Zongman, the harem life of the healing wizard

He is so kind to the artificial elves, let alone the people around him?

"No, it's Rem who is gentle. She obviously hates me, but she always endures it for others. You approached me on purpose today, so just say what you want to say." Nangong smiled indifferently.

"Rem is willing to join your clan and work like a slave. Can you save my sister and restore her horns?"

When the blue-haired loli raised her head again, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

“I’m willing to do anything. Although my fighting ability is not outstanding, Rem is the last orphan of the demon clan. She has the ability to [transform into a demon] and will definitely help the master fight. She is good at all kinds of housework, even better than her sister…”

"Why not let her ask me herself?" Nangong sighed, "Or is this your self-sacrifice? In order to become a substitute for your sister, you forced yourself to become a maid who can do all kinds of housework, right?"

The story of this pair of ghost sisters is still deeply engraved in my memory.

Ram lost her horn to protect Rem and lost her demon power. Rem fell into a kind of obsession, hoping that her sister could live well, and from now on, she, the incompetent sister, would take on everything.

The blue-haired loli lowered her head, her bangs covering her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression.

"Master Nangong, what on earth are you..."

Understand what we have.

"I understand you better than anyone in the world, not even Ross." Nangong said calmly, "I don't even bother to use this method to abduct my family, and I don't need anyone's substitute. Wait until Rem can express her "own" request, then come to me."

Rem, isn't she a substitute?

The blue-haired Loli was stunned. As she was distracted, she felt that she had touched the horn she had not seen for a long time.

"Master Nangong, do you have any weapons hidden on you?"

It would be fine if you just measured the measurements, why do you have to pinch them?

Before Nangong could react, the door next door opened. What came into view was a beautiful silver-haired girl undressing, and a red-haired girl holding a tape measure to measure her bust.

"Hey?"

Emilia's eyes widened.

After coming to his senses, Nangong Xuan hadn't really appreciated the grown-up iceberg beauty for a long time. Although he had [replied], he was not yet so evil as to read his daughter's secret memory.

Rem only felt that the ghostly aura of the "horn" had become even stronger.

"Sister...did you hear everything?"

"Rem, come with me." The red-haired loli frowned, "I'm sorry. Lady Emilia, Lord Nangong, can you wait for us for a moment?"

Nangong said tactfully: "You guys go and talk to your sisters in private, I'll just measure the honey."

"That would be troublesome."

After saying that, the red-haired loli took her sister away.

Rem's little head was still filled with strange ideas. I wondered if all men had horns, and if I could just break them off and put them on my sister, it would be fine, right?

The door is closed.

A man and a woman were alone in a room. Nangong Xuan withdrew his gaze and placed it on Emilia.

"You've grown up." Nangong said with a smile, "I didn't know that the little girl who used to cling to me has such a good figure."

"Fool……"

Her long silver-white hair fell down in front of her chest, which would look like a mosaic in the second dimension. In front of this man, Emilia didn't want to have any barriers.

"Hurry up, help me measure my measurements." Emilia blushed.

Even if they are the best of father and daughter, would they reveal such a secret?

"I'm gonna start now."

Emilia said in shame and anger: "That's the prayer we say before meals. You taught me that when I was a child!"

"Beauty is a feast to the eyes." Nangong said.

[Reply], not only relieve the fatigue of insomnia. This kind of intimate contact is equivalent to touching the whole body, giving the silver-haired daughter a "massage" with the [hands of God].

Ice-like skin, soft and tender branches.

The future Queen Emilia was open and honest only in front of Nangong. Later, they always remembered the most beautiful memories. The half-elf, who was always eighteen years old, was frozen in her most beautiful years.

Isn't this just like having an affair in the locker room...a secret rendezvous?

Emilia was in a good mood for the day. With Ram by her side, she devoted herself to the course of becoming a candidate for the throne. [Devoted to the Dream] also has a bonus for learning.

Rem also quickly made new clothes for the host and hostess, folding them neatly. When she went upstairs with the clothes in her arms, she heard Roswaal talking to Nangong.

"Because of the broken horn, the child is weak and his magic power level is very low. Please replenish Ram's magic power regularly, Master."

Rem thought to herself: So, it’s that time again?

"Okay, I'll replenish Ram's magic tonight."

Nangong Xuan did not shy away and entered Emilia's boudoir casually to listen in. The silver-haired girl was still reading by lamplight.

Ram said: "I learned the history of the kingdom during the day, and I relaxed a little at night and read some world common sense."

"Then I need father...Nangong to tell me a story!" Emilia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Nangong, Master Emilia, please have some tea."

At this time, Rem served tea and water.

"Thank you."

"A scary witch, a witch of fear, even calling her name is scary. People call her... the Witch of Jealousy."

This is the story of the witch of jealousy who devoured half of the world four hundred years ago and was sealed by the three heroes. In the illustration, Emilia finally saw the silhouette of the silver-haired witch and was stunned.

"No wonder I've always been treated as..."

so similar.

Rem and Ram are in a complicated mood. In fact, everyone in this family is related to the witch, and they got together by accident.

There was no way to vent my anger on them. After all, it was the witch cult that caused the tragedy of genocide on that night when I was eight years old.

"Let's stop here for today." Nangong Xuan closed the book, "If you don't have enough textbooks, ask Betty to borrow some."

