Harem System In A fantasy World

Elion closed his eyes and folded his arms over his chest. There were a lot of terms stated in the standard contract, but they were fairly straightforward and easy to understand.

Any work carried out by a contracted member would be provided for by the organisation. In return, any and all gains obtained during those assignments would be submitted to the Triad Alliance. Keeping anything without permission was considered a breach of contract.

Members received a monthly allowance from the organisation, but only if they completed a certain number of jobs each month.

The required number was ten. Not too many, but not insignificant either.

There were also ranks within the organisation, somewhat similar to what one would find in a guild. Members earned contribution points by completing missions, and those points determined their rank. Whatever allowance they received corresponded to that rank.

The only way to rise quickly was to do more jobs than the minimum requirement and accumulate a large number of contribution points.

The organisation would be responsible for outfitting and funding its members during missions, which made sense since it would claim all their gains afterward.

In that sense, the Triad Alliance differed greatly from the Adventurer’s Guild.

The guild simply registered one as an adventurer, allowing them to hunt beasts, accept miscellaneous missions, get paid for doing those jobs individually, and sell or keep whatever they gained. Ownership remained with the adventurer unless the mission stated otherwise.

The Triad Alliance was different, and honestly, Elion did not like it, even if this allowance their paid their members was no doubt far more enticing than what an individual gained from guild jobs.

In his opinion, the system felt rather predatory.

Perhaps it worked well enough for lower-ranked members who only wanted stable work, regular pay, and guaranteed backing. For people with no family, no wealth, and no real path forward, that kind of arrangement might even be attractive.

But for someone like him? It was a deal-breaker. Other than that, there were other clauses, of course.

Party assignment, conflict resolution within the organisation, internal discipline, support for injured members, restrictions on leaking sensitive information, and punishments for betraying the alliance.

All fairly standard, from what he could tell, but the most important issue remained ownership of gains. His special contract, however, differed in a few notable ways.

First, under the standard contract, ordinary members were not allowed to work alone or act autonomously while operating under alliance assignments. Elion’s version granted him far more freedom, just as he had vaguely stated during their initial conversation.

Second, the Alliance ranks were named after rare materials.

[Bronze]

[Iron]

[Silver]

[Gold]

[Platinum]

[Diamond]

[Sapphire]

And lastly...

[Mithril]

A new recruit normally started at Bronze without exception and slowly climbed upward. Mithril, the highest rank, was currently held only by the three Alliance Heads and two other powerful members.

All of them were Grand Mages. Apparently, this was common knowledge among members. Even so, it surprised Elion slightly.

For a "small" organisation, the Triad Alliance was rather stacked with powerful people.

Of course, that was a rich thought coming from someone like him, who could fight opponents two entire ranks above his own rank.

According to his special contract, Elion would immediately be placed at Platinum rank.

However, he would have to prove himself within the Legacy World to retain that position afterward. He assumed this was one of the special benefits Marilyn had mentioned.

Third, he did not need to complete the usual ten monthly missions to receive his allowance. Instead, the Alliance higher-ups would assign him miscellaneous missions at unspecified intervals. As long as he completed those missions, he would receive an allowance equal to that of a Platinum member, which translates to a hundred gold coins a month, honestly, an astronomical amount by normal standards.

That part was very suspicious. The intervals were not specified. What would happen if he signed this and they decided to assign him something to do every other day?

That would not work for him at all.

As for equipment and outfitting, Elion was not particularly interested. There was almost no chance the Triad Alliance possessed anything that could surpass what he already had.

Then he reached the part of the contract that addressed his greatest concern. Gains acquired during missions assigned by the organisation were still to be handed over.

His special contract did not exempt him from that, and Elion almost considered rejecting the offer because of that single clause. However, he truly needed the Legacy World slot, so he ran the thought in his mind for a bit.

He might be able to find another organisation willing to offer him one within a month, but doing that would take time and effort. Time he would rather spend finding his women and letting them know he was fine.

Then an idea suddenly struck him, and his eyes twinkled faintly.

’If I find something I absolutely refuse to part with, I can just put it in my system storage before reporting back, no?’

The thought made him grin. The four people watching him quietly seemed confused by the sudden expression.

Elion nodded inwardly, ’I am a genius!’ He praised himself inwardly for his ingenuity, and he opened his eyes and sighed softly.

"Now then."

Marilyn straightened slightly as Elion began.

"I have no problem with most of these," Elion said. "However, I want you to flesh out the vague clauses in this contract and state them explicitly, so that both parties properly understand what has been agreed upon."

He smiled.

Marilyn’s brow almost twitched. Of course, she understood what he was talking about.

The vague wording had not been her idea. Someone had deliberately placed it there, likely hoping they could take advantage of Elion later by working him to the bone, but she had decided to leave it there and see how he would react to it.

If he didn’t see it, well, good for them, and unfortunate for him, but it turned out he had a good eye for such trickery.

Such contracts were incredibly binding and could not be broken so easily. Of course, she already had a guess about the person who altered this part of the contract. She fought the urge to glance at Maya.

’He is smarter than I thought,’ Marilyn thought quietly.

Maya, meanwhile, was cursing silently to herself. She had not expected Elion to actually read the entire contract, much less spot that part so quickly after seemingly skimming through the damned thing!

This special contract was a closely kept arrangement among the higher-ranking members of the organisation, offered only to a select few promising talents. Marilyn had requested a few changes on the way here, but Maya had suggested that she instruct the clerk responsible for drafting such things instead.

Marilyn had already read the contract before presenting it. She had raised a brow at some of the wording, but at the time, she had not thought too much of it. Now, however, things were becoming clearer.

As Maya’s mentor, Marilyn had spent far too much time around the Young Miss not to notice certain things.

Maya had strongly pushed for the Alliance to recruit Elion, and the way she looked at him was also strange.

At first, Marilyn had wondered if the Young Miss was experiencing her first taste of romantic interest, but that no longer seemed quite right. Those were not the gazes of a girl in love.

Otherwise, Maya would not have tried to pull something like this. It almost felt like she was trying to punish him for something.

’Perhaps something more interesting happened inside that trial,’ Marilyn thought.

She gave Elion a calm smile and began agreeing to the corrections he pointed out.

Maya, as a talent held in high regard and the daughter of arguably the strongest Alliance Head, would have had no difficulty bribing a clerk into adjusting a contract to her liking. Especially since she was the one who recommended this particular recruit.

But if her father found out, he would not be pleased. Either way, she began to suspect that the Young Miss was trying to get back at Elion for something.

Meanwhile, Maya fought the urge to bite her lip as she watched Marilyn flesh out the contract according to Elion’s demands.

Elion leaned back in his chair, looking perfectly relaxed.

His smile remained light, but his eyes were sharp.

If the Triad Alliance wanted him badly enough to offer a Legacy World slot, then they would have to be prepared to negotiate properly. He was willing to join, but he was not willing to become anyone’s fool.