Rupegia Novel Chapter 131: Twist – Part 3

Chapter 131: Twist – Part 3

Okay, that was creepy as fuck, but alright…

We climb up two long flights of stairs in complete, awkward silence, then go down a long hall that ends at an ornate double door.

"Please wait here for a mont, Lord Ryder," Sebastian politely requests, then slips inside.

I wait for almost a minute, then Sebastian finally cos back and lets

in.

The double doors open, revealing a wide and mostly empty carpeted office. The first thing I notice is the black tinted glass covering the entire wall in front of . The view is of the east, away from the Throne, and the tinted glass makes it harder to see anything but the outlines of the landscape while also absorbing enough of the daylight that the office needs gem lights for illumination.

Then I scan the rest of the room and almost frown. There's only a couple of comfy chairs, a sofa by the side wall, and Cleinias' long office table, which is covered in small pieces of paper, scrolls, and papyrus.

The old fart himself is sitting behind his table, staring at

with a foolish smile that creeps

out. He's a brown mass of wrinkles dotted with sickly black spots and "prettied up" with his white, thinned hair and beard that look almost unkempt, like an uglier Einstein.

I walk into the office and notice how warm it is, though it doesn't feel stuffy. It's the only thing about this experience that I find sowhat pleasant.

I train my eyes on him, the echo of my muffled steps the only sound in the wide room, then I stop by his table and extend my hand.

"Decien Cleinias Alkibiades, I'm Crown Lord Wolf Ryder," I politely introduce myself, my voice cool, calm, and collected.

"What a pleasure to finally et you, Lord Ryder," he wheezes back while clearly ignoring my offered hand.

Then we stare at each other for a few awkwardly long seconds as neither of us make a move.

Soul Info

Na

Cleinias Alkionids

Race

Human

Level

166

HP

100

MP

13,680

Magic Power

2,200

Strength

4

Endurance

3

We stare with such intensity that his aura starts to affect . His eyes seem like a solid wall, veiled by a thin and pretty black cloth as it slowly cos closer, threatening to corner and crush .

I don't like being threatened right now. My instincts tell

to rake his neck and kill him on the spot, but I lack proper justification, and I think he knows it. That's why he's so chipper: he's taunting , and he knows what my draconic instincts are telling

to do.

"Please, sit, Lord Ryder," he calmly requests.

I pull my hand back and look to my side, annoyed that I'm forced to break the staring contest first. I spot the chair and pull it over to , then I sit.

It's uncomfortable as the armrest is fused with the back cushion, creating a solid wall in a "u" shape that leaves no room for my thick tail.

"Have you enjoyed your ti in the capital, Lord Ryder?" He cheerfully asks, his wheezing voice unpleasant to my ears even though he has high "Charisma."

"Beautiful place. The Throne is an amazing construction, and the lting pot of cultures here is a wonder to see," I tersely reply, not very enthused about the topic.

"'lting pot,' what an interesting analogy!" He exclaims with unnerving cheerfulness, then he coughs in a way that makes

think he's about to keel over and die, but I realize that's just how he laughs. "Have you 'partaken' of the local races?"

I subtly raise an eyebrow. "I haven't had the ti, but I plan to. I'm fond of wereanimals, and there are plenty around here."

His smile widens, wrinkling his face further. "Hah! So am I! Even at my age, there's nothing like a little cat's purr or a dog's licks."

My [Sense Soul] detects nothing but humans, tho.

"I simply enjoy the female form, whatever it may be," I dryly reply.

His thin eyebrows knit in surprise. "No n? I know most dragons are double-edged."

"No n."

"Not much fun to be had if you don't enjoy using the back door, hm?" He wisely replies.

It's taking quite an effort for

to remain neutral. "I just don't enjoy dicks and overly manly faces."

And he grins amusedly again, his "Charisma" causing conflicting feelings within . "No dicks? I guess that excludes the pretty elf boys."

I calmly hum, "It does."

"But what would you do if one snuck into your bed?" He innocently asks.

I almost smile as I deadpan, "Get very mad."

He lightly hits the table with his palm, the first ti his body has actually moved. "Hah! As straight-edged as they co!"

"Hm…" I indifferently hum in agreent, and we fall silent.

