MTLNOVEL Chapter 181: My dear chieftain, then go ahead and release inside my vagina
"Chieftain, the Black Forest is our home turf. No matter how powerful those icefield monsters are, we should face them without fear!"
Prophet Onyx sat cross-legged, his voice firm and resolute.
"That's right! If we could survive the Myriad Races Invasion, what's there to fear from the northern enemies?"
The mere mention of battle sent Rendall's emotions soaring. His voice carried an unmistakable excitement.
Rendall had watched the Stoneheart Horde grow stronger step by step. He had seen Blackstone City rise, stone by stone, from the ground.
To him, the horde wasn't just a faction—it was his life's work, the embodiment of his hopes and dreams.
Inside the chieftain's tent, Orion looked at the four senior elders he had personally nurtured.
Each of them had now ascended to Alpha-level, a testament to the horde's strength.
Rendall, full of passion and loyalty, was willing to do anything for the horde without a single complaint.
Prophet Onyx, calm and wise, possessed a far-reaching vision and a wealth of knowledge. Despite his age, he remained optimistic about the future.
Delilah, who managed the horde's logistics, ensured that every detail of the horde's operations ran smoothly, saving Orion an immense amount of time.
Thundar, the fearless warrior, thrived on leading charges into battle and had earned countless accolades for his valor.
"From the reactions of Arden and Slagor, it's clear that the monsters of the northern icefields will be a formidable challenge. Otherwise, Slagor wouldn't have written to us for aid," Orion said, his tone calm and measured.
"But I'm not like Slagor, and we're not like them."
Orion's confidence in the Stoneheart Horde was unshakable.
In this very tent, there were already five Alpha-level powerhouses.
In the eastern ridge, near the underground fissure, there were Lorelia and Lilith, both Alpha-level.
And then there were Orion's two mounts, the thunderhawk and the abyssal dragon, both Alpha-level as well.
In total, the Stoneheart Horde now boasted nine Alpha-level entities—a truly formidable lineup.
Orion was certain that even Lord Gareth and Lord Ariel, two of the most powerful figures in the region, couldn't match the strength of his horde.
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"I don't fear the invaders," Orion declared.
"But sitting idly in Blackstone City, clinging to the status quo, isn't my style. And it's not the way of the Stoneheart Horde!"
"For this invasion, I plan to take the initiative and annihilate the enemy before they even set foot in the Black Forest."
Orion's voice grew firmer, his eyes gleaming with a sharp, murderous intent.
"Chieftain, are you saying…?"
"Wow!"
"That's so cool!"
The reactions of the four elders varied. Delilah remained silent, her expression thoughtful, while the other three couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Prophet Onyx, in particular, seemed to have guessed what Orion was planning.
Orion's gaze swept over the four elders, his expression calm but commanding.
He began to lay out the plan he had been formulating since the start of winter.
"My idea is simple: strike first, block the enemy at the gates, and annihilate every invader who dares to enter the Black Forest."
"This will not only ensure the peace of the Stoneheart Horde, but it will also prevent the walls of Blackstone City from suffering further damage."
"By taking the initiative, we'll gain the upper hand and catch the enemy off guard."
Orion paused, taking a sip of water to wet his throat.
The four elders fell into deep thought, weighing the feasibility of his plan.
Orion didn't interrupt their contemplation. Instead, he waited until he saw the light of understanding—or doubt—in their eyes before continuing.
"What I've just described is the first step of my plan. It's the first phase of reducing the enemy's numbers."
"If this step fails—whether due to the sheer number of enemies or the presence of too many Alpha-level powerhouses among the invaders—we'll move to the second step."
"The Black Forest is our territory. No one knows its terrain and environment better than we do."
"In the second phase, we'll use our familiarity with the land to ambush the enemy and continue to whittle down their forces."
Orion took a deep breath, his voice steady as he continued to outline his strategy.
"In this phase, we must fight while retreating. We are allowed to lose battles, but we must not win."
"The ultimate goal is to show the enemy our supposed weakness and lure them deeper into the forest."
