Battle Harem of the Heavenly Sword



Inside a small room in the BHR command center, Dylan, Alan, and Xing were discussing matters that would change the continent forever.

"39,000? Are you sure about that your highness?" hearing the incredible number Alan asked for his confirmation, the merchant expected a number somewhere between 5000 to 7000. Even the Dominii royalty had stats in the 100,000. Hiro barely existed for over 6 months and already had almost half that? How would that be even possible?

"I am. At Level 70, his average stat is already at 40,000. I cannot see which chain he belongs to. But his power is increasing at a monstrous rate. Only battle harems in the top 50 would even be able to hurt him."

Stunned into silence, a normal system user at Adept rank would have base stats of around 550 points combined. Of course, skills, and the Regalia ratings would increase this. But getting 3000 points in total is already a good outcome. This became the limit of individual efforts.

Yet Hiro with his battle harem already amassed stats ten times that, and not just in one stat, but all three. Alan and Xing began to link the combat prowess of the Vaginarnis, Sword Saint, and the Dragonkin.

'Were battle harems always meant to be used this way?' all three of them thought. Hiro's battle harem right now did things completely illogical from a common dominator or submissives' perspective.

1. Hiro completely used his entire Domination link.

2. Raylene, Vanessa, and Jade are all Enslaved Empresses.

3. Tsugumi is an Affectionate Paramour.

4. Ryuuka is an Affectionate Devoted.

To put this into perspective the average dominator has at most a spouse-ranked link. They would use this up till three people with the fourth split up as needed. This meant the average dom uses only 40% of the link.

Such behavior is due to self-preservation, in case the dom's entire battle harem is killed or NTRd. At only 40% the dom would still survive. In contrast, Hiro would be crippled if an Enslaved empress dies. If two he would be bedridden.

No sane dom would place himself at such a risk. Yet Hiro's submissives were equally insane. Typical subs only offered at most 25% as dowries. This offering will only return to the sub if the dom cancels their link or if either party dies. For ranks above affectionate though, the stats will remain with the dom.

This was why sub ranks at affectionate or higher begin to injure the submissives. Similar to the doms putting yourself in a vulnerable position was not something most people prioritize to do. Betrayals, misconceptions, unanswered expectations so many things could go wrong if the dom and sub do not completely trust one another.

People normally compare the battle harem link and dowry system to romance. A dom is like a suitor who tells the sub who is adored of his/her intent. And the sub would respond in kind by offering a part of himself or herself.

A construct as old as love naturally is something everyone can relate to. Whether you hear of the tales of lovers bounded beyond lives and time or the broken messy relationships that many experiences. Loving another is both a commitment and a gift.

To fall in love is to bear your insecurities in your desire to see the truth. The consequences are mostly a gamble. You could win big or lose it all. Thus to see if people were compatible they often dated before they got married. Y

et on earth, this practice is already long forgotten. Many date but never get married. Or many technically are married but never really become official.

Malice, selfishness, and pride are often the reason for estranged relationships. The same could be seen in the battle harem system as a whole.

A sub could risk it all for a dom and lose not just his or her love but life as well. Similarly, a dom could give his affection and trust to his or her sub and get betrayed or NTRd at the last minute.

'Is this the real outcome the emperor desired when he wished for the battle harem system? To bear all to one another?' Dylan who saw the insane growth of Hiro and his harem felt he saw the truth that got buried over the years.

Unlike most battle harems Hiro and his subs. His wives specifically trust each other unconditionally. Currently, if Hiro died, all three of his empresses would do too. If any of them died not unless Hiro revoked the link he will be crippled by each death. Such danger accompanied them like a sword. Yet this sword also became the power they now wield.

The monstrous display of the heavenly sword battle harem spoke for itself. If the butcher's goal was to ensure he scared humanity to become stronger — he already succeeded. After today even the most hardened warriors would try to increase their power. All to not fall to the Wolfen butcher or his battle harem.

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In one of the arena, a blue-haired woman covered in blood danced with a deranged smile.

"COME ON YOU FUCKERS! IS THAT IT?! I CAN'T EVEN GET IN THE MOOD! YOU ALL ARE TOO QUICK!"

Her words were accompanied by fists and kicks. The bloody corpses of the ones around her depicted her canvas. Like an artist, the Vaginarnis moved along to transfer feeling and emotion to her masterpiece.

"Wait! Please forgive me… I…have a family! I got a little girl, she needs her daddy!"

Against such a pitiful plea the woman answered in a voice lacking any sense of empathy.

"With a ledger rating of 6% aren't you being too shameless? You probably molest your kid or something no? She will be better off without you. I will even take her under my wing if that gives you peace."

Raylene strutted towards the man as he crawled backward on all fours. Trembling before the incarnation of death in front of him the participant already wept at his circumstances. The audience already seperated themselves into two groups. The ones that enjoyed the spectacle and the ones that did not.

Different from hecklers at a comedy show however none could criticize the empress of Mitsurugi. After seeing what the woman in the arena could do, any desire or admiration for her beauty melted like snow. This female warrior would not be something anyone would want to bring home.

Unperturbed by the pleading Raylene kicked the man in the gut. The force of her strike blew out the person's intestines and blood onto the floor. Still, in a sitting position, the man grabbed her leg in response. Knowing that the man could no longer be saved Raylene sent a fist to his head which caused it to explode.

Like a bloody grenade bone, brain matter, and sanguine fluids erupted and coated the surroundings. Despite Raylene's armor being red in color her appearance now was in a darker shade. Unfazed by the blood and guts, the woman pried the man's arms and then threw him towards the other combatants.

Inwardly however a voice echoed in the woman's mind.

'R! Why do you need to be so disgusting? Use my sword! And evade the blood for goodness sake! I want to meet up with darling later how can I do that if I smell like crap?'

"Relax Lene, your pervert of a husband wouldn't mind. He would just strip you and fuck you in public like you always want it. Isn't your 'reward' something similar?"

'You! Why are you slowly sounding like Tsugumi? Have some decency! Ever since you came here you are picking up bad habits!'

"And whose fault is that? I was sleeping well until you people called me. Let me have some fun if you would. Not every day I get to fight so many system users."