My interracial harem of beautiful queens

Adam wearily opened his eyes, feeling a headache. He felt a bit awkward in his current state, where he could barely move a finger. However, it was the consequence of using his skill, the "Golden Finger." Now, he could only sense the slight softness beneath him, attributed to the mattress and pillow. He was not in the boutique but somewhere else.

"Aunt Lina... most likely her house," Adam thought, sighing with discomfort. "I never thought I'd find myself in such a terrible condition."

Soul Attack. An imposing force that always came at a higher cost compared to other techniques due to its effectiveness. In a world where the soul is the foundation of every being, damage to it leads to various dire consequences, including death. Hence, it was always coveted among magivolve.

Adam was well aware of this, having spent time in the library gathering the necessary knowledge, with Calissa generously sharing her insights.

"What an irritating feeling not to have the ability to control my body. Now I understand what it's like to be paralyzed," Adam thought, frowning in annoyance.

The only thing he could do was lie obediently on his back, inhale the air, listen to the faint sounds, and gaze at the rectangular window high above, indicating that it was the second floor.

"It's already night... damn, how much time has passed? I don't even know," Adam thought, and as if in response to his words, a notification appeared.

[Skill Restriction: 6 days, 18 hours, 5 minutes remaining]

"So long..."

Adam was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do. He had to save Richard anyway, or he would likely be killed. Adam was sure of this because a man named Rico emitted a murderous intent with which Adam was well acquainted.

Thus, he lay for another two hours until he received a visitor. The door creaked open, and a sweet scent of flower-based perfume filled his nostrils. Adam quickly identified the fragrance but couldn't even turn his head, so he had to wait for her to come into his field of vision.

"Oh, Adam! You're awake, I'm so glad!" Suddenly, a joyful voice sounded, and in his field of vision appeared a woman with a voluptuous appearance, Aunt Lina. She sighed in relief, placing her hand on her chest and looking as if a huge burden had lifted from her shoulders.

"Aunt Lina, how is Richard?"

The first thing Adam asked was about Richard, which slightly surprised Lina, but then a sweet smile appeared on her face. She began to recount everything that happened after he lost consciousness.

It seems that Lina quickly tended to her son's wound, even moving Adam to her room. While he remained asleep, she took care of him, temporarily closing the shop.

Adam was touched by her story, but before he could say anything, he encountered two hills pressing against his face, and his nose was nestled in the hollow of her chest.

"Adam, I was so worried about you! Your condition was simply terrible, and your magical energy was declining; it felt as if you were being drained!" Lina said with evident concern in her voice, embracing his head and pressing it to her chest, stroking his long hair.

"Umph..."

Adam tried to say something but gave up, unable to escape her powerful attack. He could only wait until the woman released him, which happened, fortunately, or unfortunately, literally a few minutes later.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened? Richard refuses to share everything, claiming he just fell, but I don't believe that" Lina suddenly said, frowning. Her face distorted with irritation and coldness, and Adam flinched, somehow sensing a familiar type of aura. "Honestly, this boy is too irritating. But I hope you'll tell me everything, please?"

Despite feeling awkward due to Lina's strange aura, Adam decided to tell everything. After twenty minutes of explanations, he concluded his story with these words:

"But honestly, I'd like him to be much more vigilant in the future. In the Shadow Moon Empire, strength is valued above all, and even a hundred Richards cannot replace one Rico, so it's a bit dangerous," Adam said with a sigh, feeling irritation. He continued, "I noticed that there was a city guard in the crowd, but they remained silent and just observed, apparently unwilling to intervene, even if it ended with the boy's death..."

"What bastards!" Lina exclaimed loudly, clenching her fists. She looked angry and enraged, a departure from her usual behavior – kind and caring.

"...," Adam didn't try to comfort her, as it would be somewhat inappropriate. In this world where the strong rule the weak, denying that Richard's strength was negligible and his contribution to the empire too small to be closely monitored would be foolish. Deep down, Adam agreed with this method of conducting affairs, as it could create a stronger foundation, but such a country wouldn't last long without reliable control.

