Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

However, she had a secret weapon. "He did something recently that even you will think to be unjustifiable! I'm sure of it!" She took a deep breath as she collected her thoughts, and then she revealed it. "He allowed his worker slaves to r-r-rape one of his female slaves!"

"Hah?!" Luminara and Mearie shouted in sync, they didn't like the sound of this at all. Seeing their reaction the Goddess had a triumphant smile and she puffed her chest out proudly.

"Wait…" Malakar sensed that something was amiss here. "From what I know he is great to his subjects. Did this woman do something to deserve this?"

The Goddess' smile froze before she stammered, "t-there's nothing that could possibly justify letting a woman be raped!"

To her surprise, the father of humanity had an ominous look on his face. His features darkened, his eyes swirled crazily, and his entire aura was menacing as though he was wordlessly threatening the Goddess, though none of this was directed at the divine woman sitting in front of him, he was just reminiscing about the past. "Trust me, Lilyanna, there are many things that could justify it."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Hehehe! Luminara started giggling, "the way you look reminds me of the time when you tore the first male elf apart in a single move."

"Ah. My apologies." Malakar caught himself and returned to his old, retired grandpa attitude as he realized that he started slipping.

Indeed, he was a wild one back in the day, and he was also one of the strongest primordials across all of Thalorind. When the first male elf got on his wrong side he outright executed him and went as far as to burn any document that mentioned him and eradicated his family members as well as descendants, that's why the mortals don't know about the first male elf, and this is also the reason why Luminara is remembered as the first elf, not the first female elf. Malakar outright deleted him from Thalorind's history because he didn't like the tone with which he spoke to him.

"So, Lilyanna, do you have something to add to Quinnie's actions?" Mearie asked. Hearing Malakar's thinking, she couldn't help but agree. There was no way he would do something like that without reason. If he was a sick boy who allowed any of his five lovers he showed his memories of to her and Lumi to be raped, she would be so disappointed that she would cry endlessly.

"… Ugh… It was the woman who shot him in the back, the reason why he came here when he did. He is still an evil man!!!"

"So the laddy won!" Malakar decreed proudly while clapping his two palms together in excitement. They all knew of Quinlan's situation and even wished him the best when he departed to be shot in the face as soon as he left.

"Totally justified." Luminara scoffed while sending a disapproving glare toward the Goddess.

"Yeah. All good." Mearie nodded.

"Boy have I done worse to my enemies…" Malakar reminisced with a sick smile.

"You people are sick!" Lilyanna cried with disbelief. "One of his lovers even called me a stuck up bitch! Is that also fine with you?!"

Both women looked at her wryly.

"Whatever. Instead, tell us what happened!" Luminara dismissed her thoughts and urged the Goddess to start storytelling.

"Wait, wouldn't it be better to hear it from Quinnie's mouth directly?" Mearie asked worriedly.

"We can just pretend that we had no knowledge and clap jovially as he proudly narrates his heroics! I'm dying from curiosity, I have to know what happened."

"You sly elf, I refuse to lie to my baby!"

"He is not your baby but ours! Also, it's not a lie but a harmless omission. We both know that this woman will tell the story completely differently from how he will anyhow."

"Sure…" With that, they came to an agreement and turned their gazes to the Goddess who was watching the scene unfold with disbelieving eyes.

"What do you mean whatever?!" The Goddess cried but when still no one was receptive to her complaints, she sighed and reluctantly began, but only after she switched her legs so that now the right one was crossed over the left one. "He was in the middle of impaling the severed head of his enemies' second-in-command onto his saber while having a sickening smile on his lips, which was why I came here. I didn't want to watch it any longer. Anyhow, let me go back in time to when he returned from the primordial test and start from there…"

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"The Wraithclaw's reign is over! The Ascendants have taken over! Everyone must join the speech that will take place at the Square at any moment!" A man shouted from the top of his lungs.

Hearing this outrageous statement Cela couldn't believe her ears. They lost? She knew that most of the outlaws were rather average, but Blackjack was a horrible monster. He alone invaded the original Wraithclaws and beat them to a pulp, after which he executed the leadership and took the mantle for himself and the few followers he brought with him.

Her late husband was one of the executed leaders. He and his friends one day decided that enough was enough and rebelled against the Blackthorn family who were abusing every single one of their hardworking subjects. They knew that fighting in the open was useless so instead they just packed up and established a settlement in this obscure valley. Life was very hard but at long last they didn't have to worry about their unjust overlords deciding to take whatever they wanted, their daughters included.

Alas, it was not meant to be. They were too weak to protect themselves, and the first opportunistic outsider who got wind of them took over. She and all of them knew that the real menace that made their lives hell once again was Specter, the second on command. Blackjack was just a mad brute who killed everyone that stood up against him.

She looked at her young son with disbelief before hugging him close because he was trembling scaredly. "It's okay…" She whispered but even Cela herself found it hard to believe her words.

They were hiding in the little basement of their shack due to the terrifying sounds the clash of these two groups emanated, but the sounds ceased about an hour ago, replaced by an eerie silence. Until now, that is.

She slowly, carefully, rose to her feet and opened the latch that led to the basement. "Stay here, my little gem. Mommy will check what's going on."