Archer flew over Naravo City and used Aura Detector to find the girls; soon enough, he located them. They were on the north wall, surrounded by Lionheart soldiers. He headed in that direction, and a smile appeared when he saw the two blondes.

He reappeared behind them with Blink as Nala said, ”The attacks have slowed down; the scouts reported the many hordes are heading south.”

Lucrezia nodded, ”Archer is probably on the move, and the Swarm hates that boy with a passion,” she said with a laugh. ”You heard their commander; they call him a devil.”

Nala giggled as the conversation continued, unaware of Archer’s mischievous thoughts. As he admired their figures—Lucrezia’s soft curves and Nala’s shapely form—he couldn’t resist the urge. With a playful grin, he reached out and gave their behinds a quick pinch.

Their startled screams filled the air, but Nala quickly moved before Archer could react. In an instant, a blade was pressed against his throat, her eyes flashing with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

Archer smiled charmingly at the lion girl before her eyes widened like saucers, ”Arch! Why are you making us jump!” she said while quickly removing the sword.

Lucrezia beamed as the two girls hugged him. Archer wrapped his arms around them as he asked, ”Do you two want to become bank robbers with me?”

They looked at Archer like he was crazy, causing him to laugh: ”We will head to the Church of Light lands in the south of Verdantia and start stealing their wealth to slow down their constantly growing war machine.”

”Okay, I’m in, husband,” Nala replied excitedly.

Archer turned to Lucrezia, who nodded, ”I’m not going to be the only one left out,” she said. ”It also sounds like fun.”

He chuckled before scooping Nala into a princess carry and taking off. The Mosasaur girl followed, using her magic to fly. The three soared through the beautiful afternoon school, where a breeze gently brushed against their faces.

Archer saw Nala’s lion ear twitching, which caused him to nibble the tip. ” Nyahhh! What are you doing? ”

Nala’s face reddened, causing Archer to smile, ”You’re adorable when you blush.”

”Shut up,” she retorted while looking away with a smile.

While flying, Archer got bored and started singing a song that came to mind while looking at the two girls. His unexpected voice caught their attention, causing Lucrezia to falter with her spell and fall toward the sea below, but she caught herself.

Nala’s eyes widened as she spoke, ”You can sing?”

He nodded, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Ask Nefertiti; she’s seen it firsthand.”

The lioness wasted no time, swiftly sending a message to the succubus, with Lucrezia chiming in. Their bracelets buzzed with a reply: “Amazing! Our husband is talented in many ways; ask him to sing for you.”

Turning to Archer with eager anticipation, Lucrezia’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Can you?” she asked.

Archer couldn’t resist the opportunity. Remembering a song from his days on Earth that had deeply resonated with him during that life, he cleared his throat and began to sing. The unexpected melody surprised the two girls.

“Yeah, oh

Yeah, she said she wants a real man.

One who opens the door, holds her hand, and still smiles when he feels bad.

In control of his emotions, wears his heart on his sleeve but doesn’t get mad.

One who gives her all his time, puts his dreams to the side and gets a real bag.

Yeah, she said she wants a real man

But what she wants is not for real, man.”

“Realest story ever told,

Can’t have a man who’s making money, always home,

Hard like a truck; that’s why he’s always on the road,

Providing everything you need to live the life you say you want,

Can’t have a man who wears his heart on his sleeve,

That one ripped once in a while at the seams,

Especially if you never take the time to look into his eyes,

And hear him when he silently screams,

Yeah, she said she wants a real man,

One who opens the door holds her hand, and still smiles when he feels bad,

In control of his emotions, he wears his heart on his sleeve but doesn’t get mad,

One who gives her all his time, puts his dreams to the side, and gets a real bag,

Yeah, she said she wants a real man,

But what she wants is not for real, man.

“That Disney movie that she wanted was a dream

And not reality or something that she got

She put the man up on a pedestal

Discards him when she found out he was human and he dropped

He’s not perfect but, oh, he tries to live up to her, her beautiful life

But as time goes by, you’ll realize, the man he once knew on the inside, died.”

Archer continued to sing, capturing the two girls’ full attention. Lucrezia stopped flying to listen as he finished the song. Nala stared at him in shock as she asked, ”What was that?”

