Chapter 923: Harem Council Meeting ( 923 )

Meanwhile.

Arjam Region.

Farkam Town,

Inside the house prepared for Javier and his harem, the atmosphere was a familiar blend of chaos and comfort. Javier sat in the living room, his eyes fixed on the floating mana screens projected by his glasses.

He spoke quietly into the mana talkie, monitoring the live feeds from his Sky Eyes and the battle drones hovering along the border.

"Uncle. Make sure they’re moved to the Pekko-drawn wagons. I don’t want any trouble with Father."

Liana appeared at his side, quietly setting a cup of hot coffee on the table in front of him. Her presence was gentle, but her eyes never missed a detail.

Mimi was perched contentedly on Javier’s lap, still wearing the magic glasses. She scrolled through views of Armand’s bustling markets, her tail flicking in excitement.

"Nya!!! That grilled fish looks so good!" Mimi squealed, nearly drooling at the floating display.

Gloria could only shake her head at the sight, while Delya, always the quiet one, sipped her hot chocolate beside Javier.

Felicia, sitting across from them, puffed her cheeks in frustration. "Mimi! Enough already! Try acting like a real princess for once!"

But Mimi, lounging against Javier’s chest, simply stuck out her tongue at Felicia, making a face and flicking her tail just to get under her sister’s skin.

Felicia bit her lower lip, eyes narrowing.

Just you wait, Mimi. You only win because Husband-sama is here. Just you wait...

Liana clapped her hands twice, drawing everyone’s attention.

"All right! Girls’ meeting! Come, let Young Master work in peace. We have an important discussion about our group."

Mimi puffed her cheeks, pouting. "Eh? But I wanna see more with these glasses!"

Liana shot her a pointed glare. Mimi instantly straightened, carefully slipping off Javier’s lap, tail drooping in defeat.

Delya, with her usual dreamy smile, kissed Javier’s cheek, gathered her hot chocolate, and followed Gloria toward the next room.

Felicia stood with quiet dignity, casting one last glare at Mimi before joining the group.

Liana leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Javier’s cheek. "Young master, I’m going to the next room. If you need anything, just call for me, okay?"

"Hmm? Okay," Javier replied then turned his attention back to the mana talkie. "No! I’m not saying ’okay’ to you, Uncle! Gih! just follow the first road. My knights are nearby and the battle drones are on station. Those roads are secure."

Liana smiled softly at his usual fuss, then left the room, gliding to join the others.

Inside, the atmosphere was charged. Gloria was holding Felicia back, who still looked ready to pounce on Mimi. Mimi, for her part, just stuck her tongue out defiantly.

Liana took her seat at the head of the table, her presence immediately commanding calm. Felicia and Mimi stopped their bickering, sitting up straighter as Liana fixed them both with a gentle, expectant smile.

"Now, now," Liana said, her tone light but firm.

Gloria relaxed, smiling as the tension eased.

"Today, we’re going to discuss a special schedule, for us, Young Master’s future wives."

Liana’s smile softened, her presence gentle but commanding as she spoke.

"Since I’ve already approved everyone here as part of Young Master’s harem, I think it’s only fair that we discuss and settle a proper schedule for our time with him. It wouldn’t be right for anyone to be left out or to fight over his attention, so let’s make today the day we decide everything clearly."

She swept her gaze around the table, every gesture calm and precise.

"And since Young Master promised Mimi a trip to the market once we return to Armand, I believe organizing a schedule for our ’dates’ and personal time will make things much smoother, for all of us."

Mimi’s eyes sparkled with hope. "Really, nya!? I get a day just for me?"

Delya’s dreamy expression turned into a bright smile as she hugged her cup of hot chocolate. "Mmm~ That sounds wonderful."

Felicia nodded with quiet elegance, but her tightly clasped hands betrayed her anticipation. "Yes... with a schedule, it’ll be so much easier to have uninterrupted moments with our future husband."

Gloria nodded approvingly, her eyes warm. "Ara~ I agree. With the right schedule, we can avoid any drama or confusion. And, of course, make sure no one is left feeling lonely."

Liana smiled, satisfied that the conversation was off to a good start. "Alright, let’s each propose a day or time that suits us, and make sure it’s fair for everyone."

Liana’s gentle authority filled the room as she continued, her tone light but unwavering.

"Now, as the first wife, and since I’ve been with Young Master the longest, from the time he was just a baby, it’s only fair that I take two days out of the week." She smiled, eyes glinting with both warmth and certainty.

Everyone nodded without protest.

"The first and second days will be mine. Since Gloria is to be the second wife, she’ll have the third day. Among the rest of you, since Felicia is the eldest, she’ll take the fourth, and Delya will have the fifth."

"Nyaaa! Who said I’m the fifth wife? I’ve known Husband-sama longer than these two!" Mimi pouted, tail flicking with irritation.

Liana only smiled, but the sharp look she gave Mimi was enough to end any further protest.

"Mou! Fine..." Mimi grumbled, stomping her feet before slumping back into her seat, clearly not daring to challenge Liana’s authority any further.

Felicia, ever composed, raised her hand gracefully. "Excuse me, Liana... what about the seventh day?"

Liana paused, thoughtful.

"Hmm... that was originally reserved for Ferine. But I don’t know why she hasn’t replied to my letters. She also has a mana talkie Young Master gave her, so she should be able to contact him anytime. It’s strange, it’s been months since she last reached out. But who knows, maybe she’ll appear again soon."

Liana nodded thoughtfully, folding her hands on the table.

"Yes, since Young Master confirmed that the Dwarven Nation has already recovered from the last war, and trade with Armand is back to normal, there shouldn’t be any issues there. Master Aelius and Lady Athine both verified it, and our merchants supply the Dwarves regularly."

Gloria leaned forward, her voice soft but clear.

"Ara~ That’s right. The Dwarven Nation is stable again, yet it is odd that Princess Ferine hasn’t reached out to Young Master. He did try several times to contact her with the mana talkie, but her attendant only ever replies that she’s busy and can’t be disturbed, never explaining what she’s actually doing."

Liana sighed, her gaze distant.

"Mm... Young Master also attempted to contact the Dwarven Chieftain directly, but the Chieftain always claimed not to know Ferine’s whereabouts whenever Young Master asked. Even so, with the Sky Eyes’ live feed, Young Master has seen her safe within the Dwarven royal palace. At least we know she’s all right, even if she’s keeping her distance for now."

( End Of Chapter )