Reborn as the Failed Lord with my Resource Gathering System.

[Wake up.]

The bright light of the system shone in front of his eyes.

Slowly waking from his sleep, Dorian opened his eyes to find the morning sun already greeting him.

'It's morning already…'

The first thing he saw was a pair of red shoes in his line of sight.

Then, he noticed his head was resting perfectly on something soft and warm, not to mention he could feel someone gently touching his hair.

It was obvious he was sleeping on someone's lap, but Dorian needed to be sure who it was before he reacted.

From what he remembered, the moment he finished speaking to Ishtar, he had discussed things with Lili for a while, since she was basically begging for his attention.

A small smile grazed his lips at the thought.

'So it's Lili, eh…'

As he turned his head to look up, he was left speechless when he found that rather than the summon he had expected, Maria was the one staring back at him.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her hand remained dug into his hair, refusing to release itself.

Seeing that he had woken up, Maria uttered with a calm voice, "Good morning, my lord. Did you sleep well?"

"Why am I sleeping on your lap?" Dorian asked, narrowing his gaze suspiciously.

Maria flinched at the question, but as always, she was quick to wear her stoic expression to hide her vulnerability.

"I saw you sleeping outside and figured it was better this way to avoid your bones aching when you wake up."

Hearing her response, Dorian stylishly checked his surroundings and found he was indeed sleeping on the ground, with his head being the only exception. No wonder the rest of his body felt like shit upon waking.

Dorian sighed.

"That was rude of me. I should have asked this first," he looked at her. "Thank you for looking after me in my sleep."

Her stoicism cracked, and her cheeks turned even redder before she lowered her face as a means to hide it from him.

Of course, Dorian took notice, making it the second time he was seeing her make an expression he never thought she could. The first was on the bed, watching her moans as he worked on her.

Right… they had sex.

Thinking back, his mother had approached him to talk about something like that before he left the mansion. He had hoped to take care of it later, but since the mood was right, there was no reason to hold back.

"Maria…" he called out.

Once again she flinched, looking at him with shaky eyes struggling to calm themselves.

"Yes, my Lord."

"Would you like to marry me?"

If nothing else could shatter her composure, this most likely would.

As the breeze brushed past her face, she kept her eyes widened in shock at what she had just heard. Her cheeks burned, her lips slightly parted.

In truth, Dorian already had it at the back of his mind to marry both Seraphina and Maria, especially since having multiple wives in this world was a symbol of power.

The reason his father only married Stella was because he had married into her nobility, not the other way around. As his mother had said, she would rather he marry these girls than other random women from different families.

That said, a part of him still doubted if he was doing the right thing. Even if he never liked Yahoshi, and she practically forced him into the relationship, she was still his girlfriend in his former world.

Can one truly consider this cheating? Dorian thought long and hard about it before making his decision. And now that he had made up his mind, nothing was going to change it.

He is no longer Jacob; he is the son of the Aurelian barony, Dorian Aurelian. There is no going back from that.

Gently, he moved his hand up, grazing Maria's cheek with his fingers.

Instinctively, while still speechless, Maria moved her face into his hand, as if feeling his touch in her very soul, her eyes slowly closing, only to be woken up by Dorian's voice.

"What do you say? Would you like to become my wife? After everything has settled down, we can do that. Me, you, and Seraphina, all by ourselves."

Before Maria knew it, she had grabbed Dorian's hand and placed it directly on her cheek, savoring his every touch to fill her deep wanting of him.

"I never thought I'd ever hear you say those words to me. I am so happy, so very happy…" Her cheeks burned red, a smile etched on her face. "Nothing in the world could make me happier than this moment. Yes, it would be an honor to be your wife."

Dorian chuckled. "I have never done this before, so pardon me if my way of asking you to be my wife is a bit out of the ordinary, with my head on your lap."

Maria responded with a warm smile, "Even if you were to ask me this in the middle of a war, my lord, it won't change how fast my heart is beating this very moment."

They searched each other's eyes for a while, a deep understanding spreading through their souls.

Then, Dorian's eyes shifted to the distance behind Maria.

"Should I take it as a yes from you too? Even if my proposal is lazy as hell?"

Maria turned her gaze to the back, where she could see Seraphina standing there, both hands covering her cheeks, with tears dropping from her eyes.

"I-n-no fair, I wasn't prepared for this." She turned around, her eyes darting back and forth.

"I didn't mishear that, right? Lord Dorian said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me and Maria. He asked for our hands in marriage. Oh my goodness, ah, my heart is going to pop out of my chest at this rate."

Dorian, who was still on Maria's lap, laughed a bit since he could still hear her failed attempt at whispering.

Embarrassed, Seraphina slapped her cheeks and sprinted towards Dorian.

"Lord Dorian!!!!"

She shouted.

"Please allow me to kiss your hand before I say yes!!!"

"Why is that?" Dorian asked, a bit terrified by her sudden burst of energy.

"Because…" Seraphina pressed her fingers against one another. "In my hometown, kissing your true love's hand before saying yes to a proposal allows the god of love to bless your future marriage with good luck."

"I heard about that from my father as well," Maria chimed in.

'God of what? Hell no, I'm not letting any other god have their way with me—'

Before Dorian could finish his thoughts, both ladies had already grabbed his hand and pulled it to their lips, kissing it delicately as though it were made of glass.

'NOOOOO!'

Dorian screamed in his mind, knowing if it were true, he might have two gods paying attention to him now.

At the same time, he couldn't help but find the moment beautiful. Both ladies were willing to do all this for his sake; any man would be happy knowing a woman would do all this for them.

"Yes, Lord Dorian, please let me become your wife," Maria and Seraphina uttered together, their eyes now focused on him.

Smiling, he replied,

"Good, we are on the same page then."

[Congratulations on acquiring your first maidens.]

[A new title has been obtained.]

[Soul Mate.]

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[A/N]

I am well aware that there has been no lore around Yaoshi, but it will all come together as the story progresses.

Anyway, thank you for reading and thank you all for the supports.