I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

Charles's face betrayed little emotion as he decided to listen further, curious about what he did not yet know.

Amy's knowledge far surpassed what he remembered from his previous life. Not only did she know when they could return, but she also understood the kind of crises that Blue Planet would face at that time.

Moreover, she was aware that the Overlord's reincarnation and traversal were essentially large-scale spatial law disturbances. The universe had always been a singular entity.

It was merely due to Blue Planet's exceedingly remote location that no extraordinary powers had flourished there.

In other words, the so-called traversals, including those involving Blue Planet, were not as the stories depicted.

Instead, they were instances of spatial relocation and world fusion occurring within the universe. By now, Charles had truly come to appreciate the allure of the extraordinary continent.

"To be honest, I was initially shocked at how much Amy knew." Eve admitted, her voice tinged with amusement.

"But later, considering her talent in the soul-severing technique and the occasional memory fragments she experiences, I realized she might be one of those whose memories weren't completely wiped during reincarnation."As she spoke, Eve couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, feeling as though she were sharing something utterly absurd.

Catherine likely didn't expect Charles to truly believe her, given that what she was saying transcended the realm of metaphysics.

But who would have guessed that Charles himself was a reincarnator?

Internally, Charles was grappling with a storm of emotions. Even if he didn't know the origins of Amy's revelations, the mere fact that she was privy to such secrets indicated she was anything but ordinary.

"Amy, are you absolutely sure you haven't been resurrected by some ancient soul?" Charles's sole explanation was the soul resurrection of the Maya Kingdom's king, otherwise, it made no sense for a newly summoned Elf to possess such high attributes.

Amy glanced at him silently before responding in a calm tone, "The conditions for soul resurrection are quite complex. First, I would need to be non-human. Second, the host must possess certain cultivation qualifications. Lastly, both bodies must be relatively compatible."

"These aren't even the most critical factors. The key point is that if I were a resurrected soul, I would still exude a significant oppressive aura. The pressure from a seventh-tier being and above is naturally emitted, and a resurrected soul needs time to temper it."

"My Lord, please don't undermine my standing in Her Majesty Eve's eyes, or I will fight you to the death."

Eve was Amy's only salvation, so her point was valid. If Charles continued to question her, Amy might just seek a magical cage to condition herself before presenting her tamed self to the queen.

Charles was taken aback by her response. Shaking his head with a wry smile, he said, "I have no intention of undermining your position in Eve's heart. The care and loyalty you show that girl make you trustworthy in my eyes."

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"I only posed the question because of the situation we just discussed."

Amy stared at Charles with an inexplicable look. "I'm angry. I'm genuinely angry." she declared.

Her tone, sounding almost like a pouting girl, shocked even Eve, who hastily called out to Charles, "Hey, hey, hey! Amy seems really upset. You'd better go appease her!"

Appease?

Charles looked up at the sky, feeling utterly speechless. He had never had to appease anyone before, his three female slaves at home were completely obedient to him.

Even when they occasionally felt displeased, they would take it out on him during intimate moments, never displaying such emotional volatility.

Rubbing his forehead in exasperation, Charles realized that he had indeed been spoiled by his female slaves. It seemed he needed to pay more attention to their feelings in the future.

Alright, now he had a problem to solve.

How to Comfort a Pouting Dark Elf?

For someone who's experienced campus romance, this wouldn't be difficult, nor would it be for a seasoned flirt. But for Charles, who had never been in a romantic relationship, this was quite the conundrum.

Maybe... he should just take her to bed?

Seeing the increasingly inappropriate look in Charles's eyes, Amy's face remained indifferent. "You better think this through. I am your fiancée's sister and will eventually marry you alongside her."

"Is it really that hard to comfort your own woman?"

Her words left Charles speechless. It wasn't difficult per se, but how was he supposed to know?

Noticing the emphasis in her words, Charles decisively pulled Amy into his arms and planted a deep kiss on her lips.

Having grown accustomed to being kissed by various women, Charles was quite skilled, quickly melting the icy facade of Amy.

She collapsed into his embrace like a wronged little wife, her face full of reproach but ultimately letting out only an angry hum.

That kiss certainly cheered her up.

