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Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy a 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- with the assistance of his powerful harem made up of exotic beauties- 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. However, in the beginning Quinlan is painfully weak and alone, and thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team is... hard. However, he soon notices that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that can't exactly betray him. "Oh, so you are a warrior who is looking for a master that strives to become the strongest? You found him." "Wait, you are an assassin with an amazing, rare class who has a cruel master? Let me help you have a change of ownership..." "I know that you might not be a slave, but one of my classes is 'Slave Master', which would make you stronger should you become one... So how about it?" Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

NecroBin · 奇幻
分數不夠
216 Chs

Returning The Product

"... Yes…" She replies reluctantly.

"Then please let him know that I've come to speak with him."

"I understand. Please follow me to one of our conference rooms."

We arrive and get seated quickly. Well, I do. Ayame remains standing a good distance away from me, as if we wanted to have nothing to do with each other.

In a few minutes the door opens and a rather pale Marcus walks with shaky steps. He pauses and surveys the room, or rather, the two of us.

"Mother, have mercy on me." He says a barely audible prayer and then dejectedly slumps down onto the sofa sitting opposite of me.

"... Has the kind sir come to pay the weekly three silver coins this early? It's only the fourth day…" He winces.

"Does it look like I've come for that?" I inquire with a little aggression in my tone.

"Then…?"

"Do you really not know? Stop stalling."

"Are you here to return her?"