Part 63: The Invincible Shovel
Part 63:
The Invincible Shovel
I-I SAID IT! I actually said it! Lithisia’s heart raced a mile a minute.
Alan had said he would do anything she asked of him, and she had promptly asked him to “shovel” her.
It took all of two seconds for her to regret this. How vulgar. How perverted. She had actually told him straight to his face that she wanted to engage in baby-making.
But she couldn’t correct herself. After all, she really did want this. Lithisia wanted to do every imaginable thing with Alan, and she could barely contain herself anymore. She knew this was unbecoming of a shovel and a young lady, but she could no longer stop herself. Thus, she stared straight at Alan and waited for an answer.
At length, he nodded. “I understand.”
“!”
A wave of bliss washed over Lithisia.
“Lithisia, truth be told, I’ve barely understood anything you’ve said since our journey began. But even so, even if I can’t understand your words, I can’t help but want to do everything and anything for you. I want to give you everything you desire. Lithisia…” Alan stopped for a moment. Then, with an entirely focused expression on his face, he declared, “Because I love you.”
“!!!”
Whoa! Catria jumped in surprise. This was a proper confession! A proper, human confession!
“If I’m being completely honest, I’ve always wanted to uncover everything there is to uncover about you.”
“!!!”
The bombs kept dropping, though they were getting increasingly more shovel with each passing moment.
“I never know what you’re thinking. But that just means you’re like no other mining vein I’ve ever encountered. Why your sentences end with shovel, why you want to bear my child, I still don’t quite get any of it. But that’s why my desire is so strong. I want to dig into your entire being…” Alan embraced Lithisia tightly. “And I want to make everything about you mine. I can’t hold back this desire anymore.”
A few more seconds of silence went by. Lithisia was so moved that she simply quivered in place while gazing at Alan.
Meanwhile, Catria stared out a nearby window. Do I really need to be here for this?
“Sir Mi…ner…”
“I’m gonna have my way with you right now.”
Lithisia nodded. She wore her princess dress that placed great emphasis on her exquisite chest. Just as she was about to remove said article of clothing, she realized something. “Ah! Th-that’s right. We’re supposed to do this with our clothes on, right?”
“Hrm?”
“When I practiced shoveling for the first time, that’s what you said to me!”
It was an act she had simulated countless times in her mind. Now it was finally time to put that experience to use!
But Alan shook his head. “No, it’d probably be better if you took your dress off. It’ll probably get torn apart.”
What an absurd thing to say.
“Torn apart?!”
“I’m going to try and be as gentle as possible, but this is my first time as well. I don’t know how hard it’s going to get.”
“Ah… Ahhhh?!” Lithisia felt dizzy after hearing his rough description of the act. But it didn’t scare her. If anything… “I-if you want, you can be as r-rough as you want.”
“Really?”
“Um, um, I!” Lithisia poked her fingers together in front of her lips. “I…I want to do all the things that you want…to do…”
Alan could do naught but nod after seeing the princess work up the courage to say as much. “Then we’re doing it with clothes on.”
“R-right!” Lithisia’s cheeks were bright red with joy. Um, um! Clothes on, and then uh, the location is important too!
The only thing in the room was the throne.
“Um, do we, er, need a bed?” According to Lithisia’s limited knowledge, a bed was a necessary object when it came to this sort of thing. She would have to grip the bed’s white sheets as she tried her hardest to bear the overwhelming pleasure washing over her.
“A bed? Hrm, it’d break.”
“It would?!”
“Like I said, it’s my first time, so I don’t know how hard to go.”
Lithisia was amazed. Dizzyingly so. She was impressed that not only would Sir Miner rip her clothes apart, he’d destroy the bed as well!
But she had decided to accept his everything. That was why she gripped her red shovel and teleported a king-sized bed with white sheets into the throne room. This was the power of the seven orbs; they were still continuing to grant her heart’s desires.
Alan nodded. “Now then, Lithisia. Sit on the bed for me.”
“Um, o-okay! I’m sitting down now!”
“I want you to take up a position where you can best focus.”
Lithisia nodded at the speed of light. Focus. Focus on the moment. In other words, take up an appropriate position!
Catria beheld Lithisia with her maiden circuits operating at full power and sighed deeply. I should make my exit and leave these two alone. Should I hang around outside for two or three hours? I mean, it’s what my mistress desires, right? At this point, the two of them should just run off to the ends of space or some alternate dimension or something. Ah, but wait. What if divine punishment rains down while they’re busy? I guess I’ll just have to protect us, then. It’s a knight’s job to protect their mistress, not to tell her to “deal with it yourself.”
