Villain Reborn: Netori Harem in an Erotic RPG!

[Gained enough experience to level up, do you want to use it now?]

He was washing his body in the garden because he used to be an old man; he didn't care about exposing himself to cleaning; it's part of growing old.

However, it was great being so hung, as the passing women would gossip about him about how lucky Gwendolyn was.

The grimoire flew in front of his face, once again asking him if he wanted to level, it might just be his imagination, but it felt like it was jealousy.

'Ah... please... wait, give me a minute!'

Lucifer was exhausted, almost wiping out the entire population of the boars and skeletons in the area.

Thinking back to meeting Gwen, he didn't realise he was gone nearly 2 days, though, as draining the beasts caused him to feel full and not need human food.

She was worried and slapped his head but then hugged him tightly and sniffed his body before ordering him to bathe because he stank.

He didn't take that long, but he still rushed back to meet Gwendolyn, sadly to find out tonight she was working the night shift, causing his plans to get ruined.

"She was cute in that armour, though..." He thought to himself as he arranged the small house, deciding what to buy and sell since the guild would be open all day.

Before he came home, he sold the minimum to clear the quests he took today, now with a modest sum of 22 silver and 50 copper.

This was quite a lot of money if he was a normal villager, though, and was enough to do what he wanted tonight.

'Should I test that game lore? That vampires are immune to alcohol if they train their resistance over time.'

"I've already set Gwendolyn as a party member; I don't know how it works in reality... but the ring is so easy; she will get the same experience I earn, while if she earns any, I will get the same too."

He was proud of this idea, originally going to wait until they left together, but once he knew it was separate from the games system where you needed to both be adventurers to party up, the ring allowed him to skip that.

'Or maybe there is no party system in this world?'

Lucifer added this question to his notes and would test it when he got a slave for his next party member.

Sadly he and Gwen were both melee damage dealers at the moment; although he could learn some magic, it all depended on the class/job given when he levelled to 10.

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There were other ways to get a class or job: visiting special feats.

Some players even rejected getting them all together as they would sometimes narrow you into one path, losing others that the player enjoyed.

'It seems this world you have to take the job you are given though, so the differences are starting to show...'

"Oh, what's this?"

He found a new pair of clothes on the cabinet as he walked around with only a small towel wrapped around his waist.

A black pair of leather trousers with a nice amount of give, a matching belt, a white tunic, an open neck and a collar.

Lucifer quickly dried himself and wore them, looking in the dull, dusty mirror.

He looked like a handsome male prostitute, with his powerful abs showing through the soft cotton and his pecks on display from the v-neck collar.

"Let's level up later, as it's gonna be painful..."

Lucifer knew that even in the game, there was a debuff after levelling to 10, so if the game is enough to make a debuff that limits status, he would surely be in pain!

Because of this, he quickly left the house, locking the front door as he wore a dark brown cape to cover his body and face slightly as he rushed towards the village centre, where the only reputable inn was located.

The Gentle Mare

There were a few more, but this was the only inn and bar used by the protagonist and his party in the game.

There were no thugs or thieves, and security was strong near this place, not to mention the bar mistress had huge tits!

"Hahaha."

'It's fun to remember all the people making theories about who could get a CG with the bar mistress when there was no event even after datamining.'

Lucifer walked towards the small inn, with a quiet but well-designed exterior, pretty wooden walls, a small porch and table, and two guests drinking quietly as they played a board game together.

"Evening, laddie!"

"Oh, good evening, gentlemen!" Lucifer replied with a wave before entering.

It was always best to be hospitable to the NPCs in the game, so he continued even when it became real; something about them now being living people excited Lucifer as he felt his chest racing.

The familiar walls, half black, half cream colour wood, chairs with red velvet cushions and dark brown mahogany legs.

Lucifer suddenly felt a strange sense of belonging, like this was "Home" for the first time, apart from when he was with Gwen in their little shack.I think you should take a look at

'It's just the same... the scent is as described, tobacco with a hint of liqueur and perfume.'

