Arriving at the entrance, I can see stuff that is starting to make me see red. And I mean I am ready to start killing people.
Right as I am about to start my warpath, a gentleman came up to me asking me what I would like.
“To buy all your slaves” is all I said in a cold tone.
“But Sir, I doubt you have the 15 platinum coins for such a buy” is all he got out before I held 20 of said coins.
Not even bothering to look at him, I shove the money into his hands as I demand “I want all of them clothed and ready to leave by dawn. No one is allowed to touch them. I will be at the inn across the street. Bring me all the children that you have. No questions asked.”
Turning, I walked over to the inn and rented all the rooms they had, bought even food to feed an army, and had them make as many baths as they could.
I really could use some moonshine right about now.
Several hours later, all the children were fed, bathed, and clothed. After making sure that no one will bother them, I left for the slave place with the intent of killing everyone there.
No long after getting into the place, I demanded to see all the people I bought. Judging from the kids I saw, I am expecting there to be a 13-1 of female to male ratio. I was not disappointed.
All over the place, I can see women of different races, including human. Bruised, beaten, and broken with dead, lifeless eyes. Making me have thoughts of my niece that I can no longer help when she needs me.
And before I knew it, I was using my magic to heal all the wounds that I can see. I would have tried to get my magic to fix the damages done to them on the inside, but I doubt I can help the different races with their problems. And since I did not want to be seen as a racist prick, I left the inner injuries alone. At least for now.
As their outer injuries healed, I can see looks of relief. Before they all started to look around in fear. One of the 16-year-olds, or I think she is 16 as I have no clue how to tell the age of the other races, came up to me shaking like a leaf.
Her silver tale is tucked between her legs and her ears flat on her head as she asks “I was told that you are our new master. What may this one do to please you, master?”
“Rest and recover. If you have a younger sibling, or if the other women have children, let them know that I had them bathed and fed. I will be taking you all clothes shopping tomorrow. As well as armor and weapon shopping. We will be heading out the day after tomorrow.”
Bowing slightly with a stupified expression, she turned before rushing off. Walking at first before it became a full sprint.
Since I knew I would not sleep that night, I went and talked with a few of the sane elderlies that have survived. Trying to see how many people I neede to get carriages for.
The following morning, I had half of the 467 women with me getting clothes for themselves and the others. The males, all 117 of them, as came along. They and some of the women I had picked out were the ones who not only get clothes but also armor and weapons.
It was midday that I was able to claim the clothes, armor, and weapons I had commissioned. Unfortunately, I had to leave the group behind at the smiths since he was a dwarf and he had the room to house them until I got back. And for that, I gave him more than what he asked for.
It was near midnight when I got a knock on the door to my room. As soon as I opened it, I wanted to shut it right away. But unfortunately, the Japanese pricks are standing right there.
They began making demands about letting them have their way with ‘my property.’ When I said no, the loudmouth since day one decided to attack. He even had the royal guards there. And since I was in no mood to be civil, I let them all see what kind of monster I have become during the war back on earth.
Without thinking, I grabbed his wrist for the hand that held the dagger and twisted it so his arm went outward. Next, I chopped his neck crushing his windpipe. Then I took the dagger and threw it at the idiot who decided to be his true lackey. Lodging it in his eye.
Turning to the girls who followed him, I said with as much cold hatred while keeping my voice level, “since you children don’t understand what it means to fight in a war, let me tell you now. I have killed at least 500 plus terrorists within the first four years of my military service. For every death I have wrought, I began to slowly become the monster people fear the most.
“I believe you know the saying ‘be wary, for you become what you fight’? I have become the monster I fought so piece of shit children like yourselves can sleep at night. That is one of a few reasons why I have refused to join the war here. The other reasons are because the King has yet to say the true reason behind how this war started. If I had to guess, it is because of human greed.”
Turning to the guards who now had their weapons pointed at me, I said “now take this filth out of my sight. I refuse to be a pawn in your kingdoms war.”
“May we join you then?”
Looking at the scared girl who was in the back, I can see that she was forced into coming here.
Waving my hand at the librarian built school girl. I can see her glasses had a crack in one of the lenses. She walked timidly towards me, all the while getting glares from the other girls.
Smirking, I could not help but say “I will not apologize for killing your boy toy. Now go somewhere else for your relief. All the slaves that I bought are not for sale nor use.”
That got all the girls to bristle. I just laughed at their hostile glares as I shut the door to my room. Which I forgot had 14 of the little kids who just now saw and heard what I had to say.
Turning slowly as my face fell into shock and horror, I fumbled my words as I said “I ah, meant that I ah, only harm those who try to ah, harm those who can’t defend themselves. So… I ah, became the monster to all the other monsters out there.”
That got me a giggle form the older females as they witnessed my embarrassment.
Why do women always find a man’s embarrassment so funny and cute?
