After long agonizing three-hours,
'How much more do I have to go on this?' Hisha whined in his thoughts.
[690 unmarked]
[Till they stop meeting with you while you gave them the opportunity at freedom]
HTC deadpanned. All it could do was take count of the total number of those who had left only then could it give the final estimate of the remaining harem count.
Cross popping veins made their way to Hisha's forehead at the words. His attention was drawn to the next female that approached him.
"My lord," the sweet voice of a blue haired female bowed in respect. Her bob cut hair braided at the side with a fringe framing her forehead swayed to her movements before bouncing back as she straightened her posture.
'Something isn't right.' Hisha narrowed his eyes on the female. Her beady blue eyes, set low within their socket, had a sort of malicious glint in them.
[Warning: Malicious intent detected!]
[Range: less than a meter from host]
Hisha's eyes gleamed as his self-consciousness had doubled tremendously.
'Malicious intent eh?!' Hisha laughed it off and mentally prepared himself for what she planned on doing.
He had placed his hand on her chin to release her from his mark. As they slowly aligned their gaze, he shook his head and pulled away.
"Where do you think you're going?" He leaned in for a whisper.
The female's body froze due to a force holding her in place.
'Zui! You despicable witch!' She snarled in her thoughts, feeling an invisible magic ring wrap around her body.
Hisha noticed something was wrong with her behavior and could easily detect something was wrong and immediately searched the crowd for the same strong aura being remotely manipulated.
His eyes stopped at Zui's smirking lips as she made use of the opportunity to blow a kiss his way and wink at him.
'What in the w–"
Shaking his head, he cleared his throat and looked back at the female. His cold gaze fell on her and she trembled slightly.
"Please spare me." The female whispered, feeling the need to save herself from prying eyes.
Hisha raised a brow at her words, she was anything but saved.
'You wanted to pull a fast one, an immortal? Who goes on a suicide mission like that?' Hisha laughed in his thoughts, but his exterior said otherwise.
He knew once they were unmarked, they had a better chance of trying to attack him unawares since they weren't bound to him anymore.
[This could have been the work of some of your subjects plotting against you]
Hisha hummed to the suggestion, that was the only plausible reason.
Walking closer to her, he cast a demeaning gaze that forced the female to her knees.
'HTC, character status.' He commanded.
[Name: Pesa Jynx]
[Height: 168cm]
[Position: Fay]
'Just a fay?' Hisha grimaced at how low her status was in her kind.
Squatting, he pulled her by the chin and stared into her eyes, but instead of saying the words to unmark her, he thought of a better way to punish her and get the information he needed later on.
"You would stay by my side as I would never reject you, no one would hurt you as long as you are stuck with me." He hissed, putting on a smile for those who could see him.
Pesa's eyes widened in fear and disbelief. Her head shook to his words as she repeatedly begged to be set free but couldn't voice out her pleas for the rest to hear.
She trembled in fear when she realized all that had transpired were nothing more than thoughts replaying in her head as she was back to the very spot she had stood when she was restrained and was oddly silent.
'No! This can't be!' Pesa struggled to get free before she couldn't stand a chance anymore.
She would prefer death over being locked up and interrogated.
She shivered to an approaching cold aura seething off from Hisha.
He had his glowing eyes gleam coldly when stretching two of his fingers out.
Pesa tried to shake her head, but fixating on the spot prevented her from reacting. She watched with wide eyes when Hisha lightly tapped her forehead, causing her to lose consciousness immediately.
A collective gasp could be heard from Hisha's harem below.
Hisha rolled his eyes, turning a deaf ear at their reaction to what he had done, he owed no explanation and was aware some of them could sense Pesa's evil intention.
Getting to his feet, his eyes glanced through the remainder of his harem.
[Harem: 6258]
Kritz watched what had transpired with suspicion. He could tell something had gone wrong with the harem for his lord to reject her release and put her in that state.
A part of him was suddenly curious about the information that had pushed his lord to do so.
Walking up to Kritz, Hisha placed his hands on his shoulder and leaned in for a whisper, "take her to the dungeon, make sure she doesn't escape until I'm done here."
Pulling away, Hisha turned his focus to the rest below. Pretending like none of what they saw was of any concern.
Although Hisha's words only confirmed Kritz's suspicion, he couldn't hide the shock in his wide eyes of disbelief–this was a harem member.
"As you wish, my lord." Kritz bowed and walked up to an unconscious Pesa. Creating a black misty orb around her–since he couldn't touch his lord's harem.
Zzt!
He disappeared along with the orb, a black mist spiraled before dissipating.
Hisha stared at where they were before for a brief second. 'Some are just bound to betray.'
[...]
With their heads raised to watch Hisha, Solara shook her head and whispered with the corner of her lips to Zui. "You had to go that far?"
"I never liked her," Zui shrugged. "It turns out that bitch was up to no good anyway. Serves her right." She snickered.
Solara closed her eyes and smiled in satisfaction. "It was for the best, no one tried to taint our positions."
"Exactly." Zui nodded her head in agreement.
***
Looking down at his harem, Hisha decided to finalize their decision. "A total of 10 meretrixs had been unmarked, and I assume those who had stayed had done so to prove themselves worthy."
'There are still some who have hidden agendas like Pesa, merely masking for a time.' Hisha added in his thoughts.
"The start of the tournament would go on as scheduled, may the blessings of the celestials be in your favor." He finalized.
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In the dungeon,
"Let me out!" Pesa screamed at the top of her lungs, pulling on the chains clutched on her wrists.
The concrete walls shook due to the strain as she pulled.
She looked around and could only make out a wooden bench fixated to the wall, the dimly lit room gave her little to go with.
