Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 765

Chapter 765: Black Fang and Yoruha [Bonus Chapter]
She then looked at me. “As for me attacking your woman, you don’t have to worry… I have no ill will toward Black Fang, it’s she who keeps pestering me. If we never met again, I would be perfectly happy. And before you ask, no, I’m not worried about young Vexie over here snitching to her master. I’d already deployed many strong illusions around our home. If the lunatic ever dares to invade, a myriad of nasty surprises await her.”

… Our home?

Naturally, I didn’t dare ask this out loud nor find fault with her statement.

With that admission of hers done, she looked back at the emotionally overwhelmed Vex and winked, “Good luck, little hex witch. I hope your innocent maiden body can handle the full extent of your new lover~ I’ve heard he’s quite the manly man down there~”

And with a second wink, she vanished in a whirl of shimmering illusion and laughter, her presence fading like a dream.

“You have a green plant daughter and you’re living together with the oldest known living person on the continent… What other nasty surprises do you have for me, futur-… Hubby?”

I nodded with satisfaction, happy she caught herself before she could utter the word ‘future.’ I used to love it when she called me her future husband in the past, but now, it just feels like a big downgrade. As for her question…

“Hmm… Any other nasty surprises, you ask? Let me think… How about the [Veil of Aetherius] I stole from right under King Alexios’ nose? It’s a Legendary-rarity artifact hiding my home away from all senses of outsiders. They can’t even see what’s inside its range unless they luck out and step inside. But then, of course… Many traps await—and even illusions now, I suppose—giving them the warmest of welcomes.”

Her body shuddered for a moment as her head snapped in my direction, after which a fierce staring of my features happened, looking for signs of deception.

It lasted for over a minute, after which she yelped, “N-no way! Were you the one who invaded that kingdom outpost near Aldoria?! Not even the Consortium knew what was going on there… But all of a sudden, major investigations were conducted by the Aegis Vanguard, so we knew something big went down…”

“Hehe…” I chuckled with a great deal of pride seeping through me, which prompted the cute woman in my arms to snort.

“Hmph! How did you even manage to pull that off? Even now, you shouldn’t be strong enough… but back then? No way!”

“Once I’m done pummeling your divine hole, you should pay your respects to Ghosty, or Blossom as you should call her in our home. It was she who got horny in the outskirts of the outpost and her heavenly, aromatic lady-juices awakened a whole pack of slumbering werewolves… And these ones were the high-tier, true monster-types, not the weak ones you placed in the arena with us back during the Phenom Trials. Anyhow. That adorable airhead made the best of her giant fuckup and led the pack of 200 beasts to the outpost, forcing the Aegis dudes and the rest of the soldiers to enter a desperate fight for their survival.”

I then shook my head, grinning at the fond memory before continuing, “It was thanks to pure luck that I stumbled upon the artifact; we didn’t even know it existed beforehand. But Blossom’s awesomeness didn’t end there for the day, because we were there originally to steal the Geim creature they were rumored to have, or to be more accurate, steal the [Geimroot] needed to make adults into mages. But it was guarded by a three-headed Cerberus, much higher leveled than us at the time. So I thought, if it worked once, why not try again? No need to reinvent the wheel… As such, I fingered Blossom until she squirted liters of her juices, which Ayame caught with her clothes and then threw to the dog-type monster, soon making it go into a chaotic heat before passing out. I suspect all his blood went into his lil bro.”

By now, Vex didn’t even seem to find the energy in herself to get outraged at the ridiculous tale that was my life. Instead, she just stared at me with deadpan eyes.

After a few long seconds, she sighed, letting an extremely exhausted breath leave her lungs, before weekly asking, “I do indeed know that the [Geimroot] is a material the kingdom uses to their advantage. Sadly, the Consortium doesn’t have a Geim in its possession, nor can we get our hands on its produce… But our spies have told us of its existence. So let me ask you… Is this how you became an Elemental Sovereign?”

“Yeppers. You’re such a smart woman, Vex. I’m constantly amazed by you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, young man…”

“You say that, but our previous exchanges suggest otherwise. Didn’t you allow me to molest you twice in the bath because I asked nicely?”

“Hmph!!” After another cute snort, her eyes fluttered wide open as a sudden realization hit her brain. “W-wait! Geim! Rosie!”

She didn’t even manage to form the proper sentences in her utterly shocked state of mind, but I did get her question. “Yes, Rosie is the Geim monster. And before you ask, no, that’s not how a normal Geim should look like… They’re ultra rare but rather simple, tree-looking creatures that can move their branches and communicate telepathically. Rosie is a one-of-a-kind little lady, because I’d… Uh… Released my primordial seed onto her bark, which triggered a unique transformation in her. She somehow gained a second body. Her tree upgraded itself to go from a pretty extraordinary-looking tree to a straight-up fairytale wonder, and the little green ball of mischief you met is something like a tree spirit, I suppose… Though I just call her a dryad.”

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“Put me down, you creep! I refuse to give my first time to a horrible man like you!”

Instead of listening, I tightened my grip around her waist.

“… Hell no. You’re mine. Your fate has been sealed, little hex witch.”

The energetic massaging of my back resumed in full force, fists flying with tiny, adorable fury. I ignored the assault with ease and continued as if I were having a perfectly reasonable conversation. “So what’s Black Fang’s deal with Lady Yoruha? This ancient fox-lady doesn’t seem to be very antagonistic… She just wants to laze around and live life as comfortably as possible, from what I can tell.”

