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

Chapter 78: Bullying back

Minato’s carriage was about to enter the city.

People made way for them since that carriage was surrounded by the 4th prince’s army. Many suspected that it belonged to Bartlo and that he was inside.

He was indeed inside, but with his mouth gagged.

"He still hasn’t gotten accustomed to the pain," Minato rolled his eyes, then peeked outside.

People all went to the road’s sides as their lord was returning. They stood respectfully and bowed to Bartlo’s people with deep reverence.

That was how important his bloodline was.

For Minato, however, it was an eye-opener.

"Clothes make a man... Well, I should’ve gotten some Overlord Clothes much earlier..." Minato uttered, then returned to the seat.

Ingrid laughed from the side, "Julia offered some clothes, didn’t she? I think the Master can try them all to look like an Overlord."

"I guess," he chuckled.

Minato indeed received many clothes from Julia. He thought she wanted to buy the treasures, so he just took them all and passed a few into her spatial treasure.

He didn’t pay much attention to those clothes as they felt uncomfortable. However, that was precisely what Minato needed.

He needed the casual clothes to go around the world and the Overlord’s Attire that would invoke fear and respect from all surrounding people.

Minato inferred, "I need a symbol. My Family’s symbol... Hmm..."

Each royalty had their own one. Those symbols were after beasts, their weapons or crests that Minato couldn’t understand at all.

His symbol needed to be unique.

Minato didn’t just want to write his surname in eastern writing, so he decided to give it time. He also wanted to discuss it with Yuna and Bei! By talking with his beloved, Minato would surely make a good symbol for his Overlord’s fame.

Meanwhile, Minato’s carriage finally entered the city.

It was rare for the dungeon to be alone. Strongholds built cities around the dungeon to have a tight network for defense and marketing purposes.

Guards had their families here, and they tightly protected their homes.

That system was probably the best.

Minato’s carriage naturally went straight to Bartlo’s mansion. It was the mansion closest to the dungeon, and one would see dungeon doors from nearly everywhere.

Servants promptly swarmed the guards.

They tended to their wounds as it seemed like the battle with the Cloud was tough. Of course, while citizens and other people didn’t exactly know for what purpose the fourth son had left his house, the servants did, and they asked it openly.

"Was he that strong? How could your numbers get so low?" A maid with a pretty face asked, but her friend just closed his eyes and remained silent.

The same went for other soldiers.

No words left their lips.

At last, a beautiful woman appeared.

She went through every soldier and servant, then arched her eyebrows, "Why is no one welcoming my husband?"

The doors opened immediately after her question rang out.

Minato came out of these, donned in the Majestic Ice Kingdom’s royal clothes. Of course, Julia designed those, and one wouldn’t spot similarities on the spot. It was a totally different piece from all royalties from that kingdom, but more astute would still spot some similarities and connect the dots.

Those clothes were long robes. They were pretty thick and warm, with fur around the neck. Their color was black-blue, and they suited Minato! Those clothes just lacked Minato’s Overlord Symbol, but his presence alone left Bartlo’s wife speechless.

In those clothes and in a silent but mysterious mood, Minato stared at the lady. His lips curved into a faint smile, then a much more beautiful woman left the carriage. It was naturally Ingrid in similar attire.

Aya came last, and she scoured the environment with her big eyes.

On the other hand, Minato finally parted his lips, "Oh? So you are Bartlo’s wife. I have to say his taste is exquisite."

He boldly scrutinized her appearance, hovering his eyes on her pretty face and shiny brown hair. Minato promptly shifted his eyes to her ample chest, then at last thoroughly scanned her long and slender legs.

She wore pretty casual clothes with a short skirt and a frilly shirt.

Her rosy lips parted, but no words came as the lady’s heart knew very well who Minato was. It was a man who had defeated her husband! His status was also high as he boldly came to one of the cities with the dungeon in it!

Minato smiled at the pretty lady, "Your husband lusted after my woman. He was bold enough to force me to give her to him... If another man treats my Ingrid as a toy, should I do the same to you?"

"I am not going down without fighting back," A pretty lady replied.

"You are not answering my question," Minato added pressure to his words.

His voice stopped the lady from drawing her sword. All servants around them also froze, not daring to make any move. Before, they thought of going against Minato to protect their lady, but the Overlord aimed his pressure straight at them.

And then, Bartlo left the carriage with his mouth gagged and terrifying scars going down his face!

His wife shivered from fear, and she took a few steps back, "I am a woman... I can tolerate my husband having his way with other women, but I won’t allow anyone to call me a toy. I have my own self-esteem and pride!"

"Draw your sword, then," Minato nodded.

A wife promptly drew out her sword, then slashed at Minato!

He lifted his hand and spread his fingers wide.

The sword’s lit up in an unknown power, aiming to take down Minato’s hand! To no avail, however. It just shattered under Minato’s diamond body, leaving all outsiders speechless, to say nothing of the wife herself.

She stared at Minato’s palm with incredulous eyes. A confusion rippled within those as Minato’s palm didn’t even have any trace of her sword.

Once the broken parts landed on the ground, Minato extended his hand and grabbed the lady’s pretty face, "You will pay for your husband’s mistake."

His fingers lit up in the golden mana, then deep scars decorated the lady’s face.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

It was certainly not a decoration, though.