Supreme Harem God System

"Your mouth is really loud huh. Why don't I shut that up and put it to good use?"

"What do you mean?" Thyra tilted her head in confusion.

Nux then smiled a little before he turned around and commanded,

"Thyra, follow me"

Thyra's body moved on its own, but this time, she was surprised by another thing,

"How do you know my name?"

She was sure that not even other assassins and Alger knows her name, then where did he learn it from?

"I have my ways."

Nux replied with a smile before he turned towards Alger and informed him.

"I will be using your room today, find another one for you"

He did not wait for his response and continued walking, Thyra, who was still wondering how he learned her name also followed behind him.

Seeing their departing figure, Alger couldn't help but be jealous. He has always dreamed about doing what Nux was about to do to One. But not only will Nux be the one doing it, but he would also even use his bed to do it!

How shameful is that?

His eyes then fell on other assassins, trying to see if anyone is willing to spend a night with him, but when he saw them looking at him with a threatening gaze, his body shuddered.

"Why did you bring him here?"

An assassin stepped out and questioned in anger. If he had not brought that man here, they would still be free and would be working for their kingdom.

even do it for a random nobody who is not even Grand Master

before they all get

his orders? Why don't

Alger then retorted.

was a Grand Master Stage Cultivator, these Advance and Master Stage Cultivators do not

in pain, that scream still sends shivers down his spine. He can't even imagine what sort of pain someone has to go through to scream like that. It easily surpassed all the

and noticed that their faces were still a little

Alger snorted before he left the room and walked toward his

one thing, her body was alluring.

…

"Remove your mask"

Alger's room, Nux sat on the bed leisurely and ordered. Again, Thyra's body moved on its own and

Grand Master Stage Cultivator as my slave, and you are

eyes. She had a small nose and cherry-like lips. She had a lean physique; her breasts were of the

skin and icy blue eyes. All in all, she was

true… to have me as your slave, this may have sucked all the good luck you will have in this and all the other lives you will live from now on. Heck, you might even be

her usual

her response as

are trying really hard to

"Hmph!"

believe it is time for me to show you your

turned cold

"Get on all fours"

quickly knelt

like a bitch, that is where you belong. That is

her body and stand up