"Young Master! Young Master!" came a soft voice while two fair hands tried to wake up Dermitos as he was sleeping in his tent.

  “Mmm… five more minutes… or ten…” He pulled the bnket over his head, but soon, it was peeled back down, against his wishes.

  "Young Master, it's the General's orders! Your squad needs to report in an hour!" the voice continued, sounding panicked.

  "Ugghh… Little Mei… can't I skip it? I'm a Prince... I rank higher than him…." He grumbled, turning and tossing, trying to go back to sleep, but Meishan refused to let go of the bnket.

  "Hauh… Young Master, please, you would get in trouble!" She insisted with a worried voice.

  As she tried to wake Dermitos, she wore an agitated expression, her lengthy, bck hair tied up in a ponytail, while her golden eyes darted around the tent, searching for a way to wake him up for good. In the end, blushing, she climbed straight into his bed and went under his bnket, knowing precisely what would prompt her prince to finally wake up. As always...

  "Ohh? You know what I like, my dear Meishan~!" Dermitos moaned, finally stopping the fight and enjoying the sensation. Which he was very much used to, as his young body was full of energy and drive thanks to his potent powers awakening in his early teens. The only trouble was that his energies were directed elsewhere, not towards being a military officer... Just like now. Although... he had to agree that the uniform did help a lot. As for Meishan, she had been serving him for more than ten years by then, knowing everything her young Master liked and loved. And, of course, she was ready to serve him the moment he first brought it up, turning it into a natural role between them. "Now, this is the wake-up call I missed~!"

  "Yo, zybones, you up?" came a loud voice as the Xendar opened the tent's fp, coming in without asking.

  "Can't you wait?!" Dermitos groaned as he looked at him, frustratedly, as Meishan froze under the bnket, trying to be invisible.

  "Huh? For what?" He snorted, "You are already up, so get your ass out of bed and come! The captain is already at his post!"

  "Give me a few minutes!" Dermitos moaned, but Xendar just furrowed his brows.

  "Nope! I won't! You zy fuck!" He came closer and grabbed onto the sheet, pulling it off with a swift swipe of his hand, revealing Meishan underneath, who was hugging Dermitos's waist, trying not to look up with a full mouth. "Damn it…" Xendar grumbled, hurriedly putting the bnket back on them. "If you could swing your sword as much as you wield your spear, you would be a captain already... Finish it quickly, you bastard... I can't cover for you much longer!" he looked away, compining as he stormed out of his tent.

  "Thanks!" Dermitos shouted after him before lifting the bnket. "Don't stop my little Meishan~" he grinned, prompting his maid to work extra hard, "I can't be te from assembly... again."

  …….….

  "You are te, blondie." Captain Orchell looked at him with an unimpressed expression, his gaze drilling into the young prince. "Again."

  "S-sorry, I'm not a morning person," Dermitos replied, shrugging, but it was clear he wasn't as intimidated as most soldiers around him.

  "I see, I see! Poor you." Orchell smiled like a wolf, "When we get back, you can enjoy the night, I promise!"

  "Really?"

  "Sure!" Their captain cpped happily, "To start your great midnight escapades, from now on, you will wash everybody's clothes. After that, you will clean the stables. Then, you will be assigned as the permanent night guard. With that, you can enjoy the night to its fullest with fun activities from start to finish!"

  "Ugh…"

  Xendar, standing next to him, almost broke out in ughter, immediately catching the cold gaze of Orchell.

  "What's so funny, grunt?" his captain scoffed.

  "Nothing, Sir!" Xendar saluted, quickly pushing down the ughter.

  "You are lucky that you are a capable soldier! Or I would make you scrub the toilets, licking the seats clean!"

  "Thank you, Sir!" He answered, drawing an actual ugh from Dermitos.

  "Shut it! If you continue to lick farther, you will reach up to my stomach!" Orchell snorted as he looked around the other young, freshly recruited soldiers, mumbling under his nose, something about being useless idiots.

