《My Wish To Acquire 10 Wives》Chapter 3
Advertisement
"Woh"
This was the first word that came out of his mouth instead of "Are you okay?" or "Are you hurt somewhere?". A beauty to its extreme, at least from all the women that he had viewed recently. Moreover an elf woman, though the existence of elf is not denied in this world, but it sure is rare.
It seems that the elf raised her guard on the first comment of her savior. Noticing his own foolishness, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" while placing his upper coat on her naked body. It seemed her body charm and attractiveness is too powerful even for someone who often had sex in his previous life.
"Can you stand? What is your name? Oh sorry, I have not introduced myself, my name is Sachiro. I am from the Ishtar Empire."
"M..my name is Ca..Catherine"
"Oh my, what a pure name. By the way, it may be rude of me to ask but what are you doing here?"
"I..initially I was on a search for a certain someone, with them in my party. But, as I got lost, they took advantage of it and tried to rape me.", as she said that, tears dwelled up in hers eyes. She was on the verge of crying and I on consoling, yet she spoke.
"That girl there is my maid who tried to save me. Despite her efforts to duel them, yet the three were too much for her and was ultimately defeated, raped and killed. And I was their next target had you not arrived."
She broke down at this point and cried. Whereas I tried to console her, by hugging her and rubbing my hands on her back. Despite being half naked, it seems that she broke down at this point and let down her guard. Probably because I am their savior or because I killed the three men in such a way that she could not think of me as a rapist but a gentle man.
After venting out her frustration through cried, she sat back up and continued,
"I am the only daughter and second child of the Elven King. My older brother should be in line for the succession of the throne, yet my younger brother could not bear it. As such, he tried dirty means to trick and kill my younger brother. Though unsuccessful, his methods did not end. I was a throne to him and tried to wipe my existence and hence such was the situation. These men probably work for my younger brother who tries to kill me after learning exactly what I was doing in such a forest."
Advertisement
"So it was a political affair. It's probably best not to get involved in it. Lets escort her to the Empire and then matter close" or so he thought but the next question came as a surprise to him.
"Are you a cultivator?"
"Um.. Yes. Why?"
"Then will you please help. I am willing to do anything, even sell my body to you. But please stop my third brother. Please"
She practically kept begging me by holding my legs. Though it was unsightly and not my intentions to meddle in their affairs, yet I asked her a simple question, "Will you become my wife?"
There was an awkward silence for a moment. Catherine kept staring at me with eyes of confusion as if processing my question in her head. When I had almost given up hope, she suddenly replied with a "Yes" and cried away.
I for a moment was lost in my thoughts and questioned rather a peculiar one, "Why? "
However, her reply was a confident one.
"Even if I tried to marry someone, no one would after learning what had happened to me. No one would even look at me. An elf woman's pride is always her purity and strength and there is no denying that. Yet somewhat I feel tainted at the moment because of them. And so, I am ready to marry you if you will. Moreover, it is also in Elven custom to never say no to your savior unless the condition is an extreme one."
"So my request for marriage to an elven empire princess is not an extreme one?"
"That may be so, but you are also my savior who have seen me in this state. So... you better take responsibility.", said she with a slight cherry red blush on her cheeks.
Now, if the talk goes in that way, even I cannot refuse. Yet I asked her about my dream or rather my wish, "Will you marry me even if I say that I plan to have ten wives?"
This question was indeed and rather a sudden one. Yet, she nodded in affirmative and said, "It is quite common for a cultivator to have more than one wife, moreover you are still young, and worked quite hard. So according to me, ten or more wives are quite is quite normal for a man as young as you. But I also have a request that you will love me equally no matter how many wives you take. Promise me that and I will be happy.". She said with a cute smile on her face. It was damn hard to reject.
Advertisement
"Okay then. I will take you as my wife and offer you even love if I take more wives. In fact, I have fallen in love with you at first sight. You don't have to worry about my status for I am a Duke in Ishtar Empire. So no need to worry about you marring a commoner."
She clasped her hand near her mouth as if not believing the statement that I said. There was also a blush on her cheeks. It was indeed cute.
Well I have no proof as of now that I am a Duke of Ishtar Empire, for it was just a random wish to marry ten wives. But who knows, it might even come true. However, there was a current problem. She had no aura around her, apparently seemed like a non cultivator to me. To travel with me, she apparently needs to have a cultivation stage at Intermediate level.
"You have never cultivated, have you Catherine?"