He didn't check the people drinking, instead went to the seat normally used by the hero, the counter seat, to spaces from the barmaid, as he lifted the mat and tapped it three times, just like the game.

It was a sign of goodwill and appreciation to tap three times.

'I can't remember what it means... I like your bar... your something and... your beautiful staff?'

Lucifer couldn't remember this memory as it was foggy before the pretty woman around 35 stepped forward, slightly sagging eyes with an eastern feel.

Her pretty amber eyes looked at him with a soft smile, a beauty dot below her right eye and glossy pink lips slowly moving as her sexy voice sounded.

"Heya handsome, what can I get fer ya?"

This woman was the owner, who pretended to be a barmaid; what a strange hobby, but Lucifer didn't act like an idiot; instead, he made the order he always wanted to try.

"The Gentle Mare's double distilled Whiskey, on the rocks with 35 years vintage."

A moment passed as the woman's hands and face stopped, looking at him with her slightly sharper eyes, while Lucifer gave her a wink before slapping 2 silver coins down with a confident smile.

"35 years, are ya sure?"

"Mmmm, the best age for both whiskey and woman."

Lucifer watched as she hid the black glass from the bottom shelf and began preparing his drink.

He enjoyed both her masterful wrists and actions, and the round plump ass almost pressed into his face as she "worked", a little disappointed when she turned around.

"Such a naughty young man; what if an old lady jumps you in the night after you get her hopes up?"

Her plump body leaned over the bar, her curly brown hair brushing against the wooden top while her breath blew against his cheeks; as she watched Lucifer clearly, others were unsure what happened because he spoke with a rather low voice when ordering.

"Then I'll show her a night she will never forget."

There was no reason to do this, it was just fun to have a back and forth, once there was rumours of a special whiskey from the game's forums and he decided to check it.

You could order custom drinks in the game, each giving a different buff or side effect.

But this one was special, as it was said to open up the bar maid's secret route; there were more parts, but this was needed even to start it.

'Was the one who made those forum posts a game dev? Or maybe a person from this world... strange... How do they find these things out? Kids are amazing.'

You needed the correct whiskey and her age, but here is the problem...

It needs to be your first visit, and the hero isn't legally buying alcohol until his second visit, being a few months younger than the priestess Irina.

Just as Lucifer took his first sip, the burning sensation, the warm taste of the cask and honey flavours filling his mouth as he savoured whiskey, a hand grabbed his shoulder, pulling him before a feminine voice sounded behind him.

"Hey~~ I see you can drink really gooood... how about we drink together, handsome~ hehe~ I am legal now!" Her voice was a little drunk, with a slight slur, and he couldn't deny he would prefer company, not wanting to bother a working woman like some idiot might.

So, he turned around.

A beautiful woman greeted him; her dress was pure white with a small cross, seemingly a priestess.

Her hair was beautiful, a glossy blonde tied in twin tails that drooped over her chest, down to her hips, with long bangs and a cute set of blue eyes like the ocean.

'This girl is a beauty! Maybe more than Irina, the saintess who normally has a high pony and green eyes!'

Maybe from the church, as the goddess Celestia didn't ban the clergy from drinking, but cheating and betrayal were out.

Lucifer gave her a soft smile, winking at her as he patted the seat beside him.

"I would love to drink with a beautiful lady like you; I'm quite lucky tonight."

"Hehe~ nothing will come out even if you praise me."

"A shame, maybe if I try harder."

"Mmmmn~ maybe?"

He turned to the barkeep before ordering two drinks as the whiskey was too strong for the cute priestess, and he didn't want to take advantage; his drink was twice the strength as hers, but he misjudged.

His alcohol resistance was far lower than in his past life; even as a vampire, he needed to start from zero.

That first whiskey was enough to make him as drunk as she was.

The signs were just delayed, as if someone was playing a trick of fate; they were delayed until it was too late.