Hello dear readers, I have been busy with a real life events lately and have been improving my writing skills. I'll get back to writing this novel this year in 2023.I ask for your understanding. Until next time. Mister Op .....For the word count. Hello dear readers, I have been busy with a real life event lately and have been improving my writing skills. I'll get back to writing this novel this year in 2023.I ask for your understanding. Until next time. Mister Op Hello dear readers, I have been busy with a real life event lately and have been improving my writing skills. I'll get back to writing this novel this year in 2023.I ask for your understanding. Until next time. Mister Op
Seeing Ardor’s sincere look, his chair hesitated, but still covered Ardor in an embrace with its arms before saying, “Monsters. They all yell it. Deep in their hearts. Think we don’t hear. But we do. Everything. Every time.” It felt angry at them, and the twigs covering Ardor turned tighter. “Ah!” He looked to his side and found Jeanne in the same position; her face twisted in mild pain, but she gave him a look of reassurance, telling him she was fine. ‘We really did develop good chemistry,’ he thought while feeling some heartache at her pain. Ardor calmly explained to the enchanted chairs, “They’re simply afraid of you. Afraid of what they do not know. That’s why they say all thos
Pale calves were seen as the blue light elevated as Ardor soon saw his love appear. Her eyes filled with nervousness eased after seeing his face and, as she smiled and took a step forward to hug him, an uncontrollable urge appeared. An uncontrollable urge to puke. Her eyes now widened in panic as she was too close to him, close enough to dye him with her stomach’s contents. Ardor had a relieved smile on his face all this while. As she approached him, he walked closer to her. Just before she was about to give him an unforgettable greeting, he swiftly held that bucket up and covered her face with its opening. She puked. Like a normal person, it wasn’t anything good to smell at. No matter how much Ardor liked her, no matter how much she helped soften his stone cold hear
“I will go with Jeanne to Nutmeth while Lance will take his group to Vuzax,” Ardor’s declaration elicited shock in the ladies and the most surprised among them was none other than Lance. <Boss!> His shout did a number in Ardor’s mind. After receiving a glare from his main body, he said in a softer tone, <What in god’s name is this? Why are you sending me away?> His somewhat scared look gave away what he truly thought. To be sent into the unknown all alone was frightful indeed. Ardor said, “This is the best option. Lance can use his talent properly there and the ladies will also enjoy his touch.” The others remained silent, deep in thought. They knew it was not the best choice for them, that Nutmeth could help them use their talents in the best way.&
Faint motes of invisible red light approached Ardor from all directions. They sunk into his body as if it were a sponge and eventually gathered into his dantian. He followed a particular breathing method as mentioned in the manual, and thought of his body as a meeting point for fire elements, as a spark that needed little more flame to burn and as a black hole, no, a red hole that sucked them all in. Perhaps his method of visualization following his Crimson King’s Records was so abnormal that despite being above the ocean, it attracted plenty of fire elements to him and they gradually accumulated in his dantian. A few hours went by. His dantian was filled with red by now. Ardor’s body was spent sweating buckets as if he’d run a 30 day marathon. His stamina was at an all-time low and his stomach grumbled as
After carrying Lance down to their room, Ardor and Bella finally cleaned themselves and sat down together with the other girls, who returned after refreshing themselves. Their faces held a look of question as they stared at him. “Yes, alright. I’ll share it,” Ardor nodded. As he recounted his experience, the scathing heat, the intimidating ball of fire, all he felt was awe as his fear had subsided by now. He looked at the ladies, who seemed even more eager to reach Shawbrook and get that power, then saw a downcast Minnie. “Don’t worry.” He approached her. As she looked up to meet his refreshing gaze, he continued, “You’ll be able to do other wonderful things!” “Really?” He saw hope in those eyes. “But I don’t even have a
Ardor thought for a moment and understood what Lance meant. <Yes, go ahead. Extract as much as you can from her.> Despite being mildly terrified at facing the unknown, Lance responded with vigor and left for Lemari’s quarters after asking a slave. “Where is he going?” Bella asked, despite having an idea as she had noticed Lemari’s actions. Even Alse and Isabella seemed eager as they came closer. Ardor had a profound look on his face. “He has gone to fulfill his purpose!” In the afternoon, everyone except Lance came up on the deck, looking at the cryptic lines and patterns on the ship’s exterior glow. Colorful light traveled across the patterns for a few minutes before
“I thought so.” Alse looked at Lance, who had a blissful smile as Bella was working on his little brother with her hand. “But since he’s caring enough, and shows proper attention, the kind that we need. So I thought of staying. Don’t you think so too?” she asked Bella and received a nod. ‘So it’s not a lie that milfs have greater needs.’ Ardor thought while looking at his clone. ‘You were a great investment!’ “About your status, hmm… how about you help me end 10 of my enemies? Then you can leave your slave status and be promoted to become his servant. After that, it’s up to you to earn his affection and become his concubine or even his wife,” Ardor acted as if he was proposing it, but Alse knew it was a condition set in stone. [Warning: Some Humiliation in this chapter] After rearranging the drawing room a bit, Ardor sat on a single sofa, his back facing a wall, with Jeanne in his lap. On an extended sofa to his right sat Alse, Bella, and Minnie, after being repeatedly told it was okay to sit. In front of him stood Lance and Isabella while Edgar was on his knees near the opposite wall. Ardor looked at the extended sofa on his left that was replaced with a small bed upon his request by the hotel staff and relaxed in his seat. “Begin!” Lance nodded and turned to Isabella, who felt embarrassed, but knew this was necessary in order for her to remain with Lance. “Mmmm mmm mmm.” Everyone automaticMy Magical Harem System Chapter 28: Edgar’s Agony and Lemari
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