The Lustful Villain: Every Milfs and Gilfs are Mine!-Chapter 227. Making Someone Pregnant Gives You A Free Skill?! (Time to Impregnate Them!)
Rex’s first thought before waking up was that he recognized the place by its light.
"Ah shit... here we go again."
He was back in Lustia’s domain.
"I’m starting to think that the fatigue bullshit was your doing."
There was a certain kind of light in Lustia’s domain that wasn’t sunlight or any other man-made source. It was the kind of light that existed in places that were defined by a divine idea rather than physics.
It was warm without being directed, there without being in the way, and it had been the same every time Rex had been here.
Lustia was laughing while perched on her throne, which appeared as goofy and cozy as it always had.
It was not the polite, social kind of laughter that is typically restrained. The genuine laughter, which engaged her entire body, had clearly been ongoing for some time before Rex noticed it, as it was already fully expressed by the time he became aware of it.
"Hahahahaha~! What’s with that look? It seems like you’re tired seeing me, huh?"
"More like enough because meeting you right now is unnecessary."
"Ouch... that hurts a lot, my dear apostle," she said when the laughter had died down. "Anyway~!"
"I’ve seen many people do a lot of things for desire and ambition over a long time, and I want you to know that tonight was one of the best nights I’ve ever had."
Rex looked at her from across the domain. "I’m glad you enjoyed it."
"But for me... that was only the beginning of the fun." Rex crossed his arms. "I had a lot in mind."
"Well, I enjoyed it by a lot," she said, which made her laugh again, but she was able to hold it in. "I spent twenty minutes unable to stop making noise when you used Xavier’s face to freeze Apollo in the middle of an engagement."
"The craftsmanship of that choice, Rex, and the patience of it..."
"Almost months of groundwork for a single tactical application."
She leaned forward on the throne.
"And then," she said, "the absolute ceiling."
"Which you did not manufacture, by the way... I want to be clear that I’m aware of that."
"You pushed him toward it; you constructed the conditions that made it possible, but the magnitude of it was Apollo’s."
"You let him be the thing that destroyed almost half of Aethelgard!"
Rex looked at her.
"And then," she said, sounding like someone who had just gotten to the part they liked best, "you stood in front of the crowd and defended him."
"You used the truth to keep him safe from the consequences that would have made him less useful to your plans, and you did it so well that the headmaster thanked you for it."
"I bet your growing reputation has really upset those Nightwings, especially Theo."
She leaned back.
"I’ve been running apostles for a long time," she said, "and I’ve never had one who was this clear about the difference between destroying someone and controlling the speed and direction of their destruction."
"Okay, okay, is that all you want to yap about," Rex said. "I want to go back as fast as I can now because I really want to kill someone after I say all of that bullshit."
"Aw~! Come on now..." Lustia smiled. "You know that there’s always something attached when I call you here."
She moved her head to the side.
"You’ve reached seven maximum bonds," she said. "That’s a level we’ve talked about before, especially the Subordinate Vessels."
Rex then raised his head. "On second thought... it seems like I didn’t need that at all."
"Oh?" Lustia tilted her head. "Why’s that?"
"Considering how effectively the Avatar Creation skill has worked for me, I believe I can handle everything on my own without assistance from those women."
"Besides... I don’t want to risk another failure like what Lilith and those useless maids did, so it’s better if I work alone with myself, which is the Avatar."
Lustia rested her cheek on her hand and asked, "Are you certain about that?"
"One hundred percent sure..."
"You really are the best Apostle I could hope for with that way of thinking, my dear apostle." Lustia nodded. "Okay... then I’ll change that to something that suits you the most."
Rex waited. "It better be something worth it."
"Well, listen here..." Lustia said, "For any woman who has reached maximum bond with you, there is an additional event threshold."
"If you choose to pursue a relationship with her and she becomes pregnant, the moment of confirmation will unlock a free skill selection."
"I meant that you can choose any skill from the system’s catalog, with no cost and no prerequisites."
She watched him process this, and she can see his surprised look for the first time.
"One pregnancy per woman," she added. "Each unlocks independently; they are not cumulative."
"But... there’s a cooldown. You need to wait for the child to be born before you can make her pregnant again to claim another free skill."
For a moment, Rex stared up at the ceiling of the domain, then turned to Lustia. "That’s quite an incentive," he remarked.
"And it’s something that I’ve been waiting for so long..." Rex laughed.
"It’s designed to be," she said. "I am the goddess of lust, and of course my main area of expertise is the architecture of desire."
Rex thought about this for a while. "Immortality is in the list, but it seems like I don’t need that at all because of avatar creation."
"Everything is in the catalog," Lustia said with a smile. "And I truly meant EVERYTHING that you desire."
Rex smirked. "You’re giving me a way to learn skills that I couldn’t afford otherwise."
"I’m offering you a pathway that requires you to do what you were going to do anyway," she said, "with women who want it, in circumstances that are mutually chosen."
"I don’t see the objection."
Rex laughed, once, the low, genuine version. "No objection. I was already thinking about it."
"I know," Lustia said. "I’m your patron goddess, so I am aware of most of what you’re thinking."
She leaned forward once more.
"Back to the question of the Subordinate Vessel," she said. "Are you really going to throw that away?"
"Yeah, yeah, fuck that shit," Rex said, shaking his head. "The new offer is more aligned with my interests."
"So... I just need to make them pregnant, huh? But what bothers me is..." Rex then looked into her eyes. "Why didn’t all the women I was with get pregnant in the first place?"
"Just so you know, my seed is extraordinarily perfect. I’ve made a lot of women pregnant in my previous life until I lost count of how many children I didn’t pay child support for."
"It is indeed true that you possess extraordinarily perfect seed, which is why I used my power to suppress it so that every woman you’ve been with didn’t get pregnant easily."
"I mean, come on now—you’re doing it without any protection, just because condoms don’t exist in this fantasy world."
"But now, you can simply disable that protection by thinking to yourself that you want to genuinely impregnate the woman. Then, you’ll receive a notification like this." Lustia snapped her fingers.
[READY TO BE FERTILIZED]
"That’s the signal where you can make her pregnant, and then..." She snapped her finger again.
[YOU SUCCESSFULLY IMPREGNATED (THE WOMAN’S NAME)]
Rex laughed. "What a fucking useful system."
"I take that, straight up, without second thought!"
"Fuck Subordinate Vessel," Rex punched his own fist. "I’ll do this my way!"
"Good," Lustia said. "Before you go... do you want to have sex with me as another reward?"
Rex knew that Lustia was probably feeling desperate seeing him fucking a lot of women, and then he started teasing her by saying.
"Nah... I’m busy."
Lustia was surprised to hear that rejection. "W-what...?!"
"We already did it once, so I don’t see why I had to do it twice," Rex smirked.
"You... how dare you tease me like that!"
"Just get me back to my own body fast."
"Alright, alright, sleep now, my dear apostle." Lustia made a frustrated look. "But the next time you come here... we’re going to fuck..."
"Brutally."