Just as Catria was about to turn her back on Alan and the princess, Alan stopped her. “Catria, where are you going?”
“Where? I mean, uh, the two of you should enjoy yourselves.”
“No, you should watch us, Catria.”
A moment passed.
“WHAAAAAA?!” Both Catria and Lithisia simultaneously screamed.
“Why so surprised? This’ll be a good learning moment for you.”
“Wait, wait, wait! How so?!”
This man had recommended something truly outrageous. Then Catria realized something and hugged her chest tightly. She closed her thighs together and did her best to hide her exposed skin from Alan’s sight.
“Wait, d-don’t tell me you’re plan on doing me too?!”
“Hrm? No, not if you don’t want me to.”
“You mean you would if I asked?!”
“Of course.”
Wait, wait, wait, that’s rude to Lithisia! And I don’t at all want that one bit, so why is my chest getting so tight?! Hold yourself together, Catria! What the hell are you thinking?! Catria was extremely confused.
Then Lithisia stepped in. “U-um, Catria? Please stay.”
“Et tu, Your Highness?! Isn’t this embarrassing?!”
“E-extremely so! But!” Lithisia held herself tightly as well. “It seems Sir Miner enjoys being…watched, so…”
Your Highness, you’re taking your obedient maiden schtick a tad too far! But Catria didn’t say this aloud. Something was off. This was supposed to be a private act between two lovers. Alan’s interests clearly ran weird, but Catria didn’t think he’d be the sort of guy into this kind of stuff—Wait a second. Huh?
Something really was out of place. Would Alan really be into this stuff? He had enough common sense to state that making love to Kuronono would make him a criminal. Right? When it came to things unrelated to shovels, Alan was a man with common sense.
Unlike the princess.
“I-I’m sitting down n-now…”
While Catria began to feel suspicious, things continued to progress elsewhere.
“Mm…” A position in which Lithisia could focus. In other words, a special pose. Lithisia placed her knees on the bed’s sheets and laid back on a pillow. She raised her legs like one might in PE class. Her breasts swelled, and her tight white stockings accentuated her shapely thighs.
Holding up her stockings was a white garter belt, and beneath her skirt were her panties… They were pure-white, chosen so that she’d be ready to show them to Alan at the drop of a hat.

Lithisia trembled under Alan’s gaze. It was terribly embarrassing, but she wanted him to look.
“Mmm, Sir Miner…” She hugged her chest, emphasizing her breasts. The two melon hills swayed. They were quite shapely. Every time she got into the bath, she washed them carefully to ensure they would be lovely to behold. Would Alan appreciate them?
Her heart raced and when she looked at Alan, he was holding his shovel, ready to go.
“Aaaah…” Lithisia was so incredibly happy. So thrilled. She closed her eyes. He’s going to do it. He’s going to have his way with me!
Then a single white feather floated in front of Alan.
“Alan! Alan! There’s no more time!” Lucy, the Shovel Angel, appeared from a rip in space. She looked panicked as she flapped her wings. “You’ve been found out! There’s no more time! You have to run!”
Catria unleashed a sigh of relief. It was unfortunate for the princess, but Lucy had excellent timing. Or so she thought.
“I can’t do that,” said Alan.
“Wha?!”
“Lithisia and I are going to make a child right now. I can’t break my promise.”
“Wh-what?! What are you saying?! The Sun God will be here in less than three minutes!”
“That’s fine. I’ll finish in one.”
“One?!” Catria and Lithisia shouted simultaneously.
What madness! But considering he could build a whole palace in less than two hours, it didn’t not make sense that he could (insert shovel that shouldn’t be described out loud) in a minute.
Wait, what am I thinking? That’s not the problem here! Catria held her head in her hands. “I-If you go that fast, you’ll break the princess! She’s only a maiden, as surprising as that may sound!”
Wait, no! That’s not the issue either!
“Go?” Alan frowned. “There’s no need for me to go anywhere.”
“Pardon?”
“We don’t have time for this. I’m starting.” Alan held his shovel up above his head.
Wait! The billionth chill ran down Catria’s spine. There was something definitely, definitely wrong about all of this. Why was Alan holding his adamantine shovel (literal)? How would he finish in a minute? Why did he want her to watch?
“I’m borrowing the power of the orbs, Lithisia. I have to make a miracle happen.”
“A…miracle?”
