What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? - Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270: They Have A Tree Problem
I opened my eyes and found myself back in the shrine once more.

I let out a sigh, feeling completely worn out mentally despite having done nothing physically.

Well… I just found out that Minnera has been planning to create some kind of art collection focused around me and she fully intends to release it to the World once it is complete.

Ralaie has given her full support behind it and definitely wants it to happen as well.

I really wanted to stop them but Minnera gave me an offer I could not refuse.

With Ralaie’s blessing, she could now adapt the stories I write into any ‘creative’ format in any style I desire.

And she is willing to do it for every single story I want and she would even paint, draw, sculpt and even design any illustration I want, including creating figurines of them.

All of that just as long as I accept that she would be creating art of me and releasing it.

How can I say no to that?!!

I’m getting a top class artist who is willing and also able to adapt my text into not only two dimensional art but also three dimensional art!! And with no restrictions too!!

That means I could have her draw all the lewd scenes and even make actual figurines if I wanted to!! And with her Chornomancy, she could do it really quickly too!!

And if she needs assistance, my Shadow Guards would be able to come into play as well so there’s really just a lot of pros for me to accept this!

Well… Except for the fact that I know eventually there’s going to be art of me being released around the World…

The good thing is that she has barely started on it because she is really selective on what is acceptable to be chosen to be included in that collection and will only accept the best.

So who knows how long it will take for her to complete this collection? It could even take several years or decades before she’s finished.

I stood up and turned to Minnera right as she did the same, my Comissar lover looking especially satisfied.

Katsuki definitely sensed something was wrong as she tilted her head at me, “Mistress… Is something wrong?”

I sighed, “It’s nothing… I just made an agreement that I may or may not regret in the future…”

My Inugami maid turned to look at Minnera before suddenly pulling out her dagger, “Would the problem be solved if she was dead?”

I pouted at her, “Don’t joke about that, Katsuki.”

The dagger in her hands immediately disappeared like it was never there, “My apologies, Mistress.”

Well, you’re cute so I’ll just punish you with a head pat!

Pat~ Pat~ So cute~

Right! Since we’ve achieved what we came here to do, I guess we might as well go and visit the rest of the city to see what else is there around here!

As I led the way out of the shrine, I realised there was a group of Trasifs standing outside, all of them dressed in priestess robes.

One of them, however, was clearly different from the others as her robes had gold trims on them and everyone seemed to be quite reverent of her with how they were behaving around her.

The moment they saw me, a few of them started pointing in my direction.

“That’s her! That’s her!”

“She’s the one!”

“It’s really her!”

The Trasif with the gold trimmed robes nodded at her followers before approaching me, her back straight and head held high.

Err… Am I in trouble?

She stopped just a step away from me, “Are you the one who went inside the temple earlier and prayed at the altar?”

I’m assuming that she’s asking about the main shrine and not the one that we just left.

“Yes, I am. Is there a problem?”

Her eyes narrowed slightly before beckoning to me, “Follow me… There is something that we might require of you.”

I tilted my head, “Err… why should we? I mean… Am I really obligated to follow you to begin with without even asking why?”

“It is something related to the Gods. Surely you will not deny them, right?”

“Err… That still depends actually… What do you want from me?”

She looked around as though to make sure that no one else was listening in before she leaned forward to whisper, “We need your help… Please…”

Oh why didn’t you just say so?

I nodded at her, “Lead the way then.”

She seemed relieved that I actually accepted and turned to start guiding us towards the main shrine again.

The other priestesses also moved to surround us though they maintained a set distance so it didn’t feel like they were escorting a group of criminals or something.

I noted that some Trasifs stopped to look at our little entourage but the moment they saw the Trasif with the gold robes, they quickly looked away and just continued about their business.

Hmm… I wonder why? Maybe this person is really important or something?

Stepping into the shrine, the other Trasifs scattered and returned to their own duties while the Trasif with the gold robes continued leading us deeper into the shrine.

She led us up a flight of stairs and into a small alcove before heading down a corridor and into another part of the tree building where there were two statues carved out of wood.

One was Drebann in his male form and another was who I now recognised as Drebann’s female form. Both statues seem to be staring down at the people who are in the room like they were being judged.

The Trasif turned around and shed her robes, revealing that she was literally wearing nothing underneath.

Her supple, perky boobs came into view and my gaze lowered to see that she also had an extra package in between her legs and for some reason, it was already erect and throbbing.

I narrowed my eyes at her, “You didn’t bring us here to do something with that, did you?”

She blinked and looked down, as though only just realising that she had a dick or something.

She gasped and quickly shook her head, “Ah!! No no no! Oh by the Gods this is so embarrassing! I didn’t… I didn’t even realise I was hard!”

Yeah… Because given the fact that it was actually pretty big, there should have been a noticeable bulge pushing against her cloak earlier but there were no signs of it. So that cloak must have been enchanted to hide it.

I kind of want that enchantment… Mine definitely doesn’t have that and my shaft still makes a tent on my dresses and skirts when I get aroused… And my girls always notice it.

The Trasif composed herself, “Ahem… Sorry… Please ignore this… I’m just… You’re just really pretty and… Oh I’m making this weird. I’ll just get straight to the point. Here.”

She reached out her hands and a pair of white, feathered wings exploded from her back, revealing herself as a Comissar.

“I am Ladia, a Comissar for my great Goddess Drebann and the current Head Priestess of this temple. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

“Err… Nice to meet you I guess? What is this about? Is this related to us praying in your temple?”

“Partially. I was told that another Comissar had arrived at our temple and I was told that she is within your group, am I right?”

I looked at Minnera and she let her own wings stretch out from her back and I got to see that her wings were significantly bigger in size than Ladia’s.

The Trasif does not seem perturbed by this and nodded at her, “I would like to ask which Goddess you currently serve and if it is Goddess Immana?”

Minnera scoffed, “If you couldn’t even guess after I had quite literally spent all that time painting inside the temple earlier, then I question what kind of priestess are you?”

The Trasif immediately understood, “Goddess Ralaie then… I understand. It seems like my fears were unfounded. In that case, I could really use your help.”

I tilted my head at her, “Ok? What do you need?”

“You are aware that we have a festival to celebrate our protection under Goddess Drebann, correct?”

“That’s the reason why we’re staying here so… Yes. What about it?”

“We believe that there might be people who seek to try and destroy the Tree of Life during the festival… And we would, of course, like to stop that.”

I blinked at her, “Destroy the tree? Like what? Setting it on fire or something?”

She shook her head, “The tree is not so mundane that mere fire would be able to harm it. It is, after all, something that the great Goddess Drebann had created, after all.”

Technically, it was all the gods, according to Drebann, but whatever, I wasn’t going to correct her.

“Then what are you worried about?” I asked.

She hesitated before sighing.

“Because we believe that it is Goddess Immana who is trying to destroy the tree.”

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What the heck do you want me to do then??