Of course, Elion understood what that meant.
A Leader.
A Champion. To ensure survival.
There were not many ways to interpret that—especially given the situation. So how would he describe this exact scenario?
He was in for raw, relentless fucking, and pumping his thick seed into every succubi cunt, knocking them up one by one to save their dying race.
"You've got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath.
What happened to no strings attached when I received this system, huh!? He asked the system inwardly.
[The system stated explicitly that the Goddess has chosen you as her champion.]
But I was never told what that entailed, hmmm?
[What are you on about? And this works in your favour, no? This just means more sex, and more points for you to grow stronger faster, especially since your partners this time are not so pitiful.]
The headache grew sharper.
