Seeing no need to respond, Seth snorted once more.
Zogar shook his head in amusent.
Orion was about to speak when he suddenly received a ssage through his mask, causing him to pause. He refocused on Seth and Zogar, then cleared his throat. "I'll be taking my leave now. You two can continue without ," Orion said, rising to his feet.
The ssage was from Fifi, reminding him that he had to return ho before the end of the day or face being barred from the manor for the next week and a half. All the won had agreed on this decision, leaving him without anyone to plead his case if he failed to make it back in ti.
Over the past week, Sy'ra had already been treated and was in recovery. Greroth's limbs had been fully regenerated, though he still required steady treatnt to heal from the severe damage Seth had inflicted and to adjust to his new form.
The resource situation had also been resolved, and the Wanderlust Traveling Tortoise, Sleeping Fox, and Trekking Flamingo Runaway Cities were now open to one another, fostering widespread trade and easy migration between them.
The only remaining task was to send Eleanora and Ballesha their resources, so he needed ti to review the catalogue and select sothing suitable. However, before that, he had to return to the manor quickly.
Seth and Zogar stifled their chuckles as if they could guess why Orion was in such a hurry to leave.
"We'll update you on how things go, Chief," Zogar said with a light smile.
Seth nodded in agreent.
Orion nodded back and exited the room, closing the door behind him. Once outside the Outward Stronghold, he soared into the sky and sent a ssage to Fifi, letting her know he was on his way ho.
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As Orion approached Paradise, he received another ssage from Fifi asking about his current location. Curious about the sudden question, Orion shared his position and asked if sothing was happening.
The response he received was a simple 'No.' Then, they directed him to a specific location to et up first.
"Okay, I'll et you there in a minute," Orion replied, heading in the indicated direction.
The forest that Anara and the other tree nymphs had cultivated was lush, thick, and breathtakingly beautiful. Its beauty was even more enchanting under the moonlight. However, Orion couldn't help but feel puzzled as to why his wives wanted to et him in the forest.
His mind raced, trying to figure out the reason behind their request, but he couldn't co up with anything specific. Even more intrigued, he flew towards the designated forest area where they had asked him to show up.
Upon arrival, he spotted Fifi and Greta suspended above a large tree and imdiately soared toward them. As he reached them, he swiftly removed his mask.
Fifi wore a loose black crop top and a flowy, floral skirt that reached just above her knees. A pair of sandals adorned her feet, and around her waist was a black baldric made from a blend of leather and Vylkr alloys. Her folded Gear Devourer was strapped to her back, giving her a fierce yet undeniably feminine aura.
On the other hand, Greta wore a sleeveless, knee-length dress with a floral pattern vastly different from Fifi's skirt. Her appearance was simple, exuding the aura of a peaceful and gentle woman—a quality Orion knew suited her ideally. The Vylkr Fusion Armlet on her right arm added a subtle layer of warrior charm to her gentle deanour.
"What's going on?" Orion asked, his tone filled with curiosity.
"We've prepared a surprise for you before you return to the manor," Greta replied with a smile, soaring towards him and wrapping him in a hug. She chuckled and made room for Fifi to join the embrace.
Orion kissed them both quickly before asking, "And what's this surprise about?"
"Humph! If we told you, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore," Greta teased, pulling back and pointing toward the forest below. "Just head down there, and you'll understand."
"Don't bother asking either," Fifi added with a playful shake of her head, eting Orion's questioning gaze. "I'm not supposed to reveal anything."
Orion sighed, resigned to the mystery, and nodded in understanding.
"I'll be watching everything from above, so let them enjoy themselves. Otherwise, they might get more annoyed," Greta warned, shifting her attention to Fifi and giving her a nod.
"I'll be watching everything from above, so let them enjoy themselves. Otherwise, they might get more annoyed," Greta warned, shifting her attention to Fifi and giving her a nod.
Orion's brow arched as he realized Fifi was part of the surprise, too. He watched as she nodded back and descended swiftly into the thick vegetation below. He deliberately restrained his senses, avoiding the temptation to spoil whatever they had planned.
After about ten minutes, Greta spoke up. "Okay, you can head down now."
Orion nodded and soared down towards the dense vegetation. As he descended, he took in the lush inner section of the forest. The only thing missing was the presence of animals, but he had no idea how to bring them back or even if it was possible.
Several tendrils shot out from the shadows without warning, ensnaring him in their grasp. Upon closer inspection, he noticed they were long, red-crimson-coloured hair strands. They coiled around him like a cocoon, restricting his movents.
Orion quickly deduced who was behind this, as only one person in their household possessed such a unique ability. Just as he prepared to break free, he froze in surprise.
But that wasn't all. Anticipating his escape, thick green vines erupted from the ground, adding another layer of restraint to his already bound form. As if that weren't enough, complex rock pillars erged around him, further constricting his movent. The sheer force behind these barriers left Orion stunned.
He realized his wives belonged to the gifts responsible for this robust containnt. However, the force behind them wasn't typical of an average Villager—it was on par with a One-star warrior. This ant only one thing...
They had acquired their own Vylkr Fusion Armlets!
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