Chapter 110
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Within the capital of the Rebanon Kingdom, a man sat at a desk looking over a piece of paper. He was dressed in the most recent fashion of the capital as his legs were kicked up on the desk before him while reclining in his chair. His black hair was tied up behind his head and his black eyes with his stoic expression made him look cold, yet handsome. His body wasn't overly bulky, but instead was well toned and obvious even through his clothes.
This man was the one the Rebanon Kingdom summoned years ago, known as God's Hero. He had been granted title and land by the King and was as famous, if not more, than the Pope of the Holy Church. He had picked a new name for himself ever since he came to this world. Now he was known as Reeve.
The King had granted him a noble title, which he gladly accepted. He then made his own crest for it, a phoenix. He didn't know everything that a phoenix meant and only used the thought that it could be reborn as the purpose for it. After all, when he got summoned here, he sure felt like it was his chance to be reborn. That was why he changed his name to something he thought was more impressive sounding.
He wasn't alone in the room. There was a blonde haired women, dressed entirely in plated armor and standing at attention behind him. Upon her armor was the crest of a flaming bird. Her body was well toned and she looked like a heroic woman. Occasionally, she would look at Reeve with eyes filled with love.
This wasn't the first time Reeve was summoned to a new world. He had been summoned once before by a strange creature that could change into any shape and gender it wished. That creature preferred to take on female appearances and acted, mostly, like a girl. But, Reeve couldn't be certain about its true gender.
When that creature summoned Reeve it offered him a simple deal. He would serve and protect the creature when the creature called upon him. In exchange, he would gain power at a rapid rate.
Reeve thought it was too good to be true but he still signed the contract after reviewing it in its entirety.
Immediately after he signed it, he was able to see things that others couldn't.
He looked up from his chair and his eyes drifted to the upper right of his head. There, in his mind, he could see transparent map that showed the environment and people moving in his vicinity. A yellow dot was approaching his room and he sat up in his chair, placing the paper he was looking at back on the desk.
That was just one of the things that he had gotten from that creature. In entirety, he found himself able to "level up" like he could in games from his own world. He could use crazy Magic that shouldn't exist and had skill levels for various abilities that granted him expertise in all manner of areas.
He was very satisfied with the deal he made.
The person who entered the room was a woman who was obviously in the later stages of pregnancy. She was one his dozens of wives that he had taken since he came here. She was one of the former princesses of the Kingdom and she was about to give him her third child.
She still looked stunning, even after getting pregnant with her third child. She was wearing a light blue dress and had necklaces around her neck. When combined with her fair hair, slender proportions, even with the baby bump on her, she could still be called beautiful. Reeve had no idea how she managed to do that.
In total, he already had thirty children. He still wanted more, from women that weren't his yet.
The woman walked over to the desk and gave him a doting, affectionate look. He immediately grinned sadistically in his head at how much she had changed once he Enslaved her. He didn't show it though. Instead, he asked, "How are you doing, Atraia?"
"I am doing fine, my King." When they were alone or with his other wives, he had commanded her and all of the women serving him to call him King. After all, he would soon be the King when he killed the current King.
Why should he serve under such a weak man? He didn't see the point in letting such a disgrace continue. He was just biding his time and was getting ready to act soon.
"That is good. Now, why have you come here?"
"I have brought news from the scouts of the army. They were unable to find any trace of the Massacre Queen even on the Outer Isles."
Reeve frowned at that news. "I see," he said while waving his hand in a dismissive manner, "You are dismissed then. Go and rest until you give me my next child."
Atraia bowed as best as she could before she turned and walked out of the room.
Reeve sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head.
"Just where did she go," he asked the air around him.
He had forty two wives so far. But he didn't think that was enough. He had a wife from every noble house in the Kingdom. He also took several female knights and a couple female generals to be his as well. He even took both princesses of the Kingdom and five holy women to be his. Each one of them had their own charm. Each one of them didn't want to get married to him.
Not even the King was allowed to have multiple wives. However, with the backing of the Holy Church, he was able to get special permission. The Pope had claimed that it would be invaluable to the Rebanon Kingdom for him to spread his seed wherever he could. He still couldn't help but laugh at that foolish idiot for letting him get away with it.
