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Elf Harem: Conquering My Seven Wives and their Deadly Sins

"—A world of nothing but those who tremble before your power, everything will bend to your will. All will kneel before you. Wouldn't you like that?" Born a half devil, son to a king, yet forced to serve the church for fifteen years as a slave knight because of his mother's hidden origins. Betrayed and thrown to the wolves by his brothers in arms, stabbing his back with the same swords they swore oaths together with. In his dying moments, he wished to live. A witch heard his call. Out of fate, or maybe her curiosity, she cast magic to release his hidden bloodline, releasing a devil upon the world again. Her name was Medea. She was the witch of greed and his future mentor and master, as he awakens as a Warlock. More talented than she could imagine, he learns of his true role in the world as his bloodline strengthens. To dominate the seven sins, he should rule over them to avoid humans once again touching them. However, those sins were now fused with Seven Witches, whom he must conquer, dominate and tame into his bed as faithful women or kill them in cold blood and take the stones of sin for himself. ------------- Sigurd, the second prince of Arcadia, was born a sinner. He carries the blood of Mammon, one of the seven devils. His silver hair symbolises their sins, which caused him to lose his status and become a slave for the church of Light. Afraid of him rising through the ranks and being pardoned. His older brother arranged for him to be betrayed and killed by his comrades when they attacked a village in the south. On the brink of death, a beautiful woman with silver hair offers him a second chance, and so Sigurd accepts his fate, letting his Devil blood awaken to become a warlock with the power to absorb and control the seven sins. Unbeknownst to him, he would become hunted by the church. He would have to conquer the Seven witches who protected each sin while the Church and his brother sought to kill him. However, he doesn't realise the true meaning of Conquer just yet.

Lord_Raven · Fantasy
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Elixir of Fairy's Eye

Eva snorted before her fingertips fully drew her bow, and she fired three arrows.

They shot forth, their paths twisted in strange directions, and stabbed into three of the remaining wolves before the tips shone with a bluish colour, turning them into ice!

Three loud thuds echoed out after their bodies fell.

A few drops of sweat dripped down her forehead as she darted forward with light steps across the forest floor, tossing the bow towards Sigurd while grasping her spear and lunging towards the wolves.

Like a vicious beast, her glaive sliced through the flesh of these Apprentice-level wolves like paper, blood from their necks spurting across the beautiful grass and flora.

The last wolf survived, her glaive only tearing at its leg. Yet the wounded leg struggled to keep up, and it recoiled while taking a step back. A cracking sound echoed as the ice started forming from the cut, created by the thin blue line spread across her glaive.