"Lord Albel, may I attend your chambers tonight?"
"Angelica, bringing this up now is totally unfair."
"Today should be my turn!"
"Hey, this isn’t what we agreed at all."
"Flat-chested girls, step aside."
Albel lay on Alicia’s jade-smooth thighs, watching the beauties around him bicker over something trivial. He stretched lazily and sighed.
"This is the life I want."
The next second, the scene before him tore apart like paper ripped down the middle.
"Mmm..."
Albel slowly opened his eyes. He wasn’t in a bathhouse full of beauties—he was on a narrow bed. Alone.
"A wet dream?"
He sat up, rubbing his dizzy head. Just a dream.
Damn, if only it were real.
Reality’s cruel; dreams don’t just come true.
"Sigh. Time to get up."
Albel sighed. The revolution isn’t done yet—comrades must keep striving. Before building his harem paradise, he had work to do.
"Vera?"
As he moved to get up, a black-haired girl in a black-and-white dress appeared before him, staring.
Seeing his sister, Albel thought it a hallucination. He rubbed his eyes hard—but Verdandi vanished.
"Damn. Hallucinating from a wet dream? Vera couldn’t possibly be here."
He shook his head with a bitter smile. Verdandi was still waiting in the Banished Demon Realm.
Today, he’d find Alicia to discuss going home. She hadn’t agreed to be his wife, but with that idiot Holy Maiden’s IQ, a simple trap would trick her easily.
*Knock knock knock!*
Someone pounded on his door.
"Come in. It’s unlocked."
Too lazy to rise, Albel called out.
"Seriously, Al! Look at the time—the sun’s high! ‘Early bird catches the worm,’ right? I’ve been practicing swordsmanship since six!"
Alicia pushed in. The blonde had swapped her shiny Holy Maiden armor for casual clothes, radiating energetic youth. Sweat dotted her forehead and neck—proof she wasn’t lying.
"‘Early bird catches the worm’? True. But you’re not the bird—you’re the worm. Early worms get eaten."
Albel rolled his eyes, pulling on his clothes. With her sloppy sword skills—no specialization at all—what was she practicing?
"Tch! The guild master taught me an awesome move today. Star... Starburst Qi Abandon Treatment... Slash! Yeah, Starburst Abandon Treatment Slash!"
"Abandon treatment? Fits you perfectly."
Albel snorted. With her IQ, she was beyond help.
"Hmph! Don’t underestimate it—it’s a Seven-Star technique! Hits five targets at once!"
Alicia crossed her arms, boasting. She lacked Albel’s field-wiping insanity, but hitting five foes still made her proud.
"Still useless."
Albel shrugged. "Ragnarok" transcended this world—he had zero interest in petty tricks.
"Why quit being Holy Maiden?"
Albel recalled her selling the armor yesterday. She’d loved the role, full of herself.
"Tch! Too dangerous. And those Light Sanctuary Holy Knights? All scum."
Alicia stuck out her tongue. They’d nearly sold her into slavery—if Albel hadn’t arrived.
"Or they just didn’t want you."
Albel struck a nerve. Alicia bristled instantly.
"You always bully me! I’ll beat you up!"
She lunged, tackling him onto the bed, aiming to pinch his cheek like he did to her. But her strength was no match—Albel flipped her down, pinning her.
"Seems you’re already turned on this morning."
He studied her face: evasive eyes, flushed cheeks, pink lips. The fire from his dream reignited.
"You’re the pervert!"
Alicia pushed weakly, then pouted in defeat.
"Why no fight this time?"
Albel frowned. She usually resisted fiercely.
"You’ve seen, kissed, and touched me. I’m unmarriageable now—deal with it."
Alicia acted like she had nothing to lose.
"Perfect. We’ll go home today. My sister’s waiting for a sister-in-law."
Albel’s heart leapt. Hard work pays off—success was near.
"Your sister?"
Alicia had never heard of her.
"Verdandi. Long black hair, beautiful, with a beauty mark."
Albel described her.
"The one behind you?"
Alicia’s gaze flicked past him.
"You think your IQ can fool me? Today, I’ll devour you—show you my ‘special talents’."
Albel pinched her cheek, leering. An insult to his intelligence.
"Bro. Days apart, and you’re still this perverted."
