Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System-Chapter 149: The Divine’s day

Chapter 149 – The Divine’s Day

Rome died.

Just like that.

A death no one would mourn. A death that wouldn’t change anyone’s life. Silent. Humiliating.

A death undeserving of someone who once called himself an Emperor.

And that’s the thing—if you ever wish to be the villain in someone’s story, make sure you’re the greatest villain they’ve ever known. At least that way... you’ll be remembered. Maybe even respected.

But Rome?

He wouldn’t be remembered.

Not with honor.

Not at all.

...

Emily and Sophie stood before his lifeless body—unmoved. Unshaken. Indifferent.

Emily felt something she hadn’t in decades: freedom.

Freedom from that man.

No one could ever understand how sickening it was—to share the same bed with someone you loathed. To be forced to lie beneath the man who murdered your love. To be stripped of choice, night after night, in the deepest shadows of the palace.

She had hated him.

And now that he was gone?

Peace. A calm unlike anything she had ever felt.

But...

There was still one piece missing.

The ones who sold her to this monster in the first place.

The Campbell Family.

’You’re next,’ she thought coldly. Her resolve unshakable. Her vengeance far from complete.

...

While Emily relished the closure, Sophie felt... nothing in fact.

She looked at the corpse that used to be her father. The man who had denied her—again and again. The man who saw her as a tool. As lesser, just because she was a woman.

She had once asked herself:

Why wouldn’t he let her join the battle for the throne?

Why mock her dreams of becoming the first Empress?

Why treat her like she didn’t belong?

But now...

None of those questions mattered anymore.

Because she had stopped expecting anything from him long ago.

Because someone else stood behind her now—someone who believed in her.

Someone who fought for her dreams like they were his own.

Someone she had chosen to give her heart and loyalty to.

Noah.

He was everything her father wasn’t and more.

So, without a second glance, Sophie turned away from the body and walked toward Noah, who watched the scene with a composed, unreadable expression.

He had no stake in this judgment. He was a spectator—like Elira, Shadeva, and Selene.

But when Sophie approached, his face softened.

"You’re happy now?" he asked gently. "You’ll become Empress."

"Because you worked harder than anyone for it."

Then he embraced her, arms wrapping around her with quiet strength.

"I’m proud of you," he whispered.

Sophie smiled—a radiant, heartfelt smile—and returned the hug.

"I love you, my dear husband," she said, the words rare, but deeply true.

"I love you too," Noah replied softly.

They parted, still holding the moment between them.

Then Noah turned to Emily, who stood nearby, watching them.

"Well, dear mother-in-law," he said with a smirk. "It’s been a while."

"Miss me?"

BADUM—!

Emily’s heart skipped.

’How is this level of beauty even real?’

It was a fair question.

Noah’s beauty defied logic. It was... unfair.

And that’s why—

[Emily’s feelings for you have reached 60%.]

’What?’

Elira and Selene noticed instantly. They exchanged a glance, reading each other’s thoughts without a word.

Emily had fallen.

Sophie noticed too. She wasn’t blind.

’No way?’ she thought silently.

But Noah? He ignored it.

He had no time for distractions. Not yet.

He had a family to secure before any additions were considered.

"You remember our deal?" he asked Emily.

She nodded, regaining composure.

"You promised Rome’s death... and the annihilation of the Campbell family."

There was no hesitation in her voice.

No one flinched at the idea of erasing an entire bloodline.

They simply didn’t care.

"The first is done," Noah said. "Now for the second."

"I’ll handle it myself," Noah replied coldly.

"What’s the strongest rank among them?"

"S-rank. If they had reached SS, they might’ve rivaled your family."

"Understood."

Then he smiled. "Wanna come with me?"

Emily grinned darkly. "Gladly."

Noah turned to Shadeva.

"My dear shadow, I miss you dearly."

That was all he needed to say.

Shadeva melted into shadow, reuniting with Noah—and his shadow returned at last.

"Good."

"Wait for me. I won’t take long," he told the others.

"I have something to create for you all."

"So call back the girls as I’ll need their insight on this."

Then Noah vanished, taking Emily with him.

...

Elira and Selene stood in silence.

"She’s fallen, hasn’t she?" Elira asked.

Selene sighed. "Yes."

"What now?"

"Nothing," Selene replied. "My baby made a promise. He won’t move unless I’m aware—and unless I agree."

She turned to Elira with a smug smile.

"Do you have that privilege?"

Elira’s lips twitched.

"...Do you want to train, Selene?" she asked, changing the subject. "With what’s coming, we need to prepare."

Selene’s smirk faded.

"Are you threatening me because you’re stronger than me?"

Elira smirked.

"So what if I am?"

Selene glared.

’Weakness is truly a sin.’

And she couldn’t afford to be weak any longer.

...

Meanwhile—

High above the Campbell territory.

Noah and Emily appeared in the sky, looking down on the black and red castle sprawling across the land.

"So," Emily asked, "the goal is total annihilation?"

"Yes."

Noah studied the vast stronghold.

"What power should I use?" he mused aloud.

He had too many options.

Sword. Emotions. Nothingness. Blood. Ice. Lightning. Soul. Mind. Fate. Destiny...

And now—his new bloodline.

He grinned.

"Let’s use that. This place is the perfect training ground."

His presence remained undetectable—a perk of his bloodline.

There is one ability in particular he wanted to try,

Elysiari’s Visionary.

"Believe, and it shall be."

All it required was unshakable belief.

A sword materialized in Noah’s hand—silver and violet, glowing with quiet resonance.

It was the sword Ren had forged for him.

"This sword can kill every single being of Campbell blood—no matter where they are."

He believed it without any doubt. Because in any case, he can kill all of them with only this sword no matter the way.

But by activating this skill and believing in this...the result was fantastical.

The sword shimmered, cloaked in divine light.

Noah raised it high into the sky—

And slashed.

SLASH—!

A simple motion.

But in that instant, the whole world paused and the sky above the Campbell’s estate dimmed considerably.

Then—

Death.

Across the entire Campbell territory—and beyond—every bearer of Campbell blood collapsed.

No wounds.

No cries.

Just... silence.

Even those far from home—at academies, on missions, hidden away—died as if a god had spoken their names.

That day...The world would remember.

The Divine’s Day.

The day when the Campbell family was erased.

Simultaneously.

Without resistance.

As if they had angered a god.

And from that day forward, it became a day of reverence.

A day when people prayed to the divine, not out of faith but out of fear.

So they wouldn’t be next.

—End of Chapter 149—