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Beauty In The Deep: Legend Of The Ultimate Harem Master

[Mature Content] [BL] When 20 year old medical student Chantria dies from overexertion and overdose on amphetamine pills, She awakens in the body of a peerless beauty, lying at the bed of the vast ocean, with a fish tail in place of legs. Chantria realizes she had somehow transmigrated into her roommate's favorite R18 webnovel 'Beauty in the Deep." But the thing is, Chantria never read this novel! Not even once! All she knows is some glorified villain in the novel shares her name! Now in a strange world were there were male, female and some strange gender called 'Kei's', A gender whose magic manipulation or what they called 'focusing' was sourced from sexual energy! The stronger one's magic was, the more Kei's you could bond and cater to. And that was not even the worst of it, she now occupied the body of the most desirable woman and strongest 'focuser' in the Kalavan Deep...Saint Chantria! The Sea Child! A cold hearted and ruthless princess and guardian of the deep with a tributary harem of five lovers! All of whom were head over heels for her! What was worse, this Saint Chantria was a lecherous beauty, cold hearted to her lovers and still sought sexual satisfaction with other men and Kei's outside her harem! For a twenty year old innocent college student, just what sort of transmigration was this?! She had barely had time to date before her death, how was she to deal with the love and desire of FIVE DIFFERENT LOVERS?! And who were all these unknown Kei's tossing flowers at her whenever she passed by and sending proposals?! She didn't have any fingers left to wear more rings! Was a five lover harem a regular thing around here?! Chantria finds herself wondering... 'What sort of unlucky transmigration is this?!' *AI Generated Cover Art

JHeart · Fantaisie
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77 Chs

Do Not Resist (Ch.68)

The auspicious hour had come and the carriage to escort Chantria to the Tide Temple had already arrived at the castle doors.

The entire estate was once again in an uneasy silence, one that was so prominent, it seemed as though a pin drop anywhere in the estate would echo across the entire expanse.

Chantria stood before the mirror in her room as Gemi busily went around, putting Chantria's attire in order.

Chantria was dressed in a beautiful yet strange attire, it was not the usual dresses or robes Gemi would prepare for a day in the castle or a day out, 

This time, Chantria was dressed in a linen shirt as a base with a waxed overall robe made from a strange fabric that had intricate patterns all over it.

The robe was especially crafted to provide as much allowance for movement as possible, it was a warrior's attire as Gemi had said but was made to suit Chantria's magic.