Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem Chapter 404: Kaelira

"… I unlocked the Artificer class illegally. It took me many decades, but I crafted something worthy of receiving the class after an insane amount of tries. A few years later the intelligence unit responsible for surveilling not only the enemies of the Alliance but the subjects as well, somehow got word of my activities and came to arrest me. I grabbed my hammer and bashed their skulls in… at least until their numbers overwhelmed me. Somehow I got the Runeforged Sentinel class by attacking them, which resulted in them forcibly conscripting me instead of executing me."

I couldn't help but chuckle. What a raw woman. I liked her, she seemed to be a genuine person. Her class must've had some hidden requirement met, as I'm sure that if it were that easy, every Artificer classed person would be upgraded to Runeforged Sentinels.

"Now things are starting to bee clear. And what about your wish to be the protectors of my territory?"

Her features became sunken with dejection, "we are deserters, there's no place for us back home. That's why we tried to bee a Phenom and her Heralds, in the Consortium we would be allowed to hide our race and we wouldn't have to live as runaways hiding in the forests until our final days. We could make money, grow in levels, and most importantly, enjoy their protection."

I nodded in understanding. That was my biggest reason for wishing to bee a Phenom as well. The consortium treated their Phenoms as if they were the prodigious children who would carry the torch in the future. Killing one was a clear declaration of war and the Consortium would go all-out to punish the perpetrators.

Kaelira then continued, "but now that we've gotten to know just what a rare, extraordinary person you are, we wish to be of use to you. Your mother is Luminara, and the Geim is beyond happy in your care. Lady Seraphiel is also clearly very well-treated. There's no person more worthy of being our lord than you are, Lord Quinlan, not even the elven royalty."

"I agree!" Seraphiel chirped jovially. The hot mischievous long-eared woman of mine was very overjoyed at getting reunited with her friend/boss, and possibly being on the same side again.

I asked each of my girls in the form of a group telepathic speech.

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