But just before it starts to get awkward, he cheerfully continues, "But won aren't the only thing you're enjoying from the capital, I see. Quite a few people have heard of your fondness for chocolate, and now also coffee, curiously."

"Earthy foods please ."

He snorts. "You sound like a dwarf."

Then I rember that the Gods have just guided

to leave a coordinate, so I can't drop my guard. "They just have good taste in food."

"Even bug at…?" He wryly asks with a smirk.

I sigh and slowly point out, "Imperial food has an unhealthy obsession with flour and fried food. No culture is perfect."

He leans back in his lavish chair, smiling smugly. "Not sothing I'd expect to hear from a Crown Lord of the High Forest."

"I'm not an elf."

"But one of your wives is, though I see it's clear who bends over in bed." He waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

I let out a single, soft chuckle and flash a polite smile, then another silence falls over us.

And once again, he quickly moves the conversation on, "But you've got quite the large harem for yourself. Are you still searching for more wives? I know plenty of nobles here who would love to get involved with such a young, vigorous Lord like yourself."

That one is easy to decline, "We all married mostly out of love, so we're not looking for people who wish for a higher status."

"'Mostly'?"

"I don't need marriage to force won to approach ."

"Clearly."

"Hm…!" I proudly hum.

Once again, I let the topic die, but he persists, "You are becoming quite famous with your achievents. So even say that your Companions are like wives."

"Not far from the truth."

He throws his head back and opens his mouth wide as releases an odd-sounding, wheezing laugh, "Hah-hah-hah-hah…! Are you competing with the Emperor? Such an insatiable appetite for won just fuels the rumors that you're his bastard, not that I'm implying the sa."

He continues on, with seemingly unending topics to talk about whenever I let the conversation lose steam. His tone betrays no hint of hostility, and the topics are never distasteful or confrontational, yet the discomfort that I feel never goes away. Be it the environnt, temperature, seating, his stare, the fact that a God guided

to drop a [Gate] coordinate nearby, or his faint, high-level aura affecting , everything irritates . It's not that I just don't want to drop my guard, I feel like I can't, and all the irritating factors add stress, so it's all starting to grate on my nerves.

And yet, the topic of Alki-Alki never cos up, so I assu a perfectly neutral but firm tone as I force the issue, "Yes, I do enjoy exploring dungeons and their mysteries. In fact, my wives are exploring the Labyrinth right now. We were so eager for this day that we hid our identities so that we could calmly search for an interesting guide instead of intimidating one into serving us. That's when we t your son, Alkibiades, who impertinently flirted with my wives while I was away for a mont."

He stops for a re second before replying with a gentle, fatherly tone, "Ah, yes, my boy. What a brat he is sotis," -he flashes a wistful smile- "but you gave him a humiliating defeat, so that should teach him a bit about picking fights with strangers." But he doesn't let

respond before he slyly continues, "You also showed your dragon transformation, no? I hear you're just like a Symbol of Might, which is quite impressive, I must say. Not that your current draconic features aren't, but a Symbol of Might is certainly an awe-inspiring creature, so we all hope that you'll live up to its fa."

I remain silent, staring at him as he runs his mouth off.

He subtly leans forward as he excitedly adds, "Do you plan on continuing to train your transformation? I know of a wereape who can grow so big that he can wrestle with Giants, so you shouldn't have much trouble grow-…"

I sternly interrupt him, letting a hint of anger color my tone, "I was under the impression that the topic of this eting was your son, Decien Alkibiades…"

He leans back and waves his hand dismissively. "Yes, yes, but you showed the stupid boy his place, no? Or do you wish to deal with this little clash more formally? I just felt that having a friendly chat would do so good for our families, you see? You're quite the powerful magic swordsman, and I'm interested in knowing how you ca up with your own Style. It isn't a-…"

You know what? Fuck it. I don't want to be here, so I'll just leave.

I let the dragon glare at him, and I see him tense up in response, then I interrupt again, "A friendly chat was had, and since there don't seem to be any lingering problems related to our duel, I'll be taking my leave."

He rests both of his small hands over his lap and subtly nods. "I see, I see. Perhaps another ti, then."

