Macho Harem Paradise Project

—Red, it was your granddaughter who attacked me first. Please don't blame me, my spirit in heaven.

If you dare to turn into a vengeful spirit and come to trouble me at night, I will liberate you.

At this moment, Thearesia finally felt the difference between this young man and the others.

His words and attitude did not show any distress about his identity and seniority. Instead, there was only admiration and recognition.

What a wise man desires is different from others, but also the same: mundane things such as money, power, fame, etc. Although it cannot be said that he has no desire at all, these are nothing more than dispensable things to him. In a word, they are not worth his effort to plunder.

What he really wanted was...

Unfortunately, she still did not realize what a ridiculous mistake she had made by arbitrarily imposing beautiful fantasies on the young ghost. Yangming Shuichi did show many lovely qualities, such as straightforwardness and integrity, but those were just his nature that came from the desires in his heart.

He did it because it made him happy.

Therefore, the countermeasures discussed by Theresa and the lady were completely useless. As long as Yang Ming Shuichi discovered that the other party had already tried to break through the shackles of this identity before her, she would not need to take any action.

"Um, Shuichi, I understand."

Thearesia clasped her fingers together and looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Shuichi."

"There is nothing to apologize for. You want to have it for your own satisfaction, and this courage allows you to break free from the shackles of the world."

“I am deeply honored.”

Thearesia apologized for being ashamed of the reason she came to the Sage’s Mansion, but she felt relieved when she looked into those dark eyes that were filled with admiration. There was no emotion that could be called anger in those dark eyes.

"In that case, you can stay here first. It won't be too late to make a decision once you see the truth."

The actions were taken because of feelings, but these feelings came from her attitude towards outsiders. Yang Ming Xiuyi felt that she must have made some mistakes, but because he was too lazy to really find out or explain, he decided to ignore it.

"Only after you see the real me can you decide whether to continue this relationship."

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That slightly evil smile made Thearesia feel that the sage, who had always seemed unattainable, had become a little more approachable.

. . . . . .

"Let me introduce you to this, this is the princess of the Lugnica-Astraea family, and the sword master of this generation, Miss Theresa."

"Pap-pap-pap-pap."

Of the three girls who had already settled in the mansion, only Luz followed suit and clapped. Beatrice remained unmoved, while Shaula followed suit after seeing Luz start clapping.

"This is the guardian of the Tree of Life, Shaula, my wife."

"Hehehe~ I am already the wife of the wise man~"

The monster girl smiled foolishly and a little embarrassedly. She worked so hard for so long last night and was full of energy this morning. She was really powerful.

Beatrice glanced at the monster girl, and although there was a hint of contempt in her brows, she also silently thought that she was quite powerful.

Put yourself in his shoes. If she had been shaken by Yang Mingxiu once, twice, and constantly hit vital parts of her body, she would have broken down long ago.

"This is the disciple of the Greedy Witch, the half-elf Luzi. She follows me now and is also my wife."

"Wife, ah! Hello, you can just call me Luz."

The most friendly and least stressful person to interact with, Luz shyly nodded slightly. The fact that Yang Mingxiu said in person that he was his wife was still shocking. They had already had very intimate actions yesterday, but Luz still subconsciously put herself in a lower position. For her, being able to follow the pace of the sage was enough, and there was not much she could ask for.

As a result, I started to tell others that I was his wife. I was so shy.

"Well, this is Beatrice, the great elf of Yin magic, my contracted elf and my wife."

"She's a contracted spirit, not a wife."

"Just call me Beatrice."

For the great elves who value commitment and contracts, the identity of the contractor is much closer than the childish relationship of being a wife in the legal sense of humans.

The fact that relationships between people have to rely on laws to maintain them just shows how unreliable this relationship is, doesn't it?

Thearesia took a deep breath and smiled at them, a look of genuine relief.

She had already made up her mind that Yang Ming Xiuyi already had a wife, not to mention that the relationship between the heroic sage and the greedy witch had been known to everyone three hundred years ago, and this reputation had been spread together.

“I’m Thearesia Astraea, and I might be staying for a few days.”

To the girl, the young man's words surprised her unexpectedly. They were too straightforward, and she did not even have the chance to think reflexively. However, such reckless words did not make her unhappy, simply because his words dispelled her anxiety.

Anxiety comes from uncertainty, uncertainty about the possibilities of one's future and the goals one desires. However, when this uncertainty is resolved to a certain extent, one will naturally relax.