Watching this scene unfold, Eve felt her own mouth going dry. After they finished, she promptly joined in.

...

The next morning, the pale sunlight gently streamed into the wooden house in the forest and illuminated the three figures in the Elf sanctuary.

Each of them wore pajamas, their sleeping postures anything but elegant.

"Mmm... Charles, we should wake up. Today is one of our Elven race's festivals—the Sacred Tree Festival. We'll have a lot of fun there." Eve murmured, her skin glowing in the morning light. She instinctively kicked Charles's butt and nudged Amy's waist to wake them up.

It was rather strange. Amy usually woke up early and would be waiting at the door to help her dress. Why was she sleeping so soundly today?

Could it be that because Charles was here, Amy was starting to exercise her queenly prerogative to slack off under the allure of male company?

Damn You, Charles!

Eve let out a soft, haughty snort and then carefully navigated around the embracing couple to quietly inspect her appearance in the mirror.

The Elven race doesn't sweat or get dirty, so she didn't need to bother with the hassle of bathing.

However, hair was an exception—it always needed some attention.

So, she meticulously preened her hair in front of the mirror, exuding an air of self-admiration.

"Up so early, you little lazy pig?" Charles quietly approached Eve from behind, gently wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

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Eve shot him a glare, her tone less than kind. "If you call me a lazy pig again, I'll stuff a snot slug in your mouth tomorrow morning!"

Yikes! What a venomous threat.

Charles was momentarily stunned, then gave her white hair a resigned yet amused pat.

Afterwards, he tenderly started braiding Eve's hair.

As she watched the handsome man in the mirror meticulously tending to her, Eve felt a sense of triumph. At such a young age, she had already managed to effortlessly captivate the Zerg Overlord. The advantage was clearly hers!

"By the way, you're pretty skilled at this hair-braiding thing. Did you have a lot of girls staying over at your place before?" Eve hummed, her tone tinged with a hint of jealousy. Girls always seemed particularly cautious about such matters.

Charles let out a slight, rueful smile. "Don't you know my whereabouts by now?"

"Since my physiology fully matured, my parents have insisted that I remain chaste, all in preparation for you."

"You know Catherine, right? That woman was actually bought for me by old Peter from the black market for my sexual awakening."

In this life, Charles had only been with two girls. But in his previous life, there had been many more. Although a sixth-tier Serpent Overlord wasn't much on the Continent of Overlords, in the human world, he was considered a minor regional power.

Back then, he had been with numerous women, but given the perilous nature of his life, hardly any had stayed with him until the end.

Listening to Charles's reassuring words, Eve's tone softened a bit. "I was just being playful earlier. I understand that you nobles need many heirs, so I don't mind you having other women."

"Otherwise, why would I push Amy to your bed? That would be shooting myself in the foot."

"I just hope that with every woman you take, you treat them as a responsibility. Because only when they feel happy will I, as the main wife, avoid those internal conflicts in the household."

This was quite a realistic concern. If he didn't cherish the women he slept with, how could she be sure he would treat her any differently?

Charles smiled and continued working on her hair. "Mmm, apart from being a bit rough with them in bed, and maybe having a few small kinks, they all genuinely love me."

"When you marry me, we can also play chess together and do other things."

Hearing this, Eve's eyes squinted happily. She added, "Oh, do keep up the rough and kinky stuff. I'm not afraid of you being a bit perverted, after all, I'm quite a naughty girl myself~"

This was true. Eve had been flirting with Charles since the beginning of the game. Even before entering the Continent of Overlords, she had been imagining her married life with Charles.

To that end, she had bought quite a few illustrated guides on various positions and techniques, and had watched numerous explicit videos.

After they left, Amy slowly opened her eyes.

She looked complexly towards the door and murmured, "Charles, Charles, what kind of person are you really?"

"As the original Dark Elf, I shouldn't be close to anyone other than the Elf Goddess."

"No, no, no, it's not just closeness, it's a fundamental yearning for your caresses and love, just like that passionate deep kiss last night."

To be honest, after that kiss, Amy's feelings for Charles shifted from seeing him as her Lord to seeing him as her man.

Who could she even complain to about this?