Isaac nearly puked blood in anger.
What the hell were these Domains?
He looked at them again, hoping he had seen wrong.
[Domains: NTR. Lust. Harem. War. Battle. Farmer. Money. Luck. Laziness. Greedy for women.]
’NTR? Lust? Harem? Greedy for women?’
He really wanted to cry.
When had he done that thing?
Actually...
Isaac could understand lust, harem, and greedy for women.
He was surrounded by women all the time, and it was clear he had several girlfriends. While Isaac would like to say he was not some lust-driven freak, from an outside perspective, that was exactly how he would look.
After all, in the eyes of the public, hadn’t he put his hands on Celia as soon as he became a Lord?
He was using his authority to fulfill his desires. Or so everyone must be thinking.
’The NTR is also because of her, isn’t it?’
NTR. In this context, it meant Netorase, or better yet, stealing someone’s loved one by seduction, authority, or any other means.
Celia was an idol, loved by many.
He knew that not only men—even women—saw her as their ideal partner.
And Isaac had posted a pic of them kissing online. In the eyes of fans, he had "stolen" their "girlfriend" and "NTR’d" them.
’At that rate...’
A chill crossed Isaac’s spine.
He wouldn’t become the God of NTR, right?
Right?
Isaac looked at his domains again.
He focused on the "good" Domains, or at least the ones that sounded respectful.
War. Battle. Farmer. Money. Luck.
’These domains are good.’
’I need to reinforce my image related to them.’
The domains were ranked by order. So, most people associated him with NTR, Lust, and Harem.
But why were War and Battle above Farmer?
Shouldn’t his fame as a Farmer be above them instead?
He asked the question to Catherine, who was sitting in front of him.
Instead of her, the one who answered was the one kneeling beneath him.
She pulled her head back, his shaft slipping out of her mouth with a pop, and spoke, "That was because of Celia."
"...What did she do this time?" he asked.
"Check the internet," Catherine asked, her warm breath slipping over his shaft, making him shudder.
She smiled, seeing his reaction.
"You should—"
He grabbed her hair and pushed himself inside that slick and sly mouth. Since she wanted to tease him, he decided to enjoy it instead of resisting.
"You can speak through your main body," he spoke to the Catherine sitting across the table.
"Are you sure the main body isn’t the one there?" she smiled, motioning at the Catherine kneeling before him, her mouth wrapped around him.
Isaac shrugged, showing he was fine with either.
Truthfully, Isaac could not understand this behavior of hers.
Why was she okay with clones kissing him?
Isaac himself hadn’t let any of his clones be intimate with his wives.
Of course, his clones were fully controlled by him, and everything they felt could be transferred to him, so they were just second bodies.
But still, Isaac disliked the idea of anyone other than his main body touching his wives that belonged to him.
’I guess my possessiveness is more of a racial trait from my dragon bloodline.’
’To Professor Catherine, these clones are her true bodies since she controls them and feels what they feel.’
After confirming his thoughts, Isaac took out his device and checked the internet to see what had happened.
Then, he saw a trending video.
He clicked on it.
It was posted by an account called [Church of Voluptās].
[Voluptās].
That was the name that the group had decided for his religion.
According to Celia, Voluptās meant life in her religion.
Since Isaac’s talent heavily leaned towards that area, he had agreed to choose that as his church’s name.
Until yesterday, the account of [Church of Voluptās] had no videos.
However, they had posted a video at midnight.
It showed the battle of the Crimson Sky Wyrm.
Of how Isaac summoned an entire forest of roots. Of how Isaac called upon lightning and divine pillars of light from heaven. Of how Isaac healed everyone. Of how Isaac moved so fast that wherever he went, imps were cleaved.
Of how Isaac had chased after the Catastrophe after it flew into the sky.
And how moments later, it had its head, neck, and chest blown off.
"...What is this?"
The video did not have the entire battle against the Crimson Sky Wyrm.
The portions were cleverly cut.
If one only looked at this video, they would think Isaac had taken down the Crimson Sky Wyrm on his own.
The video didn’t end there.
Isaac had mowed down hundreds of corrupted monsters while defending the wall. He had summoned ginormous roots that brought down monsters like chickens and toyed with them.
Back then, Isaac had been pushing himself to give breathing time to the awakeners who had been defending the walls.
But this video made him look like he was some sort of War God, who was handling the corrupted monsters like they were toys.
Isaac checked the comments.
"This can’t be real. My third uncle knows a Champion-rank awakener. They can’t fight at this level."
"This has to be CGI."
"Nope, I asked someone who participated in the battle! This was exactly how the Lord fought!"
"+1! I was there!"
"Stop lying, you guys!"
"It’s not a lie! Check Goddess Celia’s page! She has linked some photos, and they show the Lord doing those things!"
"Yes, even the top three universities and the Sword Empress have said this video is true."
"Lord Isaac! Do you want another girlfriend? I’m 18 and have a sexy body!"
"Upstairs neighbor, are you sure you are sexy? Send a photo as proof. Lord Isaac has strict requirements."
"+1."
"I’m so jealous of him! He is strong, has powerful talent, is handsome, and... and Goddess Celia likes him!"
"I want to be reborn as him!"
"He looks so dashing in that video."
"I want to have Lord Isaac’s baby!"
Isaac’s expression twisted the more he saw it.
There were thousands of comments, and new comments were appearing every moment.
The post had been posted at midnight, and right now it was around eight in the morning, so only a small number of people had seen the video.
The video was slowly exploding in popularity.
’The 10,000 followers must have come from those who watched the video early, and those awakeners who saw me fight yesterday.’
Isaac rarely liked to brag, but it was true that to human Champion-rank awakeners, his strength was no different than divine.
Moreover, to normal humans, even an Adept-rank awakener was an extremely powerful entity.
Isaac, who could casually call lightning from the sky and cut dozens of imps in a split second, was no different than a War God.
People had been swayed by the absolute strength he had shown.
A sigh escaped his lips.
’Well, this isn’t as bad as I thought.’
’For some reason, I was worried Celia would have done something worse.’
Just as relief came over Isaac, Catherine spoke, "Celia really is a Crown Devil. She wants to do conquest as if it’s part of her nature."
"...what?"