Harem Tournament of Champions

Chapter 53 Get Out Of My Room

"Lord Hisha." Loid beamed with joy upon seeing his lord, but all that was thrown under the carpet at the sight of Kritz and two of his harem members.

Being briefed about his actions while in a frenzy, Kritz looked down, guilt-stricken and rubbing the side of his arm.

Loid had been silent all the while as his eyes followed Kritz, hoping all traces of his dangerous tendencies were gone.

"Are you alright?" Gad coughed out and had a strained smile the moment he managed to open his eyes.

He was placed on the saddle of his horse and his face on the neck of the horse.

A white outline of Sux created by Loid held him in place.

Loid's mood elevated at the improvement. "You're awake!"

Trying to raise his head to take a better look at Loid, he was forced down and a shake of Loid's head to show he wasn't going to let him strain himself in any way.

"Were you expecting me dead?" Gad tried to play off his situation.

"With broken ribs and a fractured skull, hmm what do you think?!" Loid retorted.

'You're fortunate that my ability deals majorly with bones.'

He could recall using the max of his ability in repairing every fracture and broken bone before it reached a critical period.

Hisha walked up to his horse, "how are you, Twilaet?"

Neigh!

His horse swayed its tail and hit its hooves on the floor in excitement.

"Yes I know, you want to leave this forsaken place," Hisha whispered and brushed its mane.

Using the stirrup to climb onto the saddle.

Speaking to Loid, he ordered him to keep watch of Had and sent them ahead so they could get some rest after what they had gone through.

With a nod, Loid led Gad's horse forward with a light hit of his whip.

Clip!

Clop!

Watching the two go ahead, he looked over to Kritz who had climbed on his horse but then Solara and Alta stood and stared back at him.

"How did you two get here?" Hisha inquired, suddenly curious about how they had been able to track him.

"We flew," Alta spoke on their behalf, giggling.

The sight of the two getting along was a little unsettling, yet a part of him was glad they weren't at each other's throats while outside the arena.

"Flew?" Hisha frowned as soon as he comprehended what was said.

It was possible for Alta to easily fly around, but Solara?

Materializing into her race's form of a bright yellow flammable 12 meters Avira with broad wings once spread.

'A bird, she turns into a Phoenix sorta animal.' Hisha deadpanned as he stared at her beast form.

It all began to make sense why she had the blaze ability.

[Very fitting, isn't it, host?]

Ignoring the taunts by his system, he nodded in approval and told the both of them to wait for his arrival at the citadel's gate.

Alta looked at her side and had a mischievous smirk. "Race you there!"

A gust of wind blew back Hisha's hair when he saw the two take flight and dash with great speed in the said direction.

"Typical." Hisha chuckled and looked behind him and at Kritz.

"We have to get back before something is set on fire."

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In the hallway of the citadel,

Hisha held the broken arrow he had recovered from the forest, thinking about who had given out his location.

Stopping at a wooden door, he placed his palm on it and the lock opened. Having the arrow hovering above him.

Getting in, he was quick in grabbing the wrist of Pesa.

The glint of a knife flashed before him and he had a mischievous smirk. "You would waste good cutleries on your petty assassination?"

Pulling out the knife from her hand, he threw it into the corner of the room and let her go.

"Get out of my room!" She screamed in rage at his presence.

Her hands covered up her cleavage, feeling self-conscious.

'I wasn't even looking at you with perversion!' Hisha deadpanned, displeased with how she viewed him.

[You are a lustful ruler, did you think this fact isn't known?]

'Shut it!' Hisha hissed, suddenly disgusted by the title his original host had left behind.

Since his stay in the citadel, he had only had sex with Alta because it was a method he had gotten to keep a hold on and satisfy her, venting out a bit of his sexual frustration was also a driving force since she had no problem with that and was confirmed by his system for a bond.

The rest, he would thread carefully on how he would engage since some would be let off during the tournament and no bond had been established.

"I had put you in here to personally keep an eye on you." Hisha reminded, his eyes glowed, ready to use his telekinetic binding on her.

Raising her and pushing her onto her bed, he climbed over her. His hand grabbed her throat. "Why do you try to make me seem bad? You were the one who had made a futile approach to killing me."

Pesa glared at him and struggled with his hold on her. "You're a monster!"

'Alas, it has been said.' Hisha had a twisted smile.

He had dubious thoughts crossing his mind on what he could have done to punish her. Reluctantly, he let go of her throat and got off her.

Deactivating his ability, he let out a sigh and his voice turned cold, "I don't need your confirmation to know."

"You do have a motive for joining my harem and if it means becoming the monster you so want me to be, I would gladly do so." Hisha finalized and turned around, making his way to the door.

Pesa stared at his back and felt a lump in her throat. While he was over her, she had expected him to forcefully have his way on her, but him pulling away was something strange after what she had done and said to him.

'Why?' She gritted her teeth, unwilling to come to terms with his strange actions.

"Why did you come in here?!" She blurted out in curiosity.

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