Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

This man turned out to be a bit of a yapper, but I can't say I didn't like his attitude.

Be that as it may, with the confrontation between me and Plump Fox 2.0 interrupted, it was time to traverse to Shadowhold and learn what role I might be given in the upcoming events.

"I heard about you as well. Ignis, the man who is expected to be the newest Veil Walker, taking the title away from Raika," I said while reaching my hand out, giving him a firm handshake.

My statement caused him to chuckle wryly as he reciprocated my handshake, "Haha! Don't put it like that; I'm begging you. If Raika overhears such a statement, she'll be after my ass. That woman is territorial like a wild beast. If she perceives you as a threat of any kind, well, let's just say your life will be a lot more troublesome."

The more I hear about or interact with this eccentric woman, the more she seems like a monster rather than a human.

"You're on your way to Shadowhold too? I know an entrance close by; we can go together."

My offer was accepted with a nod of Ignis' head, after which he stepped off of Ryker's back at long last. The brawler groaned with pain before one of his female teammates rushed to him and gave him first aid in the form of a healing potion.

Ignis offered no words of apology of any kind - the difference between how he treated Ryker's team compared to mine was night and day.

In this strange manner, Ayame and I found ourselves traveling alongside Ignis and the team of has-beens.

Ryker was busy nursing his hurt back alongside his hurt ego, while Selene 2.0 continued glaring daggers at me, but whenever Ignis would look in her direction, this sly fox would instantly change her tune to that of an amicable girl who has done no wrong in her entire life.

Honestly, I just didn't feel like dealing with the headache I would receive from interacting more with this arrogant pair; however, Selene 2.0 was right in that I shouldn't let my victory over Kael get to my head.

He might've been significantly higher level than me with much more experience under his belt, but I was given the chance to choose who I wanted to fight from a wizard, rogue, and swordsman trio.

If I had gone with the rogue or the swordsman, my duel might've ended with my loss. No, I'll swallow my pride and say that if it was the rogue, I would've surely lost. He would've just speed-blitzed me. Azura, the swordsman Iris ended up dueling, would've likely also been a greater challenge than Kael, and I barely managed to beat him in the first place.

However, the current me with my three deviant elements and the extra level I farmed in the week since that day would likely have the edge against Azura.

I checked my status window to analyze my current strength. The five Free Attribute Points I got from getting to level 27 were spent by putting two into Strength and three into Agility.

[Name: Quinlan Noir]

[Race: Primordial]

[Level: 27. XP 25087/91733]

[Health Points: 1200]

[Mana Points: 1763]

[Vitality: 80]

[Strength: 71] Explore more adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

[Agility: 85]

[Magic: 118]

[Primary Class: Primordial Villain level 26]

[Secondary Classes]

<Stormblade level 27>

<Elemental Sovereign level 29>

<Child of Agony level 11>

[Unused Skill Points: 12]

[Unused Attribute Points: 0]

Based on my calculations, I needed a little over 300,000 XP to reach the end of level 29, where the next primordial trial would await, which I would need to pass to be allowed into the level 30s.

I couldn't wait for this conflict to begin in earnest. The fact that I had to constantly suppress the strange fire burning inside me made me wish I could ask for advice from the primordials. For a moment, I considered ingesting a second elixir, namely the water one, to help me contain the fire. However, I had a strange feeling tugging at me that said doing so would be the end of me. I sensed that I had to subdue this power on my own without assistance, or it would refuse to listen to me.

After all, it was not mere fire I had in my stomach, but a strangely semi-conscious something. It always seemed that the four elixirs had a will of their own. For example, the fire wanted to destroy while the wind wanted to fly freely in the air.

"Ayo! Lord Ignis, mind if we join?" Another man and his group found us as we traversed through the woods. More followed after them, signaling our close proximity to the entrance.

Ignis turned out to be a highly respected man who many people had a favorable impression of. All who joined us greeted him with respect but also with some playfulness, knowing he wasn't one to be hung up about one's place on the ladder.

By the time we made it to the entrance that was guarded by multiple sentries, our little procession grew to about a hundred members, which ranged from Dawn Initiates, the absolute bottom of the barrel rank who were mere foot soldiers and errand boys, to a few other Shadow Vanguards besides Ignis.

"Identifications or no entry." The sentry who stood in the middle grunted.

Ignis took his gloves off, and his inconspicuous ring made to resemble an ordinary one materialized the same hologram message mine did, with the only difference being his name.

The guard nodded his approval of his entry, after which the the Ashbringer-classed man turned toward me and Ayame. "Were you given your ring already?"

"Yes."

My single word earned us numerous gasps, confirming what I already knew: only Phenoms and ex-Phenoms like Ignis had such a ring. The normal members were marked by a magical artifact that branded them, allowing the syndicate to know their whereabouts and prevent betrayals. However, such brandings were not visible to the naked eye; one needed to have a specific artifact meant to check for these magical markings to find them. Thus, Consortium members had no issues blending into crowds of normal citizens.

I removed my gauntlets, and the crowd's murmurs immediately quieted as their attention shifted to me. I extended my hand forward, letting the inconspicuous ring on my finger take center stage.

On my mental command, an ethereal hologram projected into the air.

Devil, a highly valued Vesper Phenom of the Consortium. Attacking him is the equivalent of declaring war on the Vesper Consortium.