Neo stood in the army headquarters courtyard, eyes fixed on the man bowing low in front of him.
Lukas kept his gaze on the dirt.
Neo’s stare stayed flat and cold.
"Why does the chief want to visit the army all of a sudden?" Lukas asked, voice tight.
Neo didn’t answer right away.
He remembered what Sai had told him once—how the army had fallen into a single messy block of three hundred men after her late husband got sick.
Every major decision, every formation, every coin had landed in Lukas’s hands because her son never cared about logistics.
Neo’s voice came out sharp.
"I’m making drastic changes to the army formation.
Starting today."
He grabbed Luna’s wrist and pulled her with him as he stepped closer.
His eyes locked on Lukas.
"Where did you use the money the tribe gave you?"
Lukas hesitated.
His fingers twitched.
"Chief... I had a new son recently.
Plus taking care of a big family in this economy..."
Neo’s eyes widened for half a second.
The bastard was actually trying that line on him.
A blue screen flashed in front of Neo’s vision.
**Quest: Get rid of the corrupt influence of Lukas in the army.**
**Failure: Death**
**Reward: Prestige +100 with female army members.
Chance of them accepting your advances.**
Neo swallowed.
The system was getting lewder by the day.
The image of a girl in an army uniform pulling him aside flashed through his head for a second—then he shoved it down.
Death was still on the table.
He smiled without warmth.
"You’re fired.
Don’t come here again."
Lukas’s eyes went wide.
His fists clenched.
"Chief... let me show you something."
He yanked a small vial from his belt and lunged, hurling the liquid straight at Neo’s chest.
Neo stepped aside.
The potion hit the ground and ate straight through the packed dirt, hissing and bubbling.
Neo didn’t pause.
His sword cleared the sheath in one clean motion.
The blade flashed.
Lukas’s head left his shoulders and rolled across the dirt, eyes still open in shock.
Neo stared at the body for a second.
How many shady things had this man done to jump straight to murder like it was nothing?
Luna looked down at the head.
"Who’s going to take his job?"
"I’ll think about it later," Neo said.
He turned and walked into the headquarters building.
Inside, the halls were quiet.
Too quiet.
Afternoon light poured through the windows, yet every door stayed shut.
Neo’s jaw tightened.
He started slamming his fist against every door in the men’s wing.
"Get out!
Front yard in three minutes or I’m killing you in your sleep!"
His voice carried the kind of no-shit edge that made men jump.
Boots scrambled.
Doors flew open.
Soldiers spilled into the corridor, eyes wide when they realized it was the chief himself.
Luna mirrored him in the women’s wing, voice sharp and clear.
Within minutes both groups stood in the front yard, men on one side, women on the other.
Neo climbed the low steps so he could look down at all of them.
"I’m splitting this army into three legions," he said, voice booming across the field.
"One hundred men each.
Sword.
Spear.
Shield.
You’ll train according to what you’re actually good at.
No more giant useless blob."
He pointed at the packed dirt track that circled the yard.
"First, one hundred laps around this field before the sun goes down.
Anyone who fails is out.
You won’t even make it to the legion selection.
Move."
He turned and walked back inside without waiting for a response.
"I’ll be watching from my new desk on the second floor."
Neo pulled Luna with him up the stairs and into Lukas’s old office.
The desk alone made his eyebrows rise—dark, expensive wood, polished to a shine.
Better than anything Neo had in the chief’s hall.
He dropped into the chair.
Luna stood in front of the desk, waiting.
"So who’s taking this man’s job?" she asked.
Neo looked at her mouth.
"That depends..."
"On what?"
"On your sucking skills.
Get under the desk and suck me."
Luna’s lips curved.
Heat flashed through her body.
She dropped to her knees, slipped under the heavy wood, and tugged his pants open.
His cock sprang free and slapped against her cheek.
She wrapped her fingers around the base and took him into her mouth without hesitation.
A knock sounded at the door.
Both of them froze.
Neo’s eyes snapped to the entrance.
A young woman in a plain army uniform stepped inside.
The badge on her chest marked her as a fresh recruit.
"My name is Mikasa," she said.
"I’ve already finished the hundred laps.
Sorry for bothering you, Chief, but I want to ask how you got stronger this fast.
People say you used to live in a hut like mine.
Now you’re... this."
Neo opened his mouth.
Luna chose that exact moment to sink down and take him deeper, tongue sliding along the underside.
Wet heat closed around him.
"The real reason is..."
Neo’s voice stayed even, but his fingers tightened on the arm of the chair.
"Willpower.
And never giving up."
Luna bobbed her head, slow and steady at first, then faster.
Wet sounds filled the space under the desk—slurp, slurp, slurp.
She cupped his balls, rolling them in her palm while her throat worked around the head.
Neo kept talking.
"What’s your name again?"
"Mikasa."
He nodded like nothing was happening.
Luna sucked harder, cheeks hollowed, spit running down the shaft.
She twisted her wrist on every upstroke and hummed low in her throat.
Neo’s hips twitched once.
Mikasa’s eyes flicked toward the desk for a second.
A soft, wet noise reached her ears.
She frowned, then shook her head and looked back at Neo.
"Thank you, Chief."
She bowed and left, closing the door behind her.
The second the latch clicked, Neo’s control snapped.
He grabbed Luna’s hair under the desk and thrust up.
Thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth.
She swallowed around him, throat working, not spilling a drop.
When he finally eased back she pulled off with a wet pop, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and crawled out.
Neo looked down at her.
"You’re hired."
Luna smiled, eyes still dark with heat.
"I’ll go meet the unit leaders and start organizing the split."
She left the office.
Outside on the stairs, Mikasa stood frozen.
She had heard every word.
The woman under the desk... sucking the chief... and that was how she got the whole army.
Mikasa bit her lip hard enough to taste blood, shook her head, and forced herself to walk away.
A few minutes later she saw Luna leave the building and hurried after her.
"How strong are you?" Mikasa asked when she caught up.
"Lesser tribesman peak," Luna answered without slowing.
Mikasa’s eyes widened.
That strong—and she still got on her knees for him.
She sniffed once without meaning to.
Something faintly musky clung to Luna’s breath.
A single black strand of hair stuck to the corner of Luna’s mouth against her pure white hair.
Mikasa’s stomach twisted.
Luna stopped and tapped Mikasa’s shoulder.
"You want to get stronger.
You finished those laps first just to talk to him.
That kind of work ethic goes far.
Come find me when I have free time.
We’ll train."
Mikasa nodded and left Luna.
Luna made her way toward the units room.
She went to the women’s section and entered the first unit room.
Her eyes widened seeing how Mikasa was sitting in a corner and how the other recruits was mocking her.
Luna face boiled in anger shouting you there!
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