{Harem Master has increased to level 65.}
{You have unlocked the skill, Gift Strength}
As I stepped out of the portal, I noticed that Harem Master had seemingly gone up. Did that an that this world still considered her part of my harem, or was it more a reflection of as a so-called Harem Master? This job was ultimately the similarity that bound to King Roth, although where I was a level 65, he was likely level 100, and that was assuming there wasn’t so higher job beyond Harem Master.
It was nice to think that sowhere deep in Lydia, she still loved . However, after fighting her, I knew that this wasn’t the sa girl that I knew. After all, I had directly touched her soul and worked with it. I had seen first hand that the parts that connected us were all gone. She was not my Lydia, and I could only accept that truth rather than desperately cling to what was essentially a different person now. In that respect, I assud the Harem Master had more to do with and my lore than Lydia.
I had always thought the close the girls got to , the more experience I’d get. That wasn’t true. The thing that earned experience was my greater understanding of what it ant to be a Harem Master and my slow and gradual developnt as a person who would have a harem of won to call upon. Of course, a romantic gesture like cutting out your soul and giving it to another was the kind of gesture that made harems, but it wouldn’t affect a woman who didn’t even rember it happening.
I would be lying if I didn’t admit to a small hope that this piece that gave up on would sohow lead Lydia to return to soday, but I had no clue when that ti would be. It would be assuredly a long ti from this day.
“What happened? Did he hurt you?” Bernice’s hands were on her guns, and for a mont a dark aura seed to emanate from her. “Did that bastard forget whose city this is?”
“No…” I lifted my hand. “No… he didn’t hurt . This is… well, it is what it is.”
She frowned, looking up and down. I had left the underground to t with Bernice one last ti before returning to Chalm. Of course, I couldn’t hide the paleness in my face or the weakness in my body from Bernice, even though I had tried. I pulled out and drank so water of life. In ti, it would heal all of the damage, so as romantic a gesture that it was, I hadn’t done much.
However, in the next few days, Roth would attack, and if I couldn’t throw him back, I’d lose access to this dicine. More than likely, I’d lose my life too. Now, I was in a weakened state, and this was the ti when I should be strongest. I didn’t know if my decision was foolish, but I would make it again if I had the chance. Besides, this wasn’t a personal battle between him and . This was a war. If a single person could change the tides of war, then there would be no point in the war.
Ultimately, when our armies combined, my strength didn’t matter. It would be the strength of my girls and the strength of my people. That was ultimately what would win the day.
“Master, you’re going back to Chalm… aren’t you?” Bernice sounded slightly reluctant.
“I will be.” I nodded. “After my display in that last fight, I think I lost all of the cred I had. I think I blew my chance to recruit my fighters too.”
Bernice shook her head. “It’s not true… the Kingpin still promised to advertise. Also, I want to fight by your side.”
“Really?” I looked up at her, and her face turned red once again.
“Don’t get the wrong idea! You’re just… my liege… yes… and so, I wish to support you. So, I will recruit as many as I can. Send for in two days, and I’ll have more soldiers for you.”
I reached out and touched her cheek. “Thank you, Bernice.”
She pulled away, turning her back to . “N-now… go away! Get out of here before you cause any more trouble. I’ll continue to take care of Alerith. Just you watch.”
I nodded and opened a portal ho. “Thank you.”
I left Alerith for the last ti. Now, I had to focus on the upcoming battle.
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