My wife's sisters want me to make a harem?! - Chapter 117

It turned out that Wercia was the young miss from a prominent family. She didn’t speak much of her story, but the fact that she could keep up with Minato for days and nights allowed the Overlord to infer her strength.

Of course, their journey continued without rest.

Many people would wish for a break or just to take a nap. Still, Wercia followed the map diligently and guided the Reverend Minato straight to Mount Targam.

Their journey lasted one week already.

During this time, Minato became the Reverend in the eyes of many individuals he saved casually with his life force. It allowed his Overlord Pillar to grow, but not as much as it would during the Majestic Ice Kingdom’s arc or the Hard Steel Empire’s fear plant arc.

But it was a good change of scenery.

Frankly, Minato needed it.

He would never dislike his wife’s company or other beloved that had found a place in his heart. Still, that casual journey with an aficionado called Wercia was a pleasant lifestyle change. She also filled Minato with abundant knowledge.

Minato had long since created teams by communicating with his beloved, then many of them invaded other medium worlds.

All would take their approach, but many would reunite with their races.

Minato took it slowly, so he naturally didn’t mind such an approach.

“Minmin! I am bored!” Bei called out Minato through Mind Whisper.

How many times was it? Minato couldn’t tell anymore, but he sneered beneath his Reverend Mask each time Bei called him out.

She wanted to leave his world and adventure together with him, similar to their beginnings in the low world.

However, Minato stopped her.

He didn’t really use any excuse.

He just said he enjoys the new scenery. The medium world needed much more careful research without anyone drawing attention.

Well, Minato was quite hypocritical here since he drew many eyes with his Reverend Attitude and Wercia’s excessive reactions to his deeds.

Minato chuckled, “Our lifespans are so long… How can you not endure a few days without me?”

“You are within my reach, yet I can’t even touch you. That’s annoying,” Bei side-glanced as if she was facing Minato.

Her beloved laughed again, “I want to see Mount Tagram first. You will be the first one to know about the events here. Happy?”

“Happy,” Bei pouted, then ended the call.

Minato neglected his dual cultivation duties, but who said he couldn’t? It wasn’t like Minato didn’t have any ways to make up for those lost days with so many women eagerly waiting for him while tending to their duties.

Bei should be the same.

He laughed beneath his mask, then turned his eyes to Wercia, “What do you excel in?”

“I am fond and pretty good at swordsmanship, Reverend!” Wercia replied, then a sheathed sword appeared in her hands.

She summoned it out of her spatial treasure.

Minato nodded, “I took a fancy into swordsmanship too. It’s not my forte, but I have gone through a few training sessions. How about we take a break and exchange pointers?”

“With the pleasure, Reverend,” Wercia unsheathed her sword and bared it before Minato.

He glanced at her posture, then extended his hand.

A wooden sword appeared in the air before falling into Minato’s clutch.

He has been training up swordsmanship if the whole Heaven Sword should fall into his hands. Minato didn’t know where to search for the other parts or even start it as the first time was naturally lucky.

It didn’t mean Minato couldn’t use the Heaven Sword’s part within his possession. It was possible to melt the part with other metals and give Minato some power. However, he lacked swordsmanship and knowledge to bring out the power hidden within the Heaven Sword’s pieces.

“One-handed? I follow the two-handed style, Reverend,” Wercia commented before slashing forward against the Reverend.

Although she would never dare show her weapon against him, knowing that Minato wanted to exchange pointers and learn more about swordsmanship, Wercia dared to start the spar and face him head-on.

Minato didn’t reply and just replied to her sudden slash.

A benefit for the future spar started.

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It took a whole month for Minato and Wercia to enter Mount Targam’s lands.

During this journey, Wercia just slept once, which was due to Minato’s urging her to rest. He also used this as a chance to spend some time with his beloved, which they used for a picnic between the closest ones.

Aya once again showed off how gluttonous she was.

And after that time, Minato once again faced reality.

“Angel?” Minato saw an angel descending from Mount Targam’s peak.

Their lands started when a mortal’s eye could see Mount Targam’s peak. That was the prestige the reverend place nailed for themselves through their deeds, mostly them mitigating conflicts between other factions.

Wercia turned her eyes to the Reverend Minato, “Is the Reverend’s Colleague coming here? Am I really going to see an angel?!”

Her voice didn’t heighten without any reason.

A genuine angel, formerly the dungeon race, was flapping her wings toward them. Her appearance was still hard to see for Minato. Still, her top-notch speed allowed Minato to satiate his curiosity relatively fast.

It was an angel with soft white wings, bright red hair, and blue eyes. Confusion swirled around her dazzling holy face as she flapped her vast wings toward Minato’s location. One of her qualities was that her hair barely fluttered despite high speed.

The same went for her ample chest and clothes.

BOOM!

And as she appeared above Minato and Wercia, the air scattered around her, making way for her unique holy energy. The bright sun rays descended onto the ground, encompassing the whole area around the Overlord.

At last, the woman fell onto the ground, her clothes finally fluttering the way they should. The same went for her chest, which was held by white straps. Her clothes reminded Minato of the old greek dress, except that those were pristine white.

So pristine one would think the clothes somehow could become transparent at wish for the ravenous male eyes.

Before Minato, Wercia unconsciously brought her hands in prayer, “Angel… You rarely see them in the dungeon now that they have become one of the leading forces in Mount Targam… So pretty…”

She didn’t pray but gawked at the woman one wouldn’t see without reason.

Therefore, has the angel fallen with a reason?

Her pinkish lips parted, “I don’t… recognize you….”