The supporting character's harem is very normal-Chapter 301 Lusha?!

In another place, a girl with messy hair like a pile of tumbleweeds, dressed in rags like a beggar, sat in an extremely luxurious chair.

Opposite her was a large man who could only lie still on the bed because all his limbs were broken.

Yes, that's Dorothy and Doran.

Dorothy smiled and said: "Well… your love broke all your limbs; it seems she really likes you. Hahahaha…"

Hearing Dorothy's laughter, Doran frowned: "Huh! It's because she doesn't realise my true power and potential."

"Tch!" Dorothy clicked her tongue: "I don't know whether to call you stupid or persistent."

"I think it's best for you to give up the idea of marrying that woman as your wife. You... can't control her."

"There is no woman I cannot control." Doran shouted angrily.

But right after that, he gritted his teeth again because the pain from his wounds made him feel like he wanted to lose consciousness.

"You… you didn't use the healing potion on me?" Doran gritted his teeth and said.

"Huh! You say you're a genius, the strongest person in your generation, so a small wound like this doesn't need medicine to heal." Dorothy said pouting.

Doran was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood. All the bones in his limbs were broken, and many internal organs were also injured. Do you say this is a minor injury?

"Besides.. you have a very good self-healing ability; I'm helping you stimulate your hidden potential, hehehehe…"

Hearing what Dorothy said, Doran really wanted to punch her and break her nose, but now he couldn't move, and... he didn't dare to do that either.

Dorothy is a mysterious existence in the family; he doesn't know what status she has. However, every time his father met Dorothy, he had to speak gently and politely.

It must be known that Doran's father is the clan master, and everyone who sees him respects him.

Therefore, Doran was very curious about Dorothy's existence, but when he asked his father about her true identity, his father always said that she was his sister.

No matter who he asked, the answer was still the same as what his father said.

"What about you? Are you still pursuing that kid? Doran said angrily: "Even if you like him, our family will not accept him."

"Who told you that I like him?" Suddenly, Dorothy's voice became cold, making Doran shiver: "I'm only interested in him."

"Huh!" Even though Doran felt the strong murderous aura that scared him, he still spoke: "There's no such thing as interest. You like him; that's why you pay attention to him, right?"

Dorothy frowned; her voice became even colder, like an iceberg floating in the ocean.

"It seems… you want to die painfully…"

Dorothy stood up, her small hand gently raised. Doran was startled and shouted: "What... what do you want to do?"

However, Doran could not move. If he moved just a little, his body would hurt as if it were splitting into countless pieces.

"Am I bothering you?" A strange voice full of charm rang out.

Dorothy frowned and saw a blonde girl with two bat-like wings behind her appear in the room.

She sat on the table, her legs crossed and her skirt slit, revealing her long, white legs like the artwork of a master sculptor.

Dorothy frowned and glanced at the girl who had just appeared: "Who are you?"

"Hehehe… This is our first meeting. I am Lusha, an ordinary reporter." Lusha said while winking; her expression was both adorable and charming.

"Lusha?!" "Give me a reason not to kill you," Dorothy muttered.

Lusha pretended to be startled, her arms crossed in front of her chest: "Wow! You are so hasty; won't you ask what I came here for?

Dorothy clenched her fist, then…

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The ground suddenly shook violently like an earthquake, and the atmosphere gradually became dense and heavy.

Doran, who was lying on the bed, was also startled. He clearly felt Dorothy's terrifying power pressing down on him like a mountain.

This was the first time Doran had felt Dorothy's power clearly.

He despised Dorothy because she also disguised herself as a beggar to wander the streets.

Doran didn't know why she did so, but he never saw Dorothy cultivating, so he thought she was very weak.

Of course, in this world, the weak will be despised; that is extremely normal.

But at this moment, Doran realised that he was too naive. He could see that Dorothy's strength was even superior to his father's.

Lusha tilted her head and looked at Dorothy in confusion. She seemed unaffected by the power that was blocking this entire space.

"Wow! What are you doing? If a woman uses force, a man will not like it; do you know that?"

Dorothy frowned, feeling like there was something very strange about Lusha. She slowly loosened her fist, smiled, and said: "Hahahaha… you are very interesting. So… Lusha, did you come here to see me?"

"That's right." Lusha nodded, took out a glass ball from her space bag, and threw it at Dorothy.