The third wife he took was the Popes own daughter.
But he didn't care. He enslaved every single one of them with his Magic. Their bodies suited his wide tastes and he found it completely acceptable to abuse his powers in this way.
He had done this before, back when that creature summoned him. He would enslave women of that world and use them as outlets for his desires and nothing more. He had even planned to enslave the creature itself but he was caught before then and the contract was severed.
Ever since then, he had become unable to "Level Up" but he still kept all of the power he had gained. When he was summoned to this world he thought he couldn't have been luckier. He had already been summoned to a game-like world and now he was in a fantasy world where his powers reigned supreme.
There was just one sore spot in his conquest so far.
The Massacre Queen was nowhere to be found.
He really wanted that Tentacle Magic wielding silver-haired loli to serve him in bed. He also wanted her to violate most of his harem just so he could watch. After he watched her do that, he would then ravage her. Even now, just thinking about, caused a heat to spread in his abdomen.
His Enslavement Magic didn't take effect on Altair. There wasn't enough time before she vanished without a trace. However, she didn't get out completely free. He could sense that there was still a connection between him and her. So he knew she wasn't dead.
He knew the connection would show him where she was if she was within his detection range. Whenever she decided to show back up he would welcome her with open arms. After all, she was destined to be one of his many women.
"Sir," the female knight behind him said, "When will it be my turn to give you children?"
Reeve looked over his shoulder at her and didn't even attempt to hide his lust-filled gaze as it drifted over her body.
The woman didn't seem to mind as she attempted to stick her chest out more within her armor. It failed, because armor doesn't bend that way without breaking, but it didn't stop her attempts regardless.
A smile crept to his face as he said, "How many children will you give me, Relina?"
She smiled brightly as she hurriedly replied, "As many as you wish. At least ten!"
The smile on his face turned sadistic as he asked, "Even though I raped you in front of your family before killing all of them?"
She nodded enthusiastically, "Of course! Anything for you, my King!"
He chuckled loudly as he recalled what he did. He thoroughly enjoyed that night of debauchery. At the time, shaming her gave him no end of excitement. It didn't matter how bad she cried and pleaded. It didn't matter that her family was watching in horror. It didn't matter that the priests around him were begging him to stop.
He killed all the witnesses to keep the secret and Enslaved the woman afterwards. He still planned many humiliating and shameful things to do to her but he hadn't had the time yet.
But not seemed like a good opportunity to do so. He didn't have anything else to do at the moment.
He stood to his feet and started approaching her when he heard a beeping noise coming from his mind.
His eye twitched immediately as he made a few motions in the air and brought up the explored map of the continent. On the map, far to the south of the capital, was a single red dot.
Reeve's eyes widened in surprise as his heart thumped with excitement. The heat in his abdomen grew to be nearly unbearable as he read the name above the red dot: The Massacre Queen.
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Within the capital of the Rebanon Kingdom, a man sat at a desk looking over a piece of paper. He was dressed in the most recent fashion of the capital as his legs were kicked up on the desk before him while reclining in his chair. His black hair was tied up behind his head and his black eyes with his stoic expression made him look cold, yet handsome. His body wasn't overly bulky, but instead was well toned and obvious even through his clothes.
This man was the one the Rebanon Kingdom summoned years ago, known as God's Hero. He had been granted title and land by the King and was as famous, if not more, than the Pope of the Holy Church. He had picked a new name for himself ever since he came to this world. Now he was known as Reeve.
The King had granted him a noble title, which he gladly accepted. He then made his own crest for it, a phoenix. He didn't know everything that a phoenix meant and only used the thought that it could be reborn as the purpose for it. After all, when he got summoned here, he sure felt like it was his chance to be reborn. That was why he changed his name to something he thought was more impressive sounding.
He wasn't alone in the room. There was a blonde haired women, dressed entirely in plated armor and standing at attention behind him. Upon her armor was the crest of a flaming bird. Her body was well toned and she looked like a heroic woman. Occasionally, she would look at Reeve with eyes filled with love.
This wasn't the first time Reeve was summoned to a new world. He had been summoned once before by a strange creature that could change into any shape and gender it wished. That creature preferred to take on female appearances and acted, mostly, like a girl. But, Reeve couldn't be certain about its true gender.
