Chapter 1220: Arrival
Chapter 1218 of "Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem" starts the action: He didnât hesitate and spoke with the conviction of a man who was about to... Find out what happens!
He didnât hesitate and spoke with the conviction of a man who was about to embark on his lifeâs most important mission."Jasmine said sheâs ready. I must work hard to turn a lovely girl into a good woman."
Ayameâs expression instantly turned ice-cold and judgmental. She gave him a slow, deliberate side-eye that spoke volumes about her opinion of his task.
"I see."
"Want to join?" Quinlan asked, not missing a beat.
The oriental beauty was not swayed. "No, Iâm tired. I donât have an endless libido like a certain someone. I want to take a nice bath and relax. I need to conserve my energy for the hunt."
That earned the samurai a questioning look.
"I plan to begin at dawn because that foul-mouthed cunt seems very determined, somehow even more than usual. I already know sheâs planning to risk it all many, many times on this journey just to get as strong as possible. If I fall behind her, I will not be able to look in the mirror. It might just have to be seppuku time."
But in the next moment, she dropped the hostile attitude.
Her gaze softened as she looked at him with warmth. "And I know you want to make each of our first times special. Jasmine is a good friend; I want her to have the best experience imaginable. Donât you dare make it any worse than absolutely perfect."
Quinlan flashed her a cocky grin. "When have I ever failed to do that? Iâm a bit shocked that the Soul Records gave me the Primordial Subjugator class; I think the Primordial Breeder wouldâve been more fitting."
Ayameâs tender smile instantly vanished. Her judgmental expression snapped back into place, and a silent promise of a cutting remark was visibly about to leave her tongue.o him was a risky move. Yes, he was immensely powerful, wealthy, influential... the whole package. But unlike the merchant families her line typically married, he was also a danger to Jasmine.
"Instead of living the humble life of a merchant, that girl is now harboring grandiose dreams of helping you build the greatest empire of history. If she is going to be an integral part of that, then her life will be in danger at all times."
"I will ensure she is protected at all times-"
Gina cut him off gently. "I apologize, but I know the cruel world we live in better than most. Jasmineâs life will be in grave danger, even if she never again enters a battlefield."
Quinlan fell silent. She was right. If Jasmine were to be the overseer of his lands, people, and wealth, she would inevitably have a massive target painted on her back.
But then Ginaâs stern expression broke.
The seriousness dissolved, and her eyes softened with tears. "But I want to break that tradition. I donât care if giving Jasmine to you is the right or wrong decision. I know that my girl is as deep in love as possible; sheâs found the only man in her life who will make her smile as bright and innocently as she does. I want my daughter to be happy."
A single tear traced a path down her cheek. "Please, protect and cherish my little angel. You have my blessing, Quinlan Elysiar. Jasmine is yours."
Quinlan felt the weight of her plea. He looked at the distressed mother, then at the door behind her. He gave a sharp, serious nod.
"Youâre right. I canât guarantee absolute safety," he admitted. "I cannot lie and say she wonât face dangers greater than any merchant ever sees. But I love that woman. I will always protect her."
Gina smiled throughout his entire promise, her expression filled with a peace Quinlan hadnât seen before. When he finished, she simply whispered, "Thank you."
She then stepped aside, clearing his path to the door.
Quinlan took a breath and reached for the handle.
He entered the harem room, and what he saw made his eyebrows rise.
Jasmine was there, with her skin glistening and hair done perfectly. She clearly did her best to get prepared right after returning from the battle.
But what surprised him was the presence next to her.
A tanned beauty with fiery hair and bright green eyes stood next to Jasmine.