Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Submit or die.

Chapter 50 – Submit or die

Leona froze. Her thoughts went blank for a moment—but only a moment. She wasn’t ordinary. Her instincts kicked in immediately, her lips parting—

"Beibei, come—"

"Shhh."

The sound was soft, almost tender. But the effect was instant.

Leona’s body locked in place. Ice surged over her mouth, silencing her completely before she could even finish the summoning.

Noah stepped forward, eyes calm and disarming. "Nice work, Ester. Your shadow binding’s getting better."

From Leona’s shadow, a wisp of darkness detached—amorphous, fluid—and slithered back toward Noah, curling at his feet before merging with his own shadow, which until that moment had been... absent.

Leona’s eyes widened.

How didn’t I notice that?

But it wasn’t just her. No one paid attention to the fact that sometimes, under direct sunlight, Noah cast no shadow at all.

Noah raised his hand. A pulse of shimmering magic flickered through the air—a high-grade sound barrier, S-rank. A gift from his mother.

’I miss her already,’ he thought, just for a heartbeat, before returning to the matter at hand.

He turned to Leona with a faint smile and removed the ice from her mouth. Her body remained immobile.

"Now, even if you scream... no one will hear you."

Leona stayed quiet. She understood—screaming was useless. Her glare, though, could have cut steel.

"How?" she finally asked. "How did you learn who I am?"

It made no sense. Her identity was buried deep. Her talent—SSS-ranked—was rare enough to cloak her presence like a shield. She was a ghost. Untraceable.

Noah shrugged. "I have my ways."

Then he leaned in slightly. "But that shouldn’t be your concern right now."

His voice dropped to a near whisper.

"Do you know what happens when a demon is discovered in the academy?"

Leona’s jaw clenched. Of course she knew.

They weren’t expelled. They weren’t imprisoned. They were tortured. Flayed, broken, and left to die. Mercy didn’t exist for demons. Only pain.

But she’d believed in her power. Believed she was untouchable.

And now...

Her lips tightened into a pale, tense line.

"What do you want?" she asked coldly. There was no other reason for this kind of move unless he needed something.

Noah’s response was matter-of-fact. "You, of course."

Leona blinked. "What?"

"You’re close to Elijah. I need someone in his circle. And, as fate would have it, I discovered your secret. How convenient."

"You want to use me? Against Elijah?" Her voice spiked, incredulous.

Did he think she was some kind of tool?

Noah’s smile vanished. His presence shifted, the air dropping several degrees in an instant. His eyes turned cold. Dead.

"Do you think you have a choice, Leona Tenebris?"

Ice bloomed around the room, spreading like veins across the walls and floor.

Leona’s body tensed. Her eyes widened.

"Or did you mistake my smile for weakness?"

He moved—slow, deliberate—until he was mere inches from her face.

"You will accept... or you will die. Right here. Right now. And don’t bother mentioning the consequences of killing a student."

A freezing aura poured from his skin.

"I don’t give a damn," he whispered. "And even if I did—no one would ever know."

Then he touched her forehead with two fingers.

"Ice of Blood."

A chilling scream tore from her throat.

Her body convulsed. Her blood—her very essence—began to freeze. She could feel it. Every vein, every artery, turning to frost.

Noah watched with indifference, as if her agony were a passing breeze.

"One minute," he said softly. "That’s all you get. Choose wisely."

He sat down calmly, as if this were a casual conversation over tea. But the frost still lingered in the air, oppressive and suffocating, like the ocean bearing down on a drowning soul.

Leona’s thoughts spun. Her power? Useless. Her beasts? If she summoned them, they’d die before they could blink. _{freёwebnovel.com}

She had no way out.

Am I going to die? The thought echoed like thunder through her skull.

Then—clarity.

No, she wouldn’t die. She couldn’t. Not like this.

"I—I accept!"

Instantly, the ice vanished. Her body thudded to the ground, gasping for breath.