My Hidden Heresy Skill Forged an SSS-Ranked Harem for Infinite Points

[ CHARACTER STATUS ]

Name: Ryan

Level: 110 — Rank: SS

Class: Hero

Titles: Wolf Hunter

Strength: 18,430 | Magic: 10,100 | Agility: 10,100 | Psyche: 13,980 | Stamina: 10,300 | Luck: 100

Available Points: [0]

After Ryan distributed the eight thousand accumulated points of his stats directly into Strength and Psyche, his main physical attack attribute received an overwhelming leap.

He was left with the massive amount of 18,430 points of brute strength.

Ryan opened and closed the palm of his right hand several times, feeling how the new, dense energy flowed through each of his muscles and veins.

At this precise moment, feeling the heavy power coursing through his body, he felt fully capable of facing abyssal demons and enormous dragons without needing any kind of help.

His current strength was something that far exceeded the limits of any ordinary human or known hero in this world.

But of course, despite his great increase in power and his renewed confidence, he was fully aware of the harsh reality.

He knew that this destructive quality still did not put him above a demon king in a direct one-on-one fight.

But how much difference was there really between his current stats and those of a ruler of the shadows?

That was a bothersome thought that became increasingly constant in his cold, calculating mind.

In fact, hours ago, he seriously came to consider the idea of asking the demon queen Ophelia to fight him in a practice match to test his strength.

But Ryan quickly discarded that idea; there was no longer time for that.

The soft, warm morning sunlight reflected through the large bedroom window, illuminating the messy room and pulling him out of his deep strategic thoughts.

"Your Majesty, I apologize, I overslept." Alicia said suddenly, breaking the silence of the dawn.

The wolf assistant’s eyes had snapped open upon feeling the sunlight on her face, and after quickly getting out of bed, she began to hurriedly search for and pick up her clothes scattered on the floor.

She, like the other girls in the group, was completely naked in the large bed, only half-covered by the sheets and heavy blankets.

The intense nighttime punishment to collect debt points had taken a toll on their bodies, and the rest of them remained fast asleep, breathing softly with no intentions of waking up anytime soon.

"Do not worry." Ryan ordered with a calm, deep voice, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Wake them all up at once, we have to get ready to leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Alicia replied, nodding her head as she covered her bare chest with a white sheet.

Sniff, sniff.

Alicia stopped for a brief moment, her long wolf ears twitched slightly, and she seemed to sniff the air in the room very attentively.

"What is it?" Ryan asked, noticing the sudden change in his loyal assistant’s attitude.

"My sister is heading here right now." Alicia reported, recognizing the familiar scent approaching down the villa’s hallway. "She must have the new combat outfits ready for us."

"She arrived right on time." Ryan said with a slight smile of satisfaction forming on his lips.

He remained seated in his spot, calmly observing Alicia’s beautiful naked body illuminated by the sunlight while she held her clothes.

"Your Majesty... if you stare at me like that..." she said, lowering her gaze in deep embarrassment.

The strict assistant’s cheeks instantly blushed, and she ended up covering her breasts and waist with the wrinkled clothes she had picked up from the floor.

Step, step, step.

The sound of heavy footsteps and a door opening echoed from the floor below, confirming the wolf girl’s sharp senses.

"It seems your sister has arrived, get dressed quickly, wake up the rest of the lazy girls and come down immediately, I will be waiting for you all downstairs."

Ryan ordered with total seriousness and left the room with firm steps, adjusting his dark casual clothes over his body.

...

After a few minutes of bustling about in the upper rooms, all the members of the group gathered in the large main lounge of the big house.

Alicia’s younger sister had already brought the valuable garments she promised to create with the rare materials, and left them carefully organized on the center wooden table.

She assured them with a huge smile of pride that she created the final design based strictly on what she had seen of their usual attire and their individual fighting styles.

When each of them took their respective gear and put on their new combat garments, the atmosphere in the room completely changed.

The girls and Ryan began to move around the lounge, stretching their arms and doing small hops, as if testing the functionality, flexibility, and weight of the new magical material.

The expensive A-rank spider silk gave bright white tones to all the uniforms, a fabric that appeared soft but hid immense resistance to cuts.