I stand up. "Goodbye, Decien Alkibiades."

"Goodbye, Lord Ryder."

Then I turn around and leave while he just remains in his seat, his unwavering stare burning a hole into my back.

I return to the embassy, then I open a [Gate] back to the nature elental carriage.

"Welco back," Roxanne receives

with a hug, and I get a handful of her small, tight ass as I shove my tongue down her throat, then we both [Equip] our armor again.

I'd like a blowjob to relieve the irritation from having to go through that eting, but everyone promises

a round, so the anticipation is good enough for now.

I want to see so ruins.

"What the fuck is this…?" I blurt out as I stare at the singular building in this whole damn swamp.

It's a half-sunk skyscraper, a mossy rectangular box of cent directly out of a post-apocalyptic setting, tilted just like the leaning tower of Pisa.

The girls turn silent and stare at

as they probe my mories, and realization dawns upon them.

Penelope happily skips forward as she shares her knowledge with us, "Rather than simply growing houses made of pure stone or digging holes, Man preferred to conjure concrete, for so reason. The shape of their hos was also quite peculiar, though so found similarities between these vertical hos and those of non-breeder dragonoid monsters."

An awkward silence settles in, and everyone turns to us, confused about our reaction.

"Is the ruin structurally safe? Is there any risk of it collapsing?" I sternly inquire.

And Lolo is taken aback by my tone, "N-no, it's safe. The dungeon maintains its integrity. It's a 'decoration.'"

I [Fly] towards it, and Alissa follows.

"Any insight on why they chose this peculiar architectural style?" Ciel curiously asks, covering for .

The spotted brown rabbit calms down and smiles at the angel's comforting tone. "No, but so guess that the lack of any decoration makes it extrely simple to conjure."

Indeed, this skyscraper is just a perfectly rectangular box that's oriented upright, and since you have to visualize how you want your conjuration to co out, this is the optimal building design for mass housing.

I enter through an open window and find myself in a tiless kitchen. Cupboards, tables, chairs, and counters, all made of wood, all without a single decoration, perfectly Spartan. But there's nothing else, no food, cutlery, clothes, or even bedding, just concrete and wood.

I summon twenty birds and spread them out to explore the ruin, but all we find are copy-pasted rooms, nothing that seems specifically Earthling.

Is it truly a coincidence…?

Alissa interlaces her fingers with my claws, and little by little, her presence calms

down.

The complete lack of decorations is suspicious. Why would nobody try to personalize their living quarters?

Is the dungeon being truthful about the past, or is it just an odd quirk, like the white, sunless sky?

Those questions are why people find the Dawn of Mankind such an interesting ti period, but unfortunately, it seems like they'll remain forever without an answer.

We move on and leave the ruins behind, then we continue to grind for Experience, and we pass by a few more ruins, but they're just as tiless and bland as the skyscraper.

Supposedly, there's so ancient library on this level, but it's quite far, so we won't get there today.

I focus on continuing with my seduction of Penelope, and the way she acts when I look at her reminds

of Nono, so I think I might be in the clear to be way more aggressive with her.

When night falls, the knights start to return to the embassy, and Kyora's harem doesn't seem up to nightti dungeon crawling, so I open up a [Gate] for everyone.

Intermission - Penelope

He casts spells like one breathes, all without chanting, or even putting in any noticeable effort, and I'm sure that's not the power that the average Lord has.

The Templars cross through the [Gate] without hesitation while Nik and I hesitate for a second. We're both uncomfortable with how these Lords have us by the balls, but their words are so honeyed that I find it hard to resist.

I breathe in deeply, then I step into the black circle first.

My world instantly changes from green to brown as I suddenly find myself inside a wide, wooden room. Then my eyes focus on all the details, and I realize the true aning of "Grand elven design."

This place is lovely…

A group of gorgeous golden-haired won wearing just as little clothing as I am bow to the Ryders respectfully, and I suddenly feel uncomfortable about how casually we've been talking to them until now. Then I realize that they're elves, and I'm awed by their transcendent beauty.

Lord Wolf's voice brings

back to reality with his commanding but still very gentle tone, "These two adventurers will be our guests, so prepare a room for him, but for her…"

He turns his intense, dark eyes towards , and I instantly freeze.

