Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Pyris stood quietly for a moment, his system displaying the results of his appraisal of the young moon elf girl.

'Her talent for magic is abnormally low,' Pyris noted inwardly. Although she hadn't reached the age of her awakening her magic talent, was a bit low.

But that could be fixed, instead of losing interest, he found himself even more intrigued. The young girl's low affinity for magic only sharpened his curiosity—her gift for technology was astounding, far beyond her years.

"Is it her…?" Mira began to ask, but Pyris nodded before she could finish.

"She's a genius," Pyris murmured, a rare spark of admiration in his voice. "She reminds me of myself, back then… If I can groom her…" His thoughts raced with the possibilities, and for the first time in a long while, a genuine smile crept across his face.

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Moments later, the pot-bellied shopkeeper returned running looking all sweaty, bowing low, huffing for breath as he placed a contract before Pyris. "Ah, hah, *ahem* my lord, the girl you've selected is priced at Ar100 million. A fine investment, I assure you."

Pyris handed over the payment without hesitation, the large sum meaning little to him, the slavekeeper swiped the card hurried lest the Young Lord might change his mind, that would be a loss...

But as the slavekeeper prepared to have the girl sign the paperwork—standard procedure to mark her as a purchased slave—Pyris raised his hand.

"That won't be necessary," Pyris said sharply, his gaze locking onto the man's. The coldness in his eyes left no room for argument. He had no intention of enslaving the girl. He wanted her to be free.

Signing the papers meant branding the young girl as a slave and ultimately a collar or sign of slavery.

The slavekeeper's face twitched in confusion but quickly masked his surprise with a bow. "As you wish, my lord. And no slave seal will be placed on her."

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The process of bringing the girl out of her room was quiet and orderly.

The glass door slid open with a faint hiss, the young girl sat cross-legged on the floor, tinkering with a small, intricate device—a miniature holographic projector she seemed to be assembling from scratch.

Her white hair was tied in a messy ponytail, her elven ears twitching slightly as she concentrated, oblivious to the people entering her space.

The moment she looked up and saw Pyris, her wide eyes sparkled with surprise. Her small face flushed, her chubby cheeks tinted pink as she gazed up at the handsome figure before her, his warm smile gentle but striking.

"Handsome brother..." the girl whispered, her voice filled with innocent wonder. She observed him as though scrutinizing him, she seemed to see through him but that was her thing, her way of juggling Pyris.

She tugged gently at the sleeve of Pyris' coat, her eyes glittering with hope. "Are you the one who bought me?" She was eager almost, as if she had found her lucky charm.

Pyris knelt down to her level, his expression softening as he looked into her moonlight-colored eyes—a radiant white that glowed with a purity only moon elves possessed. "Yes, Elsa," Pyris said, his voice soothing. "Big brother is here to take you from this place. You'll love it at home."

He reached out and caressed her cheek gently, his touch warm and reassuring.

For the first time, Mira saw a side of Pyris that she had never witnessed before—the soft, protective side that he usually reserved only for his family.

A genuine affection radiated from him, and it took Mira by surprise.

"To think this young dragon loved children so much," Mira whispered in amusement, her usual composure slightly shaken.

Elsa's eyes widened, and a beaming smile spread across her face. "Awh, big brother, you're amazing! You even know my name!" Her excitement bubbled over, her hands clapping together in glee.

Pyris chuckled, his heart warming at the sight. "Of course, Elsa. How would I be your big brother if I didn't know your name?"

He half-hugged her, pulling her close as his hand stroked her soft white hair, a tenderness in his touch that made the young girl's eyes water. Tears welled up in Elsa's eyes as she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck, her emotions spilling over.

The slavekeeper stood frozen, a puzzled expression on his face. 'How did he know her name?' he wondered. He hadn't shown any paperwork to Pyris yet. The moon elf's identity had been kept a secret, even in the listings.

"Don't put your eyes where they don't belong, weakling," Mira warned with a cold, icy tone, her eyes cutting into the shopkeeper like a blade.

The man stammered, quickly averting his gaze, sweat trickling down his forehead.

Pyris rose from his crouch and smiled down at Elsa. "Shall we go now, Elsa?"

The young girl nodded enthusiastically, her ponytail bouncing with her movement. Pyris couldn't help but laugh at her eagerness, the pure joy on her face lifting the mood.

As they began to leave the room, Elsa tilted her head curiously. "Where does big brother stay? Are you a big shot?"

Pyris let out a soft chuckle, amused by the girl's straightforwardness. "I suppose you could say that."

Elsa's eyes wandered over to Mira, who stood silently at Pyris' side. Her little finger pointed toward the phantom. "Is that big sister over there your wife?"

Pyris' deep laughter filled the room as Mira's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Hahaha, no, no. Mira is my most trusted companion."

Mira's expression remained impassive, though her eyes flickered with embarrassment. Pyris, sensing the opportunity to tease the girl, leaned in close to Elsa and whispered conspiratorially, "She's quite cute isn't she? And she's powerful as well, If anyone bullies you…" He made a slashing motion with his hand on his neck.

Elsa gasped, her small eyes widening in shock as she tugged at Pyris' sleeve. "So, if someone bullies me, will she…?" her voice quivered.

Pyris smirked, ruffling her hair. "Of course, no one would ever hurt you, Elsa with her or me around."

Mira coughed lightly, trying to regain her composure. "Young Lord…" she called, her voice tinged with embarrassment. The tease about being his wife still lingered in her mind, the images of hia sex with Ammit vivid in her head, especially after the size she had witnessed.
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"You embarrassed her," Elsa said with a giggle, looking up at Mira with wide eyes. "Isn't she cute?"

Mira's cheeks flushed a deeper red, her usual calm demeanor faltering under the gaze of the innocent moon elf child. "She's so scary," Elsa declared, shaking her head in denial.

Pyris couldn't help but laugh again, finding the entire exchange endearing. He picked up Elsa, effortlessly lifting her onto his shoulders. The young girl squealed with delight as she settled into her new perch, her hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair playfully.

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As Pyris, Mira, and Elsa stepped out of the slave shop, heads turned, and whispers rippled through the crowd. The sight of the aristocratic man with a young moon elf girl perched happily on his shoulders drew stares of surprise. In a city where slaves were treated as property, it was almost unheard of to see such a bond between master and slave.

But Pyris didn't see Elsa as a slave. She was family, as far as he was concerned. He marveled at how quickly the young girl had accepted him, how naturally she had taken to calling him big brother.

"She said she had a unique talent for judging character on sight," Pyris thought to himself. He couldn't help but be impressed by the intuitive gift the girl possessed.

He knew, from the moment he saw her, that she was special—not just for her talent in technology, but for the way she connected with others.

Elsa's clothes were simple—a white cotton dress that matched the pale glow of her eyes. Her small form was delicate, but there was a fire within her, a sharp intelligence that had been nurtured in the most unexpected place—a slave shop.

Pyris could already see her potential, the ways in which he could shape her future.

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Soon, they arrived at the hidden base Pyris had established, and as they entered, Elsa immediately spotted two women waiting for them—Alexa and Aurelia.

"Now these are my wives," Pyris said with a grin, introducing Elsa to the women.

Elsa's eyes widened again, a look of pure awe filling her expression. "Big brother, you have two wives?" she whispered, her voice filled with the kind of innocent wonder only a child could have.

Pyris smiled warmly, the beginnings of his new family falling into place.

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Awww~~~ finally she's here, Elsa. Just you wait!