“Kent, repeat what you just heard. I think I heard you wrong,” Vexthra, who was reading a novel in the god realm, dropped her tablet, her eyes widening in disbelief.
One might say a goddess should have seen and heard it all so nothing could surprise or shock them. But from the look on her face, one could tell she was utterly stunned.
[Your new sister, my fourth wife, is an Aetherwarden—specifically, an Astra Sentinel,] Kent repeated. After reading about Elsa having three soul sentinels, he contacted Vexthra.
The reaction he received was far more exaggerated than expected. The goddess of hate and resentment had now begun flipping through a book with her mind.
A few seconds later, an image appeared of a female warrior with twelve pairs of wings on her back, holding a longsword and a disc-shaped artefact.
Behind her stood thousands of sentinels of various shapes and forms: knights, archers, mages, paladins, warlocks, and many more.
Vexthra skimmed through the pages until she arrived at one with the title and name “The Universal Soul Army – Astra Sentinel Legion.”
Her body shuddered as she read the words.
The page detailed the rise and fall of the Astra Sentinel, the last known Aetherwarden, who died during the Chaos Era.
From the passage, it was said that she led her army into battle along with her allies, who heralded the Battle of Evolution during that era. It was a chaotic confrontation where many prominent heroes fell.
It was there that she perished alongside her army of Soul Sentinels, said to be one of the most destructive forces ever to grace the face of the universe.
It wasn’t an exaggeration for the pages of history books to call her the Princess of Battle or the Harbinger of Souls.
Vexthra skimmed through thousands of pages within seconds, a stark contrast to her leisurely pace when reading web novels.
“Kent, please tell me you have indeed added her to the harem. Although I can feel her connection, I want a verbal or telepathic confirmation,” Vexthra asked, looking quite happy for someone filled with hate and resentment.
[Don’t worry, she is now smitten with me. She wouldn’t be going anywhere,] Kent smiled. Elsa was busy giving him a blowjob, oblivious to the fact that a meeting between a mortal and a goddess was taking place about her.
“Good. Now listen to me, and listen well. I don’t know the kind of True Names your tower is bestowing on my sisters and those linked to the tower, but I know that an Aetherwarden—or specifically an Astra Sentinel—is not an ordinary person.
The history books portray her as someone with extraordinary karma, someone who accomplished legendary feats in her past life. Let me tell you, if she is the same Astra Sentinel, then know she is someone who will help you greatly.
In fact, you should understand more about the nature of the True Names you are giving your people. First, it was the Riders of the Night, and now an Astra Sentinel. Just what kind of person are you, Kent?”
“What can I say? I am the son of the universe. All the good things must stay in the family,” Kent smiled.
Vexthra rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t deny it. She had already seen enough to know that perhaps the resentful soul she had taken an interest in was no ordinary mortal.
For now, she wouldn’t make any assumptions, but in her mind, there was only one title to describe Kent, and it was a title gods would kill for.
‘Karma Chosen.’
A Karma Chosen is, essentially, someone whom Karma wouldn’t affect. In fact, if he were to kill someone who shouldn’t be killed, Karma would still not touch him. He was immune to it.
This also meant that all good things would eventually get to him, no matter how hard other forces tried to block it.
“I want to talk to her,” Vexthra said, her mood brightening.
[I’m afraid she can’t talk now. Her mouth is busy at the moment.] Kent grinned as he said that.
Vexthra, understanding his meaning, smiled but didn’t respond. She licked her lips and decided to continue her conversation with Kent for another five minutes. Then, Kent asked a question that took her aback.
[Vexthra dear, do you have a True Name?]
“I do, but it’s not something fancy. In fact, I think the True Names you have are not the ordinary kind,” Vexthra replied with a weak smile. Indeed, her True Name was nothing special. She had received it when she became a goddess.
It didn’t give her any buffs or change her meaningfully.
Kent didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he first conversed with Gaia, who pointed out something that widened Kent’s smile several folds.
‘If I am not mistaken, these True Name contains the inheritance of the ones it once belonged to.’ That was what Gaia had said.
In other words, one day, Elsa would become the Astral Sentinel of this generation, and if she didn’t die, she would rise above the previous wielder of the name.
[For now, all benefits for you are locked, but once I ascend to a higher world, they will be unlocked. When that happens, I will bestow upon you a True Name,] Kent declared with absolute conviction.
Vexthra nodded as small tears fell from her eyes. She was a goddess, and as she said, her True Name was simply a mark of her divinity.
But now, if she were to receive something like Elsa’s, she would become several times more powerful.
After their connection ended, Vexthra returned to her books and began researching more about the Astral Sentinel.
Now that she understood Elsa’s potential, she was determined to ensure Elsa would grow several times stronger.
Why?
Because an Astral Sentinel is someone with the potential to boost his man’s army, she may be a goddess, but she wouldn’t be able to help his man in battle.
So, she will help her sisters do that for her while she aids them using her divinity. One might call it the perfect harem.
Kent looked at Elsa, who was licking her lips with a blissful smile on her face.
“How strong are you in your mortal form? I know you are a Saint, but I don’t think you are an ordinary Saint,” Kent asked.
Elsa smiled and raised five fingers.
“For now, I am a Level 6 Saint, but my strength is at least five times that. With my current power, let’s just say I wouldn’t suffer taking on a Sage or two.”
“I just need to increase my mastery of my sword. I used to use a spear, but that isn’t an option anymore. I need to refine my sword skills,” Elsa said, making Kent smile.
“You don’t have to worry. My master will help you get into the Divine Palace Sect. After all, you’re currently 22 years old—I’d say that’s a cheat,” Kent said before pouncing on her, and for the rest of the night, they never stopped having sex.
When daybreak came, they left to see the other ladies, who were patiently waiting for them while Li Hua baked banana cakes for everyone.