While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends! Chapter 465
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While I knew that leaving any uncertainty as to which line would succeed, even if between two sisters could spell trouble for later, but considering how they didn't know whether or not I would be back before any potential scheme could be finalised and all the loose threads covered up, I hoped that rather than spelling trouble, it would work as insurance that if either one of them failed to give a birth to a male heir, the other one would pick up where the other sister left.
"Also, while I won't explain it yet, I would like an institution of sacred priestess to be established. For now, seeing how Jessie already do have a husband, I expect you, Barkal, to step up to the responsibility and give her a healthy son. For now, Helia will take up this position. As for what you will be responsible for, dear, let me elaborate."
There was no way I would leave this place without securing a part of my own interests. With how Bonger claimed than in preferable situation I could project entire Eve's soul on someone else, even if only temporary, I had to establish a position where the most devoted girls would accept this honourable gift… Or rather an outrageous order from a brutal dictator that set up their entire society. Even if in later ages, such a position would be surely justified and glorified, there was no point trying to lie to myself!
But while I felt that doing so wasn't the most moral thing to do, I simply couldn't care less. IN my life, Eve had always the highest priority. And speaking from what I saw back on earth, I was sure that there would be plenty of girls willing to offer their body while unconscious in exchange for life in luxury as the head priestess!
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"The head priestess won't have any ruling power and will be only responsible for advising the king, while dutifully abstaining from any relationships. If I ever come back to this place and will need to recuperate with her body, or maybe be generous enough to leave her off with a child, I want her to be pure. And obviously, since I already slept with Helia, I don't think anyone will have any problems with her taking up this position. Did I made myself clear?"
Seeing how everyone simply nodded their heads, I racked my brains about any other things that I should manage, before simply shaking my head and turning my back to the people.
"After you finish demolishing this sanctuary, make sure to leave the place around the tower completely empty. Only I myself have the right to use it. Also, there is a huge chance I will come back in a few years, maybe sooner, so I hope that by that time, I will see this place turning beautiful with new houses and accommodations for everyone. Godspeed!"
Not daring to waste any time on saying goodbyes, as soon as I raised my hand to wave them away, I stepped on the staircase, instantly vanishing from their sight. As this place was already in the vortex where the time dilatation was changing, I swiftly scaled the steps and arrived at the first floor of my tower, before sitting down and letting a huge breath of relief out of my lungs.
I didn't expect that as soon as I would step down to my own damned dimension, I would be apprehended (a/n yeah, finally used it properly, yay!), bound to the altar raised for my own blood, used as a sacrifice and then almost instantly turn into a judge solving a complicated case!
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What I hoped to be just a short vacation for my soul tired from all the scheming and fighting, turned into nothing short of a hellish experience! And as if that wasn't enough, I could only spare a few minutes on rest in my tower, as every second I was away from the heavenly city, would bring its inhabitants closer to discovering my ruse with the illusion!
After taking a moment to calm myself down and pull out the blood that flowed down to my nether parts when I thought about what would wait for me during my next return due to establishing the institution of practically a whore priestess for my own use, I finally stood up.
Before I left the tower, I still decided to check on the private medicine garden that I set up, only to be disappointed by the fact that while the time dilatation between the normal world and my small dimension changed immensely, the garden still remained at the same, double speed as compared to the real world.
With most of the plants not yet ready for harvesting, I had no other choice than to climb all the way to the tower just to take one last look at the impressive yet unfinished factory of mine, before climbing the stairs down to the teleportation room and approaching the lone, active portal.
Thinking about it, if I were to use my full strength, no one back in the cultivation city would pose any threat to me…
Wasn't it a good time to go back and check on Pengu? Doing so might even allow me to find some clues where I could find this bastard that dared to hurt Eve!
But in the end, I still decided against it. Only when the case with the heavenly city would be finalised, could I allow myself this sort of expedition. Unless I was willing to give up the immense wealth of knowledge contained within the sec libraries of that city, I had to hurry back and make sure that no one found even a hint that my body calmly cultivating on the bed was nothing but a poor illusion!
Taking a deep breath, I shook all the unnecessary thoughts out of my head, before staring for a moment at the darkness covering the portal. If my guess was right, rather than the insides of the portal being so dark, it was just a countermeasure aimed at preventing the forces of the negative entropy affecting my mind. Yet with everything that happened in the last few hours and with the huge hurdle to overcome back at the heavenly city, I had no strength to bother myself with this topic.
It was time, to act!
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