Hisha’s eyes stared at Rean, then at Kritz. He questioned how a warlord could possibly be referred to as low life. How weak might he be compared to his butler-like minion?

‘Simply what are you, Kritz?’

[Host, do answer so you save both our faces]

‘How dare you mock me, HTC?!’ Hisha internally made a strangling gesture on the system’s notification.

Caught in a dilemma, he stared, unable to provide you with the correct phrases.

[Go with your guts, you dimwit!]

Following via with recommendation, he voiced his ideas. “Eliminate his existence, his disrespect must be handled accordingly. If a warlord cannot preserve his place, he is of no use to me.”

Kritz’s smile turned doubtful at his lord’s reply. “With pleasure, my lord.”

Stepping on Rean’s arms, Kritz pulled again on his arms, his crimson eyes burning with pleasure as he ripped out each arms.

“Aaaak! Aaahhh!!” Rean yelped in an ear-piercing scream, writhing in ache.

“I’m not carried out but,” Kritz’s voice turned sinister as he wrapped his hand round Rean’s head.

Hisha had a stoic expression whereas watching, attempting to show a lot of his ideas have been in management and placing to observe what he had seen these in such energy and minions act in such a grotesque state of affairs.

Deep down, he was screaming for it to cease, the sight made my insides churn however the bodily abdomen hadn’t responded to his ideas. It might solely imply no matter he was witnessing wasn’t as uncommon as he thought it will be.

‘Simply who the hell are you, Hisha?’ he questioned, his physique as soon as extra, earlier than regrettably wanting again on the grotesque sight.

Making use of sufficient power, Kritz pulled Rean’s head off his physique.

‘Fuck! What the hell?!’ Hisha winced.

Blood gushed out from the severed limbs and head, inevitably dropping down in a pool of his blood.

The rolled head which had grime, and blood, all muddled collectively in a paste lined the whole thing of the face.

“I’m sorry my lord for being so messy. I used to be overwhelmed with rage at how disrespectful he was to you.” Kritz licked the blood on his hand clear.

Trying down at his physique, he hissed in anger on the blood stains on his shirt.

‘Are you certain it was simply that?’ Hisha had needed to query, the earlier alternate of glares between the 2 did not go unnoticed, however it was finest to easily elevate his brows as a substitute of the reply.

“It’s time to depart? I would want to…”

[Don’t you dare say rest, you haven’t related with the first batch of your harem!!]

‘First batch? What number of are they in a batch?’ he panicked on the data.

His eyes widened on the sound of HTC bicker in his head and the phrases showing in entrance of him.

“My lord?” Kritz referred to as out, not sure if he might proceed. “You had needed to request one thing.”

[I watch your every move and action, host!]

‘That’s oddly creepy and disturbing, why the heck are you assigned to me?’ Hisha narrowed my eyes, unintentionally inflicting Kritz to look down timidly.

“I apologize for questioning your actions.” He gave a slight bow.

Realizing he was simply mistaken, the glare wasn’t directed at Kritz, however relatively on the invisible interface that popped up at any time when HTC suggested or gave a nasty comment.

‘That does not matter anymore.” Hisha waved the problem apart with the wave of his hand.

He wanted to belief HTC on this, it had already confirmed that it could possibly be trusted to a level. This was his probability to get to see why he wanted to know what relation together with his harem meant.

[Codename: Meretrix one]

“Cleared the path to the meretrix one.” He ordered.

Kritz had an enormous smile on his face the second he heard his lord order the assertion. This proved to him that his lord was lastly accepting the preparations that had been put in place.

“As you command, Lord Hisha!”

[Congratulations host, you have been awarded the stats log]

‘What’s a stats l–’

[Such a stupid host!]

The voice of HTC clicked its tongue and refused to reply his query, this solely triggered Hisha’s suppressed anger at such disrespect.

[Name: Lord Hisha]

[Level: 999]

[Height: 185cm]

[Position: Supreme Overlord]

[Ability: ??]

[Sux: 1000/1000]

[Meretrix: unaccounted]

[Points: 0]

[Exp: 0]

[Total number of your harem: 6969]

Hisha’s eyes have been glued to the variety of harems–that was a loopy determine for only one individual.

‘This physique ought to be the bane of so many single males on the market.’ Hisha chuckled, shaking his head.

Contemplating the extent he was in, it was one other surprising feat for somebody who most likely did not do something, with Kritz ever-present and able to do his bidding.

‘What’s Sux?’ Hisha raised a forehead to the unusual phrase.

[Congratulations on your first sensible question]

Hisha narrowed his eyes on the sarcastic remark, however let it go over his head.

[That is what you could call the baseline energy of all who possesses an ability. The higher the Sux, the longer the use. Once the Sux is exhausted, a user would need to replenish lost energy to use it once more]

Hisha nodded his head to the knowledge.

‘HTC, what is the exp for? I’ve bought sufficient leveling to final for some time, do not you assume?’ He pointed on the exp bar.

Kritz appeared behind him, narrowing his eyes at his lord’s unusual conduct however stated nothing. Focusing extra of his consideration on main the way in which.

[Finally, another sensible question. You get exp points when your meretrix is satisfied, completing a task, or making your harem stronger than they are currently]

[All you need is 69 points for your level up to perfection]

HTC snickered in his head, a devilish smirk of an emoji plastered on the finish of the sentence.

‘And my skill? That is one way or the other obstructed, why cannot I entry it?’ Hisha identified.

[Your body and accumulated ability differentiate you from your subjects. The mere sight of another person’s ability is enough to gain and use such ability at will, therefore it is impossible to allocate just one single ability to you]

‘Nice, simply nice. I bought a capability even I can not put a reputation to, but?’ He frowned.

“My Lord, we’re at meretrix one.” Kritz stopped on the doorpost, pushing within the door and transferring out of the way in which to let him see whom he can be coping with.

“Alright.” Hisha nodded in acknowledgment.

With a last bow, Kritz ran away like he had seen a ghost.

Finest

Trying behind him for some time till Kritz was out of sight, stepping in, the door slammed shut robotically.

Click on!

His eyes widened, dumbstruck by the hardly clad stunning girls. They have been all wearing a clear lace mesh skinny underwear set with quick hollow-out panties and an adjustable shoulder strap triangle cup bra.

Taking a look in any respect of them, the number of colours of their matching sleepwear, and the various cup sizes of these busts have been a pleasant combine to feast his eyes.

All of them appeared able to devour him, as a mischievous grin graced most of their lips.

[Meretrix: 69]

‘Seems like this could be my fortunate day.’ Hisha rubbed my palms in mischief, able to lastly see what this physique might obtain.

[Task: Resist getting laid]

[Duration: till the cock crows in the morning]