When that creature summoned Reeve it offered him a simple deal. He would serve and protect the creature when the creature called upon him. In exchange, he would gain power at a rapid rate.
Reeve thought it was too good to be true but he still signed the contract after reviewing it in its entirety.
Immediately after he signed it, he was able to see things that others couldn't.
He looked up from his chair and his eyes drifted to the upper right of his head. There, in his mind, he could see transparent map that showed the environment and people moving in his vicinity. A yellow dot was approaching his room and he sat up in his chair, placing the paper he was looking at back on the desk.
That was just one of the things that he had gotten from that creature. In entirety, he found himself able to "level up" like he could in games from his own world. He could use crazy Magic that shouldn't exist and had skill levels for various abilities that granted him expertise in all manner of areas.
He was very satisfied with the deal he made.
The person who entered the room was a woman who was obviously in the later stages of pregnancy. She was one his dozens of wives that he had taken since he came here. She was one of the former princesses of the Kingdom and she was about to give him her third child.
She still looked stunning, even after getting pregnant with her third child. She was wearing a light blue dress and had necklaces around her neck. When combined with her fair hair, slender proportions, even with the baby bump on her, she could still be called beautiful. Reeve had no idea how she managed to do that.
In total, he already had thirty children. He still wanted more, from women that weren't his yet.
The woman walked over to the desk and gave him a doting, affectionate look. He immediately grinned sadistically in his head at how much she had changed once he Enslaved her. He didn't show it though. Instead, he asked, "How are you doing, Atraia?"
"I am doing fine, my King." When they were alone or with his other wives, he had commanded her and all of the women serving him to call him King. After all, he would soon be the King when he killed the current King.
Why should he serve under such a weak man? He didn't see the point in letting such a disgrace continue. He was just biding his time and was getting ready to act soon.
"That is good. Now, why have you come here?"
"I have brought news from the scouts of the army. They were unable to find any trace of the Massacre Queen even on the Outer Isles."
Reeve frowned at that news. "I see," he said while waving his hand in a dismissive manner, "You are dismissed then. Go and rest until you give me my next child."
Atraia bowed as best as she could before she turned and walked out of the room.
Reeve sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head.
"Just where did she go," he asked the air around him.
He had forty two wives so far. But he didn't think that was enough. He had a wife from every noble house in the Kingdom. He also took several female knights and a couple female generals to be his as well. He even took both princesses of the Kingdom and five holy women to be his. Each one of them had their own charm. Each one of them didn't want to get married to him.
Not even the King was allowed to have multiple wives. However, with the backing of the Holy Church, he was able to get special permission. The Pope had claimed that it would be invaluable to the Rebanon Kingdom for him to spread his seed wherever he could. He still couldn't help but laugh at that foolish idiot for letting him get away with it.
The third wife he took was the Popes own daughter.
But he didn't care. He enslaved every single one of them with his Magic. Their bodies suited his wide tastes and he found it completely acceptable to abuse his powers in this way.
He had done this before, back when that creature summoned him. He would enslave women of that world and use them as outlets for his desires and nothing more. He had even planned to enslave the creature itself but he was caught before then and the contract was severed.
Ever since then, he had become unable to "Level Up" but he still kept all of the power he had gained. When he was summoned to this world he thought he couldn't have been luckier. He had already been summoned to a game-like world and now he was in a fantasy world where his powers reigned supreme.
There was just one sore spot in his conquest so far.
The Massacre Queen was nowhere to be found.
He really wanted that Tentacle Magic wielding silver-haired loli to serve him in bed. He also wanted her to violate most of his harem just so he could watch. After he watched her do that, he would then ravage her. Even now, just thinking about, caused a heat to spread in his abdomen.
His Enslavement Magic didn't take effect on Altair. There wasn't enough time before she vanished without a trace. However, she didn't get out completely free. He could sense that there was still a connection between him and her. So he knew she wasn't dead.
He knew the connection would show him where she was if she was within his detection range. Whenever she decided to show back up he would welcome her with open arms. After all, she was destined to be one of his many women.
"Sir," the female knight behind him said, "When will it be my turn to give you children?"
