Supreme Harem God System

Chapter 2310  …what is that…?

"Oh, we do?

Then why don't you come sit with me? It's been a while since we chatted, no?"

Azarion offered with a smile.

"…as you say."

Samael nodded and just as he was about to sit with the eldest—

"What? You really said that, huh?"

The two brothers heard a voice, and the moment they did, they instantly looked at each other, Samael had the look of 'she is causing trouble again, we need to stop her!' and Azarion just had a playful smile that screamed 'here we go again.'

The two brothers turned around and narrowed their gazes, in an instant, their vision bypassed the crowd that had gathered around them and zoomed further away, towards the sound, towards the edge—

And there, they saw a girl.

She had long, silky purple hair that flowed behind her, as she moved, her every step was light and playful. Her purple eyes shone brightly, filled with mischief.

Two small, curved horns rested on her head, giving her a cute yet devilish charm. Her ears were longer than normal, peeking through her hair. Behind her, a thin tail swayed lazily.

Her face was incredibly pretty, with a natural cuteness that made her look harmless at first glance. But her expressions were never still—her lips curved into small, playful smiles, her eyes narrowing slightly as if she was always… planning something.

She wore light, comfortable clothes that allowed her to move freely.

When the two brothers saw her, she was standing near a couple, watching them with amusement and the instant the brothers saw her gaze, they realized trouble was coming. Azarion directly facepalmed with a chuckle, Samael decided to go, Azarion held him back.

"Let's observe what she does for a while."

"You already know what she will do, she is Velora!"

Samael countered. Azarion paused for a moment, he looked at his sister and after a slight hesitation—

"Let's just… wait for a while.

Who knows?

She might surprise us."

Samael looked at his brother, then at his sister and stood still. He would still intervene if something big happened. Azarion smiled when he saw that, then, he shifted his attention back to his sister.

The couple was now staring at Velora with absolutely no idea who she was or why she was now standing between them.

"W-What…?"

The woman stuttered, slightly confused, there was, however, a smile on her face when she saw how cute Velora was.

"What did you say?"

She asked with a gentle smile and Velora—

The next instant, the amused, playful look on her face changed into one full of innocence and—

"I heard what uncle said."

She said, pointing at the man.

"U-Uncle…?"

The man blinked a few times, unable to believe someone thought he was that old. Well, he was much older, but still, he didn't think he looked the part.

The woman, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes even further—

"What do you mean? What did uncle say?"

She asked.

"Didn't he say you shouldn't buy that dress because it won't look pretty on you? But that dress is so pretty! You are so pretty too! How can it not look good? My father said boys only say that because they don't want to buy the dress."

The little succubus then turned towards 'uncle' and—

"Uncle… do you not want to buy that dress for her…?"

And the instant she said those words, the woman too, glanced at the man and—

"Why aren't you answering uncle, are you not going to buy that dress for me?"

"N-No, that's not i—"

Before the man could even complete his words.

"But that dress is soo pretty…"

Velora muttered again and the woman was now glaring at her husband.

"Are you going to—"

The woman was about to raise her voice, Velora's eyes shone with mischief too, as if her plan had succeeded, but just then—

"Oh? Velora~

It's been a while."

A calm voice was heard.

It was Azarion, and the moment he appeared, the woman who was about to shout at her husband was now staring at the little incubus in front of her with her mouth still open, but no more words came out of it.

Azarion then looked at the couple, especially at the woman, and—

"Ah, please excuse my manners. I need my sister for a bit, do you mind?"

He asked in a soft, pleasant voice.

"Y-Yes! Of course! Please!"

The woman nodded with a stutter, reacting as if she had no clue what to do here, so she just forced out a smile.

Azarion smiled at that reaction, then he nodded and grabbed Velora's hand, and right before he took her away, he glanced at the woman and her husband and—

"You two look lovely together."

He spoke with a smile so charming that in an instant, both of them forgot what they were fighting about and they just… smiled.

And this time, it wasn't forced.

They secretly stole a glance at each other and held hands, an action Azarion did not miss.

But he didn't say anything else, he just pulled Velora away and his sister…

"You ruined everything. I was so close."

She pouted.

"Velora… why are you like this…?"

Azarion questioned as he facepalmed.

"You won't understand. It's fun. Plus, if they actually do fight, I will just introduce myself and they will forget the entire thing. It was harmless!"

Velora reasoned and Azarion… he just stared at his sister and took her to Samael with an exhausted look on his face. All while Velora did not stop complaining, not one bit.

…

On the other end of the square, near the edge, there was another group gathered. A group both Azarion and Samael had noticed, but none of them stopped it.

After all, unlike Velora, who needed constant observation, she was much more careful with her words, despite having a similar, or in some cases, even stronger influence over the people.

But even then, it was time to leave, so they needed to bring her with them as well.

"You go."

Azarion ordered as he glanced at Samael, he was still holding Velora's hand, making sure she didn't disappear. Samael looked at Azarion, then at Velora, then at Azarion again before nodding and turning around.

