From Pawn to King: Ruling a Harem of Chaos
Chapter 205: The Emperor Appears, Desperation for All; Fantasy Authority Unlocked, I’m Invincible, Do as You Please (3)

Chapter 205: The Emperor Appears, Desperation for All; Fantasy Authority Unlocked, I’m Invincible, Do as You Please (3)

The Goblin Emperor sat on its high throne, surrounded by legions of goblins.

It watched the young women before it, who were slowly being cornered, their space shrinking with each passing moment. The glint in its eyes burned with greed.

Its grotesque face twisted further with its perverse desires as it looked upon the vibrant and diverse girls—each a jewel of beauty, each unique in style.

They were all its prey.

Its desire to "seed" them reached a fever pitch, especially for the Sword Saintess, whose very presence seemed to exert a deadly allure over goblinkind.

The Goblin Emperor’s eyes roamed hungrily over her stunning figure.

Her cascading golden hair, her icy, doll-like face, and the frosty aura that seemed to repel all who approached her—she was perfection incarnate. The white gown she wore moved gracefully with her every motion, reminiscent of a snow lotus blooming atop an icy peak. The radiant light of her long sword made her the brightest star on the battlefield.

But the Emperor didn’t just want her light—it wanted to stain that pure white gown with its own vile colors.

Her aura, that intoxicating energy, was enough to drive any goblin to madness.

The situation firmly in its favor, the Goblin Emperor let its greed and wicked thoughts spill freely from its mouth, declaring that none of the girls would escape its grasp.

The more disgust and disdain it saw in their eyes, the more exhilarated it became.

Sistine’s heart swelled with loathing as she took in the Goblin Emperor’s grotesque expression.

Despite her rage, her body trembled with fatigue. The repeated bursts of power and fury she had unleashed left her drained, and any hope of turning the tide was slipping through her fingers.

The Emperor ogled her as if it were envisioning its triumphant future, its deformed face contorting into a twisted grin. Saliva dripped from its lips as its eyes feasted on her.

Cornered, Sistine found herself forced closer to the Goblin Emperor, her defenses faltering. This time, however, it wasn’t an intentional assassination attempt—it was the goblins forcing her into the trap.

Her mind grew hazy, rational thought clouded. Only her visceral disgust kept her grounded as she fought desperately amidst the chaos.

Violet spat on the ground, seething.

"Bah! Truly worthy of its reputation for deceit and cunning!"

At that moment, Shia raised his head and locked eyes with the Goblin Emperor atop its throne. His expression changed subtly, a glimmer of something unreadable flashing in his gaze.

Though their situation appeared dire, though the Goblin Emperor seemed to revel in its victory, none of that mattered anymore.

He chuckled softly, his voice calm and composed, brimming with quiet confidence.

"Villains always lose because they talk too much."

His words were faint amid the chaotic battlefield, going unnoticed by most.

On the ring interface, the progress bar shifted from 99% to '100%'.

'Dreamer class unlocked!'

Although this only granted him the initial powers of illusion authority, it was more than enough to deal with the crisis at hand.

A phantom projection suddenly appeared within the dungeon—his 'Goblin Slayer interface' had loaded!

Sistine’s strength waned. The once-decisive and lethal slashes of her sword now lacked vigor. Her arms trembled as fatigue overtook her.

She was now so close to the Goblin Emperor that she could clearly see the ravenous gleam in its eyes.

At the start of the battle, this proximity would have been ideal—a chance to strike a decisive blow.

Now, however, she was utterly spent.

The other girls, caught in the tide of goblins, could only watch helplessly as Sistine was dragged closer and closer to the Emperor.

In this desperate moment, Shia made his move.

A heroic figure dashed across the battlefield with lightning speed. In a flash of steel and light, goblin heads rolled, and a clearing formed amidst the chaos.

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Sistine gritted her teeth, glaring at the Goblin Emperor just inches away. She had no strength left to lift her sword. All she could do was watch as its clawed hand reached for her.

Then, in the blink of an eye, a flash of light appeared at her side.

A sharp, echoing clang sounded as the Goblin Emperor’s outstretched arm was severed.

Sistine gasped as she felt an arm wrap firmly around her slender waist. Before she could react, she was swept into a broad, sturdy embrace.

The familiar scent of the boy filled her senses, momentarily bewildering her.

Looking up, she saw the figure of a man in full silver-gray armor.

Shia gazed down at the beauty in his arms, his familiar voice cutting through the chaos.

"Senior, don’t tell me you don’t recognize me?"

Sistine stared blankly, her mind swirling. Hearing that familiar voice stirred something indescribable within her.

And then it dawned on her—she was happy. The pure joy of surviving the brink of despair overwhelmed her.

She had already resigned herself to death, prepared to perish alongside the Goblin Emperor if necessary.

Yet here he was, the boy clad in armor, saving her in her darkest hour.

Her joy started as a trickle before swelling into an ocean, drowning out her fear and sorrow.

For once, she forgot her fear of men.

Her hands instinctively gripped Shia’s armor, her body curling into his embrace.

Though his armor was cold, the warmth he exuded seeped into her chilled limbs, melting the ice that had encased her heart.

Shia smiled faintly, his hand gently brushing through Sistine’s hair, soothing her frayed nerves.

Then he turned his gaze upward, fixing it on the Goblin Emperor.

The Emperor, clutching its severed arm in pain, retreated quickly, its grotesque face twisted in agony.

Goblins swarmed in to shield their ruler, yet they hesitated under Shia’s overwhelming presence. Still, the Emperor’s commands drove them forward.

Shia didn’t waver. With a single motion, his blade fell, cutting down a wave of advancing goblins.

Beside the main interface, the 'Goblin Slayer panel' flickered into view, ready for action.

Unique Trait: 10,000% lethality and intimidation against goblins.

Absolute domination.

The goblins surrounding Shia trembled as they beheld his figure, their eyes brimming with fear.

But Shia’s gaze remained resolute.

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.

A beauty in his arms, one man a legion.