3 This Boy isn't a King!

Johann also took the staff in the mans hand and whistled as he left the room. As he exited the bathroom he was in, a few men were staring at him oddly.

"Yoouuu, you aren't not Myles Van Wintergarden!" The old eunich belted out his words.

"Ha... no, but I am even better! I killed him so I am the rightful owner to the throne!"

There was also an audience and they gasped. "You, you killed the mighty Wintergarden! Guards, put a robe on this mans back and take him to his harem to get inaugurated. Such a young king is comparable to sir Wintergarden! Yes, and make sure they are all virgins!"

Johann Loan couldn't help think his father indeed chose a perfect world. His entire royal room was made of gold trimmings, and it smelled like summer. When he died, it was winter, and he hated that shit. So, at least now, he could enjoy the weather.

"Hmph, well, take me to my harem! I need to fill up my virgin system.... hurry!"

His eunich giggled before he sent the guards into the bathroom. "Yes... we'll take care of you... It may even be to die for..."

Johann seemed completely fine with that response. "Sure, yes, after you fatty!"

The eunich seemed a tiny bit upset and growled underneath his slippery fat skin. "Heh... yes, follow me."

....

Johann took a minute to arrive in front of the harem doors.

When the doors were opened, roughly 1500 virgins were washing each other's backs, and smiling at him.

The eunich could only push him inside before he smiled at the girls.

"Girls, please take care of the new king. I want you to tire him out! That means all of you... without backing down, please him until he dies!"

The girl with the biggest breasts in the room giggled before she walked up to him. She saw his pants and pointed her finger forward.

"Girls, what are you doing! This is a rare inauguration. Please, strip this king of his robes, and don him with your bodies."

She felt ashamed they were so slow to act. After all, a king was in the room, and he was in a harem no less.

At this time, the Eunich went to go to his knights chamber in order to plan to kill this faker. After all, the boy might survive his 1500 girl harem, but that would be unlikely.

Whats more he was doing him a favor. He was wasting 1500 pure girls that were meant for the son's king. Actually, there was no rule saying a boy could be a king just because the king died. Usually it would go to the son!

"Well, have fun with the girls, I'm sure they'll be exactly what you wanted."

Johann Loan waved the man away. "Yes, thank you squire. Please take your fat self out of here so your master can gain some levels."

The man had no idea what Johann was talking about but rolled on out of the room.

"Well, girls! I want you all to line up in order from smallest to tallest. Don't make daddy work hard for his experience!"

The girls could only sigh before Johann lingered in front of his first subject. She was roughly five feet five with pearl skin, and she was shimmering in front of him ready to be mounted.

"I'm eighteen years old sir, and was called here to save my family. Anything you desire, is my blessing."

Johann Loan once again thanked his father. "Uhm, yes! Yes, lets start with you. Turn around and let me examine you."

The girl obediently nodded her head and turned around flicking her amber hair.