With great powers, comes a great harem!

“Kurokawa Ryouya. I have heard about you…and your heroic tales.”Rokuro stood without showing any reaction towards the fierce aura Ryouya was releasing.

The sword saint has summoned his beloved weapon ‘Kairi’ and held it in a reverse grip.

It has been very long since someone has passed through the radar of Ryouya and dared attack him. To hurt the guests who were here on Ryouya’s protection—an achievement that can be rewarded by nothing but death.

Rokuro tilted his head; not surprised by the elderly-looking man’s demeanor. Rokuro has lived enough to be aware of the feats Ryouya has achieved and why he was so widely known across the globe. Yet, given the dull-eyed man’s decision to face the Sword Saint alone, signifies the confidence Rokuro carried.

Both men remained silent and in the next moment sparks appeared between the two—yet neither had yet to make a move.

The sword technique, Quick Draw where Ryouya delivers a quick slash in such a manner, that from a normal perspective, one would think Ryouya hasn’t moved at all, was utilized. However, Rokuro sent a counter at the same pace.

Ryouya didn’t show any surprise and wielded his sword. This battle was not going to be as easy as he initially deemed—a conclusion that only took a single strike to determine.

The clashes between the two warriors didn’t allow either of them to notice the collision that occurred between Maya and Akira. And despite Ryouya’s presence in the hall, Yuki was kidnapped.

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Yuki couldn’t understand why he can’t move his body. It was like he was stuck in some closed space and someone had poured cement to completely jam his body.

He tried using his spells on himself and his opponent but to no avail. It felt like his mana, body, mind…everything was just stuck in one place. If anything re-ignited his mind and forced him a little out of the shell, then it was Maya.

Thankfully, the woman healed Maya before Yuki could have killed himself by exerting himself to get free of his restraints. And the next instance, once relief washed over him, Yuki’s consciousness blacked out.

He didn’t know how long passed since he fell unconscious but for him, only a few seconds went by and the next moment he was wide awake—currently chained inside what seemed like a wide and huge bedroom.

Only shorts were visible on his body while his wrists were cuffed with thick bracelets that had chains attached to them. Yuki was still not able to move much—just only his head.

‘What an absurd spell…is this even recorded?’ Yuki has gone through several magic directories but he never came across something like ‘Possession’.

Yuki knew his mental defenses hadn’t been triggered so it wasn’t like this woman was a mental-interference expert. His blood wasn’t ejected to influence him—a type of magic Yuki considered his kidnapper to be well-versed in.

He received a signal from Maya and sighed a relief to find her stats to be normal. Shio has yet to receive the news since her current emotions were not showing any sign of anxiety.

‘Now I need to find where am I and-‘

*Click*

His train of thought was broken as the giant doors with several jewels and engravings parted from the middle and revealed the face of his kidnapper.

“Ah, you are awake.” Her momentary surprise turned into glee as she almost glided her way toward the bed and jumped on him.

Resting her head on his bare chest the woman purred like an animal. Under normal circumstances, anyone would have called that gesture adorable. However, Yuki was far from that mood to appreciate this woman.

“W-who a-a-are y-y-you?” He still wasn’t able to utter words properly which explains the stuttering.

The woman didn’t lift her head from his chest and softly drew loops on his chest with her long red painted nail.

“I am? Hmm~someone who has been seeking you for a long time.”

“W-why?”

The woman suddenly jumped and landed her butt on his belly. In a straddling position, she held him by his face. Her expression morphed from elation to pure ecstasy with her ruby eyes adopting a passionate look.

“Why do you ask? Isn’t that obvious?! I have taken a liking to you! I, one of the strongest entities of our kind, had her eyes on you for a looooooooong time. And now, I can’t wait anymore.”

Yuki’s eyes widened as suddenly the woman dove towards his neck and a piercing sensation erupted near the base of his neck.

“Agh!” Yuki experienced a stinging sensation like a still-burning amber had been inserted inside an open wound. He groaned but failed to even move a single muscle of his body.

Faintly he could hear the woman gulping down his blood and her body turning hot—something Yuki could feel even though there was a layer of clothes on her body.

“Puah! That was…..incredible!” The woman parted her lips from him, only to expose her slightly elongated front canines. She licked her lips to taste the remaining blood and her whole body shivered in pure bliss.

The expression she was making cannot be faked. She was above and beyond satisfied.

“Mmm~was it surprising?” Akira glanced at Yuki who still was looking at her with his eyes a little widened.

Akira tilted her head and leaned forward, “Do you wanna see something more surprising?”

Soon Yuki’s shocked expression shifted.

Yuki felt his heartbeat rising in leaps and bounds upon smelling a certain scent coming from the woman and her pale neck suddenly became the only thing he could focus on.

His whole being was only focused on the woman currently as Yuki lifted his head and without even realizing it, with his newfound strength orientated from desperation, broke all his restraints.

“Kyah!” Akira yelped with her eyes closed and a wide smile on her face as Yuki held her by the waist and straightened his back.

Suddenly protrusion could be seen coming out of his lips before he sunk his elongated teeth into her flesh.

Akira sighed, feeling her virginity being stolen so abruptly but she made no move to resist him, rather, she softly caressed his hair and allowed him to feast on her to his heart’s content.

Yuki swallowed a lot more than Akira ever could have—to the point where her already pale complexion started to turn even whiter than a sheet.

However, she never stopped him until Yuki himself didn’t take his lips off her, and fell back to the bed.

Akira was heaving long breaths as she gazed at Yuki with a fond look on her face.

Wiping the trailing sweat off his face, she whispered in a sweet tone, “I hope we no longer need to remain separated.”

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A/N:- Hmm. Welp, this decision of sudden plot twist was planned since the time Yuki received his blessings. However, I never thought I would ever reach this point.

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