The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem - CH 106

Hmm.

That’s a great reply.

It’s so good that I’m a little afraid of it… But it’s no use thinking about it, so I let it be.

There’s a saying for it; “It’s better to take a break from bad thoughts than to think about them…” So, if the girls seem to be having a good time, that’s all that matters.

“Hey, what do you mean by sleepy? Have you forgotten that you will be penalized for breaching the contract if you sleep during a mock battle? The contract states that both parties must act to win.”

“No, I’m saying that my slaves are enough to deal with someone like Karendoll-san. I assure you that you can’t even beat Bridgette, Karendoll-san.”

When I told her I wanted to sleep, she glared at me and angrily said, “Are you running away?” And I replied that she wasn’t even a match to my slaves.

When I responded, her face turned fuming red. It seems like she misunderstood my remark as an insult, and her hand, which held the wooden sword, creaked a little from the force.

Well, rather than trying to clear the misunderstanding of being an insult or facts, I’ll let her find out when she actually fights.

Even in a fighting game, victory or defeat gets decided by a time difference of one or two seconds.

If you can’t cast magic without chanting, you will waste several, or at worst dozens, seconds, even if it’s a mock battle using a wooden sword instead of magic as the means of attack.

In Japan, the methods of warfare completely transformed before guns existed, while they became mainstream and even when they got more advanced.

From my point of view, it would be reckless to challenge a veteran soldier with modern guns and the skills to use them while having the power of before when guns existed.

Despite the difference in chanting and fighting techniques, their levels are all in the triple digits thanks to training them in the dungeons I brought them in.

This world’s average level is around forty, and so are the most advanced students. Even if Karendoll is said to be a one-in-a-hundred-years genius, the world is not so sweet to allow a mere student to defeat them.

“Then, Miss Bridgette, Miss Galette, hurry up and be done with it!”

“Yes, Master!”

“Master, you can rest assured, as this servant of yours will take care of it!”

“Well then, play with her until she’s satisfied, then take her down. I’m going to take a nap at the end of the room to not get in the way, so wake me up when you’re done.”

After I said the same line as some old lord and sat down, I leaned against the wall and took my nap.