[Farming+Western Fantasy+Harem+Multiple Races+Struggle for Hegemony]
My [Recruitment Altar] is seriously ill! We promised to summon heroes, but they ended up opening a women's intensive care unit for me!
First summons:
I spent all my money and scraped together enough energy, thinking that I must have a strong man after all, right?
Result: In a flash of light, a fifth-level elf queen came, breathtakingly beautiful!
But her first words were: "I'm sorry, your territory is too rubbish. I want to save my world. Farewell."
Me (cold sweat): Wait! The great noble Earl Hester is my friend, let me help you!
Ellie (dubious): ... I'll believe you for once.
Second call:
I was beaten by gangsters, my health bar bottomed out, and "Desperate Recruitment" was triggered.
Result: Another ray of light, a fourth-level one-eyed female swordsman, so handsome!
But her status is [Severely damaged soul, near death], and she is still an S-class wanted criminal in the empire!
Kahn (expressionless): Who to kill?
Me: ... Kill the ones in front of you first, and we'll talk about the empire later.
Looking at a room full of beautiful girls who were either dying or bearing the fate of the world, I fell into deep thought.
Next time, you won't summon a divine queen for me, right?
