Futanari System

An Empire agent who was a bunny-kin, probably spending generations in slavery, got in contact with him and bought intelligence from our movements in the Demon lands. What was interesting was that the Empire didn\'t even seem to think that the Beast-kin nation would ever attack. That gave us all a little Heartwarming when it came to the lack of movement at that Border.

Ralph was either dead or in such misery that he probably didn\'t even look like an animal at this point in time, and I couldn\'t say that I felt sympathy for him. He sold out his race and family for gold coins and didn\'t even get to enjoy them for too long as he enjoyed the power that the Tribe associated with him. His family abandoned him without regrets and never even tried to save him.

No family wanted to defend a Traitor that was almost saved by a Human A ranker. That would be family suicide, and Bunny-kin seemed quick to drop family members who either failed or broke the law. It was something that I noticed early, and it still reigned. Even failures were taken care of in case they needed the manpower, and it was paying dividends.

Today was a special day as I finished teaching my little kiddos some martial arts. What I didn\'t expect was how energetic they were to learn from me, and my sessions turned into a solid hour with every one of my kids showing up enthusiastically without restraint. All their mothers took it as time off when their child\'s father took over and taught them.

What I didn\'t expect most of all, even with the prompting of the other Wizards in the tower, was how fast they learned. Most were either following practice at home, but we were already making our rounds through the basic sets of movements for Maui Thai. I didn\'t want to go too complicated, but I was already starting to get into the more complicated strikes, and my kiddos loved it.

They loved spending time with me too, and I could tell that was one of the reasons they were all so enthusiastic to learn from me.

Their mothers were thrilled, and many of my old maids from when I was a child were starting to spend the limited time to try and find a way back into bed to have another child.

In my previous world, I would be considered one of the largest deadbeat fathers of all time, spreading my seed more than I could even keep up with my children\'s names which was a great shame as the Family tree for the Loveknot was spreading the fastest it had ever seen in history.

Still, I decided against more children at the moment and stayed contained in my harem instead of spreading my Seed further. Sure, I would be able to get more points for the System, but I already took a look and decided that soon I would check my luck with a couple of draws of the system once we started to march toward the border.

Much to the dismay of many who thought they would be joining the army, I continued my Boot camp and continued to gather another set of recruits for those that died while on the front lines. My training increased, and without letting others know about it, I was starting to teach all those that were recruited mana techniques needed in the Military.

This was very hush-hush for the short term, but I had my talent picker picking out from the batches that showed promise to raise them up.

In addition to training them in the uses of mana, I was also providing a basic education to which many families took exception. It was interesting to see what would happen after the war, and as I reached the office that I was called to, I saw the door open before I entered.

Walking inside the office that I was scheduled to appear at, I saw a new Dragonic in armor that was much more feminine this time. It was a Black scaled female Dragonic, but her wild Mana was in much better control than Lexrov.

The armor could not hide her moderate breasts as the armor was made specifically for her. The enchantment lines on it were something I would love to take some time to study, and it was top-grade armor as her tall, lean form bowed a little showing her respect. "Supreme Commander Chelsea Loveknot," The woman stated, "I am War Chief Isabelle Fireheart." She introduced herself, and I smiled.

I bowed back and pressed an arm to my breasts as I did in a sort of salute that I was bringing to my soldiers as a form of respect. "I am Supreme Commander Chelsea Loveknot. Although my actual Position is General Chelsea Loveknot no one seems to call me that despite my insistence for a period of time." I replied with an introduction of my own.

Inside this office was a table with comfortable-looking chairs to make us look like equals. Isabelle motioned at the chair before me as she stood beside hers, and I nodded. We both sat down at the same time, and I adopted a serious expression as Isabelle looked at me.

"First of all, Please excuse the actions of the previous War Chief Lexrov," Isabelle began, "He was hot-headed, and after your interaction with him, the council believed someone with more control of their mana to be better. I am their replacement and one of the strongest we have to offer.

I also believe that I am superior in planning than Lexrov, which is why I was delighted to take this position." Isabelle smiled, and I realized something about her as I tasted her mana.

Isabelle was ambitious, and when looking at me, I could feel how grateful she was towards me. I could also taste in her mana her apt for violence as she smiled, "I guarantee that with the two of us bringing the tribes together, we will march over the skulls of the Human Empire," Isabelle said with a dangerous smile.

