Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 484: A Maiden’s Worries

”Haah… I knew it was too good to be true…” Jasmine sighed dejectedly. Itʼs been a week since the Phenom Trials had concluded. She traveled to and from the location in a group organized by the Consortium, where she enjoyed the protection of guards. She was basically taxied. The journey took a few days, but sheʼd been home for a long time now, and… Complete silence.

Sheʼd discussed with Devil that he would take her out on a date, but with every passing day, it seemed more and more like a playboy messing around with a dumb girl who ate his words up like they were hotcakes just for fun.

He had to be at the arena anyway, so he decided to pass the time by flirting around with the random merchant girl he found in the stands. Ever since learning more of just how excellent of an individual he was, every fiber of her being told her that being eyed by such a man was just a pipedream, and Jasmine couldnʼt help but tear up a bit.

It was cruel. Far too cruel. Why give her hope, why let her dream only to then ignore her?

Based on their interactions, he didnʼt seem like such a man, but one could never be sure.

Hell, she didnʼt even know how he looked! Why was she so hung up on being stood up by him?

He didnʼt even come back to her to say goodbye after beating the Cryomancer, he just sat in the midst of his Heralds before Vex walked up to him and he left the arena with her. He didnʼt even look back her way to wave farewell… He was truly playing around with her just to pass the time.

However, she then remembered the words he said to her. He was so kind… A playboy had no reason to say those lines.

”Argh! I donʼt know what to think!” She yelled into her pillow which muffled her voice. It was early morning, but she had been having trouble sleeping well due to Devil and the constant doubt he put her under with his evil actions.

”A week is still… within the limits of not responding in any shape or form… I think? Maybe he was sent on a mission already… No! Jasmine, stop fawning over that cruel man! Maybe he wears a mask because he is ugly. Yes, I bet that he is hideous…! Hehe! Iʼll get out of bed, take a bath, eat a nice breakfast, and then move on with my life.

Who needs a tall, strong, wealthy, Elemental Sovereign of a boyfriend who also happens to be a mighty blade wielder and a Vesper Phenom, the most mysterious and promising one at that in centuries if not ever? Certainly not me! Hmph!”

*Thud! Thud! Thud!* She then started banging her fists into the mattress in overwhelming frustration and desperation. ”The Goddess knows I need a boyfriend like that!!! How could I ever get over him?!”

She was brought out of her thoughts when someone suddenly grabbed her and placed a hand on her lips before taping it so that she couldnʼt speak.

Jasmine was then lifted and placed on the shoulder of the perpetrator, who darted out of her room and then home with so much speed that the merchant girl felt like puking due to the rough ride. She was so lost as to what was going on that it took her a few seconds to even recognize the fact that someone restrained and kidnapped her.

She then admirably did her best to fight back, but her efforts amounted to exactly nothing. The perpetrator didnʼt even flinch when she knuckled them in the back of the head.

The surroundings changed all of a sudden as if she was in some vivid dream. They went from the streets of Braedon to the interior of a home within a split second. However, as she took a look around, her eyes showed her a wildly swirling door that was most certainly a magical construct. She had no clue what kind of magic could birth something like that, though. It ceased existing in the next moment as if it never existed in the first place.

Wait, was she teleported just now?!

The thought still lingered in her mind when she was let off the kidnapperʼs shoulder who took the tape off her mouth.

”Wha-?” Jasmine was so confused that she didnʼt even know how to react. She eyed the perpetrator who took their mask off only to reveal a cute dog-kin girl with a blonde ponytail. ṝä₦ỗᛒÊ𝒮

”Yo. Itʼs good to see you again, Jasmine.” An unfamiliar voice sounded from somewhere in the room, forcing her to snap her head in his direction.

On a comfortable-looking sofa sat a man who was by far the most manly and handsome guy sheʼd ever seen. ”Who are you? What do you want from me?” Jasmine quickly collected her thoughts and ventured to understand the situation. Maybe this was the enemy of her father.

”Oh, my bad. I keep forgetting that my mask disorients my voice.” He said before grabbing a mask and putting it on. ”How about now, does my voice sound familiar?”

”… Devil?” She quickly recognized the same exact voice that had been sounding in her head non-stop for the past week. He didnʼt even let her sleep as his sentences replayed in her head on a loop!

”The one and only, though my name is Quinlan, so please call me as such when the mask isnʼt on. Also, you have my apologies for the rough ride. Many people knew of the fact that I invited you on a date, so I thought it best if I sent my smoking hot rogue lover to get you out of there before any observers could begin trailing us. Thank you, Blossom.”

”Blossom is a good girl, she loves helping Master!” Her kidnapper decreed before rushing into his arms, after which she settled into his lap and demanded pets.

”That you are…” Devil, or rather Quinlan, cooed as he started stroking her lush blonde hair.

”You didnʼt just mess around with me?” Jasmine asked in a disbelieving tone. All of this was just too much, but he for sure discredited her earlier thoughts of him being ugly behind the mask. Experience more on empire

”Hmm? I might be a scumbag, but I donʼt play around with a maidenʼs heart. Are you ready for our date or is it a bad time?”

”Iʼm ready!” She blurted out without thinking. Jasmine had thrown all her plans for the day out of the window in a heartbeat.

”Good. Girls, are you ready?” He asked while turning toward a door, which opened in the next second. Out of it walked two absolute bombshells, both were elves with ugly iron collars around their necks and chains dangling from them like leashes.

”Meet Seraphiel who you know as Solace and Kaelira who you know as Ambition. They will be our pitiful little sex slaves for the day. Weʼll teleport to the capital city of the kingdom and spend the day there. I have a few important matters to settle and theyʼre holding a big auction as well today where items and slaves alike will be sold, so I could really use the help of a professional merchant by my side. Of course, weʼll also make it romantic, fit for a proper date. What do you say?”