"Finally, we'll draw them to Blackstone City, where we'll use the city walls and the cave spiders to launch a pincer attack and wipe out every last invader."
When Orion finished explaining his plan, his expression was calm, and he waited silently for the elders' reactions.
Delilah stared at Orion with wide eyes, her shock evident.
In her heart, she couldn't help but marvel at her giant lover, Orion Stoneheart.
"Orion is so clever! Most giants are brave warriors, but they're not known for their strategic thinking!"
"To come up with a plan like 'fight while retreating, allow defeats but not victories'—how did he even think of that?"
Even though Delilah had long known that Orion was intelligent, she couldn't help but be surprised. Her gaze toward him grew even more admiring.
Prophet Onyx was the next to react.
To him, Orion's plan was bold and wild, yet it made perfect sense.
"Yes, the icefield monsters aren't like the dark creatures. Their numbers are limited, and they fear death and strong enemies."
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Onyx turned to look at Orion, a newfound respect in his eyes.
For the first time, he felt that Orion's ambitions were no longer out of reach.
As for Rendall and Thundar, they weren't as perceptive as Delilah and Onyx.
But their trust in Orion was absolute.
They were willing to follow his lead and give their all for his vision.
"Chieftain, I support your plan. The Stoneheart Horde should face the enemy without fear!" Rendall declared, his voice filled with conviction.
Orion smiled in response, as Rendall's agreement was expected.
"Chieftain, Thundar is willing to lead the vanguard and fight the invaders head-on!"
Thundar's enthusiasm was palpable.
He had assumed they would continue defending Blackstone City, relying on its walls to fend off the invaders.
He hadn't expected Orion's plan to be so bold and aggressive.
Orion nodded, meeting the gaze of each elder in turn before speaking again.
"This is just the broad outline of the plan. It's our strategy for dealing with the northern icefield invaders."
"Along the way, there will undoubtedly be unforeseen changes. That's why we must start planning now."
Orion dipped his fingers into the blood-red wine in his goblet and drew a triangle on the table in front of him.
Then, from the triangle, he traced a wavy line heading north.
"While the dark beast tides haven't fully receded and the dark creatures remain scattered, we need to consider every detail and prepare for every possible scenario."
"The more prepared we are, the fewer resources we'll expend, and the fewer bloodline warriors we'll lose."
Orion pointed to the wavy line he had drawn and began elaborating on his ideas, raising potential challenges they might face.
The four elders listened intently, their expressions shifting between awe and contemplation.
For Onyx and Delilah, Orion's plan was bold but logical.
For Rendall and Thundar, it was nothing short of revolutionary.
They had never imagined that war could be more than direct confrontation.
Orion's strategy of deception and misdirection completely reshaped their understanding of warfare.
In that moment, Orion's plan didn't just inspire them—it redefined their perception of him as a leader.
Orion gazed at his subordinates, suppressing the urge to tell them that in the future, they would encounter far more advanced and cunning intelligent species.
Humans, for instance. Or elves. And even some unknown, enigmatic races. These intelligent beings were masters of deception, skilled in manipulation, and often possessed unique talents that made them formidable foes. Compared to them, the enemies Orion faced now were laughably mediocre.
In the future, Orion's adversaries would only grow stronger, more devious, and infinitely more dangerous.
"Elders, you'll need to hold your ground!"
He muttered this silently to himself, his thoughts drifting to Arthas—a figure as cunning as a fox.
"Delilah, I'm assigning the task of refining our counter-strategy to your team, Strategy."
"From this moment on, no member of Strategy is allowed to leave Blackstone City—not even a single step!"
Orion's tone was cautious, almost paranoid. In a world rife with magical illusions, the risk of Strategy members being captured and revealing the Horde's plans was too great to ignore.
"Delilah will ensure the task is completed. I swear, not a single detail of the plan will be leaked!"
Delilah smiled confidently, pressing her chest against Orion's arm in a flirtatious gesture. Being entrusted with such an important mission was proof of her high standing in Orion's eyes.