Yang Ming Xiuyi does not care about the shackles of identity and seniority. Instead, she appreciates her own behavior of wanting to break through the shackles, which also means that she has a chance.

And the chances are not small.

Before this, Thearesia had been imagining in her mind what Yomei Shuichi would say about her childish feelings, but it was obvious that she had passed.

The results were unexpected, but not bad.

Instead of the perfunctory and rejection he had imagined, his request for temporary stay was agreed to. This meant that he was being given another chance, the so-called second verdict.

Gently stroking her chest, this was the first time they had a conversation that was not based on the identity of the princess of the Astraea family. She had a hunch that the sage already regarded her as a woman, not a junior.

Next, it’s time for a boring breakfast.

"Uh, does Shuichi read books on weekdays?"

The table was not too dull. Shaula would heartlessly ignore the Great Elf's slightly hostile eyes and feed the young man all kinds of food. After she found that the food made by the Sage himself was very delicious, she made a fuss like a child.

Seeing that their attention was not on her, Thearesia began to guide the conversation towards Yang Mingxiu.

"I've read a few, mostly books on physiology."

"Eh? I thought the wise man Shuichi must be well-read."

Thearesia looked at her parcel, which contained the family collection of books she had brought with her for the purpose of talking about it. She immediately decided to pretend that she had not brought any.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I may not have read as many books as you."

This is not just modesty. Don't underestimate these noble children with a medieval worldview. If their family education is strict, they will be required to accumulate knowledge. The education they received is not at all as easy as modern education. Any noble with a little vision does not want their wealth and status to be inherited by a mentally retarded person.

"That's what I saw. Knowledge and wisdom don't necessarily have to come from books."

Theresa smiled gently. She enjoyed this quiet time. Although the idea was very rude, it was more relaxing than being at home.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but the only people in this mansion were the Sage and his three de facto wives. She didn't ask why she didn't see the greedy witch.

Except for the sage, she didn't know anyone, but it was this kind of space that made her feel relaxed and happy for no reason.

After the elders of the Astraea family knew that the Sword Saint's protection was upon them, they would always look at them expectantly, and they felt the pressure of being entrusted with the responsibility of making the Astraea family great again.

The more they hoped for this, the more uncomfortable Thearesia felt. Under this pressure, even her occasional trips to take care of the flower beds seemed filled with guilt, as if she were an ignorant little girl.

"That's true. Books are written by people. The wisdom and experience of predecessors are important, but if we are always framed in the framework of our predecessors, there will be no so-called breakthroughs."

Yang Ming Xiuyi didn't really rely on those.

In fact, his values, outlook on life and morals are very distorted, even extreme, compared to those of truly simple and kind people. Having experienced hardships in his previous life, he was not defeated but yearned for light even more. Regarding this persistence, there is the shadow of the great predecessors.

"Xuyi, I see there is a large open space in the yard. Can I plant some flowers there?"

"No problem, but didn't you say you don't like flowers?"

Thearesia saw a hint of teasing in the other person’s eyes.

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Instead of feeling unhappy about it, she became even happier.

The distance in relationships is indeed being shortened.

“Now, I like it very much.”

Thearesia could feel the sage’s personal style more and more, and she smiled softly as she pondered the meaning of his words.

. . . . . .

The afternoon was quiet and peaceful. On the surface, it seemed like a day of doing nothing, but in fact, Yang Ming Xiuyi was spreading his life power outward to find any place with the scent of witch factor.

The witches of sin are now in their harem apartments, so if this smell appears, it must be the witch cult related to Pandora.

If it were in the past, he would have accelerated the completion of such a task. Yang Ming Shuichi would like to get it done once and for all, but after repelling Pandora that day, he was once again in a situation where he could not find any trace of her. The same was true for the Witch Cult. On the day he brought Shaula back, he crushed a Sin Archbishop. If they were positioned based on the Witch of Sin, then there were only seven Archbishops in the Witch Cult who had protection. Now that he had killed one of them, the rest would definitely get the news and would not dare to act rashly.

There are many people in the world who are good at disguising themselves. Even some vicious people can disguise themselves as saints. Yangming Xiuyi does not have the wisdom to judge people, but fortunately he has the power of convenience, so he does not have to wait until he is deceived before he wakes up.

But even so, not many people can deceive the young man, and no one has been able to succeed so far. He is smart enough, but he is just too lazy to think. As long as he is willing to think, it is easy to observe the other person's true thoughts.

