“M-master…” She looked up at me, a tearful expression on her face.
I suddenly realized the other girls were crying too.
“Since it’s Lydia… it’s okay…” Miki cried.
“To think, he’d pick someone so suddenly…” Terra held the sobbing Celeste.
“I-it’s okay… I’d rather be the mistress anyway…” Shao muttered to herself. “Lydia can catch us in bed together, but she won’t be able to throw me out, because my belly will already hold his bastard son!”
A few simple words had caused the entire group’s structure to break down. “I was being hypothetical! It was a hypothetical!”
I tried desperately to backpedal before I found myself being wedded on the spot. However, I had to be careful as well, since I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.
“Y-you don’t want to marry me then…”Lydia responded, lowering her head.
Other than the tears in her eyes, her face gave nothing away. There was no hurt or pain in her eyes, rather, she gave me nothing to go with regarding how she was feeling at the moment. I took a deep breath.
“What I mean to say is that you all are too important to me to marry some other woman. I’m not interested in the princess or Raissa.” When Lydia looked up like she wanted to say something, I spoke over her. “Lydia would also be someone I can’t marry.”
“Ah…” She looked down again, this time, closing her eyes.
“It wouldn’t be fair to the other girls if I married you. That’s why, it’s impossible for me to have only one of you, do you understand?” I reached out and gently touched her cheek, which was wet.
She nodded slowly. “So, what Master is saying is that since he can’t marry one of us, he’ll marry all of us?”
All the girls were now looking at me with the same look Lydia had given earlier.
“All of us…” Celeste looked up hopefully.
“Even that big-titted elf… I guess it’s fine…” Terra muttered.
“We’d definitely need an order, I can be first wife. Salicia is definitely in last place.” Shao considered.
“When did I agree to marry Salicia?”
“Does that mean Eliana will become a slave too? And Raissa? Master is bold.” Miki considered out loud.
“I’m enslaving people now!” I cried out. “Wait, you’re okay if I marry all of you?”
“I heard a tale of an Emperor with 1000 wives, so wouldn’t it be fine?” Lydia offered. “Plus, owning your wives makes things convenient. I’d like to drop my previous opinion. After spending more time with Master, I now see that Master marrying his slaves is the best course of action.”
“You still will be my slaves!”
“Mm!” Lydia’s eyes grew bright and she grabbed me. “Slave-wife Lydia… it has a nice ring to it.”
The girls started to get really excited. In the end, I had to create a portal back to the mansion and spend some time dealing with their excitement. It took several hours to calm them down and get them to accept that the date of marriage was a long time off. It required the Pervert skill, and even then, my hips were sore by the time I was done.
The result was that we didn’t see a few knights appear in the room after we left.
“They still haven’t made it to the 15th floor?” One knight murmured.
“They are just a measly noble and a bunch of eye candy women. They probably already died before reaching this floor.”
“We still have to keep an eye out according to Lord Reign’s orders. Do you want to go slay the boss again for more loot and experience?”
“Hmph… might as well. I wish this stupid noble would stop screwing around.”
If Deek had heard this, he might have agreed.
[Pervert has increased to level 4.}