“Exactly. A miracle I can’t create with my power alone.”
RUMBLE!
Light blue flames emerged from Alan’s body, a flickering aura. It flared so hot that it seemed like space itself would burn away. In fact, the Shovel Hell surrounding him did indeed begin to burn away, its “ashes” being absorbed by Alan.
RUUUUUUMBLE!
His aura grew as space itself disintegrated. All this energy gathered above Alan’s head in the shape of a shovel, a massive Shovel Aura that burned more fiercely than the sun.
Alan looked down at Lithisia sprawled out on the bed. This Shovel Princess, beyond Alan’s understanding, was so lovely. He wanted to make all of her his, to take everything he had and give it to her. His feelings were unstoppable.
“LITHISIA!” Alan shouted as he focused all his desires into his shovel. “DIG!”
KA-CHOOOOOOOOM!
The blast pierced both Lithisia and the world itself. The beam was just absurdly massive, engulfing the world in its entirety. The light blue energy even absorbed the moon, the stars, the sun, and space itself. Alan continued to fire this energy from the tip of his shovel as its roar and blast of air filled the ex-throne room.
Space tore apart. The Shovel Hell that had swallowed the world was in turn swallowed by the light and instantly reverted to its original state.
But even then, the beam did not stop. With Lithisia at its center, it continued to fire from Alan’s shovel. This was his super technique, the Wave Motion Shovel Blast.
“GAAAAAAAAHHHH WHAT THE HELL, ALAAAAN?!?!?!” Catria could hold herself back no more.
SHEEEEEEEEEN!
Almost as if in resonance with Catria’s feelings, a white light burst from the Sacred Scabbard Arcadia and obstructed the Wave Motion Shovel Blast. The Anti-Shovel Power managed to stop the Wave Motion Shovel Blast’s light in its tracks.
“Hrm.” Actually, it was more like Alan had stopped in his tracks. He was still in his Wave Motion Shovel Blast stance as he glanced at Catria. He had a look on his face that read like “Why did you get in my way?”
“You…you big…!” Just as Catria tried to play her role, Lithisia swooped in.
“Haaah, haaah, haaah, Sir Miner! What are you doing?!”
Right, the princess! She’s okay? Catria spun, only to find that the princess had not vanished.
Her clothes and the bed had been damaged, yes, but not a single wound marred her beautiful skin. Her remaining clothing did its best to conceal her unmentionables, and her breasts heaved with her every breath. “Um, I, um, what did you do to me?!”
“Huh? I did what you asked. I had my way with you.”
“What I asked? But…”
Shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel (the sound of a shovel clock ticking).
“Ah!”
SHOING (the sound Lithisia made when she came to an unfortunate realization).
“I-I get it! So that’s what this is, shovel!”
“What exactly is this, Your Highness?!”
“Things aren’t necessarily as they appear, Catria.”
“Excuse me, but for the sake of all of humanity, could you please explain?”
“Think about how you pronounce ‘Wave Motion Shovel Blast.’”
“Huh?”
What the hell is the princess talking about? Catria thought as she tried to wrap her head around this. W A V E M O T I O N S H O V E L B L A S T. What’s the big—
“?!”
A chill. Again. Catria was dizzied by the realization of the stupidest thing in the history of mankind. “No…way…”
The [Way]ve Motion Gun. The pronunciation.
“Ah…”
Catria was assaulted by the urge to flee.
“Ah…”
Catria took deep breaths to somehow maintain her sense of self, but she could not. She couldn’t suppress the urge building inside of her. Now that she understood the truth of things, she couldn’t resist the urge to interject.
“A-L-A-N!” And so the knight threw herself into the most intense interjection she’d made in her entire life. “W-H-Y DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS?!”
“Why?” Alan asked, more to himself than anything.
Why did Lithisia want him to “have his way with her = Wave Motion Shovel Blast” and conceive a child? He had briefly considered that she might not be referring to his Wave Motion Shovel Blast but in fact something more adult, but he had quickly rejected the idea.
Lithisia is a girl who goes beyond my understanding. Also, I’m too old for her.
There was no way Lithisia would ever want to do normal, if inappropriate things with him.
“I don’t really know how to answer that question,” Alan said. “But even so, I’m doing what I must.”
Lithisia wanted a child via the Wave Motion Shovel Blast, so Alan agreed to it. No matter how absurd the princess’s requests, Alan had long since committed to seeing them through. And so he would use the power of the orbs to create a miracle and rewrite the logic behind the creation of life itself.