In this life, one relies entirely on one's own feelings to get along with others, and the beast-like man also has a very sharp intuition.

So when he first met Echidna, he thought this girl was troublesome and difficult to deal with, so he used the simplest and most brutal way to make her submit to him.

When he saw the granddaughter of Tianjian Leide, he saw through her at a glance. She was a gentle girl who hated the power that could easily hurt others.

Only then did he tell her bluntly not to hold the sword anymore.

What sword saint? Just look at the difference between her and Red and you will know that she is just a quiet and gentle girl, nothing more.

And this girl, who was described by the sage as gentle, was currently squatting in the courtyard of the mansion, turning over the lush green grass with a small shovel.

The King of Lugnica never forgot the vacant territory of the Sage. Not only did villagers live here, but he would occasionally send people to clean it up. This prevented the land, which had been idle for three hundred years, from being overgrown with weeds and becoming dirty.

The girl was holding a small cloth bag in her hand. Perhaps she had already thought about all this when she considered the opportunity to live in the sage's mansion, and even packed seeds in her luggage.

On the second floor of the mansion, Yang Ming Xiuyi stared down through the window. The holy golden lines in his pupils disappeared, and there was still no valuable information. Then he lowered his head and looked at the little sword saint.

She carefully tucked the hem of her skirt under her knees when she squatted down, so that the mud would not stain her emerald green dress. It was spring and the weather was neither too cold nor too hot. The breeze could lift her flaming hair, making it dazzling under the sun.

No matter how gentle and kind he appears on the surface, he has inherited Red's bloodline after all. When he finds his target, he attacks without hesitation. This courage alone is enough to earn him praise.

The stern-faced young man showed a gentle expression and began to walk down the stairs.

Beatrice and Luz were hiding in the room reading, and he didn’t pay close attention to what they were reading. Shaula was sleeping soundly.

Therefore, the life of the monster girl is much better than that of the big elf. Not only does she have rich life force in her body waiting for her to absorb, but she also has an overly optimistic and sunny idea and firmly believes that the sage will come back to pick her up.

The Sword Master's protection is also an extremely abstract concept.

Common sense says, what does a swordsman need?

Wrist strength, arm strength, leg strength, eyesight, five senses, proficiency in weapons, the light of the sword, the growth of one's own skills, just thinking about it will reveal so many factors involved. Even if Yang Ming Shuichi had no intention of fighting with her, he could feel that Theresa was not weaker than the Heavenly Sword Reid.

Even one point stronger.

The most basic element to become a sword master is a strong body, including strength, endurance, and flexibility. However, these things are not something to be proud of for a girl who doesn't like fighting. However, these basic things are still very useful when used on things that you like from the bottom of your heart.

The small shovel, which was only the size of a palm, flashed white light in her hand. The land that might take several young men with shovels one or two hours to turn over had completely changed.

After tilling the soil, the next step is sowing.

If you want to grow a beautiful garden, you can't just use the random spreading method. You need a wealth of flower arrangement knowledge to plant the desired colors and varieties in specific locations. A good florist must have a considerable degree of aesthetic attainments.

As for her beautiful appearance, she did not show any discomfort during the small amount of physical work for her, but was only happy about her own achievements. She was not a warrior by nature, and only in this situation would she be glad that she had the power of a warrior, which was quite convenient.

This is the sage's residence, and she is planting a garden here. Doesn't this mean that her identity has been justified in some way? Her home is now changing because of her own interests, and the girl's mood is starting to get better and better.

"You have to grow beautifully."

The girl who loves flowers finally began to let go of her emotions and devoted herself to this job.

"need any help?"

A steady male voice sounded from behind, and this was the person that made the young sword master's heart beat.

Of course, even if he didn’t say anything, Theresa would have already sensed the arrival of the person. She possessed all the abilities that a warrior should have, including the pure power from her heart. Even with her eyes closed, she could sense the basic activities of other lives around her.

The existence of a sage is like a dazzling candle that never goes out among the crowd, so out of place.

"No need. Is the sage also interested in flowers?"

Her attitude was no longer as reserved as when she first entered the door. The girl in a blue and white dress patted the small mounds of earth on the ground with a shovel and turned to look at Yang Ming Xiuyi.

"Because you like flowers very much, I am somewhat interested."

"Before that, you weren't interested?"

"Not interested, but not disgusted either."

"That's it."