Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Ignis was turning to leave but immediately stopped in his tracks and his head snapped toward my direction with a bewildered expression. "Don't tell me you got direct access to those two lunati- I mean esteemed ladies?!"

"That's exactly what I'm telling you. I got Orianna's contact crystal too." I revealed, but of course, I'd removed Felicity's crystal and stored it in my ring before doing so.

"Damn son. You're way ahead of the competition. When I got my artifact, my mother's was the only contact crystal I had for a whole year, but then I started performing in my missions, and I suddenly had hundreds of crystals from gorgeous ladies... However, as I later found out after getting lectured by my mother for my careless dating habits, they were all very professional at digging for gold..." While reminiscing back to those times, Ignis had a very wry expression on his face.

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"Mothers are the best." I said while thinking of my two primordial mothers, whom I hoped to meet very soon, as well as my beloved birth mother, whom I hoped to reunite with one day.

"Couldn't have said it better myself," he nodded.

"So are we going to start with the mission, or do the two good little boys wish to chat about the awesomeness of their mommies for a few more hours?" Ayame asked with a very obvious grin flourishing under her mask.

"Understood, ma'am." Ignis saluted and was already on his way out.

We quickly followed suit and left Braedon and its surroundings, as if traveling somewhere. Once I was certain we were out of eyeshot range of any would-be spies, I teleported my team over.

I was debating inviting Sylvaris on this mission as well but decided against it. Her class could only be wielded by elven royalty, so it would be a dead giveaway. Furthermore, I didn't wish to risk my Seraphiel accidentally giving away that Sylvaris was her mother. That would be a disaster.

The Mooncaller deserved a good vacation after the horrible ordeal she'd been through, so she was happy to stay in my home and help Shallan and the others protect it.

"Masteeer… I'm so tired… You're cruel… Vile sadist…" Seraphiel yawned while whining as soon as she stepped through the gate groggily.

Yeah, my elven bombshell of a healer only had a couple of hours of sleep, and after the 7-hour-long full-body exercise I put her through, she probably needed a full 24 hours of recovery time. However, fate had other plans.

We then met up with Ignis and Ryker's team, and Iris also found her way to the meeting spot in the meantime. It seemed she successfully calmed down, utilizing the chance to brutally murder some greenskins in the surrounding forests, best evidenced by the freshly dried blood on her clothes.

"Nice to meet you; I'm Ignis." The Ashbringer introduced himself to my team, who returned the gesture. "Now then, if you would, Devil…" He muttered with a wry smile, visibly shocked even now, hours after learning just who I had the contact crystal of.

I understood his unsaid words, and to that end, I pulled my communication artifact out of my storage ring and gave Vex a call.

She said they were currently in Aldoria, so we decided to meet on the way.

It didn't take more than a few minutes for their figures to become visible; at their level, they could run at truly eye-popping speeds.

"Lady Vex, Lady Raika," Ignis greeted them as well with a gentlemanly tone.

"Oh, the fire boy was added to the team too? Nice, he can stand in the middle of the camp and act as a campfire while we're sleeping; he can even double as a guard while he's at it." Vex giggled, eliciting another wry smile from the Ashbringer. Perhaps what hurt him even more was that I could cast fire spells as well, but despite my ranking much lower on the pecking order of the Consortium, it was still him who was given the human campfire duties.

Furthermore, not many people could call Ignis 'fire boy,' but Vex was most definitely one of the few that could. He was likely quite close to her in strength, but the Ashbringer didn't wish to make an enemy of such a frightening woman.

Vex might've been overly friendly and even outright flirtatious with me, but I heard numerous tales of her overwhelmingly sadistic tendencies, which were also on full display when she basically sentenced Kael to death with an euphoric shout, denying his surrender after I brought him to his knees with my magma element.

"I'm also seeing Wrath as well, hi!" Vex waved her hand at Iris, who didn't react at all, making the woman pout heavily with a small, dejected whimper escaping her lips as if she were a puppy who was denied her rightful treats, before she moved on to Ryker. "And… who are you five?"

Before he could mount an answer, however, Vex had already moved on, not caring for the reply to her question at all. She likely understood their intended purpose just from a mere glance. Instead… "Future hubby!" she called out cheerfully, flashing me a happy grin before performing a playful curtsy by lifting the hem of her kendo dress as though it were an elegant lady's gown.

"I'd been missing you, future wife." I returned the gesture with a gentlemanly bow, earning another round of giggles from the slightly crazed yet oh-so-dangerously-hot woman.

"What in the?!" Selene 2.0 yelped immediately. She had a furious expression on her face due to Vex's dismissal of them mere moments ago, but that emotion was no longer observable, being replaced with pure, unadulterated shock. It looked like she'd just seen a ghost. Pun not intended.

"Color me officially lost..." Ignis decreed with similar emotions swirling in his head. He was respectful toward these two lunatics even after knowing them for a century, yet I, a complete newcomer who joined the Vesper Consortium mere days ago, called the older and stronger of the two my future lover. It made no sense whatsoever.@@novelbin@@

"I already have dibs on this white-haired babe, sorry," I replied to Ignis' disbelieving words, watching his grimace deepen as he pleaded with puppy eyes not to involve him in this mess, especially while Vex's amused giggling sounded.

"Dibs? Hubby? Wife? Who the hell is this loser?" Raika asked with a wholly disbelieving tone as she examined me from head to toe.

<Don't mind this woman…> Lucille's calming, compassionate tone sounded in my mind, but it was quickly overwhelmed by Seraphiel's smug, mocking laughter.

<Kekekekeke!! I'm already liking this one more than Vex.>

A heavily throbbing vein popped on my forehead as I refreshed The Brutalizer's memory: "I'm Devil; you brought Volt, Alastair Greenvale's Electromancer-classed subordinate to me just a week ago."

"Who?" However, in the next moment, Raika dismissively shrugged her shoulders. "Meh, don't bother answering. I don't care." With that, she turned around and began walking away toward the border of the Beastkin Confederation.

"See, future hubby? I told you how hard it is to tame this one. Raika needs a severe beating even from Black Fang every few days, or she begins acting up, testing the boundaries afforded to her by her master like a child curious to see what she can get away with." Vex chimed in, perhaps in an effort to calm me down, or she just knew how prideful I was and how I wouldn't take Raika's actions overly well.

My bombshell of a psychotic future wife was absolutely correct.

As I watched Raika's sensually swaying buttocks move further and further away from me with every arrogant step she took, I promised myself the day would arrive when I would spread this wild woman across my thighs and provide her with a proper dose of fatherly guidance, which she so desperately needed.

And just like that, we'd found ourselves heading toward the land of the Beastman Confederation. Little did I know then that this diplomatic mission would become the stage for some of the most pivotal moments of my life.

My Elemental Sovereign abilities would undergo a transformation here - metamorphosis that would push me to the very limits of my potential as the sole remaining primordial in the world of Thalorind. But it wasn't just my abilities and strength that would grow: the name Devil would echo across the continent like a thunderclap, stronger and more infamous than ever.