Time quickly passed, knowing that Morgana was easily and systematically dealing with the north of the country, Richard decided to start taking more "aggressive actions".

Using the same system that Morgana used to quickly empower the witches that were left under her command, Richard set up a system that gave the witches who obtained power access to "simple combat and utility spells".

This increased their combat capabilities but did little to help them become better mystics.

Against foreign mystics who were raised or had extensive knowledge and experience in mystics, the cookie cutter method would do little to help them survive but against the local mystics who see the simple act of creating a fireball as "scary"... it was more than enough.

Following that method, Richard further split the development and passing of knowledge based on their limits.

Those who became regulars to his orgies were noticeably stronger than those that spent time with Richard once or twice.

The more times you get creampied, the stronger you could become

That was the idea that Richard spread.

It wasn’t entirely true but also not false as well.

Though other methods to get stronger and surpass ones limit did exist, they were not as "easy" not as "quick" as his orgies.

Surprisingly, when Richard started to implement his plan, his time spent fucking women did not get any shortetr.

Instead, women who decided to hold back somehow got more active.

When they did not know how to properly use their newly awakened mystical abilities, everything to them was the same.

But even without the extensive knowledge, the witches quickly noticed the differences in their limits.

Richard thought that the women gave up because they weren’t power hungry but he was gravely mistaken.

To someone who has never eaten steak before, a prime cut that was cooked perfectly medium rare would look and feel like raw meat if it was served haphazardly or without the usual bling that shows fine dining.

Even the finest wagyu would be treated as regular meat if it did not have a label.

The witches who obtained power had never experienced true mysticism.

Even when they watched Richard do something none of them could ever believe, they never thought that they would be able to reach his level.

To them, no matter how much power they obtained, it would barely reach a hundredth of Richard’s abilities.

Of course, this came from a lack of experience.

Yet the moment the witches were taught proper magic and made to practice them-

All it took was a small taste of true magic, when the witches were introduced to actual spells that had uses that went way beyond their imagination-

Their greed started to bloom.

Some were able to able hold in their greed but the amazing effect of spells that did not need constant maintenance to look youthful-

Richard’s enhancement through creampies did make them prettier. Their skin improved and more things made them look better but the magic allowed them to take the form they "wish for".

There are some features that are difficult to change even with the enhancement provided by Richard’s "ritual".

Mostly traits that could be considered as "genetic".

Yet magic allowed the women to change their height, change their three sizes... there were limits but all of it was connected to how strong they could become.

Unfortunately, the women were not really interested in the combat spells, While those that grew stronger had access to better combat magic, they chose to focus on utility spells.

Spells that allowed someone to ingest poisons without being harmed, spells that allowed them to consume food without causing them to get fat...

Simply put, the women found spells that allowed them to drown in vices without worrying about consequences.

In short- a magical "get out of jail free" card.

Richard had thought of setting a limit, maybe even adding a schedule and a set limit on participants but-

That’s just a show of weakness...

Below Richard was another woman who had just collapsed from intercourse.

There were more around him waiting like a pack of hungry wolves but Richard did not show any panic or worry.

IInstead, his gaze carried an air of pride as he grabbed the closest woman tto his left.

"Kya~"

An obviously fake reaction but Richard didn’t care.

In a few minutes, her fake reaction would turn into a genuine one but whether she would be saying the same things was a different matter.

The woman was immediately moved to his front, the collapsed woman was dragged to a nearby bed to rest and without any foreplay, Richard began to thrust into the woman.

Her name was something Richard could not recall but her figure closely resembled a female actor who had the initials MF.

A youthful figure with smooth evenly tanned skin, a slim body with well defined curves. It was not a look that was unrealistic with huge assets to make the curves more "prominent".

No, the figure was similar to many models who were blessed with a very "lithe figure".

She looked like the image of a woman who had won the genetic lottery but Richard knew that she used to be quite short and had pale skin, sensitive skin.

Now?

She looked like a woman who could take the title of "Miss Universe".

Fortunately, not all women had the same "desire".

Some had a preference too look more "mature", some wanted a "tomboy" look...

There were those that had a "muscular" or "athletic" figure while some wanted a more "child-like" image.

All of these women were waiting in line as Richard quickly gave them what they were asking for.

The pump of white gold that was made allows them to bear the figures they now wore.

While Richard was a bit annoyed at their insistence on beauty instead of actual power- it still had some benefits as the witches lost their distaste for the fates of their male comrades.

In fact, they had recently started to actively participate in turning the men into powerful warriors.

After all, if the fighting force was strong enough with only the men, why would the witches need to work hard for power?

The more of their former comrades they convert into living weapons, the more time they have to focus on "looking good".

On that note, some of the women were actually married.

Their reason for participating in the orgies was power and survival, yet they have never actually desired Richard’s attention.

Yet their improvement in beauty had a rather interesting effect in not only their greed but also pride.

Women who were married felt that they could not match up to their peers.

Why try their luck on getting close to Richard when there were women born with better genetics flocking around him?

All they had to do was sleep with Richard from time to time as a part of their new "duties"

Since most of the semen pumped into their pussies were used to strengthen their bodies, pregnancy was avoided completely and this became an even bigger reason to just "live with it".

They considered it a job yet- when they found a way to make themselves look better, these women who had gotten more attractive but were unable to escape their bad draw upon birth found a new path to success.

It was not a completely natural transformation but compared to plastic surgery it was less painful and easier to maintain.

The worst that could happen was for them to revert back to their original looks.

On the other hand, scientific methods to change one’s appearance carried a lot of dangers.

From complications due to an infection, a badly made cut or just bad medication-

There were many risks in plastic surgery and other similar procedures.

Magic?

It was both real and fake, so long as they had magic, they could maintain their lies indefinitely and the women- even those who were married decided to "look for greener pastures".

The only reason they stuck with their husband was because of their low prospects.

A divorcee- no matter how attractive, many would only see as a piece of meat.

A woman who was easy to bed and even easier to drop and forget.

Nobody wants a partner with tons of baggage and a divorcee was just that.

But Richhard accepted them all-

Of course, there was a catch-

"MFFFFFMFFFH!!!!"

Dozens of men were chained to chairs and made to watch as Richard dominated- not violated, dominated, their wives.

There was no force or coercion, the men watched as their wives offered their bodies to Richard.

Not that the men were any different.

Based on what Richad learned, some of them were druggies, some were alcoholics, others were just like Richard but enjoyed inflicting pain more than the actual sex.

Few witches were in a regular relationship and even those that were chose to give in to their desires.

With that, Richard enjoyed the feeling of cucking others, while he disliked NTR, he had no qualms with being the one doing the NTR.

That said, most NTR victims in stories were just weak idiots unwilling to fight or take what was theirs.

Those stealing chicks in NTR stories were always the bastards who think with their dicks and had an infinite amount of pride.

He is a victim? Just some idiot who can’t stand up for himself.

The men were not weak idiots, they glared at Richard and some were even bleeding from desperately attempting to remove the bindings.

But that only made it even more fun-

Richard intensified his actions making the woman below him squeal.

He pulled her up and moved to show her front to her bound husband.

Richard started pounding and then-

*spssssss"

Unable to hold it in, the woman ejaculated and a spray of clear liquid soaked the husband.

The man glared at Richard but he simply replied with a smile-

"There’s more where that came from-"

"Richard!"