I feel like prey. The way his eyes lick my body makes

shudder, but it's definitely not from disgust. He just… awakens things in

that I didn't think I had, and I'm afraid of what I'll beco if I let him do what he wants with .

The cute fox girl suddenly grabs my hand and hugs my arm, her adorable but mischievous smile shining in such a way that I feel it's almost magical.

"This one is coming with us. We're going to 'play' all night," she slyly announces, and the fear cos back twice as strong.

Then my other hand is grabbed by the dark-skinned, curvy, and gentle beauty, the kindness within her gaze like a sweet Gorgon tea.

"Stay with us, and we'll take care of you," she soothes , her voice sounding hypnotic in my ears.

I'm scared, but everything would be so much easier if I just… surrendered.

My head nods on its own, and they guide

forward.

"Ah…!" I hear Nikolas grunt and glance back at him. His face looks anguished, concerned… or is it disappointed?

"I'll be fine," I assure him, my voice sounding much more composed than my mind.

But his jaw goes slack, and his tail goes limp, leaving

confused.

Does he… like ?

I turn forward again, and my heart hurts with anxiety.

Of course, he does.

I shake my head angrily and walk forward with confidence.

But I'm allowed to do what I want.

As we walk through the beautiful structure, we et up with a cute, dark-skinned monkey girl, and she gives

a curious look.

"Hello, there," she cheerfully greets, her tone so innocent that it stuns .

"Another wife…?" I rudely mumble in confusion.

"No, just a knight, though her body belongs to ," Lord Wolf casually spouts an outrageous statent as he cops a feel of her ass.

She pouts, but doesn't remove his hand… or even have the decency to blush!

That is the kind of man Lord Wolf Ryder is… and I'm willingly walking into the jaws of the beast.

We move on and soon reach a steamy room, and I'm surprised by how the floor is covered in moss, though not the crumbly kind, as it seems to stick to the floor like a large piece of cloth. But the most impressive thing about this room is that the large pool of hot water has a wall full of embedded gems.

An enchanted bath!

My bumpkinness is interrupted by gentle hands taking off my jacket and undoing my belt.

Before I can properly react, soone touches my bra, and it pops free, revealing my humiliatingly small breasts. Even the dwarf girl has bigger boobs than mine.

But then I'm attacked by predatory gazes. It's not just Lord Wolf; every single woman here is a predator. To make things worse, the cheeky fox pulls down my shorts along with my panties, leaving

fully naked.

My heart suddenly starts beating like mad while my breath quickens, and my vision blurs.

"You are so beautiful…" A husky, masculine voice caresses my ears, making my legs turn into weak sticks that shiver with the weight they carry. Such simple words, but it's the power within them that affects , and my eyes instinctively focus on their source.

Lord Wolf is right before , and his predatory, handso, and also kind of cute grin makes my heart skip a beat. His scales, horns, and claws look so nacing, yet the only thing I truly fear is his gaze. There's so much intent within it. A promise of intense carnal pleasure, a protectiveness that borders on domination, and fulfillnt that nothing else in the realm would ever be able to compare to.

His vertical scar on his left cheek is like the gem on the poml of his refined face, but then I notice an almost imperceptible vertical scar on his throat, and I beco curious about its source.

But my eyes go down on their own, and I feel a sudden impulse to lick and kiss his bare, athletic chest. There's a mix of dot and line scars that also feel very kissable, but the dots kind of look like he was bitten around his right shoulder.

Then sothing irresistible draws my eyes once again, and I look further down, then my heart skips a beat as I see the swinging, hard, thick, long, pink, veiny at club between his legs, and I suddenly feel like I really need to lie down, but soapy hands start running all over my body, forcing

to remain standing.

A pair of lips touch my back, and I shudder, my eyes still trained on the cock as it subtly pulsates. "What adorable spots you have, Penelope," the fox girl teases with a high-pitched giggle, then more kisses follow, each igniting a spark within my heart.

"Her thighs are so gorgeous, too," the curvy woman adds as she carefully soaps them with her bare, soft hands.

My body is washed without my consent, yet I can't even muster a single Mana Point to stop them. It just feels so good.

