Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Amidst the cheers my girls all walked towards me and gave me tender embraces. The officers who knew of my love for the Sirens said nothing and began to break up the groups. They were quite reliable at times like this.

Carried by the mood, I declared the end of the battle. I said party but I wasn't sure if there was anything prepared. The three vital things you needed for a party, was a venue, food and drink, and finally people. Depending on the type of people you might also need some entrainment.

Seeing the Hellsend, Nerio Army and the Awakened we had more than enough people. As there wasn't anything around us in this desolate place, we also had a good venue. The problem was food. I saw some tents with what looked like a buffet spread, but I didn't know if we actually had food.

'Exa, do we have enough to actually have a celebration?'

[I have opened the question to Lady Aki, as the head of Inari's Kitchen she would know.]

'Kamisan?'

Aki made a sultry smile as she flashed her doe like eyes at me.

'As the mistress of your house, naturally it is my responsibility to serve your people. I have my personal squad retrieving the food we prepared. I already anticipated something like this before we even left. We have enough food for 5,000,' she declared smugly.

At her words I sense a large number of people bringing out carts of what looked like food. There were mouthwatering meat dishes, stews and above all large barrels of alcohol. The ones bringing them in were familiar Production Reapers.

They were the ones Eva recruited to cook for us. It felt like a lifetime ago at this point. The soldiers and the South American's gave way. Most of them smiling as the appetizing aroma was already filling the air. Elated that I had such a reliable lover, I reached for her and pressed her body to mine.

"Thank you Kamisan. I love you."

Along with my declaration I leaned in for a kiss, Aki closed her eyes and accepted me with a gentle embrace.

"Ehem! Darling! Vela and I also prepared something!" my Shooting star boasted.

Before I could ask what, it was, I then heard a loud roar from a familiar voice.

"ALRIGHT EVERYONE! LIKE PATRON SAID ITS TIME TO GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"

I looked behind me and saw Connie on a makeshift stage that appeared out of nowhere. I sense digital transmissions flying about as spotlights and drones began filming the stage. She was using {Announce} to modulate her voice and {Interpret} to allow everyone to understand her.

"Huh?"

Bella walked to my side and leaned on my open shoulder. Her body's suppleness and weight felt extremely pleasant. She leaned in and spoke softly into my ear. It was as if she was aiming to tickle my brain with her sexy moans.

"This is a stage we built before Honey, Robyn created a stage that could be picked up and dropped out at the stage of a hat. We moved it just now; the Wizards are the ones coordinating sounds and lighting."

I felt a small being leapt up behind me. Her small boobs pressed behind my back as she nuzzled her nose on my neck. Naturally I knew that it was my adorable Kitten. She was acting like a drug addict who suddenly found her fix.

With glazed eyes Robyn kept licking my neck as she panted, "Possum, this was what we planned for your home coming. I know I should be patient, but I want to make love…"

Amused at her antics I turned my head and gave her a soft kiss.

"Don't worry Kitten, we can take a couple of days, let's just get the groups to mingle and then we can leave."

I turned to Bella and also kissed her. Along with Aki, the two girls were all over me with flushed faces. Suddenly I felt my tie yanked forward. It was a Jo who pouted as if she was being bullied.

With teary eyes she complained as she pulled me closer, "Darling! Stop ignoring me! These hoes are saying all this shit! You didn't even look at my present!"

Seeing her endearing childishness, there was nothing more I wanted but to reach out and embrace her. Funnily enough, Aki and Bella each took my arms and buried them in their chests. It was as if they said that my arms were theirs.

Neither my Brazilian bombshell nor my Japanese land lady wanted to release my hands. Thus, in response, I created a {Shelter} construct and gently pushed Jo from behind.

"Eh? What is that?"

Amused at her confusion, like a vampire I went for a spot on her cleavage and playfully bit her soft and tender skin.

"Ahhh! Darling! What the hell?!"

Despite her complaints, Jo's seductive panting betrayed her real feelings. I licked my lips as my excitement started to build teasing her further as I did.

"How can I pay attention to anything else, Darling? I am quite hungry…I want to eat Italian."

"Ehhhh! But Darling, there are so many people here…Its…too embarrassing…Give me time to prepare my heart…"

With a bewildered face Jo covered her cheeks as she turned away. Relishing Jo's adorable confusion as her fetish and morals collided, I smiled satisfied. The three embracing me all began asking if I wanted other type of cuisine. Specifically, the ones their own bodies belong too.

"ALRIGHT! You know them as the public morals committee, the war freak sisters and the ball smasher guild! Now here for the first time! The public debut of Hellsend's first Idol Unit! GIVE IT UP FOR VELLLLAAAA'S SACREDDDDSSS!!!!"

Connie's declaration had so many questionable elements I turned toward the stage in reflex. There I saw the Saint Division of Hellsend all stand in orderly lines. The lights on the stage all dimmed and focused on Yvonne at the center.

'Exa?'

[One of Vela's Wolves training programs was to get as much combat experience as possible. Lady Jo wanted them to be able to recognize blood lust and train the ability to fight under pressure. Thus, ever since its inception, Vela's wolves have acted like a peace keeping force for North America.]

I remembered Yvonne saying something to that effect after my honeymoon. They even had uniforms and what not. From the reactions of the people, they were effective to some degree.

[Due to their histories, Vela's wolves were particularly aggressive on any case that concerned sexual and domestic abuse. They pulled out guns and had no qualms maiming and outright killing Reapers. They also created a ritual of stomping the testicles of offenders till they turned to paste.]

'Wow, I had no idea.'

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[While they have earned the admiration of many, they also began to get into disputes with various groups. As part of their training, they met force with force. The 2nd Amendment and the Sirens supported their activities, while Philip ensured they wouldn't get convicted. North America has been silent on the matter.]

'They probably think it's a good thing. Still, that's awesome! Why am I only hearing of this now?'

[The Siren's didn't think it was important. As the Wolves grew in size, some squads go to North America to train. Their brutality and penchant for crushing testicles had earned them various monikers. Some of which are "the war freak sisters", "the ball crushing union" and the "public morals committee".]

"Hahahahaha!"

Often times I forget that my people were not like NPC in video games. They were living breathing people. Those that had their own lives and dreams. Hearing about the ridiculous exploits of the Saints made my heart welled with pride.

It felt surreal. Once upon a time Yvonne and her sisters were a Production Saint guild struggling to make ends meet. Now they were singing on a stage while having a track record of assault that would put most men to shame.

If I didn't know her personally, I might have believed the solemn aura she now exuded. Yvonne began to sing what sounded like a church hymn. The equipment near the stage all played the accompaniment giving the impression of an actual concert.

The lights shifted and focused on Yvonne giving her the impression of a devoted priestess. Solemn voices from the rest of the wolves began to join in. The entire performance was impressive. Yvonne eventually led the saints as they sang their hearts out.

Eventually they reached the climax and then the music stopped. Eerily Yvonne walked forward as the rest of the saints kept singing solemnly.