When I called her Catherine for the first time, even I blushed slightly. Where as Catherine blushed deep red and avoided eye contact with me. Then she replied,
"No, in fact this is my first time, seeing a cultivator up this close."
"Well do you wish to cultivate?"
Well, I do not need to wait for an answer for there was a sudden sparkle in her eyes. She nodded vigorously. Even when I said that it will be a tough path and a path with no mercy, well she had already experienced the world through this experience.
"Well I can help you cultivate and level up. B..But for th...that we need to have s..ss..sex."
I somehow confessed the truth. For in order to cultivate, huge amount of resources are required. As my attribute is Void, a unique one, I can easily transfer energy from my body to others through sex, which for normal people have to use energy stones of different grades to level up. And being my attribute void, I have a sexual technique skill through which I can help others cultivate. Truly an attribute to make a harem.
Suddenly hearing such a thing, its not like she denied practicing it but there was a deep blush and further avoided eye contact, yet nodded her head, not with arrogance but with compliance with the situation.
Seeing that, I became bold. I hold her chin up and kissed her soft red lips. Ours tongue twisted while we kissed. After a while I released her and said, "Okay, with this, you have become my wife. Be sure to properly take of me."
After the kiss ended, Catherine's cheeks grew deep red. Even her pointed ears had a tinge of red. I opened up my inventory, a storage space, and provided clothes for her to wear. After being dressed, she looked somewhat more attractive with her beautiful white shinning locks. Her breasts ratio were no small matter. They were comparatively large and so was her butt, but it was to be expected of my wife, I said out loud in my mind proudly as I stared at her intently.
She waved at me while slightly tilting her head. It broke my trance yet she was damn cute.
"Lets go and save the Elven Empire for my wife's sake" and with that, we walked forward.
Now onwards to the Elven Empire!!
Advertisement
- In Serial475 Chapters
I Said Make My Abilities Average!
When Viscount Ascham’s House’s eldest daughter, Adele von Ascham, became 10 years old, she remembered everything with an intense headache. Her previous self, Kurihara Misato, 18 years old Japanese, lost her life when trying to help a young girl, and then she met God… A somewhat capable person burdened by the many expectations of the surrounding people, Misato, who couldn’t live as she wanted, pleaded to God. “In the next life, please make my abilities average!” Yet, somehow the story is wrong! The girl with 3 names, being careful to not accidentally become a S-rank hunter, lives normally. I mean, I’m just an average, common girl. No, seriously. Thank you for reading updated novel I Said Make My Abilities Average! @ReadWebNovels.net
8 213 - In Serial90 Chapters
Sexy Sect Babes
“One in a billion.” Jack kept repeating the mantra in his head. “One in a billion.” That was the number the Omni-Corps liked to cite whenever someone stepped onto one trans-mat pad and then simply… never stepped off the other. “Safer than a car,” he repeated as he slogged through the snow, his mining overalls doing at least a passable job of keeping out the cold as he brushed aside a tree branch. “Safer than a plane. Or a starship. Safest form of transport in the Star League.” He slammed his fist into a nearby tree, exo-empowered strength shattering it into little more than scattered bark and kindling. “Yeah, well I never heard of a car ride stranding some prick in another dimension!” He roared, his voice echoing through the seemingly endless forest around him. Then he kept marching. He’d seen the fire off in the distance. And given all the snow around, he sincerely doubted it was natural. Which left the unnatural. Which meant people. He hoped. Because even if the trans-mat had screwed up, he doubted it had dumped him too far off the central finite curve. The fact that the air was breathable and that he could recognize the trees around him as oak told him that much. And if the dimension he was in had trees native to Earth, chances are it would have animals too. Of which humans would hopefully be no exception. “Because I’ll be damned if I spend the rest of my days talking to goddamn squirrels.” No, if there were humans on this mudball, he was going to find them. One way or another.
