As a God of Magic, I Don't Need That Many Beautiful Girls

[This is not a story about pretending to be weak. Cecilia is part of the harem. Thank you for reading, and feel free to leave thoughtful comments and critiques.]

Humanity's Archmage, Kael, slept for thirty thousand years.

"This has to be a conspiracy by the gods!"

Cautious Kael began secretly recruiting the most promising young people in the service of the gods.

"A saintess who's fascinated by necromancy?"

"A ruthless executioner?"

"A descendant from thirty thousand years in the future who's my biggest fan?"

"For a grand undertaking like killing the gods... could we get some more tough, iron-blooded men and fewer beautiful girls?"