  As for the group, they were indeed young, with most of them between sixteen and twenty-four years old and having only a year or two of actual training under their belts. As for Orchell, he was assigned to the squad because of Prince Dermitos. His secondary mission, besides training them, was to guard the prince with his life. As a high-ranking officer in the Intelligence Agency, someone needed to keep an eye on him, ensuring that nothing actually life-threatening happened to him while he was in the army. Yes... He had to learn some humility and get the much-needed understanding of actual warfare... But he was still in a race for the throne against his brother, who was in a different unit. They had to gain experience and survive... That was the order of the Emperor.

  While commanding the group, he unexpectedly caught sight of another soul who caught his eye as their captain. He quickly learned that his name was Xendar, and he was just a young farm boy who had volunteered for the army, smashing almost all boot camp records, being recommended to him not that long ago by the officer who oversaw his training. At first, Orchell was skeptical, but then, once again, he indeed turned out to be a promising soldier. More than that... So much so, he looked up his actual background, finding out that his whole vilge was consumed by a monster horde that broke through the winter. Knowing that part... It was no surprise that the young Xendar racked up the most kills against the beasts, yet it was also a double-edged sword. Many times, he rushed into battle without concern for his own safety. Orchell was trying to soften his edge a little to keep him alive longer, because he could see that if this continued, he would have a horrible death sooner or ter.

  Still, despite all he threw at him, this farmboy was the only one who didn't view him differently, not even when he was berating him in front of everyone. Most of the group under his command acted carefully and were especially reserved around the Prince, even if many of them came from noble houses.

  "Now listen up, Princess Squad!" Orchell continued, "There was a sighting of a group of wild, wolf-like demons around the northern region!" Hearing the news, Orchell saw how Xendar's expression immediately turned serious while Dermitos just listened on with a suppressed yawn. "According to the scouts, about twenty such wolves threaten the nearby vilges... Our orders are simple: we go there, patrol the area, and if we find the pack of the furry bastards, we eliminate them. Questions?"

  "When are we leaving?" Xendar asked.

  "In ten minutes."

  "Great…" Dermitos moaned.

  "I didn't hear that, Princess!" Orchell snorted, cpping his hands, "Now, go! I want to see everyone on their horses in ten minutes, and we ride out! Anyone te will be made to ride into battle naked!"

  As the group dispersed and Dermitos went to the stables, Meishan was already there, wearing her own uniform, which consisted of a white blouse and dark brown trousers. She had a blue armband around her left arm, signaling she was part of the camp support staff. In reality, she was only tasked with following Dermitos around, practically untouchable even by the officers.

  "The horse is ready, Young Master. Please… be safe!" she said with tears in her eyes while Dermitos giggled, leaning closer, giving her a kiss that made her heart flutter and her eyes sparkle.

  "Rex, it will go smoothly. Just wait for me~!" Dermitos whispered, almost making her melt.

  "I will, Young Master. I'll wait right here until you come back!"

  "Stupid, at least go back to the tent!" he ughed, flicking her forehead and making her smile. "Keep my bed warm for me~!"

  "Mm, I will be ready for you when you come back!"

  "That's more like it, my Little Meishan~!" Dermitos grinned while he heard Xendar snort, walking by them. With a ugh, he hopped up on his horse and rode after him, while his Meishan followed the leaving squad with her eyes, still standing at the edge of the camp after they were long gone.

  …….…..

  "Aaaargh!" Xendar shouted as he charged in on his horse, wielding a massive spear, stabbing through a two-meter-tall, gray, wolf-like demon with all his strength. He was already hundreds of meters away from the main squad that was battling close by the already ransacked vilge, fending the horde off, systematically herding them into kill zones.

  "That stupid kid will get himself killed this way!" Orchell groaned, coordinating the others in the meantime. At the start of the battle, Xendar just unched out like a mad bull, riding right through the pack of demons, splitting them into two groups. Capitalizing on it, Orchell managed to take advantage of the opening, which gave them a better opportunity to fight and circle around them. Still, Xendar was now dealing with more danger than the rest of the squad, as the split-off group was chasing him.

