Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Lancelot's eyes scanned over the huge expanse of land now visible thanks to the hard work of his and Guinevere's Territory, but it was hard to see it all due to him not being the master of half of it.

He wanted to ask her something, but how she took his words would affect their relationship forever, and it was his first time doing it despite planning to ask Sumika for the same when they had a moment to talk.

"Guinevere."

"Yes, darling?"

"Come here, all of you leave this area and patrol the other walls."

"M'lord? But..."

"I can protect this part of the wall just fine alone. Go."

After the second time, his voice ordered the elves and hares as they left the place, turning back to watch the scene of their two lords moving closer to each other with curious eyes and twitching noses.

"Darling, what's the matter being so serious?"

Guinevere came close to Lancelot since they were alone.

She hugged his left side like a habit as Morgana took the right side and Ikumi the back normally, her delicate fingers tracing along his cheek, watching him gaze at her with gentle eyes.

"Will you become mine officially?"

"I have been yours for so long already—whatever do you mean?"

"Let's make my kingdom our kingdom." His words were spoken slower and with a deeper tone than normal as both his hands lifted her chin, gazing at her strange face as her mouth opened and closed.

They did start the process in the past, but she thought it was just for formalities sake and that he would never go all the way, yet he did, which caused her heart to thump.

"You mean it?"

"I will be equal to Morgana in your heart? No longer can you take her side all the time...!"

Why is her lovely face so adorable when she's embarrassed and shy? I can feel her heart beating so rapidly with deep, powerful thuds.

"Of course, I swear."

"Mmmm! Then... What about my ring? Hehe~ I'm kiddin—"

The next moment, Lancelot lowered himself to a single knee, pulling out a small golden box with the symbol of the Empire on the lid.

"This ring is one of a kind and will only allow the true owner to wear it. I had these made in secret. Even the gods couldn't have watched my actions."1

"Lady Guinevere, please become my mine."

Clack!

A beautiful gem glistening with a deep ocean blue radiance, the sapphire matched Guinevere's eyes perfectly as the platinum and mythril ring shimmered with countless engravements that were all words of love from the very heart and mind of Lancelot.

"Y-you... This ring..."

Warm tears began to spill from her eyes, slow, gentle teardrops forming into a stream of tears as she held Lancelot's hands trembling, reading his messages, those only for her eyes. Even if the great god tried to read them, it would just be squiggles, but for her...

It was a love note spanning the moment Lancelot first saw her in their first lives.

"Thank you, Lady Guinevere, for enduring such hardships and putting up with me even when Iacked all tact and didn't acknowledge the end you must have suffered."

"From this moment," His finger took the ring, sparkling with the light of Avalon's two suns like blessing their union.

He slipped it slowly onto her left-handed ring finger... "We will face any end together, no matter if it is our victory or loss."

Instantly after the ring fixed onto her hand, she kissed him and pushed the poor Lord onto his back as she entangled his tongue, sucking on it as if lost in a moment of insanity and passion, her tears were salty, but Lancelot would still say the kiss was sweet.

He loved Guinevere regardless of what her tears tasted like because every single one of these drops came from the heart, and he cherished it more than anything else.

"...You sure take my words seriously," Lancelot chuckled a bit awkwardly as he recovered from being pinned down by her sudden display of passion and affection.

Her cute face only looked blissful as she released his tongue with a wet smack, "I wonder how serious you are about facing ends together?"

Guinevere pouted with cheeks blushing red before she planted another kiss onto him... And then yet another... As the couple drowned themselves in their passionate kisses and embraced under the shadow of the two Suns, the world they knew was coming to an end, whether in their victory or defeat...

As the pair's kiss came to an end, the shimmering threat of saliva dripping from their tongues fell onto the green grass while both held each other in a warm embrace before suddenly they both saw a screen appear...

It was the lord interface for those who owned territory, but they both saw the same screen, and both could interact with it.

This was proof that Avalon had accepted their oath.

Now, both of them would rule the entire territory, with only the troops being distributed separately.

