SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 681

Chapter 681: Don’t corrupt my innocent son

"Dad... are you jealous?" Damon stared at his father in disbelief. Of all the things to be worried about, this is your concern? But Damon’s father was dead serious. He squinted at his wife like a rival competitor in a PVP arena.

"Jealous?!" His father scoffed loudly, then immediately lowered his voice when Damon’s mother glanced over. "No. I’m concerned. Your mother is becoming... strong. Too strong."

Damon pinched the bridge of his nose. "If you want... I can help you tame some beasts later. They will be weird, but they will be strong." He only barely finished his words when suddenly Erin, Ellora, Mallana, and Sylvara rushed to his father.

"My Lord’s father, please wait!" Erin bowed deeply. "If you wish to tame a beast, I will accompany you."

Ellora stepped forward immediately. "No. I will accompany the Lord’s father. My skill set is better suited to escort him."

Mallana, the merwoman, had rushed forward, but it looked like she had lost her nerves after that and did not really say much. "I can... also... help." She finally managed to squeak.

Sylvara also seemed to hesitate to speak, which was very unusual for the Ice Queen. "I am Damon’s friend... Sylvara. I can also help you, Father."

Damon’s father froze like a deer in headlights. The four women looked at him, eyes gleaming with the utmost sincerity.

"Please allow us to assist you."

"Yes, Lord Father."

"We will secure you only the highest-quality beast."

"You will not suffer even a scratch."

"I... aha ha... maybe later..." Damon’s father awkwardly smiled and excused himself from the circle of women.

Damon walked over to him, raising his brow. "What happened, Dad? Didn’t you want some attention like Mom? See, my friends are willing to help you too. You can get your levels up fast if that’s what you want."

Unexpectedly, Damon’s father turned and glared daggers at him. Not gratitude. Not relief. Pure, twitching jealousy.

"Attention?!" he hissed, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder at the four stunningly beautiful women standing around.

"Son, tell me. How did you do it? How did you get them all to coexist? Son, how did you get these amazing women to accept each other? How are they allowing you to have a relationship like this? Tell me the truth. Are all the women here your wives or girlfriends or whatever?"

His father leaned in, voice cracking under the weight of curiosity, envy, and emotional damage.

"Because I must know, son! Tell me the truth. Are all these women..." he flailed an arm dramatically toward Aurora, Kate, Lirae, Sylvara, Erin, Ellora, Mallana, and even poor Arya, minding her own business... "your wives? Girlfriends? Lovers? Devotees? Cult members? What are they? How did you manage to achieve something like this?"

Every woman within earshot paused.

Damon choked on his own saliva. "Dad-"

"Son," his father continued gravely, "I barely survived a marriage with one strong woman. One. And half my hair turned white before its time." He jabbed a finger toward Damon’s mother. "Your mother once chased me with a broom for four blocks because I forgot her birthday."

"Dad, please-"

"But you," his father continued, voice trembling with emotion, "you... have achieved a miracle. All these women look at you like you are their God!" He grabbed Damon’s arm. "Tell me, how? Was it bribery? Did you give them a lot of gifts? Did you drug them? Did you find a pill or potion in the game with a special effect? I am not saying it’s wrong. If you did, you can just share the details-"

"WHAT?! No!!" Damon sputtered.

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