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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.

NecroBin · Fantasia
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464 Chs

Blossom's Status Window

Once Blossom and I are done playing prince and princess she puts me down and I instruct her to get dressed in the clothes Ayame bought for her. My beloved shortie has long since left the two of us to our own devices and went to sell my armor which I've outgrown. 

While I wait for Blossom to get ready to depart I examine our other gains from the slaver pair, namely their few pieces of jewelry and paintings. The necklaces and rings seem inconspicuous enough that I'm not worried about them being traced back to Julia, but the paintings are a different story. 

Well, not that they are masterpieces or anything, but I don't know how smart it would be to pawn off items that are obviously hand crafted and are one a kind. Perhaps if we go to a far enough town?

Eh. They are simply not worth the risk. I decide to just toss them to a hidden alley when the opportunity presents itself.