The Isekai Milf harem!

Queen Ellaria's carriage arrived at the Adventurer's Guild just before midnight.

The building loomed before her, its stone facade lit by flickering torches that cast more shadows than light.

She could feel the eyes of the guards on her, even through the dark glass of the carriage windows.

No doubt they were wondering what business a high-end lady had here, especially at such an ungodly hour.

But Ellaria paid them no mind. She had more important matters to attend to.

As the carriage door opened, a liveried footman offered her his hand. She took it gracefully, stepping down onto the cobblestones with practiced poise as its costume or maybe not.

Truth be told, as much as one sees, a lady's hand is always held by someone when she walks out of the carriage.

The guildmaster himself stood waiting at the top of the broad stone steps, a look of confusion mixed with concern on his aged face.

"Your Majesty," he said with a low bow knowing her identity as the Queen.

Of course, he is a build master if he doesn't even know their queen how can he be a good guild master?

"To what do we owe the... um, honor?" He asked.

Ellaria smiled, though the expression didn't reach her eyes.

"Guildmaster Thorne, long time no see..." she replied, her voice cool and controlled,

"I've come on a matter of great urgency. Is he here?"

Thorne's bushy eyebrows furrowed. "He?" he echoed.

"The adventurer. The one they call 'Alan.'"

The guildmaster's confusion deepened. "Alan? I... I'm not sure I—"

"Don't play games with me, Guildmaster," Ellaria snapped, her patience fraying at the edges.

"I know he's here. I know what he's done. And I know what he can do."

Thorne swallowed hard, glancing nervously at the royal guards flanking their queen.

"As you say, Your Majesty," he murmured, stepping aside to allow her entry.

"But may I ask what business you have with—"

"That is none of your concern," Ellaria cut him off sharply. "Where is he?"

Reluctantly, Thorne led her through the bustling common room of the guild.

Adventurers of all shapes and sizes paused mid-conversation to stare openly at their unexpected royal visitor.

Whispers spread like wildfire in her wake.

"Is that really the queen?"

"What's she doing here?"

"Look at that dress scandalous!"

The Guild Master's voice was loud so, they heard it. And most of them just witnessed their queen for the first time, just learning what she looks like.

Ellaria ignored them all, her gaze sweeping the room for any sign of her quarry.

But there was no towering figure, no aura of overwhelming power.

"Where is he?" she demanded again, her voice low but dangerous.

Thorne cleared his throat nervously. "I... I'm afraid he's indisposed at the moment, Your Majesty. He's... um... engaged in a private matter."

Ellaria's eyes narrowed. "What kind of private matter?"

Before Thorne could reply, a loud moan echoed from somewhere down the hall, followed by the sound of a door slamming open.

"Ooooh, Master! Yes, yes, YES!"

The Queen went ahead... Her eyes widened as a buxom woman staggered into view, her dress in disarray, her hair wild around her flushed face.

Behind her stood a man who could only be Alan—tall, broad-shouldered, with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through Ellaria.

"Ah," Thorne coughed awkwardly, "It seems he's... finished."

Ellaria didn't move, didn't breathe. She felt as though she'd been struck by lightning, her whole body tingling with a dangerous mix of shock and... something else.

There she sees Alan fucking Serene inside a small spherical crystal ball. It seems members of the guild have been keeping a close eye on Alan and Alan didn't even know about it.

"Haah* Haah* Ahhhh... So good... I came 10 times.... Ahhhh!" A Elf with long pointy ears moans, her fingers still inside her pussy.

Needless to say, she was playing with herself watching the sinful act between Alan and Serene.

Who knows what else she has witnessed with those eyes?

Some questions are better unasked, some mysteries are better unsolved.

"That is Alan!?" Queen asked in shock, her cheeks turning pink. Holy geez, what is that monstrosity?

Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched the scene unfold... Serene falling to her knees before the mysterious adventurer, her lips wrapping around his impossibly large member, cleaning her own juice and his seed from his cock.

Holy moly...