As soon as Dorothy caught that glass ball, Lusha continued: "I think you will find it more interesting to look at that glass ball."

"Hahahaha… hahahaha…"

Lusha's figure immediately disappeared, leaving only her laughter echoing throughout the room.

Dorothy looked towards the table where Lusha had been sitting for a moment, then bowed her head again, looking at the glass ball in her hand.

She used magic, injected it into the crystal ball, and then... countless images appeared.

The more Dorothy looked, the brighter her eyes became, filled with excitement and madness.

When Doran saw that look, he was so scared that he trembled, and sweat poured out of him like a bath.

He felt that Dorothy's eyes were too scary right now, and in his heart, he began to regret that he had previously despised Dorothy and said highly insulting words to her.

A moment later, Dorothy laughed loudly: "Hahahaha… hahahaha… So interesting… so interesting… Lathel… you are so interesting."

"Ahh!! I really want to see… what kind of person you are."

"At the moment between life and death, what kind of person will you truly become?"

"Hahahaha… hahahaha…"

Doran heard Dorothy's crazy laughter and quickly used his broken arm to pull the blanket up, covering himself.

Even though every time he moved, he would feel extreme pain, Dorothy was too scary, as he didn't dare to look at her, nor did he dare to hear her laughter anymore.

…

Elsewhere, in a gloomy room, Amleth sat in a chair, frowning as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, then Meryl walked into the room, bowed her head, and said: "Master, there is someone who wants to see you."

"Hm?! Who is that?" Amleth frowned and asked.

"It's me! Hehehehe…"

Before Meryl could explain, Lusha walked into the room and sat on the chair, then poured herself a cup of tea as if this were her home.

After finishing her cup of tea, she greedily licked her lips, smiled, and said: "Hm… the tea is very delicious. Nobles really know how to enjoy themselves, even though drinking tea is very picky, but... I like it like this, hehehehe..."

Amleth looked at Lusha, her eyes showing a bit of murderous light: "On you… there is the scent of Lathel."

"Heh?!" Lusha pretended to be startled; she smiled and said: "Are you a dog? How can you smell it? That's because I met him this morning, and he and I..."

Hearing that, Amleth clenched her hands, and the murderous aura in her eyes became even more intense.

"Ah! So scary..." Lusha pretended to be scared and said: "Why are you women so similar? Everyone looked full of murderous intent, their eyes looked as if they wanted to chop me into a million pieces."

"Wait! Hahaha... I just forgot I'm also a woman. But… I'm much cuter than you guys, hehehe…"

"You… want to die, right?" Amleth said, as she just wanted to tear Lusha into a million pieces.

"Okay, I'm not joking with you anymore; I just met Lathel this morning to make a deal with him."

Hearing that, Amleth frowned. She stared at Lusha for a long moment, then nodded slightly and said: "So… What are you here for?"

"I hope you didn't come here to brag that you were able to come into contact with my man."

"Your man?" Lusha tilted her head and said: "Do you mean Lathel? But… he doesn't like you at all."

"Meryl…" Amleth frowned and said: "Tear her mouth open for me."

"Yes, master." Meryl said, her voice lacking any emotion, like a doll.

However, before she could act, Lusha sighed: "You guys are so boring; I brought Lathel's exclusive news, and yet you treat me like this."

"It seems… I need to find someone else to sell this information."

"Wait!" Amleth immediately realised something and immediately spoke up: "Tell me, how much money do you need."

"Hahaha…" Lusha laughed and replied: "Do you think I need money?"

"I feel like you're tricking me." Amleth said, his voice extremely cold: "Lusha, I don't know who you are, however… Those who thought they could trick me are six feet under the ground."

"Ah! How scary are you threatening me?" Lusha smiled in response, seemingly not feeling scared at all at the words Amleth said.

"It seems… you are testing my patience."

Listening to Amleth, Lusha took out a glass ball, let it display a few images, which then immediately disappeared.

Amleth saw that, and her eyes widened: "That is..."

"Hehehe… Well? Are you interested?

Amleth frowned, her gaze turned to Lusha, and asked: "What do you want?"

"Very simple: information about ancient families."

Amleth folded his arms across his chest, raised two large soft mountains, smiled, and said: "Good! As long as the thing inside that crystal ball is enough to interest me, I can give you bonus information about this empire."

"Hehehehe…"

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