Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate Chapter 1233 After Story: Happy And Bright Days

Two years had elapsed since Lux wedded his beloveds… Within a chamber shrouded in faint light, a beauty boasting long purple tresses coiled her arms around Lux's neck, her enticing murmurs flowing from her voluptuous lips.

Lux's palms steadied her rear as he guided her form rhythmically up and down, driving her toward ecstasy's heights.

Moments later, Henrietta's frame trembled violently while a warm surge flooded her core, filling her with utter satisfaction. Her lovely, weary body went limp, yet there was no cause for concern.

Her beloved held her firmly in his embrace, keeping her steady as shivers coursed through her from the force of his climax.

Once it all concluded, Lux caressed her head and planted kisses on her cheeks. Henrietta sensed deep fatigue mingled with contentment as her spouse murmured sweet affections into her ear.

Beside them lay Princess Anastasia, her eyes fluttering open gradually.

She had just awakened after Lux loved her repeatedly until she fainted. The Dwarf Princess eased herself upright and glanced at her lower body, still dripping traces of Lux's seed, which soiled the sheets.

Faint crimson marks dotted the pristine linens, evidence that she had surrendered her purity to her cherished one. She and Henrietta had become Lux's wives mere hours earlier, and now they sealed their union. Noticing Princess Anastasia stir, Lux extended a hand to softly stroke her head, drawing her gaze toward him.

"Does it still hurt?" Lux inquired softly. "No," Princess Anastasia answered, then turned her eyes to Henrietta, who appeared to have drifted into a brief slumber too.

"Let's go wash up," Lux suggested, scooping Henrietta into his arms like royalty. The Dwarf Princess nodded and trailed him to the bathing area, where the Half-Elf meticulously cleansed both his new wives.

As it marked their debut night, he refrained from overexerting them.

Next, he tidied the bed and swapped the sheets for fresher ones, ensuring their comfort in sleep.

Embracing one another, the trio slumbered soundly, ready for dawn to usher in their fresh chapter.

After two additional days, Lux, Henrietta, and Princess Anastasia made their way back to Edea's Floating Island, home to Lux's other wives.

Upon arrival, they spotted Eiko cradling a baby girl, swaying her gently to induce sleep. This sight warmed Lux's heart, stirring cherished recollections.

Years prior, Eiko herself had been the infant in arms; now, she tended to her younger siblings, safeguarding them from danger.

Nearby Eiko, Valerie's child Rhea rested serenely amid a cluster of slumbering baby slimes. Valerie's Draco Slime, Kei, stood guard over the toddler, regarding her as his own sibling.

Seated on the sofa overseeing their offspring, Iris and Valerie turned to Lux with warm smiles.

"Welcome back, Lux," Iris greeted. "Did the three of you savor your honeymoon?"

"I did," Lux responded. "I'm not sure about these two though."

Lux flashed a playful grin while strolling hand-in-hand with Henrietta and Princess Anastasia.

The Half-Elf's fresh brides flushed deeply, for they had relished their honeymoon immensely.

Truth be told, they savored it thoroughly.

Had Lux not wished to delay their pregnancies, he would have ensured both carried his offspring prior to heading back to the Guild Headquarters.

Princess Anastasia and Henrietta consented to postpone conception for another two years.

Lux planned to fortify their forms with his essence, preparing them to endure birthing his progeny, empowered by his divine might.

"Where are the rest?" Lux queried after pecking Iris' and Valerie's cheeks. "Sleeping," Valerie answered. "We held a lengthy talk that stretched till sunrise."

"Long discussion?" Lux raised a brow. "About what?"

"Secret," Iris interjected swiftly before Valerie revealed it.

They could hardly disclose crafting a rota for exclusive time with him over several days each.

Per the pact, Mondays belonged to Iris and Cai with Lux.

Tuesdays fell to Valerie and Aurelia.

Wednesdays hosted Ali and Ari. Thursday evenings were Aina and Luna's. Fridays went to Aurora and Queen Rhiannon.

Finally, Saturdays awaited Princess Anastasia and Henrietta, Lux's newest spouses.

Sundays meant everyone together. Lux's chamber boasted an enormous bed accommodating thirty easily, so group slumber posed no issue.

Abruptly, the door swung open, admitting the Succubus Queen with her almost three-year-old daughter, Dia.

Spotting Lux, the child dashed to him, crying "Papa!" prompting the Half-Elf to lift her and pepper her with kisses.

Queen Rhiannon approached her spouse and child, bestowing cheek kisses on both. "Dia missed you terribly," Queen Rhiannon noted. "Won't you be a dear and accompany her for a while?"