But to what end? Why?
“Because I…” Alan gripped his shovel tightly and yelled out to the heavens. “I love you, Lithisia! Regardless of how shovel you are.”
After a moment’s pause, the width of the Wave Motion Shovel Blast multiplied. Alan’s clothes exploded off of him. The heat of the glimmering Wave Motion Shovel Blast washed the world over with white.
Catria interjected with everything she had. “IF YOU LOVE HER, THEN JUST DO IT LIKE NORMAL!!!!”
She wasn’t wrong.
“ISN’T THAT WHAT YOU WANT TOO, YOUR HIGHNESS?!”
Lithisia twitched in response to Catria’s tearful cries. I… I…
Needless to say, Catria was right. The princess and Alan had once again misunderstood one another. Lithisia wanted him to love her as he would any other woman. The human way. Was this alternative really acceptable? Was she okay with becoming pregnant with his Wave Motion Shovel Blast because of a misunderstanding like this? Going so far as to use the power of the orbs?
Wh-what do I really want? I…!
Lithisia didn’t know. How could she? Alan said he didn’t understand Lithisia’s words, but it wasn’t like she understood her own thoughts any better. Just as she would never have been able to imagine who she would become in the days before she knew of the shovel, the current Lithisia couldn’t imagine who she would be after conceiving via Wave Motion Shovel Blast.
She didn’t want to think anymore. She just wanted to believe in Sir Miner and the shovel and give herself over to them. She wanted her Shovel Body and Shovel Spirit to be laid bare.
But was that really for the best? Was it truly all right for this misunderstanding to continue? Was it at all acceptable for him to go on without knowing that she wanted him in the truest sense? Was this really okay? Moving forward without clearing things up? Would that not be scoopy?
She wanted time to think. I just want a little Shovel Time!
Indeed, Lithisia wished for this. And as she did, the seven colored orbs shone fiercely, and their light was absorbed into Alan’s shovel.
“Hrm, recharge complete.”
The light of the Wave Motion Shovel Blast’s light came together. His Shoveling Power Charge was at 120 percent. The safety was unlocked. No room for Anti-Shovel Barriers. All hands on Shovel Deck.
That’s what the strange announcer’s voice coming from Alan’s shovel said.
Ah… Catria was certain it was all over. The princess would become pregnant via Wave Motion Shovel Blast and the world and humanity itself would come to an end. This tale of the self-proclaimed miner and self-proclaimed princess would meet its Shovel End.
Then, just as the Wave Motion Shovel Blast was fired once again—
“You’ve finally given me the chance to become you!”
Behind Lithisia, who had wished for just a little bit of time, Elise of the Reflection, whom everyone had forgotten about, teleported in.
***
Everything had gone according to Elise’s plans. Or at least she seemed to think as much.
Hee hee, not bad, princess! To think you’d steal the power of the gods!
It was clear to Elise that Lithisia had taken at least a fraction of Alan’s powers. The self-proclaimed miner’s power had been scattered throughout the world, and none other than Princess Lithisia had once gathered it at the Shopalace. As far as Elise could tell, the princess had used the orbs to stage a coup against her master. She no doubt planned on taking her master’s place, much like Elise did.
It was the perfect opportunity. In other words, if Elise could become Lithisia—I’ll finally become a being who surpasses God-class entities!
That being said, she couldn’t just become Lithisia right away. If she tried to do it the easy way, she’d be blocked by that weird brainwashing like she had before. That experience had left Elise with numerous mental scars, including some truly perturbing thoughts about shovels.
That was why she had hidden in the curtains of the once-was throne room, quietly waiting for her moment to strike. She had known that eventually, Alan himself would come and do battle with Lithisia. That would be her chance.
And just as she theorized, it all came to pass. This brought her to the present moment.
You hesitated!
Up until now, Lithisia’s incredible mental fortitude had protected her from Elise’s machinations, but finally, she showed an opening.
Lithisia wasn’t sure if she should take the full power of Alan’s child-making Wave Motion Shovel Blast. In that moment, she was just a regular maiden. Both physically and mentally, she was weak. Seeing her in this vulnerable state, Elise’s eyes sparkled more brightly than any orb.
“Lithisia, I will take everything from you!” Elise leapt from behind the curtain toward the princess, and there was nobody to stop her.
Why?
KA-CHOOOOOOOOM!
“Huh…?”
Elise turned toward the light blue stream of light hurtling toward her.
The very special Wave Motion Shovel Blast landed a direct hit.