Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Deal
“Laddy, once you turn a billion years old, I might consider listening to your moral lessons. Furthermore, I suggest you realize I could teleport the two of us to the other part of the dimension and deploy instant concealing spells. You could squeal like a piggy for your mommies with all your might, but it would be a very long while before they get to you.”

With a strong gulp, I nodded, “Duly noted.”

After gathering my bearings, I spoke up once again. “I have another question. Are you primordials in your current situation due to an Astral Conquest treaty or something along those lines?”

For the first time since I met this man, he flinched. It took a few seconds for Malakar to reply. However, instead of answering, he merely muttered under his breath, “Just what is that damned creature up to…?”

“So…?” I prodded, but he firmly shook his head. “I’m forbidden from breaching this subject. I ask you not to pester your mothers about it either. I fear in a moment of their motherly weakness, one of them might try answering. Even just giving you contextual clues in the form of a slight change in their eyes would be a death sentence to them.”

Damn it… I struggle to glean any information about the situation of my fellow primordials due to whatever is binding them.

“Thank you, Malakar. I didn’t know I was risking your life.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

As soon as the old man grunted his response, three heads snapped in our direction.

A strong grimace found its way to my face once I stared into the eyes of the succubus. How couldn’t I grimace when I watched her red eyes turn pink and even transform from normal, round irises to heart-shaped ones? Despite Nyxara bleeding from numerous wounds, she showed no signs of care at all. Her euphoric expression and following “He’s here!” shriek didn’t alleviate any of my worries, especially because she visibly started salivating while inhaling air from my direction, doing her best to smell me.

Once she did so, her pink, heart-shaped eyes began pulsing wildly.

I was in mortal danger.

“Quinnie, you’re back!” My mothers shouted joyously.

I was very happy to see them again but… “Mothers, protect me!”

With no shame whatsoever, I reminded them that they were, in fact, fighting to spare me from this sex monster who would eat me alive.

“I’ll make you feel things these stuck-up bitches never could!” Nyxara shouted desperately, but before she could continue or cast a spell, Miri’s spear impaled her head, destroying her brain.

“Malakar, what would it take?” Lumi asked a question I didn’t quite understand.

The ancient primordial human sighed tiredly, visibly deep in thought. After a while, he looked up and glanced into the first elf’s eyes. “You’ll not pester me about your stories and wishes of pampering your son for a year straight.”

“Hmm…” Both mothers began stroking their chins, visibly uncertain if the deal was worth it. In the end, with some difficulty, they found it acceptable. “Deal.”

“Sigh.” Malakar sighed once again before standing from his seated position and extending his right arm.

“Respond to my call, Excalibur.”

The very fabric of reality trembled in response to his call.

From the depths of the void, a dazzling light erupted, forcing me to shield my eyes. Then, a golden sword materialized in his grasp. The blade radiated sheer majesty; its edge was so impossibly sharp the surrounding air hissed as if cut apart.

But it was not just the blade that changed.

The frail, old primordial I’d been dissing all this while underwent a complete transformation. His thin frame, sagging skin, and weary bones began to right themselves.

The wrinkles that lined his face melted away, and the age that had visibly weighed down his body was erased in mere moments as his spine straightened.

Malakar’s sunken cheeks filled with life, his white beard receded as if he’d just shaven, and his thinning hair darkened into a cascade of golden locks, radiant just like his blade.

His robes no longer fit his body because the body itself was now something else entirely. His frame expanded while his muscles forged themselves into a physique that was sculpted to perfection.

He was a warrior king reborn, standing as the epitome of human majesty.

With a mere snap of his fingers, his robes shattered into motes of golden dust, replaced instantly by a suit of armor so resplendent I had to blink numerous times to accept my eyes were indeed showing me reality.

The breastplate was similarly otherworldly in its luster, and it bore the sigil of an empire I didn’t recognize, probably, it’s been long lost to time. A crimson cape danced behind him as if caught in an eternal, unseen wind.

And his eyes, which were always so dull with age, heavy with the exhaustion due to the weight of eternity they endured, now burned like twin stars, blazing with the might of an immortal legend who had awakened after a long slumber.

Malakar made a few slashing moves with his golden blade, or at least I assumed them to be few, for I couldn’t see anything—his weapon was invisible above the hilt as if it had been erased completely. But I knew better; my eyes just couldn’t follow its trajectory.

“Yep, still got it…” Malakar muttered with gleeful satisfaction. An entirely uncharacteristic, handsome, charismatic smile emerged on his features.

“Malakar!!” Nyxara screamed like a banshee. “I won’t let you ruin my fun!” Having said that, she rose from her posture, but before she could do anything, Malakar lunged.

In the next moment, Nyxara was sliced into mincemeat—cut into tiny cubes—from head to toe.

“Let’s go, Quinnie,” Miri said while grabbing my left hand in her right.

“This demon won’t bother you anymore. You could stay for a week the last time you were here, but I think you can bear two weeks of the lingering divinity this time around!” Lumi decreed cheerily while grabbing onto my other hand.

And just like that, I turned around and began walking toward the pond, flanked on each side by my two chirpy mommies while listening to the shrieks of the succubus getting butchered again… and again… and again…

… These primordials are just wild.