Chapter 421: Bloodmoon Clan

"Mentor, I can sense that Mogash isn’t weak at all. He’s hardly inferior to the other giant younglings."

"But I can’t figure out why he couldn’t even withstand a single attack from me. Did he lose on purpose?"

Orion gave a faint smile and extended his hand, causing the Bloodthirsty Trident behind Rolan to fly straight into his grasp.

"This weapon used to be mine. That orc youngling was armed with nothing but a pile of scrap metal—what right did he have to beat you?"

Orion swung the Bloodthirsty Trident a few times, savoring the familiar, comfortable feeling in his hand.

"I’ll hold on to the Bloodthirsty Trident for now. Once you’ve finished this training, I’ll give it back to you."

With those words, Orion placed the Bloodthirsty Trident into his storage ring and tossed a plain trident to Rolan.

To be honest, it was indeed a bit unfair for Rolan to use a hero-level weapon against the various tribes’ younglings.

"Please believe me, Mentor. Next time, I will defeat those younglings honorably."

Orion pressed his palm against his forehead, his mouth twitching slightly. The straightforwardness so common to the Giant tribe clearly ran in Rolan’s veins, too.

Orion pondered for a moment, then spoke earnestly.

"Even if you had the advantage in weapons, a victory is still a victory."

"Rolan, on any battlefield, in any fight, using every possible method to secure victory is in itself a fair way to win."

Rolan gave a quick nod, looking as though he understood.

"Mentor, your disciple understands!"

Inwardly, Orion scoffed quietly: "You’re still so young—how could you truly understand? Maybe once you’ve grown a bit more and faced real dangers, you’ll grasp what I mean."

"Dace, how far is the next tribe from here?" Orion turned and asked Dace about their next destination.

"My lord, next up is the Bloodmoon Clan."

"At our current pace, we’ll reach the valley where they reside in about seven or eight days."

"How large is this Bloodmoon Clan?"

"…"

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Stoneheart City, on the fourth floor of the Mysterious Tavern.

The Mysterious Tavern has five floors in total. The first floor is a public space, but entry requires meeting one condition:

Only those who have reached at least hero level in strength may set foot inside the Mysterious Tavern.

Of course, the tavern’s service staff do not fall under this rule.

Accordingly, the second through fourth floors are reserved for Alpha-level, Legendary-level, and Arch Lord (somewhere between Legendary and Demigod) individuals.

The fifth floor remains the most secretive place, and so far only Orion can go there.

On the second floor of the Mysterious Tavern, the twin sisters Delilah and Lilith sat by a window.

Delilah was dressed in a semi-transparent gauzy robe that concealed her curvaceous figure in soft shadows. The alluring effect was both sexy and understated.

Delilah lifted the small goblet on the table in front of her and downed the wine in one swallow.

"This is the little goblet Orion delivered to the Mysterious Tavern. It doesn’t hold much, but it’s quite exquisite—very tasteful."

"Don’t you want to try the floral wine our tribe brews in the south?"

Lilith remained by the window, her gaze falling on the various buildings still under construction outside.

"No need. There’s plenty of it back at the castle."

She neither turned around nor pulled her attention away from the window, making it unclear whether she was referring to the little goblet or that rare floral wine in the tavern.

Delilah laughed softly, not finding her sister’s response worth arguing over.

"You asked me to come here. What is this about? Or is there something you want to say?"

Lilith finally pulled her eyes away from the window and cast a sidelong glance at her sister. Looking at the face identical to her own, Lilith felt a certain weariness.

Ever since they were born, Delilah had often surpassed Lilith in many aspects. Even among the elders of the Succubus Tribe, who had weighed in on the contest for the queen’s throne, Delilah was the favored choice.

Delilah inclined her head and looked at Lilith with a calm expression.

"Ever since Orion became lord, Soraya, Lumi, and Sylvana have each arrived at his side, becoming his women."

"As the twin sister of the Succubus Queen, doesn’t that embarrass you?"

"Or should I say, is your charm fading?"

Lilith remained unmoved by Delilah’s teasing. She turned her gaze back to the buildings under construction.

"Aside from those three, there’s also that human princess he’s been keeping under house arrest. Orion has fucked her, too."

Lilith stayed at the window, her voice cool as she spoke.

"So what if he has? As the Giant King, it’s perfectly natural for Orion to have many women."

Delilah laughed again, but the sound didn’t carry on for long. Gradually, the air on the Mysterious Tavern’s second floor fell silent.

"That Blood Elf has also reached Legendary level. If she becomes Orion’s woman, do you realize what the consequences might be?"

No one knew how much time passed before Delilah finally broke the quiet, her voice carrying no more mockery but instead genuine concern.

By the window, Lilith at some point had drawn her attention away from outside. She didn’t look at Delilah—her eyes were fixed, unfocused, on the stairs leading up to the third floor.

"The Blood Elves didn’t need to send a Legendary-level warrior just to form an alliance. Do you really think Lycanor came only for an alliance?"

"Don’t tell me you’re that naive?"

Delilah’s voice sounded again, softer, like a sister earnestly sharing her thoughts.

Lilith said nothing, remaining quiet.

To Delilah, her sister’s silence was proof Lilith felt powerless—the situation was beyond her means to handle.

"Right now, there are only two ways to secure your place here in Stoneheart Horde, as well as that of our Succubus Tribe."

"First, one of us—either you or me—must advance to Legendary level."

"Obviously, that’s not terribly practical. Neither you nor I have the chance to reach Legendary level anytime soon." Discover hidden stories at NovelBin.Côm

"Of course, I don’t doubt Orion would help us if the conditions are right by giving us a Lord’s Stone to aid our progress."

"But that approach is too slow."

Delilah stared dreamily out the window. Lilith, meanwhile, found her gaze drifting to her sister.

A short while later, Delilah sighed and turned away from the view of Stoneheart City.

"The second way is to bear Orion’s child, securing the Succubus Tribe’s standing through the child."

"Don’t deny it. Here in Stoneheart Horde, your status in Orion’s eyes is closely tied to our tribe’s interests."

Lilith still held her tongue, though her expression grew more forlorn.

Seeing the look in Lilith’s eyes, Delilah let go of any urge to mock her sister further.

"It’s not your fault. The Succubus Tribe does not blame you."

"But we can’t ignore the fact that our tribe’s standing in Stoneheart Horde—and in Orion’s eyes—is under threat."

"That’s what the elders think, and it’s how I feel, too."

"I don’t need to tell you just how many beautiful women in this world are eager to offer their bodies in exchange for the support of a powerful figure."

"Love is wonderful, but love and shared interests must coincide if you truly want to carve out a place in someone’s heart."