Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: The Birth of a Home [1]

Chapter 150 – The Birth of a Home [1]

Noah and Emily floated in the sky, silently observing the Campbell territory below.

Bodies fell. One by one. It was quiet and absolute.

Yet, not all perished—those untouched were not Campbells, so they lived.

But it was exactly these persons that will spread the word about this event to the whole world, and even start to worship this day. Because they were witnesses.

Noah lowered his gaze to the sword in his hand just as it began to crumble. It disintegrated, vanishing into dust. The energy Noah had channeled through it was too overwhelming. That it survived long enough for the slash was a miracle in itself.

Emily looked down at the lifeless figures below.

Her family.

All of them—gone.

And with that, a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

She was free. Truly free.

’Rest in peace, Julius,’ she whispered silently.

’From now on, I will live for myself. I won’t be shackled by the past anymore.’

She lifted her head and looked at Noah. A soft smile touched her lips.

Yes... from now on, I won’t hold myself back.

And as if acting on that very thought, she stepped closer to him—her face now just inches away from his.

She smiled again—beautiful, gentle and almost innocent.

Noah was genuinely surprised by this sudden closeness and smile. He never imagined Emily could smile like that.

"I don’t know how to thank you for all this," she said softly, placing her hand gently against his chest.

Noah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You don’t have to. This was a deal between us."

He took a half-step back, attempting to create some distance. She was Sophie’s mother, after all—his mother-in-law.

But Emily didn’t let him escape.

She closed the distance again, unrelenting.

"I insist," she said with a hushed voice. "I never gave you anything meaningful that helped with the Saintess. You did it all on your own."

"So far... I’m the only one profiting from our deal. And that’s not fair to you."

She traced slow, delicate circles across his chest with her fingertips.

"Let me make it up to you."

Noah’s lips twitched.

"I said I don’t mind. We’re family now. You’re my mother-in-law—so take it as a gift. For raising such an amazing daughter."

It was a smart and tactful reminder—a boundary, gently but firmly drawn.

But Emily had no intention of backing off.

"A gift?" she repeated, smiling mischievously. "Then can I ask for another?"

Noah’s instincts stirred.

Something felt off.

Still, he nodded. "Ask."

He didn’t see harm in simply hearing her out.

Emily looked him straight in the eye and pointed at his heart.

"I want this," she said.

"I want to be inside."

A pause.

"I mean, you don’t mind, right? You already have so many women inside your heart. Surely you can make a little space for me?"

"I’m not asking for much. Just a small place. I don’t care if it’s narrow or wide. I just want to be there."

Her voice was soft. Honest. Almost pleading.

Noah stood frozen, uncertain of how to respond.

This was awkward—even for him.

He had told himself not to pursue anyone else for the time being. But refusing her outright would bring shame—maybe even hurt someone important to him.

So, he made the most logical move.

"...Prove yourself."

Emily blinked.

"Yes," Noah continued, calm and composed. "Not just to me. To all of them—my women. Gain their acknowledgment."

"I will never accept someone they do not accept."

"And most importantly—gain your daughter’s blessing. Without her approval... even if all the others agree... I won’t."

That was the line.

Emily didn’t flinch. She smiled.

To her, not being rejected outright was already a victory.

To gain their approval? That was nothing new.

She smirked.

"Did you forget I used to be an empress? I manipulated everyone in the royal palace under Rome’s nose."

"You really think I can’t earn a few acknowledgments?"

Noah smirked in return. "We’ll see."

"But good luck—you’ll need it."