Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 625: Smart Gals

It was me who finished Vex’s statement. "The Covenant of Eternity being the silent backer of the lionkin would explain everything."

She nodded with an uncharacteristically serious expression, "Exactly."

"This is beyond us, we should go back to the Consortium with our findings," Ayame voiced her thoughts.

"I agree, but there’s an angle we could exploit," Aurora added. I also had a thought of my own, and based on Vex’s sly expression, so did she. However, I was eager to hear what my plump princess had to say. "Go ahead."

"The sole reason behind the resistance’s existence is the rules of the Beastman Confederation. The lionkin arming themselves with weapons thanks to the assistance of a sole outsider does not go against their laws. The same goes for their subsequent conquests. The beastkin operate under a blatant ’might makes right’ philosophy. As such, the lionkin were right acting as they’ve been when taking lands from others—it was their right as the dominant subspecies to do so. However, if they’re backed by an entire shadowy organization, especially one that’s governed by non-beastkin, things would change drastically."

"Correct," Vex replied. "This was why they made the dwarf Ragnar’s existence public—he was used as their reason for dominance. Beastkin are ignorant to complex matters such as smithing and especially artificing, they did not know a single dwarf couldn’t swing the odds in the lionkin’s favor this badly. Leohtar Sunfang has been using this ignorance to his advantage, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ragnar is just a fancy tale that doesn’t exist in reality."

It was Lucille who continued. "As the resistance mounted a coordinated effort by surrounding lionkin territory with multiple large and prepared armies from all angles, their numbers were stretched too thin. They couldn’t fight all these fronts at once. As such, the silent backers were forced to step into the limelight. We didn’t meet lionkin because they were fighting on other fronts… instead, they sent a giant necromancer army to destroy us, knowing no beastkin army could run if they were chased by undead monstrosities. High-level undead wyverns would outpace even the fastest of wolfkin, as they needed no stamina to function."

"The undead are tireless and obedient to a fault, huh…" Ayame mused. "They’re perfect tools."

Iris left the massage session provided by the pressurized waterfall to plop down next to Lyra. Ayame was sitting closer to where she was originally, but this stubborn woman elected to walk a short distance to sit as far away from my oriental beauty as possible.

The Covenant business must’ve perked her interest. It was she who finished detailing our findings. "Even if a swift beastkin managed to run away, without gaining solid proof, the lionkin could just feign ignorance. I bet they had measures in place to remove the corrosion and other signs of the undead army once they were done massacring their enemies." Her eyes visibly began burning with overwhelming hatred as wrath oozed from her entire soul. "Covenant of Eternity…"

I might’ve managed to get some rather cute reactions from this woman from time to time, but at the end of the day, she was still a traumatized person who had to fight her all the time. <Do you know if they’re the ones…?> I asked, referencing the criminal who kidnapped Damian, Iris’ brother, to force their father to repay their debts. However, this man allowed his underlings to do unspeakable things to the young boy, who did not survive the ordeal. Ever since that day, Iris’ life has been a living nightmare with the sole purpose of achieving vengeance.

Once her overwhelming wrath had subsided a bit, she replied with a tired, dejected voice. <I’m uncertain… I joined the army to grow stronger while researching possible targets, but I never found concrete proof of which organization that wretched man belonged to.>

<We can’t do anything besides knocking on their door and asking questions personally.>

My response earned me a muted <Yeah… Thanks…> which I did not accept. Not only was this amazing woman incredibly important to me, but so was Damian. Thanks to the simulation, I watched how that brave boy grew to become the best big brother I’d ever seen when he stepped up to the plate to protect his beloved little sister. He deserved only the best. I would not be able to live with myself if I didn’t mete out justice in his name.

"You are correct," Vex spoke up. "As such, if we take this necromancer woman to the leaders of the beastkin races, no longer will they need to move behind the shadows and form a secret resistance. This is more than enough to denounce the lionkin and declare open war against them."

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A giant grin spread across my lips. Just the sound of her statement made me salivate. Giant clashes between large armies… Isn’t this situation made for the king of AoE?

"Master, am I interrupting?" Eira whispered anxiously into my ears. She took the many steps leading to this towering bath I created.

"No, we’re just about done doing business."

Hearing my positive response, she let an adorable sigh of relief escape from her lips before straightening her spine. "My ladies and lord, we’re ready to serve refreshments. Please inform me of your choice of beverage."

"Honeyed milk for Ghosty!" Blossom did not hesitate for a single second.

"I would like a silverleaf sparkling wine, please," Ayame and Lucille said at once. It was a crisp, bubbly drink with a light citrusy note to it. I’ve been told a lot of young noble ladies favored this drink.

"Rose petal tea for me," Aurora followed the two ex-princesses. Her choice of drink was a delicate floral tea with a light, refreshing aroma.

"Water," Iris said, and Lyra quickly asked for the same.

"Dragon’s breath." That was my choice, I was in the mood for a stronger alcohol this time around. Dragon’s breath was a smoky, high-proof whiskey said to warm even the coldest of souls.

Eira’s head turned toward Vex, the only woman who didn’t ask for anything yet.

None of us expected what she would say next.