Her eyes darted everywhere in search of a way to escape if she had the opportunity.
"It's pointless to think of an escape," Kritz watched her with an indifferent gaze. He could tell she was as impatient to leave just as any sensible person would.
Pesa gritted her teeth and glared at him, she had not expected to be treated in such a way, especially not after being Hisha's harem.
Kritz rolled his eyes and focused his attention temporarily on the loose button on his red jacket. It was only a matter of time before his lord would arrive.
All that was needed was to watch over her and make sure she made no trouble.
The guards couldn't be of help in this situation as they are not allowed to be as close as he was to their lord's harem.
'It would have been nice to have sheep brain spark up a silly conversation to lighten the mood.' Kritz wished in his thoughts.
A smile made its way to his lips but immediately turned into a frown when he had seen Pesa's blue eyes glow.
As a fay, it was only sensible to keep his distance from her, he would not risk inviting trouble to himself by killing her to save himself of her mind control.
"Please shut your lips, your puny attempts of struggling disgusts me." Kritz sneered.
Pesa paused for a second and switched glances from her wrists, there were red marks that had been a result of her struggle.
She couldn't afford to be present when Hisha arrived after he was done with the harem–that would spell doom for her if she didn't reveal her plans.
"You can't do this to me!" She cried, pouting and whimpering. "I'm innocent, please let me go."
'Innocent? Do I look stupid to you that I wouldn't be able to tell?' Kritz scoffed and rolled his eyes.
When he narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his lips, he had seen to a particular degree what had happened, but that could never be comparable to the bad vibes he had observed about her.
"You had tried to kill an immortal..." Kritz suppressed his chuckle as he spoke, "how is that working out for you?"
He shook his head and turned his attention towards the only ventilation in the chamber–a small window that could barely fit a head through.
The only source of light that cast its light on the stone floor.
When the decision was made to get his lord's harem, he had been excited about the prospect of a much livelier environment, but after just a few days in, he had wondered if this was a decision that would be able to stand the test of time.
It had also brought more problems to his table, they had inadvertently invited masked enemies into the citadel, prompting him to constantly wonder who else could want to betray his lord.
"Kritz, you know I couldn't do that." Pesa solicited.
She wanted him to stare into her eyes and get lost in them, play on his conscience to get her release, but no matter how she had tried to reach out to him, he wouldn't as much as spare another look her way.
"It's pointless trying to get to me, so I would suggest that you–"
Creak!
The door leading to the dungeon pulled open and in came Hisha taking long strides as he walked, he had a stern look on his face with his hands shoved into his pocket.
Kritz had tried to think of the possible reasons why his lord's mood had changed.
[Kritz is trying to read your mood, host]
Hisha cast a gaze on Kritz's way to affirm the words related. Immediately he locked eyes with Kritz, the latter immediately looked down in respect.
Not wasting much time, he walked up to the dungeon and placed his hand on the metal bars. "How are you enjoying your private room?"
Pesa blew on stray strands that fell on her face and whipped her hair back. Her eyes glowed as a burning hatred began to resonate from within.
Hisha felt the aura and brushed it off with a shake of his head, he still didn't understand what sort of malicious intent she had in store for him.
Curiosity led him to move his face closer to the bars, his focus on those eyes that carried so much hate.
"How could you take up such a difficult burden all on your own?!" Hisha hit the bars in frustration.
She was the first that had made him take such an unprecedented approach, even Alta was never put in such a situation.
"..."
Pesa went silent, refusing to say a word. If she could keep the secret buried in her, then so be it.
'HTC I would like to know one thing, what's the probability that I can have something of hers that would make her concede?'
[... Loading... 0%...]
[20%... 67%... 100%]
Ding!
[Ability Extraction]
The corner of Hisha's smile began to grow into a grin as he took in the information explained by HTC.
Pesa's face turned pale at Hisha's actions, he didn't seem angry, yet he was grinning?!
Opening the metal door, he stepped into her dungeon room space and squatted.
Pesa flinched and pushed back, "don't come any closer!" She cried and closed her eyes as she prepared for the worst.
Hisha looked behind him and saw Kritz watching both of them. Signaling him to give them some alone time.
Kritz nodded his head and quietly excused himself.
Confirming that Kritz was no longer present, he glared at Pesa. "If you think you can get away with this, you have forgotten who I am."
Pesa's heart raced to an alarming degree at the impending approach to where she was forced to lower her actions.
"Tell me who put you up for this?" His cold voice made her tremble in fear.
'Do not get triggered by this, it's bound to happen. All you need is this little clue.' Hisha thought of calming himself.
Being overly sensitive to this sort of issue would take him nowhere. If that would mean he uses an ability specifically made for his harem, he was sure to test it out the soonest.
[Would you like to use this ability?]
'If this would get her to talk, it won't hurt to try.' Hisha readily agrees to the activation.
[Ability: Extraction]
"I would ask you one more time, why did you try the impossible?"
"..."
"Have it your way then." Hisha shrugged and pretended to be uninterested.
With wide shocked eyes, Pesa pulled hard on the chains, pushed back, and shook her head to avoid the touch of Hisha. She had been made unconscious once, but not again.
With the flick of his finger, he aimed at her shoulder as a diversion. When she was properly distracted, he gently patted her head.
A sense of calmness washed over her, and the thought of struggling out of his grasp was buried at his touch.
When she tried to activate her ability since he was in close range, her jaw dropped.
"What did you do to me?!" She questioned through gritted teeth, putting up another attempt at pulling on the chain much harder than it was originally meant to hold back.
****
A/N
I had been having some thoughts on this story and wasn't so sure if I should continue with this so... I would love to know if you've read it thus far by making an inline comment on this paragraph with a +1.
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