The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

The little goddess stopped breathing for a second inside the dream but she woke up with a large gulp of fresh air down her throat. She coughed to get the uncomfortable feeling out of her chest as she looked at her body.

Nothing seemed to be missing and the wound on her chest no longer existed. She was alive and well off once she woke up.

And not only that. The little goddess was also able to see her room properly now. Whatever had made her blind had been a temporary thing. It was no longer affecting her in her current state.

'W-What was that place? I felt like I would die if I stayed there any longer. T-That demon, he was the one I cursed right? Why was he there in my dream? And why did I feel so threatened by a mere demon?'

The little goddess was shocked by what had happened to her. She had not expected to have faced such a crisis in her life.

Not only had she been captured in her dream, but a dead demon had shown up in it and tormented her. But it could not be possible since Zadkiel had killed that demon a long time ago.

“ZADKIEL, COME HERE QUICK.”

The little goddess cried out, her panic audible in her voice. She needed to get to the bottom of this case as soon as she could.

The panic inside her heart was making the little goddess panic and she could feel fear trying to take her heart over. She could not surrender to that fear but her heart was not agreeing with her.

It took some time for Zadkiel to come to her but his presence was like a soothing balm to the little goddess.

“Y-You killed him, right? You killed that bastard demon king’s candidate those five years ago, right?”

The little goddess questioned as she clutched Zadkiel’s arms. Her eyes looked at her subordinate with desperation to know the truth and reassurance.

He had told the little goddess many times what had happened but she had never deemed it as important. All she wanted to do was to confirm her beliefs.

Zadkile seemed taken aback by the sudden desperate question the little goddess asked him but his calm and serene smile made it come back.

“Of course, I killed off that demon. I was ordered to do that so I managed to snap his neck from his body. There is no need for the little goddess to doubt my words.”

There was no lie in Zadkiel’s words. He had managed to kill the demon king’s candidate off and the little goddess felt her body sag in relief.

Now she was sure that the dream she just had was nonsense. How can a dead person come back to life? This was not a fictional world and the dead had no place in it unless a necromancer work them up.

But even then, it was the darkest of dark magic and no human should be able to achieve this.

“Is something wrong with you today, my lord? You look a little rattled right now.”

Zadkiel sounded more curious than worried. But he was still someone who seemed to show care for the little goddess. So she did not mind telling him about things as well.

She had not been meaning to share the contents of her dreams with anyone but somehow she had been convinced to do so by Zadkiel’s honesty.

“It’s all because of this dream I just had. It had that demon king candidate you killed off come back to life and try to finish me. I am sure it was just a weird dream because I am too stressed these days.”

There was too much to do as a council member. Especially with a lot of young angels going missing in the human world.

Security was at an all-time high and there was a red alert going through heaven. The little goddess was worried about all that so the timing of her dream just put her even more on the edge.

Not to mention that barely-there hint of arousal in her mind was also making her cranky. Her under-age body was not supposed to know things like desire and want. But something had still rattled her.

“I see. So you are worried that the demon king would come back to life to take revenge on you. But isn’t that too much to dream of?”

“I know it is. After all, no one could come back to life once thier soul had been pierced and scattered so I am not worried about that happening. I know you did a great job at killing the demon king Zadkiel.”

The little goddess did not notice Zadkiel flinching and he did not say anything to her either. They were both happy to keep the little goddess blissfully unaware of what was going on.

Zadkiel did feel guilty about what he was doing but he was not going to stop.

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Yohan crushed the dream orb he had been holding in his hand. It was a one-time-use item anyway and Yohan had already exhausted the magic inside it.

He now needed to get rid of the evidence before it could be traced back to him in any way.

“Are you done with your prank on the little goddess? You should be careful with how much attention you attract since we cannot have the world know of your real identity this early.”

Yohan looked toward the doorway where Zane stood. His clothes did not have a single wrinkle on them. Zane was apt at what he did and it showed in his mannerism.

Yohan was lucky to have him on his side since Zane handled a lot of work for him that he could not handle alone.

“I know I often tell this to you but I am being careful. The one who will be in the most trouble if they are found by heaven is me so I need to consider a lot before I can go and make trouble openly.”

Yohan’s words caused Zane to sigh. He did not like how calmly and jokingly Yohan was taking everything in his new life.

Zane had to admit that Yohan was powerful but there was a limit to one’s recklessness. His king was already taking a lot of risk in the dungeons, he did not need to add more to that list.

“That reminds me, did you do what I asked you to? We need to get a stronghold in the human entertainment industry before heaven makes its move. I need a lot of financial support but also easy access to people to influence them.”

Yohan had not abandoned his plan to gather human support. But he needed to start small in that case.

He had recently come to realize that the human ground was also diverse in their skill set and had a lot of powerful people in it as well.

But humans were greedy creatures and easy to sway with greed. Yohan needed to play his cards right if he wanted to gather his influence.

That meant, he needed to create a likable and powerful image in the human world that went beyond his family name.

“Are you talking about that possible investment we are going to make in that movie? Sure, I got the producers interested and they would like to have a meeting with you soon regarding this topic.”

Zane was too good for Yonan and he did his work flawlessly. He had managed to cross one worry from Yohan’s list of things.

“It is nice to see that we will be able to take such good progress so soon. By the way, you also told me that this will be a collaboration project. So who is the other family we will be using this time?”

This was the most stressful thing to zone in on for Yohan and Zane - to select an influential family that will not push for advantage.

While Yohan was sure he would be able to gather the upper hand easily, Zane wanted to take things carefully.

And since Zane was the one who wanted to take things slow, Yohan had done the only sensible thing he could think of to get away from all the extra work.

He had thrown the responsibility of finding the other family on Zane’s shoulders. And it seemed like Zane finally had someone in his mind.

“It took some time and resources to make my way in their good grace but it is someone you know for sure. We will be collaborating with the Khans. More specifically, the other producer is Miss Layla while the heroine cast in the movie is Maya Khan.”

It took exactly three seconds for Yohan to connect those names with faces he remembered. And he was surprised to hear the news.

But it was not bad to hear that the Khans would be joining him as partners. Yohan had wanted to know what had happened to the two ladies he had claimed and then abandoned.

It seemed like they had a successful life but they had also honored his words and started looking into conquering the filming industry.

“What a turn of events. Then, when are we meeting our ‘lovely’ partners?”

Yohan asked, not being able to contain his excitement at meeting the Khans again.

“We will head there tomorrow so be ready.”