Reeve looked over his shoulder at her and didn't even attempt to hide his lust-filled gaze as it drifted over her body.
The woman didn't seem to mind as she attempted to stick her chest out more within her armor. It failed, because armor doesn't bend that way without breaking, but it didn't stop her attempts regardless.
A smile crept to his face as he said, "How many children will you give me, Relina?"
She smiled brightly as she hurriedly replied, "As many as you wish. At least ten!"
The smile on his face turned sadistic as he asked, "Even though I raped you in front of your family before killing all of them?"
She nodded enthusiastically, "Of course! Anything for you, my King!"
He chuckled loudly as he recalled what he did. He thoroughly enjoyed that night of debauchery. At the time, shaming her gave him no end of excitement. It didn't matter how bad she cried and pleaded. It didn't matter that her family was watching in horror. It didn't matter that the priests around him were begging him to stop.
He killed all the witnesses to keep the secret and Enslaved the woman afterwards. He still planned many humiliating and shameful things to do to her but he hadn't had the time yet.
But not seemed like a good opportunity to do so. He didn't have anything else to do at the moment.
He stood to his feet and started approaching her when he heard a beeping noise coming from his mind.
His eye twitched immediately as he made a few motions in the air and brought up the explored map of the continent. On the map, far to the south of the capital, was a single red dot.
Reeve's eyes widened in surprise as his heart thumped with excitement. The heat in his abdomen grew to be nearly unbearable as he read the name above the red dot: The Massacre Queen.
Within the capital of the Rebanon Kingdom, a man sat at a desk looking over a piece of paper. He was dressed in the most recent fashion of the capital as his legs were kicked up on the desk before him while reclining in his chair. His black hair was tied up behind his head and his black eyes with his stoic expression made him look cold, yet handsome. His body wasn't overly bulky, but instead was well toned and obvious even through his clothes.This man was the one the Rebanon Kingdom summoned years ago, known as God's Hero. He had been granted title and land by the King and was as famous, if not more, than the Pope of the Holy Church. He had picked a new name for himself ever since he came to this world. Now he was known as Reeve.The King had granted him a noble title, which he gladly accepted. He then made his own crest for it, a phoenix. He didn't know everything that a phoenix meant and only used the thought that it could be reborn as the purpose for it. After all, when he got summoned here, he sure felt like it was his chance to be reborn. That was why he changed his name to something he thought was more impressive sounding.He wasn't alone in the room. There was a blonde haired women, dressed entirely in plated armor and standing at attention behind him. Upon her armor was the crest of a flaming bird. Her body was well toned and she looked like a heroic woman. Occasionally, she would look at Reeve with eyes filled with love.This wasn't the first time Reeve was summoned to a new world. He had been summoned once before by a strange creature that could change into any shape and gender it wished. That creature preferred to take on female appearances and acted, mostly, like a girl. But, Reeve couldn't be certain about its true gender.When that creature summoned Reeve it offered him a simple deal. He would serve and protect the creature when the creature called upon him. In exchange, he would gain power at a rapid rate.Reeve thought it was too good to be true but he still signed the contract after reviewing it in its entirety.Immediately after he signed it, he was able to see things that others couldn't.He looked up from his chair and his eyes drifted to the upper right of his head. There, in his mind, he could see transparent map that showed the environment and people moving in his vicinity. A yellow dot was approaching his room and he sat up in his chair, placing the paper he was looking at back on the desk.That was just one of the things that he had gotten from that creature. In entirety, he found himself able to "level up" like he could in games from his own world. He could use crazy Magic that shouldn't exist and had skill levels for various abilities that granted him expertise in all manner of areas.He was very satisfied with the deal he made.The person who entered the room was a woman who was obviously in the later stages of pregnancy. She was one his dozens of wives that he had taken since he came here. She was one of the former princesses of the Kingdom and she was about to give him her third child.She still looked stunning, even after getting pregnant with her third child. She was wearing a light blue dress and had necklaces around her neck. When combined with her fair hair, slender proportions, even with the baby bump on her, she could still be called beautiful. Reeve had no idea how she managed to do that.In total, he already had thirty children. He still wanted more, from women that weren't his yet.The woman walked over to the desk and gave him a doting, affectionate