Slowly, Ethan’s eyes drifted downward, starting from their deep necklines to their slender waists, passing over the short skirts that revealed their thighs, plump mounds of flesh pushed upward by the white knee-high stockings covering their legs.

Honestly, he wanted to see Alice, Elena, Evelyn, and Mireya wearing those uniforms too.

They’d look so hot in them, wouldn’t they?

"Do you girls have any idea what it means to be my concubine? You’ll never be touched by or love another man again, because I’ll know," Ethan said, observing their loyalty and their opinions, among the highest in Goldenveil.

The five answered in synchrony, and Ethan reached forward, his hand seeking out Mia, who stood in the center of the group.

A sweet moan echoed as his fingers closed around her.

His palm pressed against her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress, while his fingers sank into the ample patch of skin exposed at the top of her cleavage.

The soft, creamy flesh swelled around his digits, spilling between each finger in plush little crescents of warm, pillowy softness.

In size, she was only slightly smaller than Evelyn, with a beautiful shape as well, though not quite comparable.

"Are you sure?"

Mia shuddered, clutching Ethan’s strong forearm as a low moan escaped her lips, her breasts trembling softly with each ragged breath, the round fullness quivering beneath his palm.

The others shot envious glances her way.

In the end, once again, they all nodded enthusiastically, drawing a sigh from Ethan.

His eyes swept over each one.

Mia, tall, with large breasts and black hair; Lyra, with brown hair and a sweet face; Rosalyn, with golden hair tied in a pigtail and the thickest thighs; Lia, Mia’s sister, with short black hair; and, of course, Seraphina, owner of fair, sensual, golden-toned skin.

He released Mia’s breast, letting her relax, before officially designating the five as his concubines.

Immediately, the amount of prestige gained per month increased by two points, an insignificant amount, but better than nothing.

Now, with the five of them as concubines and the girls all at the third stage, Ethan passively gained twelve prestige points per month.

Ethan let out a long sigh before continuing.

"When I return from my urgent business, I will take you as mine.

You’ll keep working as maids, as usual, but from now on, you are my women. If anyone dares to harm you, or if you need anything, treat me as your husband."

He spoke those words oblivious to the sparkle that bloomed in the eyes of the five maids, unaware of how his gestures and words would shape his relationship with his future maids.

Then he turned to Evelyn, who had already risen to her feet, and pulled her tight against his body.

His palm cracked down hard on her plump ass.

"You naughty woman..." He squeezed that soft flesh hard, fingers sinking deep into the warm, pliant mound.

Her nails dug into his shoulders with equal intensity, neither of them holding back.

"You’re the naughty one!" Evelyn puffed out her cheeks, her indignant glare not matching the blush coloring her face at all. "You’d be fucking them one way or another! What’s the point of waiting so long?"

The handsome young man just sighed, delivering one last slap to those full, tanned buttocks before letting her go.

"You’ll also start training with Evelyn in the afternoons," Ethan said. "You might even have a chance to reach the third stage, if you’re very lucky. But with the talents you possess, you should reach at least the second."

He watched as the beauties nodded, their eyes shining with reverence.

Strangely, while his gaze was averted, the necklines of all five seemed to have drooped even further, offering generous glimpses of the pink areolas hidden beneath.

They wouldn’t start wearing increasingly revealing uniforms just to please him, would they?

"Don’t you dare die, you perverted idiot. I’ll drag you out of hell by the scruff of your neck if you do!"

Evelyn, who already knew about his mission, declared it firmly, drawing a faint smile to his lips.

Leaving her behind, Ethan walked over to Alice. His hands gripped the woman’s delicate waist as his lips met hers in a deep kiss.

Her enormous pale breasts squished against his chest, the soft, warm mounds flattening against him and the heavy weight of her tits molding against his body.

"Stay safe, and hurry up to find someone suitable to handle this kind of mission for you... my love."

Alice flashed a sweet smile as her lips parted from Ethan’s, still connected by a thin thread of saliva that soon broke.

Ethan wanted to linger a little longer, savoring the moment he had with those eight women now his: three wives of transcendent beauty and, now, five hot maid concubines.

Five who would soon become twenty.

As soon as the new population arrived in Goldenveil, Elena planned to recruit a number more appropriate to the size of the mansion.

Those five poor things were already suffering too much from having to take care of everything on their own.

Heading toward the barracks, Ethan touched the pendant resting against his chest.

"What’s the matter? Aren’t you going to say sweet words to your man too?" He smiled inwardly at Mireya.

[S-shut up... Just know that if it weren’t for that big... delicious... c-cock... and-] Mireya snapped out of her own trance, cursing angrily before shouting again. [If it weren’t for your dick, you wouldn’t have any of them!]

"Ah..." Ethan shook his head, letting out an honest laugh.

"Ah... when I get back, I’ll have to give that purple juicy ass a proper spanking, Your Highness. I think you’re already missing my handprints."

Ignoring Mireya’s increasingly furious curses, Ethan simply continued on his way.

She tried to sound threatening, little knowing that, even at her fiercest, she only managed to sound adorable.

Soon, he arrived at the barracks, where Doran was already waiting.

The two exchanged their robes for something less flashy.

Even the Sword of the Fallen Moon, Ethan’s primary weapon, was tucked into his spatial ring and replaced by a generic blade.

Clad in black cloaks and ordinary adventurer’s garb, they headed out. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Their first destination was the Goldenveil tavern, which now hosted at least one group of adventurers every day.

The day before, more than twenty adventurers had come through, forcing Ethan to invest another two thousand gold coins in new quests, especially for collecting mana beast cores.

Soon, the population of Goldenveil would be wealthy enough to provide all the quests needed on its own.

From then on, Ethan would profit solely from beer sales and room rentals, along with the adventurers’ spending throughout the rest of Goldenveil.

With everything settled there, the two set off.

[The maids’ art is only available on my Discord! https://discord.gg/ZMhMj7Dawz

The same will apply to all the other concubines.]