The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy

Chapter 594: Arcadia, The First Planet In All Creation (LXXI)

"Mhm..."

Aestrea mumbled sleepily.

The red silk sheets were tangled and messy, scattered with peony petals and the faint scent of their passion still lingering in the air.

The red lanterns had dimmed to a warm, gentle light, creating a peaceful and intimate atmosphere.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of bodies pressed against him from multiple sides.

He had expected to wake up with only Luna in his arms after their long, passionate night. But as his vision cleared, he realized he was surrounded by three women.

Luna was curled against his left side, her long white hair spread across his chest like a blanket of starlight.

Her massive breasts were pressed warmly against his arm, her breathing soft and content as she slept peacefully.

On his right side, Yennefer was clinging to him tightly, her voluptuous body pressed against him as if she never wanted to let go.

Her crimson eyes were still closed, but her hand was possessively resting on his chest.

And nestled between his legs, with her head on his thigh and her body partially under the covers, was Elleonora.

Her light blue eyes fluttered open the moment she felt him stir, a soft, affectionate smile spreading across her face.

Aestrea blinked in surprise, his body still sore from the intense night and the previous battles.

He hadn’t expected the other two to be here as well.

Yennefer was the first to wake fully. Her crimson eyes opened, and the moment she saw Luna on his other side, a flash of jealousy crossed her face.

She pressed herself closer to him, her massive breasts squishing against his chest as she nuzzled his neck.

"Good morning..." she whispered, her voice still husky from sleep.

"Did you sleep well with her taking up so much space?"

Luna stirred at the sound of Yennefer’s voice.

Her deep blue eyes with the silver crescent moons opened slowly, and she immediately noticed the other woman clinging to Aestrea.

A soft, competitive smile appeared on her lips as she snuggled even closer to him, her hand gently stroking his chest.

"Good morning, my love..." Luna murmured sweetly, kissing his shoulder.

"I hope you rested well after our long night together. You were so passionate... I could barely keep up with how much you filled me..."

Elleonora, still nestled between his legs, lifted her head and looked up at both women with a calm but slightly annoyed expression.

She pressed a soft kiss to Aestrea’s thigh before speaking.

"You two are already starting this early?" she said, her voice gentle but with a clear edge of jealousy.

"He’s barely awake and you’re both trying to claim him. I was here first this morning, you know."

Yennefer shot Elleonora a sharp look, her hand sliding down Aestrea’s chest possessively.

"You were sleeping between his legs like a little pet. I was actually holding him properly. He needs someone who can keep him warm and safe, not just... occupy space."

Luna’s eyes narrowed slightly, but her voice remained sweet as she kissed Aestrea’s neck again.

"I kept him very warm last night. He seemed quite happy with how I took care of him. Maybe you two should let him rest a little more instead of fighting over him so early."

Aestrea sighed softly, his hand gently stroking Luna’s hair while his other arm wrapped around Yennefer’s waist.

He looked down at Elleonora with a small, tired smile.

"All of you... good morning," he said quietly.

"I didn’t expect to wake up with all three of you here."

Elleonora smiled softly, pressing another kiss to his thigh as she looked up at him with loving eyes.

"We couldn’t let you be alone after everything. Especially not after that wound you got. How is it feeling this morning?"

Yennefer immediately moved her hand to his stomach, gently checking the bandage.

"It still looks bad..." she said, her voice filled with worry.

"You shouldn’t have gone in there alone. We could have helped you."

Luna nodded in agreement, her hand gently tracing his chest.

"She’s right. We’re strong enough now. You don’t have to carry everything by yourself anymore. We want to protect you too."

Aestrea shook his head slightly, his hand gently squeezing Yennefer’s waist.

"I’m fine. The wound is healing slowly, but it’s healing. And I needed to finish that challenge alone. It was the only way."

The three women exchanged looks, their jealousy momentarily set aside as concern for him took over.

"Fuuuh..."

Taking a deep breath, Aestrea closed his eyes and instantly felt that a massive surge of power had flooded into his body.

He could feel new authorities and energies swirling inside him, mixing with his Chaos and the powers he had already absorbed.

The purity of the energy from the tower had amplified everything, making his core stronger than ever before.

He opened his eyes, a faint glow of cosmic power appearing in his gaze for a brief second.

"Now there was only one thing left to do. And that is... challenge the Creator to a duel... and of course, get the last Trumpet."

The three women looked at him with a mix of worry and determination. Yennefer’s hand tightened on his chest, her crimson eyes filled with concern.

"You’re really going to fight her?" she asked softly.

"After everything... after how strong she is..."

Luna nodded, her deep blue eyes with the silver crescent moons showing the same worry.

"She’s the Creator of Everything. Even with all the Trumpets... it won’t be easy."

Elleonora gently stroked his thigh, her light blue eyes soft but serious.

"We’ll be with you. No matter what happens."

Aestrea remained silent for a moment. In his last conversation with her, the Creator Woman had confirmed his thoughts earlier.

The last Trumpet... was none other than the Creator itself.

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A week passed in the blink of an eye.

The days had been filled with quiet moments and intense preparation. Aestrea spent as much time as he could with Luna, Yennefer, and Elleonora, holding them close, talking with them, and sharing the little peace they could find before the final battle.

The wound on his stomach had finally healed completely thanks to the power of the last Trumpet, but the weight of what was coming never left his mind.

Now, the time had come.

Aestrea stood at the edge of the fused tower’s entrance, the cosmic energy around him humming with anticipation.

The giant structure pulsed with power, its runes shifting like living things as it waited for the final confrontation.

He turned to the three women who had been waiting with him.

Luna, Yennefer, and Elleonora stood close together, their expressions filled with a mix of worry, love, and determination.

Aestrea looked at each of them one by one, his voice calm but heavy with emotion.

"This is it," he said quietly.

"I have to go alone. The final duel with the Creator... it’s something I need to face by myself. It might take a long while. I don’t know how long this battle will last, or what will happen after. But I promise I’ll come back to you."

Luna stepped forward first, her deep blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears as she hugged him tightly.

Her massive breasts pressed against his chest as she buried her face in his neck.

"Please be careful..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "I waited decades for you. I can’t lose you now. Come back to me... to us. No matter what."

Aestrea wrapped his arms around her, holding her close for a long moment.

"I will," he murmured against her white hair.

"I promise."

Yennefer was next. She grabbed his hand, her crimson eyes filled with fierce possessiveness and worry as she pulled him into a tight embrace.

"You better win," she said, her voice sharp but cracking slightly.

"You’re ours. Don’t you dare let that woman take you away from us. We’ll be waiting right here. Come back safe... or I’ll never forgive you."

Aestrea smiled faintly, kissing the top of her head.

"I know. I won’t lose."

Elleonora stepped forward last, her light blue eyes soft but filled with quiet strength. She hugged him gently, her hand resting on his chest where his heart beat steadily.

"We believe in you," she whispered.

"You’ve come so far. Finish this... and come back to us. We’ll be here, no matter how long it takes."

Aestrea held all three of them close for a final moment, feeling their warmth and love surround him.

The weight of the final battle pressed on him, but their presence gave him strength.

"I’ll be back..."

"Wait for me."

He stepped back slowly, his eyes lingering on each of them one last time. Then, without another word, he turned and walked into the giant tower.

The entrance sealed behind him with a low, resonant hum, leaving the three women standing together, watching the tower with worried but hopeful eyes.

"...Time to end this once and for all..."