Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: A Bond Revealed

Chapter 57: A Bond Revealed

Inside his room, Noah stood tall, looking down at Leona, who knelt before him with her head slightly bowed.

"You’re telling me Elijah confessed his love to you?"

"Yes," she answered, her voice soft.

A low chuckle escaped Noah’s lips. "That’s good. Your performance was... excellent, Leona. Truly."

He stepped closer, his eyes calm but unreadable. "I promised you a reward once your job was done. Tell me, what do you want?"

Then, more pointedly, "As long as it’s not freedom, I’m open to anything."

Leona hesitated. The only thing she truly wanted was freedom—but she knew better than to speak that aloud. She could ask to accompany him to the demon continent, but that would be far too suspicious. And so, swallowing her pride, she bowed her head lower.

"I’ll let you decide, Master."

Noah smiled, a satisfied glint in his eyes. "Good choice."

He turned away, thinking. She was his slave—bound to him by contract, unable to disobey. But even so, he didn’t like taking chances. His master had warned him: You know nothing of this world... there are always loopholes. If there was even the slightest chance she could break free without his consent, he needed to be prepared.

Let’s give her something that even after freedom she will choose to be with him.

But what could he give her?

His thoughts wandered to his second talent—his ultimate fusion.

Why not test it again? Today?

He smirked.

"As a beast master," he said suddenly, "is there any beast’s blood you’d like to have? A creature whose traits you wouldn’t mind inheriting?"

Leona looked up, clearly confused. But she answered anyway.

"Of course... A dragon. If I had their blood, I’d become a dragon-demon hybrid. It would be incredible. And taming dragons in the future would become so much easier."

Her voice was filled with longing—undeniably, this was her dream.

"You don’t have dragon blood, do you?" Noah asked.

She gave him a look as if he’d just asked the sky to bleed. "Master, you jest. Dragons? I can’t even imagine acquiring their lesser kin—drake or wyvern blood, let alone a true dragon’s."

She shook her head with a sigh of quiet frustration.

Noah nodded. Of course—dragon blood wasn’t something you just found lying around.

Because dragons... they were monsters.

Take Alice, for example. That girl could kill you with her voice alone. How the hell is that fair?

But life wasn’t fair. Never had been.

"Stay here," Noah said at last. "I’ll find a way to get you what you want. I made you a promise. And you did more than enough to earn it."

Before Leona could respond, he vanished.

Noah appeared in the white realm, his presence distorting the empty void around him.

Elira had given him an artifact allowing him to teleport here freely now. No more summoning rituals. No more waiting.

"You’re early today," a calm voice said behind him.

He turned to see Elira, his master, sitting elegantly on what she liked to call her "space chair." Still, even now, he couldn’t sense it—not with his eyes, his mana, or even his space sense. Nothing.

She was truly beyond him.

He pushed the thought aside and approached. A month had passed since they’d begun their strange yet growing bond. Her affection toward him had reached 60%. But since then... it hadn’t moved.

’I have to find a way’, he thought.

Without a word, he sat beside her and gently laid his head on her lap.

Elira said nothing, only smiled and began stroking his cheek, her touch soft and motherly.

"Do you need something, dear disciple?" she asked.

Few would believe this serene goddess could speak so gently. But no one knew—not yet—of the strange relationship forming between them. Only Ester knew. Of course, she knew—she was his shadow, after all.

"Master, do you have dragon blood?" Noah asked suddenly.

Elira raised a brow. "Why do you need that?"

"I made a promise to reward Leona if she succeeded. That’s her dream. And I... I don’t want to break my word."

He kept his tone honest. She deserved at least that much.

"What exactly will you do with it?"

Noah hesitated. A shadow passed through his eyes.

Elira’s smile faded ever so slightly.

’He still doesn’t trust me’ she thought. A flicker of bitterness crept into her heart.

A notification appeared.

[Elira’s affection for you has decreased to 58%.]

Noah’s breath hitched. What?