look. He immediately grinned sadistically in his head at how much she had changed once he Enslaved her. He didn't show it though. Instead, he asked, "How are you doing, Atraia?""I am doing fine, my King." When they were alone or with his other wives, he had commanded her and all of the women serving him to call him King. After all, he would soon be the King when he killed the current King.Why should he serve under such a weak man? He didn't see the point in letting such a disgrace continue. He was just biding his time and was getting ready to act soon."That is good. Now, why have you come here?""I have brought news from the scouts of the army. They were unable to find any trace of the Massacre Queen even on the Outer Isles."Reeve frowned at that news. "I see," he said while waving his hand in a dismissive manner, "You are dismissed then. Go and rest until you give me my next child."Atraia bowed as best as she could before she turned and walked out of the room.Reeve sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head."Just where did she go," he asked the air around him.He had forty two wives so far. But he didn't think that was enough. He had a wife from every noble house in the Kingdom. He also took several female knights and a couple female generals to be his as well. He even took both princesses of the Kingdom and five holy women to be his. Each one of them had their own charm. Each one of them didn't want to get married to him.Not even the King was allowed to have multiple wives. However, with the backing of the Holy Church, he was able to get special permission. The Pope had claimed that it would be invaluable to the Rebanon Kingdom for him to spread his seed wherever he could. He still couldn't help but laugh at that foolish idiot for letting him get away with it.The third wife he took was the Popes own daughter.But he didn't care. He enslaved every single one of them with his Magic. Their bodies suited his wide tastes and he found it completely acceptable to abuse his powers in this way.He had done this before, back when that creature summoned him. He would enslave women of that world and use them as outlets for his desires and nothing more. He had even planned to enslave the creature itself but he was caught before then and the contract was severed.Ever since then, he had become unable to "Level Up" but he still kept all of the power he had gained. When he was summoned to this world he thought he couldn't have been luckier. He had already been summoned to a game-like world and now he was in a fantasy world where his powers reigned supreme.There was just one sore spot in his conquest so far.The Massacre Queen was nowhere to be found.He really wanted that Tentacle Magic wielding silver-haired loli to serve him in bed. He also wanted her to violate most of his harem just so he could watch. After he watched her do that, he would then ravage her. Even now, just thinking about, caused a heat to spread in his abdomen.His Enslavement Magic didn't take effect on Altair. There wasn't enough time before she vanished without a trace. However, she didn't get out completely free. He could sense that there was still a connection between him and her. So he knew she wasn't dead.He knew the connection would show him where she was if she was within his detection range. Whenever she decided to show back up he would welcome her with open arms. After all, she was destined to be one of his many women."Sir," the female knight behind him said, "When will it be my turn to give you children?"Reeve looked over his shoulder at her and didn't even attempt to hide his lust-filled gaze as it drifted over her body.The woman didn't seem to mind as she attempted to stick her chest out more within her armor. It failed, because armor doesn't bend that way without breaking, but it didn't stop her attempts regardless.A smile crept to his face as he said, "How many children will you give me, Relina?"She smiled brightly as she hurriedly replied, "As many as you wish. At least ten!"The smile on his face turned sadistic as he asked, "Even though I raped you in front of your family before killing all of them?"She nodded enthusiastically, "Of course! Anything for you, my King!"He chuckled loudly as he recalled what he did. He thoroughly enjoyed that night of debauchery. At the time, shaming her gave him no end of excitement. It didn't matter how bad she cried and pleaded. It didn't matter that her family was watching in horror. It didn't matter that the priests around him were begging him to stop.He killed all the witnesses to keep the secret and Enslaved the woman afterwards. He still planned many humiliating and shameful things to do to her but he hadn't had the time yet.But not seemed like a good opportunity to do so. He didn't have anything else to do at the moment.He stood to his feet and started approaching her when he heard a beeping noise coming from his mind.His eye twitched immediately as he made a few motions in the air and brought up the explored map of the continent. On the map, far to the south of the capital, was a single red dot.Reeve's eyes widened in surprise as his heart thumped with excitement. The heat in his abdomen grew to be nearly unbearable as he read the name above the red dot: The Massacre Queen.
