Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Pyris entered the hidden base with Elsa perched happily on his shoulders, her small hands tangled in his hair as she giggled with innocent joy. The base was quiet, a stark contrast to the bustling streets outside, but inside, the warmth of family awaited.

As they entered the main hall, Alexa and Aurelia were already waiting, their eyes lighting up at the sight of Pyris. But it was the little girl on his shoulders that drew the most attention.

Elsa, with her wide, sparkling moon-colored eyes and messy ponytail, immediately caught the women's curiosity.

"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.

"Is that the new member of our family?" Aurelia teased, her voice playful as she crossed her arms, raising a brow at Pyris.

Pyris gently set Elsa down, ruffling her hair as he introduced her. "This is Elsa, and she'll be staying with us from now on. Treat her well."

Before Alexa or Aurelia could respond, Elsa stepped forward, her hands on her hips, eyes gleaming with mischief. "So, you two are big brother's wives, huh?" she asked, her voice filled with innocent curiosity but tinged with playful teasing.

She stared up at them with her bright eyes, making both women slightly uncomfortable in a way only a mischievous child could.

Alexa laughed softly, crouching down to Elsa's level. "I suppose you could say that," she said with a warm smile. "And who told you that?" She teased.

Elsa shrugged casually, her lips curving into a grin. "I just knew. Big brother's too handsome not to have two beautiful women as his wives!"

Aurelia let out a low chuckle, her hand resting on her hip as she glanced at Pyris. "She's sharp. I like her."

Pyris smirked, clearly enjoying the playful banter between the women and Elsa. But Elsa wasn't done.

She looked between Aurelia and Alexa with the bright-eyed innocence that only a child could pull off. "So, which one of you is the boss of the two?" she asked, blinking up at them as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world.

The women exchanged amused glances, but before either could answer, Pyris stepped in, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "They're both equally important, Elsa. Don't stir trouble."

Elsa giggled, clearly enjoying herself. "I'm just checking, big brother! You never know with these things."

Alexa ruffled Elsa's hair affectionately. "You're going to keep us on our toes, aren't you?" she asked, her voice filled with warmth.

Elsa nodded eagerly. "Yup! But don't worry, I won't tease you too much. Just a little."

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As the banter continued, the mood in the room shifted. The door to the base opened once more, and Ammit, the demoness who had been hiding behind the illusion of the Sunstone General, stepped in, her presence commanding immediate attention. Discover more stories at empire

Her beauty and aura were undeniable, and the atmosphere became tense for a brief moment as she surveyed the room.

Elsa blinked in awe, staring up at Ammit with wide eyes. "Big brother, is that another wife?" she whispered loudly, breaking the silence causing both Alexa and Aurelia to stifle their laughter but Pyris could feel their burning eyes for an explanation.

Pyris chuckled but didn't respond, focusing on Ammit instead.

He walked toward her, his eyes locking with hers. The air between them seemed to shift, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

"Ammit," Pyris said, his tone formal yet filled with respect. "These are my companions—Alexa and Aurelia. And this little one here is Elsa."

The women exchanged polite nods, though both Alexa and Aurelia were clearly curious about the powerful figure standing before them.

"Pleased to meet you," Ammit said, her voice smooth and velvety. She radiated the confidence and strength of someone who had navigated the darkest corners of power.

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After the introduction, later in the evening!

Pyris sat at the head of the long table, his companions, Mira, Alexa, and Aurelia, seated beside him.

Across from them was Ammit, her presence radiating quiet confidence. The base was quiet, the air thick with anticipation. Pyris knew they were all on the cusp of something far greater than any one of them had originally planned.

Elsa had already fallen asleep, curled up in one of the nearby rooms, leaving the adults to focus on the pressing matters at hand.

They were building something, but to secure his foothold in the Midnight Dominion and ultimately the Sunstone Empire, Pyris needed to know who the real power players were.

"Now that we've settled things with the general, who else controls the real influence here?" Pyris finally asked, his voice steady but laced with curiosity.

Ammit leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms as she considered the question. The demoness had been the key to his initial success, but there were always other forces in the shadows.

Pyris knew the general's death had only opened a power vacuum that others would want to fill the moment the general was announced dead.

"Three figures hold significant sway over the Sunstone Empire," Ammit said, her voice calm but edged with importance. "If you want true full control, you'll need to deal with them."

Pyris nodded, leaning forward slightly. "Tell me about them."

Ammit met his gaze, her dark eyes sharp. "The first is Vicar, the merchant lord. He controls the black markets and nearly every underground trade in the Sunstone Empire. Weapons, artifacts, and even information—everything flows through his networks. He thrives on wealth and power, and while he has no love for the imperial family, he won't make a move unless it benefits him."

Alexa's brow furrowed slightly as she spoke up. "So, money could easily buy his loyalty?"

"Not just money," Ammit corrected, "but the right opportunity. Vicar sees every deal as a step toward consolidating his own power. Offer him the right partnership, and he'll align with us."

Aurelia leaned back in her chair, tapping her finger thoughtfully against the table. "We could easily offer him some of the technology from Obsidian Tech. He would be interested in control over something no one else has access to."

Pyris nodded but remained silent, processing the information, but why would he offer an alliance? Anyway...

Ammit continued, her voice steady. "The second is Zareth, a magus who controls the flow of arcane artifacts and forbidden and all kinds of magic. He's unpredictable, dangerous, and only respects raw power. He has little interest in alliances unless they provide him with something he can't get on his own."

Mira's eyes gleamed as she spoke. "Then we'll need to show him that we have access to something he values. Forbidden magic, artifacts, perhaps even research he's been after for decades."

Pyris looked to Ammit, while they can give their opinions, Pyris had a final call for the three figures and he doubted an equal alliance was part of his call. "And the third?"

Her gaze darkened slightly as she spoke. "The third is Eldris, a warlord who was once the right hand of the general. He controls a vast network of assassins, mercenaries, and rogue soldiers. He's loyal only to strength and will be the hardest to sway. He's been waiting for a chance to rise to power, and with the general dead, he'll be making moves."

"So, the general's death created a vacuum, and now these three will be fighting to fill it," Alexa said quietly, understanding the situation.

Aurelia nodded. "Exactly. And we'll need to secure alliances with them before anyone else does."

The room fell into a brief silence as Pyris considered his next steps.

The three lords each held a unique piece of the puzzle, and Pyris would need to approach them carefully. Vicar, Zareth, and Eldris—each one a potential ally or an implacable enemy.

"If I can offer them more than anyone else, they'll fall in line," Pyris said, his voice filled with quiet determination. "But if any of them choose to oppose me…"

"We'll crush them," Aurelia finished, her voice as sharp as a blade.

Mira smirked from the shadows, her eyes glinting with dark amusement. "You're learning quickly, Young Lord."

Pyris turned to Ammit, his eyes sharp. "Can you arrange the meetings?"

Ammit smiled faintly, a look of satisfaction crossing her features. "Consider it done."

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In the Demon Empire a stir of the Divine was happening!