[VVIP] I got reincarnated in the world of AOT Chapter 255

[Let me hug you again]

A few days passed, and I woke up in the church, my main headquarters, just like any other day. It's funny how sometimes I almost forget that I've fully taken the reins of this once-mysterious religious organization known for its extremist and eccentric members—the Order of the Walls. It's quite a shift from what it used to be, yet here I am, at the helm of it all.

Still, this spot that once served as their headquarters hasn't really changed all that much. The atmosphere of the old church, with its rich history and enduring presence, has a unique charm that instantly brings a sense of calm and serenity to anyone who steps inside.

Even among the residents of the church, not much seems to change. Many women, spanning different ages, rise from their slumber well before sunrise. They don their nun's attire and engage in activities that breathe life into this sacred space.

I can never get enough of gazing at them, especially when they glance my way with those eyes that make me feel like a saint who has descended to this world just to be their savior. Just like when Milch wore her snug black nun's attire, I can easily make out the curves of their bodies, and it's hard not to notice how alluring my followers are.

Back in the day, I used to host these wild orgy parties with them, where I was the only guy in the mix. To my surprise, the women there treated it like some kind of ritual, believing they were receiving my sacred semen, or so they claimed. I'm just going to roll with it and savor each moment as it comes.

These women have fully committed themselves to my organization, my sect, or however you prefer to label it, and I feel no shame in making the most of their dedication. Recently, those moments have become few and far between. The main reason for this shift is that a lot has been happening around me, making life in this world feel a lot more challenging.

Another reason is that I've been meeting many amazing and beautiful women lately. I just can't get enough of the time I spend with them, and as a result, they tend to take over my sex life.

"Kaiser... you're making me feel cold. Come on, just lie down... Let me hug you again..." Historia murmured, her voice heavy with sleep. She didn't even take the time to open her eyes.

Despite everything, I sank into the bed, turning to my left side. There she was, a woman who bore a faint resemblance to Historia, peacefully asleep, completely oblivious to the world around her. As I gently tidied up her stunning jet-black hair, I made sure to be extra careful not to disturb her slumber. Yet, despite my best efforts, I could not resist the urge to softly rub my thumb against her cheek.

Even though Frieda was 11 years older than me and Historia, there were times when she showed that she still had a playful, youthful side to her personality. Even now, she still felt a bit awkward about sex despite the fact that we had done it countless times. It was a stark contrast to her younger sister, who seemed to be getting bolder and more adventurous with new ideas.

After glancing at Frieda for a while, I shifted my attention back to Historia. I gently nudged her, saying, "Wake up, Historia, we need to get ready."

Perhaps it was my soft voice that prompted Historia to respond in a broken tone, almost as if she were in a daze. "Ready?... For what?... I still want to sleep. Can't you see the sun hasn't even risen yet..."

"How can you know? You didn't even bother to open your eyes..." I chuckled as I gently played with her soft cheeks. "Hey, don't forget. We're part of the Military Police now, remember?"

"Just hang in there for me a bit longer, like you always do… I swear it'll only be five minutes, and then I'll be up..."

I could tell my approach was gradually paying off when her words started to come out in a more organized way, and, even better, they were actually making sense.

Historia's hand, which had been comfortably resting on my stomach, suddenly lifted. It was as if she had a lightbulb moment. She gently stopped me from playing with her cheeks and instead guided my hand to rub them softly.

"We both know that's not true, but I'll let you have your way. I can also ask Milch to wake you up later," After saying that, I leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Historia's forehead. She looked up at me, her face lighting up with a big smile in response. Her eyes fluttered gently, yet it still wasn't enough to pull her from the grip of drowsiness that held her tight.

The first thing I did was check on Milch. I had a feeling she was already awake at this hour. She's definitely one of the most organized and disciplined individuals I know, which is why I find myself relying on her more than I ever expected.

Our sect is expanding, with new members joining us every day. Milch is all about making the most of her time, focusing on productive efforts to ensure everything runs smoothly as we build something great together.

She primarily handles the administration and keeps a close eye on all the gear in this sect to ensure everything runs smoothly. Because of this, she likes to manage things behind the scenes, allowing me to appreciate her hard work without having to get involved myself.