At the sa ti, the sensual succubus and majestic dragonkin wash Lord Wolf, but the way they touch his body is nothing if not suggestive. Then I notice that the demon woman has a large circular scar on her belly, the only blemish on her otherwise perfect, pale skin.

No, it's rude to say it's an ugly spot. It clearly holds so sentintal value for her if she hasn't removed it.

But then she starts stroking his long, soapy cock, and I forget all about it.

A moan suddenly escapes my lips as I feel an intense surge of pleasure on my chest, causing sparks to ignite again, so I look down and see the two won sucking on my nipples with mirrored, mischievous smiles on her faces.

"She has a nice voice," the fox teases.

"Yes, she does," the curvy woman soothingly agrees, but I feel betrayed by her. She was the only one that I thought wasn't a predator, but I guess she was just too good at hiding her hunger.

Then the fox lowers herself down, and I feel a shiver run up my spine as I realize what she's about to do.

I've never swung that way, but these won are steadily sharpening my blunt edge.

"Ah~…" I whisper softly as the fox touches my lips, gently spreading them, and the cuteness of my voice surprises even . Then she rubs her tongue along the length of my pussy, and I moan out loud, lighting the flas of lust within .

"It looks like she's ready," the luscious succubus remarks as the fox shows them the amount of sticky fluid that her tongue just scraped off of .

Lord Wolf and I have been washed, and his cock drips with pre-cum while my pussy drips with desire.

This is exactly what I knew would happen, it's what I wanted to happen, so there's no turning back now.

I just need to surrender to them, and everything will be fine.

The curvy beauty gently pushes , and I fall backwards, but then I feel sothing soft and warm on my back, not the cold grass that we were standing on.

When did they put this bed here? It must've been prepared specifically for …

My breath quickens in anticipation, and my legs spread on their own, then a shadow looms over , and I freeze as Lord Wolf's predatory gaze grips my heart once again.

His large, clawed hand cups my cheek and caresses it while he gives

such a gentle smile that I feel like dark, cold clouds have parted to reveal his warm face to .

Then I feel my pussy being spread apart by his thick cock, and my mind goes blank as the flas of lust consu everything.

When I co to, I realize that I'm screaming my lungs out as he pumps his unbelievably perfect cock in and out of , and I can't even feel my legs anymore, just the constant hamring of pleasure that courses through my whole body.

"YES…! YES…! YES…! FUCK …! FUCK …! FUCK… MY… TIGHT… PUSSY~…!" I blurt out dirty words, mad with lust.

As my mind regains so focus, my hunger for his cock grows, even though I couldn't possibly feel more pleasure than this. I just want him deeper, bigger, harder. I want him to… to…

"BREED …! BREED …! FILL

UP…! GIVE

YOUR SEED…! IMPREGNATE …!"

"Oh, I like her," the succubus amusedly remarks.

And Lord Wolf does just that.

I feel his cock throb uncontrollably inside

as his warm seed fills my vagina, but he doesn't stop. He continues to pump , loudly slapping his thighs against mine as hard as he can.

Then I feel myself leaking his seed as it starts to leave , and I almost stop him just so that I can continue to feel his warmth, but I'm suddenly surprised as I feel another load shoot into , then another, and another, and another…

He cums like an artery bleeds, filling

up again every ti his engorged head removes so of his seed from within .

I look down and gasp in surprise as I see pink barbs along the length of his cock rubbing against my clit as he thrusts it in and out.

What…? What…?!

Then he grins, and I suddenly feel sothing vibrate inside of . The rush of pleasure is so great that my whole body locks up, and my screams die out, then my vision goes blurry as I begin to pass out from the continuous orgasm.

Intermission end.

Well, I broke her…

I slide out of Lolo and kiss her thunder thighs. I wish I could've done so intercrural with them, but she was way too scared to play with us. Though, I think she'll be more comfortable with us after she wakes up, so I'll get so of her muscular thickness later.

Right now, I have a promise of multiple blowjobs that I want fulfilled, and Alissa and Aoi are bickering about who gets to go first, so it's my duty to diate.

"Girls, how about both?"

When Lolo wakes up, she's too dazed for anything, so we let her soak in the bath while I Ravage my wives.

