My interracial harem of beautiful queens

Chapter 227 Alexander

Chapter 227 Alexander

?Today, two additional chapters were supposed to be released, but I had to postpone it until tomorrow due to poor health. I apologize!

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The chambermaid didn't hesitate to take his hand and press her chest against his left arm.

"Master... can you spare some time for me after the meeting?" Suddenly, Chloe said with a seductive smile, licking her lips. She looked at him with a pleading gaze and rubbed her backside against his firm part, saying, "Please~."

Adam smiled and patted her on the head. "Of course."

He chuckled and pinched her cheek before moving forward and entering the room. Chloe stood there, a bit embarrassed and joyful. She giggled and went back to work.

***

A knock was heard. Adam successfully marked the contract, thereby confirming all the conditions and what the substitute must do. He smiled at the man sitting in front of him and nodded, "Now you're Mayor Sedyon. The salary, budget, and everything else are known to you. In a few days, I'll start moving, and you'll settle in after some minor renovations, understood?"

"Yes, sir..."

The substitute's name was Karis, an ordinary man with talent in management and arithmetic. He was primarily chosen to cover Adam's activities and gradually divert attention from him since his name had become too loud lately, hindering his work, mainly related to crime.

Moreover, now he could devote more time to new plans rather than focusing on a small town. The man didn't want his creation to become his chains, which is why the decision was made to transfer control to another person. And so, shaking hands, the men parted ways.

An hour later, the girls began to wake up, and Adam called Ekaterina and Amarantha to him. They looked very similar if you covered Amarantha's elven ears. He smiled and greeted them, entering the room with stacks of papers.

"Good morning... well, it's already two in the afternoon. You slept so soundly that even the noise from the construction didn't wake you," Adam said with a smirk, flopping into a chair and placing the stack of papers on the coffee table. He patted the surface of the papers and explained, "These are important documents with the most necessary information. Also, there's a plan for our city and other important classified information that shouldn't fall into the wrong hands. Check them and divide them into groups, and then I'll keep them with me."

"Okay..." Amarantha said and nodded. She took some papers for herself and handed the rest to Ekaterina. The woman looked at Adam and grinned, "Why are you so happy? Did something happen?"

"No... I just recently tested my strength, and frankly, I was stunned. I killed quite a few demonic beasts with just one blow," Adam mumbled and laughed, clapping his knee, "It's an amazing feeling!"

"Hehe... don't be too overjoyed. It's not even halfway through the practice," Amarantha reminded him.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks for caring about me."

Adam leaned back in the chair and sighed. A few days earlier, he had tested his strength and was stunned by how powerful he had become. However, it was not without its problems. The system space now looked somewhat gloomy—the grass had turned yellow, flowers had withered, and the functions were glitching as if a virus had slipped into the network.

Undoubtedly, the events in Hades played a significant role. Adam felt that the malfunctioning system in Hades had a special connection that could lead him to unravel the mystery of the system itself.

He had long wondered—what was it? A system that freely helped you achieve your goals and gain power but had imposed a class on you and now seemed to lead you somewhere unclear, where it was uncertain—dangerous or safe. All that remained was to wait and try to decipher the puzzle.

"Besides, my strength has been slightly reduced again. It's strongly felt when I reach a new level..." Adam thought, furrowing his brows. He propped his chin with his hand and sighed, complaining in his thoughts, "I can't understand the logic of the system. If it's designed to give me special power, why does it block other possibilities for development? It's not a video game with a specific script that's hard to deviate from."

However, there were no answers to his questions.

***

Click. Click.

"Shit..! This thing isn't working again. I gave my lighter for replacement, and now I have to walk around with this damn thing! Can Branks Company make any quality products at all?"

Adam was in a small bar located at the very end of the capital of Avalonia. He sat at the bar and held a glass of wine, occasionally swirling his hand in a circular motion, thus stirring the wine in the glass. Next to him sat a man—he was tall, not particularly attractive, with scars on his face and a barely visible mouth covered by a thick beard.

