Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

They all knew me well enough to understand that if I was the one who suggested dealing with Aurelion later, then that meant I truly saw no opportunity to act now, as they all perfectly knew just how badly I wanted to rip him to pieces right this moment. Thus, reluctant nods of acceptance welcomed my words.

Ayame and I stood to get ready to depart while Jasmine went on a search for Cecile, who was the young woman I saw get kidnapped by goblins right after my transmigration. Through multiple turns of events, she now happily served as my servant, and her specialty was doing makeups. According to her words, she’d been eagerly studying makeups for a while because her father’s figurine sales allowed them to purchase such luxuries. Naturally, that didn’t make her into a true pro, but I’m sure Clarisse will help her out to master the art of makeups.

Anyhow. She was the maid of mine who did Jasmine’s make-up for the bidding event yesterday morning. Due to her crying, Jasmine’s makeup was ruined; she wanted to redo it. Appearing in front of her father with teary eyes was a sign of weakness she wasn’t willing to show.

As for why I only wanted Ayame to come with me, that was because I expected this to be nothing more than a meeting. There was no way war would break out in a mere moment just because Amara accused Broker of being behind their assault; it would take a bit more time than that.

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Thus, I wasn’t keen on waking Aurora and Seraphiel up just to listen to talks while the other ladies could train instead. There was a good reason why Orianna didn’t tell me to bring Kaelira with me as the other Phenom under Black Fang; she most likely assumed I would tell Ambition what happened in the meeting.

Due to Kaelira getting on her knees in front of me and offering me her hundred gold coin prize as the gold medalist of the Phenom Trials, they must’ve assumed her to be my underling. If she wasn’t the winner of the grandiose event, there was a good chance her actions would’ve disqualified her from becoming a Phenom, but alas… My muscly elf owned the tournament, forcing their hand. It would’ve been quite the PR disaster if the grand winner didn’t become a Phenom.

It was time to move.

I teleported Jasmine to one of Braedon’s many alleyways. However, before I did that, Lucille’s masterful machinations once again shined when my fifth girl asked me to [Subjugate] her so that she can chit-chat with me while we’re apart. I found it a cute gesture, and Jasmine being able to communicate with us could come in handy if she’s in trouble, so I accepted her request.

After that, I put on my mask and gear, and together with my beloved samurai, we set off toward Shadowhold.

Orianna didn’t give me access to any of the privileged accesses to the underground city. High-ranking members had access to paths that connected Shadowhold directly with Braedon, such as the gateway in Aurelion’s home we entered through when we visited the place.

I didn’t take offense at the fact that Orianna didn’t instruct me on where one such place could be accessed, as she likely assumed I lived outside of Braedon, meaning I would have to enter from outside anyway. If that’s the case, then I might as well travel through the paths others take to enter Shadowhold, with the accesses being outside of the city instead of first entering Braedon and then traveling to Shadowhold.

While I might’ve become a rather big deal overnight, I didn’t expect a legendary figure like her to treat me as if I was a prodigious young master. Such respect would have to be earned through more meaningful ways.

<It’s been a while since it was just the two of us.> Ayame voiced her thoughts into my mind as we walked through the forest. I knew where one hidden entrance was located, but if I teleported there, then someone could see us, so we were traveling on foot.

<That’s true. Blossom joined our journey quite quickly; after that, we were rarely left alone.> I assumed we were using telepathy in case someone was listening in on us. Smart thinking on Ayame’s part.

She scoffed adorably, and although she was wearing a mask, I had a very strong feeling that she was pouting. <It’s hard to get alone time when you keep thirsting after new women… You added two in the span of a day.>

<Hey, you can’t fault me for that. Seraphiel has been an honorary member of the harem for months; the timing to make it official just coincided with Jasmine’s welcoming.

<Hmm… Is that so?> Her accusatory tone let me know she wasn’t buying my reasoning one bit. <What about the new women on the horizon? Kaelira, Lyra, Sylvaris, Iris, Vex… When will it end?>

I sighed defeatedly, <I’m a hopeless romantic; I just can’t help it. My big heart has too much love to give; a single woman would just get suffocated. A group is needed to share the burden.>

But then I spoke up to defend myself. <Kaelira, Iris, and Vex are fishes I’m actively trying to catch, yes, but you can’t fault me for Sylvaris and Lyra; I never flirted with them.>

<Hmm… Is that so?> The fact that she repeated her exact same words with the same tone let me know she was grumpy.

<Is it the demotion?>

<What is the demotion?>

<The reason you’re acting so adorably.>

<Is everything I do adorable to you? I’m displeased and thus irritated, not adorable!>

My noble samurai was just so cute. I understood what the issue was.

I reached for her hand, and we treaded the path toward the entrance of Shadowhold hand in hand. She let go an adorable growl, <… Quinlan? What are you doing? You know the forest is infested by greenskin monsters, right? We have to be ready at all times.>

<I finally see the issue. You’d been helping me the most out of all my women, yet I was neglecting you. I kept flirting with Jasmine and Seraphiel as well as the others in the harem while you were off doing your utmost to make Miri Town into a respectable settlement and not a complete administrative disaster.>

She scoffed once again, <Hmph! Don’t be so presumptuous; I’m not clingy like the others. My world doesn’t revolve around you 24/7 – I’m my own person.>

<I see. So Miss Independent would say no to a private date just between the two of us? I have to correct my mistake by showering you with my endless affection.>

Silence descended on my mind as she didn’t respond for a good few seconds, but then a low <Maybe…> sounded.

However, before I could reply, a man’s boisterous voice erupted from the distance. “Hey, isn’t that the new super rookie?! Devil was the name, I believe… I thought he had the hots for Wrath, but that should be Blade if I’m not wrong! Man, what a playboy!”

I didn’t like his tone; he sounded overly arrogant. Without even spending a single moment conversing with him, I already knew trouble was on the horizon.