For dinner, we invite the Templars and Nikolas, and the wolf man's depressed mood makes half of the girls feel guilty, though only Roxanne is shaless enough to admit that she's enjoying his pain.

Timas, Alonso, and Ciel manage to cheer him up, and I feel like he'll be fine after a couple of days.

Then the evil succubus makes

grab a handful of bunny girl ass as I lead her towards our bedroom, and the display of dominance actually starts to get the girls wet.

"That's the manliest thing you've ever done; stealing a woman right in front of a man. All you need to do now is to fuck her while he holds her hand," Roxanne tries to corrupt

further through [Bind], but I think that'd be going too far.

Nikolas is a nice guy, so maybe I'll invite him to the loli brothel that Sai recomnded to us or so other place if he's not into that.

We continue mind-breaking Lolo with hedonism, but the ti for my eting with Vanea soon arrives, so I head to the entrance of the embassy.

At the appointed ti, the embassy briefly disables its anti-[Invisibility] enchantnt, then Alissa senses a person entering our tree, and once the doors have closed behind them, the enchantnt is activated again.

Magical particles attack the invisible person, producing colorful spheres that look almost like a video glitch, but the spheres stick and shrink in size, quickly producing a blurry outline of a person.

After rely five seconds, the person becos recognizable, and I have to contain my surprise.

It's the girl forrly known as Sgma, the poor Farana, a petite brown-haired girl with a cute braid that is/was Vanea's sex slave.

The pretty girl keeps her eyes down, not noticing

while she chants [Gate], and after half a minute, the portal opens, and Vanea appears, strolling forward like a supermodel on a runway.

The beautiful, black-haired princess has her hair swept back, making her seem rather handso and imposing. But the star of the show is the semi-transparent black dress full of leather belts covering her important places, and it isn't skin tight, so I catch a glimpse of her pink nipples and shaved pussy lips as she walks towards , her open heels finishing her sexy look as they grace her cute feet.

I glance at Farana and notice that she's now staring at

with unbridled fear in her eyes, but then she steps forward and disappears into her [Gate], so I focus back on the dominatrix aggressively approaching .

Vanea grabs my vest and pulls

closer by the collar. I feel my heart tighten with excitent as I get the impression that she wants to kiss , but she keeps our faces just militri from each other, then I look into her eyes.

At this distance, her piercing, black eyes attack my mind, and all I see is her gaze coupled with an evil grin that only she can make.

"Did you prepare a bed or chairs?" She huskily whispers, her fruity breath slling quite delicious.

"Chairs," I quietly reply, still calm, yet a raging boner now strains against my pants.

She looks down and giggles girlishly, then releases

and takes a step back. "Why don't you show it to ."

I smirk and mirror her seductive behavior, "Show what? I have a hunch that you'd like to stare at my huge cock again."

She chuckles softly and subtly licks her lips. "Unfortunately, I didn't bring Lala with

for that."

I take an aggressive step forward and whisper, "A perfect excuse for

to fuck you."

She lets out a low, predatory laugh, then crosses her arms in a rather sassy and defensive posture, but she doesn't reply.

After a couple of seconds, I relent and whisper huskily, "Follow ." Then I guide her to our eting room.

We enter a nice, private room that has a good view of the street and has been stocked with all sorts of snacks, chocolates, teas, and even coffee. Alissa will act as the maid just to give

that extra boost in "Sanity" and also because I don't want to torture the other maids with Vanea's presence.

"I'll never say no to chocolate," the evil princess hums as she fills a plate, then sits at the sofa before

and crosses her legs.

"I recomnd coffee to accompany chocolate, but it's an energizer, so maybe not at night," I affably reply and imdiately go against my own advice, making her giggle.

Then she gives us both a mont to savor our snacks before she calmly begins, "I heard that you enjoyed Lala a second ti."

I genuinely smile. "Yes, I did. She's a good woman."

She keeps her eyes low to not bother

as she whispers softly with a surprising amount of warmth, "Treat her well. She deserves a good man that gives her affection."

That's a curious phrasing, but I just nod and agree, "I will. I don't like to treat won as sex objects, even prostitutes, unless asked, of course."

