The Transmigrated Novelist

Neglecting the fact that all the barbarian women that had been caught in the battle had come forward to participate in the War Dance, there was an even bigger problem for him.

Amidst the dancers, there were quite a few young barbarian women, that clearly hadn't passed the age to participate in this.

Well, the barbarian's low limit age for participation in this dance was quite low, as every girl over 10 full moons of age was able to participate in the dance.

Barbarians didn't have a precise way to measure time, in fact, they were quite primitive in this area, as only after Roy had taught them to measure the time with the sun, had they changed a bit.

The best way for them to measure time was through the phases of the moon in the long term. Navita had more than 17 moons around itself, but one was able to outshine all others.

The forest barbarians took that huge moon as the most prominent, and important one, so they measured the year by the phases of that moon.

In other words, 10 full moons meant 10 years for normal people, and that was way too low for Roy to accept a girl in his Harem Palace.

He felt that 16 was already pushing it too far, and now girls over 10 years old were trying to attract his attention, and enter his Harem Palace.

Most certainly he wouldn't refuse beauties that fulfilled the conditions and wanted to be with him, but he wasn't going to lose all his values and morals about it either.

He wouldn't fall so low that he would even accept these little girls into his Harem Palace so soon. What was more mind-blowing though, was the fact that these girls were his warriors' daughters.

These guys were willingly handing their daughters to him, even without him asking to do so, and they were even promoting them.

Feeling a headache coming in his direction he felt that it would be better to clarify the things before anything else happened, as he said in a serious voice, from his position,

"The girls from over 10 full moons, to less than 16 full moons, even if selected will be part of the Trial Palace, where they will receive education and training from the Harem Palace ladies.

Only when they pass their 16th full moon, will they be eligible to serve me!"

This was the best he could do at the moment, as it was impossible to escape this situation without offending, or upsetting some people.

So, he decided to take a step back, while they also compromised a bit. As normally every woman picked as she performed the 'War Dance' would enter the tribe Head's chambers.

As expected the moment those words sounded through the place, the tribesmen, and women started discussing and whispering under voice, but none of them dared to question Roy's decision.

It was already a great step for Roy to participate in the 'War Dance' and accept it, so they didn't dare push their limits.

Furthermore, they had seen Roy's strength in the battle, and even if they didn't see it, they had heard about it.

A God of War like Roy was willing to participate in their culture and traditions when he was clearly a white devil, so they should feel already happy with that.

At that moment, the warriors stepped forward, kneeled in front of Roy, and said in one voice,

"As Tribe Head desires!"

They were the ones that were the clearest about Roy's strength, and abilities so they would most certainly be the first to accept his orders and rules.

Once the warriors had accepted his words, there was no one else who had the position, or right to question him.

Roy felt like he was slipping a bit with what he just did, as this meant that he would have to pick little girls that would serve him in the future, but he couldn't escape it.

Well since he was going to do it, he should at least make a good job at picking them, so he started looking at them a bit more seriously.

The truth was that even though these girls were really young, due to their genetics, and environment they seemed to be quite mature, and ripped.

At least that would make the job a bit easier for him, but he still had to observe them a bit more, in their attitude, and actions.

On the other hand, the imprisoned women of the battle seemed a bit rigid and were a bit surprised hearing Roy make such an announcement, and how easily it was accepted by the tribe.

This meant that he not only had the strength as a warrior on the battlefield but also the composition of a true leader.

It was really difficult to find someone who possessed both, it was the same as finding someone who followed both paths of becoming a Warrior, and a Mage.

But thinking deeper about it, Roy was one too. He was a Warrior, and a Mage, as they had already seen him on the battlefield while being behind Young Master Fjord, and Young Master Peers.

The truth was that they had really complicated thoughts at the moment, on one side they felt that Eric was a great man, a great warrior, and a great leader, worthy of their lives.

But on the other hand, they felt like they were lowering their selves surrendering their bodies, and their lives to the tribe Head of a small tribe like this.

Even though their side lost the battle, and they were captured, they were still coming from a medium tribe, as they would control more than 5 tribes like this one.

Furthermore, it was more than certain that their tribe would make a comeback soon, and another battle would happen.

Roy and his tribe were strong, but they weren't strong enough to take on their tribe, as what they had sent out this time were only some subjugated tribes warriors.

Once their main warriors entered the battlefield, Roy and his tribe would be a thing of the past. He wouldn't even be able to run away and escape at that time.

So, getting picked at that moment was the same as signing up for a happy present, and a terrible future.

Once they entered Roy's chambers they could never return to their own tribe, as they would most probably be killed on the spot, in order to get rid of the shame that came with them.

After all, they would be serving a different man from the one they had been handed over to, and if that wasn't enough, that new guy was their enemy.

If it wasn't for the fact that this was a tradition and culture of forest barbarians as a whole, they would never wish to participate in this damned thing.

Roy could notice their thoughts and expressions well. He hadn't expected to face such a damned monster opponent so soon, but he wasn't frightened in the least.

After all, his list already included the Coyote tribe, and even though now he would have to face two Coyote tribes, he was still more than confident in his own skills, and warriors.

This was going to be an important night for these ladies as the ones he was going to pick up would have a great opportunity to find a place by his side to reach the top.

Or chose their stupidity, and regret it for as long as they lived!

The atmosphere around was becoming better and better by the moment, as the barbarians were eating different kinds of food, meat, fruits, and even drinking from Roy's special beverage.

The beverage was nothing more than fruit juice, but for people that had never tasted something like that, it was amazingly good.

As soon as the stage was set, and everyone was merry, Gisella gave the sign for the War Dance to start. This wasn't the first time she saw this and knew how to manage it.

The captured women and all other free participants started dancing around the big pit fire, with enchanting, and seductive moves.

As a matter of fact, the free participants were using everything they could to attract Roy's attention, while the captured women were clearly making sloppy moves on intention.

Roy could easily understand that, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, he just watched the whole thing from start to finish.

When it was all done, all the participants came in front of Roy standing in a line and awaiting his decision.

Each one of them had different thoughts, different attitudes, and different expectations, but Roy didn't care much about it.

He had already made his decision, and now was just letting it prolong a bit more for a bit of suspense, and act like he was in deep pondering.

The audience was in contemplation and waiting in silence, while Gisella and Gidella were still trying to give him a few benefits.

When he felt that it was long enough, Eric just looked at them with a serious face and started picking them one by one.

Out of 43 ladies in front of him, that had danced the 'War Dance' for him, he picked up 13 of them, with 4 of them being between 10 to 16 of age.

He picked the 4 of them not only due to their bodies constitutions, but mostly due to their temperament, and attitude.

He was sure that once they took the appropriate training and education, they would be great Harem members of his Harem Palace.

As for the rest of the ladies, there were a few who seemed happy with this, a few that were upset, and a few that were crying.

But at that moment the people couldn't focus on them, as they heard an obnoxious voice,

"I don't accept!"