Macho Harem Paradise Project

"Okay, let's all go and rest."

"yes,,"

The nervous maids hurriedly left.

Only the head maid stood there, closing her eyes and listening to the words in her head.

"Yes, Sakuya understands."

The silver-haired head maid, Sakuya Izayoi, closed her eyes and nodded, because the god himself told her that the future husband of the saint was on the way.

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The word of God is the rule.

With a stern look on her face, she knocked on Shatila's door.

"Lady Saint, please take a good rest. I will go and meet your future husband."

"Oh! Okay..."

Satila curled up in the quilt, burying her whole body in it.

The words of the Lord God also echoed in his mind.

She had been chosen as her future husband, just like she had been chosen as a saint.

"ah,,"

The piety in her heart helped her calm down quickly, and she quickly let go of the image of the tall man whom she had met briefly during the day.

The gods have already issued their decree, so they just need to adjust their mindsets and follow their words.

Even if it is a brief first love that caused a ripple in my heart, perhaps it is recorded in novels.

Needs to be forgotten quickly.

She took off her suspender pajamas and changed into the pure white monk's robe that best represented her identity and was her favorite. Satila sat in front of the dressing table, picked up a comb and combed her long hair, which was a little messy because she had just woken up, into a neat and tidy look like flowing clouds.

Then he waited quietly in the room, sitting upright.

Unknown things are always the most terrifying. Satila was at a loss about this husband whom she had never met before, but her inner confusion would never show on her face.

I am a saint, the future Holy See. It doesn’t matter who my husband is. What matters is that I cannot allow myself to be seen as weak.

The perfect and elegant head maid was unaware of her master's confused thoughts, and even she herself was confused.

According to the records of the previous saints, even marriage would happen after the holy war, and the gods actually had no reaction to such things. If the saint herself had not developed feelings for the knight who was her personal bodyguard and had not actively informed him of it, there would probably have been no marriage.

Most saints in history devoted their lives to the gods who loved them and never married.

If there is nothing wrong with the records and there is nothing wrong with my memory, this is the first time in history that the saint chosen by God has told her husband about this.

Sakuya Izayoi's identity is also noble among the elves. Her strength, character, and manners are perfect and impeccable. Before Satira appeared, most people in the cult thought that she would be the next saint.

But she herself is not very interested in these things.

It is enough to complete the tasks assigned by God and do your part well.

I pressed the silver pocket watch in my hand, and the whole sky seemed to be shrouded in gray and white. At that moment, the world became quiet, without any sound or movement.

She came to the bedroom of her head maid and changed out of the white and blue maid outfit, revealing her curvy figure. After choosing from left to right, she finally settled on a maid outfit with a white and gold pattern.

Sakuya came to the mirror and looked at herself in the full-body mirror. She felt dignified, graceful and beautiful. She nodded with satisfaction.

She had been in contact with the saint for two years. On the surface, they were master and servant, but secretly they were like sisters.

There was no way around it. Anyone who came to this position would definitely care for this kind, gentle and considerate saint, and her own dignity and bold demeanor as an older sister also attracted Satila.

Compared to her own emotionless appearance, Shatira's child has the potential to bring happiness to the people of the kingdom.

Compared to her own weak appearance, Sister Sakuya is the one who is worthy of people's trust.

The two of them are mirrors to each other, taking care of each other in their daily interactions, and they also yearn for something in the other that does not belong to themselves.

She put down the silver knives installed at the base of her thighs under her skirt one by one, just like the pistols on her belt. This was her weapon, which possessed the Yin attribute protection that could affect time. In fact, compared to a magician, she was more inclined to the position of an assassin. She could easily take lives by just throwing flying knives in the gray and white world.

The platinum maid outfit is a true representation of one's identity that one would only wear in necessary social occasions. The identity of the head maid beside the saint is not a simple servant, but is closer to a template for a close-fitting guard, and is the greatest guarantee before the knight appears.

