Harem Overlord: I ALWAYS Finish Quick!-Chapter 153 The Midnight Suprise

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"Amanda?!"

Amanda gasped. "Ryan? What are you doing here?" ๐’‡r๐™š๐™š๐“Œ๐™š๐‘๐—ป๐‘œ๐˜ท๐—ฒ๐˜ญ.cเซฆ๐‘š

"I'm competing for the Dragon Empress's new harem position," Ryan said.

'I don't think she knows I'm human, right?' Ryan tensed.

"You're in the competition?" Amanda frowned.

"I never knew you were a dragon, but that makes sense," Amanda nodded.

"You were very attracting to me, so it makes sense that we're of the same species, and you were just fully retracted," Amanda purred.

"But we can't talk here, come," Amanda said, grabbing Ryan by the arm and leading him away.

After a few turns, they arrived at a janitor's closet with cleaning supplies and chemicals.

"There are no cameras in here," Amanda said, visibly relaxing.

"So now that I've answered your question," Ryan raised his eyebrow. "How about you answer mine."

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, isn't it obvious," Amanda said, indicating around them.

Ryan shook his head. "What are you truly doing here."

"You can't expect me to believe that a cultivator is a cleaning lady."

"Even if you claim to be one, no cleaning lady would go through the trouble hiding from cameras and have extra money to spend in the BCN."

Amanda pursed her lips. "Fine, my real role is her Majesty's servant, and she sent me here to garner information on the contestants."

Seeing Ryan's narrowed eyes, Amanda waved, "No, no, that's not what I'm doing right now."

"I truly didn't expect to see you here and was surprised."

Ryan recalled his last time with Amanda and asked, "If you're a servant of the Dragon Empress, doesn't that mean you wouldn't have a husband?"

"Of course, I don't have a husband," Amanda said, looking at Ryan in confusion.

'I specifically remember this girl talking about her cheating husband because she was still a virgin.'

"You said you had a cheating husband," Ryan said, deciding to confront her head-on.

Amanda paused, then widened her eyes as she realized her mistake.

Lowering her head she said, "I do have an unfaithful partner, but it isn't a man."

"It's the Dragon Empress."

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After Amanda finished explaining things to him, Ryan was left with a mess of information ranging from intriguing to possibly dangerous.

Amanda first explained that Amanda was in the Dragon Empress's harem but that it was the unofficial harem that all Empress's had on Ravier.

The unofficial harem consisted of females.

Ryan asked, "Why does the Empress need to hide the fact that she has women's harem members?"

Amanda had explained, "It's because they don't want people to follow in their footsteps, especially the cultivators."

"Becoming a cultivator is mainly based on genetics for females, so if even a slight minority of cultivators were affected by any of the Empress's actions, there would be fewer cultivators in the Empire."

After Amanda had finished talking, she left Ryan, saying, "Oh, sleep well tonight," with a wink.

As Ryan walked toward his dorm room, he still contemplated Amanda's last words and decided that he better stay vigilant tonight.

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Just after midnight inside Ryan's dorm room (50 Days until the wedding)...

Ryan lay awake, talking with Yoko about the many adventures she had been through on her journeys as an egg through the Multiverse, when a sudden creak of the door caused Ryan's body to tense.

Closing his eyes and activating his bloodline vision, Ryan sensed three masked figures.

'Have I been found out?' Ryan thought as he got ready to circulate his energy.

[Wait!] Yoko shouted in his mind. [One of them is the Lady Gwen from earlier.]

[She wouldn't be here if they knew you were a human. This must be some sort of test.]

Indeed, thanks to his bloodline, Ryan could tell the faces of the three figures behind the masks, one of them being Lady Gwen, one being unknown, and one being Amanda.

Deactivating his bloodline, Ryan pretended to be asleep as they got into position before pouncing on Ryan's limp body.

"Don't you dare move!" the masked Lady Gwen yelled, her voice modified to sound different.

"Bring him to the milking chambers!"

'I like the sound of that,' Ryan thought, holding back a grin.

As Ryan was carried, he pretended to put up a struggle, but a gag had been placed over his mouth, so he didn't have to try too hard.

'Speaking about things that are hard, I wish Amanda would stop rubbing her hand over my crotch,' Ryan gritted his teeth and tried to think of disgusting thoughts, trying not to get an erection.

The trio entered a tiny, white-walled room that one would find at a mental hospital.

Seeing padded walls and a white table in the middle, Ryan was eager to see which liquid he would be milked of and how the operation would work.

'I think I'll be adding some more white to this room in a few minutes,' he thought.

After they placed him on the table, they proceeded to strap him tightly with clamps on his wrists and ankles.

Although they could certainly hold an ordinary man, if Ryan wanted to, he could have broken out of the restraints as though he was being tied down with toilet paper.

Two of the figures left the room, and only one stayed. f๐ซ๐‘’๐—ฒ๐™ฌ๐’†๐š‹๐งเซฆ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒl.c๐š˜๐˜ฎ

"There are no cameras in here," Amanda licked her lips as she removed her mask.

Pretending to be surprised, Ryan widened his eyes and moved his mouth, attempting to speak against the gag.

Amanda bit her lower lip as she trailed Ryan's body with her eyes.

"Although, after our last session where you were in charge... and seeing you all helpless like this, I kind of want to try something different."

Narrowing his eyes, Ryan watched as Amanda pulled out a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut away his clothes.

'Thankfully, I'm not wearing anything valuable like my cloak,' Ryan thought.

Although he could stop the woman, he wanted to go for the more subtle approach he had planned.

'By the time this is over, she'll be wishing she had never entered this locked room in the first place,' he thought, smiling maliciously under his gag.