"Alexander, it's time for you to shave," Adam commented on his acquaintance's appearance and shook his head, feeling a slight irritation. He added, "And also, get rid of your habit of spending evenings in such cheap places. The wine here tastes like apple juice mixed with donkey urine."

"You don't understand anything!"

Alexander, busy shaking the lighter in the hope of lighting a cigarette, snorted and tossed the lighter aside, turning his gaze to Adam. He grinned at him, finally opening his mouth and revealing yellowed teeth. In his appearance, he no longer looked elegant and, at the very least, tidy.

Adam knew the reason for such behavior. About a week ago, he was officially expelled from his own family and demoted to the rank of a knight. It all happened because, during the demon attack, he did not respond at all to orders to go into battle and kill demons. This dissatisfaction among officials led to his dismissal during Queen Elizabeth's absence.

Now he had no desire to do anything or achieve heights. For Alexander, everything became dull, and everything around him seemed gloomy. The only places where he could enjoy himself even a little were bars and nightclubs.

This somewhat disappointed Adam, who had high hopes for him. However, considering that the man himself did not particularly want to move forward, he could not provide him with a new job.

"Damn, life like this is not bad. You don't think about formalities, don't worry about managing lands, and no one buzzes in your ear," Alexander said with a loud laugh, patting Adam on the shoulder and asking, "Well, maybe you'll also give up everything, and we'll enjoy life together? You've accumulated so much money that even after a hundred years, there'll still be plenty!"

"Hahaha, no, thanks. I don't particularly like indulging in leisure. Besides, I'm inherently very greedy," Adam replied, setting aside the wine glass and smiling. "I have many goals and desires that I must satisfy. I can't just drop everything and spend time in bars, you know?"

"Ah, you! If only you knew what you're missing, man... but, as my grandfather used to say—do what your soul commands, or else you'll live a shitty life! Hahaha!"

"Your grandfather was wise."

The two men laughed and returned to their usual conversations, avoiding personal topics. For them, it was a time when they could relax a bit from their responsibilities. Adam also wanted to spend time with his, perhaps, only male friend. With this guy, who despite his title was a carefree and extremely rude person at times.

However, he remained his friend, who could at any moment say, "Damn, it's too boring, let's go have fun," and lead him to some brothel, and then go on a hunt together. Such moments were missing for his peace of mind.

But Adam's goal was somewhat different. He suddenly fell silent and sighed, looking at Alexander, peering into his drunken eyes.

"Alexander, I think you understand why I'm here. I need to know your answer."

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The man did not respond, only shook his head, putting aside the beer bottle. He looked somewhat tense, and it was evident from his face that he did not particularly want to answer this question.

The thing was that Adam wanted to create a special group as soon as possible, which would be under his command to carry out various orders, mostly focused on assassinations and long expedition missions. Unfortunately, he lacked a worthy leader, so he turned to his friend, who had recently lost his main place of residence.

"Don't rush. I'll wait a week and hope to hear your answer," Adam said and stood up, leaving the bar.

«Yes, alright...»

Alexander nodded and took a sip of beer, looking somewhat lost.

***

The nighttime city refused to go to sleep. Even at two in the morning, the streets were crowded with people having fun at this late hour. Regular shops were already closed, but bars and brothels were thriving. However, there were no casinos or other gambling houses because they used to be the bases for criminal leaders.

"Well, on the one hand, it's good that there's no casino here. More customers for Sedyon, haha," Adam thought and smiled, surveying the city. "Come to think of it, I haven't strolled through the capital for a long time. Well, it's understandable, considering how busy I was with all the crap that happened to me during this time."

He decided to visit the headquarters of his company first, which was already functioning well and bringing in profits. Fortunately, at some point, the Brunks Company stopped bothering them, and now it was in a strange silence. Although it was a bit unnerving, it still provided a small break for the exhausted employees from their demanding work.

"What a beautiful building it is!"

To be continued...