“Six gold!” A male shouted from several rows behind us.
“Haaah?!” Amara shrieked while snapping her head back to see who dared outbid her. I had to chuckle when I saw the man in question do his utmost to hide away from the eyes of the entitled chick.
No one in their right mind would want a duke’s full-blooded daughter to have a feud with them.
“Young lady, intimidating other bidders is against our house’s rules. I’ll respectfully have to ask you to stop.” The auctioneer decreed. His statement made Amara turn around and begin glaring at him instead with furious eyes.
Damn. The entitlement was truly strong with this one, just cause she popped out of the right vagina.
The auctioneer however had a much thicker skin than the man who bid against her, as he fully embraced her hostile aura without a single tremble. He must’ve been a seasoned veteran at this.
“Ten! Gold!” Amara hissed.
I now understood that getting the first item was more of a statement she wanted to make than a worthy investment.
Everyone in this building with a coin pouch to their name was my adversary, thus eliminating the competition was important. I raised my right hand into the air. “Fifteen gold!”
<Master???> <My lord?!> Both my elves yelped in my mind, but I ignored them for now.
An icy glare turned in my direction as I was the new recipient of the extreme hostility that stemmed from the turbo-hedonistic woman. “… Black!” Amara spat my chosen alias venomously as if it were a horrible curse word.
“Yes?” I asked back innocently while hinting at the auctioneer that I didn’t need his assistance with getting this harpy off my back. Everything was going according to plan, after all.
“Are you trying to make me into your enemy?”
I questioningly examined her as if I didn’t understand whatever she was referring to. “Enemy? I wouldn’t dare, my fair lady! It’s just that my wife over here likes cooking as a hobby, I thought getting her a lightweight freezer she can carry around on our journeys would be much appreciated. You know what they say~ happy wife, happy life~”
I sang the last sentence jovially, after which I gently laid a peck on Jasmine’s cheeks, making her gasp for a moment before returning to reality and as the perfect opportunist she was, she gave a peck back to me before giggling with sheer joy, “Hehehe!”
“Grrr!” Amara growled while multiple shouts of disbelief sounded from the crowd listening to our exchange. My lines were deliberately out of proportion as if I had more money than common sense. A freezer? For fifteen gold coins? That amount of wealth was more than some barons had on them after scraping by for a few months to have enough funds to splurge big on this event!
One could buy a normal freezer-style artifact for one gold or so, if even that. My stronghold had five of them so that I didn’t have to teleport to the markets every day nor were we forced to eat boring preserved food.
Furthermore, my sheer audacity to dare call a magical weapon with the illustrious description the auctioneer gave it as a mere freezer replacement made some eyes bulge out of their sockets.
“Fifteen gold going once! Going-“
“Twenty!” Amara’s guttural scream interrupted the countdown.
“Sis!!!” Vivienne hissed her frustration at Amara with even more attitude than before.
“This loyal husband is willing to go the extra mile for the love of his life. Twenty-five!”
Amara didn’t even wait a moment; “Thirty!”
“… Wifey…” I sighed loudly so that everyone could hear my audible dejection. “I think I’ll have to let this one go.”
“Oh…” Jasmine’s pretend disappointment was clear for all to hear.
Amara flashed me a victorious smile, to which I gave her a wry one as if her victory over me stung greatly.
I then turned back to Jasmine, “Maybe I’ll buy you a Cryomancer slave instead… They can double in as your assistant cook.”
Another nonsensical line from yours truly that riled our audience up.
“Ok!” Jasmine cheered before adding; “But husband, I’m not a superficial woman who is all about materialism, I’ll be happy with a simple kiss…”
Her statement surprised me greatly. A few minutes ago she was shaking in her boots due to all the big names that surrounded us, yet now she wanted to kiss me in front of them all?
I was not a man who would kiss random women just cause the occasion was there to do so. “You know what that means?” I asked in a way that wouldn’t be strange for the listeners.
What I asked was: are you ready to become my woman, no matter what that entails?
However, what they heard was: are you fine with displaying such a personal act in front of so many people?
She didn’t know all there was to know about me, in fact, she knew very little. If she said yes, that would be her accepting the many unknowns and declaring her wish to be with me no matter what.
Jasmine wasn’t the only one. I also knew less about her circumstances than I knew about my four previous lovers when I accepted them. For example, I had no clue what the threat Aurelion held over her head making her obedient was.
However, Jasmine was such an excellent woman that I was willing to take a leap of faith for her.
Our gazes met for a single moment, and in her big beautiful blue eyes, I saw understanding.
She got the meaning of my words.
Jasmine then nodded meekly.
I reached for this wonderful woman and placed her in my lap. Our chests meshed together, and even through our many clothes, I could feel the rampant beating of her overwhelmed heart.
I placed my arms around her dainty waist to bring her closer to myself even further.
Our fox and wolf masks were sleek enough to not get in the way of our lips’ first-ever meeting. I stroked her lush, chestnut-colored hair as I forced my tongue into her mouth, where I started my sensual exploration before her tongue came alive to meet mine, at which point a sensual tango began.
Our audience included barons, counts, famous merchants, adventurers, the most famous Adamantite adventurer team led by one of the strongest beings on the continent, the two brats of the Greenvale Duke… and a furiously blushing royal princess.
She had hastily brought her hands to her face in an attempt to shield her eyes from the scene, but her curiosity betrayed her within mere moments as she parted her fingers to peek through.
The Third Princess of the Valorian Crown watched our sloppy exchange with wide, disbelieving eyes.
In this manner, I officially welcomed the fifth member of my harem.
Although I wasn’t aware of this interesting fact just yet, more than two of my future harem members were watching the sensual kissing session going on between me and the fifth empress of my future empire.
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A/N:
500 Chapters, what a giant milestone!
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It might’ve been me who sat down and wrote these chapters every day for the past half year, but one thing is for certain; I wouldn’t have had the motivation to do so without all the amazing support you’d given me, thus you all deserve a good pat on the back.
Truly, thank you.