Unlike what Arad expected, Stella was weaker than he expected, and she didn’t even last a minute before giving up and moving her large peach away from his face. He didn’t know whether he did a really good job, or did the maids’ love and emotions overwhelm the two’s senses, but at least Stella had reached her limit.

As she moved away from his face, Bella looked at her with a smile as she pulled Arad’s flesh out of her mouth. "You lasted longer than I expected. Here, I got it nice and ready for you." She stared at her with a smug smile, and Stella looked strangely worried about going any further.

Arad’s flesh was massive, and she knew that it wasn’t getting inside her without hurting like hell, at least at the start. He decided to help a bit, so he reached upward and grabbed her by the hips and slowly pulled her down.

"Just relax a bit." As he whispered, Stella tried to resist for a second and quickly realized the insurmountable wall of strength between them. It didn’t matter how much power she put in her legs; she couldn’t even slow Arad’s movement. She gulped, took a deep breath, and then sat on Arad’s hips, finding out that his flesh almost reached her solar plexus. There was no way it would fit whole inside her.

"But we’ll do it slowly. You hear me?!" She pointed at him, and he chuckled. "Don’t worry. I’ll let you move."

Stella was a bit relieved that Arad won’t be the one moving, because honestly, she might just die if he forced that entire third foot inside her. But there was also the threat of her sister playing a prank on her, and so she glared back. "Bella! Don’t you dare..."

She saw Bella standing ready with a double-hand finger gun, "What are you trying to do?"

"Nothing..." Bella quickly changed her stance and pretended to be calling the maids. "’Have fun. I wasn’t trying to poke you or anything."

Stella gulped, looked back at Arad, and then lifted her hips. "I’ll move on my own. Don’t do anything. You’re too big, so I don’t want it to hurt too much."

"Go ahead."

Stella grabbed Arad’s flesh, lined it up, and started to slowly lower her hips down. Just getting the head in made her tearful from how much it hurt. It was just too big for her. It was then that she felt two cold and small palms landing on her waist. Bella had hugged her form behind, and whispered into her ear.

"Remember when you kicked me, and your foot’s sole went all inside me?" The hug grew tighter as Stella started sweating. "I did apologize for it, didn’t I? I was just trying to kick you at the time."

"And I’m just trying to hug my sister and show her some love and care." At that moment, Bella put her entire weight on Stella’s hips and forced her entire body down. Stella’s agonized scream filled the entire private quarter and got several maids to rush in, but she wasn’t in as much pain as she expected. Besides the painful first sting, she felt strangely normal, and it was then that she noticed Arad looking a bit smaller.

"It would’ve really hurt her if I didn’t do this." Arad sighed and Bella looked at Stella.

"Don’t worry about her. She can take it. Besides, we’re extremely durable and have passive regeneration. If we didn’t, don’t you think she would still be bawling her eyes now?" Both Stella and Bella were far more durable than the average person, and their sense of pain and danger was already numbed.

Arad did hear about that from Dalla, who dealt with them a few weeks ago when they were trying to establish a diplomatic relationship between the half-angels and elves. They did train with Dalla at the time, and those sisters were the first to not pass out from the pain of the slapper’s hands. They were on the ground crying their eyes out, but they didn’t pass out.

Arad did remember his fight with their father, and that man was also just as durable and vicious, explaining where his daughters got their endurance. "What did you do before?"

Arad asked, and Bella looked at him. "Nothing, father didn’t want some random guy whisking us away, especially since we were rare cupids, so he kept us locked in the house the whole time. We did some jobs, but nothing worth mentioning."

Arad smiled. "So, you’re still undeveloped." He pulled Stella up. "Can you move?"

She nodded and started moving her hips. Bella gave her sister a glance and then moved up to sit on Arad’s face and have him lick, so she can be ready for when Stella is done. The four maids, who were beside them from the start, explained what happened to the panicking maids who rushed here after hearing Stella’s scream, and soon, everything returned to normal.

Outside, Arad’s Nymph incarnation walked on the capital’s outer walls and looked at the forest. Arad wore the clothes Claug sent him and had his entire body covered with a black cloak, so he looked both scary and suspicious.

"You there!" A young guard shouted as he spotted Arad on the walls and quickly rushed up the stairs to confront him. "You can’t be here! This is a restricted area where only..."

He froze in place when Arad turned toward him. The poor guard couldn’t even think straight. He was faced with a tall, giant woman who was over three meters in height, wide, and had a frame that didn’t even fit in dreams. But the guard only felt fear and terror as she glared down at him with her burning purple eyes, and the shadows around them grew darker.

"New guy!" A voice shouted, and the guard flinched. That was a familiar voice. He looked back and saw a kid sitting on one of the arrow barrels.

"I’ll handle her; you go back." The kid was Agnar, the blade of the capital. While he was still very much a child, he was also a renowned adventurer and a powerful being that the guards had relied on many occasions to drive away monsters.

The guard nodded and ran away, leaving Agnar alone with Arad.

"Agnar." Arad smiled, and the little kid sighed. "For heaven’s sake, the hell is that form?" He gave Arad a second look, "You look more like... an older Yuwaku that went through several mid-life crises and a failed life."

"Probably," Arad looked at the forest again. "So, how is the situation with the wizards outside? I already killed two inside the city."

"Depends. They are wizards, so they are good at hiding. We can’t carelessly track them down either, since we’ll only be pelted with spells." Agnar jumped from the barrel and landed on the edge of the battlements. "Hunting them would take days, if not weeks."

"I see... then what about the other matter?" As Arad asked, Agnar looked a bit worried at first, then scratched the back of his head.

"I’m pretty sure she’ll use this mess to attack. If that Poppy is as crafty as you said, she might already be with the city’s walls." He looked toward Arad. "The wizards can deal with their own kind well enough, but we have to focus on making sure Poppy doesn’t exploit this situation."

"Do you have a plan?"

Agnar blinked. "You’re asking a brat? But I guess she looks like a kid as well." He smiled, "Very well, I’ll come up with something to hunt her down. Maharaja is the queen of the hunt after all."