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

Minato woke up later.

It was already a day as the dungeon had blessed the forest with its artificial sun. Those sunrays slipped into the elven queen's room and brightened it, slapping Minato's check alongside its invade.

Minato had Ingrid sleeping on his chest, so he gently laid her cute head on a pillow. Her ample chest followed her, making Minato feel like a hole suddenly appeared on his chest!

Sleeping for some time with those melons wrapping him felt pretty good, and Minato surely would try that countless times.

He looked around the bed, "Lily will have a lot to clean up later."

Ingrid's bed absorbed many liquids. Although it was wet and smelled rather uniquely, it didn't disturb the sleep of all of them.

However, Lily mainly was the cause of it.

She couldn't leverage Minato's seed. Her garden just let out more of it after he took his manhood out of her.

It was not a problem as that was quite normal, and the bed would get messed up despite how unique one's woman body was.

Minato came in buckets, and his smell prevailed here!

He would rather have Lily clean it up than any other servant as he didn't know whether his Overlord Physique would leave some influence on other elves. Besides, it was pretty embarrassing!

Minato was ready to dress and see how the ritual went!

However, as Ingrid left his chest, she felt a deeper hole within herself. It was as if the Master had suddenly given up on her. It was not true, but the elven queen's dreams blackened in her unconscious state.

It brought out the hatred's personality she had developed due to many years of constant resistance against it.

Minato spun and trembled as he saw the hatred's miasma oozing out of her!

He wrapped his arms around her nude body and shouted her name, "Ingrid!"

The elven queen's eyelids shook, and she slowly revealed her beautiful eyes.

Alas, her eyes were different.

Her usual green eyes were gone, and red hues stared back at Minato.

Those eyes were naturally still beautiful, but deep hatred rippled within.

That hatred mixed with curiosity.

Ingrid's arms extended, and she wrapped those around Minato's neck, "What makes you so special?" Another personality within Ingrid asked.

Although she had never appeared on Ingrid, she developed her own personality through years of seeing Ingrid's life and feeling the hatred.

That personality wasn't someone one could joke with.

Minato still faintly smiled, "I thought you would tell me. Didn't you come out because you felt threatened? Surely, you must know about your enemy."

That was indeed the case!

Red-eyed Ingrid squinted her eyes, "You just seem special... It's not because you are an Overlord, however... You made me want to kill you... so much... I want to crush that neck so badly... So badly..."

Her tone was different from the usual exuberant Ingrid. That tone didn't threaten Minato as he didn't feel any killing intent toward him.

It was just a genuine inborn hatred within that personality.

It was her origin, so Minato wasn't shocked either.

"You've fucked Ingrid so much she can't exert any strength against you. You have made her body rely on you and left her addicted to your presence. She depends too much on you, but it was your order to not kill me that gave me another meaning. A curiosity, a different emotion. I am much different now, so let me reward you a little.

What do you think would happen if hatred took over the dungeon?" Red-eyed Ingrid asked as she peeked into her eyes through the reflection rippling within Minato.

Minato pondered, then just asked, "What would happen?"

She sneered, "Dungeon Race would kill the whole world."

"I know that Ingrid, for example, has a royal bloodline from a higher world. But would that be enough to kill the whole world?" Minato asked.

He thought that one dungeon race wouldn't be able to overwhelm the whole world, but maybe he underestimated his first conquered race!

Red-eyed Ingrid laughed, "Women would fuck every male and continuously breed a new force. They would fight with bellies, not care about their offspring at all. The male would be the same. They would spend half of their time enslaving the world through their cocks and hatred, then get it entirely.

Still, that's not the worst. Once the hatred takes over the dungeon, all rewards within it will be available to the dungeon race. Hatred will unlock them all and use it to strengthen its puppets." Red-eyed Ingrid said, confirming that she was one of those puppets.

Her new emotion due to Minato freed her from those shackles, so she chuckled and pursed her lips as if wanting a kiss from him, "I will look at you through Ingrid's eyes. I can't decide yet about my future, but don't try to erase me... Master..."

Since Minato didn't feel like kissing this personality, Red-eyed Ingrid blew him a kiss, then closed her eyes.

Her words were valid, however...

"Strength, territory... and dual cultivation... As if I needed more people to tell me that those are the most important in fantasy worlds," Minato sighed and gently laid down Ingrid back on the pillow.

He no longer needed anyone to tell him about these three qualities.

Minato still had a weird feeling within himself.

"It feels like the dungeon is against my principles," Minato whispered while dressing himself in his usual clothes.

Although his principles kept changing in another world, his core principle was freedom. The dungeon confined another race, then made them battle! Once the hatred took over that race, it would just bring massacre to the world and innocent people!

Minato didn't want any innocent people who struggled to live in that crazy world to get killed. 

He would like to avoid that at every possible step.

Minato left the elven queen's room, then blinked his eyes, "That's my tree?"

His tree overtook Ingrid's home in just one night!