Infinite Harem System: I Grow Stronger From Every Female Lead

All eyes gradually turned from Arthur to the ball, which had just fallen from the other team's net.

Arthur loosened his hair tie, then retied it, this time tighter.

Everyone's gaze returned to him as he tied his hair back with a calm, unreadable expression.

The arena was silent, until one voice broke through:

"I love you, Master!!!"

Everyone turned to see a woman cloaked in thick garments, with a scarf and glasses that made her unrecognizable. Still, her pointy elf ears and white hair seemed oddly familiar.

Not that anyone cared, especially not the girls in Arthur's cult.

"Take my life, Master!"

"Arthurrr! My name is Jessica!"

"My name is Lucy! I love you!"

The cheering grew so deafening that no one dared even whisper a boo.

Yet within the court, all eyes remained on Arthur.

'That was my Authority, wasn't it?' Ren thought, his finger trembling. 'Does that even make sense?'

Bullseye was a magic technique that allowed the user to mark a target with mana. Once marked, anything thrown in that direction would unerringly hit the mark.

It sounded simple, but was notoriously difficult to execute.

'So how—' Ren's thoughts spiraled. 'How did he copy it after ten minutes?'

But the truth was:

Arthur had copied the technique the moment Ren first used it.

He had simply waited for the right moment to unleash it.

The right time to farm aura.

Arthur suppressed a grin behind his neutral expression. 'This is exactly why I never cut my hair.'

His frosty gaze swept over the opposing team as the breeze teased strands of his hair. 'Long hair really is the best.'

Cassie immediately took the ball, but the faint, chilly smile on Arthur's face made her falter, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

Noah, the second-year acting as their small forward, shouted, "You all need to snap out of it!"

He snatched the ball from Cassie and stared Arthur down. "He's just one man!"

Amelia felt a cold sweat forming at her temples as she forced a smile. 'He might look like one man…' she thought. 'But he's a monster far greater than a million.'

The moment Noah bounced the ball again, Arthur vanished from view.

No one could track him, but instinctively, their eyes all drifted to the one place they feared.

The one place they dreaded finding him.

Yes, Arthur had dunked the ball cleanly into the hoop and landed without a sound.

Ding!

『 #Scenario 27: Farm... Aura... Like Crazy! 』

Arthur smiled inwardly. 'Took you long enough.'

Ren, still frozen in place, asked in a shaky voice, "How did you do that?"

Noah tried to maintain his composure, forcing out a chuckle. "Guys, no need to panic, we're still ahead. So as long as we—"

Arthur's cold voice cut him off. "No."

Everyone, even the spectators, turned toward him.

『 Your Authority: Demonic Dragon God has activated 』

『 Your Authority: True Bloodlust has activated 』

『 Your Trait: Completed Ultra Instinct has activated 』

Arthur's fingers elongated into dragon-like claws as he pointed vaguely at the opposing side, his gaze still frigid. "This match is already over."

He raised that clawed finger like a general issuing orders. "Let me make this clear…" He paused for emphasis. "For the remainder of this match, you shall not cross the defensive zone, not even once."

Noah's eyes widened, along with everyone else's who heard him.

From the shadows of the building's entrance, figures from the higher institution began to stir.

Ren finally spoke, cold sweat clinging to his back as an overwhelming pressure blanketed him. "What?" He repeated, almost in disbelief. "What did you just say?"

Noah scoffed. "What nonsense! You think you're some big shot after one lucky goal?"

"Luck?" Arthur smiled. "You're free to call it that, if it helps you understand what you saw."

Everyone felt it at that very moment,

Power.

Arthur's smile softened, but his voice remained firm. "It seems you haven't grasped your situation yet." His tone dropped. "Well… you two will make fine examples."

『 Dragon Tongue has activated 』

The world felt like it froze as he uttered a single word:

"Kneel."

Noah and Ren felt something wrap around their bodies and, without resistance, fell to their knees.

Silence.

Arthur tilted his head slightly. "Now then… why don't we begin again?"

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In the spectators' seats, the members from the higher institution whispered among themselves. But among them, one woman stood out.

"So, miss, he'll be enough for the captain, right?" the young woman asked the figure beside her casually.

The figure, with flowing black hair and piercing blue eyes, stared at Arthur with unwavering intensity. "Kaede."

"Yes, Miss Nyx?"

Nyx paused for a moment. "Is it weird that I want to bow and serve that young man?"

Kaede looked at the beautiful woman and smiled softly. "He is quite tempting to the eye."

Nyx shook her head. "It's not like that. I mean it in a master-and-servant way. I feel a special bond with him."

Kaede giggled. "Must be because you're always near the captain. Maybe her [Large Deposit] Authority is rubbing off on you."

Nyx pondered for a moment, then turned away. "Let's go, Kaede."

Kaede bounced behind her like a bunny. "Already? I want to watch the handsome boy some more."

Nyx sighed. "Enough, captain must be waiting for us."

"Okay okay?" she muttered, but took a final glance at the court. 'Arthur Arcain, huh? Interesting.'

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Back on the court, the game resumed, and Cassie began dribbling with practiced control.

'Even if he says all that, I can't afford to lose.' Her gaze drifted between a trembling Noah and a hollow-eyed Ren.

Cassie exhaled. "Let's go, Ravian."

Before her foot could cross into the defensive zone, Arthur, still on his side, appeared in front of her and swiped the ball.

Cassie instinctively reached for it, but Arthur pulled away swiftly, causing her to lose balance.

He looked down at her falling form. 'Should I help her?' he hesitated. 'No... now's not the time to be a doting husband.'

He stepped past her as she hit the floor, then launched the ball into the hoop.

'Right now, I'm a merciless player and she is my opponent.'

Regardless of who it was, if any dared defile what he commanded, he would obliterate them.

Amelia recoiled at the sight, then glanced toward the court's edge.

No one needed an interpreter, she was done playing.

Just as Arthur had declared, the game concluded in a brutal landslide.

His team barely needed to lift a finger.

No matter how hard the others tried, they couldn't win. Not once did they pass their defensive line.

Every attempt to pass or score was shut down with ruthless precision.

It didn't take long for the crowd to realize,

What was once a spirited showdown had become a massacre.

And only one name echoed in every mind.

Arthur Val Arcain.

He was a monster, no doubt.

But what kind of monster was he?

Diego, who had entered with bold charisma, now felt it drain away as he raised the whistle and announced,

"The match is over. 480 to 120. Team White wins."

No one cheered.

How could they?

They had just witnessed a being beyond their imagination.

And he wasn't alone.

Naza El Salvador, who had scored the first point.

Cale Von Agres, who tracked the ball like it was part of him.

Eric Daemon, who, without trying or even reading the energy, moved with flawless ease.

And the two greatest monsters:

Kim Ha-joon, who required triple-teaming just to slow him down.

And the man who ruled the court like a god,

Arthur Val Arcain, the monster.

At that moment, a new chapter in history began to write itself.

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