Harem Tournament of Champions

Chapter 125 Why Would I Reject This? °

[Slightly R-18]

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Wae peered out, a brow raised at the numerous praise coming from some older men and women below while waving their pieces of meat, bread, or clutching a bowl of soup they had been given on behalf of the Lychief.

Taking a step back, Wae used his hand to wipe down his face as he laughed at the weird turn of events in his favor.

'Accountability, huh?' He muttered to himself.

Before Vanas could even comment on what had transpired, he pointed an accusing finger at him. "I would like you to shut up just this once."

Vanas raised his hands in surrender, "does it look like I care about this petty shit?"

Draegul had a smile, patting Wae on the shoulder, "good luck with the attention."

Giving a knock on the door, he waited till it opened up and stepped out without another word.

The other tribal chiefs stood for a while before Mich rushed out in a hurry, taking the opportunity of an escape to get back to his territory.

Kenna was his utmost priority and the answers that led up to her strange blackout.

Wae looked at the rest, expecting they would leave just like the rest.

Vanas scoffed and dusted his coat and adjusted his raised collar and transformed into a bat, flying out of the window.

Flapping his wings, he paused and looked back at Wae, "that was some good food, I hope more explodes."

"Why you!" Wae hissed and had his hand clenched to his side, almost tempted to throw anything within his reach.

Whoosh!

He flew at top speed with red streaks trailing behind him.

"It was fun." Aster glanced at the sliced table and snickered before leaving with the others following behind him.

Wae pulled on one of the chairs and sat down, reminiscing on all that had happened in such a rush.

"All praise to our Lychief Wae!"

"We are saved from starvation!"

'Shit!' Wae pinched the bridge of his nose and glared out the window.

This wasn't part of his plans, he needed their hate and not an appraisal, or how else could he channel all of their hate to good use?

"I will find another way!" He vowed with a burning rage staring into nothingness.

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In Hisha's room,

Laying flat on the bed and staring at the ceiling, Hisha had his hand behind him with a smile.

Sigh!

[You had a wonderful time, right, host?]

'Did you see the look on their faces?!' Hisha beamed with enthusiastic energy.

'My stats, I'd like to see the shitty Sux!' He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

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[Name: Lord Hisha]

[Level: 1006]

[Height: 185cm]

[Position: Supreme Overlord]

[Ability: Replicate]

[Sux: 340/1000]

[Meretrix: 2]

[Points: 81000]

[Exp: 54]

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Sitting up, he placed his hands on his thighs, clutching to his chest.

Grimacing at the feeling, sweat drops formed on the side of his face and his mouth watered.

'What's going on, HTC?'

[You have been so distracted by other activities that your body craves some sexual release]

'Lord Hisha, your body is strangely compelling, is this your desire or mine?' He sneered at the thought of his body still reacting to what it had been used to.

[Well it is your body now, host!]

HTC deadpanned, ruining the moment of self-denial Hisha was going through.

There was no justifying that he was gradually becoming more of a lustful ruler just like the previous host–if not worse in the future.

'Thanks for the reminder.' Hisha sarcastically replied, rolling his eyes and breathing out to calm his thoughts and try fighting them.

[You don't want to get the opportunity to have some fun with another set of meretrix?]

HTC was more than stunned at its host's effort to counter his urges.

Hisha took a handful of the bedsheet, feeling overwhelmed by his desire, his green eyes fluctuating occasionally.

[Until you can surpass the lustful desire stats, there's no way of countering what you are meant to be glad for]

Hisha chuckled amidst his struggle, as much as he wanted to counter it and have it with only those who had won in the tournament, he exhaled and nodded his head in defeat.

'That can be arranged.' Hisha shook his head and got to his feet in a hurry.

His fists clenched beside him and his teeth gritting before getting his acts together.

It was about time he checked out those he could utilize in meretrix-03.

'When I can control this, I will have some talking with the original host.'

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In meretrix-03,

Opening the door to a knock, Hei took several steps back in awe at the one who had knocked.

"Who is it?!"

Hei felt a tug on her lace nightdress, pushed aside.

"How could you open the door without knowing who–"

Hisha stepped into the room, having a good look at the lady who had a floating '[Meretrix 03-9]'.

Raising his chin with pride, he smirked at the smitten lady who had a facemask smeared on her face and a white towel wrapped around her hair like a turban.

'They have this sort of beauty treatment here too?'

[Does this look like the prehistoric era, host?]

'Tsk, you're no fun.'

Her face was heated in embarrassment, blowing at her face, and walked back to her chair to which she had been facing a mirror.

The moment she sat down, she had her hand covering her face to obstruct his attention on her.

'Why now! He saw me like this!' She thought in a panic, muttering incoherent words whilst her heart was pounding like crazy.

Hisha smiled at how cute her action was, his aim was now focused on her.

"Welcome to our room, my lord!" They all chorused with a slight bow.

[Meretrix: 14]

With a light nod in their favor, he walked up to Meretrix 03-9, stretching out his hands to her.

She had not noticed at first until she raised her head to the side remarks from the others on how lucky she had gotten to attract their overlord.

"My lord?" She timidly responds, unsure if she could take his hand with a face like hers.

[Exp+1]

'Ha! I still got it!' Hisha had a smirk, taking the initiative to pull her up and in his arms.

Making a swipe movement over her face, the facemask dissolved and vanished as though it was never applied.

Pulling off the towel on her head, her purple hair flowed behind her, causing her to shiver under his grasp at how easy it was for him to have his way with her without a word.

This made him realize how beautiful she looked with her porcelain skin and sea-green eyes staring back at him.

His gaze was fixated on her pink lips which had him biting down on his bottom lips.

The sexual tension in the air permeated as the rest watched the two, wondering how this was going to play out.

Hei could remember what Darcia had told her in the bathhouse, how he had managed to handle all fourteen meretrix in 02.

'Is this the time she was speaking of?' She wondered as she found herself groping her left breast as Darcia had explained.

Dirty thoughts suddenly crossed her mind as she watched Hisha pull Reina in for a kiss.

[Exp+3]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

...

Ding!

[Exp: 69]

[Level up!]

[Exp+1]

[Exp+1]

Slipping down Reina's loose strap, she moaned into his mouth, pushing her bust against his chest, and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Hisha held the urge to groan in pleasure when he felt a hand stroke him from the side.

Taking a quick peek at who had managed to get so close to him and stroke him, he was able to tell she was Hei–the very female he had handed Darcia over after screwing her over.

Her shy gaze at the time had all crumbled and was replaced with a sultry gaze the moment they locked eyes once he broke off from the kiss.

Her hands grabbed onto her breasts, kneading them to entice and draw him to her.

The others joined in, eagerly stripping. No one wanted to lose out on an opportunity to have a taste of what their overlord could do.

The news of his prowess had spread among other meretrixs with some having been present at the time while Darcia had bragged to the rest in the bathhouse or the fact that even Darcia had passed out due to having a one-on-one time with Hisha.

'My! My! Why so eager?' Hisha looked around him at the number of ladies reaching for his pants and some caressing his bare chest and pressing onto him.

'I was wrong, HTC! Why the heck would I want to reject any of this?!' Hisha admitted.

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