Chapter 338: Collars Seal the Promise

Serina looked down at the storage ring in her hand for a long moment before finally raising her head. "Alright, Damian. We’ll accept these resources."

Miona glanced toward her sister but didn’t interrupt. Strangely enough, she seemed to be thinking deeply about something.

Serina continued, "As for our answer... I’ll give it to you after we’ve finished our goal."

Damian nodded casually. "Fine by me. Feel free to come back once you’ve accomplished what you need to do."

Serina turned toward Miona, expecting her younger sister to complain like usual.

Instead, Miona stood strangely silent.

Serina immediately frowned. "Miona?"

Her younger sister grumbled something beneath her breath before suddenly reaching into her storage pouch.

A moment later, she pulled out something that made even Damian stare.

It was a fucking collar.

Miona’s face was already burning red with embarrassment, but she stubbornly lifted the collar and fastened it around her own neck.

CLICK.

Silence immediately fell over the group.

Everyone stared at her, completely unable to understand what the hell had just happened.

Damian’s mouth slowly opened.

Even Serina looked genuinely stunned.

Miona was clearly embarrassed as hell, but she forced herself to meet Damian’s gaze, her voice coming out sharper than usual. "Fine, Damian! I’ll take your damn resources!"

She tightened one hand around the storage ring. "I’ll finish our goal, become stronger, and prove that I’m not some weak woman you can casually look down on."

Miona grabbed the collar around her neck and lifted her chin stubbornly. "And when that happens, I’ll join your stupid harem."

Damian stared at her.

Miona continued before he could respond, "This collar is proof that I’m serious."

Damian finally raised both hands. "Wait, wait. I understand what you’re saying, but you really didn’t need to put on a fucking collar."

His eyes dropped toward it again. "More importantly... why the hell did you already have a collar?"

Miona’s face became even redder.

She immediately glared at him. "This is just proof of my words. Don’t fucking ask where it came from."

Damian leaned backward and raised both hands even higher. "Fine, fine. No questions."

He paused for half a second before glancing at the collar again. "Absolutely no fucking questions."

Miona’s eye twitched. "Stop looking at it!"

Damian immediately looked away. "I’m not looking!"

Cassandra, meanwhile, simply watched everything with obvious amusement.

Serina was still staring at Miona in shock.

This was her younger sister, the same brute who had constantly argued with Damian, threatened him, and acted like she wanted to punch him every other time he opened his mouth.

Yet now, Miona had voluntarily put a collar around her own neck and declared that she would join his harem.

Serina stared at her for several seconds before a faint smile finally appeared on her face as a new thought crossed her mind.

"If Miona can go this far... how can I, as her older sister, back down?"

Serina calmly held out one hand. "Miona... give me a collar."

Miona immediately frowned. "Sister, don’t."

She stepped closer, her embarrassment suddenly replaced by seriousness. "I’m the one joining him. You don’t need to become this bastard’s slave too."

Serina’s expression changed instantly.

Her usual gentle demeanor disappeared as she reached forward and grabbed Miona by the collar around her neck. "Don’t speak to me like that."

Miona immediately stiffened.

Serina’s voice became sharp. "I’m still your older sister."

She released Miona and extended her hand again. "If my younger sister has the courage to make this decision, do you seriously think I’m going to stand behind you and just watch?"

Miona’s expression softened. "Sister..."

Serina ignored her hesitation and kept her hand out. "Give... me... the... collar."

Miona swallowed.

Seeing that Serina was genuinely starting to get angry, she reluctantly reached into her storage pouch and pulled out another collar. "Fine..."

Serina took it without hesitation and lifted it around her neck and fastened it herself.

CLICK.

Another silence fell over the group.

Serina slowly turned toward Damian.

Unlike Miona, there was no embarrassment in her expression anymore. Her gaze was calm and completely serious. "With these collars, our decision has already been made."

She placed one hand over the collar around her neck. "Just wait for us, Damian."

Serina’s voice remained steady. "We’ll finish our goal, gain our freedom, and become stronger."

She looked directly into his eyes. "Once that’s done, we’ll come back."

Her fingers lightly tightened around the collar. "And when we do... we’ll join your harem."

Damian stared at the two sisters for several seconds before suddenly bursting into laughter. "Hahahaha! You two are seriously fucking crazy."

Miona immediately frowned.

Damian quickly raised both hands. "Hey, that was a compliment. I actually like it."

He turned toward the women behind him. "Well? What do you all think?"

Cassandra answered first, clearly entertained. "I like them a lot more now."

Linsey immediately nodded. "Same. Anyone crazy enough to put collars on themselves without being asked has some guts, at least."

Cynthia gave a small nod. "Their determination is obvious."

Evelyn simply said, "Acceptable."

Helena crossed her arms. "They still need to finish their goal first, but... I have no objection."

Damian nodded proudly. "Good. In that case, Helena, you can go with them."

Helena raised an eyebrow. "Me?"

"Yeah." Damian pointed toward Serina and Miona. "Make sure they stay alive while they finish whatever revenge they’re chasing."

He glanced toward the two sisters before adding with a shameless grin, "After all, they’re officially harem candidates now."

Miona’s expression immediately became complicated.

Serina, however, bowed her head slightly. "Thank you."

Helena gave a tired sigh, though she didn’t argue. "Understood, Master."

She glanced toward the sisters. "Looks like I’ll be traveling with you two for a while."

Miona crossed her arms. "I can take care of myself."

Helena gave her a flat look. "Considering you’re still at Peak Foundation Establishment, that confidence might get you killed."

Miona’s eyebrow twitched.

Serina quickly stepped between them before another argument could start. "We appreciate the help."

Helena waved dismissively. "Save the thanks until you’re actually alive at the end of this."

She paused before glancing toward the rest of the harem, a rare hint of satisfaction appearing on her face. "Besides, this might be a decent vacation."

Damian raised an eyebrow. "Vacation?"

Helena nodded calmly. "Getting away from Master Damian for a while."

Damian’s face immediately darkened. "Oi."

Linsey burst out laughing.

Cassandra covered her mouth, clearly enjoying his reaction.

Even Cynthia’s lips twitched slightly.

Damian stared at Helena in disbelief. "The hell is that supposed to mean?"

Helena had already turned away. "Exactly what it sounded like."