Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Perfect Bath Experience
I raised my hands, gathering earth beneath my feet, and willed it to rise. The ground trembled as an extravagant structure took shape, towering over the surroundings like a natural fortress. A grand bath, wide enough to accommodate all of us comfortably, emerged from the stone.

The tub itself was carefully crafted to fit the design in my head—its walls were sculpted smooth with layered formations of mineral-rich rock. I shaped seats into the stone, contoured for comfort, each placed at varying depths for those who preferred to soak up to their necks or merely lounge in the warmth. Elevated platforms allowed for reclining, while small carved channels directed steaming water through the structure like a natural hot spring.

With a flick of my hand, I called upon water, filling the bath in seconds. Then came the fire, warming it to a perfect, soothing temperature.

Along the edges, I embedded small alcoves in the walls, each containing pools of water infused with minerals, meant for soaking feet or cooling off in contrast to the main bath. Slits in the stone allowed fresh air to circulate while retaining warmth, ensuring a perfect balance of comfort.

To top it off, I created a pressurized waterfall at one end of the bath. It was a controlled flow of water that provided a natural massage for those who sat beneath it. With wind manipulation, I adjusted the currents so that the steam rose gently, filling the air with a relaxing mist without obscuring visibility.

This was a bath that doubled as a watchtower. From here, we had a vantage point over the surroundings, allowing us to spot any incoming enemies well before they arrived.

Satisfied, I turned toward my cherished Iris. “Are you certain you want to miss out?”

Even though her face wasn’t visible through her mask, hesitation shined in her beautiful red eyes. She wanted to take a bath badly. “… I am sure…” she replied with difficulty.

… So that’s how you wanna play?

Unluckily for Iris, I wasn’t done just yet.

*Clap!*

The thunderous sound caused by clapping my hands together theatrically echoed through the freshly crafted bathhouse. At my command, a [Warp Gate] materialized into existence, and from its swirling depths, four maids stepped through with practiced elegance.

Each of them pushed polished carts laden with trays of refreshments, folded towels, and garments suited for bathing. I’d notified them I’d be requiring their services back when I was busy closing the other exits of the tunnel, giving them a good few minutes to prepare.

Leading the maids were Anna and Beatrice, my first two lady servants. They were the dejected girls I saved from Wraithclaw muscle in the labyrinths of Aldoria.

Their brunette hair swayed in sync as they approached us with measured steps. The twins came to a stop before me, bowing deeply in acknowledgment of my presence before Anna uncorked a bottle of fine red wine. She poured the rich liquid into a crystal glass before handing it to me. In the meantime, Beatrice busied herself by selecting me a fine cigar and then a lighter.

I turned and, with a flourish, extended the glass toward Vex. “M’lady.”

Vex raised a brow before accepting the offering. “You certainly know how to live life…”

Behind the brunette twins came Eira and Cecile. Eira was the girl I had intended to buy at the Grand Auction but couldn’t because the Greenvale twins were waging a bidding war against me. She was groomed with the intention of being bought by a perverted noble who favored children, but that didn’t stop her from learning how to act as a good maid. A brilliant smile adorned her lips, visibly happy with her new life. From what I understood, she and Cecile became very close friends.

Beside her was the aforementioned blonde woman, Cecile. Or Pumpkin, as I had called her for months, not knowing her real name. She and her mother were the first women I saw after my transmigration. Her amber eyes met mine briefly and I noticed a flicker of emotion shine—gratitude, perhaps—before she turned her attention to her duties, placing a neatly folded towel upon a stone ledge.

No more maids came, it seemed the three older women decided to let the new generation shine. The young ladies set up refreshments and ensured everything was arranged for optimal comfort.

“Everything is prepared, Master,” Anna announced smoothly.

I nodded at her with satisfaction before shifting my attention back to Iris, who was staring at the unfolding luxury with a conflicted expression. “Just to reinforce the idea I have no altruistic plans in play, I requested bath clothes for you ladies. Fresh orange juice or fine wine is ready to be drank at your leisure. Furthermore, knowing you would want to be prepared for enemy attacks, I ensured you could sit in the water while enjoying a wide view of the plains. If the undead comes, you’ll see them from a mile away.”

“… This once…” the gorgeous Child of Agony grunted with difficulty. “But the mask stays on.”

I happily accepted her wishes. Remaining cautious of Vex was not a mistake.

Blossom and I quickly lost our clothes and dashed into the large bath—after I created steps leading up to it.

Iris, Vex, Ayame, Aurora, and Lucille elected to make use of the garments my maids offered. The four servants grabbed a towel each and surrounded the women one by one while they were changing. Naturally, I didn’t peep on them. If I really wanted, I could’ve utilized [Overlord’s Eyes] to sneak a peak, but I wasn’t that scummy nor desperate. Especially since a blonde beauty was busy slobbering me in loving kisses.

“Later, Blossom. I don’t want to hold this conversation with a raging boner.”

“Oh…” sad, droopy eyes welcomed my words, making my heart contort with pain. But I bore through it like a champ. Iris quickly found her spot under the pressurized waterfall, enjoying a massage session. Ayame sat on my right, Aurora on my left, Blossom and Lucille in my arms. In front of us, Vex found her spot.

The Hexblade was eyeing me with a sly grin, “You’re pretty handsome, future hubby.”

“You’re hot as hell, just like the rest of my girls, so I gotta do my best in matching you on the attractiveness scale. I don’t want to be the kind of man people look at and assume he has such beauties by his side because his pockets are deep. Anyhow. Let’s begin, shall we?”