"It is nice to hear that there was a change in War Chief, as I do not mean to be insulting you when I say you do not understand the purpose and actions of my army compared to your forces," I told her with a solid expression, and it seemed Isabelle did not take offense to that.

"Please, Tell me what your Forces are for, Supreme Commander," Isabelle replied, much to my surprise.

It was not the first time I was asked this, and I smiled, "My forces are Elites and work together in small groups to increase each other\'s might.

It is an organized Military meant for doing specific things and special objectives," I began, "When clashing against the Main forces of the Empire, our Illusionists will act with the group and disorient and attack the enemy morale with a new potion and illusions that will collapse the Battle slaves and those without a will to fight," I told her, "Each group will stick together as a group no matter what and can individually live and work outside of the main army that you will be commanding." I paused, and Isabelle looked at me surprised, "That will be the main function for the Elite army that I have conducted, but it is not all it can do.

We also can make it so that they can do special missions, such as blending into the village with their illusionist\'s help and waiting for an attack. They can be infiltrators, although that is not their best use. They are elites, and they will act like it. Each group will have a minimum of one B ranker, making it when several groups are fighting an extremely powerful force together."

Isabelle seemed to be impressed, and I smiled, "My forces are untested, unfortunately, but we can discuss this more as we move closer to the date. My other forces are something you will be much more interested in. As someone I read in the past once said, Amateurs in war read Tactics; professionals study Logistics," I said, and Isabelle looked confused.

"Who wrote that?" Isabelle asked.

"Never mind that," I said, not wanting to explain that quote from my previous world. "I have a second set of forces," I told her, and Isabelle looked and tasted curiosity as to what I was going to say. "My second and much more powerful to this coming war is the Logistics army I have composed."

"A Logistics army? What does it do?" Isabelle asked curiously, "What is its fighting power?"

"Their fighting power is weak, and their main focus is the delivery of goods to the front line. To organize supplies and bring forward what our troops need to fight in good condition, if not Peak condition. The main camp here is fitted with blacksmiths, enchanters, and Alchemists who worked by the tribe for the main forces of the military.

They make and repair what is needed and transport that to the front. If they cannot make the things needed, they commission outside businesses to ensure we have enough to continue to fight on the fronts. They will be on the front lines bringing forward the supplies in case we win a battle, or they will be the ones bringing our supplies back with us when we lose a battle.

They will fight and die around their carts of supplies in order to keep us fed and well-armed for the war. They will essentially be the lifeblood of our war effort," I finished, and Isabelle looked at me, shocked now.

Isabelle looked grave now, and her mind was in turmoil. She looked at me, "Why not just have," She stopped herself and looked very concerned, "Do you not have enough soldiers to," She cut herself off again, and I could feel confusion moving through her.

Her mind was a mess, and I could feel her mind racing even in her mana, and she looked at me, shocked, "What forces do they bring for protecting these things?" She asked finally.

"Not much," I told her flatly, "The Logistics army has some B rankers to protect the supply lines or major shipments, but otherwise, it is mostly paid volunteers of F ranks to C ranks. They transport the goods with minimal protection and will continue supply lines from the back and checkpoints I plan to set up along the way.

That way, we can bring things up closer to the war front without directly bringing all our supplies to the front where a retreat could happen. These supply lines will become potential weaknesses to our forward movement, but additional supplies will be closer than ever, and our draft animals will be less strained in their movements.

They will only need to go back to the supply depot while there are people constantly moving up more supplies."

My explanation had Isabelle\'s eyes widen, and her mouth was open, and she sighed. "I thought about moving up supply lines before and checkpoints as we have done in the past.

But having an entire army set up beforehand instead of butlers and educated people we find is something that I am not used to." Isabelle said, "This logistics army sounds even more useful than your Elite army," Isabelle said, and I wanted to roll my eyes.

I was happy about her attitude towards my armies, and she smiled, "In fact, I think I want to have some of our people join and help with your efforts. Is there any way I can do that?" Isabelle said, and I looked at her, shocked for a moment, before I looked at the War Chief with respect. I was even happier. I stood my ground against Lexrov now, and I smiled,

"I would also be happy to receive help along some issues; funding will never be turned away. The problem is," I continued to speak with a very fruitful conversation as we delved into the details of logistics and what she could help me with. Her genuine attitude towards me helped greatly, and I secured more gold, carriages, wagons, and the draft animals that went along with it.

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