on his plan before uttering, “Draco.”

Radiant light emanated from him as he transformed into his dragon form, extending to a length of 15 meters and a height of 10 meters.

As his transformation unfolded, his tail inadvertently uprooted trees, prompting laughter from the girls. Lowering his body, he provided them a platform from which to leap onto his back.

Sera followed suit, adopting her own dragon form—a red dragon measuring 5 meters in length and 5 meters in height.

Taking to the skies, she began circling above. Archer spread his enormous wings and ascended into the sky.

While airborne, he activated the Aura Detector, heightening his vigilance.

After flying for an hour, Archer spotted a dark cluster in the distance. Adjusting his course, he aimed for it.

Sera took the lead, soaring ahead. Upon her arrival, Archer witnessed her engaging in combat.

Approaching the scene, Archer descended abruptly, causing the ground to tremble upon landing.

Before him lay a scene of chaos, with burning shacks and frantic slavers scrambling in disarray.

The bandits’ movements ceased as a colossal white dragon landed in their midst, sowing panic.

Amid the turmoil, Archer’s attention was drawn to a cage containing a group of human men, destined for forced labor under the buyers’ dominion.

With a swift, fluid motion, Archer’s tail struck the stunned slavers. Upon contact, they disintegrated into mist, vanishing instantly.

Witnessing the results, excitement surged within Archer, and he launched into an attack against the remaining bandits.

The girls excitedly dismounted from Archer’s back, launching a fierce assault against the camp’s occupants.

Locking his gaze onto a large group of slavers converging towards them, he inhaled deeply.

His chest expanded as he harnessed the primal forces of ice and frost coursing through his veins.

Mana surged from his core, coalescing into a formidable energy. In an instant, his mouth parted, and a resounding roar echoed across the battlefield.

A torrent of frosty air erupted from his mouth, manifesting into a sweeping wave of chilling brilliance. .

The air itself seemed to crystallize as it billowed forth, a relentless force of nature unleashed upon the unsuspecting adversaries.

Caught off guard, they stumbled and faltered as the icy blast engulfed them.

Their movements slowed, their breaths visible in the frosty haze, panic etched across their faces.

The biting cold numbed their limbs, transforming their once confident strides into desperate struggles against the encroaching frost.

The wave of freezing energy advanced with unstoppable momentum, reaching out like the icy fingers of winter to claim its victims.

Slavers within its path were ensnared by the relentless chill, their movements sluggish as frost coated their armor and weapons.

Seeing his attack, the girls were shocked and excited; a certain little dragon started to feel restless.

Ella shook her head with a smile as she watched him. Archer’s eyes blazed with intensity, his focus unwavering as he guided the coursing ice breath.

The icy blast covered the slavers in freezing layers, trapping them in ice. They struggled to escape, but the frost held them tight, wrapping them in its cold grip.

In a matter of moments, the battlefield chaos transformed into a frozen tableau, the captured slavers held within a prison of ice.

Tension hung thick in the air as Archer’s potent magic clashed with the helpless state of the frozen slavers.

As the last vestiges of the ice breath dissipated, silence settled over the battlefield. The slavers stood immobilized, their expressions frozen in a mixture of shock and fear.

Archer stood over them, a sinister smile playing across his massive face—an unsettling sight for a massive dragon.

Witnessing this, a sense of foreboding rippled through the humans. They could sense that something ominous was about to unfold.

Filled with excitement, he began crushing the trapped slavers, their agonizing screams reverberating throughout the grove.

The chilling sound echoed far and wide, prompting all beings and creatures in the vicinity to instinctively steer clear.

Having dealt with the slavers, Archer reverted to his humanoid form. Surveying his handiwork, he nodded, a contented smile gracing his features.

Archer turned towards the girls and said, “Let’s continue. We will free the slaves and head to Larissa.”

With a nod, the girls proceeded to release the captives, while Archer settled onto a tree stump and quenched his thirst.

Once the prisoners were liberated, the group resumed their journey northward. They traveled for hours until the sun started to set.

Archer and the girls continued their journey along the winding road, their footsteps harmonizing with the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant murmur of the sea.

The air was tinged with a soothing saltiness, a reminder of the vast expanse of water that lay beyond the horizon.

As they walked, the sun’s warm golden glow began its gradual descent, painting the sky with a cascade of colors.

Hemera, who had a keen eye for beauty, was the first to notice the transformation above them.

“Look,” she said softly, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and reverence. “The sun is setting.”

Archer and the girls came to a sudden stop, all turning their gaze westward.

The sky resembled a stunning painting, its colors shifting seamlessly from deep blue overhead to fiery oranges and purples near the horizon.

Tiny specks of pink and gold adorned the clouds, resembling delicate strokes from a heavenly artist’s brush. The mesmerizing display extended as far as their eyes could reach.

He shook his head and opened a portal to the domain. He gestured for the girls to go ahead, allowing them to enter first before he followed behind.

All of them were exhausted, including Nefertiti, who had been waiting for him in the domain. She rushed towards him and embraced him warmly.

A smile tugged at Archer’s lips as he felt her embrace, savoring the sensation of her body against his. He greeted her affectionately, “It’s good to see you again, my succubus.”

At his words, she playfully nipped at his neck, sending a shiver down his spine. Amused and slightly aroused, Archer responded by hoisting the pink princess onto his shoulder.

Archer had taken each girl except for Hemera. He approached her from behind, his voice a soft whisper in her ear.

“My Sun, your turn will come tomorrow. I intend to claim you as my own, to ensure you can never escape me.”

Hemera’s body tingled at his whispered promise, and she felt a rush of heat between her legs.

She didn’t manage to voice a reply before Archer playfully nipped at her earlobe, coaxing a sweet moan from her lips. “Mmmmghnn!~~”

Archer’s grin widened, and with a practiced spell, he opened a gate that led to their lair. Stepping through, he emerged in a room with the four girls.

The hours continued to pass as Archer concluded the intense encounter. All of them lay in a state of deep slumber.

Teuila was curled up, softly snoring, Ella rested on her knees with her ass raised in the air and Sera reclined against his thigh.

Nefertiti cocooned herself in the sheets, sleeping soundly. Archer watched all the girls with a smile.

But when he saw Ella’s ass and couldn’t hold it in, he moved Sera’s head and got behind her as he buried his member deep in her again.

His actions caused her to moan out loud as she felt him **ing her again, Ella started moaning into the mattress to not wake up the other girls.

Soon after he released his seed deep inside her for the sixth time and she couldn’t stay awake and fell asleep again.

Archer still wanted to have sex so he grabbed a hold of Teuila causing her to wake up, she looked at him with a smile before he ravaged her to the point she couldn’t take it.

After dealing with his ocean princess he took each girl to their rooms and placed them in bed to sleep better.

Once he was done with that he made his way to the balcony and sat down to watch the stars.

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