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

I was fully expecting the slavers to just deny my win or something and fight us anyway…

Well guess what? I was right.

Or at least, I was partially right.

The leader gave up and surrendered immediately but the other slavers were definitely not in agreement of surrendering at all.

“This is bullshit! We outnumber them!! Let’s just beat them!!” A bald, muscled slaver roared, pulling out a giant mace from his waist.

That guy looked pretty impressive with him being at least a head taller than Odeta and he was only wearing a pair of pants to show off his muscles.

The others around him agreed and also pulled out their weapons as well, though a few hung back which clearly revealed themselves to be spell casters.

The leader seemed unhappy with this and turned to shout at them, “What are you doing, you fools?! We don’t stand a chance! Just surrender!!”

A slaver that has his face covered with a hood drew his bow to point his arrow at me, “I do not agree… First to strike, first to win.”

He released the arrow, letting the projectile fly towards me.

Wow, really? I mean… If you’re going to attack me anyway, you might as well try to do it stealthily instead of announcing it, right?

And I had all the time to think about all that as the arrow was flying towards me.

Not that I need to worry about it to begin with since someone was already stepping in front of me to protect me from it.

There was a loud metallic ping as Katsuki slashed her dagger out to deflect the arrow away from me.

I frowned at the group of slavers who had chosen not to surrender and pointed my finger at them, “Kill them.”

My girls obeyed and charged towards the slavers with glee.

The slaver leader cried out, “No!! Stop!!”

I realised that she was also shouting in my voice so the girls, who heard my voice, also stopped to look back at me, thinking that it was me who called them to stop.

I turned to frown at the slaver leader and she seemed to realise the ’power’ that she has over my party right now.

I turned back to my girls, “Kill them and don’t stop even if you hear me telling you to stop!”

My girls turned back to the slavers and charged at them once again.

The slavers charged at my girls as well, both sides clashing against each other explosively.

I was a little concerned that the slavers might be especially strong but… My girls were literally steamrolling them as they crashed through them.

Odeta literally picked up the bigger bald guy and tossed him aside like he was just a sack of potatoes before moving on to smash the other slavers that were behind him.

The spell casters didn’t even get to cast their spells before Katsuki and Emilia got to them, cutting them down like reeds before a scythe.

The leader then turned to me and let out a roar of rage before she leapt towards me.

I thought about killing her but… Well… She was still transformed as me which made me hesitate a little… And also the fact that she did surrender so I kind of want to keep her alive if I could.

So I reached out to grab her and flipped her to pin her down on the ground.

Surprisingly, she didn’t want to give up yet and tried to push me off of her as she flailed against me.

I had to dodge a strike aimed at my face by leaning back and she took that chance to roll us over so that she was on top of me.

Her strength wasn’t on par with mine so I easily rolled back to pin her down but she threw a punch at my face for that.

I shifted my head to the side and let it sail past my ear and I caught her wrist to pin her arms down beside her head.

As I was just about to tell her to surrender, she suddenly let out a yell, “Girls!! Help me! Quickly!!”

Eh? Is she… No way right? Is she really trying to do the standard trick where she pretends to be me and then accuse me of being the fake in order to get my girls to attack me instead?

I would really like to point out all the potential faults with her idea but… Hmm… I actually wonder if my girls could tell me apart from her?

I turned back, only to realise that my girls had already finished clearing up all the slavers and were gathered in a line to watch the two of us wrestle each other on the ground.

Heck, even the freed Trasifs were also gathered behind them like they were some audience to a game show or something.

The slaver leader immediately took advantage of this and cried out again, “Quickly! She’s the slaver! Get her off of me girls!!”

I jumped back from her and pointed at her, “She’s the fake one! I’m the real one!”

“No! She’s the fake one! I’m the real one! Look! I’m the one with the dick here!!”

She pulled down her pants to show that she indeed had a dick on her right now.

Then I realised one very obvious fact.

Hello… We’re not even wearing the same clothes… Or are you going to try and claim that we somehow switched clo–

“She used her magic on me just now to make me switch clothes with her!! I’m the real one!!” She cried.

Oh, she really did…

Well… I could also show off my dick here to prove that she just basically used her Somatomancy to give herself one.

As I was thinking about doing that, one of the Trasifs just pointed in my direction, “She’s the real one.”

All the Trasifs nodded in agreement.

“She’s still more beautiful.”

“Mmhmm~ Definitely our Goddess.”

“Too perfect.”

The slaver gaped at the Trasifs, probably still in complete disbelief that even after transforming completely into me, she still lost in the eyes of the Trasifs.

At this point, I’m just going to say that it’s most likely just because of her attitude that makes it different.

Well… I guess there’s really no doubt who is the real one and who is the fake one here so let’s just–

“No, we can’t be sure about this!” Lisa interjected, jumping in between us. “We must be sure that she is the real one! And I know exactly how to do that!!”

I looked at Lisa, already knowing what she might suggest.

She raised up her own skirt to reveal her own crotch and shot the slaver leader a pointed look, “Let me fuck the both of you and I can tell who is the real one the moment I put it inside them!!”

…

Lisa… Do you actually want to take my virginity?

I mean… You’re already screwing me in the tail but… Do you really want to put it in me from between my legs?

Wait… Maybe Lisa wants to try doing it with the fake me because she doesn’t think that she could do it with me instead? I mean… I don’t think she fucks my Shadow Guards either but gets fucked by them instead which I also find it odd.

Those were the thoughts going through my mind right before the slaver leader immediately ran up towards her, her bottom already stripped off.

“Yes! Yes!! It’s me! It’s me!! Put it in and you will know it’s me immediately!! Come on, quickly!!”

Ugggh… Could you please not act like that while having my face? I’m already cringing watching you from here…

But I guess if Lisa wants to screw her then she can go ahead and do it first and I’ll just watch from the side I suppose. Maybe I might even join in if it looks spicy enough~

Just as the slaver got close to Lisa however, my Infrid lover suddenly raised her hand and slapped her across the face, her brows furrowing up and glaring at the slaver.

“I changed my mind… I was initially going to just fuck you and make you into an obedient little slave that is addicted to me… But seeing you act like that while looking like the love of my life… My soul mate… My one and only other half… That disgusts me. You aren’t worth it. Change out of her face right now or else I’m burning that face off.”

My other girls also surrounded her, clearly also aware that she was the fake one from the very start.

Huh… I wonder how they knew since she tried to give the excuse that our clothes were switched so… Oh right… There’s no way she can convince them that our Ring of Shared Thoughts was also switched unless it was our bodies that were switched.

It was quite clear that there was only one of us who had a ring on their finger and if the girls really wanted to, they could just use the ring’s enchantment to talk to me to make sure.

Sucks to be her then~