Harem Overlord: I ALWAYS Finish Quick!

The Dragon Empress stirred on her bed and turned around. "No fair, Gwen!"

"It's just a bit of touching. It won't hurt," Gwen teased.

Sitting up, the Empress's white hair fell off her shoulders as she rubbed her eyes.

"Enough of your antics," the Empress chuckled. "Tell me how the search is going."

Gwen looked up and away as she said, "It's going alright."

Narrowing her eyes, the Empress said, "You didn't, Gwenneth!"

Gwen smiled awkwardly and said, "It's the easiest way to show them who's in charge!"

Sighing, the Dragon Empress rose and touched Gwenneth's shoulder.

"Gwen," the Empress said softly. "You've been with me since the Grand Empress," the Empress paused, "may she rest in peace."

"If you don't know how to follow orders, how can they?"

Gwen, who was staring at the ground, looked up at her Master. "I'm sorry."

The Empress shook her head. "You're still too used to my mother's ways of strife and conflict."

"There's a reason why us dragons are not the strongest empire, and it has everything to do with my mother's tyrannical behavior."

Sighing, the Empress said, "Next time you disobey an order, you're finished."

"Now, go wake them up and fix this."

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After Ryan had pretended to be asleep, he activated his bloodline and inspected his surroundings.

Ryan chuckled. 'I wish all my enemies would let me do this.'

With his bloodline, Ryan saw many females enter the gym wearing gas masks and scrubs.

As they entered, they carried the closest people to the door and off to another building.

'As long as this isn't some mass execution or mass sperm extraction, I shouldn't cause a scene,' Ryan thought.

Although Ryan eventually aimed to bring down the Red Dragon Empire because of its alliance with the Kheaweth Empire, he knew he couldn't do it by brute force.

I need to be slick about it. I need to slide between her walls, open her up from the inside and blow…

'Just like in Starwars,' Ryan thought.

'Although I still wonder which star wars I watched… the lights in the theatre were all red, and I heard some slapping sounds.'

After it was his turn to be picked up and carried, Ryan kept his bloodline active and used this as a training exercise.

Although he had tried many things while using his bloodline, he had never been able to keep it active while moving.

Steadying his breathing Ryan focused on the blood running through his veins as his arms and legs were lifted by two women who did their best not to put any strain on him during the carry.

Feeling his connection deepening and the familiar drowsiness set in, Ryan fell into his normal trance-like state as he focused on the feeling of each cell being infused with power and then pushing that power outward into his domain.

When he activated his bloodline, he was infusing each object, person, plant, animal, or anything else with his power to manipulate them to his will.

Right now, he couldn't do anything crazy, but he could influence space to freeze around the target, using his power as a beacon for the space to know where to lock.

The more he 'communicated' with space, the more he understood it wasn't so much that he was taking space and freezing it but telling space to freeze.

It was like telling a dog to sit rather than reaching over and pressing the dog's back into the ground until he was in a seated position.

Attaching his bloodline energy to everything within a 50m range, Ryan tried as fast as he could to update his surroundings but couldn't keep up and eventually had to stop.

[Hey, Master,] Yoko's voice sounded in Ryan's brain.

[What?] Ryan replied, still groggy from being abruptly ejected from his trance.

[You should lower your range. If your maximum is 50m, try 25 or even 10m to start.]

Ryan had to fight the urge to slap his forehead as he thought, 'Now an egg is smarter than me.'

Although on the inside, Ryan knew Yoko was an ancient being, she was, after all, still an egg.

It was hard to think of her as some ancient being directly related to one of the most powerful families in the Multiverse.

Reactivating his bloodline, Ryan only sent out his bloodline energy 10m around himself and was shocked at how easy it was to control.

As he was being carried, Ryan came across different beds filled with participants getting their junk checked.

'Don't tell me she meant four inches flaccid?!' Ryan thought.

Thankfully dragon cocks weren't that big, as he saw the males being injected with some substance that made their dicks get hard temporarily.

Not wanting to be injected with a foreign drug, Ryan fantasized about the different erotic experiences he had gone through while on Ravier, trying to make his cock stiffen.

First was his experience with Mara, the girl he hadn't seen since his second experience with Lizzy, Izzy, and her in his dorm room.

When he had gone to Ester, the Frost General's house, he had asked but was told the Grand Empress had long ago escorted her to the Imperial Palace.

His third experience came from a girl named Avery he had only met that day when he had been playing Nova Ball.

'Oh, those lips were so sweet,' Ryan thought, suppressing a grin as he started to harden.

His fourth experience was with Grace, now his harem member, and his first time experiencing a woman able to stand her own against him in the bedroom.

'And with the rhymes.'

His fifth was with Emily, as they connected as one.

The sixth was with Abby, Mila's sister. 'I still don't know who they were. Maybe they can help me in the human empire.'

As he recounted time after time, he finally got to his final length when he got to his seventh, his time with Emily, Lizzy, and Izzy after waking up.

Feeling himself be placed on a bed, Ryan's hard length was currently covered by his cloak, but as the examiner came over and tried to remove his fabric to inject him with a needle, she let out a low gasp, seeing Ryan's bulge.

"I hope we didn't hurt you. You have quite an impressive dick. The Dragon Empress will love it,' the lady examiner muttered.

Looking with his bloodline vision, Ryan saw the examiner quickly scribbling down some notes on a holographic tablet and walking over to a printer beside the bed.

She took the piece of paper from the printer, which seemed to be a sticker, as she peeled it off the page and pressed it against Ryan's cloak.

It read: 'Participant #42'

'Looks like I passed the cock test,' Ryan grinned.

After she seemed done, Ryan sensed an approaching figure and lost his smile, returning to his unconscious appearance.

"Did this one pass? The figure asked.

"Yes, in fact, he seems to be one of the ones we should keep an eye on," his examiner said.

The figure nodded. "Understood. I'll let Organizer Amanda know."

Seeing his examiner leave, Ryan thought, "Amanda… where do I know that name from?'