"Does anyone else have anything to add?"
Orion's expression softened, his commanding tone easing into something more approachable.
Prophet Onyx shook his head. He believed Orion's plan was already near-perfect. It was far better than recklessly charging out to confront the invaders head-on.
Rendall and Thundar also shook their heads, their expressions brimming with excitement—especially Thundar. Having recently ascended to Alpha-level strength, Thundar was eager to test his newfound power against worthy opponents and earn more glory for the Horde.
Delilah, however, narrowed her eyes slightly and raised a question.
"Chieftain, does this mean the cave spiders won't be part of the decoy force?"
"Correct. The cave spiders must remain stationed at the underground fissure and guard the now-vulnerable Blackstone City. This isn't the time for them to venture far."
Orion's tone was calm as he explained.
"Additionally, we can't afford to expose too many of our Alpha-level warriors in this operation."
"Feigning weakness is key. Once we lure the invaders outside the city, that will be the perfect moment to reveal our full strength."
After a brief pause, Orion added a few more sentences to clarify his reasoning.
"Chieftain, if that's the case, then as soon as the spring rains arrive and the dark beast tides recede, our scouts must be dispatched immediately."
"We need to gain a clear understanding of the northern region of the Black Forest and track the invaders' movements as soon as possible."
"Our bloodline warriors should also be sent north without delay."
Orion nodded firmly. Delilah had hit the nail on the head, demonstrating a growing grasp of tactical thinking.
"The Sentinel Corps is under your command. Handle their deployment as you see fit. Use flying beasts to transport the scouts ahead of time."
"When the time comes, I'll have the thunderhawks assist you in relocating a batch of scouts."
"As for the northern invaders, I'll personally head north to assess the situation. It's important for me to get a clear picture."
Delilah's eyes lit up. With such arrangements, she would indeed be able to gather intelligence on the invaders at the earliest opportunity.
"My dear Chieftain, I have no further objections!"
"Good. Tomorrow, we'll convene a council meeting. You'll have full authority to request any personnel you need."
With most of the key points addressed, the meeting came to an end.
After Onyx, Rendall, and Thundar left, Delilah remained seated.
"Do you have something else to report?" Orion asked.
"Yes, my dear Chieftain. I have something very important to report—I want to make love to you."
Delilah stepped closer, placing her hands on Orion's shoulders, her voice dripping with seduction. Her clothes dissolved into a mist, leaving her completely bare.
Delilah was very close to Orion, her ample breasts swaying right in front of his face.
Orion did not resist Delilah's allure; he reached out and began fondling her breasts.
"Delilah, your breasts are truly perfect."
"My dear, everything about me belongs to you—not just my breasts and my body, but even my soul. If you desire, feel free to take full advantage of me…"
Faced with Delilah's overtly passionate words, Orion naturally didn't hold back. He began to suck Delilah's nipples just like he did when he was a child.
At this moment, Delilah acted like a loving mother, holding Orion's head with both hands and thoroughly enjoying herself.
"My dear Orion, come on, let's get down to business. My vagina is completely wet," Delilah whispered softly.
"Okay, then help me take off my clothes first."
"With great pleasure! My dear, lie down first, and let me take care of you next."
Delilah responded with a smile, watched Orion lie down, then leaned forward, her breasts gently drooping, her long hair cascading, and with a smile, she straddled Orion, helping him undress.
As Orion's pants were removed, his large and thick cock was instantly revealed.
"Wow, even though we've made love many times, every time I see such a big cock, I'm still amazed by its size."
Delilah sighed in admiration as she bent down to take Orion's penis into her mouth.
Delilah's lips and warm tongue wrapped around Orion's penis, sucking up and down the head… Her oral skills were remarkable, rivaling those of Lysinthia.
Orion quickly closed his eyes in pleasure. His big and hard penis soon reached her throat, but she persisted in going deeper with each movement…
Delilah's oral performance made Orion feel extremely comfortable, but there was still a difference compared to actual intercourse.