Next thing I noticed, my ribs broke as 5 girls about the age of 21 to 23 hugged me.
Again, how the hell can women do such things to someone who can take 300 times more punishment than them?
Why are women such mysteries?
When I was finally able to breathe again, I noticed that one is a silver colored fox girl with a build that makes the poster girls green with envy.
Then the girl with silver fur that I met back at the slaver’s place, who happens to be 22 not 16, was now smiling at me.
Trying to turn my head a full 165 degrees behind me, I see a moon elf with the biggest pair of tits I have ever seen. She could give Jessica Rabbit a run for her money.
Speaking of rabbits, the girls standing almost directly behind me is a rabbit. That brought out even more dirty thoughts. Especially since her hair is also silver.
What is with the silver-haired girls trying to put me in a grave early?
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Last but not least, the bane of all men in existence. A fucking silver-haired cat girl. Tiger from the black stripes if I had to take a guess.
That’s it. I sooo need to have a few hours to myself after this.
I guess my situation was written all over my face because all the adults that came to ask me questions I guess are now laughing their asses off.
Then I see several women of the same races as the girls wink at them. Giving me a very bad feeling. One of those feeling that all men get when we feel like our lives are now forfeit by the hands of women. The feeling that makes your bigger brain try to get court papers for immediate surgery so he can go elsewhere.
So I better get a book on the different customs each race has. This is going to suck major dick.
Speaking of Major Dick, I guess he has yet to hear the news since he is straining against his restraints. Practically trying to move around my pants trying to get at all 5 of them.
Looks like I will need to heal myself here shortly. Damn, I am horny as hell now.
So to prevent me from doing anything to scar the little ones, especially the boys (don’t want to give them a false ego no do I? *laughs maniacally*), I chose to leave the room for a nice long (short) bath in cold (meaning artic cold) water.
All the girls, including the librarian girl, start to laugh at my escape. Followed by a “he can't escape you girls if you ladies continue to smother him with love and affection” after I closed the room. I can see looks of pity on the men outside the room. Looks of pity that can only be described as my condolences and future funeral.
I awoke to the warm morning, only to hear a moan as I squeeze something soft. And since my brain has not worked ever when hearing that particular moan, I squeezed again trying to figure out this piece of flesh that my hand is squeezing. That is when I feel movement in front and behind me.
Then my brain remembers going to sleep alone shivering. Then I started to shiver, but for a completely different reason.
Last I heard, women don’t like to be fondled by men unless they need some stress relief.
Good-bye Major Dick. It was fun using you.
I could only see pictures of how they were going to castrate my ass as all five girls turned to look at me with various shades of sleep. One had a happy look to her face, while the others had a grumpy look to them.
As they were all getting dressed, I went through a mental checklist.
They are showing me their goods like nothing has ever happened – check.
They are showing signs of being my wives – check.
They are confusing the hell out me, just like a wife does to her husband – check.
Possible Hero worship – check.
My big brain (penis) acting like nothing is wrong with this situation, and I need to act accordingly – check.
Actions needed to be taken – run for higher ground and dig in while making sure there is no keyhole (since women somehow find random keys in their pockets), all the while hoping they do not bring food since I can’t cook for shit.
Where is the nearest library when you need one! Why can’t you find a fucking library when you need one but find them all over the place when you don’t? Don’t know either. You tell me when you find an answer Reader-sama.
Then I had a thought that I should have kept my mouth shut about. All the stores only had diaper-like underwear for women, so thinking about having some proper panties and bras made should be a snap for the women to make.
My dumbass told them all about the different types of women’s clothing from my world and was immediately mobbed by all the women in the inn. Including the inn keepers wife, who gave me a death glare that would have killed me.
Too bad I am a stubborn bastard to die.
Even though I was very uncomfortable by all the women hugging me (sue me. How would you feel if a shit ton of girls with starry eyes are hugging you like you are god of some sort?), but was made worse as the 5 girls that have been trying to bed me began to growl and hiss. All the while kicking ass and taking names just to keep them away from me.
Having to pull an escape attempt out of my ass just to get the hell out of dodge, I ran for my life looking for where I can buy carriages and horses on short notice. Good thing the men are all outside laughing at me, because I had several of them run with me to where they knew the places might be.
When night fell, I had all the people I rescued loaded and out of the city walls. I had them all go about 5 miles down the road to the nearest city that their races have.
After being told the roads needed to travel to back to them, I went back into the city with every intention of having one last talk with the slaver. So back to the place my new hell on earth started.
Damn new place of residence.
On the way back, I reviewed what I was told by the different beast-king and elves. Apparently, the females rule the house (what a surprise!), but they are only second to the voice of the man of the house. But since they normally get their way anyways, they run the house without worry 99% of the time.
