Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 117- Sword God

Kyle observed Mialthara's expression closely—it was clear that she was shocked. Her attack had failed, not just against him, but also against Olea and Aleriana.

It was an expected outcome. Among her many distant attacks, her strongest ability was blood manipulation—an ability that required no medium to function.

Unlike traditional techniques, it was not something that could be blocked by talismans, protective seals, or even barriers. It simply happened within one's body, bypassing all conventional forms of defense.

Aleriana's celestial pull, for instance, followed a typical structure—using Qi as a medium, channeling it through the body to create an effect. Its effectiveness was determined by her Qi reserves and how well she controlled them.

Mialthara's power, however, was different. It did not rely on Qi or any energy reserves. It was an independent force, untethered to any source.

This was what made her so fearsome. Seals and barriers functioned by obstructing Qi flow, cutting off attacks at their root. But Mialthara's ability did not have a root to sever.

Her power simply ignored these defenses, manifesting within the target's body as though they had never existed.

It was akin to a bullet fired at a person. If a barrier stood between the bullet and its target, the bullet would be blocked. But if that same bullet were to materialize inside the person's body from the void itself, no amount of protection would save them.

That was the essence of Mialthara's power. It was absolute, untraceable, and inevitable.

Her dominance in the Ninth Realms and the Neutral Faction was built on this terrifying principle. Unlike others, her strength was not dictated by the amount of Qi she possessed or her cultivation Layer. It was a direct violation of natural laws.

"H-How is this possible?!"

Even her voice trembled with disbelief as her gaze darted between Kyle and the space behind him. She could not comprehend why her ability had failed. This, more than anything else, unsettled her.

And that was exactly what Kyle had aimed for.

He had anticipated her confusion. He understood her ability well—just as he understood his own. And he had known from the beginning that she would never be able to harm him with long-range attacks. As for close-range combat, he had more than enough means to protect himself.

Mialthara was undoubtedly one of the strongest opponents he had ever faced. But her greatest strength was, in his case, her greatest weakness.

After marrying Valeriana, Kyle had awakened a Tier 1 reinforcement in his domain. This reinforcement granted him two critical resistances:

1. Immunity to dimensional switches.

2. Resistance to abyssal voids.

And Mialthara's blood manipulation? It functioned through the abyssal void.

A perfect counter.

Kyle exhaled, shifting his stance as he watched Mialthara struggle to grasp the situation. Now that the weight of his presence had sunk in, it was time to strike with the real reason he had orchestrated this encounter.

"Mialthara, how about I give you an offer?"

Her eyes narrowed, still shaken by the failure of her ability. "An offer?" she echoed, wary yet intrigued.

Her confusion was understandable. If she had possessed a power that could manipulate bloodlines and bend the fundamental rules of existence, she would have avoided flaunting it so openly.

Yet Kyle had done just that. He had demonstrated his immunity to her ability in front of her, with reckless confidence.

And by doing so, he had not only proven that he did not fear her but had also made it clear that he had a hidden motive—one she could not ignore.

"It's simple," Kyle continued. "Support Princess Aleriana in claiming the throne." His words were direct and to the point. Every move he had made thus far had been to lead up to this moment—to ensure that Mialthara understood the weight of his proposal.

Mialthara's expression darkened. "You want me to support her?" she asked, her tone sharp. "Do you really think my presence alone would change anything?"

She was underestimating herself. While it was true that one person alone could not shift the tides of war, she was not just anyone. She was a force of nature, a name that carried weight within the Neutral Faction.

"No," Kyle admitted, his gaze unwavering. "But it does make things much easier."

"Easier? Do you even know about the first queen?" Mialthara, who preferred to roam around the whole continent rather than stay in a single place, was coincidentally present in the capital city to refresh some old memories and was only here for a day or two due to the absence of one particular individual—the first queen.

"Yes, but my aim is the second queen, not the first," Kyle stated in a calm tone, well aware of Mialthara's words and knowing where she was coming from.

