A harem's unrivaled quarrels

What were beads? What were bullets? What was rain? Less than the gallons of salty ocean water that was produced from Frozen Milk's head to pour down his back over and over again.

This wasn't just simple sweat anymore, not just sweat beads rolling down, not just bullets of water, not just showers, it was proper and the unmistakable flood that swept away Noah's arc and dove the whole world into a catastrophe.

And Frozen Milk was buried underneath this natural phenomenon.

Once again, Frozen Milk sat on the table surrounded by his characters after he unleashed the bomb of fatal news and had to act as a tame kitten observing its parents fighting around.

Frozen Milk didn't want to endure this anymore. He was glad everyone cared about him so much because in his previous life, no one ever did, not even himself but this was tiring, so tiring!

"Hello," Frozen Milk's veins were pulsating, "I appreciate everyone's concern but aren't we going off topic now?"

Frozen Milk smashed his hands on the table and everyone immediately quieted down, "This is not the time to talk about your capacities and the endurance of the mattress! I don't fucking care about it! I! Don't! Fucking! Care! About! It! Nor will I ever will, so stop dreaming!"

"But this is important!" Prota's puppy eyes stared into Frozen Milk's solemn once that were about to explode with anger.

Did his cute puppy protagonist melt Frozen Milk's heart a bit? Yes, yes.

Yet the next words reignited the fire again and added several drops of oils.

"What if there's no mattress in this world that could keep up with me? I don't want to press you against the hard ground, it'd be too vicious especially if I can't keep myself to be gentle."

This kid! Totally the wrong topic here!

Frozen Milk's bulging veins were an understatement, they were able to separate themselves from Frozen Milk's body and become their own entity to scream all in unison at Prota,

"Shut up! Just shut up! Don't think about these unimportant things! What the hell is going on in your mind? What? Where's the pure and innocent protagonist? Where?"

Yet Frozen Milk couldn't bring himself to curse Prota because the soft spot in his hard core would turn into a black hole out of spite and suck Frozen Milk's whole existence in.

"Father, don't listen to him. He's not the protagonist anymore, he's just a lump of flesh full of perverted desires. By the way, I'm also thinking about ordering a new mattress, so-"

In Frozen Milk's mind, Frozen Milk became exceptionally strong that he was able to flip the table and bury all four clowns of them underneath it. This was important right now!

They were dealing with life and death, with the whole bloody existence and future of the universe, not just the world but universe and they could just go on and talk about their damn perverted sexual preferences?

Too much would be taking the piss out of any words that ever hoped to make it into any dictionary!

"We ought to really settle this," Holbe turned serious, "we can discuss this later, however. Right now, a more pressing matter needs our attention."

Holy Beauty, his rational and cold holy beauty!

"But... of course hubby would destroy any mattress in existence. I don't mind doing it on the floor," Holbe's voice turned higher and she looked as if she was on cloud nine. Frozen Milk didn't even want to acknowledge her tinted cheeks and way too dreamy (lewd) expression.

Flew away. His impression and initial good thoughts of Holbe flew away. Why couldn't Frozen Milk turn into an angel and fly away?

They needed to move forward the plot and not be stuck here discussing this!

"We don't need mattresses. Either way, my Lord or me will be tied up and hung in air," Vil smiled and drank a cup of tea.

Everyone blanked. They really couldn't beat the villain. It was just outright impossible.

"The island!" Frozen Milk reminded everyone.

"The island, yes right," Prota repeated and hoped to be praised by Frozen Milk yet Frozen Milk disappointed him and ignored him. Prota felt wronged in his heart and stared a hole into Frozen Milk.

Frozen Milk felt the gaping hole in his chest and immediately turned to Prota to pat his hand.

"Good, good," Frozen Milk absentminded mumbled as he tried to recover from the imaginary pain his upper body had to endure. Heaven, what would happen to his lower body? Frozen Milk shuddered at the thought.

"Where is the island located?" Holbe's eyes threw daggers at Prota and he happily swallowed them up with his cheeky and arrogant smile.

"It's behind the neutral island," Frozen Milk had the system help him locate the precise coordination.

"If we have an airship, I think it's easy for us to find it," Frozen Milk immediately said and stopped patting Prota as the surrounding eyes grew more intense and it was harder to bear.

Prota pouted and this time patted Frozen Milk's head.

This isn't making anything better!

Yet Frozen Milk endured it, the feeling wasn't too bad.

"So, we just need an airship?" Vil stood up and approached Frozen Milk.

"That's easy, as the crown prince I have a whole arsenal," Vil slapped Prota's hand away and looked at him with a look that said 'What do you have? How can you compare to me?'

Frozen Milk left their silent quarrel uncommented and went back to business. It was an urgent matter.

"However," Vil pulled away again and caressed Frozen Milk's cheeks, "We would need go to the main castle."

"What?" Frozen Milk was confused, he clearly remembered after he just transmigrated here and extorted enough money, there was an airship dock right at the coast, and when they arrived they used the same place.

So, why would they have to venture into the heart of the nature side even more? On top of that, walk into the main castle just like that to use an airship? Frozen Milk wanted to avoid having anything to do with the king!

"Because if we walk to the coast, won't my Lord be more exposed to the presence since it's easier for it to reach you?" Vil bowed down and brought his face closer to Frozen Milk.

Frozen Milk's body heat all travelled to his face and Frozen Milk cursed his villain's handsome face.

"That's true," Frozen Milk finally choked out after being stunned by his face. It was too much of a cheat and it came with a special skill: Stun!

"Enough," Glimpse Water threw an empty cup at Vil which the latter caught skillfully.

Vil just smirked.

"You!" GLimpse Water growled but Frozen Milk really had enough.

"Stop it already!" Frozen Milk turned to Vil, "Are you sure it's ok just to march to the main castle and be like we need to take a private airship?"

Vil nodded, "My Lord doesn't need to worry about my father."

"Then it's settled," Frozen Milk had a headache and was anxious to the brim.

They were really going to fight the presence but first, they would need to go to the main castle. Didn't that just raise many flags?

Frozen Milk just hoped everything would go smooth at this point.