Otome Game Mob Villain Chapter 422

A bit earlier

The royal capital of Zubera, a beastman country, is called by the sa na as that of the winner of the Beast King Tournant.

The current Beast King is Sekhtos Bestia of the Cat People, so the royal capital was called "Bestia."

In addition, the chiefs of each tribe of beastn gather in the royal city of Bestia and hold etings on a regular basis.

On this particular day, the day of the eting, the Beast King and the heads of each tribe were sitting on chairs surrounding a round table in a luxurious and gorgeous room in the castle of the royal capital.

The atmosphere was far from friendly, and the air in the room was tense.

In the middle of the room, seated on the most luxurious chair, was a large, blonde-haired, fair-skinned woman of the Cat People tribe with the left half of her face covered by an iron mask.

She looked around the round table slowly with her pale blue eyes, and then her mouth relaxed and she opened her mouth.

"The beastman tribe lives in a world where the law of the jungle prevails. Comrades who lead this tribe, you have traveled a long way to be here today. Let welco you."

Although carefully phrased, his voice was low and intimidating.

However, there is no change in the color of the tribal chiefs' faces.

Shortly after, the round table shook with a dull thud.

One of the tribal leaders carelessly crossed his legs and placed them on the round table.

"Ha-ha-ha. Comrades ans 'like-minded people,' right? Sekhtos. I don't rember being like-minded with you, nor do I rember being your servant".

A man of the horse tribe with auburn hair and light blue eyes shining suspiciously said in a light tone, and a man of the wolf tribe with black hair and yellow eyes sitting next to him glared at him sharply.

"Don't play gas with , Azteca. You don't have to chew every word Sekhtos says, it's a waste of ti. And put your foot down."

"Heh, what the hell. You still can't take a joke, jackass."

When Azteca put his foot down from the round table with a chuckle, an ape-man woman with light blue eyes and yellow hair tied back burst out laughing happily.

'Uh-huh. Yes, jackasses are always too serious. If you don't smile and have fun, you'll lose your life."

"Jetty's right. Here, jackass. Smile."

When Azteca and Jetty started to laugh together, he shook his head.

"I don't get along with you guys because of ...... that."

At these words, a well-built man of the ox-people tribe with red hair and deep blue eyes nodded his head.

"......, that's exactly right. This is a eting place. There should be no need for unnecessary talk."

I agree with Happis and Jackass. Azteca and Jetty, I know you're trying to lighten the atmosphere, but you guys are talking a little too much.

Hapis, an ox-people tribe, was followed by a man of the bear tribe with red hair and dark eyes, who was bigger and stouter than anyone else present.

Then a man of the Raccoon People tribe with gray hair and sunglasses said, "Well, well," as if to quiet the scene.

"I understand what you say, Kamui and the others, but it's a good thing they're chatty. After all, they will always spill their secrets. Silence is golden and eloquence is silver."

The Raccoon Man said to Kamui, the Bear Man, and smiled wryly at Azteca and Jetty.

Naturally, they both frowned at his gesture.

'You, Gyobu. Are you making fun of ?"

"Yes, I am. How about I peel off your skin a little? Only for raccoon dogs."

"Oh, no, no, no. No, no, I would never make fun of the chiefs of the Horseman and Ape tribe. ...... I would never do such a big thing."

Gyobu of the Raccoon Tribe spread out his hands and made a mockery of them.

While everyone was stunned by this exchange, the Rabbit Tribe was seen as the youngest in this place.

The woman with black hair and brown eyes let out a loud sigh of deliberate "huh ......".

"You guys, you're tribal chiefs now that you're here. Can't you conduct the eting in a more decent manner?"

But the one who responded was an elderly rabbit tribe mber sitting next to her.

He has the sa hair color and eyes as hers.

'Don't be so coy, Venet. The only ti the tribal chiefs get together is at these etings. Each one is enjoying themselves. You should get used to it for the future."

Veneto responds, "Hmmm. But the man with yellow hair and black eyes, a fox-man, wrinkles his brow at her words and actions.

"I don't like what you just said, Shea. I don't care how good you think your daughter is, I want you to say those words only after you defeat my son, Elba."

'Hmmm ....... So, Gareth. Your proud son. Elba is still practicing in his territory today? I don't think he'll be able to play politics even if he becos king of the beasts. There is nothing more difficult to deal with than motivated incompetence. If you are that good, even if you beco the Beast King, you will be defeated as a foolish king."

"What do you an?!"

Shea, of the Rabbit Tribe, sniffed, and Gareth leaned forward at the provocative remark.

At that mont, a kindly man of the Bird People with orange hair, blue eyes, and glasses muttered, "Stop it, both of you.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as the attention of the crowd turned to him.

"Let's not bark too much, folks. It shows how good you are.?"

"......⁉ Horst, you!"

As Gareth raises his voice, the smallest and most girlish-looking Ratman in the room, a gray-haired, dark-eyed woman with a reddish complexion, is standing in front of the group, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

A woman with gray hair and dark eyes said, "Gentlen, let's talk a little more calmly and logically! L," she shouted loudly.

When everyone stopped moving at the sound of her voice, Sekhtos, the Beast King, who had been watching quietly, muttered, "Yes, .......

Ruba was right, enough with the farce. And I consider all of you here to share only the sa ambition of 'making the beast nation a better place. Therefore, I have called you comrades. Well, you can interpret the rest as you like."

The tribal chiefs sat back in their seats and straightened their posture, each with a different expression on their faces at his softer yet more dignified words.

Sekhtos nodded in satisfaction.

"Mmmm. Then, gentlen, let's begin the eting. "