Here, men can have multiple wives (come all my people! my pervert people!). While normally, the men pick and choose who their wives are in the Human controlled area, the elves and beastmen women put on a show of force to catch the eye of the men. Instead of looking pretty and having what men want. Hence why they are so very possessive of me and want me to pet them as they put.
I always dreamed of having a kickass woman, or women in this case, as my wife. Hope I don’t turn into a masochist.
And the only reason white women whit silver hair and fur is coming after me is that of my hair that is hanging just past my ass in a ponytail. While the top of my hair looks like a fucking rats nest. Need to invent a fucking comb or something.
I was also told that the longer I forestall the consummation until the next full moon, which is 3 weeks away, the better the marriage will be. Which is typically the day of the full moon. And since the next city in which the different races, minus the demons and humans, is 2 weeks away by carriage. At least for one as long as ours.
I was also told that the city we are heading to is divided in such a way that there is a portion of land that is not taken. Apparently, they decided to have equal land for equal lordship over the place.
Dull.
Finally reaching the slavers guild place thing, whatever you want to call it, I headed in to see the main dude. As I walked into the place, the bouncer dude took me straight to the man in charge (SCORE!).
Just as he was about to open the door, I grab him by placing my hand over his mouth and shove my dagger into his kidney and liver. After twisting the blade to make sure he dies, I waited until he did die before I removed my hand.
Leaving his corpse, I walk through the door and see two 3 six-year-olds chained to his bed. Their mouths held open by steal o-gags. I also see him with his hand on top of what looks to be a dwarven girls head as he is trying to force her to deface herself.
On the bed, a female elf and wolf girl are crying.
Next thing I know, I have said douche lifted off the ground with my hand wrapped around his neck. Metal spikes jutting out of his head that are still slowly growing out in the most painful way possible.
Looking down, I can see there is a blender like rotation slowly cutting his small dick (just bigger than 4 inches if I had to guess). Dropping him out of fear of what I have done, I turn to the girls who are now huddling in the corner.
Slowly walking over to them, I drop to my knee at a 2-foot distance away from them.
“I was just here to kill him. I did not know he kept you girls. I am heading back to the Alliance Kingdom. Would you girls like to come along? I bet the others would love to see you.”
“Are you going to hurt us?” the wolf girl asked.
My eye twitched hearing that.
I told them the full detail on what I was trying to do, all the while undoing their manacles with the key I found in the drawer near the bed. Idiot.
After making sure that they were covered as best as they could be, I took them out of the place.
Once we got outside, I let my anger fuel my desire to burn this place down with all the occupants inside. Hoping that they burn slowly and painfully. I made sure that I was not around as the place burst into flames that engulfed the entire building.
By the time I reached the city exit, there was a loud ringing of a bell. Causing me to smirk in a feral way.
When we reached the caravan, it is false dawn and I was pulling an old-school vegetable cart fool of wheat that the girls placed a blanket over and promptly fell asleep. Tired as hell myself, I just handed them off to the women that were awake.
Not really paying attention, I kept hearing the words princess and princesses as I was led off to bed by these sweet and adorable women that I should be trying to stay away from. Why did I need to do that again? I’ll know when I wake up later today. 3 days later today.
By the time I woke back up, I was in a carriage thing that I saw in medieval movies. Ones that normal is ridden by royalty and uncomfortable as fucking hell to sleep in.
QUICK! TO THE DRAWING BOARD!
As if. I was weighed down by 5 bodies, AGAIN DAMN IT!
Buuut, I could get used to this if this is how I am going to be woken up every morning. Naked bodies galore baby!
“Princess! He is with his wives at the moment! You know how engaged women can be for us!”
Shooting up straight as a rod, sweat started to pour down my back.
That’s right, I rescued three girls before I cold blooded murdered that ass. When I finally caught back up, those girls were being called princess.
Uhm, did I do something bad again? When did I fuck up the first time to fuck up again? This is why I preferred being single. Didn’t have to worry about shit like this.
Well at least pops is giving the thumbs up in heaven. Or wherever that perverted prick went to.
Hope he didn’t go to pervert heaven. I’ll kill him if he did, the bastard. Probably has a TV that shows women taking showers or something.
Soft snoring is heard once I bring myself back to reality. Looking down, I can see that I vacated my spot and the girls are none the wiser.
SCORE BITCHES!
Then I notice the extra weight and look down. What I thought was a 12 incher, is actually a fucking 15 incher. Hell yeah!
Bow before my mighty sword!
And then the door opens revealing the three girls and their nursemaids.
So I did the only thing I could think of when I saw their fear looks. I acted like a girl who just got blindsided by a guy seeing them.
One hand went across my chest to cover it, while my other hand his His Majesty giving a full salute of the women sleeping on the floor while bending my knees.
They nursemaids tripped over themselves, while the girls gave me a puzzled like.
Mission accomplished!
“Good job my son. Good job.”
Go to hell dad!