Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

With my long-winded explanation done, I could see that her soft features were beyond shocked. I just left this girl truly flabbergasted.

"You mean it?" She asked with disbelief.

"Which part? Well, all of them are true, so yes." I nodded and could see her firm shoulders relax just a little bit - as if she felt her life had changed for the better, but she knew it would be stupid to entirely believe the words of the man who held her life and death in his hands, thus she was still mentally prepared to be 'betrayed' by me and have this new, rather positive reality be turned into the grim one Soren provided her with.

"Words are cheap, actions speak a hundred times louder. All I can do is act as I always have been, and with time you will see whether I lied or not." I added, and the pink-haired beauty accepted my words with a faint smile.

"A-are you alright?!" With that out of the way, Aurora rushed close to me and occupied my other side which my dog-kin mate left wide open.

Ayame and Lucille also looked at me worriedly. Their reactions were more than understandable, after all, I had just said that I was tortured both physically and mentally for over a decade while they technically stood frozen in time, unable to help or alleviate my pain at all.

I understand their dislike of the situation. would've taken it very badly if our places were swapped - so much so that I likely would've considered the Soul Records an enemy to defeat in the future.

No one had the right to traumatize my lovers besides me and my girthy shaft.

"I'm fine, thanks for caring, though." I said to alleviate their worries.

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"Girls, come here for a second." Lucille decreed in an authoritative tone.

They were curious as to what she wanted, so they did as told. "Don't listen in!" She commanded towards yours truly before making a circle with all four of them and beginning to speak in hushed tones.

Hmm… Strange. They were very clearly plotting something.

In the meantime, I turned toward Ambition. "So you stayed behind for the Geim, I assume?"

"… Yes." She rather reluctantly nodded, clearly fearing that I would not like that.

"What do you want with it?"

"We wish to observe it for a bit."

I couldn't help but have my trust issues surface. "And how can I know that you won't just uproot my treasure and make a run for it?"

"We would never hurt it!!!" She yelled from the top of her lungs with so much gusto that I had to do a double-take to ensure that it was not my mind playing games on me - it really was this composed tanker girl who shouted at me so adorably.

<Master, elves would rather slit their throats than hurt nature. Uprooting a plant is strictly forbidden not only in our culture, but we would also feel like we're committing a heinous crime just by our instincts. This is then taken to the utmost level when it comes to this specific creature. It's a legendary entity they've been hearing about throughout their childhood in children's tales and then learned about it to an even greater extent during their formal education. Them uprooting this plant has the same chances of occurring as an Arch-Priest calling the Goddess a… purchasable woman.>

<I see. Thanks for the info.>

"Alright. However, for the time being, I ask that you don't leave the premises of my home and its close vicinity. If you do so without my permission, I will take it as you having done something that would make you into my enemies and chase you down. Just so you know, I can open portals anywhere I want for hundreds of miles."

A bit of a lie was sprinkled in at the end, but bluffs were a necessary part of life if you weren't an almighty entity.

"You have our promise. Unlike this… elf…" She spat in a spiteful murmur while turning her head toward my smoking hot healer, "I consider my promises to be of paramount importance. I will not act against them. I would even go as far as making an oath on Luminara, but it would be weird for me to swear using the graces of your self-proclaimed mother, so I will refrain from doing so."

I couldn't help but chuckle wryly at the hostility she had for Seraphiel. I understood her very well, after all, a member of her species swore to them with their religious beliefs on the line while thinking them to be total nonsense, which could've seen Ambition and her team get easily betrayed by us due to Seraphiel's heretical and outright traitorous acts against her species.

"I see. Please, enjoy your stay then."

With that, the elven ladies surrounded the Geim and began observing it with muted breaths. It seemed they were reluctant to do anything more such as touching it, so they just stood around it in total silence as if they were statues. It was a bit weird of a sight to observe, but elves with their severe foot fetish and extreme addiction to nature were already considered borderline psychotic as an entire race in my mind, so I was not surprised.

Elves were cute and hot as fuck, and that was all that mattered to me. Though sadly I still didn't see the faces of these six, since they were guarded against us even now, thus they kept their features hidden behind their masks or helmets.

"Lyra you are free to go as well. Iselda, please show her around and give her some refreshments. The rest of you, good job thus far. I see that you've been hard at work on this strange project of mine. Once things settle down a bit I will have a chat with each of you where you can tell me the rewards you want to receive for this month of hard, dedicated labor of yours. However, keep in mind that I have every right to refuse if you request something unreasonable, or I might say that you need to put in more work to receive your wish."

"Yes, master." Iselda, the older woman who was the co-architect of the stronghold and the lead designer of the interior - save for my private rooms, such as my sex dungeon, which I left in Ronan's capable hands - accepted my order with a strong bow of her spine. It seemed that this new revelation session of mine had made her even more respectful towards my person.

"Thank you, master!" Lyra cheered at the fact that instead of ordering her to do something taxing right after the battle had ended, I let her relax and explore to her heart's content.

As for the remaining labor and the few guard slaves, their excitement was outright palpable. It was one thing when I said those honeyed promises to them about rewards for their hard work, but I not only ascertained their validity now but also stated that they might receive something in the very near future.

It was a little over a month since they started working for me, so I thought it was time to receive their 'pay' as if they were my salaried employees. Naturally, I won't pay them in the literal sense, but some rewards of their choice would surely be much appreciated.