  "I'll help him!" Dermitos yelled as he also broke formation, riding out in a sweeping, sideways route, trying to get in the back of the nasty demons that Xendar was dealing with.

  "Idiots!" Orchell shouted, but Dermitos was already out, knocking an arrow and taking aim, sniping a demon right between its eyes before it had even a chance of realizing what was happening.

  Xendar only gnced sideways for a moment, seeing the demon jumping at him before it got nailed and flopped onto the ground, dead. He immediately knew who had come to help, and he went to attack another, leaving his back open and trusting the incoming help to keep him safe. Even without exchanging a word, their work appeared seamless from the outside. While Xendar was attacking them from the front, Dermitos kept firing from a long distance, hitting the demons who tried to circle Xendar and attack his exposed back.

  "This way!" Suddenly, Dermitos shouted, and Xendar quickly started to draw the enraged demons away, kiting them further out from the vilge while Dermitos kept sniping them, riding his horse without holding its reins.

  One of the stronger-looking ones, easily ignoring two of the arrows striking him, managed to jump on Xendar, ripping the whole horse into two, sending Xendar rolling on the ground, crashing hard into a rock before finally stopping. It took a few seconds for him to get a hold of himself, wobbling to stand up, bleeding from the side of his head. Yet, despite it all, he was looking like a maddened beast, holding his fractured spear, already running, going for the injured wolf without any fear. With a jump, he closed the distance between them, stabbing the weapon through its skull, sending it so deep that it lodged itself into the ground, even breaking his already damaged weapon into three pieces.

  "Xendar!" Dermitos shouted his name, riding past, keeping the beasts from rushing his friend.

  "I'm fine; just go!" He roared back, grabbing the broken end of his weapon and facing the other demons, who were uncertain what to do, as his boiling aura was making them uneasy.

  "The fuck you are!" Dermitos's answer was simple, as he rode towards him. "Grab my hand! We go!"

  "I can still fight!"

  "To hell with you! If you die now, you won't be able to kill more demons!"

  Xendar only thought for a few moments, and when Dermitos arrived, he grabbed his hand as he pulled him up on the horse, riding towards the others, who were already finishing up the rest of the pack.

  "Damn, you are a madman…." Dermitos groaned as they arrived back, free from their pursuers.

  "Some of them stayed alive… tsk…." Xendar watched the fleeing beasts from the back of his horse.

  "Did you even hear what I just said?" Dermitos grumbled, wanting to headbutt him.

  "Hm?"

  "Thought so. Fucker."

  "I don't know why you're angry, Princess, so fuck you too!" Xendar countered, facing him, sitting in front of Dermitos.

  "Both of you can go fuck yourself!" came a roaring voice as Orchell arrived on the scene, fuming.

  "Captain!" They responded at the same time, and as Xendar saluted, he managed to sp Dermitos, making the Prince think that it was for sure intentional.

  "You should be cut off from six months of wages, both of you!" Orchell continued.

  "Yes, Sir!" Xendar answered, without holding back his thoughts, making Dermitos grimace.

  "Fuck no…!" the Prince grumbled with a pursed lip. "Speak for yourself... idiot."

  "What did you just say?" Orchell asked, focusing on him as his Harmony Realm aura crashed onto Dermitos, making him almost puke his breakfast out.

  "N-nothing… Captain…” The Prince gulped, trying his best to fight back, but his strength was only between the fourth and fifth stage, and he was still working hard on it.

  "Good." Orchell pulled back, watching the two, "Xendar, go and check in with the field medic. Dermitos, you go and join the others collecting the corpses. Their pelts are valuable... If we couldn't save the vilge, at least have something to show for it."

  "Sir, Yes, Sir!" the duo answered in unison before going on their way.

  .............

  By the time the army finished the cleanup, it was already night, and they spent the evening at the ruined vilge. In the end, Xendar did suffer from some bone fractures in his chest and a broken nose, so he was ordered to rest while Dermitos was, as promised, assigned as the night guard.

