My wife's sisters want me to make a harem?!

Chapter 116: This is truly... the Reverend!

"Reverend! It might be too much of an honor to hear my name out of your lips. Still, this lowly’s name is Wercia," The young lady in her early twenties came out with new clothes and introduced herself in her official attire.

She wore long eastern robes that tightly wrapped her body. Running in those seemed near impossible, but her curves stood out to all the world’s delight, and naturally, Minato’s eyes.

He peeked at her body when her head dropped low again, then retracted his eyes to keep his Reverend Image.

Still, should he find someone with good compatibility to be his dual cultivation partner, Minato would offer a night or more. Then, should the lady have an excellent body indeed to heighten the Overlord’s progress, Minato would keep her close enough.

There were two reasons for Minato to be like that.

First was that he understood how important his dual cultivation was. He learned about it enough and went through many events that could’ve been solved with him just working hard with the ladies and bonding.

Many women also often got charmed by the unnatural possessiveness blooming out of him.

Minato wanted to better understand his abilities, be it the ability to sense danger around his loved ones or that possessiveness that sometimes astounded even him. Perhaps, it was connected to the events related to his Overlord Pillar, the past, and Ravash?

Minato believed that possessiveness must’ve been his trait from either past life or something he inherited as per the universe’s wish.

The second reason was due to how unique the medium world was.

The Medium Worlds had connections to the high worlds. It depended on the world, but much higher world’s descendants often visited the medium worlds for training and the dungeon raids.

They also had a lot to say in the medium world’s matters.

Since Minato knew he excelled in dual cultivation, he wouldn’t just wait for partners to confess or throw themselves at him.

Any good lady would be invited and rewarded!

Those lewd thoughts swirled within Minato’s mind while his body remained stoic and imposing. No one would think Minato thought about the dual cultivation in this very moment, including Wercia, who let out a bitter laugh after getting no response from Reverend.

"Please, follow me!" Wercia announced the beginning of their journey.

Deep inside, she decided to repay the Reverend wholeheartedly. Anyone would since she was genuinely chased by the vulgar men. However, she also didn’t want to not leverage her situation.

Mount Targam was a sacred place.

It gave birth to many exceptional individuals whose hearts remained sturdy and undaunted of any challenges. Their community outside was known throughout the world, and their mount had five cities within the dungeon world.

Their community was naturally one of the strongest due to those five cities.

"Of all in the Ahris Medium World, Mount Tagram has never sided with evil nor good. However, many stories about a few individuals coming out to save people and punish evil enshroud our world! I never knew it was the case and refused to believe it! I have been saved by the Reverend himself, though! Your excellency has opened my eyes!" Wercia sweetly cajoled.

Listening to her about the place he was allegedly associated with, Minato picked up the most important pieces of information. He didn’t forget to keep his expressionless image of the reverend, strutting forward with his stately walk.

But that was quite an eye-opener.

Besides selecting races for the medium worlds’ conquest, Minato learned how developed the medium worlds were.

Their communities lived a much harsher life than people from the low world.

That was all due to the dungeons.

They were open for all, their content even more abundant. In those dungeons, dungeon races made their communities and offered much more than your usual low world. People also never dared to tame the whole dungeon races.

Why?

Because taking them out would weaken the medium world’s status.

It has been said that dungeons hid the ancient bloodlines. If one took the dungeon races, the ancient blood would vanish alongside them.

Many believed the ancient bloodline was hidden in the dungeon races and their bodies... Many thought that the dungeon lands somewhere hid it... Many also had different opinions, believing that mixing bloodlines would bring out the ancient heritage.

What one would be able to achieve with an ancient bloodline?

High World’s Domination! Become an existence akin to the Overlords!

Although domination was quite an exaggeration, becoming an existence similar to the main elven world wouldn’t be a stretch!

They were actually the best example. Many Overlords eyed that world and their connections, to say nothing of the magic circles with exquisite healing and regeneration abilities. One heard that the elven queen from the high world brought back the low dying world to its peak and nearly made it medium one!

It would’ve indeed turned into a medium one should it be not held back by the dungeons!

Minato knew about all thanks to his beloved.

And speaking of the regeneration abilities, Reverend Minato and Wercia entered one of the villages in the medium world.

Did it look any different than villages from the low world? Of course not.

Poor people were everywhere as society needed both.

In this particular village, people suffered from debilitating poison. Their bodies had many black stains on their withered skin, their mouths coughing non-stop.

They couldn’t even lift their eyes and look at the newcomer, who could possibly request some help or offer goods exchange.

Minato remained unfazed.

He strutted forward with Wercia guiding him, her cute eyes going around the villagers with sorrow. She found those people’s fates miserable.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t help them.

That was when the steps she had been paying attention to stopped.

She spun and looked at the Reverend Minato.

Minato lifted his hand, conjured [Transfer] magic circle, and blessed those people with a little of his life force.

Even if it was just a little, that much gave them so much lifeforce their bodies healed and the poison naturally oozed out through their pores, becoming stinky sweat!

"This is truly... the Reverend!" Wercia exclaimed loudly, her voice booming in the whole village.

All villagers rose onto their knees, "Reverend! Reverend! Reverend!"

Minato’s Overlord Pillar grew abundantly.