The Harem King 162 Chapter 162

a tall burly man said the moment i blessed the vicinity of dilapidated huts with my divine presence.

The Tavion Tribe had no walls of defense to call their own and only used the natural terrain of the forests as best as they could.

Not that it would do them much good if they erected some shabby construct on the perimeter of the tribe anyways.

Same as the nearby town, if the ravenous monsters who dwell in the sky and the deepest mountain pits would pay a visit in full,

then not even the walled gates could provide any comfort whatsoever to their eventual demise. Most would perish if were met with such as beast and the survivors would once again survive to build anew.

This was the fate of the powerless.

"The Old Man would not allow that." i commented and ignored him in the next. The man full of muscles and brawn only nodded as he witnessed our procession in silence.

His eyes were particularly drawn at the bitch who followed me closely but other than that, did nothing to hinder our path.

The tribe was family. Or at least that was what the Old Man imbued as one of the core values of his handicraft.

As such, death was the least of any violator's worries whenever any actions ensued that promoted to tilt the unity of the tribe itself.

In this lawless world, this little virtue alone was what kept any community adrift. To live a pitiful existence is really a testament of courage. But then again, it was also a proof of their misfortune.

I shook my head and walked unchallenged towards my humble abode, a crumbling hut made of poor materials molded out with unimaginative design in mind.

It would be good to take shelter in this hole no matter how distasteful because the night had long been aware of my coming and its coldness was slowly creeping unto my bones.

Even as the last of day's lights said farewell to my homecoming, i felt nothing but peace and solace to see this modest home once again. One that i created with my own two hands.

Alas, this was mine and the assimilated soul within me breathed in pride amidst its deficiency. I stopped before the dirty doors and awaited for an instant or two.

"My apologies, Master Bunny." a sweet voice resounded behind me and its owner quickly acted to move the last barrier of my entrance in front.

"BOINK!" the passage creaked its familiar tone and i calmly entered to grace this home with its maker.

A small cooking area and a small bed in front, with one chair and no table to be seen. This was a bachelor's dwelling in its truest sense.

I smiled at the impoverished scene but in the end, comforted myself at the hard surface of the resting place.

"Put those things down and light a few candles inside. Make yourselves comfortable." i said to my two guests.

"THUD!" Sophia did as she was told and after that, got the only chair in the room in response while Harry unceremoniously sat beside me on the bed.

"Bunny, what about your promise earlier?" He asked and opened two of his bony palms wide. His prior fear and trauma were easily forgotten in the face of rich harvests at the moment.

Such a simple personality had indeed suited the ugly man well in his life. If he had been one of the more wiser men in these lands, then i doubted that he could arrive in the ripe age that he was in today.

The sane and the sensitive bunches always go first.

"Get how much you want from those bags, Harry." i smiled.

"Really, Bunny? Are you not playing with me?" the innocent and at the same time shrewd countenance of my old friend asked in surprise.

"Of course, Harry. I did owe you after all." i assured.

"BANG!" not another second was wasted before the figure of a short hideous man jumped unto the bags of gold and stuffed a sizable part of it down his body.

I saw the familiar container which was easily filled and forgotten down the middle part of Harry's person and the scene brought a bad memory in me.

In the end, i could only shake my head at my friend's eagerness. An entire five minutes and some change elapsed before Harry stood from his crouching position.

"TINK!"

"TINK!"

"TINK!" even the slightest of his movements tickled a poor man's imagination for wealth and treasures.

"Did you not say that you would introduce me to a couple of young women in your tribe, Bunny?" the old man reminded me with nothing but a pure expectant mien in full display.

"I know, i know. But do you still remember how to do the deed, Harry?" i teased.

"HAH! I have been a notorious lover of women in my prime, Bunny! Present me to a few women in here and let the master show you how it's done!"

my friend bragged and even shook his body once or twice to clearly indicate where his capital was coming from.

"What if you run out of money, Harry? What then?" i asked. His sunny countenance darkened in a glance and i swore, tears were beginning to form around the edges of his eyes.

Sigh!

"Would you let me borrow a few coins if that happened, Bunny?" the old man replied in a downcast voice.

Soft and insecure.

The original part of me wanted to burn the old man into ashes for at least in that way, he could help nurture the world and give what little contribution he can.

But the assimilated soul in me throbbed and it broke my heart to see this sad scene play before me.