  "Fucking guard duty… No attack would come after a battle like this…" the young Prince moaned in anger, "I should be home with my Little Meishan, pying some fun games! Like who sts longer… or who moans louder… or which hole is next…" he constantly grumbled, watching the giant, silvery pair of moons in the sky.

  "Just jerk it a little, and your head will clear up." Xendar appeared as he walked up to him, sitting beside him on the ground. "But I guess it's too mundane for a Prince to work it himself. Or are you shielding your drawing arm? Is your wrist that sensitive?"

  "I wish your tongue had been broken, not your nose!" Dermitos spat while he took the wine fsk from Xendar, gulping down a big one. "Ugh, what is this? Horsepiss? How can you drink this?"

  "Ahaha, what?" He grinned, taking it back, "Is someone of your grandeur not used to something with more of a bite? Pussy. It's good for my back pain!"

  "Fuck you!" He snatched it back, "It's mine now! Fuck your back!" The prince ughed, taking another swing.

  "Fuck your fuck! Give it back, hey! Don't drink the whole thing!" Xendar groaned, and soon they were wrestling for the fsk before Xendar gave up. "Damn… you are lucky that I'm aching all over…" he moaned, getting up from the ground, sitting back in his pce, holding his back and bandaged face, grimacing and now without any wine.

  "You are lucky to be alive." Dermitos rolled his eyes, giving back the empty fsk. "You are way too reckless."

  "And? What is it to you?"

  "Nothing." Dermitos shrugged, "It would suck to see the only guy I can talk to die," he answered honestly.

  "What about your little maid? You can still talk to her."

  "Yeah, but that's different!" He said, looking at Xendar, "I have known her since childhood, and she always agrees with me… plus, I can't tell her… everything, can I?"

  "Huh? Are you some kind of masochist? Do you like being corrected? Were you dropped on your head or something?" Xendar asked as he looked him up and down. "I thought you were used to being told: Yes, my Prince. As you wish, my Prince. Please stick it in my bum, Prince!"

  "This. This is what I'm talking about!" he ughed. "Nobody dared to ever speak to me like that!"

  "Well, I'm a nobody. I am Xendar!"

  "Okay, that was cool." Dermitos grimaced, "Stop it. It makes me cringe when you suddenly sound and look cool."

  "Huh? Really?" he asked, surprised but proud. "Finally! Someone realized it!"

  "And now you ruined it!" Dermitos scoffed, "Anyway, what's with you? You are more like a demon than the demons; you only see red when they show up."

  "They killed my family."

  "I guessed as much. Sorry about that. Was it in the big winter st year?"

  "Yeah... A simir hybrid pack surrounded the vilge and ate all of us. It was a massacre... I just want to get back at them." Xendar spat, already filled with anger again. "Kill twice as many... Or more."

  "You don't even care if you live or not?"

  "I only care about killing them." He answered without hesitation.

  "Geez... XenXen, Look! I know it must have been hard... I get it. But look… this is fucking stupid." Dermitos said honestly, looking straight into his eyes.

  "... Don't..." He groaned, "Call me that..."

  "XenXen... You are going to die. Maybe next time I won't be there to save your sorry ass! So I was thinking..."

  "About what?" Xendar asked, raising one of his eyebrows. "Which side of your face am I going to hit if you keep calling me that?"

  "You need a girl."

  "Huh?" He flinched, totally surprised.

  "You. Need. To. Get. Laid." Dermitos expined, slowly articuting every word.

  "I get it; you haven't used your spear since morning, but damn!" Xendar grimaced, "You should visit a doctor. This is not normal. Thinking about sex all the time? Geez! I don't swing that way!"

  "Dumbass! I say you need to get a girlfriend, you virgin monkey!" Dermitos headbutted him, causing him to flop onto the ground.

  "I'm not a monkey!" Xendar hissed, rubbing his forehead, moaning, lying on his back.