”A popular song from Earth that came out weeks before I died, the artist was speaking of how men get treated back there,” Archer explained.

”How were they treated?” Lucrezia questioned.

”Very bad,” he said. ”Before I died, men were vilified for being men; all they wanted was a peaceful life where their wives would stay faithful, but relationships aren’t anything special on Earth as they are on Thrylos.”

Nala frowned, ”A man is as important as a woman because without them, the next generation wouldn’t be here, and they make up most of the soldiers, hard laborers, and many other things,” she revealed. ”I cannot understand how women on Earth cannot see how important men are to a race’s survival.”

Archer nodded, ”Neither do I, but I did know some good women who genuinely cared for their husbands or boyfriends. Not all are bad.”

The two girls agreed before they saw Verdantia in the distance and sped up until they spotted a large mountain jutting from the land, which would be the perfect hideout for them to terrorize the church and Novgorodians.

“Land on the mountain ridge so we can plan our next move, Luce,” Archer instructed the Mosasaur.

The Death Witch abruptly veered left, heading for a nearby mountain ledge. She landed with a thud, and Archer followed closely behind, gently setting Nala down once they were on solid ground.

Archer looked out of the lush green landscape that wasn’t ravaged like most, making his suspicion grow. While watching a traveling caravan pass by, he commented, ”Could the Novgorodians be working with the Swarm?”

“I doubt it, Arch,” Nala answered as she joined him. “They are against us surface dwellers, and the Novgorodians may be brash and hot-headed, but they certainly wouldn’t work with the enemy.”

“Maybe you’re right,” he responded as Lucrezia joined them.

She held three rings in her hand. “Take these; they will disguise us so they won’t find out we’re in their homeland.”

Archer grabbed one of them, followed by Nala. When they put it on, his hair turned blonde, his ears shortened to human ears, and his violet eyes turned blue, which surprised him. He turned to Nala, who was now a brown-haired elf with purple eyes.

Lastly, Lucrezia was a cat demi-human with black hair and green eyes. Archer chuckled, ”No one can guess it’s us.”

The mosasaur girl nodded, ”I picked them up in Naravo City during my stay there.”

”A good purchase, Luce,” Archer said. ”I never thought about disguises before, but they might help with robbing the banks.”

After speaking longer and developing a plan, the three descended to the road below and started traveling toward the nearest city. While doing that, Archer sent a message to the Tressyms to flood the Verdantia Continent and locate all the banks.

He also instructed them to gauge the High Elves’ opinions of him, which the fluffy cats readily agreed to. Lucrezia then took his left hand while Nala held his right arm, making him smile.

As they walked, merchants informed them that the next city was Lumina Sancta, the first in a chain of cities leading to Celesta City in the north. Upon hearing this, Archer beamed, his eyes glowing with greed.

Excitement overwhelmed him, but Nala’s pinch quickly returned him to reality: ”Sorry, my love. The thought of all that wealth was too much for me.”

Lucrezia giggled, ”You’re a dragon, after all. So it’s not surprising.”

The three laughed as they spotted a city in the distance, but a woman’s voice reached their ears, ”Adventurers! Adventurers!”

They pivoted and caught sight of a carriage approaching, escorted by a contingent of ten guards. An older woman leaned out from the carriage window, waving energetically among them.

Archer glanced at Nala, seeking her opinion. “What’s our move?” he inquired.

“Let’s use their presence to gain entry into the cities,” Nala suggested. “They might be of assistance to us.”

He approved, and they patiently awaited the carriage’s arrival. As it halted, one of the guards swung open the door, and the woman emerged. Adorned in a lavish gown, she exuded an air of authority, her short silver locks cascading gracefully around her shoulders and her striking green eyes captivating the onlookers.

The woman stopped before them and smiled, bewitching Archer, whom Lucrezia pinched. She introduced herself: ”I am Natalia Volkovitch, Saintess of the Church of Light.”

The mature woman caught his attention as he recognized the name, ‘The Popes wife! Is fate playing with me?’

Archer internally laughed as it seemed fate was lining up the pieces for him to bring down the church after all the stuff they put him through.