Harem Tournament of Champions

This couldn't escape Vanas' reaction. "What the heck was I thinking?! You should know your current place, my friend."

'Curses to you and your generation!' Wae barks in his thoughts, glaring daggers at Vanas.

Hisha chuckled inwardly upon realizing that none of them took notice of their actions nor did they bother learning anything about themselves other than their name, positions, and a few of their power ranks.

Even now, despite having seen their abilities firsthand, many still doubted the Ogres based solely on appearances alone.

This included the likes of the citizens of Straton and others.

This might have been exactly the reason why the previous host chose these particular ones since they weren't afraid to stand against adversity, much less challenge him directly with their abilities.

"How do you feel living amongst us?" Hisha asks, curious about his response.

Answering honestly, Nezrugg replies, "we've lived alongside other tribes ever since our birth until today. We grew accustomed to seeing different races together as friends."

Looking between each member of the tribal chiefs, he continued talking.

"My race has never been aggressive toward any species unless provoked beyond measure. If we come across a hostile individual then we'll retaliate accordingly."

There was a brief pause where everyone stared at one another, almost as though they were guilty of perpetrating one act of the other.

"Just what I like to hear." Hisha commends.

Nezrugg bows his head and looks to Elkhazel.

'The last one.' Hisha makes a mental note as he watches the Elf tribal chief smirk at it finally getting to him.

His fair skin compliments his silver hair perfectly well, yet when compared next to his fellow tribe mates, everyone seemed dull in comparison to the exquisite handsome look.

His beautiful hazel orbs glimmered brightly in contrast. They gave off a sense of calmness that helped ease the tension within him.

His black feathery coat over an equally black striped long-sleeved shirt and pants stood out above the rest, flaring outwardwards slightly as it made contact with the ground below.

Elkhazel's pointy ears twitched slightly as he picked up the slight change in the wind.

'This seems nice, one big family.' He thought, not bothering to look at the rest.

Being scary quiet as he was, rivaling Draegul as he barely made any contribution or words, his lips drew into a thin line.

He felt relaxed after speaking with the Lord, glad that things turned out better than expected given how hard he worked to gain acceptance from their new leader. The thought brought a faint hint of warmth throughout him before fading away once again.

Hisha raises a brow at Elkhazel and immediately requests a character status.

[Name: Elkhazel Zinjeon]

[Height: 174cm]

[Position: Chief of the Elf tribe]

'For someone who is considered an elf, he looks more human though.'

[The High Elf King is considered one of the most handsome of all tribal territories... excluding you and your charms]

Hisha let out a chuckle at the quick save from his system. He couldn't even care less if he wasn't considered handsome.

But there was something about him that felt oddly off and unsettling.

"Lord Hisha, I and my people have lived in relative peace and have lived one with nature..." He commences with a bow.

'Typical.' Hisha rolls his eyes and nods his head.

"... and as such, we hold no grudge against any individual." He concludes.

Silence!

Hisha stayed quiet for a while, taking in the exaggerated words mixed with lies.

'All he needs is a blood contract.' Hisha deadpans in his thoughts.

It was excusable that the others had hidden one thing in common–their impossible plan to overthrow him and rid him of his power.

The only one he hated was displayed by Elkhazel. So far, he had been the only one who had not shown signs of plotting against him, with no envious stares, remarks, or going out of line when it came to his rule over his land.

'There's definitely more to this than is realized.'

Observing the looks on the rest of his tribal chiefs, he notes the shocked looks that were replaced with a mischievous glint after Elkhazel had spoken.

'My next target.' Hisha makes a mental note with a smirk.

[How do you plan on trapping him, host?]

'I'll think of something. I always do.'

"If any of you have any cause for complaint be sure to let me know and I would investigate and have it fixed," Hisha suggests.

"Thank you, lord Hisha!" They all reply in unison.

"That would be all for now," Hisha announces to everyone as he gets to his feet.

Opening up a portal that each led to their respective territories, he nods his head and waits for them to go through.

Waking through, it immediately closes.

Zwp!

Bang!

Pushed back and away from the portal, Vanas is thrown back to the floor.

'What the fuck is that?' He snarls at the unfair treatment when it was his turn.

Seeing a shadow cast above him, he looks up only to stare straight at Hisha's glowing eyes.

Unconsciously letting out a yelp in surprise, he looks ahead only to see the portal close up.

Zwwp!

"M... My lord?" Vanas pushes back and gets to his knees to bow in reverence.

Hisha deactivates the glow in his eyes and shakes his head in disappointment.

Turning around, he gets to his seat and crosses his leg.

"Do you know why you were chosen to stay behind?"

Reluctantly shaking his head, Vanas wonders how he could remotely know that answer.

"Good."

'Good?' Vanas tilts his head to the strange hidden meaning.

"As much as your personality is fitting for your race, extremely overdoing it would lead to a serious punishment."

Vanas looks to the floor, slightly disappointed that he had found himself in such a situation and was left to fend off for himself.

"I apologize, my lord. I will be more considerate." Vanas lowers his head.

Hisha nods and continues, "that isn't why you were chosen."

Beckoning him forward, Hisha points to the nearest chair.

Cowering in fear, Vanas has second thoughts about going through with the plan.

"I won't kill you." Hisha jokes, hoping to put him at ease.

Sitting down on the chair, Vanas' hands drum on the armrest, and his legs shake in fear, waiting for the mysterious reason.

Hisha grins as he offers, "I will give you a task, if you can complete it within a week, I have a reward you wouldn't want to miss."

Vanas' mood was instantly elevated by the promise of a reward and the fact he had been specifically chosen for the task.

"I'm all ears, lord Hisha." Vanas leans forward with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

*****

3 hours later,

'What are my stats currently?' Hisha calls out.

[Name: Lord Hisha]

[Level: 1007]

[Height: 185cm]

[Position: Supreme Overlord]

[Ability: Replicate]

[Sux: 1000/1000]

[Meretrix: 3]

[Points: 266000]

[Exp: 53]

[Total number of your harem: 6167]

Hisha blinks at a full Sux stat, 'I didn't engage today, how sad."

[You should be glad that today was a better day than the rest]

'I need my raw carnage level up and running, that temptress won't wait, would she?'

[She has never waited, nor have you gotten an idea of her main plans]

HTC teases with a smirking emoji.

'Stop sowing doubts in my mind about where your loyalty lies.' Hisha chastises.

Flexing his biceps, he takes a look at his reflection. "That's some ripped body, right there."

[You sound like a narcissist, host]

'Let me appreciate myself even if it's just a bit, HTC.

[...]

Relaxing, he facepalms, realizing how stupid he felt after doing that.

'HTC, it's time to commence my plan.'

[Now? It's late at night. What do you plan on doing with that by this hour?]

'Aren't you meant to be happy about the deduction of the points?' Hisha cocks a brow.

[Do I consume the points? Do I get females like you?! Does it upgrade my system, HOST?!!!!]

Hisha covers his ears, chuckling at the reaction from his system.

'You're cute when you are angry.' Hisha teases with a grin.

Flashing a huge angry emoji on the screen, Hisha repeatedly closes the user interface that obstructs his vision.

'Could you stop that and grant my request?'

HTC obliges and puts a devilish emoji before it questions Hisha.

[What request, host?]

*****

A/N

¶ What do you think Hisha wants to do?

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