  "Yes, you are! Listen… I'll hook you up when we get back to the Capital with some fine women!" Dermitos expined, hugging his shoulder, pulling him back up while lowering his voice, and starting to expin it to him. "There is this girl, Risha. She works at a fine establishment and has as big jugs as your stupid head... She also likes to ride on top, and you will see the best juggling performance... like... ever."

  "So you are inviting me to a whorehouse. Why am I not surprised?" Xendar snorted, realigning his nose a second time and blowing out clogged blood onto the dirt.

  "It's a funhouse."

  "So I should get a whore as a wife?" He asked, totally believing that Dermitos would do just that, "Is that what you are trying to say to me?"

  "Wrong… and don't call them that." He answered, surprisingly angry, "If they ask for it, some like the rough handling… then fine. But they are good girls, working butterflies, okay? Be gentle and be happy, they share their beauty with men!"

  "Okay, okay... Sorry..." He muttered, "Geez... what should I call them?" he asked, his annoyance evident in his voice.

  "Pleasure Pixies."

  "Pfttt," he ughed out, with an honest chuckle.

  "What? I think it's cute! Listen." Dermitos continued, "First, we get rid of your virginity. Get a taste of the good shit! After that, you won't be overtaken by the blood in your head. Instead, we will direct it to your groin!" He finished, pointing at Xendar's crotch. "Believe me... it works wonders."

  "I get really uncomfortable listening to your words while you are hugging me and… pointing," Xendar muttered, trying to get away from him, but the Prince was actually stronger than him.

  "Fuck off and listen!"

  "Wait, that's-"

  "Shut it! Or I'll order you to come with me on a tour of the Capital's best fun houses! Trust me, brother, after a bite, you will be the sve of the sweetness of their fruits."

  "Do I need to bite them, too?" Xendar yelped as he managed to finally shove him off, "What kind of sick pce is that?"

  "Are you sure your head wasn't caved in when you fell off the horse?" Dermitos looked at him with a doubting expression. "Don't worry, even if you turn out to be an idiot, I can pay the girls so they will care for a dumbfuck like you. Also... If you can't get it up, there is medicine for that, too! It will be... perfect!"

  "Fuck you!" Xendar yelled out, almost grabbing to start strangling the prince, "It works without issues if you are that curious! Also... What about your little girlfriend? Wouldn't she be sad or jealous? You are horrible."

  "Mmm? My Little Meishan?" Dermitos asked, tilting his head, "Nope. She usually helps me pick out the girls. She knows my taste best, so she always screens them, especially when we visit a new pce. Believe it or not, she not only found five spies like that, but also prevented me from catching something... She is thorough!"

  "Fuck…" Xendar murmured, looking at him as if he had just seen the sun rising from the west. "You nobles are something else..."

  "Hm?" Dermitos looked around, trying to figure out what had happened and why his brother was looking at him like he saw a walking-talking beast turning into human form.

  "I said: You nobles are something else…."

  "Ahahaha, true!" He giggled, "But, stick with me, and I'll show you a new life and make you appreciate it. Trust me. Who knows, maybe I'll get you a great wife, too~!"

  "Yeah, sure, and I'll be a General in the future!" Xendar scoffed, shrugging his words off.

  "Hey, who knows. If you are going to be a General, you could help me ascend the throne~! My brother is deadset on the throne... I would have been fine with it, but he has stopped acting like a brother... So now, just because of that alone... I am going to ruin his fun. Anyway, if I become Emperor and you are my top General... Then our kids will marry, and we can be one big family!"

  "Hell no!" Xendar yelped, watching him, "If I ever have children, I wouldn't want them to marry a pervert's kid... Brrr! They probably would be worse than you!"

  "Ahaha, we'll see~ Give me another round!" Dermitos ughed, pointing at the fsk.

  "Go get one yourself," Xendar moaned, refusing to be his errand boy.

  "Come on, XenXen!" Dermitos grinned, ignoring Xendar's rising temper, "You get me wine, I get you a girl. A fair trade~!"

  Corty