Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 581: Time to Burn

Sensing an amazing opportunity at farming not only a great deal of XP but goodwill as well with the resistance fighters, I stepped forward and patted the worried girl’s shoulder. She snapped her head in my direction just as I declared, "I’ll be your rider. Let’s work together to bring the lionkin down, BunBun."

"H-huh?" The confused bunny didn’t quite get my meaning.

"I’m an elemental mage, remember? If you become my aerial mount, we can wreak more havoc on the battlefield than mere archers could ever hope to."

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"O-oh!" Understanding dawned in her eyes as flashes of my spells visibly entered her mind.

"Can she even carry you?" Seraphiel asked while amusedly eyeing BunBun. Indeed, she was much smaller than me. We all knew she could lift me due to the innate Strength stat that should come from her being above level 30, but the physical fit between us wasn’t the greatest.

"BunBun is strong!" She declared while proudly flexing her biceps. I saw no muscles bulging at all. She seemed to be squishy like a sponge.

"I’ll trust you then." I nodded, not trusting her at all.

<You plan to ditch this girl once she tanks a shot for you, don’t you?> Lucille asked.

<But of course.>

<Master is sly!> Blossom shouted her realization in her typical, adorable manner.

<Would you rather I take a Javelin to my stomach?>

<No!> Her refusal was so strong that she was wildly shaking her head while talking in my mind. How cute.

Thankfully I could use my [Airwalk] if BunBun was shot down by a javelin, so I wouldn’t plunge to my death like the other mounted archers. In the first place, the reason I proposed this team-up was so that I could preserve that spell of mine. Who knew what could happen in a chaotic battle like this? Keeping my spells ready to be used was for the best.

To that end, I climbed onto the bunny’s back and she quickly grabbed onto my lower thighs, supporting me. I had to give BunBun props; she was a lot more comfortable ride than I assumed. She didn’t even have those harnesses the other rabbits had, which made it all the more impressive.

"I’m off then." Kargrim the bearkin with whom Vex conversed thus far declared before letting off a deep, guttural battle roar that shook even my bones, after which he charged back into the fray, butchering lionkin with every swipe of his menacing, clawed paws. He had so much strength that each hit he landed would not only kill his target but desecrate their corpses to an unrecognizable mess of gore.

"I’ll see you girls once the battle is over. Protect each other. Remember; XP can be earned at a later date, our survival is much more precious."

"Says the one who throws himself into the middle of enemy ranks so that he can gather XP faster…" Aurora’s grumbling sounded as a response to my admittedly rather hypocritical words.

What can I say? I wanted to level up as fast as possible but the mere thought of losing my lovers made me wish I could just shove them in my home, dress them in cute maid clothes, and have them lovingly pamper me upon my triumphant return.

However, my wishes to have mighty women who could not only fight by my side but even excel on their own as excellent warriors were even stronger, these thoughts of mine kept winning whenever I debated about doing what Ignis did with his lovers.

Furthermore, Ayame and Lucille would outright hate that life, while the others would likely adapt but still be unhappier than if they could be by my side and protect me.

With that out of the way, it was time to roll. "I’ll be back. Have a great harvest, girls."

We said our good wishes and departed.

"Let’s climb high, BunBun. I want a bird’s-eye view before joining the fray in earnest."

"Roger!" she chirped enthusiastically as her bunny ears bounced with excitement. I thought her to be a hopeless coward, but it seemed I was wrong. Now that her friends were present and she was fighting for something she believed in, the bunny girl was visibly happy to join their ranks, even if it meant endangering her life.

With a powerful kick, we shot into the sky after BunBun activated [Sky Hopper].

The wind roared past my ears as we soared higher and higher, far beyond the reach of the javelins, even if they were to be thrown by the high-leveled Sunborn lionkin.

From this height, the scene below turned into a chaotic mess of clashing bodies, glinting weapons, and pools of spreading blood. Kargrim stood out the most because he was the largest creature on this battlefield and he was causing great mayhem as well, drawing attention to him.

I activated my primordial eyes, feeling the familiar senses of my eyes sharpening and expanding my perception. The first thing I noticed was the differences between different apex predators.

At first, I didn’t quite understand why the bearkin were not outright dominating the Trials of Beasts if they were so much more physically imposing than others. However, from high up here, my confusion was cleared up.

Bearkin were tanks, mighty and durable, but a bit slow in comparison to the other apex predators.

Lionkin and tigerkin seemed to be the middle of the pack, well-adjusted all-around with near-equal points spread in Agility, Strength, and Vitality.

Wolfkin, on the other hand, gained higher Agility than the rest of the apex predators based on how they maneuvered the battlefield, attacking with their sharp claws and then withdrawing before their targets could retaliate.

As I focused on the battlefield, details came into my sight. I was looking for something worthwhile to attack instead of simply dashing in blindly—and there it was. Near the rear of the lionkin forces, a group of them was busy hauling sacks of javelins from loaded carts, rushing them to stronger warriors to take aim and throw at the resistance’s aerial units.

Their whole operation was focused on keeping the stronger lionkin stocked so they could continue throwing instead of looking for munition.

Perfect.

"There," I pointed toward the cluster.

"Aye-aye sir!" BunBun saluted before obediently doing as told.

She kicked off the air, making us soar toward the target with her trademark speed that allowed her to almost escape my grasp when I was chasing her. It seemed she could use her little brain to think of good strategies because instead of lowering our altitude while hopping toward the logistics crew, she maintained our height, eluding the reach of their javelins.

Once we were directly above the lionkin logistics crew, BunBun flipped into a head-first dive.

I clenched my teeth as gravity yanked us downward. Despite the intense velocity of our descent, BunBun remained perfectly balanced, cutting through the sky like a natural predator.

It was at this moment I realized she was a highly trained aerial mount. Despite my horrible first impressions, now that she had a calm person telling her what to do, she transformed from a dumb chicken-brained girl into a reliable ally, like a trusty steed.

"Time to burn."