Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Chapter 15: A harem-seeking trait

"Good luck to you two," Max whispered before unwrapping his arms from the twin dragons' soft bodies.

"You too," Zamira softly replied before escaping.

Alice smirked, her voice far away, "You will lose!"

For a moment, Max felt like emptiness filled his heart. But as he glanced to the side, he no longer could see the beauties, for they went their ways to seize the top. While Zamira went slowly with flames raging around her hand, Alice again boasted her high energy reserved, going forward like Usain Bolt.

Max stared at their backs, dispelling his thoughts and filling the sudden emptiness with battle intent.

He blamed the hole in his heart on loneliness. And then, a weird idea sprouted in his mind as Max recalled his grandpa's harem. Were it not for the world's limits, Max would have many aunts and step-sisters.

'I might have inherited a harem-seeking trait from my grandpa,' Max whispered inwardly, stopping himself from making a move.

He inferred that his grandfather's death and his story about another life in other worlds might have triggered a desire to form a big family. And while Max had been joking around with it for a while, half-seriously intending to train his flirting skills, it would be problematic if he couldn't properly control it.

He knew how he could unconsciously make many odd ideas due to his jealousy. It took him a while to take control of it, yet Max had noticed a little of this unbridled feeling taking over him.

But since it was fair for him to aim to steal all treasures from the three families, Max didn't think too much about it.

'It's good that I've met those twins… And to no longer feel such an emptiness, I should properly use this moment to get them for life,' Max smiled as he geared up his engines to start the mountain climbing.

He was in a pretty good mood.

After all, the harem-seeking trait was not a bad one. His father was a good man, and he would've lived a good life were it not for the world's limits. But as medicine could turn into poison due to dosage, the same was with the harem.

A mindless harem-seeking was not something Max approved, even if he had utterly no knowledge about it.

And as he referenced many things to his grandpa, Max inferred that he wouldn't probably stop at the twins. Because of that, he swore to himself that he would learn how to control his heart, just like he did with jealousy.

Although his grandpa helped him with that intrusive emotion, a harem was a connection with many girls. And thus, Max believed he would receive help from people he had taken a liking for.

For now, he didn't want to give too much thought to it.

It might be just a fleeting emotion because of his loneliness, after all. Max was also at that age, so he naturally desired to feel the ladies.

'Enough,' Max whispered, 'As I control mana, I will control all those emotions that shape me.'

And with those words, Max darted forward!

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[First Challenge: Kill monkeys or avoid their projectile attacks!]

[Tip: It's recommended to scheme against monkeys to lure them out. Their projectile skills are fast and nearly unavoidable for new players!]

[If you fail to kill or avoid the projectiles, the monkeys will kill you!]

[The first challenge's rewards: 2 levels up, 1 silver coin, and a title based on your progress.]

'I feel thirty stares on me,' Max's brain quickly calculated the mana torrents coming from the monkey's stares, leveraging [Mana Read] to perfection.

He couldn't see them with the naked eye, for they had hidden behind the dense leaves. Their efforts to hide were futile against the Mana Monster called Max.

In fact, calling him, Mana Monster was quite a wrong choice of words. It would be much better to call him the Mana's Best Friend!

'They are coming,' Max narrowed his eyes, turning to the right side, 'Three attacks will first reach from the right side, then five from the left.'

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Max felt mana dots on his head, chest, and right leg. He quickly reacted to this feeling, tilting his head, then bending his body into an arrow shape. Lastly, he spun on his left leg, not letting himself get even grazed by the long projectile attack.

He quickly took a step forward, nimbly moving his shoulders and legs. He was like a fish in the water, dodging all long-distance attacks, which turned out to be [Stone Throw] Skill.

The monkeys materialized a stone above their palms. Clenching it tightly, they added more speed and strength to these stones. And then, they simply threw them at their enemies with an intent to kill!

Out of all players, only one stood out. It wasn't his weird mask shaped after a helmet that made him gather the attention of all players. It was his ability to avoid all stones with perfect accuracy.

Those monkey creatures uglily distorted their faces with indignation, for no human should be able to pass over them with such an ease! They kept building up stone castles next to their little bodies to gather as many stones as possible without waiting for new ones to materialize.

And as the monster side grew agitated, the other was in an immense shock.

Players simply gawked at Max with their mouths agape, regardless of the gender. Such reactions probably happened all over the game world, for the descendants of the three families had already made their moves.

Max didn't care about them, though.

He kept kicking the ground, going forward like an unstoppable bull. And in the eyes of many players, he was indeed an existence that saw the red flag at the first challenge's end.

Before going past the finish line, Max turned around. He saw much more monkeys now that they all moved closer to him in tandem, hoping to at least wound him once. Their little hands desperately moved.

Max once again performed his already famous moves. It seemed like he was doing a victory dance close to the finish line, shaming all fuming monkeys.

BANG!

Max suddenly clenched one of the darting stones.

[You have lost -40 HP!]

Those stones were powerful, so even though he caught one perfectly, it still dealt some damage to him.

Max didn't feel discouraged, though. Behind his weird mask, his lips curved up in a grin.

[You have poured your mana into the fake stone.]

[You have formed a new skill, Mana Throw.]

[You have locked [Mana Throw] on the feral monkey through [Mana Read]. Your mana's adaptation has significantly increased, bringing you closer to your mana.]

[You have applied offensive traits onto the fake stone through your mana.]

Max took a familiar baseball pitching position, fixing his eyes on the monkey. He surely had failed by correctly imitating the pros of this thrilling sport. Yet, his abilities surely didn't fail to deliver.

BANG!

Max's fake stone hit the monkey faster than he could react. His little head exploded into a bloody mess, his flesh and blood dripping from the tree.

[You have killed the Feral Monkey Lv. 10]

And under the chilling silence, Max lifted his hand, pointing at the mess with his index finger, "That's how you advance here."

After turning around, the wave of indignation slapped Max's back.

"That's not how you have passed this challenge, you bastard!"

"Acting cool with a lucky throw, huh?!"

"I will do the same! What he did do just now? Breakdance?"

"That was obviously not a breakdance…"