She raises her eyes, and her smile turns sly. "That's good to hear…"

"Now, what business did you want to talk about?" I continue, unphased.

She seductively sucks on her finger, then lowers her eyes again, now deliberately staring at my hard-on, both to save

from her piercing stare and also to enjoy herself. "First of all, do you understand what's happening at the capital?"

I give an explanation based on what Nero told us, "The Purification is about to start, so everyone is antsy, trying to build alliances for safety, but apparently, sothing else is going on because nobody has tried to recruit us yet, a powerful family with an obvious Gift."

She nods and grins. "It makes

so happy to see how quickly you're learning the ga."

I just raise an eyebrow at her, curious about her phrasing, then I realize that she can't see it and just decide to continue with a confession, "Well, I do have to admit that I don't understand why everyone is ignoring us."

She hums thoughtfully and readjusts herself on her seat, revealing a pink nipple to , then she plays with it absentmindedly as she explains, "You're an outsider with a very clear enemy, so soone just spread a bunch of rumors around, and that scared everyone off since nobody knows where your allegiances lie. We're in a very delicate situation, so nobody wants to risk anything by recruiting you."

I annoyedly point out, "We are pretty clearly opposed to Katasko, so where are their enemies? Why aren't they trying to contact us?"

She glances at

with a smug smirk. "It's because you're clearly deep into so shit with powerful people, so they don't want to get involved with you due to their sense of self-preservation. But it's funny that you ntion that. Currently, I've joined forces with the League, but they're pacifists, so I've been building an eastern Mainland faction with the more militaristic nobles who are opposed to Katasko, and this faction could possibly include you."

"Yet you still don't et with us in the open," I skeptically point out.

Her tone loses all mirth as she sincerely explains, "It's more for you than for . I have more enemies than you do."

"Well, thanks for the consideration," I neutrally reply, not entirely convinced.

And her evil smile starts to make a coback. "If you join us, we'll definitely challenge so of the Katasko nobles and carve out a territory for us."

I ignore all of her attempts at seduction and focus on what's important, "You know who they are?"

She shrugs noncommittally. "So."

Yunia gives

a prod, and I ask, "How long do you think is left until it starts?"

She runs a finger along the edge of her cup and glances at . "Nobody knows. We're all in a tense situation, but it just needs a spark to start the fire."

Well, that's convenient.

"We could be the spark, but we're not that interested in playing in the Purification," I sternly affirm.

And she replies in kind, "Now's not the ti to avoid Katasko. If we don't fully end them right here, right now, things will only get harder with ti."

I hum in thought, and Alissa nudges

to ask, "Why do you oppose them?"

She straightens her back in a subtly defensive posture. "Personal reasons, but I probably hate Cleinias Alkionids a lot more than you do. I'd even gladly kill him if I had the chance."

I raise my eyebrows in surprise, but she just smiles sweetly and glances at .

Alissa whispers in my mind, "She's right. It's clear that we're opposed to Katasko, and delaying their demise just because we don't want to participate in the Purification will make it harder for us later on."

Yunia doesn't like that idea. The Elder Council has no desire to bring things like the Purification to the High Forest.

But Hana cos in with the encouragent, "What kind of 'sword' will we be if we don't attack?"

"I need to convene with my wives about your proposal," I neutrally reply.

And Vanea slowly nods. "Take your ti… You don't need to actually answer

right now. You could even wait until the Purification starts since we'll need you before we can even begin to target Katasko properly."

A silence falls over us, so I move things forward, "Is that everything you wish to talk about?"

Her evil smile shows itself in full, and she stares at , but she's too far to actually make

uncomfortable. "Oh, I just have so interesting rumors to share," she coyly hums.

I narrow my eyes in suspicion. "'Interesting'…?"

Her stare becos intense as she leans forward, trying to take in every single detail of my reaction as she cryptically reveals, "Well, I just recently heard that the Chiras at the Sky Lands have a group of Gifted people working for them. None of them seem to know how to speak either Andraste or Reo that well, and it was like they suddenly appeared out of nowhere."

OH, FUCK!

I breathe in deeply from the realization and tense up.

But the evil princess follows up with a vicious combo, "Curiously, the day those people first appeared perfectly coincides with the day you first entered Rabanara…"

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