But when combined with other leathers and collected materials, the specific design for each of them changed drastically to adapt to their bodies.

Although all the outfits had different cuts and shapes, they maintained a clear and perfect harmony in their light colors, as if they were the official combat uniforms of a lethal military organization.

Each one had a special detail on the shoulders, where two small and sturdy rings of dark metal stood out.

Alicia’s sister explained with great passion that, on those hooks, they could attach capes or thick hoods according to their own taste or need on the battlefield.

And since they knew perfectly well that they were heading directly to the cold, snowy lands of the north, she herself had attached long, warm white capes for everyone in advance.

"I really like this new outfit, it is incredibly light," Helen said with great excitement, taking a quick step forward.

The black-haired warrior began throwing punches into the air and jumping repeatedly in the center of the room, testing the total mobility of her joints without feeling any discomfort.

"But are you sure it was necessary to spend materials on me?" Helen added suddenly, stopping her movements to look directly at her leader.

She frowned slightly, letting out her dissatisfaction. "After all, according to your orders, I will not go with you to the north."

"Of course it is necessary for you to have armor, even if you are not going on this mission," Mirian intervened immediately, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at her companion’s attitude.

"It is not like we are kicking you out of the group permanently, dummy. You are still part of us."

’Could that be a simple attempt to see my reaction so I change my mind?’ Ryan thought in silence, evaluating the stubborn warrior’s hints.

’But I am very sorry, Helen, this time you will not get your way so easily.’

He kept his face completely stoic, showing no intention of revoking his harsh punishment of leaving her behind.

’Although, deep down, I really would like to bring her along for her brute strength. I just hope things in that castle do not get more complicated than expected,’ Ryan thought to himself while looking at the design of his own new white attire.

Upon examining the fabric closely, Ryan noticed that in addition to the garments’ particular and tactical design, there was a very striking magical detail.

There were what appeared to be five round, polished gems embedded in each of the group’s outfits.

Although each outfit had those mysterious precious stones placed in a different spot, depending on who wore it.

"Alisa, tell me something, do these embedded gems have any specific function for combat?" Ryan asked, touching the cold stones on his own outfit.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you see..." the young artisan began to explain, puffing out her chest with great pride over her brilliant creation.

"A few days ago I told you that I could make the outfit’s fabric store the ambient mana released by the user themselves, all to make your outfits much more resistant."

She took a few steps toward the group and grabbed her sister Alicia’s left arm to use her as a demonstration model.

The five gems on Alicia’s light outfit were affixed directly to the thick sleeve of her left arm. They were five round gems wrapping around her entire forearm as if they were a magical bracelet.

"As you can see right now, the stones have no color, they are almost transparent and empty," Alisa explained, pointing at the dull gems.

"But, when combat begins and you use your skills, each of these gems will progressively fill with the mana released into the air."

"And when all five stones are completely full of that leftover energy," the young white-haired wolf smiled very confidently.

"The outfit will be working at its maximum defensive potential."

But then, the young artisan wiped away her proud smile and looked at them all with an immense and profound seriousness.

"However, you must remember that it will only reduce the damage and give you a better chance of surviving a lethal attack."

Alisa raised a finger to emphasize her vital warning. "That absolutely does not mean you can stand still and take heavy blows from the demons as if you were a simple punching bag, do you understand?"

’Punching bag...’

Ryan raised an eyebrow, immediately recognizing that strange phrase coming from a girl of this world.

’Did she assimilate and understand the context of those exact words the night we talked here?’ Ryan thought, looking at the young, astute wolf with great curiosity about her rapid learning ability.

After the extensive technical explanation, the group began to pack their provisions and prepare their weapons.

While everyone was distracted, Alicia silently approached Ryan, closing the distance between them.

"Your Majesty," the wolf assistant whispered in a very low tone, making sure no one else heard her request.

"When this whole war business is over and we return home, I want a moment alone with you."

Alicia glanced sideways at her younger sister. "There is something very important that my sister told me and she wants to tell only you."

"All right," Ryan stated with a slight nod of his head, accepting the request without asking any more questions for now.

After packing his own gear, he turned around and directed his serious and cold gaze at each of the girls in his group.

His green eyes evaluated the women who would accompany him to the most dangerous battle of their lives.

"It is time to go."

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