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Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3 ... Disclaimer: I'd received a few harsh complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers. Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.

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508 Chs

New Maids & Timeskip

"Nothing, Demigod Boss. I just wanted to welcome you." 

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. This guy was truly a strange one. "Thanks, I guess. Any updates?"

"We're finishing up the first building and once that's done, we will begin working on the main mansion at long last! Well, as long as Demigod Boss purchases the materials."

Now that's what I liked to hear. "Good job, Ronan."

He saluted and ran off.

Sadly my opportunity to keep delivering monster materials from Aldoria to the Breadon retired adventurer pair had closed, at least temporarily. To my greatest horror, they told me that I brought them more than enough items for the time being, so I couldn't help but shed a tear of grief. That delivery job was the dream opportunity for a man like me who could teleport between towns.