My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

"What do you think? We can't keep using the name Aldria like this," Sara questioned. Unlike the rulers' convention, this was now the wives' convention.

"With this place… I believe we can already consider ourselves an independent continent, but what worries me is how others will see us," Lyrianna said while looking at the center of the table where a mana 'model' mapped out the entire kingdom.

"I don't think that's a problem. We are Absolute," Nagasawa said, shrugging.

"She's right; no one else's opinion matters at this point," Voralith said and continued, "We are no longer dealing with just ordinary people. We are preparing for an interdimensional war; nothing here will really matter in a few years. Let's be honest, blood will spill either way, and probably many of the kingdoms beside us will fall in the not-too-distant future.

We need strength." Voralith said while analyzing the whole situation.

"Are you suggesting that-" "Yes, in a few years, Dante will probably reach the Overlord level of this sector, but that won't really matter," Voralith said, "I know that man better than anyone here, and I know he wasn't joking when he said he would follow the path of a conqueror." She continued, closing her eyes…

The women in the room were truly thoughtful.

In the room were: Aldria, Velryna, Sara, Lyrianna, Nagasawa, Aaralyn, Lilith, Vex, Voralith, and Eldrax.

Sara could only sigh as she looked at the other women at the table who seemed concerned, all deeply immersed in the words already spoken about an inevitable future of war…

"Okay, I get that the situation is serious and all, but has anyone stopped to think about the name? Like… we can't call ourselves 'Dante Continent' or something, right?" she said, laughing, trying to lift the mood of the women.

Vex raised an eyebrow. "Why not? I bet he'd love it," she said with a sarcastic laugh, "Okay, 'Dante Continent' is really terrible, hahaha," she laughed as the women started paying more attention to them.

Aldria, rolling her eyes, replied casually. "Honestly, he'd probably think it's crap."

Nagasawa smiled, already used to Dante's carefree nature. "True. But I think we should try to be a bit more… diplomatic," she suggested, though it was hard to keep focus with all the different personalities in the room.

Voralith, as always, was direct. "Let's be honest, diplomacy isn't going to solve anything. The issue is power. The name is the least of our concerns."

Sara chuckled. "You say that now, but wait until we have to deal with the Council. They're obsessed with formalities," she paused dramatically. "And titles."

"Oh, please!" Vex exclaimed, with her usual irreverent tone. "Titles are so outdated. We can be anything, and no one can really challenge us." She made an exaggerated gesture. "We could call ourselves the 'Queens of Cosmic Chaos' and no one would say a word."

The women began to laugh, but Eldrax looked at Vex with a slightly sarcastic smile. "Queens of Chaos? I like it. Quite fitting."

Lilith looked at the floating mana map. "The funniest part is, despite all these debates, in the end, Dante's going to be the one to decide the name. And it'll be something ridiculous, like 'Celestial Kingdom.'"

Nagasawa shook her head, amused. "If he comes up with that, I swear I'll kick him."

Suddenly, a slight tremor ran through the room, and everyone felt a shift in the air, a mix of intense mana and... something else. Something much more... lustful.

All heads turned toward the door, and even before Morgana and Dante entered, everyone knew what was coming. The scent of magic mixed with lust flooded the room like a wave, and Sara was the first to cover her face with her hands.

"Oh, come on, take a shower first," Sara growled, feeling the uncomfortable scent of...

"Oh no… They're here," Velryna muttered, covering her face, as she too was overwhelmed by the strong scent of... better not mention it…

Dante entered first, wearing a self-satisfied grin, followed by Morgana, who looked more... pleased than usual. Her smile was pure vanity.

"Good morning, ladies," Dante said, nonchalant, while Morgana literally seemed to glow with self-confidence.

"Hey, you slut! You reek of lust!" Lilith snapped quickly, shouting at Morgana. Dante turned, "Hm?"

"You all smelled it, right?" Morgana said, not even trying to hide the pride in her voice. "A whole year... a whole year."

The room fell silent for a few seconds until Lyrianna finally broke the ice.

"A year of what, exactly?" She asked, though she knew full well the answer, after all, the scent coming from Morgana's body… was enough to make anyone envious…

Morgana let out a mischievous giggle. "Oh, we just spent an entire year in a dimension where time moves slower… if you catch my drift." She winked. "Yeah, I'm a witch, but even I was surprised by my endurance."

Nagasawa scoffed, trying not to laugh. "You're literally bragging about how long you and Dante…?"

"Yes!" Morgana interrupted, with a triumphant expression. "A whole year of endless pleasure, thanks for asking."

Sara, trying to maintain composure, just sighed. "Alright, someone get a bucket of cold water for Morgana, please? Seems like she forgot to shower."

Vex laughed out loud. "Hey, if I managed that, I'd be bragging too."