He walked towards a group of adults and there his eyes fell on a particular girl, her appearance was quite similar to Velora, but there was… still some difference.

Her posture was calm and composed. Her long, light purple hair flowed neatly behind her. Her purple eyes were steady and observant. There were two small horns on her head, her long ears were clearly visible through her hair, and her thin tail moved slowly behind her.

Her face was beautiful and soft, but there was a sense of maturity in her expression. She was smiling as she talked, but her smile did not carry innocence, it carried a more… regal feel, like someone who understood more than she showed.

She wore a more refined and modest dress, longer, well-fitted, and elegant, with soft purple and dark tones. The design was simple but detailed, giving her a responsible and noble appearance rather than a playful one.

She was Seraphyne Leander, one look was enough to know she was closely related to Velora Leander, one would think of them as close sisters but…

While that was true too, their relationship was… more complicated than that.

Seraphyne was… Velora's… aunt and her sister.

Yes, Seraphyne was Eisheth's daughter, Aisha's sister at some level, and Velora… she was Aisha's daughter.

It was… complicated, but then again, it wasn't something new for the succubi, neither did it toughen the relationship between the people involved.

So while Seraphyne and Velora had quite different personalities, where one was much more… tactical while the other was more playful, the two were very close.

"If you want more people to visit your stall, you should move it slightly closer to the main path."

Seraphyne spoke calmly, the man she spoke to shook his head.

"It isn't that easy. The stalls near that area are more expensive."

"But it brings in more customers."

Seraphyne countered.

"If what I sell is good, people will find my stall on their own."

The man shrugged, Seraphyne looked at him for a moment, then she shrugged lightly—

"That is true.

But you need to consider loyalty, people here are loyal, they seldom ditch the first stall they visit unless the quality is far worse than their expectation.

No matter how good your product is, it won't matter if they never get to experience it. You need to become the first people visit."

She explained.

The discussion continued. More people gathered too, all giving their own inputs, and never once, during the entire conversation, did the people feel that the one they were having this discussion with was merely a ten-year-old child.

The people listened to Seraphyne, and the more she talked, the more people continued to gather, it was like an expert was addressing people and revealing his secrets, and the people were willing to follow everything she said because it made complete sense.

"That… makes sense."

A man nodded.

"What if I adjust the layout…"

Another asked. Seraphyne smiled at those words and nodded.

"Exactly, you can do that too…"

Another explanation came, words that people heard very carefully. It was only when Samael got closer to the group that the people finally noticed him and made a path for him.

"Samael."

Seraphyne smiled when she saw him.

"Big Sister."

Samael nodded. Seraphyne nodded back.

"Is it time to leave?"

She asked.

"It is."

Samael nodded and Seraphyne excused herself from the group.

Just like that, the four Leander children gathered and began walking back to the Leander Mansion, where the gathering was held.

…

Somewhere far away from the square, there was a garden. It was one of the countless gardens present in Umbrasol and the atmosphere here was peaceful.

Some people were working in the garden, trimming leaves and grass, taking care of the flowers, some were repairing fences.

There were children playing at the centre. A few women sat beneath a shaded tree, speaking softly while peeling fruit into a woven basket.

The atmosphere was similar to the garden Mira was playing in, nothing was wrong, at least… not at first.

But then—

Flicker

The light flickered.

Yes, the light that came from the very sky.

It happened so quickly that most people thought they had imagined it. One moment, the sky was bright and warm like it normally was, but it dimmed the next instant, only to return to normal before most people could notice it.

But of course—

The very sky had changed color, even if people missed it, it was simply impossible for every single one of them to—

A woman near the well looked up, so did the old man with the cart, one of the children stopped running and blinked at the sky.

"…Did you see that?"

The child asked.

No one answered immediately.

Because at the same time, something else happened.

The… sound around them bent strangely.

The laughter of the other children who hadn't sensed anything since they were so busy with whatever game they were playing stretched for a second, becoming too long, too thin, as if the… sound wave had been pulled from both sides.

It lasted only a moment.

But that was all it took for the people to realize something was wrong. They stood up with frowns on their faces and began looking around.

Some people, who had just recently come to Nux's Universe and didn't completely understand what it was, thought it was an attack from another world.

Then suddenly, the space in the middle of the road folded violently.

The people panicked.

It looked… wrong.

The air bent very slightly, as if the very world there had become different for a slight moment. The stone path seemed longer than it should have been, then shorter, then normal again. A line of fence posts near the side of the road tilted inward without moving at all, only to return to place a second later.

"…what is that…?"

A woman questioned, her sword had already appeared in her hand. Yes, these were all people who had abandoned bloodshed, ambition and whatnot to come here, but when it came to saving their loved ones, these people still knew how to fight.

But between all this mess and chaos—

A laughter was heard.

Laughter of a… child.

The people turned around, towards the direction where the voice came from and there—

They saw a boy.

A boy who didn't seem older than seven.

A boy who… had completely ignored all the strange things that had been happening around.

Why?

Because he was the one responsible for it.