Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

“I think it’s time we crown Lucille as the head of the harem. She deserves it.”

“Why am I getting demoted all of a sudden?” Ayame grumbled while eyeing me with dissatisfaction.

“Don’t think of this as demotion, merely a correction in the distribution of responsibilities. You’re my second-in-command, my right-hand woman. You’re already acting as the governor of Miri Town, and your responsibilities will only grow alongside our growth as more and more people and land will be ours.”

“And the more tasks you will delegate to her because you find them annoying.” Jasmine interjected while giggling merrily, getting a playful waving of my pointer finger as a form of warning. She played along by snapping her hands to her mouth as if she’d uttered horrible sacrilige.

Jasmine was right, though. I wanted to be an overlord who could merely order something and my subordinates would venture to act in accordance to my words, not a hands-on ruler who had to micromanage his realms.

I planned to make my people self-reliant without my eyes constantly watching over them. Well, besides the eyes of my [Subjugated] people, of course. I wasn’t naive enough to believe mortals could be trusted with power without being corrupted by it.

To that end, Ayame was acting as governor until a proper governing body could be established with people I trusted or [Subjugated], because she was a highly educated woman while the citizens were mostly criminals and peasants, most of whom struggled with basic reading and writing tasks, let alone proper administrative ones.

The woman in my arms wasn’t keen on letting Jasmine get away with her comment, however. “You better get your sexy lacy panties ready; he’s planning to make you into his long-term overseer. Ayame is a warrior at the end of the day, not an administrator – her dream is to become the greatest wielder of the sword, not a ruler. To that end, she will come with us into battles while you’ll be trusted with managing our lands and people.” Lucille replied to Jasmine while smiling at her amusedly, eliciting a sharp gasp from the woman in question, who quickly looked in my direction for confirmation.

I nodded, “She’s right. I already told you I want you to look after my assets in our absence.”

She audibly gulped and then weakly murmured, “W-wait, I thought you meant the business side of things! Like manage your construction company and stuff…”

“You’ll start with smaller steps while learning governance from Ayame, but perhaps Sylvaris is an even better candidate, if she’s up for the task.”

The gorgeous silver-haired elf seemed to be open to the idea, evidenced by her next words. “Elven rulership is vastly different from that of humans, but I’d be glad to offer my assistance. It doesn’t seem like I’ll get to go home anytime soon… The border is very tightly guarded.” Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

“We might be made up of exclusively human subjects for now, but in the future, our empire will encompass all races of Thalorind. To that end, the thoughts and ideas of a non-human should be invaluable,” Ayame replied proudly. She believed in my grand goal of one day breaking down the strange sealing of the Iskaris continent and venturing into the vast world, exploring all it had to offer.

Sylvaris merely nodded her head in acceptance of her words.

“I don’t know if I’m the right person for the job…” Jasmine glanced at me and then Ayame with uncertainty. She had very low confidence. “I’m just a Twilight Apprentice – which is the second lowest rank, mind you, Mr. Superstar Phenom and his Heralds – who works as a merchant for the Consortium.”

I understood where she was coming from; she brought up perfectly viable arguments. “Jasmine, I’m a man who tries to use logic during decision-making as much as possible, but I don’t like looking at people and judging them based on what I see currently.

Do you think I’m ready to become some emperor as I’m right now? I was a dejected nobody mere months ago, a level one rookie who didn’t even know magic existed. Ayame is not ready for her right-hand position either; she’s just a young woman harboring great ambitions.

However, when I look at Ayame, my instincts are telling me she will become a person worthy of the position I gave her. I feel the same about you as well. You’re not ready to manage a realm; we all know that. You’ll just have to learn and work hard so you become worthy of the image I have of your future when I look at the current you.

However, I have no intentions of forcing my will upon you. Think hard if this image of your future is something you can see yourself enjoying; sleep on it for days or even weeks if you need time. I won’t think of you less for declining my offer. You have my word.”

Before I could even finish my sentence, she was already flashing me a brilliant smile. “I think I would greatly enjoy such duties as the management portion of my merchant duties has always been my favorite. I was just worried you assumed I’ll seamlessly take on the role as if it were no big deal, but now that I know the truth, my anxieties have been placated.”

“Sooooo, I’m the harem head because…?” Lucille changed the topic in a very coy manner. She was doing her best to hide her face from me, leaning left in my lap when I leaned left, and right when I leaned right, which only made me even more certain that she was currently grinning madly.

“You’re already fully aware why I chose you; you just want me to shower you in praise.”

“Lucille is sly!” Blossom shouted her accusation once she understood what was going on.

“Noooo…!” No one ate up her cute acting, not even Blossom, who was eyeing her with an adorably suspicious look, but I was more than happy to do as Lucille wanted regardless.

“When I asked Ayame to be my harem manager, I barely knew you. Honestly, it was a very rash decision I made simply because I was happy to have an actual harem at long last and because I just conquered the oriental beauty who had been refusing to fall for me since day two of my transmigration. Since then, you’ve proved to be the perfect woman for the role, while Ayame is much better at more serious and less personal tasks, such as leadership.

You’re empathetic to all, no matter what their life was up to this point, and you’re what my people would call a social butterfly – everyone is happy to be around you. Furthermore, as a mother, you easily get along well with both the younger, unexperienced girls as well as the older ones. Your life experiences will help you excel in this role. I think you were made for it.”

The Mooncaller wasn’t happy I referred to her as an old person. “I keep getting called old when my mother treats me like I was born yesterday… Maybe instead of joining a youthful and ambitious group like the Ascendants, I should search for the Descenders…” Sylvaris grumbled with visible dissatisfaction. It seemed even this ultra-serene woman hated to be called old.