Arlo acted quickly, knowing he couldn't afford to waste a single moment.
Intent on avoiding any interaction with another Celestial Dragon, he returned directly to one of the mansions Varnel owned in Mary Geoise.
Upon entering the opulent foyer, he immediately summoned a senior slave and issued a crisp order: ten beautiful women, all confirmed to be in their fertile period, were to be brought to him without delay.
He needed at least 400 points to acquire the skill he coveted, and he was determined to maximize every possible bonus to ensure his success.
While waiting, Arlo paced through the mansion's lavish rooms, his mind racing. He needed to secure a substantial amount of personal wealth for the future.
His eyes scanned the treasures adorning the walls and shelves, gilded picture frames, intricate statuettes, and jeweled trinkets.
He began selectively pilfering the most portable and valuable items, filling a small, unassuming leather bag with a fortune in small, easily liquidated goods.
Just as he fastened the bag's strap, the main doors opened. The slave had returned. Ten young women were ushered into the grand hall and lined up before him, their postures submissive and their eyes downcast.
They were clad in outfits of devastating allure. The attire consisted of two parts: a gossamer skirt of iridescent silk, so sheer it revealed the shadow of their legs beneath, and a matching halter top that clung to their torsos, crafted from the same barely-there fabric.
The garments were held together not by stitches but by an intricate web of fine, silver chains that draped across their hips, waist, and shoulders, cinching the fabric and accentuating their sensual and curvy bodies.
Arlo's gaze swept over the display, his expression one of cold calculation. "Leave us," he commanded, his voice echoing in the vast room. "All of you. Now."
The servants found the request strange; Celestial Dragons were never without attendants. Even so, they bowed deeply and withdrew at once, the heavy doors closing with a final, resonant thud. No one would dare disobey a Celestial Dragon.
Silence descended, leaving Arlo alone with the ten chained women.
Slowly, deliberately, Arlo reached up and removed the bubble helmet and the formal mask beneath, revealing a face of striking, handsome features.
A soft gasp escaped one of the women. Another allowed a small, tentative smile to touch her lips, a flicker of relief in her eyes. The sight of a young, attractive man was a far cry from the monstrous figure they had been prepared to serve.
"I will take all of you today," Arlo stated, his tone final. "And don't try resisting, I'm sure I can beat all ten of you in actual combat."
He spoke confidently, because he had already checked their profiles before.
He stepped forward, his movements unnervingly gentle as he began to unfasten the delicate silver chains from the first woman's wrists. The act was so contrary to the brutal entitlement of a Celestial Dragon that the women watched in confused silence.
"Arlo?" The name was whispered in stunned disbelief. It was Tina, a woman whose powerful, nearly three-meter-tall frame was both imposing and graceful. Her eyes, wide with shock, scanned his face. "It… it is you."
"Yes, it's me," he confirmed, his voice low and urgent as he continued to work on the chains. "All of you, please listen to me carefully. What I am about to tell you could get us all killed."
Once the last chain clattered to the floor, he stepped back, meeting their bewildered gazes. "I am not a Celestial Dragon. I stole this identity from one of them. I am a trespasser in their sanctum, and every moment I wear these robes is a gamble with my life."
He let the weight of that confession settle before continuing, his expression hardening with resolve. "But my deception does not change what will happen next. I will still take all of you. Willing or not, I will impregnate every one of you." He saw the flicker of fear return and held up a hand.
His huge cock throbbed, and it was so massive that it pressed against the Celestial Dragon's clothes, making a big bulge.
"I need sex to fuel the Devil Fruit power I possess. This is how I grow stronger." He half lied to the girls, then paused, letting his next words land with full force.
He needed that to be cooperative, so it was better to frame everything in a way that would make them see him as their savior. So he progressed:
"And that strength is your only chance. At the end of this, if you wish it, I will lead you out of Mary Geoise. I will get you beyond the Red Line and give you as much of the wealth I've gathered as I can to start new lives."
A wave of palpable hope swept through the room. The women's postures straightened, their downcast eyes lifting to meet him with determined, almost disbelieving joy. The mere possibility of freedom was a light in the profound darkness of their existence.
"You have always been incredible," Tina said, her voice thick with emotion and admiration, which was perfect for Arlo's plan. "But, please, you must be safe, Arlo."
Another woman, a slender girl, stepped forward shyly. "I've always known it, too. I… I always had a crush on you. To think that now you could be our salvation…" She trailed off, blushing.
Then, the most voluptuous of the women, a stunning figure with curves that defied exaggeration, dropped to her knees. Her name was Lyra and she was a smart girl.
"If you can truly take me from this hell, I will do anything," she vowed, her voice a husky whisper. "Anything at all." She pressed her massive breasts together.
Without breaking eye contact, Lyra crawled forward on all fours with a fluid, predatory grace. Her skilled hands went to the fastenings of his robes, her intent clear.
The girl knew very well how to use her body to make men fall for her. And seeing Arlo's predatory gaze, she thought maybe she could use him.
Celestial Dragons had such a superiority complex that they would never even consider another slave human, much less fall in love. But Arlo seemed like a pervert, so maybe she had a shot with him.
As the first clasp gave way, the spell was broken for the others. Then the other women began to close in with a whole lot of different reasons.
Naturally, some of them also watched from afar, just hoping Arlo would get tired before laying eyes on them.
By all means, they couldn't refuse anyway, so they decided it was better to bet on him.
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