"Of course," Lux agreed, gazing at his charming daughter. "Where do you want to go, Dia?"

"Godfather!" Dia exclaimed instantly. "You really like visiting your Godfather, huh?"

"Un!"

"Okay, let's go visit him," Lux consented, departing the Guild Headquarters with his daughter.

Frequently, Lux brought her to Gaap's resting place, sharing tales of her Godfather now departed.

Failing to resurrect Gaap remained Lux's deepest sorrow.

Even possessing revival powers meant nothing without Gaap's soul.

Ascending Edea's tallest summit, the Half-Elf encountered two figures absent for some time, awaiting him.

"Eriol, Max," Lux hailed. "It has been a while."

The God of Games and God of Gamblers nodded in unison.

"Indeed it has," Eriol affirmed. "The two of us slumbered to regain power, awakening just days past."

Max gave Dia's head a gentle pat before eyeing the Half-Elf, his Heaven's Gate Project selectee. Lux exceeded all hopes, filling him with pride over the wise choice.

"Eriol and I wish to thank you for all you've achieved for Elysium and Solais," Max expressed. "You not only rescued Solais but ushered in a peaceful new age."

The God of Games nodded, nearing the Half-Elf who spurned godhood.

Others would have seized such a chance without pause.

"We can't linger, but we'll always observe your joy from afar," Eriol declared. "Your happiness mirrors ours, and we earnestly wish it endures eternally."

Max nodded as faint glows enveloped him and Eriol.

"The Gates of Heaven stand ever open for you, Lux," Max stated. "Visit when you can. The Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods would welcome you gladly."

As the Gods prepared to vanish, Dia waved enthusiastically.

"Bye-bye!"

Eriol and Max grinned, waving back at Lux's eldest daughter.

"Bye-bye, Dia."

"See you soon, little one." With those farewells, the deities who transformed Lux's fate ascended to the Celestial Realm, to witness mortal lives in this peaceful epoch.

Lux gazed skyward moments longer before resuming his mountain climb.

At the summit, he found a figure before his Master's tomb.

Long, pointed ears like an Elf's caught his eye first.

Yet unlike typical Elves, this one possessed waist-length white hair secured by a black pin.

"Excuse me. Are you perhaps lost?" Lux inquired, approaching the Elf with his daughter in arms.

At his voice, the white-haired man pivoted slowly, offering a subtle smile.

Lux's form tensed upon recognizing the figure despite his elven guise.

Though transformed, the Half-Elf knew instantly the vital influence in his journey.

Lux clenched his lip, battling surging emotions within.

Yet tears escaped unchecked, alarming Dia who gazed worriedly.

"Papa?" Dia queried, dabbing his tears with tiny hands. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"I'm not hurt," Lux assured, advancing to the smiling figure. Though weeping, his tears stemmed from bliss, not sorrow.

Joy overwhelmed him at beholding his most longed-for reunion.

Mere meters apart, Lux grinned amid tears, questioning if it was a dream.

"Have you been well?" the Elf queried smilingly.

"Yes, Master," Lux replied. "I'm doing well."

Gaap's smile broadened as he clapped the Half-Elf's shoulder, intensifying Lux's sobs until vision blurred.

The God of Games and God of Gamblers labored with Antero to restore Gaap's soul.

Partial success led them to entrust his frail essence to the World Tree's seed, birthing him anew as an Elf.

Two years passed before the seed fruited, known to few.

Antero was first, summoned by Eriol and Max.

Hereswith followed, guarding the soul-nurturing seed.

Soul stabilized, Eriol and Max retreated heavenward for rest.

Lux's deeds merited their utmost gift after much deliberation.

"Papa, is he Godfather?" Dia asked, grasping the Elf's bond with her father.

"Yes, Dia," Lux confirmed. "He is your Godfather."

"Godfather~" Dia chirped, extending arms to the delighted Elf embracing his Godchild at last.

Abruptly sensing a presence aft, Lux swiftly dried his face.

He dreaded her spotting his vulnerability, lest she tease endlessly.

Composed enough, he turned to behold Grandmaster Hereswith arranging a table with three seats.

She arrayed wine bottles and treats atop it, winking roguishly at her Grand Disciple.

"I brought wine and snacks," Hereswith announced. "The three of us have much to catch up on, so we'll drink through day and night."

Lux, abstinent since the aphrodisiac mishap, suddenly craved a hearty sip.

Flanked by Grandmaster and Master, his future promised joy and light.

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