He knew that no matter how strong Mialthara was, it would be nearly impossible for her to go against someone hailed as the daughter of the present strongest orthodox member, called the Sword God.

The first queen of the Azure Flame Kingdom was the daughter of the Sword God, one of the few existing individuals possessing the middle 8th Layer. Given his affiliation with the Orthodox faction, known for their unity, it was natural that going against the first queen was simply going against the whole Orthodox.

Though it was not literally that, the unity within the Orthodox faction meant that if one were to be harmed, a chain reaction would start.

Logically for Mialthara, the whole Neutral Faction was not going to move.

While this was definitely an exaggerated matter, at a minute level, it simply meant that Aleriana didn't have a chance to get the throne.

Or at least, this would be the case if not for Kyle being aware of the original story, where the father of the first queen, due to breaking through to his next layer, ascended to the eighth Realm, leaving behind this land and diminishing the overall support his daughter had, thus giving Aleriana an opportunity to grab the throne.

So, time was the important thing here; he just needed to be patient, waiting for the Sword God to ascend to the upper realm. Though this was a very long process, which he would try to avoid by making Aleriana stronger while also increasing her overall support by adding strong members to her group, and the first one among them would be Mialthara.

"Second queen? Isn't she in the unorthodox faction?" Mialthara narrowed her gaze, considering she was well aware that the second queen was in the unorthodox faction, given the methods she used were unethical and not socially accepted, simply forbidden.

[Bestowing 400 years of cultivation, next.]

"Yes, she would be the first one we need to surpass," Kyle stated, hearing how the system went to the second state to provide the other half of the key to Olea, while thinking how he would need to first get his hands on the progeny stone and somehow get the holy grail from Manostry to get two strong artifacts.

To put it simply, he could just start fusing several artifacts in his domain to make himself strong.

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But the issue was that if, suppose he were to imbue a simple artifact which gave him the ability to create lightning and then fused another artifact which absorbed the lightning, then both artifacts would act in contrast with each other, leading to the nullification of the overall fusion with depleted output.

And once he fused an artifact, he could not unfuse it, making it clear that he should choose only high-grade and strong artifacts rather than just any random ones.

Though his priorities were set, at least for now, by showing enough information to Mialthara, it was clear that she would have a much higher chance of coming to his side.

After all, through his strength, he had already shown her that he possessed enough strength to even defeat the Sword God.

'He could kill 8th layer easily, reset someone to peak state, and even improve their overall body condition.' Mialthara was definitely thinking about what Kyle had expected. Given, she was really thinking that no matter how strong someone was, including the Sword God, she had never seen someone like Kyle who possessed such incredible strength, making her weigh what to do—care about the Sword God or believe in Kyle's strength.

"But—!?" Mialthara seemed to assert how by aligning herself with the princess, not only were they going to attract the attention of the Orthodox faction, but there was no guarantee that the princess would ever be able to grow as fast as the other princes. But her eyes flickered due to the sudden burst of light emitting from behind Kyle, pulling her attention as she suddenly saw the flicker of light within Olea bursting.

'Th-this?!' She could clearly see that the figure of energy just now soared, the increase in the levels of that woman. She just jumped from middle sixth layer to peak and then directly to early seventh layer.

"Hm?", Kyle was looking towards Mialthara, seeing her widened gaze, felt as he already secured this deal before he turned back, prepared to leave this place. With a wave of his hand, he left the message, "I will meet you tomorrow to tell the next plan. Until then, goodbye."

Thud.

"What the...?" As he turned, his body collided with Miss Cull, who stood there. This caused her to stumble back and fall, covering her head while looking upward as Valeriana flew in midair.

:: Can't you walk while looking around? ::

"Damn you, is she made of metal?!" Kyle, on the other hand, clearly felt himself colliding with a literal wall and was the one who fell down. He looked downward to see the skeleton, black as ever, looking towards him, which made for an uncomfortable sight, especially with the crystal flickering. He glanced around and found a piece of cloth lying there before moving to pull it out and cover her.

"Here, you will catch cold otherwise..."