When Orion inserted his penis into her body, Delilah immediately let out lascivious moans…
Orion thrust into her with all his might. Delilah's breasts and hips moved in rhythm with his motions. Watching her enjoying it, with her cheeks gradually reddening, Orion felt his cock grow even harder…
As the succubus queen, Delilah's sexual techniques were exceptional. She knew exactly how to please a man. Every time Orion changed his position, she could instantly respond perfectly to his thrusts…
Moreover, she seemed to climax easily, reaching orgasm approximately every three minutes. Each time she climaxed, Delilah's lower body released fluids…
The process of making love was wonderful, but the climax was inevitable. After an hour, Orion finally felt he was about to ejaculate.
"Delilah… I…I'm going to cum…"
"My dear chieftain, then... go ahead and release inside my vagina…"
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The next morning, Orion emerged from his tent after giving Rolan some guidance. Accompanied by his guards, he arrived punctually at the Chieftain's council tent, where the council members were already assembled.
The elders of the Stoneheart Horde regarded Orion with curiosity. They knew he wouldn't call a council meeting without good reason. Every council meeting signified a major event for the Horde.
Seated at the head of the table, Orion's gaze swept across the room, his expression calm. After his customary glance at the elders, he began to speak slowly.
"Based on the current strength of our Horde, I've discussed with the four senior elders that the day the dark beast tides recede will be the day we march to annihilate the invaders from the northern tundra."
"Elders, while the dark beast tides persist, the Horde remains in a state of survival. Do not let your guard down!"
"As for the northern invaders, we…"
Orion outlined the general plan, leaving the details to Delilah and Thundar. As the Elder of Combat and the Elder of Stewardship, they were indispensable to any military operation.
Meanwhile, Orion, Onyx, and Rendall waited for the plan to be refined.
The Horde now had many elders, and as the council members debated and questioned the plan, numerous details and potential emergencies were brought to light.
The council meeting dragged on intermittently for three days before finally concluding.
During this time, the Stoneheart Horde's combat units and cannon fodder troops received their battle preparations. The bloodline warriors were restless, eager for the upcoming conflict.
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Moonshadow Valley, Eastern Ridge, City Walls
Tonight, it was Prophet Onyx's turn to stand watch. Accompanying him was Rockwell, who had specifically requested to join the rotation.
"Are you surprised by Dirtclaw's sudden surge in strength? Can't figure it out?" Onyx asked.
"Yes, Prophet," Rockwell replied respectfully. He had deliberately taken this shift to seek guidance.
After all, Prophet Onyx held a higher status than him, both within the obsidian golem tribe and the stoneheart horde. Rockwell approached him with humility.
"You're doing well—diligent in your duties and consistent in your training. I'm pleased, and so is the Chieftain."
"Prophet, does Chieftain Orion truly think highly of me?"
"Yes. He's noticed your efforts. In fact, he's predicted that you might be one of the next elders to receive Alpha-level resources."
"Prophet, I…"
"This isn't about you. Dirtclaw is simply more ruthless and determined than you."
Prophet Onyx wasn't lying, nor was he trying to console Rockwell. Orion genuinely valued Rockwell and had even placed bets with other elders on his potential. But no one had anticipated Dirtclaw's meteoric rise.
Standing on the city wall, Prophet Onyx gazed into the darkness. After a moment of silence, he spoke again.
"Rockwell, you were there when we invaded the south."
"You've seen Dirtclaw's background and experiences firsthand. I don't need to say more—you should be able to draw lessons from them."
"My guess is that Dirtclaw's rapid progress is tied to his exploitation of the cannon fodder troops—the gnolls and geckos."
"Of course, whether they were coerced or volunteered is another matter."
"As for why, that's for you to figure out."
"Rockwell, you're an obsidian golem. You're the chieftain of the obsidian golem tribe."
Onyx's final words were a subtle reminder to Rockwell.
Rockwell hadn't yet realized the extent of the resources and connections he had within the obsidian golem tribe. If he used them wisely, he could reach the peak of hero-level strength and secure Alpha-level resources ahead of others.