Harem Tournament of Champions

Chapter 11 A Succubus Desire

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Hisha let out a sigh of relief the moment the tribal chiefs were out of his sight.

Easing his posture, Kritz fell face down to his lord. "I apologize for the trouble I had caused you, my lord. I had failed to shield you from trouble."

Hisha's lips curved upwards into a smile. "Don't look so down, it was fun to use a bit of my ability on those sneaky foxes."

Kritz raised his head at the sound of his lord's laughter, with his mouth gaping open in shock at the strange sight.

'Fuck, goddamnit! Was I meant to be cheery?' Hisha cursed on the slip he had made.

[Relax host, you are meant to laugh or smile at your jurisdiction. Kritz hasn't seen 'you' smile in ages]

Hisha raised a brow to the words. "You may get up, only those who go against me should stoop so low."

For the first time, Kritz had a big genuine smile on his lips, getting to his feet and giving a slight bow. "Benevolent Lord, I thank you for returning to your usual self."

'What the heck previously happened to this body?' Hisha asked curiously.

[Lord Hisha had been so gullible and carefree due to his immortality and power that he believed everything the tribal chiefs dished out and not plan, nor did he take to mind what his attendant–Kritz had tried to warn him about]

Hisha's eyes closed the moment he had heard the words of HTC. Even though he wasn't the one who had done such acts, he suddenly felt stupidity wash over him and guilt for treating poorly the one person who had his well-being in mind.

Kritz blinked several times as he watched his master close his eyes in thought to what he had just said.

Opening his eyes, he cast a gaze at the dead merfolk tribal chief. "Discard the trash, it reeks of fish in here." He sneered.

"As you wish, my lord," Kritz said with a smile. "A splendid guest would be arriving today."

'Another unknown? How many am I meant to meet with?' Hisha whined in his thoughts, his lips pursed in disappointment.

[An overlord's job is not a fun one sometimes. But you would like this one]

Hisha's interest was piqued by the promise of HTC. If this sadistic system could assure him of this fact, he would take its word for it.

"Very well, I would look forward to it." Hisha smiled and threw his leg onto the left armrest.

***

In the outlands,

With a population of 6,000,000 creatures consisting of beasts or humanoids and a minute number of 560,000 humans.

Bordered by a mountain to the North, desertland to the South, woodlands to the East, and a glacier to the West.

Straton itself is mainly covered in shallow lakes and has a polar climate, which has led to a packed population, despite the number of people, which means most of them live in other parts of Kurg.

The citizens of Straton are naturally unreceptive towards foreigners and tend to welcome them with disinterest. They feel foreigners could thwart the land's well-being.

They had naturally gone about their businesses, up until an approaching figure stepped into the busy street of Straton.

Gasp!

The citizens let out a collective gasp at an approaching beautiful foreign female walking towards the citadel.

This beautiful lady with long, black hair and yellow pupils, looked up at the vast gate with colossal metal doors, a drawbridge, and hot oil pots that offered a warm haven within these cold, isolated lands.

"Perfect." The corner of her lips raised in a smirk.

Walking towards the drawbridge, she spoke out before the guards stationed at their posts could question.

"I, Alta, request to be in the presence of lord Hisha as planned." Her melodious voice called out to them.

Nodding their heads to the female below, the wooden door was covered with a black energy which slowly pulled down the draw bridge to allow her access.

***

Creak!

Hisha's attention was drawn to the Metaes opening the door to let a female in.

[The guest has arrived]

'Let me guess, she's here for some important discussion?' Hisha grimaced, his gaze following her every approaching step towards his throne.

HTC laughed at his words, then followed the guest's character status.

[Name: Alta Sus]

[Height: 170cm]

[Position: Demoness–Succubus]

Being a succubus, Alta has the appearance between a demoness and a fallen angel with two pairs of black wings and white horns. She wears a white long double-thigh split dress that stopped at her hip held by a gold belt fastened on her slender waist.

A plunging neckline that reveals a voluptuous mound of fair flesh jiggled and she swayed her hips as she walked up the dais with her black open-toed heeled sandals that made a clip-clop sound.

Hisha's heart thumped with her unrestricted approach.

'Is she part of my harem?' Hisha gulped at the prospect.

[...]

HTC refused to respond, not until she was able to choose what side she was on.

'HTC?!' Hisha hissed to the system, hoping to get some sort of response, but got none in the end.

He had to look towards Kritz, who showed no form of hostility towards her, instead, a smile only grew to the imminent approach to his lord.

'She's good?' Hisha questions with a raise of his brow.

[That's for me to know, and for you to find out]

HTC snickered in Hisha's thoughts, equally curious to see whose side she was on.

Alta's glowing yellow eyes burned with desire as she spoke, "Lord Hisha, we finally meet." her melodious voice graced Hisha's ears.

Kritz cleared his throat, hiding the mischievous grin. "I would excuse you two, my lord." He said before dashing out.

Going down on her knees and getting a comfortable spot to sit, she placed her head on his lap, letting out a faint humming sound as she took a nap.

[Exp: 50]

Hisha felt a surge of energy course through him, causing him to jerk slightly in response.

'What the heck was that?!' Hisha panicked, feeling at ease the moment the surge stopped coursing through his body.

[Congratulations host, you have formed a bond with your succubus. The greater the desire she has for you, the stronger you become]

'That was a huge exp point given by just one female.' Hisha exclaimed in his thoughts, instinctively stroking her silky hair.

[Her desire for you is far greater than the rest of your harem but at a cost]

HTC replied vaguely.

'What cost?' Hisha stared down at Alta.