"Indeed," Thorne replied, his tone a mixture of awe and trepidation. "He appeared out of nowhere it seems the head hound party has summoned them... They have recently changed their name from simple to something profound. No one knows where he came from, but his power..." The guildmaster shook his head wonderingly. "It's like nothing I've ever seen."

"Powerful indeed..." Ellaria murmured, her gaze fixed on the spectacle before her. She could feel heat pooling in her core, her own body responding to the primal display. "But can he save a kingdom?"

Thorne looked confused. "Save a kingdom? Could it be that—"

"Indeed... The world is getting chaotic and nearby kingdoms are planning a huge war. There is a high chance we will be attacked first." Queen responded earnestly.

In such a dire situation of unknown instead of joining hands and being united, they want to fight against each other unable to differentiate between right and wrong.

"Him?" the guildmaster asked, totally shocked and confused.

"You think he could...?" He trailed off, shaking his head. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, surely there are other ways. Other allies to seek out."

How can the queen come here to meet one person?

Indeed this guy is strong but how can he fight kingdoms? Is he a god!?

Not at all.

Ellaria's laugh was sharp, bitter. "Allies?" she repeated.

"We have no allies left, Guildmaster. Not after what happened in the east."

Thorne paled at the reference, remembering the bloody massacre that had decimated House Vorn's entire army and many troops of the empire.

Yeah, this was the same massacre caused by Zhao Yung.

"Even if we had gold, which we don't, no one would come. Not for the prices we could pay. And especially not for what we need done." She took a step closer to the guildmaster, her voice lowering to a dangerous whisper.

"You've seen what he can do and know what he is capable of. I need that power, guildmaster Thorne. I need him... I have heard his battle power has reached a new height that the magic eye can't see... I have placed all my bets on it now."

"But... but surely the royal army—"

"The royal army is a joke," Ellaria spat, her composure cracking for the first time.

"A pathetic shell of what it once was. You've seen the reports. You know what's coming. Our main knight army and mage team were destroyed... The royal army is shallow from inside."

It was the truth.

Thorne didn't argue. He had seen the intelligence reports, the estimates of the enemy's strength. It was overwhelming, impossible.

No regular army could hope to stand against such numbers.

The kingdom really seems to be hated by heaven with so much problems.

"We need a miracle," the queen added, her gaze returning to Alan's imposing figure. "And there he stands, sucking on that woman's tits."

...

"Ahhh, ahhh...."

Serene moaned loudly as Alan's lips closed around her nipple, his tongue teasing the hardened peak mercilessly.

She squirmed in his grasp, her hands clutching at his shoulders as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

"Master, please!" she gasped, her hips grinding shamelessly against his thigh. "I need you inside me again!"

"Greedy girl," he growled against her breast, the vibration sending fresh shivers through her body. "I'll give you what you need."

With a swift motion, he lifted her off her feet, turning to press her back against the wall. Serene wrapped her legs around his waist eagerly, moaning as she felt the head of his cock nudging at her slick entrance.

"Yes!" she cried out as he thrust into her with one smooth motion. "Oh god, yes!"

Ellaria watched, mesmerized, as Alan fucked Serene against the wall. Her cries of pleasure echoing in the room through that magical sphere.

"Fuck," the queen muttered under her breath, pressing a hand to her own chest as if to calm her racing heart. "He's certainly... enthusiastic."

Thorne cleared his throat again, looking supremely uncomfortable. "Your Majesty, perhaps we should discuss this somewhere more... private?"

But Ellaria barely heard him, her attention fixed on the raw display of sexuality before her. Ngl, as a woman, she too wished to fucked like that.

She felt a rush of... something unfamiliar.

The itch better her thigh was getting stronger.

She wanted that.

Truth be revealed, she was already unsatisfied with her husband's limpness, otherwise, think logically, would she really kill if he could please her?

"Ahhh!!" She moaned.

"Guildmaster Throne... Do you think he would fuck me like that too... Slam that big fat cock into my pussy."

"P-pardon!?"