Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

I glanced at them for a bit apprehensively, my next words might come off very wrong. Anyhow, the world doesn't wait for cowards; I had to seize the opportunity. After steeling my resolve, I spoke up. "I've got a weird question for you mothers… Please don't freak out."

Two curious pairs of eyes blinked at me, wordlessly telling me to go ahead, which was exactly what I did.

"Can I drink your blood?"

Both gasped in sync, shock visible on their concerned faces.

"Quinnie, is it that you want us to be your blood mothers?" Mearie asked worriedly, and Luminara followed it up, "We would love that more than anything, but that's not how primordial biology works. You shouldn't worry about this topic anyhow! Even if we're not your mothers in the same sense of the word you came to know by living among mortals, we consider you our real son."

I chuckled while shaking my head, finding their reactions very adorable. "Mothers, I'm fully aware that I'm not your biological son, and I have no problems with that. To me, you're already my beloved mothers whom I cherish dearly."

My declaration made both Miri and Lumi smile, replacing their ghostly pale expressions. It seemed they were worried I would want a real motherly bond because, due to the lack of primordials in Thalorind, all I see are mortals who are birthed by their biological mothers.

"I didn't mention it yet, but Harbinger of Ruin already has another class available for me to unlock. Here's the requirements for the strange Necromancer stuff…"

I said and summoned my status window for them.

Capture the souls of 1,000 level 20+ entities 15/1,000 -> 203/1000

Capture the souls of 50 level 30+ entities. 8/50 -> 34/50

Capture the souls of 1 level 40+ entity. 0/1

The harvest I gained in the lengthy battle against the lionkin assault on the resistance base due to my opportunistic and arguably scummy fighting style brought in incredible results. No wonder I gained so much XP. These weren't even counting the souls of the slain wyvern mounts, as they were monsters. All of my experiences and findings indicate that monsters have no souls, or at the very least, their souls don't apply to my needs.

Anyhow. "This is what we've been talking about thus far, but the second class ready to be unlocked is this…"

[Blood Mage: Blood Mages manipulate the life essence of living beings to their advantage.]

Drink the blood of a level 70+ entity.

Obtain a blood storage artifact and fill it to the brim with the blood of your slain enemies. Must be at least 1,000 liters.

Understanding immediately dawned on both women's faces, and they shifted their plump buttocks on my thighs, turning toward me entirely.

"Why didn't you start with this?! You've made us so worried!" Miri whined cutely.

"Do you not care about your mommies?" Lumi asked with teary puppy eyes before shouting, "Quinnie is so cruel!"

I couldn't help but chuckle wryly, they were right. I should've conducted this conversation with a bit more consideration for their thoughts and feelings. Hugging them close to my chest, I spoke up, "You two are correct. This inconsiderate son of yours apologizes for his ignorance."

"As long as you understand!" Both of them chirped merrily, returning my embrace with all their hearts. We remained as such for a good few dozen seconds, just listening to the soft sounds of nature surrounding this lovely pond.

Then, they distanced their chests from mine and looked at me seriously. "We're more than happy to give you our blood, Quinnie." Saying that, Lumi materialized a mighty-looking dagger out of thin air—it was probably the same she used to try to kill Dragnar, the Primordial Dread. He'd attacked me back during my first visit because he thought I was Karl, the Primordial Shapeshifter.

The gorgeous blonde-haired primordial elf lifted said dagger to her wrist and cut deeply, making blood gush forth as if it were a spring. I caught her bleeding arm in my hand, brought it to my lips, and began gulping her blood down into my stomach.

However, disaster struck. Her wound closed up almost immediately, and it felt like the blood I already consumed had disappeared from my body. I checked the system interface, and the requirement to drink the blood of a level 70 or above person wasn't fulfilled.

"Damn it…" My annoyed grumble made the first elf grimace strongly. "It didn't work?"

I just wordlessly shook my head, making the woman even more distressed.

"Give it to me!" Miri quickly grabbed the dagger from Lumi's hands and injured herself in the same manner. I drank her blood with even more gusto, intending to take as much into myself as possible before she was automatically healed by the laws present in this strange dimension.

"No dice, I'm afraid…" The result was the same.
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"Curses…!" Miri cried, she was visibly saddened. Not wanting my mothers to feel bad about the situation, we tried again and again, with no luck whatsoever. No matter where they were cut or how deep, the result was a resounding failure.

"Enough, mothers. I'll find a way to solve this problem back in Thalorind. I don't wish to see you cutting your bodies up for my sake any longer. You've done enough already."

"Done enough?! We can't even do this much for our beloved baby…!" Lumi sobbed, and this time around, real tears streaked down her delicate cheeks.

Miri said nothing, but her expression was just as saddened. She was fighting her tears back, but in the end, she lost the battle. As I listened to the wailing of my two saddened mothers, all I could do was pull them closer and tell them it was okay and that I loved them.

They hugged me once again, but this time, true desperation and sorrow were felt through their actions.

My mothers were not able to tell me why they were in the current ugly situation, all I knew was they had lost some war or something along those lines and, as a result, had been exiled to this dimension. The duration of their stay wasn't known by me, but it must've been at least a million years, but likely more because the elves had proof of Luminara living among them. However, it was an incredibly long time ago, and no exact date of when she was last seen existed, to my knowledge.

Now, she was just a religious idol to them, ruling over the afterlife in the Eternal Forest where they believed the dead would find rest with the first elf watching over them.

I had an admission to make—I was weak to the tears of women.

I hated when those I cared about were weeping with sorrow overwhelming their precious hearts. Knowing I couldn't do much for them with my current strength, all I could do was hug my mothers close and keep reassuring them that it was okay.

However, deep in my soul, the wish to free them from this cruel exile has never been stronger.

I would free them, even if it was the last thing I did. I didn't know what wrong they'd committed if any at all, but they surely served their punishment and then some. It was time to let them be free.

We remained as such for an entire hour, letting my mothers collect themselves. "Tell me about this Jasmine woman…!" Miri demanded rather adorably. I obliged, showing them my memories of her.

"Hmm…" Lumi murmured, visibly deep in thought. "She seems like a nice girl, but I didn't see enough to say for certain."

Miri continued with her thoughts, "I'll say that she has a good sense of humor, and her head is in the right place. Honestly, Quinnie, this mother of yours has been worried about your taste in women; you seem to fall for the… uh… exotic ones. It's nice to have a woman who counterbalances them with her normalcy. She's a nice girl who loves you dearly and wants to see you succeed in your goals to accomplish your dreams, which is exactly what I want from my daughters-in-law."

"Exotic ones, huh?" I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing Miri dance around the topic as if she were walking on thin ice. I got a bit angry with them when they said Ayame wasn't a good mother candidate due to her thin hips, so they were visibly more careful with their words this time around.

To be honest, Miri was completely right. All of my women had some rather eccentric qualities about them; Jasmine was the most normal. If I end up seducing Kaelira or Sylvaris, they might join the camp of normal girls—unless I find out about some qualities they've been hiding—but for now, it was only occupied by Jasmine.

"I'm glad you find my fifth woman great. Mothers, can you tell me about the second requirement of the Blood Mage class' unlocking?"