It was very convenient to have a library at home. Although Beatrice kept saying "no books are allowed to be borrowed", she still couldn't do anything about it.

Emilia said reluctantly: "Nangong, are you going back to rest? Good night."

"Good night."

The two kissed goodbye as usual, oblivious to the people around them. Rem and Ram blushed as they watched.

Nangong suddenly said: "By the way, Ram, come to my room tonight."

"Eh eh eh?"

The beautiful girl who slept with him was replaced by another one.

Chapter 249: Demonic Replenishment, First Kiss

The evening at Roswaal's house, the courtyard under the night sky.

"boom--"

Melaquila's flaming mane became a beacon in the darkness. Emilia stroked its head and continued to practice with Parker by her side. When she closed her eyes, dots of light filled her body.

They were not the fireflies of the summer night, but the micro-elves that were attracted and danced around the half-elf "queen".

The so-called micro-elves are actually particles that have not yet formed elves.

"Liya's control over Mana has improved again." Parker said with relief, "Is it [Undivided Admiration] that is working? In other words, the throbbing of love has become stronger."

"No, it's just..." Emilia felt lost.

I broke up with my boyfriend the first day I said that person's name.

At this time, he fell asleep next to another girl, right? After coming out, I realized that my father was so fickle.

Nangong Xuan leaned against the window without turning on the light. The room on the second floor was facing the main door, and it could be said to be the master bedroom that even Roswaal had never enjoyed. He looked down at the scenery in the yard, and of course there was the beautiful silver-haired girl dancing with the elves.

The pink nightgown that Rem had just altered fit her perfectly. The thin dress outlined Emilia's figure, and Nangong could not get rid of the image of her snow-white skin.

Why did it take off its clothes automatically?

"You're jealous again. Is it okay if you don't explain it to the kid?"

A female voice suddenly sounded in the dark room. Different from Rem's cold voice, it was a little softer.

"It doesn't matter. I'm a man who wants to open a harem in another world." Nangong said heartlessly, "Even Chunai's daughter can't control me."

The red-haired loli said disdainfully: "You are shamelessly expressing your ambitions."

"You are being venomous, Ram. Is this the attitude of asking for favors?"

Until this moment, Ram had never thought that she would be pushed to Nangong by her former master. If she could not obtain magic power in time and could not complete the work tomorrow, Rem would suffer in the end.

“…Please, Master Nangong!”

The red-haired loli lowered her head obediently.

Nangong said in an unquestionable tone: "Call me master."

"Master, master..."

Ram, who has always been mature, couldn't handle the title, which was something she had never experienced before.

"You're quite obedient. Come and sit on it." Nangong's mouth curled up.

The red-haired loli hesitated for a moment, but still climbed into his arms and sat sideways. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around Nangong's neck, as if she was actively throwing herself into his arms, bathing in the moonlight.

"I'm not a girl like Rem who knows nothing. If your horn dares to do anything bad to us sisters, I will... cut it off!"

What a scary ghost girl. She is worthy of being one of the strongest in this plane - if her horn wasn't broken off.

Nangong said calmly: "Rem told you."

“I scolded that girl severely, telling her not to have any idea of ​​sacrificing herself. Even without the horn, Ram is alive and well now, and can survive without charity from anyone.” The red-haired loli showed her determination.

From Roswaal's memory, we can see that they were comrades in arms who had a tacit understanding. So far, the hermaphrodite has only replenished Ram's magic power regularly and has not done anything out of the ordinary.

Horn... No, the stick hero is different.

Nangong smiled slightly: "I would like to take all of you into the family, but now is not the time."

The strategy for the God of Harem has just begun.

“Hmph, come to me if you have anything to say, don’t attack Rem…” Ram hesitated, “Can we start replenishing magic power for today?”

"Okay."

Nangong Xuan lifted Ram's pink bangs, revealing the scar of a broken horn. Like a crescent moon, it is easy to remind people of certain characters.

The red-haired girl obviously reacted. To her, it seemed to be more embarrassing than having her naked body seen.

"Master, put your fingers up quickly..."

The ghost tribe uses their horns to mobilize the magic power in the atmosphere to fight, just like the connection between heaven and man. Therefore, the part of the forehead where the horns grow is the most sensitive and is also an important magic circuit.

As far as I can remember, all the magician has to do is touch the scar and mobilize the magic power in his body.

"Just fingers?"

Nangong Xuan suddenly lowered his head and kissed Ram's forehead. The sudden tenderness stunned Loli.

It was the first time in my life that I was kissed, and it was the most "ugly" wound... warm and wet.

The bloody scar in the girl's heart seemed to be filled with something in an instant. Her brain was trembling, and a warm current flowed into her limbs, making her so comfortable that she couldn't help but moan.

After a long time, the lips parted.

"Why……"

Nangong smiled and said, "The body fluids have the highest magic content in the human body, even for witches. This is how magic replenishment is more efficient."

"That's not the question, is it? Ram is just the most lowly 'hornless', an evil ghost that no one cares about except her sister..."

Nangong Xuan stroked Ram's head. She was like a well-behaved pet girl. Although she was often sharp-tongued, she was very cute once she was tamed.

"A hornless demon? One day, your horn will shine again. I will be able to help you recover only when you are willing to entrust everything in your past to me. Until then, I will provide you with a little help."

Play the long game to catch the big fish.