"Hm? I don't smell anything," Dante commented, confused. "Ah… my dear husband… You're not quite ready for this yet, so don't worry, okay?" Morgana said, holding his arm like a happy little girl.

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"Hm?" He asked, still confused, searching for answers… until Lilith chimed in, "She's messing with your sense of smell. That witch is using magic on her pussy to keep her essence inside to make us jealous," Lilith said, completely shattering Dante's expression as he turned to Morgana, staring at her in disbelief…

"Well, after a year of you ravaging my pussy, did you really think I wouldn't keep everything I received with love? I'm a real woman, and I'll accept everything from my husband." She puffed out her chest as if this was something to be proud of... Well, in her mind, it was... After all, besides her and Valentina, no one else had received Dante's 'Seed' inside them…

Dante stood in complete silence for a few seconds, processing Morgana's words. The incredulous look on his face was almost comical. "Morgana..." He began, still in disbelief. "Are you telling me that… after all that… you… kept it?!"

Morgana smiled like a mischievous child who had just played a trick. "Yes! Of course I kept it, darling. After all, not just anyone can say they've carried something so... valuable for so long. Consider it a testament to my devotion." She winked, still holding onto his arm, completely indifferent to the shock of the other women.

Nagasawa crossed her arms, shaking her head in disbelief. "This must be the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."

Vex, however, couldn't stop laughing. "Seriously, Morgana, who here is the real succubus?"

Lilith rolled her eyes. "Someone with an extremely twisted sense of humor, apparently." She looked at Morgana with a mix of fascination and disdain. "Vaginal magic to store sperm. That's... innovative, I guess. Or rather, scary.

It's worse than the succubi I've seen."

Lyrianna, Vex, and Lilith all thought in unison: 'I want to learn that magic too!'

Well, the three of them were succubi… Morgana had actually given them a lesson on how to be a real succubus… And she wasn't even a succubus!

Sara couldn't utter another word… It was just too absurd for a PURE woman like her to see that as something fun or a joke…

Morgana let out a wicked giggle, still enjoying the situation. "Oh, children, don't worry. I just wanted to share my... triumph with you. But I think I've done my part, haven't I?"

Dante, finally managing to speak, shook his head and sighed deeply. "You're truly insane. A year holding onto this? Morgana, that's way beyond what I imagined..."

Morgana just winked at him. "And yet, you love me."

Dante was still trying to process the fact that Morgana, with all her theatrics and pride, had kept magic running for an entire year just to brag about having stored 'that' inside her.

"Okay, let's try to focus on something more important for a second," he said, rubbing his face, still somewhat confused. "What exactly were you talking about before... well, this?"

Sara was the first to compose herself. "We were discussing the future of our territory, dear. We can no longer continue using the name Aldria. The territory has grown a lot, especially after your... conquests."

Lyrianna crossed her arms, her sharp gaze fixed on Dante. "What we want to know is how the rest of the world will react when we officially separate. We will be seen as an independent continent. That won't be easy for the smaller realms around us to swallow."

"Independent continent, right..." Dante repeated, still trying to concentrate. "So we're becoming... like a new empire?"

Voralith, being direct as always, intervened. "Something like that. But forget what the rest of the world thinks. What really matters is that we are preparing for a dimensional war. If they want to complain, good luck. There won't be much left for them, anyway."

Nagasawa, ever practical, added, "She's right. Soon, we'll be more powerful than any kingdom. The important thing is to ensure we're prepared, not just militarily, but politically as well."

Dante blinked, still absorbing the seriousness of the situation. "So, basically, while I was... busy with Morgana, you were planning to turn our territory into an interdimensional superpower?"

"Exactly," Lilith said, raising an eyebrow. "While you and Morgana were... let's say, otherwise occupied, we had to make some important adjustments. Things have changed quite a bit, and the world will feel the impact."

"Yeah..." Dante sighed. "I guess you're right. But what else is missing? If we're already preparing for war and have the necessary power, why are we still worried about names or the opinions of other realms?"

Sara looked at him with a patient smile. "Darling, it's more than that. We need a name that represents what we've become. Something that shows our strength, but also inspires loyalty and respect. We can't just be 'The Western Empire' and expect that to capture the greatness of what we've built."

Dante finally understood. "Ah, so it's about symbolism. We want our name to carry weight. Something that will echo for generations."

"Exactly!" Aaralyn said, a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes. "You may be a conqueror, but even conquerors need a worthy name for their land."

At that moment, Morgana, still clinging to Dante's arm, let out a dramatic sigh. "Well, while you all discuss politics, I just wanted to say that my body and name already carry enough weight, especially after this last year, but... anyway, call me when you decide."

All the women rolled their eyes… Morgana was truly unbearable again…