He put down his weapon as a sign of respect, then checked his appearance to see if there was anything wrong, and time began to flow again.

Click, click, click,

The hands of the pocket watch began to move, and in the blink of an eye, Sakuya Izayoi had already put on gorgeous clothes that showed enough respect for the other party. With her hands on her abdomen, she stood gracefully at the door of the building where the saint was resting, waiting for the new owner.

There is an ancient saying that a minister cannot serve two masters.

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But this was the husband of the saint chosen by the gods themselves, which also meant that her loyalty would have to be divided in two in the future.

. . . . . .

"It feels familiar."

Yang Ming Xiuyi flew quickly in the sky, letting the snowflakes that were almost as sharp as blades hit his body at high speed.

"time?"

Because of the feeling he had experienced with Esdeath, he already had some idea. Even though the target of the stagnation was not himself, it felt like someone was covering him up when using his ability.

The explanation for General Esdeath's ability is that she can freeze the surrounding time through extreme cold. It has a casting distance and is not a real rule that controls time.

This time, the strange feeling he felt was of a higher level than that of the female general.

"Protection."

Through Echidna, Yang Ming Shuichi has already understood some of the rules that govern how this world works. For example, mana is magic and vitality. Everyone has it, but due to talent issues, whether the "door" in the body is unobstructed and large enough determines the future height.

As for the blessing, it is similar to one's own power, a blessing from the world that only appears in exceptionally talented people.

The tall man landed in front of the door of the Saint's rest building. Originally, there were a large number of well-equipped guards stationed here, but they had been dispersed by the head maid Sakuya.

Since I don't know anything about this saintly husband, it would be better for me to go and greet him in person just in case.

This prevents them from rashly offending the other party and having to clean up the mess themselves.

boom!

The sound of the man landing powerfully made her open her eyes, and the person she saw was a very outstanding man that she could tell at a glance.

He has a strong and muscular body, a confident and calm expression, and exudes a unique aura, not to mention his appearance that can only be described as "perfect".

If there really is someone who can match the saint's stunning beauty, Sakuya had doubts before, but now she is very sure.

This man is truly worthy of Shatira.

"The blessing of time is truly amazing. You must be well-known in this country."

As soon as Yang Mingxiu landed and saw the cold and beautiful maid in front of him, he had already sensed a certain smell emanating from her.

It was an inexplicable feeling, not from the exploration of life, but almost an instinctive judgment.

The woman in front of me has already reached the level of a transcendent.

That is, a person who is mentioned on a par with other heroic titles such as Heavenly Sword, Divine Dragon, and Spirit Beast.

The definition of being extraordinary is to completely draw a line between oneself and ordinary humans. This is the law that Yangming Xiuyi himself has comprehended. By using it, one can directly judge the approximate level of strength of the extraordinary person.

Of course, the young man himself is also extraordinary, and may no longer belong to this category, but there are no matching titles yet.

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He had actually discovered his own protection.

It's really not easy.

The recommendation of the gods would naturally magnify one's prediction infinitely, but only after seeing Yang Ming Xiuyi with one's own eyes could one realize how much he was admired.

Sakuya knew very well that if the other party had bad intentions.

You will be taken down in an instant.

"Excuse me, my name is Sakuya Izayoi, and I serve as the head maid of the Saint. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

After saying that, he bent down to 90 degrees. His movements were neat and quick, almost perfect. It also made Yang Ming Xiuyi feel that he was being treated too cautiously.

"Get up, you didn't offend me, I just felt something, no need to be polite."

This guy is always particularly considerate when it comes to beautiful women.

"Yangming Xiuyi, my name is, you can also call me the Sage of the Magnificent Arms."

"Okay, okay, Lord Yangming, please follow me."

Even if he could do everything perfectly, his eyebrows twitched when he heard the title of "Heroic Sage" and the moment he bent over with his face completely facing downwards.

