Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 1398  Child Among Adults

Hagnar's eyes widened with shock.

He looked from their faces to Quinlan, then back again, brow furrowing in confusion. "I was being gentle," he said slowly.

Miri didn't answer. She pried his fingers apart with raw force, joints protesting as she forced them open just enough.

"Release," she demanded.

Hagnar obeyed at once.

Quinlan dropped.

Luminara caught him mid-fall, arms wrapping around his back as Miri pulled him in from the other side. They hit the ground together, knees bending to take the impact, and then they were holding him so tightly he could barely breathe, hugging him from both sides.

"You did amazing, Quinnie!" Luminara chirped at once, hands sliding up his arms, over his shoulders, as if checking him piece by piece. "Your mothers are beyond impressed!"

"So strong," Miri added, voice fierce and proud. She pressed her forehead to his temple. "Did you see that? You moved him. You stopped him."

Quinlan didn't answer.

He stared past them.

Around the edge of the crater, the other primordials watched in silence. No tension lingered. No alarm. Just soft smiles. A few nods. The kind given to children who had done well.

Kiryssa's lips curved in quiet approval. Hanae inclined her head. Even Zen looked faintly amused.

Not impressed.

Pleased.

The realization settled heavily in his chest.

He had leapt. Struck. Burned mana and body alike to force a result. In his mind, he had stood up among monsters and proven something.

To them, it had been a moment.

A clever display. A neat party trick at a gathering meant to welcome family.

His mothers pulled back just enough to look at him.

Their eyes shone.

Pure awe. Unfiltered pride. The kind that saw past scale, past outcome, and focused only on effort.

And somehow, that made it worse.

He felt like a kid who displayed his piano skills at a family gathering. His mothers were impressed, sparkly-eyed, while the other relatives looked on gently and clapped.

Hagnar's voice rumbled above them, careful now. "You have good mothers. They care for you very much."

Quinlan swallowed.

He nodded once, forcing a small breath through tight ribs. "Yeah," he said quietly.

"We love you so much, Quinnie!!" Miri squeezed him again. Luminara did the same.

Quinlan stayed where he was, held between them, feeling smaller than he had in a long time.

Unlike him, Hagnar began to move his limbs, attempting to rise from the ground.

It started with a shift of his shoulders, armor plates grinding as he planted one massive hand against the crater wall. The ground groaned in protest as his weight rolled forward.

Then the sky darkened.

A shadow that somehow felt far larger than his own swept across the clearing, followed by a sharp drop in pressure that made loose dust lift from the ground.

Quinlan felt it a heartbeat before it happened.

A colossal hand came down from above and smacked the back of Hagnar's head.

The sound was not a crack. It was not a boom.

It was a deep, concussive thoom that punched through the air and into the bones, a noise that flattened grass and rattled teeth. Hagnar's eyes went wide as his balance vanished entirely.

He faceplanted.

The impact carved a second crater into the earth. Stone buckled. Soil surged outward in a wide ring. Hagnar lay there, stunned, half-buried, helmet crooked.

A towering figure landed beside him with arms crossed and a posture that radiated exhaustion.

She was a giant primordial as well, nearly his size, though slimmer in build. Her armor was lighter, layered plates shaped for movement rather than brute endurance. Long hair was bound back in a thick braid that swung as she leaned forward.

"You're unbelievable," she snapped, voice echoing across the clearing. "I told you. I've told you so. Many. Times. Do not jump when you see the child! Yet what do you do as soon as you see the child?!"

Hagnar groaned. "Jump…"

"Exactly! What do you have to say for yourself?!" she shot back. "N-nothing…" Hagnar spoke into the earth.

She planted one boot on the edge of the crater and leaned down, hands on her knees, glaring at the back of his head. "Every time it's the same. Act first, think never."

"I'll do better…"

She straightened and dragged a hand down her face, then exhaled slowly. "Haaah…" Turning toward the gathering, she stepped forward and bowed deeply. Deep enough that the ground creaked beneath the shift in her weight.

"My sincere apologies, everyone…" she said, voice steady now, edged with weariness rather than anger. Then she looked at Quinlan in particular. "I am Hyrmara, female giant primordial. And this," she jerked a thumb back at the crater, "is my husband, Hagnar."

Hagnar lifted one hand weakly in greeting without getting up. "Hello."

Hyrmara continued, "I am supposed to be his partner, but most days, I feel more like the caretaker of a horribly overgrown child."

Hagnar muttered something unintelligible.

She shot him a look sharp enough to silence him completely.

Quinlan let out a slow breath.

The tight knot in his chest finally loosened. It was time to stop feeling pity for himself.

He slipped one arm around Luminara's waist, the other around Miri's, pulling them both in. Their bodies pressed warmly against his sides.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," he said, voice calm again as he looked up at the towering woman. "I am Quinlan, son of these two wonderful women."

Hearing the way he introduced himself, Lumi beamed so brightly it was almost blinding, while Miri grinned, chin lifting with pride as she leaned into his side.

Hyrmara studied him for a moment, then nodded once. "I'm happy for you two. He seems like a good child."

"I know, right?!" the two women cheered instantly. Quinlan glanced around the clearing. The gathered primordials stood relaxed now, conversations murmuring softly, the tension fully gone.

"Is everyone here?" he asked.

Luminara nodded. "Everyone who was invited," she said. "There are other primordials like the vampires and the fey, among others. But they aren't our friends. We only invited those we trust to behave themselves around our son."

Quinlan nodded in understanding.

Then he smiled.

"Shall I introduce my girls then?"

"Yes!!!"

Both mothers squealed at once, grabbing him tighter from either side.

Their voices rang across the clearing.

The gathered primordials turned, interest sparking anew.

It was time to finally bring the girls out of his soul realm.