Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

<<<Author: [Master's Link], the slave telepathy spell of Quinlan, is now capable of letting slaves speak amongst themselves. Apologies for the rookie mistake, but this was simply a stupid writing limitation I forced upon myself for no good reason whatsoever.>>>

"Just so you know, you aren't 'hired' yet." Ayame informed the man who is too happy for someone about to be sold into a life of chained servitude.

Isolde is also eyeing her potential coworker with evident disapproval.

Ronan's attitude shifts, turning ever so slightly more serious. He likely sensed that Ayame was heavily against accepting him into our household's ranks. "Yes, my lady. My name is Ronan, and I was wrongly accused of fornicating with a baron's virgin daughter. Well, it's true, but she was the one who tempted me first. I simply didn't have the strength in me to say no.

Her skin was so silky smooth… To be completely honest, I still don't regret it. Popping her cherry was the most glorious moment of my life!

As for my hobbies, I love women of all shapes and forms as long as they are not dwarves or midgets. I'm also not as tolerant towards the fatty ones like the man I admire the most; Broderick the Whale Humper. Don't get me wrong, I like a bit of extra curvature on them I can grab onto, but I have an upper limit.

Other than enjoying the company of the fairer gender, I like to drink alcohol, eat food, and study architecture and design. I have tons of plans ready to be implemented straight away, Boss. Be they humble homes, shops, luxurious palaces, defensive castles, and more."

I nod. A man who enjoys the simple things in life and is very dedicated to his craft. At least, that's the feeling I get from him.

As for his physical description, he is a real eccentric. Somehow he got his hands on sunglasses- an item I didn't even know existed in this world. Well, maybe they just found some darker glass material to cut it out of instead of going through modern earthen procedures a sunglasses I'm familiar with would have to, or maybe the Artificer class is more versatile than I expected.

I could only see his eyes clearly thanks to my primordial vision.

He has dark hair that is swept back, creating a confident and stylish look. He wears an unbuttoned shirt that is slightly open and has colorful patterns that remind me of vacation attire. To top the design off he even has a golden necklace around his neck.

This guy is by far the strangest one I've met in this world, at least appearance-wise. He looks like a modern-day dude you could meet during a tropical island vacation on 21st-century Earth as he is about to grab a surfboard and ride the waves of the ocean after sipping some coconut juice through a straw.

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As for why he was allowed to keep such possessions, I can only guess that the punishment for his crime didn't involve seizing his personal belongings…? It's all really strange.

"I suppose it's my turn. My name is Isolde, I'm a forty-eight-year-old widow. My hobbies used to include cooking, reading books, crafting designs, and taking care of my sickly daughter. Now my hobbies exist of hating anything related to the church and praying for the Goddess' punishment to mete out justice on their corrupt organization."

She is a woman with a strict, sharp gaze, wavy blonde elegantly flowing hair, and green eyes. She is also wearing glasses, but these are traditional, and very round. She is sporting a white blouse that further adds to her reserved, intelligent appearance.

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Damn. This woman is truly bitter about life, but I can understand it completely.

"If I may ask, were you made aware of the price you would be expected to pay for the treatment of your daughter?"Ayame inquired as tactfully as she could.

Indeed, if she were told, she only had herself to blame. It's natural for a parent to sacrifice herself for her child, but if she were informed correctly then it was a fair proceeding.

Isolde scoffs, "No.

They said it would cost 1 gold coin maximum but afterward added 4 extra in scam fees, such as a higher tier version of a spell being used than discussed, the arch-priest turning out to have a higher rate than the clerk was aware of, tax the clerk wasn't aware of, and so on… I would've accepted it anyhow, but doing it in such a way is extremely disgusting, especially because I'm pretty sure it was just an average priest who didn't cast any fancy spells."

Oh dear. No wonder she is so spiteful towards the church. I would despise life itself should it happen to me. Isolde has my respect.

"My condolences." Ronan stated in a rather out-of-character somberly tone.

"Yeah… That's just horrible." Ayame also voiced. <Has my country always been so rotten all this time?!>

<Seems like it…>

"What's done is done. I would appreciate it if you would not bring up anything regarding the church in my presence unless it's about their downfall, but I'm just a slave, so… I can only beg you not to torment me as such."

"We will do our best. With the introductions over, let's move on to the details. I can't tell you everything while we are here, as I'm a rather secretive person, but the gist is that I want a luxury mansion with never-before-seen additions. Basically, I want your imagination to go wild, and use all the creativity you have in the design process.

The mansion will be surrounded by other utilitarian buildings to be constructed, like servant housing, barracks, defensive bunkers, and such.

I want Ronan to design and oversee the main architectural duties, as well as help me design a few interior ones that require a man's understanding. Besides that, Isolde, you would be in charge of the remaining interior planning, namely the rooms of my harem members and other common facilities like the kitchen and diner room, as well as a flower garden and more.

Furthermore, you would also be Ronan's helper in the exterior design. You will check his plans and give feedback on them, and be his reality-checker should he design something you believe would be unfeasible to accomplish. Should you have a conflict, you are to inform us so that all of us together can make an informed decision.

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