Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 322

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Lady of The Thorn

Chapter 322 – Lady of The Thorn

The three siblings now sat around a table made from the roots of the golden tree. It glowed softly with a golden hue more holy and immaculate than any celestial could ever hope to achieve.

A soft and sweet scent drifted from it, able to bring tranquility and contented peace to billions of worlds with frightening ease.

Noah tapped the table softly and rhythmically, then turned his head toward his brother.

“Asaemon,” he said, his voice holding a note of intrigue, “you told us you had a place to go hunt monsters before departing to Earth.”

He tilted his head.

“So, where is that place?”

Aurelia, too, turned her head toward him, curious to know what this troublesome brother of hers had decided again.

“Well, you see…” Asaemon began, wearing his ever-present grin.

“…I wanted us to head toward the dwelling of the King of the North. But let’s forget about that winter-loving guy. I’ve changed my mind,” he said with a smirk.

Noah’s brows rose slowly at the mention of the King of the North — he didn’t know him, after all — but Aurelia…she looked at Asaemon as if he had lost his mind.

“Are you crazy?” she snarled, a hair’s breadth from standing up to smack his head across the table.

“Did you really want to go against that guy, the one who controls the entire northern part of the universe?” She couldn’t help but be surprised.

They were abominations, yes. Their potential and power were immense, yes.

But the universe was unfathomable, and there were beings even they — and the Progenitors — had to tread carefully around.

The King of the North being one of them.

And Aurelia wasn’t overreacting. She, better than anyone, knew the terror of the King of the North. After all, she once tried to peer through his Records and steal some of them.

What she saw that day…still made her shiver.

She glared at Asaemon and growled like a berserk beast, “I hope you didn’t do anything that could have provoked him.”

Asaemon smirked at Aurelia’s reaction. It looked exactly like what he wanted.

“This is precisely why I wanted to go there, dear sister. How could I, as a faithful brother, let it slide when someone traumatizes my dear sister?” His voice turned forlorn, sad, a theatrical whimper.

“I have to give you justice! It’s my duty as your brother! But…” he started loudly, eyes closed, arms spreading wide as if embracing the universe itself in a warm embrace and then the performance died down, his expression calmed, and a small smirk tugged at his lips.

“But dear sister, we’ll postpone this little revenge against the King of the North. For now we have to resolve my revenge first.”

He leaned over the golden table, hands curled under his chin, staring seriously at his two siblings who were glaring at him as if he were a damned fool.

He ignored their glare and instead let the smirk deepen.

“I, Asaemon, Devourer of Beasts, have been rejected. How can I let this slide? So our next destination is set, my dears.”

“We will go into the territory of the Lady of Thorn, enter her castle, her bedchamber, then…”

His smirk widened.

“…then we kill her husband.” He finished and fell silent, looking between Aurelia and Noah.

Aurelia’s face turned exasperated. She sighed and turned her head away from Asaemon, as if unable to bear the sight of a face begging to be slapped across the edge of the universe.

Noah, meanwhile, held a small, amused smile on his lips.

“It seems…a little radical, brother, don’t you think?” he said, trying to drag his brother toward reason.

But Asaemon shook his head with vehement defiance. “I cannot. That guy looked at me, straight in the eyes, standing beside the Lady of Thorn, and told me I’m just a reckless beast who always causes trouble.”

Noah’s smile didn’t fade. He fired back, “Why didn’t you kill him then?”

“And take all the fun? I thought about you and said to myself: why not do it together? And now here we are,” Asaemon replied with a face practically pleading for a compliment for his brotherly thoughtfulness.

Noah held Asaemon’s gaze for a moment, then turned to Aurelia.

“What do you think?” he asked, tone amused.

Honestly, he didn’t care either way.

The King of the North sounded fun, and with such control over ice, Noah was genuinely curious.

If it weren’t for the fact that even Aurelia seemed apprehensive of him, he would have sent his mother.

The matter with the Lady of Thorn also sounded fun.

Either way, he was going to go.

Aurelia noticed that. She looked like she was the only one reluctant to take on something so bothersome.

She shot Asaemon a dark glance. “Are you not ashamed to kill the husband of the woman who rejected you? What would the universe think?”

Asaemon simply shrugged. “Why would they even know? We can do it in the first five seconds and be done with it.”

“You know they will,” Aurelia said. “Don’t forget that her husband is Neron Worldborn. And any Worldborn are connected with her.”

A certain tension took hold the moment Aurelia spoke the husband’s name, and both siblings turned to look at Noah.

His face remained calm, a subtle smile still on his lips but his eyes were cold and merciless. The threads within them turned erratic and their effects on the environment were evident as the space around them rippled like water, then shifted and became threads for a split fraction of a second before returning to normal.

But that simple shift altered the fate and destiny of every living and nonliving thing inside Aurelia’s realm forever.

“Oh! My bad. I’m sorry, Aurelia I’ll put it back as it was,” Noah said, genuinely apologetic for the slip in control.

But Aurelia shook her head as her golden eyes glowed. “Do you have something against the Worldborn?” she asked directly, already guessing the reason behind Noah’s sudden anger.

He smiled softly. “Yes.”

“How deep?” Aurelia asked back.

“Either I’m going to exterminate them, or I’m going to die trying.” His response came absurdly fast and brutally clean.

No hesitation.

Both Asaemon and Aurelia were taken aback by that resolve but only for a moment.

In the next breath, Asaemon grinned wildly, his beastly aura erupted, and a chimera of billions of calamitous beasts loomed behind him, drowning the realm in eternal nightmares.

“I never liked those pointy-eared elven bastards anyway. Let’s kill,” he growled like a beast.

Aurelia fell silent for a heartbeat before a small smile tugged at her lips.

“I didn’t get the chance to steal Worldborn Records. Time to do it now.”

She smiled faintly, and the previous dreadful atmosphere shifted into something gentle and caring the kind of gentleness worn by people who intend to stab you in the back.

Yes…that exact kind.

Noah listened to the two of them, a devilish grin plastered on his beautiful face as he spoke,

“I guess we are killing that Neron, then.”

—End of chapter 322—