What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

Somehow, this little detour of mine felt longer than it actually was.

Now, we should be on our way back to the capital again but we had to deal with Unerolia crying about wanting to follow us once more.

This time, there was no excuse for her as she had to deal with the fact that this fort just lost their lord and she had to take over this place while looking for a replacement.

The good thing was that when I asked what she was going to do about those two idiots, she grinned at me and basically said that she would be selling their bodies, whatever that meant.

I don’t know if that meant that she was going to whore them out or she was going to make them work somewhere to the bone and I’d rather not know.

Still, it definitely sounds like they were going to suffer quite a bit so I guess that’s nice.

After the mental torture they put me through, knowing that they would be tortured physically was definitely satisfying to hear.

Another person that would be joining us was Bob since I had requested to learn Kalomancy from him so he was placed temporarily under my care.

And because Unerolia cried so much and kept begging us to stay at least for a day so that we could see what she was going to do to those two, we ended up just giving in to her request.

Ok, that was a half lie, I just really wanted to see what kind of ‘punishment’ she was going to give to those two.

That’s why when she told me to go meet her in the desert a distance away from the city to watch the show, I immediately went there with Mother, Katsuki and Mary to take a look.

When I got there, I found Unerolia dressed in combat attire with the two guys knelt down a short distance away from her.

I already knew what she wanted to do to them since there were three wooden swords stuck in the sand in between them.

She grinned the moment she saw us, “You’re all here! Take a seat! Take a seat!”

I was just about to ask her where she wanted us to sit when Mary and Katsuki brought out towels to lay on the sand to form a sort of picnic mat before sticking an umbrella behind it.

So… This is a picnic then? In that case is there sna– There’s snacks!! Weeee!!

Mary placed the picnic basket in the centre of the mat and started taking out various cutleries around it.

They really went ahead to prepare a picnic for this I see~ Not that I’m complaining of course~

Unerolia turned back to the two and her face turned serious again.

“So… Ragnus… Your punishment shall start now.”

The guy raised up his hands in the air, “Wait! Wasn’t my punishment just to be made a criminal slave? Haven’t I already been punished?!”

Unerolia pulled out one of the wooden swords from the sand before pointing it at him, “That was the King’s punishment. Now it is my punishment. You caused me more trouble and I now owe the Kingdom what you took from the taxes that should have gone to the Kingdom instead. Do you even know how much you’ve taken?”

“Umm… Ahh… I don’t know?”

“That’s what I thought. So now I’m going to take out some of my frustrations on you for putting me in this position in the first place.”

“Wait! That’s not fair! This is abuse! How can you do something like that?! This is against my rights!”

Unerolia lowered her sword until the tip was pointed at his neck where his collar was, “Remind me again, what position are you in right now?”

His hands reached up to touch the collar before they fell away, “Ah… Ah… A… A criminal slave…”

“Exactly. So what kind of rights are you even talking about? And who is your Mistress?”

“Yo… You… My Lady…”

She went up to him and gave him a smack across the cheek with the flat of the wooden sword, hard enough to make him fall onto the sand, a red mark forming on his cheek.

“What should you be referring to me as?” Unerolia asked, her face impassive.

The guy hesitated for a moment, “Mis… Mistress…”

“Good. Now your Mistress commands the both of you to pick up the sword and spar with me. We will continue until I say stop and neither side will hold back in this spar. Understood?”

“But… But I’m no swordsman… I don’t think I can satisfy–“

She swung her sword and smacked him across the other side of his face, smashing him back into the sand once again.

“Did I ask if you were a swordsman or did I command you to pick up the sword?”

He quickly scrambled towards one of the wooden swords and pulled it out of the sand, holding the weapon clumsily in front of him.

Unerolia turned to Carlas, “I said both.”

The older man also quickly ran for one of the swords and pulled it from the sand. Judging by how he actually settled into a stance, it seems like he at least had some experience with the sword.

“Mistress.”

I turned to see Katsuki holding a plate with a sandwich placed on it.

Mmmm~ I get entertainment and food~ Could I ask for anything more?

Unerolia turned to me, “Could I trouble you for the healing, Lady Nilm?”

Oh! I even get to grind my healing skill for free! This is the best!

Ragnus looked entirely unsure of this and muttered, “Umm… Lad– I mean… Mistress… Are we actually doing thi–“

He didn’t even get to finish his question before the Marchioness appeared in front of him and smashed her sword down on his head.

I got to watch the guy face plant into the sand hard enough to cause a ripple across the surface of the sand and I immediately cast [Heal] on him.

Unerolia did not stop there as she spun towards Carlas and swung her sword to his face.

Surprisingly, the guy managed to raise his sword and block it from hitting him.

Just to be clear, Unerolia was definitely not using her full strength since she was only using one hand to hold her sword and she’s not even moving at a speed that I could not see.

See? She even placed her other hand behind her back, that’s definitely proof she’s not using her full strength.

“Mis… Mistress… Please go easy on us…” Carlas pleaded.

Unerolia’s answer was to twist her wrist and spin her sword in a circle to get past Carlas’s guard and thrust the sword to smash into his abdomen.

The guy ended up getting flung away to roll onto the sand, only stopping after rolling several feet away.

He gets one dose of [Heal] as well.

Ragnus was in the midst of standing up when Unerolia once again appeared in front of him, the guy looking up just in time to see the Marchioness’s knee flying straight into his face.

He got kicked up into the air and since I believe Unerolia was going to do a follow up attack, I used two casts of [Heal] on him.

Sure enough, Unerolia leapt up and spun in a circle above him to slash her sword into his chest, smashing him flying back down to face plant into the sand once more.

She then dashed towards Carlas who was already waiting for her with his sword up in a defensive stance, swinging it right as the Marchioness got close to him.

Unerolia totally saw through it and stopped right before she reached him, causing his sword swing to hit empty air and leaving him open for her to smack the guy in the side with her sword to send him flying once more.

She once again turned towards Ragnus and leapt towards him, the former noble still trying to push himself up from the ground when she landed right on top of his back and smashed him down again.

As though she wasn’t satisfied, she raised her hand and struck the tip of her sword to the back of his head, pushing him down into the ground and forcing him to eat sand.

The guy struggled underneath her but could not move at all while she stood on his back.

“So boring…” Unerolia sighed. “Both of you are so weak that I’m not even motivated to do this…”

Well… What do you expect? That guy you’re standing on literally has no skills except for a tier one management skill… I’m already surprised he managed to survive this long with just that…

Right then, Unerolia suddenly turned to me and I felt a shiver go down my spine.

“That’s right! As– Ahem… Lady Nilm! Why don’t you take over me?! You can go ahead and do whatever you like to them! Come on!”

Wait, really? You want me to take over?

But what do I… Actually, you know what? Yeah… Let me swap in.

I just remembered how Carlas tricked me into that burning warehouse… I haven’t gotten my revenge for that yet.