Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

"You shall know no purpose in life other than to further my agenda. By day, you will work tirelessly for my cause. By night, you will work to satisfy my subordinates."

"… What?!" The two gasped with utter shock permeating through every fiber of their beings. They simply couldn't believe their ears.

"This has to be a joke, right?" Vivienne asked with disbelief.

"Do I look like a man who told a joke?" He asked firmly.

"You're so hot…" Lucille purred while she eyed her man declare the sentences of two of the most privileged women of the kingdom.

"You-you-you can't do this!" Amara shouted with bewilderment evident in her high-pitched tone.

"I can, and so I shall." The man stated in a low tone, before turning toward the door. "Ronan, come in."

A man entered with strange black glasses and a slicked-back hairstyle, wearing a confident smile. "Demigod Boss! I didn't get the chance to congratulate you on your victory!" He bellowed before bowing submissively at a sharp degree over ten times in quick succession.

"… Thanks. Anyhow. The one with the slutty Fujimori dress, she's Selene's replacement for the decades to come. You may take her ahead of the general laborers, but before that, ask the male Ascendants if they want a piece of the pie. They come before you in the pecking order. Also, she's an important chess piece of mine from now on, so you're all forbidden from breaking her mind. Most bruises can be healed and due to her relatively high level, she can take a few good punches but damage to one's psyche isn't so simple to cure."

"Demigod Boss, is she who I think she is?!" He chirped elatedly while jumping in place from sheer excitement as his gaze darted between the two.

The man sighed, "Yes… Vivienne Greenvale, full-blooded daughter of the man who rules over the man who owns the Winterwood county."
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"Demigod Boss!!" Ronan lifted his glasses to clean the tears that were forming in his eyes at a rapid pace. "You shouldn't have… The smoking hot daughter of a rich and powerful criminal was already too much for us lowly ones…"

"Well, I certainly won't take her. She's too putrid for me, so the task falls to you people or I'll have to throw her to the goblins."

Ronan gasped strongly, he visibly hated what he was hearing. "That would be a giant waste!! I shall step up to the plate and sacrifice myself to deliver your will! Even if no one else is willing to enter this vile woman, you can count on me to take over everyone's part in delivering your decreed punishment, Demigod Boss!" He nodded five times before reaching for Vivienne and as expected, she fought back. The serial rapist snapped her hand away before going for a punch - as a mage without her staff that assisted her in casting her spells all her life, she couldn't make use of her class and its spells.

But then…

"Both of you twins are forbidden from harming my subordinates, allies, and lovers in any shape or form. You'll listen to all their commands and obey without issue." The man's orders were enough to force her into compliance: her punch froze mid-swing, and then her hands limply fell to her sides.

"Follow me, M'lady. I'll introduce you to the boys." Ronan purred and turned around after bowing many times toward the man for good measure.

"No! Please! Black! I mean, Lord Black! Pleaseee!!! I'll do anythingggg!!!" Her screeching sounded even after Ronan slammed the door behind himself, but it quietened with every passing moment.

"I'll leave you two in your lonesome, Lucille. I'm sure you have a lot to go over with this wonderful human specimen. Once you're done and there's still some time of the night left, ask Selene or Blackjack if they have some steam to vent. However, ensure that she remains functional… both in mind and body. I plan to return the two by morning."

"Sure!" Lucille's beaming smile welcomed the man's words, who chuckled dryly before turning around and leaving the room.

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- PoV: Quinlan -

"Sister… please…"

Amara's pleading slowly faded from my ears as I made my way out of the building. My discussion with Sylvaris, Jasmine, and Seraphiel was somewhat interrupted due to the twins waking up early. We didn't arrange a place for us to meet back again once I settled this matter, but I knew where I would find them.

"It's so beautiful…" Sylvaris mouthed in wonderment. Her typical composure and serenity were nowhere to be found as shimmering crystal tears streamed down her soft cheeks.

With trembling hands, she reached toward the baby Geim in my courtyard, but as if it were too holy for her mortal touch, she hesitated. Instead, she slowly dropped to her knees before it, clasping her hands in front of her face and closing her eyes in silent prayer.

Luminara was a religious idol in their culture, and the Geim was akin to their holy species, they believed the Eternal Forest to be made up of these creatures. The reason for Sylvaris' strong reaction was that the Geims were so incredibly rare that the elven lands didn't have even one of them - making them believe Geims only existed in Luminara's otherworldly domain.

But even then, her reaction was by far the strongest I'd seen in the elves who observed the Geim. Seraphiel didn't care too much for it because she was a heretic who didn't believe in the elven tales regarding the afterlife with Luminara and the Eternal Forest.

On the other hand, Kaelira and her five rangers reacted by throwing all reservations out of the window and swearing their loyalty to me. However, even they didn't shed tears, at least not in such an obvious and overwhelming manner. For all intents and purposes, the most serene woman I'd ever met in my life was overcome with emotions.

The five rangers who I left the Geim's protection and care to observed this beautiful sight silently and motionlessly, as if worried a single move of theirs might ruin the moment.

Jasmine was also present. While she couldn't fully grasp the significance this moment held for a traditional elf like Sylvaris, she was a respectful and intelligent woman who knew when to stay silent and simply observe.

Seraphiel, meanwhile, stood behind her mother and was gently patting her shoulder in support. Even her perpetually mischievous self wore a calm expression as she did her best to comfort Sylvaris, who wept tears of joy.

It was rare to see Seraphiel be this serious, but it made me appreciate her as a person even more. Those who couldn't pause their eccentric antics when the situation called for seriousness were no longer fun to be around - they were simply obnoxious and irritating.

I didn't dare disturb the moment with my presence either. Instead, I quietly approached Jasmine and stood behind her while wrapping my arms around her waist. She contentedly leaned into me, and together, we watched the scene unfold, savoring the serenity of the beautiful moment.

It lasted for over ten minutes, and its end was marked by Sylvaris leaning forward and gently kissing the ground in front of the Geim as if it were holy land. She then wiped her tears with her fingers and stood, using Sera's offered hand as support.

Sylvaris glanced in my direction and her expression brightened, after which she walked up to me and Jasmine, and then bowed deeply. "Prodigious Son. Thank you for all that you've done for me and my daughter, as well as our species as a whole."

I went from Boyfriend to Prodigious Son, huh… It was a drastic jump, and I can't say I liked it. Traditional elves like Sylvaris might react to learning of my relations with the first elf and the Geim in more drastic manners than I expected them to.