So, even though the attention and affection she shows me never wavers, and that warm smile is always there, I realize I need to match that energy. So, I reward her without being asked, even if it means going along with her quirky requests in bed.

After chatting with a few folks, they mentioned that Milch is currently working on what I asked about a few days back. Since we're going to be up against not just Titans but also humans, I asked her to handle this with a lot of care.

"Umm, good morning…"

Just then, someone called out to me, and when I turned to see who it was, I felt a bit suprised. I had nearly forgotten the fact that the Reiss family was also staying here for a while. I had intentionally put them in the outer area, where they were given a residence that was just as basic as the cabin they had lived in before.

Still, I didn't stop them from entering the main church building. Luckily, only a handful ventured in, and one of those was her.

"Good morning, Florian," I replied to her greeting. Even though she had a bit more courage to chat with me compared to the rest of her family, she still carried that same shyness I remembered so well. "Did they not whip up your breakfast for you?"

"I-I was the first to wake up, so I thought I'd just hang around and wait for the others," she replied, her words tumbling out in a bit of a rush, causing her to stutter slightly. But I could tell she was concerned about my misunderstanding, so I offered her a reassuring smile to put her at ease.

"So, is there anything you need? It's pretty unusual to see you around this time," I said, hoping to get a glimpse of what was on her mind while keeping the conversation light and friendly.

"I was wondering if Historia and Sister Frieda are awake yet. Have you seen them?" Florian looked at me with her big, round eyes filled with curiosity.

I nearly overlooked that Florian is just a year or two older than Historia. When we first crossed paths a few years back, I remember they were almost the same height and build. It led me to believe they were around the same age, which made for an interesting first impression. When they first met, Florian thought of Historia as her older sister. But lately, I've heard she hasn't referred to her that way anymore.

"Historia, she'll be waking up any time soon. If you're looking to have a long chat with her, you'll need to hold off until we get home tonight," I said, keeping my smile intact. "But don't worry, you've still got Frieda around. She'll be here all day."

Florian gave a slight nod before turning her gaze back to me, casually asking, "Kaiser, you and Historia are part of the Military Police, right?"

"Yeah, with everything going on, we've had quite a hectic day lately. I'll make sure to tell Historia to chat with you before she heads to bed tonight."

Florian shook her head this time and said, "Don't worry about it. I'd rather Historia get the rest she needs. We can chat another time. What I'm curious about is something different."

If it were anyone else, I wouldn't even think about waiting for her, much less providing her with all the answers to her questions. But looking at her like this, it struck me that I was facing Historia. They shared the same hair color and style, and I couldn't help but think that if Historia hadn't been raised with Alma, she might have turned out to be just a regular girl like her.

"That... will this kingdom be okay?"

"What do you mean?" I raised my eyebrows and asked back.

"I've been hearing whispers about how the Titans are inching closer. At this rate, I'm starting to worry it won't be long before they reach the capital. I can't just close my eyes and pretend this has nothing to do with my family," Florian answered, her face shifting to show guilt and despair. "But I don't know what to do."

"You know, if I were to point fingers, I'd pick your father, not you—after all, you didn't have a say in any of this," I took a deep breath as I gently stroked her head. "But if you're looking to make a difference, why not come by tonight? We can chat it out until you feel good about things."

"Thank you, Kaiser…" Florian responded awkwardly. She likely didn't see it coming when I got so close and offered her some comfort. "I'm up for chatting about it with Historia, and we can bring big sister Frieda into the mix as well. I don't mind."

I smiled in response, but my attention quickly shifted when Annie strolled into the church yard. She was already dressed in her Military Police uniform, looking like she was gearing up to head out to her post.

I didn't want to let her head off by herself, so I quickly said goodbye to Florian before hurrying after Annie, who was already making her way toward the gate.

"Seriously, how many times do I need to tell you not to go out by yourself?" I asked, a bit out of breath, "We have no idea what method the Scout Regiment will use to draw you in."

Pausing in her tracks, Annie spun around, her icy gaze locking onto mine. "Isn't that girl ready yet?"

"Come on, you can hold on for just another five minutes for Historia," I said, a hint of pleading in my voice. Historia's presence in Annie's life ended up being more significant than I had anticipated. She gradually helped me chip away at this cold girl's defenses, little by little. "She'd be let down if she found that you were the one who left first."