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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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Over My Dead Body

For a moment I falter when she turned the rather casual banter into something vile with that one statement of hers. I can't help but feel fury rising within me. "You really are a foul mouthed woman, aren't you…? We might be enemies that are about to kill each other, but that was a low blow even considering everything. Now I want to see your neck severed by my blade more than ever."

"If you beat me I will apologize for my extremely rude comment until my dying breath, this I swear to you, Iris."

"... Tell me your name, ill-mannered one." I ask, wanting to know who I am having this amazing duel to the death with.

"You may call me as Blade, I hope you will understand that I can't exactly divulge my real identity to a loyal subject of the king while we are in the midst of robbing his most precious outpost."