I Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble and Want to Enjoy a Laid-Back Harem Life – I Have No Intention of Getting Involved in the Main Story, Just Want to Live Comfortably with My Female Slaves, but Everyone Around Me Keeps Treating Me Like a Hero - Chapter 2.22

The cause behind the World Tree’s magic depletion had been resolved.

I even confirmed it directly with the World Tree’s spirit, who reassured me—No problems at all!

So, it should be fine.

Still, to ensure the spirit fully recovers, I decided to stay in the elven kingdom for a little longer.

Inside the room assigned to me within the royal castle, I sat with an open grimoire, focused on my reading.

“…What exactly do you plan to do with me?”

Across from me stood Hamenos—who, as of today, was officially my slave.

“Shut up, perverted pig. Five thousand squats.”

“Damn it allllllllllllll!?”

Technically, I had taken Hamenos in as a reward from Her Majesty.

For certain purposes, of course.

But there was just one major flaw in that plan—

I hadn’t hit puberty yet.

I couldn’t do anything. No release, no climax, no nothing.

My body’s development was lagging behind others my age, and as a result… well, let’s just say I wasn’t functionally ready for those kinds of activities.

“Haaah.”

“Seriously? Making me do squats and then sighing like that? You’re lucky I’m an understanding woman, but you should treat girls with more care, you know?”

“Don’t start acting like a big sister now.”

“Guh…!”

“You relied too much on your natural talent. Your body was strong from birth, so you never had to properly train. But strength without refinement is wasted potential. If you want to be useful, work for it.”

That was why, despite having a curvy, mature elf in my possession, I wasn’t enjoying the primary function of such a situation.

Like Bohater, Hamenos was now on a strict get stronger first regimen.

Haaah. I really needed to get my first time over with—wait.

“……?”

Wait, wait, wait.

If I really thought about it, wasn’t my behavior straight-up villainous?

I enslaved an elf.

Sure, she wasn’t exactly innocent, but still…

Morally speaking, this was definitely not okay.

Was this the influence of Lloyd’s body? My sense of ethics felt a bit… skewed.

Yeah, I should definitely be careful.

Wouldn’t want to be one of those condemned villain nobles in some story.

“You got another one, huh?”

A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.

Bohater had returned, now standing in my room, eyeing Hamenos with mild exasperation.

At least Hamenos wasn’t naked anymore—

I had given her some black fabric to wear.

So it wasn’t that indecent.

“Welcome back, Bohater. Where were you?”

“Just taking care of something I was told to do.”

Something she was told to do?

Did my master give her instructions while I was dealing with Hamenos?

“I see. That’s good.”

I had been a little worried when she wasn’t here upon my return.

At least she came back safely.

“You told me something, remember? ‘Think for yourself and act accordingly.’”

“…Oh. Yeah, I did say that.”

Wait, did I?

I had zero memory of that.

“Well, I followed through. And I found evidence that those damn religious fanatics are involved in this whole mess.”

…Huh?

What was she talking about?

I knew nothing about this.

Not even remotely.

And yet, Bohater stared at me expectantly—

As if I had known all along.