My Milf System-Chapter 357.

Returning to his realm after a long absence, Asher was more than pleased to find the land flourishing. The elves, deeply attuned to the natural world, were busy tending to the Great Forest—meticulously pruning and cultivating the ancient and fruit trees.

Under the steady hand of his friend Adrian, the realm had become a well-oiled machine. He ensured the women of his household wanted for nothing; food, fine silks, and every comfort were provided, a necessity considering most of them were now expectant mothers.

The moment Asher appeared, the air filled with joyous cries. A crowd swarmed him, everyone eager for a word or a touch. To address them all, he called for a gathering in the town square. He took his place atop the stone wall surrounding a sprawling, ornate fountain, looking out over the faces of those he protected.

As the crowd assembled, he spotted his mother and sister stepping out of his manor alongside his wife, Anna. Their radiant, happy expressions made him beam. Rose, the Demonic Queen, stood nearby, flanked by a contingent of fifty elves.

Asher raised his hands for silence. "Good day to you all. I am glad to see you as vibrant as the land itself. As you know, I’ve been away hunting a fallen god called Moriel—the one responsible for the necrotic plague in Eldoria." His voice cracked, turning low with grief. He looked down, a heavy lump forming in his throat. "That plague took my friend Derrick, and countless others. But his cruelty didn’t stop at death. This god experimented on the living, even dragging demons from their realm to use as subjects for his twisted games."

Rose stepped forward, raising a hand. "Yes, Rose?" Asher prompted.

"In the Demon Realm, we were not idle," she declared. "We hunted those who conspired with this fallen deity. I can confidently say the perpetrators have been captured and are currently rotting in our dungeons."

Asher nodded, a proud glint in his eye. "Excellent. With Moriel gone, no one remains who can withstand your curse magic. Those prisoners are yours to do with as you wish." He shook off the grim tone, his face brightening. "On a lighter note..." He reached into his collar and pulled out a shimmering necklace. "I have gathered all the Keys of Ascension. Tomorrow, I ascend to the Heavens!"

A wave of gasps rippled through the square. Elaris, the Elven Monarch, stepped toward the fountain. "May I see the artifact with my own eyes, my liege?"

Asher nodded and leaned down. As she touched the keys, her eyes darted over the intricate metalwork in bewilderment. ’Is this the true scale of his power?’ she wondered. Any lingering doubt vanished. Even if their children were not sired by elven males, she knew their lineage would be stronger than ever carrying Asher’s blood.

"Congratulations," she whispered, handing it back.

"Thanks, Elaris."

Suddenly, a small figure, with big curves and boobs darted through the crowd, weaving between legs until she reached Asher and threw her arms around his waist. He looked down to see Rin’s pouting face, her small demonic horns framing her indignant expression.

"Rin going heaven too!" she wailed.

Asher caressed her cheek. "Now, now, Rin. Usually, only one person is allowed—"

"Not fair! Rin miss you! Rin want to go!" she insisted, her pout deepening.

He sighed affectionately, watching her arrow-shaped demonic tail swish anxiously behind her. "A demon girl in the Heavens? Well, if you can manage to step through the Holy Gate with me, then yeah....I’ll take you along. Deal?"

Her ears perked up, her heart swelling with triumph. "Yeah! Rin going heaven!"

Asher chuckled and finished his speech, thanking his people for their loyalty. He spent the remainder of the day in his mansion with his inner circle: Anna, Rin, Rose, Elaris, and his mother and sister. After a long, celebratory night together, the house finally fell into a peaceful slumber.

The next morning, the smell of toasted bread pulled Asher from sleep. He wandered into the kitchen to find Anna already busy at the stove. He crept up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She gasped, leaning back into him.

"Good morning, my love," he whispered, kissing the crook of her neck.

"Morning, dear," she replied, tilting her head to give him better access. "You’re up early."

"The scent of your cooking reached me in my dreams," he murmured, his mouth watering. "I couldn’t stay away."

Anna beamed. "Well, in that case, sit down. I’ll feed you."

Instead of a chair, Asher hopped onto the counter, grinning. Anna shook her head at his antics but began feeding him piece by piece. "Say ’ahhh’."

"Ahhhhh." He took a bite, chewing with exaggerated delight, humming and licking his lips as if it were a royal banquet. Anna laughed; she had truly missed his goofy side.

After breakfast and a shared bath, Anna helped him select his attire. "You want to look presentable for the goddess, don’t you?" She handed him a crisp white long-sleeved shirt, tailored black trousers, and polished shoes.

"I was planning on rocking shorts and sneakers!" Asher joked.

"Absolutely not!"

He dressed, then pulled her into a deep kiss, planting his lips on hers. "Thank you for everything, honey. Don’t overwork yourself in my absence since you’re now also carrying my child."

Anna nodded. "Dont worry." She brushed a hand against her small tummy. "I’ll take care of our child. It’ll grow up as healthy and vibrant as you."

Asher smiled. "Now then, I think l can go in peace—"

"Me too! Rin going too!" the demon girl shouted, bursting into the room.

Asher shrugged at his wife. "Maybe not entirely in peace."

Anna rubbed her temples. "I suppose I should see you off as well. Just in case things... go sideways."

"Yeah, probably for the best," Asher agreed.

Rin just looked at the two, wondering what ’sideways’ they were talking about, but she actually didn’t care much. As long as she was going to the heavens with Asher, she would be happy!! She’ll get him all to herself and spend time with him.

Anna opened a shimmering dimensional gate. As they stepped through, the familiar air of Eldoria hit them—a nostalgic blend of grilled skewers and fresh market fruit. It reminded Asher of the first time he came into this world, reincarnated into a poor family, weak, and easily beaten by girls. Now here he was, about to ascend the heavens, a feat no ordinary person could pull off.

Without another word, the three of them set off toward the Eldoria Church of Grace.

Tbc