⁜ Combine Territory to create the Capital City Camelot and its surrounding forest, Sherwood forest?⁜

"Lancelot... if you accept this, you will never get rid of me, you know?"

"Guinevere, you were a girl I saw as a naive boy and yearned for you to become my wife. Do you think I would let you escape now you are mine?"

"Fufu, my husband is such a ladykiller... Sumika and Evaine... you might even do it with Rena, right?"

"Haha... how about you just kiss me and stop being doubtful."

Guinevere began to fight him playfully as they rolled in the grass, no longer caring about the enemy attacking them and instead just embracing the moment of peace the two had at this moment.

Because both of them knew that the attack today was the beginning of the end of their quiet days, and soon, the Empire would go to war with the Western Federation...

"Mmmmm~ I will kiss you and dominate you, crushing my enemy!"

The pair lovingly spent five minutes fighting, kissing and holding each other tightly as Lancelot pinned her down, forcing the young lady into a certain defeat.

"Lancelot... My love, can you please save my parents... I... want to do it myself, but I lack the strength..."

Her eyes were earnest, and the plea from her heart, but Lancelot only smirked at her before showing his silver gauntlet.

"Little Guin, they are already my family. How could I let them die, all for the sake of the Guineverian Empire."

"You're so dumb! What Guineverian! It's Brittanican!"

"Hahahah! Let's crush the enemy and make our territory bigger—now that Camelot will become a city, we both need to make a new village and a country!"

"In the demon kingdoms or human..." She asked, kissing his neck tenderly, wrapping her arms around him and not letting him free until he told her.

"Hahaha, well..." Lancelot played along and leaned close, the scent of grass, berries and Guin perfume mixing into a wonderful scent as he kissed along her neck to her ear and whispered. "I will take both."

"!!!"

"Greedy~ husband, but I like it!"

***

Ten minutes later, both Guinevere and Lancelot were standing before the combined forces of both Lords with over seven hundred troops in total. The majority were armoured frost hares, with Marimo and Ikumi leading their respective troops.

Lancelot didn't hold back. He even brought Nuriel and all the angels from his Territory, along with the succubi and a portion of the kitsune from Sumika's village.

Meanwhile, Guinevere brought her three high elves who spawned from the half-elf tree, like magic, a hundred frost hares, and two hundred elven archers along with mages led by the elf, Almeidora, who became stronger from Sumika's teachings.

Everyone had armour forged by Lancelot's most skilled blacksmiths, which were one angel, a succubus, a frost hare and kitsune, all of them forged together to make unique armour and weapons.

This included Lancelot's angel knights, and Guinevere's High Elf Mages, Frost Hare hammer Warriors, Elven Archers, and the succubi, Sanguine Knights.

Both Lords gazed upon their army and nodded. The feeling of unity filled their souls because they shared their Territory, and all of the people present belonged to, made both Lancelot and Guinevere feel warmth as their fingers intertwined. Standing at the front of the troops, Lancelot spoke clearly as his words reached all his subordinates.

"My friends, today marks the start of the era where we live peacefully in our Territories and the beginning of a war to liberate our neighbours and have them serve under our banner. Our enemy isn't a person, nor is it some nation, but the entirety of Avalon that shall become ours."

"Meet your future queen, my wife, and second only to me, treat her equally to Morgana and heed her orders in my absence."

Guinevere waved gently while smiling brightly, wearing a golden dress covered with armour matching Lancelot's, both crafted by the angel and succubus smiths using Lancelot's designs.

Lancelot had added runes and magic circles onto his armour to make it more durable while remaining light and agile, and given Guinevere some protection in the form of his armour, as part of her damage would be transferred onto his, not only protecting her but giving the pretty lady a distinct look that matched his style.

Seeing the troops cheer in joy for the marriage between their Lords made both Lancelot and Guinevere smile, but they had to kill their enemies first before they could hold a proper ceremony.

"Today, we head out; let us kill those beasts, purify the corrupted, and seize their Territories for our empire—Forward!!"