Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 610: Back on Thalorind

Dungeons were different from labyrinths. Labyrinths were intricate, magical constructs with respawning monsters and had unique laws to them, perfect for a reliable way to grind XP with as little danger as possible because the monsters’ levels were equal to the floor they spawned on.

Dungeons, on the other hand, were normal constructs created by mortals. A dungeon could be the tomb of a long-lived mage full of his secrets, the hideout of an undead lich researching necromancy, the lair of a monster hoarding valuables, etc. There were no confusing things about dungeons; they were filled with traps and other defenses to protect the owner and their belongings.

Technically, we already raided a dungeon back when we cleared the goblin camp with Ayame and Blossom a few days after my transmigration.

”I see. I’ll have to take the elixir from the creature’s hands then.” A happy nod was the only response Luminara offered.

The following days passed by in a quick but thoroughly enjoyable manner. After spending such a long time in the dying world of Drakwyn, doing my utmost to understand and master the four elements, this vacation was exactly what my exhausted mind needed. Furthermore, spending time with my loving mothers always filled my heart with warmth, so I was always happy to be with them.

After finishing our bath in the pond, we moved to the woods where Luminara’s home was located. We had to move here instead of to the primordial town square because its surroundings were filled with the loud sounds of Malakar’s and Nyxara’s battle.

In Lumi’s treehouse, we chatted, brewed tea, told stories to each other, and did many other similarly enjoyable things. Perhaps the moment that stood out to me the most was when I was presented with the results of their diligent knitting.

When I departed after succeeding in the Iris simulation, my mothers decided to spend the time until my return by knitting me new clothes. Luminara’s home was filled with hundreds of socks of different colors, materials, and even shapes. She sneaked in a few socks that left my toes naked, letting her elven nature corrupt her creations.

Based on her guilty look when I tried them on, Lumi couldn’t help but try to convert me into the naked feet gang. She didn’t succeed.

Miri, on the other hand, elected to knit me anything but socks. As I couldn’t take these items back home with me, I now had an eye-popping amount of apparel to wear while I spent time with the pair here. It was nice—wearing clothes knitted by my loving mothers felt much better than running around in my battle armor. Discover more stories at

But as they say, all good things must come to an end; my stay in the primordial dimension has come to an end. I said goodbye to my teary-eyed mothers but noted how they seemed less sad than during my first departure. It felt like they trusted me a lot more to survive on my own outside the primordial lands than they did before.

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”So then we’ll say Quin must’ve been kidnapped by a high-level assassin who could turn invisible and phase through doors,” Ayame decreed.

My girls were sitting in a circle on the ground, being deeply engaged in their conversation. Iris was the only odd one out; she didn’t appear to have moved a single muscle since declaring she was done due to the contents of my conversation with Felicity.

My dogkin lover firmly shook her head, ”Blossom would smell it! She would not let Master get taken away like that!”

”You were sleeping,” Lucille suggested.

”Blossom would wake up!”

”She also had a way to conceal her smell…” Aurora added with a strong grimace. It seemed my girls were busy with the homework I gave them—finding an explanation for my absence.

Before I could even make my grand entrance, Blossom tilted her head back a bit and sniffed. In the next moment, her head snapped in my direction, and I saw a dogkin rocket get launched right into my arms. ”Master!!” ř𝒶Ｎ𝖔𝔟È𝙎

I grabbed onto her juicy buttcheeks as I held Blossom, letting her slobber me in adoring kisses. I felt the accumulated stress leave her body with each passing second.

”Quin!” The others quickly joined my dog-girl in hugging me, and just as so, I found myself in a big family hug.

I informed my sole woman who wasn’t present.

Jasmine quipped instantly, despite it being in the middle of the night. It wasn’t hard to figure out she couldn’t sleep due to being worried for me.

I quickly taxied her to my room so no one would be left out.

”How was it?! Did you gain another total nonsense powerup?” Ayame asked excitedly.

Instead of a verbal response, I raised my right arm toward the ceiling and summoned tiny elemental particles. Embers of fire, droplets of water, tiny gusts of wind, and cube-shaped rocks rotated in a circle around my arm. The elements did so in an orderly fashion, not racing nor fighting against each other.

”Wow…” Jasmine, Aurora, and Lucille muttered all at once.

I desummoned the elements, for I had other plans for now. ”I spent 2 weeks being pampered by my dummy thick mommies who don’t seem to know the meaning of personal space—not that I’m complaining—but I’m pent up as hell. If Iris was awake, I wouldn’t do this, but…”

I stared each of my lovers in the eye one after the other before declaring, ”I would like to see five wiggly butts presented before me.”

As Jasmine was not ready to take the plunge yet, she was teleported back after adorably hugging me for a few minutes. Her presence was also dangerous because she shouldn’t be here. If someone like Vex saw Jasmine, explaining ourselves would be impossible. I just couldn’t help it, my weak heart demanded I see all my girls after succeeding in the trial.

Although I didn’t know it at the time, Iris was completely awake. She always has been. This cheeky woman lowered her heartbeat and pretended to be asleep to hear what I and my girls would do and say, perhaps as a final test to learn whether we were worthy of her trust or not.

And just as so, Iris pretended to sleep throughout the many hours I spent devouring my lovers.

Tomorrow, however, it would be time to resume my soul and XP-grinding efforts—er, I mean, helping the beastkin resistance overthrow the oppressive lionkin.

It wouldn’t be a seamless undertaking, to say the least.