Vex paused mid-punch, processing the question before sighing like I’d just handed her the mother of all headaches. She resumed her fists of loving fury while muttering, “Lady Yoruha was the one who created Black Fang’s hidden refuge. The entire valley was masked in some of the most complex illusion layers ever recorded, powerful enough to fool even the best scouts. That’s why I asked you to open the portal close to the drug lab hideout. Her home was nearby, just… very well, hidden.”

Her voice softened, turning more thoughtful. “But those illusions are now over a century old. Even something that powerful doesn’t last forever. They started fraying around the edges, flickering when certain magical flows shifted in the area. So, naturally, Black Fang sought Lady Yoruha out to ask her to reapply her arts.”

I nodded slowly, already seeing where this was going.

“But,” she continued with a grimace, “Lady Yoruha was in one of her infamous slumbers. As she almost always is. And Celeste—her guardian-slash-maidservant—was keeping watch. When Black Fang showed up uninvited, the blonde foxkin told her to return home or wait for her lady to wake up. Instead of doing that, she beat Celeste half to death to get past her and woke the foxkin legend up in the rudest way imaginable, demanding that she reapply the illusions.”

I let out a low whistle. “And let me guess… Yoruha didn’t take that kindly.”

Vex rolled her eyes. “Of course, she didn’t. She lashed out immediately, nearly eviscerating Black Fang. My master wasn’t as strong back then as she is now. As a result, Lady Yoruha broke multiple ribs, shredded her with illusion-fangs, and cast her out. And of course… Black Fang, being Black Fang, took it as a major defeat, a stain on her combat history, instead of the massive ‘whoopsie’ it actually was. Instead of learning some manners, she just swore revenge.”

I chuckled dryly. “So what you’re telling me is that this whole grudge is basically her own fault.”

“Oh, abso-fucking-lutely.” Vex slumped against my chest with a groan. “You have no idea how difficult my life has been. Surrounded by three insane women my entire adult life… One of whom punches before she thinks—if she thinks at all—one of whom spends 99% her life in her damned poison bath, and one who… Let’s not even mention that crazy chick called Orianna. I get the heebie-jeebies just thinking about her. And now there’s you, apparently the lord of absurd magical heists powered by pheromones and chaos.”

I gave her a smug smirk. “They say you can’t choose your family… but you could’ve rejected my advances. That one’s on you. After all, it was you who allowed me into your life, so you have no one to blame but yourself.”

She glared up at me with her eyes narrowed before a defeated sigh left her tantalizing lips. “… Tch! I hate you.”

“Now that’s just not true… You were ready to bleed for me a mere hour and some minutes ago.”

“An action I’m sincerely starting to regret.”

Ignoring her adorable huffs and puffs, I elected to move on to the one matter that was most important to both my heart and my greatest treasure. “Where do you want your first time to take place?”

“!!” Her tsundere attitude evaporated upon my question, and she meekly muttered, “In my home…”

“Hoho! Inviting me into your home on our first date? You’re a bold one.”

She wasn’t having any of it, evidenced by her loud screeching. “Bold one?! Screw you! What first date, you shameless bastard?! We’re just going there to… do the dirty! Not to have a romantic dinner with candles and expensive wine!”

“Sex before even our first date? Now you’re just being a lecherous pervert, woman,” I said, shaking my head in strong disapproval.

“… You know what, I’ll just ignore your jabs. If I don’t, I’ll keep playing into your game. I must find my own rhythm.”

“So, where does the miss live?”

She grumbled something about being constantly ignored under her breath, but then responded, “I live in a mansion in the capital.”

“You what?”

“A mansion. In the capital.”

“I don’t believe you. You’re playing some dumb prank on me.”

“Hehe! Finally, it feels so liberating to see your stupid, cocky smile leave your face. As for my home, I didn’t lie. Why would I want to live in some forest teeming with bugs and monsters? Hell no. Living in Consortium settlements? No way. I don’t wanna live among those arrogant pests. Every moment of mine would be spent worrying if a rival looks to undermine me. As for living with Black Fang? The biggest nope of my life. She would treat me like a servant even while I’m asleep. When I go to bed, I turn off the communication artifact for the next eight hours. Only emergency calls go through.”

“So you just… Decided to move into the most well-guarded place in the kingdom, where criminals have a hard time getting away with even small-time crime, let alone serious offenses, and you live among normal civilians?”

“Exactly, hehe! My neighbor is a nice elderly couple; they’ve gotten rich having a good sense for the worth of artifacts. They bought them cheap from auctions and sold them at a large profit. They’ve now retired, living their final years in luxurious bliss. They’re so cute, sometimes I catch them holding each other’s hands as they snooze in their rocking chairs on their porch.”

“Relationship goals for sure.”

She nodded vehemently in response, with a big smile on her face, letting me know she was happy I agreed.

Now that I knew where I was supposed to take her, I opened a [Warp Gate] and stepped through, teleporting to Valorian, the capital city of the Vraven Kingdom.

“How about you finally put me down? People are going to stare!” Vex said while applying some magical powder to her face that distorted her features just enough to not make her recognizable by those who’ve seen her in person before, or on her many wanted posters scattered all over the realm.

“I prefer hauling my women to their first time.”

“You did this before?! You damned caveman!”

“Huh? You know that term?” I asked.

She quieted down for a moment, surprised that I knew it. But then, she nodded, “Yes. Black Fang read about it in one of her dusty tomes. Supposedly, humanity lived like primitives many millions of years ago, similar to apes, before we managed to leave our caves and advance in technology, inventing items of all kinds. Magic came to us later, too. We used to be exclusively physical fighters for a long time.”

I snorted, “Heh. So records of their negligence have remained. Good. They deserve it. Damned lazy bastards.”