It is certain that such a great man has a title, but this title,

Could it be that I have been isolated in Gustiko for too long, and the outside world has come to this?

. . . . . .

Maybe it has something to do with the annoying climate of this country, where people with gifts of Yin magic abound.

The so-called Yin magic is mostly specialized magic for debuffing, obscuring the opponent's vision, blocking sounds, and slowing down movements.

Blocks light, creates shadows, and interferes with the target's consciousness's perception of the body or reality.

There are also some advanced Yin magics related to time, space, and gravity.

Izayoi Sakuya's protection is time, and pressing the pocket watch when releasing her protection is just a personal habit.

As a maid, she was impeccable. Her flawless work manners and impeccable manners made Yangming Shuichi realize for the first time what a professional maid was.

Cleaning, cooking, massage, receiving guests, making tea, in short, she is very skilled in all the skills that can help the master solve problems.

"Mr. Yangming, it's already late. Please forgive us for not hosting you well. If you need anything else, please feel free to let me know."

Serving the excellent black tea and snacks, she stood quietly at the side, her face clear and cold, but she did not give people a sense of alienation as if she was being turned away. She was like a professional who understood her position and was waiting for orders at any time.

Yang Ming Xiuyi's attitude towards his girlfriends has always been very open-minded and free, which means that this is the first time he has enjoyed such professional service. He glanced at the other party's white and gold maid outfit, and the thin black tights underneath. The young man silently swallowed the fragrant black tea, and his stomach felt warm.

It was slightly different from the tea in the main world, but since he was not familiar with this kind of food, he felt the difference was not that big.

There is no such thing as uniform temptation in this world, but the young man is undoubtedly enjoying this kind of happiness that only he understands.

Izayoi Sakuya seemed to be standing still with her eyes closed, but in fact she was observing the future husband of the Saint with her peripheral vision.

Perfect marks in appearance, Kuroneko. People with different identities and backgrounds naturally have different opinions on this point. Due to the tyranny of the previous saint, the people are living in misery. Although there was a proper result under the handling of the gods, people are still extremely unfriendly to people with dark appearance. This has left a deep impression. But for someone as meticulous and high-ranking as Sakuya, there are naturally different opinions.

She had come into contact with the previous Saint when she was still young.

There is no doubt that she was a kind and gentle woman before she became the Holy See. This was clear from the short time she had contact with him.

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And I also had the idea of working hard to be like her in the future.

But one day after becoming the Holy See, things suddenly changed.

This change is quite abrupt and extremely unreasonable.

As for the inside story, she didn't know either.

However, Sakuya had reason to believe that there must have been some external factors that changed the saint. With this understanding, she naturally took extra care of the current saint, Satira, and in some ways even did better than her own sister.

The man sitting at the table has pure black hair hanging casually beside his cheeks. He is wearing a dark long coat and a black tights underneath. He looks very casually dressed. He is handsome and inexplicably handsome. He deserves any beautiful adjective to describe him.

At the same time, she also found that the other party was looking at her.

She glanced at the mirror. Her short silver-white hair had a few ends sticking out from the bangs. On both sides of her cheeks were neatly braided and almost completely symmetrical. There was nothing wrong with her maid outfit. It was clean and tidy without even a wrinkle. Her beautifully shaped calves under the black lace were wrapped in black tights that were as transparent and bright as butterfly wings.

Fortunately, traditional maid uniforms are relatively conservative, and the thighs are protected very well, which is completely different from the modern ones that are close to the name of maids.

"It's so late, don't bother me. I'm sorry to bother you to prepare a room for me to rest."

With beautiful women by his side, the young man was in a good mood and naturally spoke in a very harmonious manner, which was in line with the unanimous evaluation of him by all the women in the harem.

This guy has completely different expressions when facing beautiful women and when facing outsiders.

This is really huge, frankly.

Showing too much kindness and understanding to people who don't need it will only waste energy. Having achieved what you have already achieved, there is naturally no need to behave in this way.