During the silence, Adam simply enjoyed the gentle fingers of Aunt Lina, delicately scratching his scalp. It miraculously relieved him of a bit of fatigue and almost made him fall asleep.

After a few minutes, when Lina snapped out of her thoughts, she sighed and smiled, looking into Adam's eyes.

"Still, I have to thank you for your help. Even if you weren't obligated, you helped my son a lot, and I am immensely grateful to you," Lina said, gently stroking his hands, which temporarily couldn't respond to her caress.

"If it helps my beloved Aunt Lina smile more, I'll gladly help," Adam said with a smirk, winking.

"What a sweet talker..."

Lina left for her room after half an hour of conversation, wishing Adam a good night. Since he wasn't in the mood to sleep, he chose to meditate. Although the lotus position was considered classic, it wasn't mandatory, and Adam could meditate even while lying down. He closed his eyes and sighed.

Morning arrived, and Adam rose early because his magical energy had reached its possible limit for development, hitting the ceiling that separated him from the second level. All he could do was stop meditating and ignore the loud mantras echoing from his techniques, which were quite arrogant.

...

"I must avoid gods at all costs. This meditation technique is abnormal, even mentioning the Creator..." Adam thought, squinting as he recalled the loud mantra words.

"Supreme Law – Creation, the key to immortality.

A sigh creates and shatters worlds,

Thought kills endlessly creatures!"

Creation is a special power considered mythical and something that gods should pursue. Adam could bet that the New Gods were aiming for precisely this. The ability to control everything sounded too enticing. Imagine countless worlds before you, and you could shape their fate with your thoughts. It's simply marvelous.

"What a pity. I would have liked to collaborate with the Goddess of Justice," Adam thought, remembering a goddess he was familiar, with whom he wanted to ally.

However, he didn't trust her, just like any other gods, as he believed that such higher beings would view him as an ant. If they found out about his perfection technique, they would likely kill him on the spot. Besides...

"The influence of the Gods on this world is much stronger."

The Higher Realm was so mysterious and vast that there were still unexplored places. The old man from the library spoke of ancient scrolls mentioning other continents and strange races, but crossing the ocean was considered impossible now – it required too much power, and ordinary ships wouldn't withstand it.

Building a ship was the first challenge, then there was the danger of encountering sea monsters that could reach the Realm of Immortality, and ultimately... it was all just notes, and verifying the truth of these words was extremely difficult.

The game simply wasn't worth the candle.

***

Adam awkwardly raised an eyebrow, finding himself in an unexpected situation. Before him stood almost naked Lina, covering her body with a towel that barely held on due to two massive bumps.

A few minutes ago, Lina had led him to the bathroom, saying that she needed to take care of his cleanliness since he was in such a state because of him, but...

...

Adam couldn't help but swallow, seeing her body. To be honest, it was simply beautiful and sensual, arousing his male energy despite him being essentially paralyzed. Fortunately, he quickly regained control over his activity, not wanting Lina to notice.

Her appearance was still impressive. Wrapped in a thin towel, she looked stunning. Her beautiful and silky chestnut hair flowed down her slender back, and the tips reached her massive breasts. When she bent over for the soap, Adam could barely contain himself. Her slender and ample buttocks were like a magnet, drawing him in.

On the other hand, Adam couldn't help but feel disappointed, sensing that this woman didn't see him as a man, behaving so carelessly. It was sad that he had lost his Casanova abilities, leaving him only to guess what was on her mind.

However, what Adam didn't notice was a small stream of suspiciously scented liquid trickling down Lina's thighs. She bit her lower lip, recalling Adam's body.

"Darn, I'm behaving like an animal in heat!" she inwardly cried out in frustration.

It had been a long time since she had been "embraced," so she couldn't control her fantasies. She was too excited, and Adam's gaze on her buttocks only worsened the situation. This made her tremble and release two more thin streams that flowed to the floor, but because she had turned on the water, it went unnoticed.

To be continued...