The Harem King 50 Chapter 50

"Did the nan.o.bots work on her body, computer?" I asked with my thoughts.

"The drug is fully functional, Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098.

The unknown power within the subject has not negated the infection and the nanabot technology will be completely active on her system in less than 10 seconds." The report pleased me extremely.

I wanted to roar in laughter but kept myself calm on the surface. This was not the time relish my victory just yet.

The clock went on its way and I needed to avoid any further unexpected variables from ruining the ticking seconds.

9 seconds and counting

"How are you feeling, city lord? I told you it would bring you nothing but disappointment."

"It is as you say, Shaman. You said last night that you have a cure. Do tell me of its real application and save me the rubbish about wis.h.i.+ng to make me your woman with an obvious despicable scheme."

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Bingo! HAHAHA!

"I have not lied to you, city lord. The curse can only be eradicated by the use of my special rod. Even if you torture me for a hundred years and even longer, you would find no other answer from me."

I finally got more confident in my words and let my mouth run as freely as I wanted.

"It seems like the pain you've suffered earlier still lacked a bit of encouragement to make you talk, Shaman.

If you really want to experience agony before you loosen that dirty mouth of yours, then I would only be too happy to oblige your wish." The b.i.t.c.h snapped her fingers and turned around to exit the chambers.

Tap tap tap! Her footsteps echoed loudly in the solace of this inky sweltering hole.

"Why did you stop, city lord? Did you forget something else?" I asked after she paused before the hidden doors of the room.

"SLAs.h.!.+" her form vanished from my sight and I saw nothing of her robed figure until the glint of sharp steel materialized by a mere inch from my brow.

"You have a fast response time, city lord! Unhesitant and very deadly. Where are your flames now? Did they fail you this time? HAHAHA!

Too bad for you as I have already taken full control of your body and it would indeed be truly sad if you had skewered my forehead in two."

I laughed and stood up from my fallen form. With my actions was her immediate reaction of withdrawing the blade of her sword and standing in full attention like a remote controlled toy.

"What have you done to me?" my puppet asked in a s.e.xy voice. If I have not remodeled her way of speech, I never doubted that the question would have been a deafening roar instead of the latter.

I can't have my pets show disrespect to their owner, can i? HAHAHA!

"Nothing really. From this point on time, your status has changed from an ownerless b.i.t.c.h to one who finally has a keeper. You may call me, Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098."

I wanted to appear dignified and be a master of one but the program that was installed on my being didn't allow me to.

f.u.c.k! HAHAHA!

"As you wish, Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098." And the c.u.n.t answered like the good slave she was. Though I believed she wanted to say more but I ceased any unnecessary words from her.

This b.i.t.c.h had led the talk since we met and it was now my turn to set the rules of discussion.

"Never mind. Just… Don't call me anything. Nicknames and designations are not allowed." I corrected.

"As you wish." My b.i.t.c.h answered.

"What's your name, c.u.n.t?"

"I am Iris."

"Nice name. How did you bring out your weapon, Iris? I couldn't see anywhere you could hide that long sword within that enormously erotic garments you have." I observed obscenely.

"I possess a storage ring in me. This magical treasure could collect inanimate things inside it for later use and afford great convenience with transporting possessions."

So that was what the city lord was looking for when she scoured my body before I pa.s.sed out. Interesting.

"Give me your ring." I commanded and she obeyed.

"How do I use this?" I asked after I put the ring on my finger.

"Magical ring, open!" i tried using my thoughts to connect with it but quickly found out that my efforts were in vain. The cold metal didn't respond nor made a tremor like I'd expected it would.

"I need to erase my mark on the ring first before a new holder can possess the ring once more." Thankfully, my virtuous slave saved me from further embarra.s.sment. HAHAHA!

"Okay. Do that."

"Done."

"Are you making fun of me, Iris?!" I growled angrily after I tried to connect with the ring and got nothing in return.

"No."

"Then why is this thing not working?"

"You need to drip your blood upon the ring for you to take owners.h.i.+p of the item." Easy. I even peed and shat blood hours ago. HAHAHA! A drop of it didn't matter one bit.

I raised my left hand and a liquescent bead of rufescent descended on the ring.

And afterwards, when I thought of exploring the contents of the ring, I saw a matching 20 meters s.p.a.ce of length and width before my eyes.

It appeared like I was gazing upon a screen on my computer but this was more authentic than a mere image.

It felt like I was essentially standing before these objects and smelt the unique fragrance each item brought out.

The contents had weapons and armors, gowns and underwear, bottles of different kinds, and many more unfamiliar new wonders for my eyes.

Of course there was also a pile of neatly stacked gold coins in the scene. Beside the coins were a number of white stones but the stacks on this one was lower in comparison of the former.

Although I was curious about these unknown things but I realized that time was definitely on my side and I was actually not in a rush to know everything in a single glance.

"Do you have another storage ring?" I asked after I recalled my inspection.

"Yes. I have a collection of them inside the ring." I searched inside again and adeptly took one within a huge ancient jar that contained tens of thousands if not millions of rings within it.

What a collection! Kill trophies perhaps? HAHAHA!

"Wear this ring and keep your sword away again. We don't need any violence here." I announced as I watched my prey with eager eyes.

"Yes."

"You have two choices, Iris. Death or submission. Pick one and pa.s.s." HAHAHA!