What a pathetic friend i have. I took a deep breath before answering.

"Of course, Harry. We're friends, aren't we?" i grinned happily and laid a soothing hand on the man's shoulder.

"Yup, yup. You're my only friend, Bunny!" the old man nodded and smiled freely in response.

"It seemed that i'm going to be stuck with a friend in this reality." i shook my head at the unwelcome thought in my mind.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" three polite knocks came and broke this sickening moment of friendship.

"Did you get the supplies, Bunny?" a woman's voice asked immediately after.

"Yes. Wait a moment, Erza." i replied and excitedly jumped down from the bed. This uncharacteristic impulse was not mine but that of the dearly departed ghost of this body.

The fool was stricken deep in love with this maiden. Sophia got the cue and picked a distinctive bag from the rest. This was of course what I'd come to Redwater Shrine for.

The contents were mostly paper and ink. The rest was a liquid substance called Lupata, an addictive drug that was one of the favorite pastimes in this society with diminutive minds.

This served also as a tasty aphrodisiac for both hoary men and able ladies alike.

After all, with such a blurred future accosted with uncertainty and danger at all sides, escape of any kind was always a welcome avenue for the weak.

I got the prized bag from Sophia's hands and opened the door with impatient motions. And when the broken gateways opened, i witnessed a proud angel looked at me with disinterested eyes.

She was tall like all the others around me, save Harry. Fit and delicious, with all the womanly allure that would drive any man insane with his creative fancies.

And even though the dress she wore may have been lacking but the treasures beneath the poor packaging has not failed to promise a heavenly treat to its viewers.

My eyes burned unto the special delight before them. Again, this was not me but the unlucky soul i'd devoured a few hours prior.

But then again, this plain truth alone has not diminished the reality of my desire at the moment.

"What are you looking at! Do you want me to gouge your eyes for you?" the haughty bitch threatened as she grabbed the bag from my extended arm.
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"You should not be too prideful, girl. Did you not forget that you and i would make a happy couple soon?" i responded and beamed to show how much i anticipated that day.

Erza was one of the Chief's daughters. That Old Man may have been called as such but he was certainly not that decrepit. Perhaps the chief was only as old as my friend Harry.

50's or so. But for men who yet lived to tell the tale of their past, in this day and age, both were considered old indeed. And yes, lucky.

"AH!" Erza gasped in surprise as she did not really expect such a crude remark to come from my mouth.

She was used to the honeyed tongue of boys and men alike and same as them, the recent Bunny was also not blameless... until now that is.

"A promise can be renewed. And don't be so sure of that wishful future, Harry. Don't forget, you are just a lowly runner of the Tavion Tribe!"

the cunt retorted acidly after she recovered from her momentary shock.

"What can replace a life, my lovely Erza?" i asked and i felt an extreme hate that was not mine to begin with, rise from my gut until i could taste the bile in my mouth.

"Two lives in fact. Do you think you are worth that much in comparison to the sacrifice of my parents?" i asked softly yet the force behind those words made the slut recede a step from my proximity.

The shadows danced in her face and i could observe how she had been disarmed with my subtle charge. Shame covered her mien and she took a few precious seconds to gather her thoughts.

Time and time again, she wanted to open her mouth and offer a smart comeback but in the end, that was all she did.

Erza left, fazed and defeated.

In her wake, i wanted so badly to shout bitch and cunt but that would likely prove my unraveling.

The obsession of original owner of this body would be rekindled and with that, a heavenly tribulation would come next which would most probably see me flying as dusts in the wind a breath later.

With that dire possibility hanging over my head, it was always wise to take the side of caution.

Least i would have to recreate my trip unto this alien world once more and i has not the heart to waste my efforts today.

"So... are you going to introduce me to the women of your tribe now, Bunny?" Harry called to resume bugging me to appease his want.

"Soon, Harry. Soon. But let me visit some of my kind and thoughtful friends first. Stay with Sophia in here and when i get back, i'll find you a lake full of pussies to enjoy."

i replied while still gazing at the disappearing feisty Erza. When i could no longer see her amidst the flickering shades of the oncoming eve, i began mapping my steps towards the center of the tribe.

Even a gentleman knows how to take his revenge, how much more that of a lofty immortal who never forgets and lists every fault and favor in his heart for all of eternity?

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