8 635 - In Serial57 Chapters
The Dungeon Calls for a Sage
Archimedes was the ego behind one of the most powerful dungeons ever created. He grew and developed his halls, filling them with powerful monsters and beasts, over the course of thousands of years. He was a grand structure of ten thousand floors which even heroes had failed to defeat. However, an Evil God had come from another world, calling himself the Demon King, and a party of heroes were sent to do battle with it. Through their victory, they obtained enough strength to breeze through Archimedes' dungeon like it was nothing. Forseeing the end of his life, and realizing how pointless his pursuit of power had been, Archimedes destroyed himself, taking the heroes down with him. Still, Archimedes felt despair that he had lived a worthless life as something as pitiful and futile as a dungeon. Sensing his regret and potential, the voice of the world presented Archimedes with the chance to start anew and live a more meaningful life. Thrilled and hopeful for the first time in eons, Archimedes accepted the offer, only to be reborn again as a dungeon core with not a single room or monster to his name. Just what was the meaning of this?! Archimedes couldn't figure out what the voice of the world was thinking. Somehow, he would have to draw a sage into his dungeon to figure it out for him. _______________________ DCS is now a member of the WriTEr's Pledge, which means I have sworn to see it through to a satisfying end.
8 221 - In Serial11 Chapters
Ephemeral Shards
Since the beginning of time, individuals have always wondered, ‘Is there any life out there, above the stars?’ Instead, they should be thinking, ‘Is there anything down there, beneath us?’ The Drow are unruly, excessively violent and cunning race when compared to their elvish surface cousins. They are one of the reigning established races within the Underworld. Yet there is always something bigger, slumbering away, buried within deep shadows, waiting to be awakened. Synthia, a young naive Drow has it all - talent as a thief, a position within a high-class crew and the ability to act as graceful as a noble. The Drow Empire is on the verge of collapse due to internal disputes. How do you save a race when they're very foundations are built on lies and deceit? How do you trust someone when odds are, they’ll stab you in the back. How do you survive the terrifying creatures of the Underworld, when you can’t even survive the creatures that live within your own mind? Cover Art belongs to the original artist.
8 215 - In Serial15 Chapters
Hearm Jan's Short Stories
Please peek and enjoy. My various short stories that will not become a novel. :) I'll post them here slowly.1. From my previous, Shaky Seedy Spicy Story-Spumy.2. My various Flash Fictions: And Many more! @[email protected] not actually, I'm doing ZM for a moment :)
8 193 - In Serial25 Chapters
The legend of the sun guild.
Durning the age of darkness it was said that four people of great power were born. The first man of great might. Who hunted the monster and saw them as know more than a means to an end. He fought to simply feed his hungry for blood and power. He challenged both the heavens and the darkest depths of hell. He made the world know meaning of the word fear. He was a strongest swordsman of the world. During his time their were few who could say otherwise and by his end their was know to be only one who claimed to be his better. There were none who love the sword like him. And there would be none who his blade would love like him. They said that number did not matter to him. That all who face him blade would die without exception. They is a legend of him bringing death to an empire so he could claim the life of widow of a soldier who died of his own blade in the face death so that the sword man would not now the satisfactory of taking his life. They called him the sword of death. The second was a man of great rage. An noble avenger to the weak and and terror to the strong. He was a berserker but unlike most who would attempt to control they rage he would reveal in the through of it controlling him. He would streak across the battlefield ripping both friend and foe apart alike and he would do so with nothing but his bare hand. They called him an immortal they said the more be bleed the more his power would grow. And they spoke of the power to he he could trade his blood for death. They said that no mortal weapon could kill him and that he would rise to fight no matter the injury. There was a legend of him ripping off his own head and using it to club his enemies to death. They called him the immortal wrath. The third was a woman of madness and magic. She was a hated witch. They say that her only objects was to spread misery and hate. It said she lead many a good man from the right path to one of great evil just to she if she was capable of such things. Her experiments left only detestation in their wake as she tainted the lands in some way worse than the worse then the void or darkness ever could. Her magic was a foul and dangerous thing that saw all her enemy become her enemy. That she enter the territory of both the formed of order and the gods of Chao us would not go. That she played with the energy of the void. Legend speaks of a place where she corrupted the very darkness that that claim both the land and the people. Some say light would flee from her presence in fear of the shadows fate for that was her name she was the fate weaver. The forth was a man. He was simply known as… the hero of the world. But this is not his story. No this is a story that speak of the other three The unrelenting swords man The undying wrath The unquantifiable desire But it mainly speaks of their second life. For the age of darkness has long since pases and the age of fire is coming to a close. But as the age dies a new one must be born. ( the idea is that this story will be told from the perspectives of the bad guys. Their motives ,objectives, rise to power, struggles and what they want to achieve. But yes they are the ‘bad guys’ of the story it’s also probably important to note that for the time being it’s going to be written on my phone then edit later when I have the time and feel like it but you should probably think of whats here as a draft until further notice. )
8 89

