Harem Assassins : King Sekton's Harem Planet, Book 2: A Space Opera Harem Adventure Baron Sord (good books to read for adults .txt) 📖

Really, it was a d4 Space Castle.

Coolest thing I’d ever seen.

Except for the part where they wanted me and Captain Theia dead.

When they saw me coming, the demons on the walls opened fire with their bolt rifles and grafted hand cannons and arm guns. My Sphere of Absorption vacuumed up the storm of bolts coming at me. For all the good their energy rainstorm was having on me, I may as well have been singing in the actual rain. Not a single bolt touched me. But it wasn’t me I was worried about.

“Theia?!” I called over comms. “Where is the reactor powering the beam?!”

“My guess would be somewhere inside the asteroid, my king!”

“Where are you?!”

“On the green face! That’s the back side!”

“I’m coming for you! Hold tight!”

I zipped around toward it.

Bolt fire from the space demons followed my line of flight. Only now did I realize none of them wore space suits. How were they possibly breathing? Then I remembered how I’d been able to fly naked through space while rescuing Cygna without dying, thanks to my Bombshells Ring.

Was it possible these demons had similar technology?

Clearly they did, and possibly more, based on everything I’d seen today.

Or, these space demons were biologically adapted to the vacuum of space. For all I knew, they had extremely rigid skin and naturally scrubbed their own blood gases through a chemical process, similar to how they used calcium hydroxide on submarines to scrub the air there.

Whatever the scientific explanation, these demons didn’t suffocate in space.

When I got around to the green side of the d4 Space Castle, it didn’t take long to find Captain Theia. She was the focus of the bolt fire in the lower bailey area inside the outermost curtain wall that surrounded the central, triangular keep.

The medieval keep wasn’t a pyramid. It had three straight-vertical walls instead of four, with crenelated battlements and a walkway on top that traced a triangular path along all three walls. As expected, the seemingly stone walls, paving stones below, and every last space demon were various shades of radiation green, and everything glowed.

The paving stones of the lower bailey area spanned a distance of about 5 meters between the thick, outer curtain wall — it too was approximately 5 meters thick — and the central triangular keep. This created a 5 meter-wide path around the base of the keep, and it was where Theia was trading bolt fire with a group of green space demons up on the walls. She stood at one corner of the triangular keep and was shooting around it.

Apparently, there was gravity on this asteroid because everyone below me was weighed down to the green surface. Likely artificial gravity of some kind. Yes, definitely. I felt it taking hold of me and suddenly I had the sense I was upside down and plummeting head-first toward the ground.

Until a moment ago, there had been no up or down.

Now there was.

Because I was still a few hundred meters above the green keep and had a bird’s eye view of the place, I could see a contingent of green demons circling the long way around the keep with the intention of boxing in Theia and ambushing her from behind. Other demons continued to shoot at her from atop the curtain wall, but Theia was wedged between a pair of vertical wall buttresses and was doing her best to stay hidden while picking off demons dumb enough to stick their heads out. It helped that Theia’s armor had camouflaged itself to match the green castle stones. She was very difficult to see when she wasn’t shooting her bolt rifle.

“Crown to Theia! Don’t shoot!” I hollered over comms. “It’s me coming in for a landing! I’m the big guy in power armor!” Obviously, I was still Mega Beast size, and my armor had automatically turned green to match my surroundings, making me the same color as the demons. “I’m not another demon!”

“I see you, my king!” Theia replied.

Not wanting to unwittingly extract any energy from Theia’s power armor or bolt rifle, I turned off my rings’ ENERGY extraction — my Absorption Sphere — and I zipped past the bodies of a number of dead green demons lying atop the curtain wall. I dropped down to land next to Theia on the green paving stones, where more green demon bodies littered the stones around her position. She was quite the markswoman. When my boots touched the ground, I felt normal gravity kicking in. After something like 20 or 30 minutes in zero G, it was a relief to be back on solid ground.

Bolt fire blasted around us randomly and intermittently.

I shrunk down to normal size to minimize my target area and hide between the buttresses with Theia. She pivoted and fired her bolt rifle at an approaching space demon up on the curtain wall who was coming at us from behind. Her golden bolts hit the vile beast square in the chest. It stumbled and fell from the wall, smacking hard and bouncing off the paving stones briefly before laying motionless.

“I’m almost out of ammo,” Theia said. “I’ve already burned through the extra PEPs I brought with me.” As if in explanation, she twisted a knob on her bolt rifle and out popped a square Portable Energy Pack that she let drop bouncing against the paving stones next to another two PEPs already on the ground. She pulled one from her belt and slapped it into the rifle before ratcheting the slide silently. There may have been gravity on this rock, but there wasn’t an atmosphere to convey sound.

“That’s my last pack,” Theia warned over comms.

I used a POSITION vector to safely lift the one she’d dropped. It floated up to my hands. I used my ring’s ENERGY function to transfer energy from my ring slowly into the PEP until its indicator light filled to full. I offered it to Theia and said, “Now you have a spare.”

“Thank you, my king.”