The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem – Chapter 218

Chapter 218: Definitely a course in making babies till morning

If this were another village, they would try to set up a meeting.

I’m not here to kill each other… so I asked him why he came here and what the rules of battle were… and if he agreed… he told me that the basic procedure was to fight one of the strongest in the village… I learned it from Curim.

When I found out that this village was the only one that had a strange obsession with strength, I vowed to myself that I would definitely look back on them.

I have learned that I myself had thought it was normal somewhere in my mind until now.

Anyway, my hometown is the perfect place for me to vent my unresolved feelings, and if you like to seek strength so much, I’ll let you seek it to your heart’s content.

And I need to beat him to absolute pulp and crush that rotten little root of his for the master to praise me and pat me on the head.

I have not been able to do it because it seems to be time-consuming and tedious, although it is easy for me to do now.

That’s why the master’s giving us the day off.

I’m sure this means the master’s getting to you, Raffi. I’m sure that’s what he means.

That must be the best proof that Master and I are connected in heart and mind.

I’m sure we’ll be making babies till morning on the day we come to destroy this village.

For some reason, some of the other slaves had similar delusions to mine, and some of the poor girls were talking about them.

I feel sorry for her, but it’s the truth, and I know how it feels to dream such fantasies, so I’m going to leave her alone.

It’s kind of you not to tell me.

“Ah? It’s been a while since some idiot came here to pick a fight and it’s little Raffi. I thought you were weak and feeble… but from the looks of you… it seems you’re weak in the head as well. I feel sorry for the people who bought you as a slave. “

I’m thinking back to before I came here and I hear a familiar voice.

The voice belonged to my sister, the one who broke both my legs selling me into slavery.

I’m rather grateful to the master for picking me up because of my broken legs and the infection I was causing, but that doesn’t mean I forgive him or not.”Oh? Well, looks like your leg’s healed. I just broke it for you and now you’re boring me. “